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Chapter 233: The Secret of Void Certification, the Enigma of the Fallen (Fourth Update Make-up!)
Chapter 233: The Secret of Void Certification, the Enigma of the Fallen (Fourth Update Make-up!)
“Rustle! Rustle!”
As the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner fluttered, a shimmering projection gradually materialized. Seeing this, Lv Yang hurried forward, bowing respectfully. “Junior disciple Lv Yang pays respects to Patriarch!”
“No need for formalities.”
The Yanluo Patriarch’s eyes narrowed slightly before he smiled. “I’ve finished organizing the memories of that Dao Aberration and the theories on Great Ascension’s Grade One True Qi.”
Though he was now technically the Pennant Spirit of the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner—and Lv Yang its master—he could not resist the younger cultivator’s authority. Yet Lv Yang still insisted on treating him as a revered elder, a gesture the Yanluo Patriarch found deeply satisfying. It made the sacrifice of sealing his cultivation for Lv Yang feel entirely worthwhile.
Without hesitation, the Yanluo Patriarch split off a thread of divine consciousness. Lv Yang retrieved a jade scroll, channeling the consciousness into it with a flick of his spiritual energy. Moments later, he began scanning the text, his eyes falling upon pages densely covered in scripture.
The title? Primordial Golden Palace Jade Scripture.
Could it really be that my unparalleled genius deciphered this?
Lv Yang’s face lit up with surprise. He swept his divine consciousness across the text—only to freeze.
The good news? The Yanluo Patriarch had indeed uncovered something.
The bad news? Not much.
“According to my projections,” the Yanluo Patriarch began, “if one refines their Qi following the Primordial True Sage’s method, the resulting true Qi is indeed flawless—peerless under heaven.”
It wasn’t hard to understand why. The Primordial True Sage’s approach was audacious: refining Qi using metallic essence, effectively applying Foundation Building Perfection techniques at the Qi Refinement stage. Such Qi would utterly dominate ordinary cultivators’ energies, rendering them obsolete.
“But… that’s all.”
The Yanluo Patriarch shook his head. “The quality of Qi is unquestionable, but as I’ve said—quality without status rank is meaningless.”
Status rank was the crux of cultivation! Refining Qi advanced one to Foundation Building, Foundation Building elevated one to Fruit Position. Without ascending ranks, even the most potent Qi was trivial to higher realms.
“The Primordial True Sage’s Grade One True Qi is theoretically perfect,” he continued. “A cultivator with equal cultivation wielding it would wield power ten thousandfold stronger than a third-tier Qi cultivator. You could crush an opponent with a mere breath. On the surface, it’s no different from Foundation Building.”
“But it’s an illusion.”
“A true Foundation Building expert—even the weakest—could still kill you with a finger.”
Lv Yang frowned. “Then how does one advance from Grade One True Qi to Foundation Building?”
“I don’t know.”
The Yanluo Patriarch paused, shaking his head. “The Primordial True Sage proposed a metallic-essence method for Foundation Building, but my projections proved it unworkable. Something’s missing.”
“Something I can’t identify. After all, I’ve only encountered third-tier cultivation techniques. I’ve never even seen a second-tier manual.”
At this, Lv Yang snapped his fingers, summoning a divine consciousness to retrieve a tattered fragment of a second-tier manual he’d ‘acquired’ from the Miaoyin True Woman: The Heavenly Primordial Universal Sovereign Divine Art.
“Patriarch,” he said, handing it over. “This might help.”
“Hm?”
The Yanluo Patriarch’s expression shifted from disinterest to intense focus as he skimmed the manual. After a long silence, he exhaled sharply.
“Cultivating external Qi to refine the spirit… Of course! External Qi—yes, that’s the key! When inner cultivation fails, seek the heavens beyond!”
His face brightened with revelation.
“Do whatever it takes to obtain the Qi-cultivation secret method from this second-tier manual,” he urged. “It’s critical.”
Lv Yang leaned in. “The Qi-cultivation method?”
“Exactly!” The Yanluo Patriarch nodded. “This is the greatest advantage of second-tier and first-tier techniques over third-tier ones.”
“The Primordial True Sage failed to grasp this because he never saw a genuine second-tier manual. A single phrase here surpasses ten thousand volumes. His talent was unparalleled—equal to mine. But like me, his fate was ill-timed.”
He gestured emphatically.
“The phrase ‘cultivating external Qi to refine the spirit’—this external Qi isn’t ordinary. It’s the energy of the celestial realms beyond! You must draw from the heavens themselves!”
“Only by refining this external Qi can your true Qi transcend ordinary realms—no longer pointing toward Fruit Position, but toward the Jie Tian from which you drew the energy.”
“The secret lies in drawing forth celestial energy from other Jie Tian realms to manifest their Fruit Positions in this world.”
“This is Void Certification.”
“How else could you prove a Fruit Position that defies the laws of your own heaven?”
The heavens rumbled as if in response, a thunderclap splitting the sky—a warning, or mere atmospheric coincidence?
The Yanluo Patriarch fell silent, then murmured, “That’s why second-tier and first-tier manuals are so rare. Finding a Jie Tian isn’t easy. Not a petty one, but a true realm where Dao laws manifest and ancient sages dwell.”
Such realms weren’t conquerable by Golden Core Sovereigns. Even True Monarchs might perish in the attempt, with wars lasting centuries.
“So that’s the secret,” Lv Yang mused, resolve hardening. His priority was clear: seize the Heavenly Primordial Universal Sovereign Divine Art from Miaoyin True Woman, no matter the cost—even delaying a True Monarch’s task.
“By the way…”
The Yanluo Patriarch glanced around the crumbling paradise. “This realm’s collapse… Did the Chongguang True Man fail?”
“Patriarch’s wisdom sees all,” Lv Yang replied. “Before his death, the Chongguang True Man mentioned an inexplicable repulsion between his Lampfire of Restoration and some force.”
“Do you know why?”
The Yanluo Patriarch shot him a wry look. “What, do you take me for a True Monarch? Even Holy Sect’s perfected True Men couldn’t unravel this mystery. How could I?”
His voice darkened. “At least Chongguang had a chance to seek the heavens. I…” He trailed off, shadows flickering across his face before he changed the subject.
“Speaking of failed heavens-seeking… The Primordial True Sage faced the same fate.”
“Wait—what?”
Lv Yang straightened, recalling fragmented memories from the Dao Aberration’s soul. Those details had been vague—extracted by Chen Xin’an rather than himself. But as a Pennant Spirit who’d often conversed with Chen Xin’an within the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, the Yanluo Patriarch knew the Primordial True Sage’s history intimately.
“The Primordial True Sage sought the Everflowing Water,” the Yanluo Patriarch explained. “Same result as Chongguang. The water rejected him, and he perished.”
“He died without understanding why.”
“Ambition drove him to envision ascending to Fruit Position, becoming a True Monarch, then perfecting his Grade One True Qi.”
The parallels struck Lv Yang like a thunderclap.
Chongguang’s Lampfire of Restoration. The Primordial True Sage’s Everflowing Water.
Same failure, same mystery. Coincidence? No. Some hidden law was at work, just beyond his grasp.
As this thought formed, a piercing clang shattered the air—a sword’s resonance echoing from the void.
A blazing sword beam streaked toward him like a comet.
(End of Chapter)
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