Perfection in an Instant, a Supreme-Grade Spirit Root Appears
Deep within the Nine Yin Hall, the forbidden stone gate was wide open.
"Yueming, since the sect was founded, only a handful of people have been able to comprehend the fourth chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art."
Ji Meiniang, dressed in a black, form-fitting cheongsam with a neckline that subtly revealed her figure, leaned against Dongfang Yueming with her long, slender legs encased in exquisite black silk stockings. She placed her hand on the young man's shoulder, her tone carrying an unprecedented seriousness:
"Throughout the thousands of years of history of our world, those who can condense High-Grade Spirit Root are already unparalleled geniuses; and those who can forge Supreme-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root are extremely rare. That requires comprehending the most fundamental Great Sun Fire Dao, and the slightest carelessness will result in the Primordial Spirit Fire."
Beside her, Ziyuan, dressed in a tight-fitting, plain white lace cheongsam, her slender legs encased in pure white silk stockings, were slightly pressed together. She said softly, "Master is absolutely right. My husband already possesses High-Grade Spirit Root; we must not be impatient for quick results. Even if it takes decades to comprehend this fourth chapter, it is only natural."
Having formed Dao Companion Divine Contract, Ziyuan had long since changed her address to "husband" for Dongfang Yueming, and her usually aloof and proud face was now filled with tenderness and concern.
"It's alright, take me to get it." Dongfang Yueming stroked Ziyuan's delicate ankles wrapped in white silk, his expression remaining calm.
Seeing this, the three women said no more and led Dongfang Yueming to the altar in the center of the forbidden area.
Above the altar, a bronze jade slip radiating ancient purple-gold divine light floated, its surface flowing with a heart-stirring primordial Daoist aura.
Dongfang Yueming reached out and grasped the jade slip in his hand, probing it with his Divine Sense.
"Buzz--!"
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the system panel instantly displayed entirely new text.
[Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art, Chapter 4 (0/8, Not Yet Entry)]
Looking at the data on the panel, Dongfang Yueming understood.
The three women stood quietly to the side, their eyes filled with tenderness and anticipation. In their view, after Dongfang Yueming obtained the fourth chapter, he would inevitably have to undergo a long and tedious period of seclusion to comprehend it. Even with his extraordinary comprehension, it would probably take him several months or even years to Entry.
However, Dongfang Yueming looked at the three Daoist companions before him, who were already connected to him by soul and bound by life and death—the alluring and enchanting Ji Meiniang, the aloof and pure Ziyuan, and the passionate and unrestrained Hong Yao.
[Since they have already signed the Dao Companion Divine Contract and their souls have merged, there's no need to go through that gradual, step-by-step process anymore.]
Let's be a little more serious.
A faint, cool smile appeared on Dongfang Yueming's lips as he gently tapped his mind in his Sea of Consciousness.
"System, Point Allocation."
"Boom--!!"
[Consumed 8 Source Point, breakthrough successful! "Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art, Chapter 4" advanced to: Entry!]
[Current Panel: Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 4 (0/24, Entry)]
In an instant, a vast, golden flame, as powerful as a falling star, erupted from within Dongfang Yueming's body!
One hundred and eight ancient and profound Great Sun True Fire runes instantly condensed within his body!
"This... how is this possible?!"
Ji Meiniang, standing to the side, shuddered violently. Her plump, long legs, clad in black stockings, tensed instinctively, and her mature, alluring face was filled with disbelief and shock!
Ziyuan and Hong Yao gasped in shock, their beautiful legs, clad in stockings, almost losing their balance.
They clearly sensed that the aura emanating from Dongfang Yueming, who had just obtained the jade slip, had instantly transcended the barrier that ordinary people needed decades of arduous cultivation to overcome, and directly entered the "Entry" stage of the fourth chapter!
However, before they could recover from this enormous shock...
In Dongfang Yueming's eyes, a divine radiance of gold and purple suddenly surged!
"System, continue."
"Boom--!!"
[Consumed 24 Source Point, breakthrough successful! "Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 4" advances to Minor Accomplishment!]
[Current Panel: Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 4 (0/40, Minor Accomplishment)]
A second thunderous Daoist voice resounded within Dongfang Yueming's body! Hundreds of purple-gold runes swirled through his meridians like a sky full of stars, transforming his body into a divine form crafted from pure gold!
"Minor... Minor Accomplishment?! Minor Accomplishment achievement in three breaths?!"
Ziyuan's usually cool and aloof voice completely lost its composure, and she screamed incoherently. She gripped the hem of her plain white cheongsam tightly, her delicate legs, clad in white silk stockings, trembled violently, and her mind went completely blank.
But this is still not the end!
Dongfang Yueming remained calm, but his thoughts stirred again.
"Add more."
"Buzz--!!"
[40 Source Point consumed, breakthrough successful! "Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art, Chapter 4" advances to Major Accomplishment!]
[Current Panel: Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter 4 (0/80, Major Accomplishment)]
The third thunderous roar of the Heavenly Dao!
"Snap--!"
Above the Nine Yin Hall, the once clear sky was suddenly obscured by auspicious purple-gold clouds! A colossal phantom of the sun hung in mid-air above the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor, radiating supreme divine power that suppressed all ages!
At this moment, tens of thousands of disciples and elders of the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor Sect felt the pressure emanating from the depths of their souls, and they all knelt down with a thud!
And within this forbidden area...
Ji Meiniang, Ziyuan, and Hong Yao were completely limp on the ground. They stared blankly at the young man before them, who was radiating a purple-gold holy light. Their eyes were filled with nothing but endless shock, and only awe and worship as if he were a god.
They finally understood that the young man before them was no ordinary genius... he was a supreme being who transcended the rules of this world!
However, Dongfang Yueming looked at the final challenge on the panel and smiled calmly.
"The final hurdle, break through."
"System, fill up!"
"Boom--!!!!!"
[Consumed 80 Source Point, breakthrough successful! The fourth chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art has been deduced to: 100% Perfection!]
In that instant.
The High-Grade Spirit Root within Dongfang Yueming's body, which was originally dark gold, has undergone a complete transformation!
All the purple-gold runes merged into one, transforming into Supreme-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root— its entire body was dark purple-gold, and its surface was adorned with cosmic stars and natural totems of divine fire from the nine heavens!
Heaven and earth interacted, and extraordinary phenomena appeared!
The moment the Supreme-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root took shape, Dongfang Yueming's life level was elevated to an ultimate realm that no one in this world had ever reached before. His eyes transformed into pure purple-gold divine eyes, his skin shone with brilliance, and his body exuded an immortal spiritual aura that made people want to bow down and worship.
"Call..."
Dongfang Yueming withdrew his divine radiance and let out a long sigh of relief.
He lowered his head and looked at his three stunningly beautiful Daoist partners, who were slumped at his feet, their eyes filled with fervent tears and endless submission.
Ji Meiniang's black silk stockings overlapped, her mature and delicate body trembling; Ziyuan's white silk stockings curled up, her fairy-like aloofness completely gone; Hong Yao's delicate body pressed against her, her face full of fervor.
Dongfang Yueming smiled and reached out to embrace them, his warm breath brushing against their ears.
"Ladies, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."