From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 268 River of Magic
A girl in pink stood up from the lotus platform. You Ming recognized her; she was Zhao Yingru from the Beiming Sect, the one he had previously beaten to tears.

When they met each other ten years ago, the girl was at the same level as him, only at the Yin Spirit level.

Now, in the blink of an eye, I have achieved the Dharma form, and so has the other party.

Although this cultivation speed is a bit exaggerated, he is, after all, one of the twelve chosen disciples of the immortal path, and he has all kinds of resources and methods readily available.

Seeing You Ming looking at her, the girl glared at him fiercely.

It was clear that what happened ten years ago made her feel deeply ashamed.

Zhao Yingru gently touched the lotus platform, her body soaring into the air, her clothes fluttering in the wind, her eyes becoming as calm as a frosty pool.

A single point of silver light shot out from her forehead, and behind her, layers of icebergs rose up like lotus flowers in full bloom. Atop the icebergs sat a figure in azure robes, seemingly the ruler of this icy, divine mountain.

The moment this figure appeared, her magical power, like an undercurrent at the summit of a snow-capped mountain, transformed into an astonishing chill, spreading in all directions.

"Om."

The moment her magic touched the void, a wisp of drifting feather suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The feathers shimmered with a crystalline light, so dazzling in the void.

A wisp!
Two wisps!

Three strands!

In an instant, countless moonlight feathers appeared in the sky, flowing slowly like a gentle stream.

"The magic power has formed a stream!"

All the cultivators watched this scene intently. Those who could enter the [Tai Xu Qing Jing Tai] were naturally confident in reaching this stage.

However, Zhao Yingru broke through this barrier extremely quickly, which was far from her limit.

Zhao Yingru's magical power surged forth, continuously releasing itself, and more and more feathers were ignited in the sky.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the feathers in the sky suddenly gathered into a river, hanging in the sky like a galaxy.

Magic power becomes a river!

Most of the cultivators present probably wouldn't be confident of reaching that stage.

It's not that the participants lacked ability, but rather that the assessment was inherently rigorous.

If it were those Dharma Aspect cultivators who couldn't even break through the nine layers of barriers, they probably wouldn't even be able to ignite a few Moonlight Feathers.

"As expected of one of the twelve immortal disciples, although he has not been in the Dharma Aspect stage for long, his magical power is truly astonishing."

Although You Ming and Zhao Yingru had some disagreements, he had to admit that Zhao Yingru's magical power was very strong at this moment.

The time it took the other party to break through to the Dharma Aspect stage was probably similar to mine, and they didn't have many condensed supernatural powers, yet they had already reached this level, which was truly remarkable.

If it were refined for another few decades or even a hundred years, it would truly be hard to find a match among its peers.

However, You Ming estimated that this was already the opponent's limit.

It's probably impossible to create a lake with magical power.

As expected, although Zhao Yingru persisted in igniting some more moonlight feathers, she eventually exhausted her magic power and slowly descended from the lotus platform.

But the countless feathers flying in the sky still gave people a great sense of awe.

Almost simultaneously, a line of text appeared on the mirror stand, written in celestial script:

"Ice-like spirit reflects the moon, the Milky Way flows on endlessly. Talented and superior... one can glimpse the true meaning of extreme cold."

On the mirror platform, the [Tai Xu Qing Jing Tai]'s evaluation of Zhao Yingru and some suggestions for cultivation were displayed. You Ming could only see some fragments of the text; the full content could only be seen by Zhao Yingru herself.

That's normal, since it involves the secrets of other people's cultivation, so it can't be made public.

"Junior Sister Yingru is indeed a prodigy. When I first broke through to the Dharma Aspect stage, I probably couldn't even achieve the feat of forming a stream of magical power."

"Junior sister, you've worked hard. Please rest for a while." Seeing this, Lü Boyang nodded slightly.

Upon receiving praise from Senior Brother Lü, Zhao Yingru's slightly pale face flushed slightly. However, when she saw You Ming smiling at her from the side, her expression immediately darkened.

It's like finding half a worm in your fruit – it's disgusting.

"Are there any other fellow disciples who want to take on the challenge?"

Lu Boyang looked around and slowly spoke.

"I come."

A red-haired youth stood up from the lower position.

This person is Ye Qianye, the current top disciple of Huoyun Mountain.

His hair was as red as flames, his eyes shimmered with fire, and he wore a cloak with fire patterns. As he ascended the steps, the temperature around him suddenly rose.

With a flick of his right hand, a crimson spiritual flame rose from his palm. As soon as the flame appeared, the Moonlit Feathers above the mirror platform became restless.

Ye Qianye took a deep breath, and his spiritual power surged out. His spiritual flames instantly flared up and transformed into a phantom of a crimson sun.

In an instant, layers of flames, like sparks igniting a fuse, suddenly lit up a waterfall of fire in the air!

In an instant, he broke through the [Magic Power Becomes a Stream] stage and reached the [Magic Power Becomes a River] level.
His magical power erupted much faster than Zhao Yingru's. In just a dozen breaths, a river of fire appeared in the sky. The originally light and graceful moonlight feathers seemed to be burning with raging flames in front of him, unbearably hot.

However, while his magic was swift, its staying power was clearly inferior to Zhao Yingru's.

Although he had slightly more Moonlight Feathers than Zhao Yingru in terms of the number of ignited, the duration of his flames was half that of Zhao Yingru.

Half an hour later, he withdrew his magic and sat down again.

On the mirror stand, words appeared at the opportune moment:

"The Yang Fire soars into the sky, piercing the cold like a ray. Although it is slightly out of control, its power has reached the late stage of the River level... Only in this way can one enter the realm of blazing flames merging."

Ye Qianye looked up, ignoring the evaluation text on the mirror, and then slowly bowed.

This [Tai Xu Qing Jing Tai] truly lives up to its reputation as a celestial artifact. It pinpointed the errors in his cultivation with a single sentence. If he can correct them before his [Tribulation], he is confident that he can make further progress.

After him, several other cultivators participated in the trial.

However, most of them can only reach the level of "Magic Power Becomes a River".

There are a few others who have recently made breakthroughs, but their aptitude is not as good as Zhao Yingru's, so they only have the [Magic Power Stream].

But everyone gained valuable insights from the mirror, which was their greatest reward from the trip.

"Brother Youming, why don't you go up and give it a try?"

Chen Xiujie waved to You Ming and spoke up.

"If I go up, wouldn't I steal the spotlight from everyone else? Let's wait until you've all performed before I'm the grand finale."

You Ming said with a smile.

He said that on purpose.

Sure enough, when he spoke, those who were already unhappy with him became even more unhappy.

Zhao Yingru, in particular, was practically ready to stand up from the lotus platform and start cursing.

"Hehe, I think so too, I'll go up first then."

Chen Xiujie nodded seriously. Brother You Ming was a generous person who had treated him to a meal, so he must be a very capable person.

Those with great ability should make their move last.

(End of this chapter)