Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 430 Long Yuan
The thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before he dismissed it.

Just as Nie Zhaonan was at a loss for what to do, Elder Shen's body trembled almost imperceptibly, as if he had heard some incredible sound.

He looked surprised, but his expression was blurred, so Nie Zhaonan and Yuan naturally didn't know what he was looking like at that moment.

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Nie possesses the soul of a true dragon and is also Yue Li's disciple. Although you are human, in terms of relationship, you are considered a member of my True Dragon Clan. How about this, we have always treated our clan members with preferential treatment. You can take the 'Lieyuan Technique' and practice it for now. As for the exchanged items, you can make up for it later when you obtain suitable cultivation techniques and treasures." Elder Shen coughed twice, thought for a moment, and then said.

Yuan looked surprised; he hadn't known he could owe it. However, he didn't tactlessly ask anything.

"Thank you, senior!" Nie Zhaonan was stunned at first, then his expression changed and he was overjoyed.

“Yes,” Elder Shen nodded, his tone solemn:
"You must remember that the Lieyuan Technique must not be passed on to outsiders; only you can cultivate it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed at the air with his five fingers. After a faint spatial ripple, a pure white jade slip was firmly grasped in his hand, and he casually tossed it away without even looking at it.

Nie Zhaonan caught the flying jade slip in his hand, but did not examine it immediately. Instead, he put it away and cupped his hands in a fist salute to the person opposite him.

"If there's nothing else, you may leave," Elder Shen said calmly.

Nie Zhaonan naturally followed Elder Yuan and took his leave.

As soon as the two figures disappeared from the attic, a burst of light suddenly shot out from the staircase leading to the upper floor.

With a "whoosh," a muffled sound came from the stairwell, as if countless layers of invisible restrictions had been broken open.

A burly young dragon-human walked out barefoot.

"Greetings, Supreme Elder." Upon seeing Elder Shen, who was dressed in a gray robe, the young man greeted him with exceptional politeness.

"So it's Long Yuan. You found a suitable secret technique so quickly?" Elder Shen said with a smile.

"Elder, please take a look." The young man named Long Yuan took out an earth-yellow jade slip from his pocket and handed it over without hesitation.

Elder Shen subconsciously scanned the area with his divine sense and nodded slightly:

"The Heavenly Light and Earthly Sovereign Technique is extremely suitable for you. If you master this technique, even Long Yu will no longer be your match."

"Long Yu only has a slight advantage in speed, and he is no match for me, Long Yuan. I'm determined to take first place in this clan competition. I will also defeat the second and third place winners at the same time, becoming the second person to obtain the clan's secret technique at the Nascent Soul stage."

Long Yuan had an arrogant and confident look on his face.

"As for winning first place in the grand competition, if it were before, I would definitely believe you could have won, but now..." Elder Shen chuckled.

"Eh?" Long Yuan looked surprised and doubtful. If it were someone else who questioned his strength like this, he would definitely not believe it, but the person in front of him was a top-ranking figure among the Supreme Elders.

“Among the clan members, only Long Yu can put up a fight with me. Could it be that his strength has increased significantly recently?” Long Yuan asked.

"Long Yu is not bad, but he is still somewhat inferior to you. There is no way he can surpass you. I'm talking about a human cultivator," Elder Shen said with interest.

"A human cultivator? How can a human cultivator participate in my True Dragon Clan's Grand Competition? He is not qualified at all." Long Yuan frowned deeply, speaking each word with utmost seriousness.

“Elder Jinlong’s permission is beyond our questioning,” Elder Shen said meaningfully.

“I understand.” Long Yuan looked knowing and showed no objection. “It’s no wonder Elder Shen thinks that human cultivator will win first place in the competition, given that Elder Jinlong made this decision.”

Long Yuan also felt the pressure and stopped delaying. After dropping a jade slip, a bright yellow light emanated from his body, turning into a wisp of yellow smoke that flashed out of the pavilion.

"Elder Jinlong seems to be paying some attention to this human cultivator; he even sent me a telepathic message just now."

When he was all alone in the place, Shen Wuyue couldn't help but murmur to himself.

Meanwhile, accompanied by Elder Yuan, Nie Zhaonan went to the True Dragon Treasury.

The True Dragon Treasury truly lives up to its reputation as the culmination of countless treasures accumulated by the True Dragon Clan over the years. It is undoubtedly a vital location, guarded by three Grand Elders at the Mahayana stage.

The treasures in the vault were far more than ten thousand pieces; they were simply countless. Moreover, ninety-nine percent of the treasures were ones that Nie Zhaonan had never seen before, nor had he ever even heard of.

It truly broadened his horizons and left him in awe.

However, he did not forget the purpose of his trip. After taking out the Golden Thunder Bamboo and trading it for the Sunflower Water Divine Thunder, he returned to his cave in Qiyun Mountain.

Having obtained the Sunflower Water Divine Thunder, the most pressing task at hand is naturally to refine it into a natal flying sword.

So as soon as Nie Zhaonan returned to his cave, he immediately went into his secluded cultivation chamber.

Having already forged three sets of flying swords, Nie Zhaonan naturally knew the method of forging his natal flying sword by heart.

Three months later, with a loud bang, the entire secret room shook slightly, followed by hearty laughter.

Inside the secret chamber, Nie Zhaonan sat cross-legged on a blue futon. Several feet above the ground, several crystal-blue flying swords hovered silently in the void around him.

These flying swords were not only crystal clear, but their surfaces also emitted wisps of deep blue electric arcs, crackling and sparking incessantly, giving them an eerie feel at first glance.

Nie Zhaonan glanced at the seventy-three flying swords, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.

With a thought, the seventy-three flying swords that were swirling and dancing suddenly trembled, and a strange scene unfolded.

The sound of rushing water suddenly rang out in the secret room. Under Nie Zhaonan's gaze, the seventy-three crystal blue flying swords suddenly began to flow, turning into streams of water.

It completely turned into liquid!
These water streams suddenly converged at the center, forming a liquid mass the size of a human head.

With a flash of blue light, the liquid mass instantly transformed into a flowing giant net, a mountain peak, a tree, and even any shape of swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks.

It is truly unpredictable and incredibly bizarre.

Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out, and a deep blue arc of electricity, as thin as a hair, shot out in a flash.

It struck the barrier on the stone wall of the secret chamber in a flash, and with a 'sizzle', the barrier dimmed instantly, but the arc of electricity showed no sign of weakening and continued to strike the stone wall.

A piercing hissing sound erupted, and a large hole, over ten feet wide, appeared visibly in the stone wall. The hole's walls were uneven yet remarkably smooth, as if corroded by something, leaving not a trace of stone dust or ash. "The Kui Water Divine Thunder, like water, can freely change shape, making it impossible to defend against. Moreover, it can even corrode stone into nothingness; it is indeed quite bizarre."

Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly with satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the Kui Shui Divine Thunder Sword back into his sleeve, and with a thought, he stored it into his body.

After Nie Zhaonan stored the newly refined Kui Shui Divine Thunder Sword in his dantian and began to cultivate it, he closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing, feeling somewhat tired.

After two days and two nights, he suddenly opened his eyes, all his fatigue vanished, and he regained his energy.

Nie Zhaonan lowered his head slightly, pondered for a moment, then raised his hand, and a pure white jade slip appeared in his hand. He then unceremoniously probed into it with his divine sense and began to carefully browse its contents.

After a short while, Nie Zhaonan's expression began to change little by little, occasionally revealing a thoughtful look and a hint of joy.

This "Lieyuan Technique" is indeed a divine sense secret technique that is no less powerful than the "Nirvana True Demon Technique".

This technique is divided into nine levels. If one can master all nine levels, it will allow a Mahayana cultivator to possess a powerful divine sense comparable to that of a true immortal.

However, the conditions for practicing this secret technique are extremely demanding.

A powerful divine sense requires a powerful physical body to contain it. If one tries to cultivate this technique when the physical body is not strong enough, the body will crack, which is the least of the problems. In severe cases, the body will explode and the person will die.

Judging from Nie Zhaonan's own body refinement cultivation at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he could only barely meet the requirements for cultivating the seventh level of the 'Lieyuan Technique'.

After briefly examining the contents of the jade slip and gaining a general understanding of the Lieyuan Technique, Nie Zhaonan didn't waste any more time and silently began to comprehend the incantation of the first level.

Unlike the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique, which comes with its own insights and doesn't require you to spend time figuring it out, the Lieyuan Technique requires Nie Zhaonan to comprehend the incantation word by word.

However, Nie Zhaonan, who had already mastered the seventh level of the Great Evolution Technique, also had a great deal of insight into the path of divine sense. With this ability to draw inferences from one instance to another, he was able to comprehend the incantation of the first level of the Rank Yuan Technique very smoothly.

Time passed, and a month went by in this careful contemplation, until I finally understood the formula thoroughly.

Exhaling a slight breath, Nie Zhaonan waved his sleeve, took out the Lingzhi wine, poured out a cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Feeling the powerful medicinal energy within his body, and with his consciousness becoming clearer, Nie Zhaonan dared not be negligent. He immediately formed a hand seal and silently circulated the first level of the Lieyuan Technique to refine it.

Time passed slowly, and his expression remained calm, showing no sign of anything amiss, but his spiritual power was gradually increasing.

At the summit of Mount Qiyun, Jin Ling and Bing Feng sat facing each other at a stone table, sipping spiritual tea. Their voices could be heard from time to time, as if they were discussing something.

"Ice Phoenix, Fellow Daoist Nie must have given you quite a few elixirs and medicines. He's really been very good to you. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to reach the peak of the Nascent Soul realm in just over two hundred years of seclusion." Jin Ling's eyes flashed with golden light as he looked Ice Phoenix up and down, whose aura had clearly become much stronger.

"Brother Nie is indeed very good to me." A sweet smile appeared on Bingfeng's jade-like face. "As for Jinling, your cultivation has also greatly improved over the years, and you are not far from the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm."

They not only gave her a lot of elixirs, but she could use as many as she wanted.

"Alas, I am just a maid. Although Miss treats me very well, it is still far from comparable to you having a husband who supports your cultivation at all costs." There was a hint of envy in Jin Ling's voice.

Upon hearing Jin Ling use the word "husband," Bing Feng's jade-like cheeks flushed slightly, and she then asked:
"By the way, is Senior Yue Li currently in seclusion?"

“Fellow Daoist Nie doesn’t seem to care about this matter at all, and has never asked about my young lady. On the contrary, you seem to care more about it.” Jin Ling chuckled lightly, her expression ambiguous.

Hearing the slightly reproachful tone in her voice, Bingfeng quickly spoke up to explain for Nie Zhaonan:
"Brother Nie is focused on cultivation, which is why he hasn't had time to inquire about Senior Yue Li. I hope you won't hold it against him, Jin Ling. Brother Nie is a very kind person, and Senior Yue Li, as his master, has given him so many opportunities. Brother Nie will definitely repay Senior Yue Li."

Jin Ling let out a soft breath and said:
"Since Miss herself hasn't said anything wrong, what can a mere maid like me do? As for repaying Miss, I don't think Fellow Daoist Nie has any chance."

"No chance? Why do you say that?" Sensing the hidden meaning in his words, Bingfeng asked curiously.

Jin Ling thought for a moment, then turned her head slightly to look in the direction of the garden courtyard.

"Miss was only one step away from the Integration Stage. Since accepting Fellow Daoist Nie as her disciple, she has been in seclusion. Now, almost three hundred years have passed, and she should be close to succeeding."

"Given Miss's status in the True Dragon Clan, once she becomes a Nascent Soul stage elder, her position will definitely be above all other elders, only slightly inferior to the Grand Ascension stage Supreme Elder."

"There's no need for Fellow Daoist Nie to repay me in any way."

Her tone was calm, but very confident.

"Breaking through to the Fusion Stage?" Ice Phoenix's expression changed slightly, then she understood.

Jin Ling's statement, given that he was unaware of the existence of the Purple Cloud Cave, makes perfect sense.

However, Bingfeng, who knew the secret of Zixiao Cave Heaven, clearly understood that this cave heaven was too miraculous. Its only use was to accelerate the ripening of spiritual herbs, which would be of great use to any cultivator.

Jin Ling's lips moved slightly, as if she was about to say something, but she suddenly closed her mouth, her face changed to great joy, and she stood up abruptly.

At the same time, Bingfeng was also startled and stood up, looking towards the direction of the garden courtyard.

"Celestial phenomenon! Advancement has begun!"

The same thought arose in the minds of almost both women.

In the distance, hundreds of enormous, blue pillars of light appeared out of nowhere in the small courtyard.

Each one was over a hundred feet tall, with golden runes flashing on its surface.

Looking up at the nearby sky, one could see countless colorful orbs of light floating in dense clusters, surging towards the center of the courtyard from all directions.

Upon sensing this, Bingfeng and Jinling's faces immediately paled.

The commotion was absolutely astonishing!
Within the range of divine sense, all the primordial energy of heaven and earth frantically converged towards the small courtyard.

The surrounding spiritual veins of various grades spewed out far more spiritual energy than usual, as if they had been forcibly absorbed by something, displaying unparalleled dominance.

At this moment, a flash of silver light appeared beside Bingfeng, and Nie Zhaonan's figure emerged.

(End of this chapter)