Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 719 Sunset and Moonrise, the Changing World

A bright moon slowly appeared in the sky above Crimson Flame Peak, shining on Ji An.

His injuries healed rapidly, and due to the tempering of his body by the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, his body refining technique had reached the pinnacle of the Physical Relic realm.

The next step forward leads to the Vajra Realm, the Nascent Soul stage, where the physical body is flawless and as solid as a defensive magic treasure.

The Five Elements Divine Palace spontaneously began to operate rapidly, and the refined spiritual energy was inputted into the upper dantian, while the golden magic crystal sand was swallowed into the nascent soul's belly.

The bright moonlight pierced through all obstacles and shone into the dark Niwan Palace, where the cracks on the nascent soul slowly healed.

Other cultivators could already celebrate, but for Ji An, there was still an important task to complete.

The Niwan Palace has been opened. Establishing the upper dantian into a true palace is a matter for later. Right now, he needs to strike while the iron is hot, comprehend the rhythm of the laws, and condense the nascent soul dharma form.

The Purple Heaven Divine Lightning had just dissipated, and it was precisely the moment when the laws of heaven and earth were active.

Each cultivator's Dharma form is different; this is the manifestation of each True Lord's enlightenment and true nature, a gift after accumulating profound knowledge and experience.

The bright moon above Crimson Flame Peak dissipated, and the noise outside gradually subsided.

A moment later, everyone saw a vast sea appear in the sky, with the faint sound of waves. At this moment, a white cloud rose from the sea, and the world was filled with a tranquil atmosphere.

As the moonlight faded, a golden sun rose from the sea, and the two suns shone brightly in the sky.

With a thunderous roar, the earth rose from the seabed, the ocean turned into mulberry fields, and all things withered and flourished.

In the image, the sun sets, and the sky is filled with rosy clouds. The blue-gray is inlaid with gold edges that resemble fish scales, winding into a long river in the sky.

The bright moon rises again, the earth is flooded, and the cycle repeats.

Master Yuxiao was filled with excitement, his voice trembling with emotion, "Haha, the Nascent Soul Dharma Form is complete, and the merit is perfected."

After thousands of years, the Golden Spirit Sect finally became a Nascent Soul sect, and its lineage will continue for thousands of generations!

The crowd sang in unison, "The mission is accomplished!"

Master Yuxiao shouted:
"Everyone, after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, True Monarchs will definitely need to seize the time to stabilize their realm. We should not disturb them. No one is allowed to set foot on Crimson Flame Peak."

He pondered how to address him when they met again. Calling him "Junior Brother" seemed a bit too forward; it would be better to call him "True Lord."

"As ordered."

Qin Yan's eyes were filled with fervor and envy as he laughed loudly:

"Should we hold the Nascent Soul celebration for the True Lord ourselves, or wait until after the Tribulation of the True Demon to invite our fellow cultivators to attend?"

Holding a celebration behind closed doors cannot serve its purpose of publicity.

Master Yuxiao replied:

"Haha, of course we'll do it ourselves. Who knows when the True Demon Tribulation will end?"

Lin Jiuxiao watched as the Dharma image in the sky gradually dissipated and said:
"Let's just do whatever the True Lord thinks."

He felt a strong sense of unreality; a sect had become a Nascent Soul power so easily?!

Han Yan covered her mouth and laughed, "That's right, we can't make decisions for the True Lord."

She felt a pang of emotion; no one could have imagined things would go so smoothly, but this was the best possible outcome.

Han Shan grinned foolishly, his eyes brimming with pride.

At the summit of Ningcui Cliff, Lin Lan heard that the thunder had stopped, but she did not know the condition of her master.

She paced back and forth anxiously, her sleeves tightly gripped by two delicate hands.

The strange phenomenon above Crimson Flame Peak was also discovered by the cultivators in the market on the west side of the Golden Spirit Sect. This market was originally established to facilitate trade.

Although the Jinling Sect's closed-off market town has declined, many independent cultivators still linger here because they have nowhere else to go.

The monks gathered in a dilapidated tavern to discuss what had happened. Someone said:
"At the beginning, purple lightning filled the sky and thunder shook the land for miles, which must have meant that a powerful cultivator was undergoing a tribulation."

However, given the scale of the commotion, I suspect it couldn't be a Golden Core tribulation.

Immediately, someone argued: "If it's not the Golden Core Tribulation, could it be the Nascent Soul Tribulation?"

"That's hard to say. The cultivators of Yuanhe Mountain disappeared without a trace, and in the end, one of them even underwent the Nascent Soul Tribulation. Could you believe it when you first heard about it?"

Many people felt a chill run down their spines. A once dominant force had vanished without a trace, leaving no trace. The power of the Xuan Yin Sect was terrifying.

"Hey, the Golden Spirit Sect and Falling Maple Valley have both closed their mountains one after another. They were so arrogant and imposing on ordinary days, but why did they cower when faced with a tough battle? They bully the weak and fear the strong!"

Someone said this with ulterior motives, their tone full of "sense of justice".

The discussion about the lightning tribulation ended, and the topic returned to themselves.

"The Xuan Yin Sect announced that a great calamity is coming. The other two sects only seek to protect themselves, while they are willing to accept everyone and fight the calamity together."

I fear that in another ten years or so, demonic energy will engulf this place, and what to do next is an urgent question for us.

I think if all else fails, I should join the Xuan Yin Sect; at least then I'll have someone to rely on.

The burly man with a red beard, Chen Xiangui, said in a deep, booming voice:

"I'm afraid we'll be used as cannon fodder. After all, the Xuan Yin Sect is a demonic sect. Once the great calamity is over, we might face another round of attacks from cultivators."

"Tch! With a Nascent Soul cultivator in charge, would those two cowardly sects from the Western Continent dare to make a move?" "Hehe, who knows, Nascent Soul cultivators from other continents might come. I've even heard there are old monsters above the Nascent Soul realm."

"Go ahead and brag! Tell everyone, what realm is above the Nascent Soul stage?"

The boastful person stammered and couldn't get the words out.

Seeing that the topic had shifted, the burly man with the red beard said mysteriously:
"I heard about a method to resist demonic energy and cope with the great calamity without joining the Xuan Yin Sect. Hundreds of years ago, when the demonic disaster was rampant, the sects of Xizhou brutally slaughtered some families."

These families were forced into becoming demon cultivators by a powerful demon cultivator. Now, those demon cultivators who fled to the Hundred Thousand Mountains have established immortal cities, and they also have the means to resist the great calamity.

"Demon cultivators? Wouldn't that mean they would turn into monsters with human heads and beast bodies or beast heads and human bodies?"

Those sects were simultaneously suppressing both demonic and monster cultivators.

Chen Xiangui scratched his head, revealing a simple and honest expression:
"I only heard this secondhand, I don't know if it's true or not, but these demon cultivators can transform into human form and won't be detected at all."

The reason cultivators hunt down demon cultivators is that these cultivators eventually become mentally unstable, cruel, and bloodthirsty. If this aftereffect can be overcome, becoming a demon cultivator would actually be a better choice.

He feigned a sigh and said:
"Those sects and forces don't care about our lives. The Golden Spirit Sect and Falling Maple Valley are hiding like cowards. We either have to join the Profound Yin Sect or the forces of demon cultivators. We have no other choice."

A skinny, monkey-like cultivator chimed in:
"That makes sense, but is your hearsay about demon cultivators reliable? Don't tell me it's all just made up!"

Chen Xiangui grinned, "I heard it from Cuilu Mountain Market, it might be true."

Cuilu Mountain Market is located on the westernmost side of the human cultivators' territory, on the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The skinny monkey cultivator nodded, "I've also heard old cultivators talk about what happened when the demon calamity broke out. Indeed, many families fled their ancestral lands."

The Chen family of Puyun Mountain and the Zhang family of Camel Ridge are both cultivators who left. Lingcui Mountain is adjacent to the Ten Thousand Mountains, so it is very possible that demon cultivators are secretly recruiting soldiers.

If we really have nowhere else to turn, we can use this as a fallback plan.

Becoming a demon cultivator might lead to mental instability, and becoming a demonic cultivator might result in mutations. Since it's death either way, I'd choose mental instability.

He chuckled lewdly, "Perhaps becoming a demon cultivator will make him extremely powerful, and he'll be indulging in nightly revelry without a care in the world."

"hey-hey."

A knowing chuckle rippled through the crowd. "So, becoming a demon cultivator is more promising."

Everyone engaged in a lively discussion, their faces glowing with excitement.

After a while, the skinny monkey got up, paid the bill, and left.

A moment later, Chen Xingzhou left the restaurant and met up with Skinny Monkey in a small alley:
"Brother Xianrong, how many cultivators can this tactic attract to join us?"

The skinny monkey shook his head. "I don't know, but we absolutely cannot let all these people join the Xuan Yin Sect."

The demonic cultivators are too powerful, which is disadvantageous to us. Just follow the orders of the alliance leader and clan chief.

The sky was dotted with stars. Ji An spent three days finally stabilizing his cultivation level.

He felt his magical power surging, and he felt that he could unleash boundless power with every move he made to flatten the mountaintop.

When a Nascent Soul cultivator cultivates, in addition to simultaneously improving the cultivation level of their physical body and Nascent Soul, they also need to continuously refine their Dharma Form and visualize strengthening their Niwan Palace.

The reason why the upper dantian is called the Niwan Palace is that one needs to visualize a palace through contemplation, with the nascent soul residing in it.

This palace is a sanctuary for Nascent Soul cultivators, capable of withstanding attacks on the soul.

For the past few days, Ji An has been staying at the top of Crimson Flame Peak, worried that if fellow disciples came looking for him, he wouldn't be able to find them in the small world.

Upon seeing him stop cultivating, a commotion immediately arose around him.

The earthen qilin let out a deep, resonant roar, and a small white tiger let out a domineering roar, and in an instant, a gale howled past.

The Black Tortoise raised its head high, the sound of waves spreading outwards, and the Azure Dragon murmured softly, as if the breath of spring was blowing over this black rock.

The fire phoenix's cry was high-pitched and as loud as the clouds. It was like a lively fire spirit, chasing the azure dragon in the air.

Having undergone the baptism of the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, the magical treasures' spirituality was greatly enhanced, and the Plain Cloud Banner and the Profound Origin Water Control Banner both successfully took human form.

Ji An laughed a few times and said:

"Form an array to protect me."

The magical artifacts immediately emitted various colors of spiritual light, and the artifacts disappeared into the spiritual light.

Ji An activated his Nascent Soul, and a chubby baby shining with silver light flew out from above his head, instantly flying hundreds of feet away.

The nascent soul stood in the void, surrounded by auspicious clouds, with five-colored spiritual energy flowing behind it, radiant and dazzling.

Like a bright moon rising, half the sky was illuminated, and its serene light permeated the mountains, making the surrounding area as bright as day.

With a thought, his nascent soul made a hand seal, and a blazing white-purple sea of ​​fire burned in the sky, which was the Heavenly Fire of Li.

The nascent soul once again made a hand seal, and the sea of ​​fire in the sky gathered and condensed into a fire phoenix, its cry resounding throughout the heavens.

The spells that cultivators can use, Nascent Soul cultivators can also use.

The spells cast by a Nascent Soul cultivator are at the same level as the spells a cultivator has reached.

This is also why Nascent Soul cultivators are willing to practice one or two spells; in the heat of battle, both the main body and the Nascent Soul can cast spells simultaneously.

(End of this chapter)