A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Wei Yan laughed for a long time before finally stopping. He looked at Duan Rong and said, "This is the funniest joke I've heard in all these years."

"Still cultivating the Womb Sutra here? Do you even know which level of the Womb Sutra this place is for? This is the twentieth level of the Womb Sutra for cultivation!"

"Your fur hasn't even fully grown in yet?! And you're here cultivating the Womb Sutra?! You're just spouting nonsense! Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue?!"

Wei Yan was already slightly tipsy, and his speech was tinged with a hint of drunkenness.

Suppressing his anger, Duan Rong still said, "Senior, could you allow me to give it a try?!"

"Test what?! This is a forbidden area of ​​the sect?!" Wei Yan said in an unfriendly tone, "Get out of here right now! Don't cause trouble!"

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he turned to leave.

"Senior..." Duan Rong called out again from behind.

Wei Yan turned his head and roared, "Get out!"

Duan Rong's eyelids twitched, his face hardened, and then he transformed into a black streak and shot away from the valley.

Wei Yan glanced at the dark shadow Duan Rong had left behind and muttered, "What a nuisance! Disturbing my drinking? And he's cultivating the Womb Sutra here? This place hasn't been used to cultivate the Womb Sutra for over a thousand years!"

"What a greenhorn, so ignorant!" Wei Yan then leaped up and arrived at a mountain peak in the southeast of the valley. He hummed comfortably, lay down on a large blue stone, picked up a wine jar, and began to drink the wine.

Duan Rong flew through the clouds, his face looking very unwell.

Unexpectedly, in that valley, I encountered a drunkard who seemed to be mentally unstable.

Although Zhu He is the sect leader of Taiyi Sect, he is not currently in the sect.

Duan Rong decided to go and find Chu Wushang.

It took him a full sixteen days to cultivate the seventeenth level of the Womb Treasury Sutra. If he were still cultivating in the original secret chamber, it would take even longer to cultivate the eighteenth level. The brain marrow of the Nine Nether Hound was taken on the spot after being killed, and although it was stored in the black jade box, it had to be used within a month.

Time is already very tight.

Although it was somewhat abrupt, Duan Rong still decided to go and see Chu Wushang. Since Zhu He was not there, he had no choice but to ask him to handle the matter.

Duan melted into a black light and landed on the mountaintop, then slowly walked to the thatched hut.

His eyes swept around the room.

Chu Wushang was not there.

In front of the thatched hut was an open stool, and next to it was a half-woven bamboo basket.

Duan Rong's eyes flickered, and he slowly walked to the base of the wall. Looking down, he noticed that a pair of sickles and axes were missing.

Chu Wushang had obviously gone to the bamboo grove to split bamboo strips, so Duan Rong stood there silently waiting. It would be impolite to go to the bamboo grove to discuss things.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Chu Wushang came around from behind the thatched hut, carrying a bundle of bamboo strips on his back.

He glanced at Duan Rong, placed the bundle of bamboo strips on his back against the wall, and asked, "What brings you here again?"

Duan Rong then told Chu Wushang about his desire to cultivate the Womb Treasury Sutra in the valley, as well as the attitude of the elders of the sect guarding the place.

Chu Wushang gave Duan Rong a strange look and asked, "You want to cultivate the Womb Treasury Sutra in the valley? Can you withstand the spiritual pressure of those four mountain statues?"

Duan Rong said, "I think it's okay."

Chu Wushang looked at Duan Rong for a while and said, "Since that's the case, let's go. Wei Yan has one foot in the grave; he's just waiting to die. What kind of good attitude can he possibly have towards you?!"

Duan Rong's eyes flickered slightly as he recalled the gaunt fellow from earlier, who reeked of alcohol from afar and indeed appeared to be living a life of debauchery.

Wei Yan took off his shoes and socks, lay diagonally on the large blue stone, drinking wine while crossing his legs. Just then, a black light suddenly descended not far from him.

Wei Yan turned his head and glanced at Duan Rong again. He was immediately furious. He sat up, clutching the wine jar, and yelled, "It's you again?! When will this ever end?!"

After Wei Yan finished speaking, he picked up the smelly shoe at his feet and threw it at Duan Rong.

Just then, another black light suddenly landed in front of Duan Rong, and the smelly shoe flew over and hovered not far from Chu Wushang.

Although Chu Wushang blocked the stinky shoe with the power of laws, its stench, from years of not being washed, still wafted faintly on the wind. Chu Wushang's eyes narrowed, and the stinky shoe flew backward, landing on the ground in front of Wei Yan.

Chu Wushang said, "Wei Yan, it's been so many years, and you still haven't changed your bad habit of not liking to wash your feet!"

"Mr. Chu... Mr. Chu..."

Wei Yan was startled. He hadn't expected Chu Wushang to come. He immediately stood up barefoot and bowed to Chu Wushang, saying, "Mr. Chu, what brings you here?"

He condensed his inner energy in the secret chamber of the talisman array beneath Chu Wushang's thatched hut, where he broke through many secrets of his inner demons. Chu Wushang has kept these secrets all these years. He does have some rather quirky habits in certain aspects.

Chu Wushang said, "It's nothing. It's just that this kid wants to cultivate the Womb Treasury Scripture here."

"Ah!?" Wei Yan's face showed surprise. He hadn't expected this to happen again. He couldn't help but glance at Duan Rong, then turned to Chu Wushang and said, "But... Mr. Chu, this valley is where one cultivates the Embryo Sutra after the twentieth level!"

Before Chu Wushang could speak, Duan Rong clasped his hands and said, "Senior, please allow me to give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll leave immediately."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan turned his head and saw only Chu Wushang standing there expressionless. Silence was the only response.

Wei Yan then said, "Alright. Since Mr. Chu is here, if you're willing to give it a try, then go ahead."

Duan Rong said, "Thank you, senior."

He then transformed into a streak of black light and landed on the altar in the center of the valley.

Many years ago, in this very valley, he was just a step away from stepping onto the altar. At that time, Jiang Hanyan was sitting in the center of the altar, playing the zither.

Duan Rong glanced at the mountain peak in the southeast of the valley, where Chu Wushang and Wei Yan were standing. That mountain peak was the place where Chu Qiushan and Zhu He had watched the entrance test back then.

Back then, if Duan Rong hadn't almost stepped onto the altar, Chu Qiushan wouldn't have personally come to watch.

Duan Rong sat cross-legged in the middle of the valley, and with a flick of his hand, a black jade box appeared in his hand. He gently opened the black jade box and saw that inside was a brain the size of an infant's fist.

The brain was covered in a layer of frost, and through the frost, you could see bright red blood vessels on the surface.

With a flick of his hand, Duan Rong used the power of the laws to slice the brain into five pieces.

The rightmost piece of brain, which looked like a piece of ice coated with blood, flew into his mouth, and he immediately began to form hand seals rapidly.

Wei Yan stood on the edge of the cliff on the mountain peak, looking at Duan Rong, who was like a black dot in the center of the altar. His divine sense had already been released and enveloped the altar.

Not only did his divine sense cover the past, but Chu Wushang's divine sense also covered it.

Chu Wushang was also very curious about how Duan Rong cultivated the Womb Treasury Scripture.
It's only been a few days! Last time you reached the thirteenth level! And now you're already cultivating the eighteenth level?

What kind of speed is this?! Let alone a supremely mysterious technique like the Womb Sutra, even ordinary martial arts wouldn't progress this quickly!
Chu Wushang's pupils constricted involuntarily. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he simply couldn't believe it. This was not only beyond his understanding, but even beyond his imagination.

Wei Yan raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chu, what did that kid eat? It looks like brains!"

Chu Wushang said, "Yes. That is the brain of the Nine Nether Hound."

"The brain of the Nine Nether Hound!?" Wei Yan's face showed surprise.

He naturally knew that the Nine Nether Beast was a high-level Yuan Beast, but he did not know which layer of the Nine Nether Beast's brain contained the auxiliary medicine of the Womb Sutra.

Although Wei Yan also achieved the Cave-Piercing Realm, he didn't condense a growth-type Cave-Piercing Realm; he only obtained the sixteenth level of the Embryonic Scripture, and he only managed to cultivate to the eleventh level in his entire life. Wei Yan asked, "Which level of the Embryonic Scripture is the brain kernel of the Nine Nether Hound used as an auxiliary medicine?"

Chu Wushang said, "The eighteenth floor."

"The eighteenth floor!?" Wei Yan was almost speechless with shock.

At this moment, he finally understood why this kid had come to this valley to cultivate the Womb Treasury Sutra.

It turns out that he had already attained the seventeenth level of the Womb Treasury Sutra. Although it is said that this valley is the place where one can obtain the Womb Treasury Sutra after cultivating to the twentieth level, this fact has been passed down for thousands of years.

Whether it was accurate or not, Wei Yan couldn't be sure.

This valley has been desolate for thousands of years. After the patriarch Lü Yinlin cultivated here, the valley was abandoned and only came into use during the entrance test for outer disciples.

As for whether he could cultivate in this valley after achieving the seventeenth level of the Womb Treasury Sutra, Wei Yanwan had no idea.

Not only has this valley been desolate for a thousand years, but also, during the hundreds of years that Wei Yan has been with the Taiyi Sect, he has never heard of anyone achieving the seventeenth level of the Garbhadhatu Sutra.

Abandoned mountain valley statues, and the high-level Garbhadhatu Sutra that no one has ever cultivated to.

The scene before him was like a dream to Wei Yan!
Because the moment Duan Rong sat cross-legged in the center of the altar in that valley, he had already pierced through a thousand years of dust and wind.

Chu Wushang glanced at Wei Yan, whose face was full of shock, and couldn't help but sigh. He hadn't told Wei Yan yet that Duan Rong had gone from achieving the thirteenth level to the seventeenth level in just one month.

Moreover, this month also included the time he spent capturing the Bewitching Azure-Eyed Cat and the Nine Nether Beast in the Dark Forest. Chu Wushang knew that the Nine Nether Beast was not easy to capture.

Based on this calculation, Duan Rong completed the four-layered Fetal Treasury Sutra in about twenty days.

"What an incredible genius!"

On the altar, Duan Rong quickly formed hand seals and entered his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Above the clear, glassy body in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, seventeen stars slowly revolve around it.

The seventeen radiant stars represent the achievements of the seventeen layers of the Garbhadhatu Sutra.

As Duan Rong sat cross-legged on the black earth and quickly formed hand seals, four majestic and towering divine figures descended upon this space.

The moment the divine figure descended, Duan Rong, who was sitting cross-legged there, couldn't help but tremble.

Not only did it tremble, but the clear, glassy body in the sky and the seventeen stars revolving around it also shuddered slightly.

They were all subjected to immense spiritual pressure.

These four divine figures are completely solidified, and perhaps can no longer be called shadows, but rather a projected entity of divine souls.

The statue stood tall and imposing, its face ferocious and terrifying, its eyes radiating beams of divine light that crisscrossed and shot forth...

The moment that immense spiritual pressure descended upon this world, the churning mist rapidly subsided!
The turbid air and impurities throughout the world also settled down along with the fog.

The air was crystal clear.

Duan Rong breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he had achieved the seventeenth level of the Womb Sutra, and his soul had been tempered many times. He had obviously withstood the spiritual pressure of the four mountain statues descending. Although his initially clear and pure glass body, as well as the seventeen stars revolving around it, trembled slightly, they had gradually stabilized by now.

With a thought, Duan Rong caused swathes of azure light threads to rise from the sea of ​​spiritual light in the tree and fly towards the sky.

Under the immense spiritual pressure, those cyan light threads intertwined with each other at an incredible speed...

A day later, Duan Rong sat cross-legged on the altar with his eyes closed. The black jade box in front of him opened on its own, and the second piece of brain flew into his mouth.

Wei Yan said, "He swallowed another piece!?"

Wei Yan and Chu Wushang kept their divine senses surrounding Duan Rong on the altar, both of them clearly very curious about him.

Duan Rong divided the brain of the Nine Nether Hound into five parts. In just one day, Duan Rong had already swallowed the second piece, which means that he had made progress of one-fifth in his cultivation of the eighteenth level.

"Did you see that, Mr. Chu? He swallowed another piece!?" Wei Yan repeated himself when he saw that Chu Wushang had no reaction. He really couldn't believe his eyes.

"I saw it," Chu Wushang said coldly.

Wei Yan said, "Only one day?" He turned to look at Chu Wushang.

Chu Wushang remained silent.

Two days later, at dawn, the first rays of sunlight appeared.

Duan Rong, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, suddenly opened his eyes. The instant he opened his eyes, he felt two divine senses gathering on him. He had previously entered the Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness. When divine senses enter the Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness, they are no longer aware of the divine senses surrounding the body. Therefore, when he was cultivating the Womb Treasury Scripture in the Sea of ​​Spiritual Consciousness, he was unaware that the divine senses of Wei Yan and Chu Wushang were surrounding him.

Duan Rong smiled slightly, not really caring about their curiosity.

He immediately stood up, and with a thought, a power of law flowed through his body.

He had been sitting cross-legged on the altar in the valley for more than two days, and his clothes were already soaked with cold dew.

He had not yet achieved the eighteenth level of the Womb Treasury Sutra; he had only swallowed two of the five brain kernels. However, he was quite satisfied with the speed of his cultivation within the valley.

At this rate, he could complete the eighteenth level of the Womb Sutra in three more days. Now he had to pause, because the tree spirits within his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness had been completely depleted, and he needed to go into the dense forest to devour some more tree spirits.

Duan Rong then transformed into a streak of black light and shot out of the valley.

Wei Yan and Chu Wushang's eyes flickered.

Wei Yan asked, "Where is he going?"

Chu Wushang said, "How would I know?"

After Chu Wushang finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of black light and headed towards the spot where Duan Rong had shot out of the valley. Wei Yan immediately followed.

This valley was quite remote, with deep forests nearby. Duan Rong did not go far; he leaped and bounded in the dense forest next to the valley, searching for ancient trees.

Wei Yan and Chu Wushang stood on a mountain peak, watching Duan Rong leap and dart through the dense forest, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Wei Yan asked, "What is he doing?"

Chu Wushang stared silently at Duan Rong's figure rising and falling in the dense forest.

And so, Duan Rong circled the valley, leaping and disappearing in the dense forest for several hours before transforming into a black streak and landing not far from Wei Yan and Chu Wushang.

He knew that the two of them had been observing him.

Duan Rong's sea of ​​consciousness was already filled with the tree spirits of the thousand-year-old tree. He ate fruit as he walked towards Wei Yan and Chu Wushang.

When Wei Yan saw Duan Rong approaching, he asked directly, "Boy, you've been jumping around in the dense forest for hours! What have you been doing?"

Duan Rong lowered his robe slightly, revealing a lot of red and yellow fruit inside, and said with a smile, "I'm picking fruit! Senior, would you like one?"

Wei Yan exclaimed in surprise, "Picking fruit!?"

Duan Rong laughed and said, "That's right! Cultivation is hard work, I always need to rest. It's about balancing work and rest."

Duan Rong walked over with a smile, bit into the wild fruit in his hand, grabbed a few more, and stuffed them into the hands of Wei Yan and Chu Wushang. Then, he transformed into a streak of black light and shot towards the altar in the valley. (End of Chapter)