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Chapter 246 [Three Realms Ascend the Stage]

Chapter 240 [Three Realms Ascend the Stage]

"I can wait." The flower fairy's voice was very confident: "A path to enlightenment and sainthood is one that any cultivator, if they knew about, would never give up, even if it took decades, centuries, or even a lifetime—even if there was only a very small chance, it would be enough to drive any cultivator crazy."

Chen Yan remained silent—he admitted that what the flower fairy said was true.

In fact, even Chen Yan himself couldn't help but feel his heart pound when he heard about the "Saint Position +1".

Although I am only a second-realm cultivator now, if I can become a Saint Venerable... then when I come to the Domain again, will I still need to hide my identity like this?

I walk sideways!
"I already have the status of an outer disciple of the Heavenly Demon Yin Yang Joyful Union Sect. As long as I maintain my strength and grow within the sect and stand out from the outer disciples, I will have the opportunity to enter the inner sect. After entering the inner sect, I will become a true disciple, and then the chief true disciple... Once my status rises, I will definitely have the opportunity to meet that benevolent saint in the future."

Chen Yan slowly said, "However, this will probably take quite a long time."

"I'll say it again, I can wait." The flower fairy's voice was tinged with laughter: "I've been awake for over ten years since my consciousness was formed. I've waited all these years, so I can wait for several decades or even several hundred years. If it doesn't work, I can seal my thoughts and breathe in my vital energy, just like you human cultivators who go into seclusion to cultivate. Decades pass in the blink of an eye."

She seemed quite satisfied after receiving Chen Yan's promise: "Cultivators may not have much else, but they certainly don't lack lifespan."

“…Alright! Then I will accept this deal with you, senior.” Chen Yan took a deep breath: “Having received your gift, senior, I will definitely strive to cultivate the Dao. If I have the opportunity to meet the Sage Shanxiang in the future, I will definitely pass on your message.”

The flower fairy was clearly very satisfied with Chen Yan's attitude.

But then she suddenly said something out of the blue.

"Um... be careful."

"Huh?" Chen Yan was taken aback.

"I... have felt very uncomfortable for the past ten years or so since I regained consciousness."

"uncomfortable?"

"Hmm, this world makes me very uncomfortable." The flower fairy's tone was somewhat deep: "I always feel like I'm afraid of and repulsed by something, but I don't understand what it is myself."

That's why I released this misty fog here to conceal the vital energy and destiny.

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Chen Yan left.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting anything, when he left, he also took with him the remains of the substitute puppet that had been crushed into pieces by the flower demon's energy.

Although the item is destroyed, the materials are still valuable. Even if he doesn't sell it, if he wants to repair the previous substitute puppet, it's good to take this item back as a spare part.

Chen Yan left the pond and, after getting his bearings, did not go back to his original destination—the Sutra Repository. He decided to go there tomorrow.

His storage jade pendant contained three seeds of the fruit of the Beauty Cloud.

Back in the outer courtyard, none of the other students were there; they must have been practicing their skills during the day.

Chen Yan entered the courtyard alone, went straight back to his room, and closed the door.

After a slight hesitation, he took out a fruit seed.

Soon, the rich fragrance emanating from the fruit seeds filled the entire room.

Chen Yan's heart sank—this thing had a strong odor and was not easy to hide.

Moreover, there's something special about this aroma.

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Yan felt refreshed. The experience he had just gone through had left him feeling exhausted and mentally drained.

But after inhaling a few breaths of the aroma, he felt as if a gentle force was spreading into his heart and mind, gradually smoothing out and dispelling the fatigue in his spirit and consciousness.

My spirits gradually returned to normal, and my hearing and vision became sharp, just like when I woke up after a good night's sleep.

This stuff really does nourish the primordial spirit!
Before even consuming it, I inhaled its aroma a few times, and the effects were already far superior to the "Nourishing Spirit Pill" I had previously purchased.

and……

Chen Yan remembered something.

The flower fairy gave herself three fruits!

Actually, when I get back, I can take one of the fruits and plant it in my own yard—well, in the swimming pool.

Then, I'll have my own homegrown Beauty Glow. Not only will it improve the environment and increase the concentration of vital energy, but it will also amplify the effects of the Spirit Gathering Array.

Most importantly, this fruit belongs to the same lineage as this flower fairy!
It is a celestial treasure from before the creation of heaven and earth, a pure, attribute-free primordial power of the Beauty Clouds before the formation of the Heavenly Dao of the Realm!

The beauties in this realm are different from those in other places.

If this thing could be grown at home, then... I could harvest one fruit every year, even if the effect wasn't as good as the one given by the flower fairy—after all, the fairy was my ancestor.

But shouldn't it be possible to pick fruits that contain pure, primordial, attribute-free power?
Even if the effectiveness is much lower, it is not a one-off deal, but can be done continuously, generation after generation without end!
This deal is definitely worth it!
After inhaling the aroma for a few moments, Chen Yan felt refreshed and his fatigue vanished.

He hesitated for a moment, looking at the fruit in his hand.

In the end, my cautious mindset was suppressed by the urge to try it out.

Chen Yan took a deep breath, extended his little finger, and used the "finger sword" technique to condense a sharp wisp of energy. Using this as a blade, he gently sliced ​​open a tiny part of the fruit.

Then, cut off a piece of fruit about the size of a fingernail.

Just by bringing this small piece of fruit close to his lips, Chen Yan immediately felt a shiver from the depths of his soul!

As I approached the piece of fruit, my whole body trembled. Deep within my soul, an intense longing surged, and countless voices within me leaped with ecstatic joy as I looked toward the fruit!

Eat it! Eat it!
Eat it now! Right now, immediately!

He was so momentarily distracted that he didn't even have time to react before he dazedly put the piece of fruit into his mouth.

Before I could even taste it, the fruit pulp that entered my mouth seemed to instantly transform into a bright light, dissolve into nothingness, and flow down my throat...

With a loud bang, Chen Yan felt as if a sound had exploded deep in his mind. Then his soul trembled, and he shook violently several times, as if he had a seizure.

Every pore on my body seemed to open up and cheer wildly...

He felt his mental awareness was unusually sharp, and the tinnitus-like hallucinations allowed him to clearly hear all the sounds around him.

Even the slightest movement of air could not escape his divine sense.

But soon, Chen Yan realized something was wrong with him. He became increasingly excited, but his mind seemed to be slowly expanding.

This expansion brings a sharp, stinging sensation—not to the body, but to the soul and consciousness.

The mental pain was irresistible to Chen Yan—just like how he had repeatedly "sharpened" his primordial spirit, the pain at this moment was even more intense than that of sharpening a knife.

As the pain intensified, Chen Yan's vision began to darken.

Fortunately, before losing his last shred of consciousness, Chen Yan gritted his teeth and put the fruit in his storage jade pendant.

Finally, with a thud, Chen Yan fell backward, his vision went black, and he fainted on the bed.

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The sea of ​​consciousness is like a balloon being constantly inflated. As it expands, something seems to burst, and then the pure primordial power that is poured in is rapidly repairing it.

Constant destruction, constant repair.

This cyclical feeling, initially painful, eventually transforms into a wonderfully pleasant sensation.

In particular, the infusion of pure primal power caused his spiritual strength to increase dramatically, as if he had taken a powerful tonic.

However, the expansion of his consciousness and awareness could not keep up with the expansion of his spiritual power.

It's like a balloon that's been inflated with too much air, gradually becoming unable to withstand the pressure.

This is the most dangerous time; if you are not careful, your mind and consciousness may be burst!
But at that very moment, the influx of a large amount of pure essence caused Chen Yan's vital energy to begin flowing throughout his body...

at last.

"what?"

A voice reached Chen Yan's ears.

Instantly, the pure primordial power that was growing wildly within the nearly bursting sea of ​​consciousness was about to break through... but suddenly, this power poured out, flowing down towards some unknown place...

The danger of bursting has finally been averted!

Chen Yan gritted his teeth, and the darkness before his eyes gradually cleared, but his body was still trembling. The voice in his mind seemed to carry a hint of old age.

"Delicious! I don't know when I would have woken up without this bite."

Chen Yan's heart stirred.

He immediately recognized the source of the sound.

A thumb ring!

The spirit of the weapon!

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What made Chen Yan pale was that the voice of the ring spirit, which sounded old, was clearly unfamiliar!

It wasn't the same as before... no, it was those two ring spirits!

Chen Yan's eyes widened.

There's a third spirit inside this ring of mine?!
The first spirit that appeared seemed to have a male voice. The second one that appeared seemed to have a beautiful female voice.

Now, this aged voice, full of vicissitudes, sounds like that of an old man.

Although Chen Yan has regained some consciousness, he is still unable to speak, his body curled up in a ball, and he has no strength left.

Unable to respond to the aged spirit's voice, he could only grit his teeth, trying to regain more control and clarity.

Meanwhile, the aged voice from the ring continued.

"Huh? How did I end up in this godforsaken place, the Heavenly Demon Yin Yang Joyful Union Sect... I absolutely hate that guy Shanxiang's Daoist aura; it reeks of cowardice!"

"Huh? What is the Heavenly Demon Yin Yang Harmony Sect? How do I know this name? Also, who is Shanxiang? I can't remember..."

"Aha! The power in your sea of ​​consciousness is too much, it's about to burst you. Baby, I'll do a good deed and absorb some of it for you, so you don't end up with a shattered sea of ​​consciousness!"

As the last sentence fell, Chen Yan felt the primordial power surging in his mind's sea of ​​consciousness flow like a gentle stream towards a certain place.

The feeling of expansion and bursting was greatly reduced.

At this point, the rate of damage began to slow down, and the rate of repair finally outpaced the rate of damage.

The power of origin was rapidly nourishing his mind and consciousness, and Chen Yan's consciousness began to return and awaken.

Finally, he bit his lip and uttered his first words.

"Are you... also the spirit of my ring?"

"A thumb ring? A spirit?" The aged voice seemed somewhat confused, then said, "I don't remember."

"Then...who are you?"

"I..." The aged voice suddenly faltered, as if it were trying to think.

Chen Yan quickly replied, "The spirit that spoke to me earlier wasn't you. How... how many spirits do you have?"

This time, the aged voice began to answer.

"Let me see... Hmm, there are two creatures that seem to be lacking in energy and are still asleep. If you can channel more vital energy into them, these two should wake up soon."

Chen Yan blinked—not out of surprise at what he heard, but as he tried to regain control of his body: "So... how did you wake up?"

"The power you sent in was delicious; I'm very full—it's been so long since I've had any replenishment." The aged voice sighed, but a hint of weariness suddenly crept into its tone: "Hmm... I've been weak for so long, and haven't been able to eat. Now that I've eaten so much, I feel so sleepy..."

Chen Yan rolled his eyes: "Don't go to sleep yet! No! What's wrong with you guys? Those two are hungry and want to sleep, but you're too full and want to sleep too!"

The aged voice was already somewhat incoherent: "No, no, I can't hold on any longer, um..."

Suddenly, he seemed to struggle a little more, as if he had managed to regain some of his senses, and tried to say to Chen Yan, "Although I don't know what's going on, I'm giving you a piece of advice: the atmosphere here is not good for you. This Daoist aura makes me feel uncomfortable just smelling it—you absolutely must not try to comprehend this kind of expensive stuff, or you'll fall into a trap."

"Stepped into a pit? What kind of pit?" Chen Yan tried his best to ask as many questions as possible.

"...I don't know, but it's definitely something bad." The aged voice weakened again: "Shanxiang's Daoist style, seemingly following a path of harmony and integration, is actually a damn cowardly and pathetic cultivation method!"

Coward?

Chen Yan was taken aback.

"Isn't it just cowardice and weakness?" The aged voice grew increasingly muddled: "The pursuit of balance and fusion between natural justice and inner demons seems like the most righteous path... but in reality, it's an inextricable barrier, an unbreakable impasse..."

They were forced to take this path as a last resort, which is essentially... seeking to reconcile with the Way of Heaven, becoming its servant. All this talk of integration and balance is just to please the Way of Heaven...

If you can't break free, then give in and submit...

How ridiculous, how ridiculous...

We cultivators are inherently defying the heavens. The primordial energy of heaven and earth does not belong to us cultivators, yet we seize and plunder it.

Human lifespan has an end, but cultivators defy fate and use unorthodox methods to improve their bodies and extend their lifespan.

What is this if not rebellion?
The path to enlightenment for cultivators has always been the path of rebellion.

To rebel against this heaven and earth! To rebel against the way of heaven is the right thing to do!
Young man... you cannot comprehend the Daoist principles here.

Once you grasp that understanding, you become corrupted by the taste of that weakness and depravity. If you continue to cultivate along this path, even if you become a saint, you will only be a slave to the Way of Heaven...

It can't be repaired, it can't be repaired..."

After uttering the final three words, "Cannot be repaired," the aged voice grew weaker and weaker until it finally fell silent, as if the person had fallen into a deep sleep...

Chen Yan lay in bed for a long time before finally struggling to sit up.

He struggled to breathe, and the swelling sensation in his sea of ​​consciousness finally disappeared, but the pure primordial power continued to transform and nourish his sea of ​​consciousness.

Suppressing his shock, Chen Yan attempted an introspective meditation, observing his own sea of ​​consciousness and primordial spirit...

This one look left Chen Yan completely dumbfounded!

Within his own sea of ​​consciousness, pure spiritual energy swirled, while his original primordial spirit had expanded to more than three times its previous size!
If we were to use a metaphor, Chen Yan's previous mental energy was like an embroidery needle—hard, yet tiny.

At this moment, his spiritual energy loosely spread out...

He tried circulating his body's vital energy.

The next second, Chen Yan suddenly let out a cry of surprise!
"Holy crap! I've broken through!"

After half a year of hesitant cultivation, Chen Yan's current realm has finally surpassed the second realm, the Returning Origin Realm, which had previously been a long time ago!

Instead, they bought in one go and went straight to the stage!

Three realms of cultivation!

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Come on stage!

In the realm of cultivation, it symbolizes the ultimate attainment of immortality!

As a realm preceding the Celestial Realm, ascending the platform also signifies that from this vantage point, one can clearly see the path beyond the Celestial Realm!

At the Ascending Stage, a cultivator should have made perfect preparations in both Qi cultivation and Yuan Shen cultivation.

Both have been balanced in preparation for the future, when we will face the first perilous life-or-death threshold of the cultivation of a broken-realm celestial being—the Heavenly Tribulation!

Upon reaching the third realm, Chen Yan felt that the efficiency of the flow of his vital energy had increased more than threefold!
This isn't just about the speed of transporting vital energy for cultivation. It's also about the speed and efficiency of the energy circulation throughout the body!
Imagine if this happened during a battle; it would mean that the recovery of Qi would be much faster than at previous levels.

Use skills, cooldown time is reduced!

Chen Yan was shocked and astonished to have suddenly broken through to the third realm!

I had anticipated that the three fruit seeds given by the flower fairy would have extraordinary effects and would increase my cultivation level.

But isn't this effect a bit too good?

I haven't even had a chance to fully enjoy my food yet!
They scraped off a piece of fruit about the size of a fingernail...

The sea of ​​consciousness is expanded, and the primordial spirit of mental awareness is enlarged.

Even his cultivation level of vital energy has directly reached the third realm!
Reaching a higher realm brings a comprehensive and dramatic improvement!
Pfft!
Just then, a loud noise came from the courtyard outside the house, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground!
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(End of this chapter)