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Chapter 154: A Century's Plan In the blessed land of Yunwu, mystical qi swirled amidst the clouds,
Chapter 154: A Century's Plan (End of Chapter) In the blessed land of Yunwu, mystical qi swirled amidst the clouds, shrouding the peak in an ethereal aura. Upon a hilltop pavilion, Lin Yuan reclined in a lounge chair, slowly inhaling the 'Prenatal Purple Qi' that appeared only in the early morning.
Prenatal Purple Qi was a type of heavenly earthly qi that could heal hidden injuries and nurture the physical body, greatly benefiting those who practiced bodily cultivation.
Compared to two decades ago, Lin Yuan's complexion had improved significantly, and his body had become much stronger.
"Young Master, here is the Yunwu Immortal Tea I prepared for you."
Spring Flower and Autumn Moon, two female cultivators at the Golden Core stage, approached respectfully.
After placing the tea before Lin Yuan, the two women casually moved to his side and began massaging him with their delicate hands.
"Young Master, cultivating the Bodily Cultivation Art is too arduous. Don't you need some rest?" Autumn Moon whispered.
"No need," Lin Yuan replied casually without opening his eyes.
"You two may leave now."
"Yes," the women replied. Autumn Moon's expression showed a hint of disappointment as she bowed respectfully and left the hilltop pavilion.
On the mountain path, Spring Flower and Autumn Moon spoke in hushed tones.
"The Young Master has incredible perseverance. To cultivate the Bodily Cultivation Art to the Golden Core stage, one must endure unimaginable pain," Spring Flower marveled.
While the Bodily Cultivation Art did not rely on spiritual roots, the practitioner had to endure endless suffering during their training. Moreover, it consumed resources at a much higher rate compared to cultivators at the same stage.
As a famous third-generation celestial of the Dao De Xian Zong, Lin Yuan certainly had no shortage of resources. However, the fact that he could withstand the pain of cultivating the Bodily Cultivation Art despite his upbringing of luxury and comfort surprised everyone.
"A Golden Core stage bodily cultivator has surging qi and blood, a robust physique, and an unparalleled physical body. Countless female cultivators outside must be longing for a partner who has achieved a high level of mastery in bodily cultivation," Autumn Moon murmured softly.
"Don't let your imagination run wild," Spring Flower glanced at Autumn Moon. "The Young Master is far beyond your reach, no matter what your intentions may be."
"Sister Spring Flower, I merely admire the Young Master. I have no other intentions," Autumn Moon quickly clarified.
"You know what I mean. Just keep your thoughts in check," Spring Flower shook her head.
Although they had been assigned to attend to Jun Wuji, and were prepared to offer themselves to him, it was entirely up to him to accept. As for forcing themselves upon him? Spring Flower and Autumn Moon would never dare.
"However, the Young Master has almost reached the pinnacle of bodily cultivation at the Golden Core stage. There have been very few cultivators in the Central Plains of China who have achieved the Infant Soul stage in bodily cultivation," Autumn Moon whispered.
While the Bodily Cultivation Art bestowed unparalleled combat power, its cost-effectiveness was extremely low. It required immense resources and did not extend one's lifespan.
Most importantly, the extreme pain endured during the breakthrough from the Golden Core stage to the Infant Soul stage was something no cultivator could withstand.
"Who knows?" Spring Flower said.
"After all, who would have thought that the Young Master would achieve such accomplishments in bodily cultivation?"
"Perhaps one day, the Young Master will enter the Infant Soul stage of bodily cultivation," she added.
An Infant Soul stage bodily cultivator, even within the Dao De Xian Zong, was no weakling. In the various regions of the Central Plains, they would be revered as formidable old monsters.
"I've cultivated the Bodily Cultivation Art to the Spirit Transformation stage, and yet I still haven't manifested any physical body divine abilities?" Lin Yuan shook his head slightly as he finished inhaling the Prenatal Purple Qi.
"The Bodily Cultivation Art that I practice is a fusion of insights from the top seventy-three Bodily Cultivation Arts. Could it be that the so-called physical body divine abilities are merely legends?" Lin Yuan furrowed his brows.
"However, even without the manifestation of physical body divine abilities, the Bodily Cultivation Art has brought me numerous benefits. In terms of combat power, a Spirit Transformation stage bodily cultivator can almost sweep through their peers," Lin Yuan thought to himself.
Over the years, Lin Yuan had intentionally revealed his talent in bodily cultivation, and recently, he had even publicly displayed his Golden Core stage bodily cultivation prowess.
He did this to persuade his older brother and sister, as well as his parents, to provide him with more cultivation resources.
If Lin Yuan were an ordinary person, his sudden surge in demand for cultivation resources would likely attract unwanted attention. However, by portraying himself as obsessed with bodily cultivation, he had a valid excuse.
After all, it was common knowledge that the practice of bodily cultivation consumed resources at a far greater rate than other cultivators at the same stage.
Coupled with Lin Yuan's status as a third-generation celestial, any unexpected setbacks during his cultivation would prompt his family to provide tenfold, or even a hundredfold, more resources to ensure his success.
And occasionally, he could seek external assistance.
All these factors combined had allowed Lin Yuan to not only reach the Spirit Transformation stage in bodily cultivation but also restore his martial arts realm to the peak of the fifth stage.
He was already in the process of soul bonding and transformation, and it wouldn't be long before he stepped into the sixth stage and returned to his peak.
Lin Yuan chose to reveal his talent in bodily cultivation not only to acquire resources but also to conceal his martial arts aura.
Martial arts was fundamentally different from the immortal path. They were entirely separate cultivation systems.
It was similar to the demon path in the west, the magic path in the north, and the ghost path in the south.
In the eyes of the Dao De Xian Zong, martial arts, magic, ghosts, and demons were all considered heretical paths.
If discovered, they would be subject to immediate suppression.
This was a clash of doctrines, unrelated to right or wrong, good or bad.
Take Jun Wuji as an example. Despite lacking spiritual roots, he could have chosen to walk the ghost path or cultivate the magic path, both of which would have circumvented the issue of spiritual roots.
However, neither his grandfather nor his parents ever considered letting Jun Wuji switch to these paths. Instead, they were willing to use the 'Nine Heavens Lapis Lazuli Water' to help him.
The Dao De Xian Zong had dominated the Central Plains for countless millennia, and if word got out that one of their disciples practiced the ghost or magic path, their ancestors would probably turn in their graves.
Furthermore, Jun Wuji himself had never considered turning to the ghost or magic path. The disciples of the Dao De Xian Zong were proud, looking down upon the ghost, demon, magic, and demon paths. Even without spiritual roots, Jun Wuji scorned any cultivation path outside of the immortal way.
"This is the clash of doctrines," Lin Yuan's expression turned slightly solemn.
In this world, the immortal path reigned supreme, and cultivators were the mainstream. As for the demon, magic, and ghost paths, they were considered heretical and were suppressed if they dared to rebel.
This had been the way of things for hundreds of thousands of years.
If Lin Yuan's martial arts prowess were discovered, there would only be one possible outcome: death.
Of course, given Lin Yuan's background, he might be spared, but his martial arts cultivation would be eradicated, and he would be kept like a caged bird, awaiting death.
To allow martial arts and the immortal path to coexist?
It was possible, but it wouldn't be achieved through words or the charity of family.
It required absolute strength.
If, one day, martial arts could stand against the immortal path, at least it would survive the suppression of the Dao De Xian Zong, just like the demon, ghost, and magic paths that continued to linger on.
If it could rival the Dao De Xian Zong without falling short, then it could share the rich resources of the Central Plains with them.
However, the latter was extremely difficult.
For hundreds of thousands of years, the demon, magic, and ghost paths had joined forces more than once, only to be crushed by the overwhelming power of the Dao De Xian Zong.
"I want to spread the path of martial arts evolution," Lin Yuan thought to himself.
"To do that, I must inevitably face the Dao De Xian Zong."
In the distant eastern lands, beyond the borders of the Central Plains, lay the lawless region of the East Sea, a haven for cultivators of unorthodox paths. It was a place where those who had fallen out of favor with the Dao De Xian Zong could seek refuge, as long as they kept a low profile.
"I shall begin in the East Sea," Lin Yuan decided. It was a complex region where the presence of cultivators from various sects and paths intertwined, and the introduction of martial arts would not stand out as unusual.
"Go to the East Sea, spread the path of martial arts, and establish a presence there," Lin Yuan thought, and a ethereal figure emerged from within him.
As this illusory figure stepped out into the outside world, it quickly solidified, emanating a radiant solar power, its eyes bright and alert. It was none other than Lin Yuan's 'Yang Spirit', the embodiment of his solar primordial spirit, a manifestation of his attainment of the fifth stage of martial arts.
The Yang Spirit was akin to a clone, sharing the same consciousness as its originator. Moreover, its strength was only a notch below that of Lin Yuan himself. At full power, it could rival any opponent short of the mighty Refinement Ancestor.
With a whoosh, the Yang Spirit vanished, embarking on its journey to the distant East Sea, carrying out Lin Yuan's instructions.
Lin Yuan and his Yang Spirit shared a connection, allowing him to see through its eyes and communicate as if he were conversing with himself.
Buzz.
Lin Yuan's Yang Spirit passed through the numerous restrictions of the Cloud Mist blessed land with ease, its form shifting from solid to ethereal as it ventured into the outside world.
"This endeavor will likely keep me occupied for a considerable duration," Lin Yuan muttered to himself as he turned towards the east and flew off.
Back in the mountain pavilion atop Cloud Mist Peak, Lin Yuan remained seated in a cross-legged position. Sending forth his Yang Spirit had been part of his plan all along, and in time, he would dispatch his Yin Spirit as well. These two martial arts primordial spirits were akin to his alter egos, sharing the same consciousness and possessing formidable strength.
Moreover, there was an additional benefit to having his primordial spirits abroad. Even if his physical body were to perish, as long as either his Yin Spirit or Yang Spirit survived, he could regenerate a new physical form. It was a cycle of creation and rebirth, ensuring his continued existence.
Half a month later...
"I'm close to regaining my sixth-stage strength," Lin Yuan mused, his senses keenly attuned to the changes within his body.
"Body cultivation..." His expression turned thoughtful as he considered the challenges faced by body cultivators in breaking through to the Refinement Realm. It was a feat as difficult as ascending to the heavens, and in the tens of thousands of years of the Central Plains' history, not a single body cultivator had reached that pinnacle.
As Lin Yuan pondered the intricacies of body cultivation and attempted to unravel the mysteries of the Refinement Realm with his heaven-defying comprehension, his expression suddenly shifted, and he looked up, his gaze piercing through the boundaries of the Cloud Mist blessed land.
(End of Chapter)
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