Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Yu Changsheng was completely unaware of everything outside; his entire mind was focused on the rising sun in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The morning sun was bright, radiating a soft light that rippled across the sea of ​​the soul. In the shimmering waves, the darkness was instantly torn apart, heaven and earth became distinct, and chaos receded.

"shake!!"

The light flowed down, first as a point, then quickly rose into the air, emerging from the sea. The entire rising sun hung high in the sky, and as the radiance fell, mysterious fluctuations swept through Yu Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

An intense yang energy surged forth, attaching itself to the sea of ​​consciousness. Furthermore, a ray of light pierced through everything, as if creating the heavens and the earth, and as the sun rose, it tore through Yu Changsheng's mind.

Unbeknownst to him, a surge of intense heat flowed through Yu Changsheng's meridians, circulating throughout his limbs and bones.

The primordial patterns of light shimmered, blurring as they merged with the rising sun, continuously radiating light and heat.

Yu Changsheng was mesmerized, falling into a mysterious state, his true spirit bathed in light, slowly walking towards the rising sun.

"Buzzing..."

Yu Changsheng's true spirit trembled. Without his immediate feeling, a sword intent quietly erupted from it, growing stronger as Yu Changsheng approached the rising sun.

The rising sun swayed gently, its light growing ever more dazzling, streams of light falling and bathing Yu Changsheng's true spirit, seemingly reflecting and complementing it.

"boom!!"

A terrifying wave surged in his sea of ​​consciousness, highlighting Yu Changsheng's true spirit as he strode through the heavens, aiming to touch the sun.

The morning sun shone brilliantly, becoming even more dazzling as Yu Changsheng's true spirit approached. The light falling upon Yu Changsheng's true spirit was not scorching, but rather intimate, illuminating every corner of Yu Changsheng's being.

For a moment, Yu Changsheng's true spirit was captivated, feeling a warm and gentle light gradually merging into it. Meanwhile, outside, Yu Changsheng's body was also slowly emitting faint glimmers of light, as if it were breathing, breathing in the surrounding sunlight.

Until a certain moment, within his sea of ​​consciousness, Yu Changsheng's true spirit stopped in its tracks. It had approached the rising sun, paused for a moment, and then gently stepped forward, entering the rising sun.

In an instant, the rising sun trembled, as if excitedly echoing, and as Yu Changsheng's true spirit entered, it suddenly contracted, and all its radiance returned to its source.

"Buzzing!!!"

At this moment, the sword intent on Yu Changsheng's true spirit also reached its peak, bursting forth and transforming into a radiant heavenly sword that suddenly appeared in the sky.

Whoohoo! !

As the sword intent flowed out, a tremendous wave surged within his sea of ​​consciousness, shaking the heavens and the earth. Yet, under the morning sun, it was slowly calmed down, and the two reached a balance.

The next moment, Chaoyang shrank into a seed, and with a gentle touch of Yu Changsheng's true spirit, it transformed into a point of light and merged into the Heavenly Sword.

In an instant, the Heavenly Sword trembled, emitting a clear ringing sound, and a soft light burst forth from its tip with a gentle slash.

The light was gentle, and with a single glance, one could perceive the past, and feelings of hope and light would arise in the heart. The sea of ​​consciousness would cease to churn, and time and space would seem to be frozen. Everything would transform into this ray of light.

The Heavenly Sword slashed once more, unleashing even more light that burst forth and scattered. In an instant, the invisible shackles were broken—this was the primordial light that cleaved through heaven and earth!

The light is soft, yet it contains the sword intent of extreme sharpness. The primordial light transforms into a sword, possessing the power to create the world!

The next moment, Yu Changsheng's true spirit gently reached out his hand, and the Heavenly Sword immediately contracted, merging with Yu Changsheng's true spirit. In an instant, Yu Changsheng's body trembled, and a trace of confusion appeared in his pupils. Everything about the Primordial Creation Sword quickly flooded into Yu Changsheng's mind, was perceived by him, and was completed by him.

Various insights quickly filled Yu Changsheng's mind, and the Heavenly Sword transformed into a seed, emitting a hazy sword intent that suppressed Yu Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness. It then slowly dissolved and merged into Yu Changsheng's entire body. As it merged, the factors subtly changed, seemingly transforming Yu Changsheng's body.

All Saint-level cultivation techniques require the inheritance of a Dao seed. Due to the special nature of Saint-level cultivation techniques, they are not universal and have some subtle requirements regarding the physical constitution of the cultivator.

One of the functions of the Dao Seed is to specifically modify a certain factor in the cultivator's body, bringing it to a state that is most compatible with the Saint-level cultivation technique. Only in this way can the inheritance of the Saint-level cultivation technique be fully realized.

Yu Changsheng was no stranger to this process, because he had already experienced it once before. The last time the Myriad Spirits Technique was completed, he inherited the Dao Seed.

Now, it is clear that the extreme yang morning glow, combined with various factors such as the original light Dao patterns, has transformed into a Dao seed under certain circumstances, completing the Primordial Sword of Creation and enabling this technique to truly advance to the Saint level!

The whole process was short and very quick. When the mental state in his mind dissipated, Yu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes. A sword intent flashed in his eyes, and a soaring aura seemed to erupt from his body, but was suppressed by Yu Changsheng.

"call……"

Yu Changsheng let out a long breath, and after a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

"The Primordial Sword of Creation has successfully advanced to a Saint-level technique. This adds another trump card to my portfolio. With a Saint-level technique that focuses on offense, I might be able to pose a threat even to a peak Purple Mansion cultivator if I unleash my full power."

"In other words, if I don't leave the Nascent Soul stage, the Purple Mansion stage isn't much of a threat to me."

Yu Changsheng stretched his body, murmured to himself, and gently waved his hand. The light in front of him seemed to distort in his perception.

The light took on a strange shape, moving with Yu Changsheng's thoughts, revealing the outline of a sword, and containing a faint yet sharp sword intent.

At this moment, light can also become a weapon.

Yu Changsheng's gaze sharpened, and he pursed his lips, finding it amusing. With a wave of his hand, the light instantly returned to its calm state.

"The rosy dawn light was indeed of great use to me, but the process was a bit too smooth."

Yu Changsheng lowered his head, lost in thought, pondering, and then he understood something.

"The Extreme Yang Morning Glow is a seed, which can be used as the foundation of the Dao Seed, while the original Dao patterns of light are the bridge, giving me the opportunity to comprehend the Extreme Yang Morning Glow, thus enabling the Primordial Creation Sword to advance."

"Besides that, the reason it went so smoothly is probably due to the special nature of the Primordial Dao Pattern of Light and the Primordial Creation Sword... The former came from the former Xuan Tian Holy Son, and the latter came from my senior brother, Cao Jinxian, whom I have never met..."

Yu Changsheng pondered, slowly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then gently inhaled.

"And if my judgment is correct, Cao Jingxian is the reincarnation of the Xuan Tian Holy Son, or perhaps a reborn soul; in any case, it's the same person..."

"In other words, the Primordial Dao Pattern of Light and the Primordial Sword of Creation are essentially of the same origin. With the assistance of the Extreme Yang Morning Glow, it was so smooth and natural that the Primordial Sword of Creation was completed and advanced to the Saint-level cultivation technique."

Yu Changsheng's gaze darkened slightly as he lowered his eyes and continued to ponder.

"If that's the case, it seems... I'm showing more and more traces of Cao Jinxian on myself... and many times, everything is too coincidental, as if an invisible hand is pushing things along, making these things happen naturally."

"Is it just my imagination?"

Yu Changsheng pondered for a long time, then sighed softly, shook his head, and suppressed these thoughts.

"Forget it, improving my own strength is the only thing that matters to me. As for everything else, I'll just take it one step at a time..."

Yu Changsheng sighed softly. It seemed that he was indeed seeing more and more of Cao Jinxian's shadow in himself, and the cause and effect between them was becoming deeper and deeper.

For a moment, Yu Changsheng couldn't tell whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"However, now that I have broken through to the Purple Mansion realm, there are some things I can take care of when I return to the sect."

Yu Changsheng thought for a moment, then focused his mind on the inner landscape, where the Xuan Turtle was also opening its eyes, facing Yu Changsheng in silence. Yu Changsheng nodded and slowly withdrew his mind.

The Xuan Turtle that Yu Changsheng has contracted is merely one of its original avatars. As for its true form, it is still sealed and suppressed underground in the Cloud Mist Valley of the Myriad Manifestations Sect. Therefore, some of the Xuan Turtle's power has not been fully unleashed.

"Back then, because my cultivation level was insufficient, I was not yet able to fully contract with the Xuan Turtle. So, with my master's help, I first contracted with this original Dharma body. Even so, the Xuan Turtle's help to me was still immense."

Yu Changsheng pondered, his gaze wistful, recalling the past, and smiled slightly.

"Now, many years later, I have reached the Purple Mansion realm. It is time to unseal my true form and complete the contract. At that time, the complete Xuan Yin Illusionary Turtle should allow my strength to achieve another leap forward."

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"This matter can no longer be taken lightly; that seal won't last much longer."

Inside the inner world, the Xuan Turtle, who was resting, was also deep in thought. Finally, it shook its head, and a smile appeared in its weathered eyes.

"He actually did it. Seeing this move, it was the right one."

The Xuan Turtle murmured to itself, back then, due to various factors, it ultimately chose to entrust its life to Yu Changsheng, separating its original Dharma body contract and making arrangements in advance, just waiting for Yu Changsheng to advance to the Purple Mansion within a hundred years, so that it could unseal itself without injury and share the same origin with him.

Yu Changsheng has now reached the Purple Mansion realm, and the entire process only took a few years. The speed of his progress is so fast that even he finds it hard to believe.

However, looking back on Yu Changsheng's journey over the years, Xuan Gui didn't feel particularly strange. Instead, he felt a sense of wonder and disbelief, which eventually turned into a smile.

"The day when the sun shines again is fast approaching..."

.........

On the other side, inside the cockpit of the airship, Yuan Menghua was focused on piloting the aircraft, controlling it to speed along like a rainbow cutting through the sky, with the wind whistling through the air.

Her magical power and spirit stones were being consumed rapidly, but Yuan Menghua showed no sign of distress. She would only occasionally turn her head and look through the cockpit towards the abyss below, her eyes filled with disillusionment, a sense of unease creeping into her heart.

"Although True Venerable Xuexuan wields a divine weapon, he cannot guarantee that he can completely stop the two Nascent Soul cultivators from Qingzhou."

"Chang Sheng's outstanding performance in the abyss of Luoya will surely attract their attention, and they will not let it go so easily... They will probably catch up soon."

"We need to hurry back to the sect and then discuss this further..."

Yuan Menghua sighed softly, a hint of sorrow appearing on her face.

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The flying boat moved swiftly, and a day later, it successfully landed in Qingyan City.

Qingyan City, as its name suggests, is entirely built from green rocks, making it quite unique. However, the city itself is not very large, and the strongest city lord is only at the Golden Core stage.

Because of its unique location, situated between the southwest and the Wanxiang Sect, the Wanxiang Sect spared no expense in setting up a space teleportation array in this city in earlier years, allowing people to return directly to the Wanxiang Sect's headquarters and travel between the two places.

However, because the spatial teleportation array was expensive to activate, and the group from the Myriad Manifestations Sect were not in a hurry when they arrived, Yuan Menghua did not choose to use the teleportation array.

Now, with the situation urgent, the cost of activating the teleportation array is no longer a concern.

The city lord of Qingyan City is named Chen Yan. He is a middle-aged man who looks rather refined. Although he is a rogue cultivator, he possesses the cultivation level of a Golden Core cultivator. He is quite famous within a radius of a thousand miles and dominates a region, yet he is also indifferent to worldly affairs.

In a certain place in the southwest of Qingyan City, Chen Yan, with a humble expression and a slight bow, stood beside Yuan Menghua.

"My lord, the formation left by your sect has been carefully preserved by our juniors over the years, and it has not been damaged in the slightest. Please rest assured, my lord."

Chen Yan bowed respectfully, clasped his hands in greeting to Yuan Menghua, and spoke.

Yuan Menghua nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the front. A circular teleportation array was being charged as spirit stones were being frantically poured in, slowly emitting a glow.

"You're so thoughtful."

Yuan Menghua responded that Chen Yan had noticed the moment their flying boat landed in Qingyan City and immediately followed him respectfully. Yuan Menghua was quite satisfied with this attitude.

Because Qingyan City is too far from the Wanxiang Sect, and there are no famous resources nearby, the Wanxiang Sect did not choose to interfere with the existence of Qingyan City, but only set up an array there as a central circulation point.

As for the safety of the protective formation, although the Myriad Manifestations Sect did not explicitly state it, it naturally fell into the hands of the City Lord of Qingyan City. Chen Yan would take this into account without needing to be specifically instructed. At this moment, the Myriad Manifestations Sect, such a behemoth, was not someone he could provoke.

Even the massive amount of spirit stones needed to activate this formation were all paid for by him. Although it hurt him, he didn't show it at all. This situation made Yuan Menghua secretly satisfied.

Before long, when the formation was fully charged, Chen Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yuan Menghua waved her hand, and the group from the Myriad Manifestations Sect immediately entered the formation. In an instant, the light of the formation reached its peak, and the space began to blur, enveloping everyone.

"Respectfully seeing you off, sir. May you have a safe journey."

Chen Yan lowered his head, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and addressed Yuan Menghua and the others. (End of Chapter)