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Chapter 72: Aiming for Foundation Building!
Chapter 72: Aiming for Foundation Building!
The next day, Lv Yang departed the Refinement Realm.
As for what had transpired in the Secret Realm, he remained tight-lipped. Even Luo Wuya stayed silent, as though Lv Yang had never set foot in the Secret Realm at all.
As for Lv Yang himself, the Yun Clan Patriarch’s soul had already been cleansed by True Man Yinshan. Content to keep quiet and reap the rewards, he had no intention of spreading rumors. To put True Man Yinshan at ease, he didn’t even leave the Yinshan Mountains after exiting the Secret Realm, instead carving out a Cultivation Cave within the mountains to reside in.
Years passed in the mountains without notice. Ten springs and autumns drifted by in the blink of an eye.
One day, Lv Yang suddenly emerged from his retreat. He stared at the Mingdao Jade Scroll he hadn’t parted with in a decade, only to realize several cracks had appeared on its once-flawless surface.
“It seems even this treasure has its limits.”
For ten years, he had constantly channeled its power. Thanks to this, his expertise in various areas had advanced significantly—Formation Arts, cultivation, and most importantly, he had finally deciphered the secret techniques of the Supreme Yin Shedding Corpse Liberation True Art without triggering the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll.
He named his method the Yin Spirit Ghost Immortal Technique.
In essence, it was a false-death technique—by anchoring his soul inward and maintaining singular focus, his physical body would die while his soul would remain, allowing him to linger in the mortal realm.
Using this technique, Lv Yang could adjust his soul to mimic the state of a Foundation Building cultivator’s soul, thereby avoiding rebirth in the Wheel of Reincarnation after his body’s death. This fulfilled the conditions for the Supreme Yin Shedding Corpse Liberation True Art—“dying to then transform”—without activating the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll.
“In my next life, I’ll aim for this.”
After all, even the Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique had cost him decades of effort. The Supreme Yin Shedding Corpse Liberation True Art was even more formidable, and mastering it would likely take even longer. This lifetime was already out of the question.
Thinking this, Lv Yang retrieved another jade scroll.
It contained a technique called Heavenly Opportunity Theft, traded to him years ago by Zhao Xuhe, sealed with a confidentiality enchantment. If mastered, it would increase his chances of Foundation Building by another ten percent.
He tapped the scroll with his finger. As expected, after eighty years, the enchantment had long faded, allowing him easy access to its contents.
“Senior Brother Zhao is a man of integrity—no gaps here, even annotated.”
As he memorized the Heavenly Opportunity Theft technique, Lv Yang mused, “Oh, right—Senior Brother Zhao still owes me money from his last life. Can’t forget that in the next.”
Another month passed before Lv Yang finally left his Cultivation Cave.
This time, however, he received shocking news: the Three Rivers Association’s second elder, Luo Wuya, had perished attempting Foundation Building.
“How could this happen?”
Within True Man Yinshan’s Cultivation Cave, Lv Yang sighed deeply, “Brother Luo and I shared an unbreakable bond. I thought I’d reunite with him over wine and conversation after breaking through.”
True Man Yinshan shook his head, “A shame about Number Two. His cultivation technique was the Holy Sect’s True Transmission—The Celestial Art Scripture. At perfection, it forged the Celestial Art Treasure Qi, a third-tier treasure. Beyond that, he mastered a grand ability and had a Foundation Building Elixir. He had a thirty percent chance.”
Foundation Building was harder than scaling Heaven itself.
Lv Yang was already in his hundredth year in this life, and Luo Wuya was no younger. A thirty percent chance was worth gambling one’s life for.
Yet unluckily, Luo Wuya had lost his bet.
After a moment of shared sorrow, True Man Yinshan turned to Lv Yang, “I sense you’ve made a decision. You’re aiming for Foundation Building yourself?”
“Brother sees through me.”
Lv Yang clasped his hands and retrieved the Yun Clan Patriarch’s soul, returning it to True Man Yinshan. “After speaking with Brother, I’ll retreat again.”
“You truly are a talent—should’ve cultivated in the Holy Sect,” True Man Yinshan stroked his beard, smiling. “Looking back, I regret draining your luck at Skull Mountain. You wasted thirty years. If you were thirty years younger, your chances would’ve been far better.”
“Brother flatters,” Lv Yang shook his head.
“I never lie,” True Man Yinshan waved his hand, producing a jade plaque bearing two words:
Ascension!
“The Ascension Edict I never gave you at Skull Mountain. You took the Mingdao Jade Scroll instead. Number Two never used it, and Number Three died early at the Orthodox and Evil Battlefield.”
“Now, it’s yours.”
Lv Yang froze, then hurriedly declined, “Brother’s kindness is too great. I dare not accept.”
“Enough nonsense,” True Man Yinshan scowled, “Take it. If you truly reach Foundation Building, it’ll be a good karmic bond.”
With this, Lv Yang accepted the Ascension Edict, a flicker of hope rising. His initial goal had merely been to gain experience for his next life. But now, with third-tier Qi, the Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique, and the Ascension Edict, he actually had a thirty percent chance?
Could there be a hidden plot?
The thought made him chuckle. The Holy Sect was brimming with talents—unwarranted help always raised his guard.
“But if there is a plot, I’ll accept it.”
“Whether this life ends in death or not, I’ll die striving for Foundation Building. If not success, then martyrdom. Whether there’s a plot or not, it matters little.”
“If there truly is a scheme, I’ll beware in the next life.”
With this, Lv Yang stopped hesitating. He bowed deeply to True Man Yinshan and departed.
Unbeknownst to him, after he left, a shadow materialized beside True Man Yinshan.
The figure was a middle-aged man, majestic and sharp-eyed, as if no challenge could daunt him.
True Man Yinshan spoke first, “Well?”
“No luck,” the man shook his head, “The ideal age for Foundation Building is seventy to eighty. He’s already over a hundred. His chances are near zero.”
“True, though he’s cultivated the Supreme Yin Shedding Corpse Liberation True Art, he never completed the final transformation to become a Corpse Liberation Immortal. That would’ve added another ten percent. Without a Foundation Building ally, even you and I together won’t breach that realm.”
“We can only hope he succeeds.”
“If not, we’ll have to risk inviting an outsider.”
True Man Yinshan sighed, “You’ve already perfected Foundation Building and control the Reincarnation Flame. The opportunity is now or never.”
“Exactly,” Zhongguang Zhenren nodded, “Succeed and I’m blessed; fail and it’s fate. With the millennium calamity nearing, without becoming a True Monarch, how can we be the players instead of the pawns?”
“It’s better to die striving than to perish as a mindless pawn in the calamity’s shadow.”
“You and I, we’ve both attempted Foundation Building. We understand this.”
“Indeed, Brother.”
True Man Yinshan nodded, nostalgia flickering in his eyes before he sighed again, “Refining Qi cannot transcend. Foundation Building struggles for freedom.”
“So it has always been.”
Zhongguang Zhenren’s voice was cold, “Else why call them Zhenren or Zhenjuns?”
“A Refining Qi cultivator, no matter how brilliant, is still expendable.”
“Only by breaking into Foundation Building are we truly seen as individuals. Only by achieving Golden Core do we rise above the masses as sovereigns!”
(End of Chapter)
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