The Third Part of the Cultivation Art, a Breakthrough Like a Dimensional Crush
Hong Yao was like a delicate water snake, tightly coiled around Dongfang Yueming's waist. Her plump legs, wrapped in semi-transparent black stockings, were tightly closed, and her extremely full and soft breasts were pressed firmly against Dongfang Yueming's chest through the thin veil.
A few tears welled up in her captivating eyes, and her slightly red nose gently inhaled the fragrance emanating from Dongfang Yueming. Her melancholic and self-pitying demeanor truly resembled that of a little female cat who had suffered countless injustices.
"Yao'er, what are you saying?"
Dongfang Yueming smiled gently, and naturally supported Hong Yao's plump and soft buttocks with both hands, lifting her up slightly to prevent her from slipping off his body.
The Pure Yang True Qi in his palm radiated slightly, bringing a refreshing warmth that instantly flowed into Hong Yao's meridians.
"Yueming owes his success today entirely to Yao'er's guidance and support. No matter what the Nine Yin Hall may become, Yueming's Red Leaf Bamboo Courtyard will always be my home."
Dongfang Yueming's gentle words, coupled with the nourishing effect of his extremely pure mid-grade Pure Yang True Qi, instantly made Hong Yao feel numb and lightheaded.
The resentment on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a coquettish sweetness born of being extremely favored.
"Hmph, you little devil, you've got a sweet tongue."
Hong Yao burst into laughter through her tears, biting his cheek hard with her red lips before reluctantly sliding off him. She smoothed her slightly disheveled crimson gauze dress with her slender hands, her beautiful eyes filled with concern.
"However, Yueming, the third chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art is a top-secret method that touches the threshold of High-Grade Spirit Root. It is said that even our most talented ancestor in the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor found it extremely difficult to study this chapter. Just finding the first trace of true fire at the ' Entry ' stage took him a full six months."
"Although you have now attained Mid-Grade Spirit Root, you must not be too hasty, lest you damage the foundation of your meridians."
"Don't worry, Yao'er, Yueming knows what she's doing."
Dongfang Yueming nodded slightly, said no more, and stepped into the secluded room that had been set up with isolation barriers.
Inside the secluded room, the air was filled with the gentle fragrance of sandalwood incense, and everyone sat down in quiet contemplation.
Dongfang Yueming sat cross-legged on the jade cushion, flipped his palm, and placed the crimson gold jade slip given to him by Ji Meiniang on his forehead.
The moment his Divine Sense probed in, the system panel refreshed and appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.
[Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art, Chapter 3 (0/4, Not Yet Entry)]
[Current Source Point: Abundant]
Looking at the simple "0/4" on the panel, Dongfang Yueming's lips curled into a faint smile.
For mortals and cultivators in this world, the extremely complex seventy-two Pure Yang True Fire Rune and the extremely obscure qi circulation routes in the third chapter are nothing short of an insurmountable chasm. The condensation of each strand of true qi requires a long time to comprehend the spirit of heaven and earth fire and to endure the pain of the true fire scorching the meridians.
But for him, Quasi-Immortal Emperor carrying countless system Source Point, all of this was nothing more than a change in numbers.
"To avoid seeming too shocking, let's... add two points a day."
Dongfang Yueming's mind stirred.
[System, add 2 points.]
"Buzz--!"
The words on the panel flickered slightly, changing to "[Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 3 (2/4, Not Yet Entry)]".
As the Source Point was injected, a layer of fine crimson-gold ripples suddenly appeared in the space inside the secret chamber. Deep within Dongfang Yueming's dantian, the Mid-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root that had just been condensed trembled slightly, and the Pure Yang True Qi that had been wandering in his limbs and bones began to surge and circulate wildly in a new and more mysterious trajectory.
There was no hindrance whatsoever, nor the "pain of burning scriptures" that Hong Yao had described.
The first day passed peacefully.
Late the next night.
The tranquility of the secret room was broken by an extremely faint yet crystal-clear rhythm.
[System, add 2 points.]
"Boom!!"
[Consumed 2 Source Point, breakthrough successful! "Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 3" advanced to: Entry!]
[Current Panel: Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 3 (0/12, Entry)]
In an instant, a dazzling dark golden divine radiance erupted from Dongfang Yueming's body!
Deep within the third main meridian of his body, the first "Great Sun Pure Yang Rune" belonging to the third chapter suddenly condensed like a dazzling star born out of thin air!
This rune was more ancient and larger than the previous two. As soon as it was formed, it carried an unfathomable aura and was directly imprinted on the core of that Mid-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root.
"Buzz!"
The Mid-Grade Spirit Root suddenly glowed, and the dark golden flames on its surface instantly rose by an inch, its speed of absorbing and releasing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly increased several times over!
In just two days, he easily surpassed the third article, which was extremely difficult to even touch the threshold, and stepped into the "Entry" realm!
The following morning.
The stone door to the side room swung open with a bang, Dongfang Yueming strolled out.
Hong Yao, who had been anxiously waiting in the hall, froze on the spot when she sensed the vast and ancient pure Yang Dao aura emanating from Dongfang Yueming. The small cup of spiritual tea she was holding shattered on the ground with a "clatter".
"This... this Daoist aura... the first Great Sun Rune?!"
Hong Yao's delicate body trembled violently, her beautiful eyes wide open, filled with disbelief and horror.
Two days!
Only two days have passed!
The third chapter, which would normally take ordinary geniuses months or even half a year to barely grasp, he actually condensed his first Great Sun Rune in just two days, entering the Entry stage?!
Not daring to be negligent in the slightest, Hong Yao almost trembled as she took out a communication jade talisman and sent this almost absurd message to the Nine Yin Hall.
Nine Yin Hall.
"What?!"
Having just awakened and still feeling somewhat languid and tired, Ji Meiniang trembled violently upon hearing this, rising abruptly from the white fox fur couch. Beneath her black silk cheongsam, her long, shapely legs trembled slightly with extreme shock.
"Two days... the third Entry? Great Sun Rune has been condensed?!"
Ji Meiniang's beautiful eyes were filled with horror and fanaticism.
Beside her, the aloof and ethereal senior sister Ziyuan's expression also changed drastically. Her slender legs, encased in pure white silk stockings, unconsciously clenched together, her jade hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly, a tidal wave of emotions surging within her.
They originally thought that the difficulty of the third chapter would be enough to make Dongfang Yueming ponder for several months or even half a year, but who would have thought that in front of this young man, the bottleneck of the third chapter was as fragile as thin paper!
"Monster... He's not a mortal at all, he's the reincarnation of an ancient god!" Ji Meiniang swallowed hard, her lust and greed completely transforming into awe and longing.
However, just as the Nine Yin Hall was shaken by Dongfang Yueming's astonishing progress over the past two days.
The inner sect of the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor, atop Chi Yan Peak.
"Ha! That's it!"
With a roar, Zhao Meng, shirtless, threw a punch, and a ball of extremely hot fire the size of a bowl suddenly burst from his palm, shattering a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds in front of him!
"Hahahaha! I've finally Entry the low-grade Spell ' Exploding Flame Spell '!"
Zhao Meng wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw his head back and laughed loudly, his face full of arrogant pride and self-satisfaction.
"Congratulations, Senior Brother Zhao! To have mastered this low-grade Spell in just a few days, such talent is truly unmatched among those of the same level!" The sycophants around him immediately erupted in a tidal wave of flattery.
Zhao Meng listened to these flattering remarks, his eyes turned cold, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"Hmph! In the Immortal Realm cultivation, ultimately, superiority is determined by Spell attacks!"
"So what if Dongfang Yueming has extraordinary comprehension and has cultivated Mid-Grade Spirit Root? He's still just a 'strong mortal' who hasn't even grasped the basics of Spell!"
"And I, Zhao Meng, am already a true cultivator who has mastered the offensive techniques of immortals!"
"In a few days, I'll find an opportunity to show that brat just how fragile and laughable his so-called ' Mid-Grade Spirit Root ' is under the power of my Exploding Flame Spell!"