The Spirit Pearl's transformation was so wondrous that Chen Yang was overjoyed.
This meant that if he continued to improve this divine ability he had mastered, its upper limit would be extraordinarily high.
Ling Rui lacked neither talent nor diligence in cultivation, and his temperament and will were both exceptional. This refinement of the Spirit Pearl was like adding the finishing touch to a painted dragon, making up for that elusive thread of fate.
"Excellent, excellent. With this, three children of the Yang Family have already grasped the Essence Condensation Path."
Chen Yang thought to himself.
Yang Lingrui's comprehension of the Nether Spirit Path Seeking Scripture had already reached great depths. Now that fate favored him, and he had gained the qualification to observe Qi Descent to Essence Condensation, reaching Core Formation was just around the corner.
Yang Lingshu would head to the Myriad Transformation Sect in a little over two years. Direct disciples of the sect could practice Spiritual Cultivation Techniques. Having refined the Spirit Pearl at his qi mansion, his path of cultivation was free of shackles; breaking through to Core Formation within twenty years was greatly promising as well.
And then there was little Yuan Hong. The Black Snake Swallowing Cloud Art was practically tailor-made for him. With the Dragon Transformation Pill bestowed by the Imperial Spirit Hall, once he cultivated to the Twelfth Layer, he could transform into a flood dragon, ride the clouds, and soar straight into the heavens!
With these three, the Yang Family's prosperity would be secure for the next century.
Just as he was pondering this, several more wisps of prayer power, as fine as gossamer, drifted into Chen Yang's body.
Cheng Yang Halls and Cheng Yang Stone Tablets had now been erected beneath Pine Mountain and within Sanglu Valley.
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