Covering the Sky: The Ruthless Empress's Brother, Becoming an Emperor Through Biting!

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed quietly.

Jiang Xuan, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo have gradually adapted to life in Lingxu Cave.

Elder Wu Qingfeng has indeed done his best over the past few months.

He did not abandon Jiang Xuan and Ye Fan just because they were "ancient waste bodies".

On the contrary, whenever he had free time, he would come to the herb garden, gather the three of them together, and earnestly teach them the basics of cultivation.

"The path of spiritual practice begins in the sea of ​​samsara."

"The human body has five great secret realms: the Sea of ​​Wheels, the Palace of the Dao, the Four Extremes, the Dragon Transformation, and the Immortal Platform. What I will talk about today is the first secret realm, the Sea of ​​Wheels."

"The Sea of ​​Wheels is the foundation of man. The lower dantian below the navel is the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Within the Sea of ​​Bitterness is the Spring of Life, and above the Spring of Life is a divine bridge that leads to the other shore."

Elder Wu Qingfeng's voice echoed through the herb garden.

"The first step in your spiritual practice is to sense your own 'life wheel.' It lies dormant in the sea of ​​suffering; that is where your life essence resides."

"Sensing it, then guiding the flow of vital energy, ultimately opening the sea of ​​suffering!"

Under Wu Qingfeng's guidance, the three began their initial attempt.

Pang Bo possesses an extraordinary physique, has the bloodline of a demon god, and has also consumed a sacred fruit, making him exceptionally talented.

Following Professor Wu Qingfeng's method, he sat cross-legged for three days and three nights, and finally, during one of his cultivation sessions, his whole body suddenly trembled.

"I can feel it!" Pang Bo shouted excitedly.

He "saw" that in his chaotic sea of ​​suffering, there was a hazy radiance rising and falling, which was the wheel of his life.

"Very good." Elder Wu Qingfeng smiled with satisfaction. "Pang Bo, you have entered the first stage. Next, what you need to do is try to guide the essence in the Wheel of Life and make it flow, in preparation for opening the sea of ​​suffering."

Pang Bo's cultivation practice was on the right track from then on, and his progress was rapid and steady.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, encountered an enormous problem.

He sat cross-legged for ten days, a month...

He could feel his body filled with power under the nourishment of the sacred fruit, but no matter how he meditated or sensed, his sea of ​​suffering remained dead silent.

It was as if it were not flesh and blood, but a piece of hard divine iron.

He was unable to sense his own life wheel.

"Elder...I..." Ye Fan opened his eyes, his voice hoarse.

Wu Qingfeng looked at him and sighed, "Ye Fan, your physique... alas. The Ancient Sacred Body is inherently different from ordinary people. Don't give up, try more, perhaps... perhaps a miracle will happen."

Elder Wu Qingfeng has passed away.

Ye Fan did not give up.

During the day, he worked frantically in the herb garden, turning the soil, watering, and taking on all the physical labor.

In the evening, he would sit on the edge of the herb garden and try to sense it again and again.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, then dried in the night breeze.

He gained nothing.

……

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

After finishing his outer sect training, Pang Bo strolled over to the herb garden to keep Ye Fan and Jiang Xuan company.

"Ye Zi, don't worry. You can definitely do it." Pang Bo sat down next to Ye Fan and comforted him. "You forgot, we've eaten more sacred fruits than others."

Ye Fan didn't speak; he simply closed his eyes and continued to assault that desolate sea of ​​suffering.

"Sigh." Pang Bo sighed and looked into the distance.

On the softest patch of grass in the herb garden, Jiang Xuan was lying sprawled out, fast asleep, with soft snores emanating from him.

These past few months, Jiang Xuan's life has been extremely comfortable.

He supervised Ye Fan's work every day, and then found the most comfortable place for himself to lie down and sleep.

"I really envy my uncle," Pang Bo muttered to himself. "He's just an ordinary person, yet he lives the most carefree life."

Just then, Jiang Xuan's snoring stopped.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up, and yawned widely.

"What are you two doing making such a racket in the middle of the night?" Jiang Xuan complained sleepily. "You're disturbing my rest."

Pang Bo said with a wry smile, "Uncle, we're cultivating right now. Ye Zi is stuck."

"Stuck?" Jiang Xuan glanced at Ye Fan. "It's just opening up the sea of ​​suffering, what's the big deal?"

Upon hearing this, Pang Bo immediately perked up: "Uncle, you make it sound so easy. Elder Wu Qingfeng said that opening the sea of ​​suffering is the first and most difficult hurdle in cultivation, and only one in ten thousand succeeds. I've been sensing the Wheel of Life for a month now, and I still don't dare to easily attempt to break through the sea of ​​suffering."

Ye Fan also opened his eyes. He knew his uncle was mysterious, so perhaps he really did have a way?

"Uncle, you..."

"Is it difficult?" Jiang Xuan stood up and stretched his limbs.

He looked at Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

"Forget it, look how much trouble you're putting in."

He suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Xiao Fan, Pang Bo, you two come here and protect me. I'll put on a show for you."

"Huh?" Pang Bo was taken aback.

Ye Fan was also somewhat puzzled, but he still stood up.

Jiang Xuan gestured for the two to stand at the two entrances to the herb garden and not let anyone in.

After doing all this, he walked to the center of the herb garden and sat down cross-legged again.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo watched him nervously.

Jiang Xuan closed his eyes.

He was looking inward at his own mind.

In that equally desolate sea of ​​suffering, a small, nine-colored immortal cauldron covered with mysterious patterns floated quietly.

"Ding, ding, do me a favor," Jiang Xuan communicated in his mind. "Give me some energy. My nephew is watching from the side. As his uncle, I can't be even more useless than his useless body, can I?"

"Buzz..."

The Nine-Colored Immortal Cauldron seemed to understand and trembled slightly.

The next moment, under the astonished gazes of Ye Fan and Pang Bo...

A fruit appeared out of thin air in Jiang Xuan's hand.

The fruit was entirely crimson, radiating an otherworldly glow, and its rich aroma instantly filled the entire herb garden.

"Sacred...Sacred Fruit!" Ye Fan and Pang Bo exclaimed simultaneously.

This is the very sacred fruit they ate by the divine spring in the ancient forbidden land!

They thought they had finished eating long ago, but they didn't expect their uncle to still be hiding some.

"Uncle, you..."

Shh, watch the show.

Jiang Xuan didn't give them time to react. He opened his mouth and swallowed the sacred fruit with a "crunch".

"boom--!"

An immense and indescribable divine power exploded within Jiang Xuan's body in an instant!

"Buzzing—"

Jiang Xuan's body trembled violently.

It seemed as if countless golden dragons were swimming beneath his skin.

"Oh no, the energy is too great... it's going to explode..."

Jiang Xuan was startled.

Just then, the Nine-Colored Immortal Cauldron in his Sea of ​​Bitterness trembled once more.

"boom!"

The celestial cauldron was like a bottomless black hole, instantly absorbing all of that violent divine power!

then……

"Thump!"

A sound, seemingly from the primordial era, emanated from Jiang Xuan's body!

"What was that sound?" Pang Bo's face turned pale.

"It's...it's coming from my uncle's body!" Ye Fan exclaimed in horror.

Before he could finish speaking...

"laugh--!"

A golden light suddenly pierced through Jiang Xuan's clothes at his lower dantian!

The light started as a single point, but then quickly expanded!

"Boom!"

The golden sea of ​​suffering has been opened!

That wasn't a trickle, it was a golden ocean!

Endless divine radiance burst forth from Jiang Xuan's sea of ​​suffering, soaring into the sky!

The golden light instantly illuminated the entire herb garden, as if daytime had arrived.

Sacred, vast, magnificent!