Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

The pain wasn't physical; it was a tearing sensation from the depths of his soul. It was as if some invisible hand had seized his soul and was about to mercilessly cleave it in two!

He gripped the edge of the prayer mat tightly with both hands, suppressing his anger and refraining from roaring.

Xia Jin felt her consciousness becoming blurred at this moment.

In the midst of this extreme pain, a tremendous change occurred deep within his consciousness.

That originally whole and complete soul was actually torn apart from the middle by some invisible force.

Soon, the shadows of two divine souls slowly emerged.

A man dressed in a black robe, with a cold and indifferent air about him.

A man dressed in a white robe, with a faint smile playing on his lips.

Black robes and white robes, one dark and one bright.

The two souls sat cross-legged in Xia Jin's sea of ​​consciousness, facing each other from afar, yet they were like reflections in a mirror. No matter how different their temperaments were, their eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were exactly the same as Xia Jin's.

Then, the spirit in the white robe moved.

He slowly stood up and looked up at the top of his sea of ​​consciousness. There was an invisible barrier there, separating the inner world of his sea of ​​consciousness from the outside world. He reached out and gently touched the barrier, and the barrier rippled like the surface of water.

The next moment, the white-robed divine soul transformed into a stream of light and rushed out of Xia Jin's sea of ​​consciousness.

Inside the room, above Xia Jin's physical body, a ball of white light appeared out of thin air; that was his split white-robed divine soul.

He hovered in front of Xia Jin, looking down at his true self sitting cross-legged on the ground, a faint smile appearing on his face that was exactly the same as Xia Jin's.

Then, a wisp of chaotic energy surged from somewhere and slowly swirled around his figure.

The chaotic energy grew increasingly abundant and dense, and under the power of the system, it began to construct a completely new physical body.

A body is rapidly taking shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This process lasted for about half a day.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened, and finally, the chaotic energy dissipated.

A person dressed in a white robe stood quietly in the quiet room.

His purple hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and his appearance was exactly the same as Xia Jin, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon. There was no difference between them, as if they were twin brothers.

No, they're even more similar than twins.

Because they are one.

The white-robed figure looked down at his hands, then raised them and twirled them in front of his eyes a few times, sensing the power and meridians of this new body. After a moment, he raised his head, his gaze meeting Xia Jin's.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist." Xia Jin's white-robed clone clasped his hands and bowed slightly.

Xia Jin, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, also stood up, clasped his hands in return, and couldn't suppress the smile on his lips: "Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Two voices, exactly the same.

"I look forward to your guidance in the future!!" A smile appeared on the lips of the white-robed clone. He nodded, and his figure transformed into a white light, disappearing back into Xia Jin's brow and returning to her sea of ​​consciousness.

In the entire room, only Xia Jin remained standing there.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"This 'Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique' is simply amazing!"

It was unclear how much time had passed before Xia Jin's laughter gradually subsided, but his eyes still shone with an undisguised excitement.

The wonder of this technique goes far beyond simply being able to create a clone out of thin air.

Ordinary clone techniques are either illusions condensed with spiritual power that dissipate with a single blow, or puppets controlled by divine sense that require the original being to be constantly distracted and maintained.

However, what emerges from the Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique is a truly complete and independent second entity!

This clone possesses the exact same soul origin as him, has completely independent thinking ability, and can cultivate, act, and fight autonomously without Xia Jin having to control it at all times.

But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is... cultivating this "Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique" has an even more heaven-defying function: immortality.

Whether the main body or the clone is destroyed, as long as one of them still exists in the world, the destroyed one can be reassembled over time.

The destroyed soul can be re-differentiated, the destroyed body can be reconstructed, and all the memories and insights experienced by the deceased "self" will be completely preserved.

What does this mean?

This means that from now on, as long as his true self and his clones do not perish at the same time, he will never truly die.

This is a truly immortal path.

Of course, this resurrection is not without its price. Each reshaping of an avatar requires a significant amount of cultivation and power, and the reshaping process is also quite lengthy. However, compared to true death and annihilation, these costs are negligible.

Xia Jin looked down at her hands, her smile growing even wider.

"What a brilliant Yin-Yang differentiation technique..."

Xia Jin took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, gradually calming the boiling excitement in his heart. He sat cross-legged on the futon again, placed his hands on his knees, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a moment, allowing his mind to return to complete tranquility.

Xia Jin glanced at the system rewards on the system panel.

[Host's current remaining available cultivation: 45,000 years.]

Forty-five thousand years.

The cultivation reward of 60,000 years was used to deduce the "Yin-Yang Differentiation Technique" over 15,000 years, leaving 45,000 years remaining.

Forty-five thousand years of cultivation

"System. You have spent 40,000 years of cultivation to deduce the Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture."

[Following the host's instructions, I have spent 40,000 years of cultivation to deduce the "Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture"!]

As the system's voice faded, a vast and powerful force surged into Xia Jin's body.

Xia Jin felt as if her body had become a bottomless well, and the power was like a torrential downpour, pouring into the well endlessly.

His meridians are expanding.

His dantian is undergoing a transformation.

His flesh and blood are being reshaped.

His soul is being elevated.

At the same time, his aura was also rising steadily.

The bottleneck of the mid-stage of the third level of the Immortal Ascension Realm shattered instantly under the impact of that power, as if it were made of paper.

Triple late stage.

Triple Peak.

Fourfold!

Xia Jin's brow twitched slightly, but she wasn't overly surprised. It would be strange if someone with 40,000 years of cultivation couldn't even break through a minor realm.

The pressure was still rising.

The fourth phase.

Four-stage late stage.

The fourth peak.

Fivefold!

That power seemed to have finally found an unobstructed channel, unleashing an even more astonishing momentum. Xia Jin felt as if the spiritual energy within his body was a wild horse, galloping and roaring wildly, and his cultivation level was being pushed upwards in this violent surge.

The fifth level of mid-term.

Fifth stage, later stage.

Fifth level of peak.

Sixfold!

Sixth level mid-term.

The sixth stage.

Sevenfold!

At this point, the momentum of that force finally began to slow down. The further one progresses in the Ascension Realm, the greater the gap between each minor realm becomes, and the deeper the cultivation required to accumulate. Forty thousand years of cultivation is astonishing, but it is still not enough to soar to the heavens in the Ascension Realm.

But that force has not stopped.

The seventh middle stage.

The later stage of the seventh level.

Seventh Peak —

Yae!

Its aura climbed to the eighth level of the Immortal Ascension Realm, and finally slowly came to a stop.

From the third level to the eighth level, there are a total of five minor realms.

Xia Jin slowly opened his eyes. In those eyes, it seemed as if stars were flowing. In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, his temperament had undergone earth-shattering changes. Sitting there, he was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed, yet restrained.

He looked down at his hands, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Climb to the eighth level of the fairyland.

This result was even better than he had expected.

Although it may seem that they haven't broken through to a higher realm and are still stuck in the Ascension Realm, everyone knows that the further one progresses in cultivation, the slower the rate of advancement becomes. Some people may exhaust their entire lives and still not be able to advance even a single minor realm in the Ascension Realm.

And what about him?

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, one can progress from the third to the eighth level. What more could one ask for?

A moment later, he opened his eyes, a complex emotion flashing across them. There was surprise, and also a hint of solemnity.

"Ninth Reincarnation...Second Level?"

Xia Jin muttered to herself, her brows furrowing slightly.

He clearly remembered that before the deduction, the progress of the Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture was at the first level of the ninth revolution. After consuming a full 40,000 years of cultivation, he had only advanced from the first level to the second level?

Forty thousand years of cultivation, to exchange for one level of progress?

This price is far too high.

"It seems... each level of this ninth stage requires a massive amount of cultivation."

Xia Jin gave a wry smile, but she wasn't too disappointed.

The quality of the Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture speaks for itself; the more difficult a cultivation method is to master, the more astonishing the effects will be upon successful completion. He had been aware of this from the very beginning.

To reach the pinnacle of this mental cultivation method, it's unknown how many years of practice and experience it will take.

But Xia Jin wasn't in a hurry.

He has plenty of time.

and......

A glint of anticipation flashed in Xia Jin's eyes.

When he first saw the last line of small print in the introduction to the "Nine Revolutions Creation Scripture," he was filled with imagination about the perfect state of this technique.

"Once this technique is mastered, both the physical body and the soul will undergo a qualitative leap!"

That leap will be a complete transformation, an evolution at the level of life!