Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

As Han Chengzhu had guessed, Yu Changsheng's absorption of Daoist principles would far surpass that of Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan.

However, at this moment, the energy was divided into three streams, and Yu Changsheng's one stream alone accounted for ninety percent of it. This disparity still shocked Lord Han.

It should be understood that even beings like them, existing in the realm of enlightenment, cannot reach Yu Changsheng's level by absorbing Dao essence.

Moreover, this was Yu Changsheng's first time absorbing Daoist essence, and his technique was still unfamiliar. Generally speaking, there is always some rejection reaction when absorbing Daoist essence at the beginning.

Once you get used to it, it will get faster and faster. For example, as time goes by, the stream of Daoist energy flowing towards Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan gradually grows bigger. However, Yu Changsheng's stream grows even faster, being absorbed in large quantities with each of his breaths.

Conversely, the Daoist essence left for Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan quickly shrank and remained at a very small level.

This scene made Lord Han's lips twitch slightly. At the same time, he looked at Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan, who were unconsciously frowning and closing their eyes. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the two of them. Then he seemed to be deep in thought, his thoughts wandering.

"No normal cultivator from a holy land could reach his level, unless they possess an exceptionally heaven-defying physique, or..."

Han Chengzhu paused, swallowed hard, and muttered to himself. When he looked up at Yu Changsheng again, his eyes flashed with a strange, intense light.

"Unless this guy's cultivation technique is strange and... has reached the Saint-level, but apart from some of the top forces on the continent, aren't Saint-level cultivation techniques all controlled by the Holy Lands...?"

"Let alone a small Wuzhou, which sect could possibly possess a Saint-level cultivation technique... Even in the entire Southern Five Continents, which power or sect could possess a Saint-level cultivation technique?"

"Furthermore, the number of Saint-level cultivation techniques is already very limited, and they require stringent cultivation conditions and the inheritance of a Dao seed. How did this kid manage to do that?"

Lord Han was puzzled. After giving Yu Changsheng a deep look, he slowly shook his head and suppressed the matter in his heart.

Saint-level cultivation techniques were unheard of even in his Heavenly Sword Pavilion. This speculation not only made City Lord Han more interested in Yu Changsheng, but also gave rise to some other thoughts in his mind.

However, Lord Han naturally didn't reveal this thought to himself. After a slight surprise, he quickly regained his composure, observed the three of them, and nodded slightly in thought:

"These three are all quite talented, but it seems that when they absorb Dao essence in the future, we will have to separate Yu Changsheng from the other two. Otherwise, if they follow Yu Changsheng, these two boys won't even be able to get a sip of soup."

Seeing the Daoist energy flowing towards Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan almost depleted due to Yu Changsheng's domineering plunder, City Lord Han sighed deeply, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face.

At this moment, Yu Changsheng was completely immersed in absorbing the Daoist essence. He felt as if he had fallen into a mysterious and ethereal state, not thinking about anything. His soul roamed freely in the world, as if he had returned to his most primal and innocent state.

The Myriad Spirits Technique also started operating automatically, causing Yu Changsheng's soul to wander around. In the dim light between heaven and earth, he seemed to see infinite patterns surrounding him. He wanted to touch them, but he could not reach them.

There was only a tiny bit of light, as if the Daoist aura completely enveloped and bathed itself in a warm ocean, creating an indescribable sense of clarity and comfort.

Under these circumstances, although the Daoist rhyme did not improve Yu Changsheng's cultivation level, the hidden ailments in his body caused by repeated injuries were quietly nourished and healed, like a gentle spring rain.

Therefore, even in his state of selflessness, Yu Changsheng subconsciously let out a comfortable groan. His whole body occasionally made crisp sounds, and his soul felt as if it were bathed in a spring breeze, almost greedily absorbing the Daoist essence. His entire soul gradually felt saturated, and his illusory soul seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation.

"Huff huff..."

"Sizzle..."

"rustle……"

In the universe, all the subtle sounds suddenly became clearer in Yu Changsheng's perception: the vibration of light, the propagation of sound, the stretching of grass and trees, the drifting of clouds...

The entire world seemed to resonate more deeply with Yu Changsheng, becoming closer to him. This was reflected in Yu Changsheng's overall demeanor, which became increasingly ethereal and otherworldly, as if he were one with the heavens.

Under the nourishment of this Daoist aura, Yu Changsheng's physique was also gradually improved, his potential was increasing, his foundation was being enriched, and the Great Dao was resonating with him. In this trance, Yu Changsheng's soul and consciousness were exceptionally clear and transparent.

This also means that the thoughts that were previously blocked in my mind have expanded at this moment, and I can understand some principles of cultivation without a teacher. Some difficult techniques have also been understood to a deeper level.

This feeling is captivating, a desire stemming from the very instinct of life.

Unfortunately, this feeling didn't last long. It was just the Daoist essence from the decomposition of a spirit beast's corpse, which was only enough for three people at the same time. Clearly, there were too many monks and not enough porridge.

Therefore, after a short while, when the three of them had completely absorbed the Daoist essence, Yu Changsheng was shaken and finally came out of this mysterious state. He slowly opened his eyes, and with a hint of regret in his heart, he subconsciously let out a soft sigh.

That feeling was so captivating and unforgettable that Yu Changsheng felt a little empty when he came out.

"well……"

Yu Changsheng sighed, his tone carrying a sense of loss. He felt that if he continued in this state, he would undergo unexpected changes.

"You still have regrets? Immortality?"

As soon as Yu Changsheng opened his eyes, he saw Li Minghan and Meng Wu'an staring at him with resentful eyes. Hearing Yu Changsheng's sigh, Li Minghan spoke in a low voice with a hint of resentment, but there was no sense of complaint in his tone, only strangeness.

"What are you doing here?"

Yu Changsheng was taken aback, subconsciously scratched the back of his head, then thought for a moment and understood. He immediately clasped his hands in a fist and smiled sheepishly, saying, "Sorry, I got too engrossed in it subconsciously. I'll be more careful next time."

"It's nothing," Meng Wu'an waved his hand, not caring at all. Li Minghan glanced at Yu Changsheng with some puzzlement, but then didn't take it to heart and just smiled:

"As expected of Changsheng, his ability to absorb Dao essence is still incredible. It seems I can't compete with you in terms of fighting for it, so I can only cling to your coattails."

Li Minghan joked.

The Dao essence released from the decomposition of this spirit beast was limited, and Yu Changsheng alone absorbed more than 90% of it. The remaining 10% was absorbed by the two of them, which was pitifully small and naturally could not support the two of them to enter the same profound state as Yu Changsheng. Therefore, the two of them were kicked out before they even reached the halfway point and could only watch Yu Changsheng enjoy it alone.

Neither of them felt uncomfortable about this. Li Minghan only said it casually, but he was used to it. Meng An, on the other hand, was secretly surprised by Yu Changsheng's speed and felt a little frustrated, but he did not show it.

Seeing this, Yu Changsheng could only smile awkwardly, not knowing what to say. The Daoist aura entered his body and seemed to be naturally close to him, attracting him, but not completely under his control.

Later on, Yu Changsheng felt as if the Daoist energy was automatically drilling into his body, rushing to enter.

However, Yu Changsheng naturally wouldn't say these things to the two of them, so as not to provoke Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan.

"Hehe, interesting."

The expressions of the three men made City Lord Han chuckle softly. After giving Yu Changsheng a deep look, he said in a low voice:

"I underestimated your physique. Also... the cultivation method you practice has an affinity for the Dao of Heaven and Earth that I never imagined. I originally planned to let you gradually adapt to the Dao's influence on your body, which is why I only decomposed one spirit beast, so as not to be too weak to replenish it later and thus waste it."

"Looks like I was overthinking it, but it's tough on the other two brothers since you're with them."

Meng Wu'an and Li Minghan nodded quickly and smiled at each other.

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"It seems that from now on, we will have to separate you all to absorb the Dao essence, and isolate you to prevent you from taking all the benefits."

Lord Han pondered for a moment, then spoke with a smile.

"However, I presume you have all gained some insights into the Daoist essence entering your body. So let's continue. Yu Changsheng, come a little closer. I'll break down the Daoist essence of the spirit beasts for you alone. Don't compete with those two. They can't beat you anyway. If they're with you, even if they're not born with a spirit-severing physique, they'll be forced to become one."

Han Chengzhu joked that he was using this method to hide the shock in his eyes.

Yu Changsheng nodded immediately, offering no objection. He merely gave an awkward smile, shrugged, and appeared quite helpless. Only occasionally, when deep in thought, would a strange glint flash in his eyes as he pondered and introspectively examined himself:

"The Daoist aura is truly wondrous. Although it didn't directly increase my cultivation level, it enhanced my sharpness several times over in just this short while. Some lingering ailments from my cultivation were also quietly resolved, and I seem to have a clearer understanding of the surrounding world..."

"My perception of spiritual energy has improved even further, making it much easier to use. If this continues, perhaps it's not impossible for my physique to undergo another transformation and achieve the legendary Dao-connecting body..."

As Yu Changsheng thought this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. So, he subconsciously licked his lips, his anticipation growing even stronger.

He could feel the Daoist energy constantly altering his physique, deeply harmonizing his soul and other aspects. This nourishment was an extraordinary opportunity, far surpassing any ordinary natural treasure.

"No wonder the cultivators of the Holy Land are all exceptionally talented. This method of improving talent alone, if used for a long time, can transform an ordinary person into a cultivation genius with outstanding aptitude, and the cultivation genius will also advance further, and may even give rise to a special physique..."

Yu Changsheng murmured to himself, his understanding of the Holy Land growing deeper.

"Alright, let's continue now."

Han City Lord's voice interrupted Yu Changsheng's thoughts, but he saw that after resting for a while, Han City Lord looked at the remaining spirit beast corpses without feeling sorry for them. His fingers changed again as he cast a spell.

And so, under Lord Han's strange method, the corpses of three more spirit beasts began to decompose, quickly turning into energy and dissipating, revealing their origins: four Dao patterns. These patterns emitted a dreamlike glow, shimmering around them.

"These are the Dao patterns derived from two one-striped spirit beasts and one two-striped spirit beast. They should be..."

Lord Han explained, and was about to say that it should be enough for Yu Changsheng to absorb for a while, but he hesitated when he said it. So he put it down and thought for a while, then used the special method to decompose the corpses of two spirit beasts and extract the Dao patterns from them.

Thus, six Dao patterns floated in the void, rising and falling, emitting faint light. Each one was different, with varying shapes, colors, and auras. Some were long, some short, some large, some small; some were as hot as fire, while others were as fluid as water...

"This should be enough."

Lord Han clapped his hands in satisfaction, wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled a breath of turbid air, glanced at Yu Changsheng, and quickly flicked his fingers at the six Dao patterns of different shapes. At the same time, he deployed a blue light screen to cover and seal the Dao patterns.

"Buzzing..."

"untie!"

Lord Han gave a low snort and pointed his finger. Instantly, the six Dao patterns trembled, became blurred, and then collapsed, turning into large clumps of basic Dao rhyme that scattered, almost turning into mist. Fortunately, the cyan light screen that Lord Han had set up in advance isolated them, preventing them from dissipating.

"call……"

City Lord Han let out a deep breath, a hint of fatigue flashing across his face, but he still smiled and said to Yu Changsheng, "This is enough for you to absorb for a while, hurry up, lest it dissipate in a moment."

Yu Changsheng nodded, looked at City Lord Han gratefully, clasped his hands in thanks, and then stepped into the cyan light curtain without hesitation. He let the Daoist aura completely envelop him, sat cross-legged and circulated his breathing technique, and the Myriad Spirits Technique was also activated at the same time.

Instantly, the Daoist mist surged, as if a lamb had wandered into a pack of wolves, unleashing their wolves' fury and causing them to pounce on the lamb. Yu Changsheng was that lamb, completely absorbed in the Daoist mist, his body absorbing it with fervor. He felt almost like he was dying of pleasure, an extreme sense of exhilaration filling his entire being.

"Click, click, click..."

In the darkness, it seemed as if a crack had appeared in some kind of shackle imposed by heaven and earth, and for a moment, Yu Changsheng became even more immersed in it. (End of this chapter)