All Heavens Travel Together: Starting from the Great Xuanhuang World

Chapter 2 Ninefold Spirit Summoning, the Sword Pellet's Majesty

When the sun was high in the sky, Yang Li opened his eyes from his sleep and let the maid who was waiting outside come in to wipe his body and begin to take a bath.

Looking in the bronze mirror, Yang Li discovered that his temperament had indeed changed significantly. His eyes sparkled, his forehead was radiant, his shoulders were broad, and he appeared deep and composed.

This is a great thing, indicating that Yang Li has shared the talents of the other two of his own, and his body has undergone a complete transformation.

If Yang Li's martial arts talent was genius-level before, with the tenth level of physical body cultivation being the pinnacle, then his current martial arts talent is monstrous, and he has a great chance of reaching the Divine Power Realm.

For ordinary martial arts masters, it takes a lifetime to cultivate to the sixth level of physical body, and the tenth level is still unattainable.

Yang Li's bodyguard, Hong Lie, had cultivated for decades but had only reached the tenth level of the Divine Transformation of the Physical Body. This was the end of his cultivation journey.

One can imagine how terrifying it would be if Yang Li shared more and more of himself.

"Go down. When Instructor Hong arrives, there's no need to announce him; just let him in directly," Yang Li instructed.

"Yes, Your Highness the Thirteenth Prince." The maidservant acknowledged the order and tiptoed away with the bath tub in her arms.

"With one hundred White Sun Pills in hand, I can cultivate the Taiyi Sensing Technique left by my mother, break through the ninth level of the physical body, and become half a Taiyi disciple, with the authority of Heaven!"

"After the physical body reaches the ninth level, sharing it again will surely enable Liaozhai to protect itself and uncover more good things."

Yang Li sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate on the spot. He pondered the "Taiyi Sensing Technique," a secret immortal method, trying to understand its key points, concentrate his spirit, open the legendary Heavenly Gate acupoint, and truly embark on the path of immortality.

"Ok?"

Just as Yang Li was pondering this, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside. He had used the perspective of the local earth god yesterday, so his hearing and vision were so sharp that he could practically hear ants fighting.

Now, with just a few words, he immediately recognized that it was Hong Lie carrying two large gourds of pills, walking towards them.

"Uncle Honglie, come in."

Hong Lie, who was about to knock on the door, was taken aback. A look of surprise flashed in his green eyes, but he still walked in and said, "Thirteenth Master, I have brought the White Yang Pill that you asked for yesterday."

“Very good, it’s just a bit of a hassle for Uncle Lie.” Yang Li smiled. “Things don’t happen this quickly in the royal family. Uncle Lie, you must have been keeping watch all night and delivered it first thing this morning.”

"Once I enter the Taiyi Immortal Sect, cultivate to the level of divine power, and become a true disciple, I will never forget your kindness, Uncle Lie."

As Yang Li spoke, he stood up and took the gourd from Hong Lie's hand. He didn't move quickly, but Hong Lie still keenly sensed the dramatic change in Yang Li's aura as soon as they touched it.

It was early morning, only three or four hours since yesterday evening, yet the thirteenth prince had changed so much!
"It's all part of my duty. The Thirteenth Prince is destined to enter the immortal sect. I'm just waiting for the day His Highness will join the Taiyi Sect."

Hong Lie bowed and clasped his hands, clearly acknowledging Yang Li's future prospects.

After all, Yang Li's aunt was that important figure, Yan Shuiyi. Even a little bit of something slipping through her fingers would be enough for him to enjoy endlessly.

Even if he was one of the top experts in the Han Dynasty, he was not even an ant in front of such a great figure.

Now that he is properly assisting this thirteenth prince, he can step onto the path of immortality in the future. Why would he find it troublesome? He even wishes Yang Li would give him more instructions.

"Alright, I'll start cultivating now. Uncle Lie, you stay outside and prevent anyone from barging in and interfering with my cultivation."

When Yang Li spoke, all the guards withdrew, none daring to disobey his orders, after all, this Thirteenth Prince was the prince with the most profound cultivation.

In no time, the huge prince's mansion was empty. Everyone had been cleared out, except for him, where only two large gourds of Baiyang pills remained, heavy with their weight.

"No wonder the secular world cannot produce true supernatural powers; the resources for cultivation alone are unimaginable."

Picking up a White Yang Pill, Yang Li shook his head and put it directly in his mouth.

Instantly, the moment the pill entered his mouth, a rich aroma of rice filled his mouth, and the mellow medicinal power flowed from his abdomen to his limbs and bones, integrating into his entire body's qi and blood. At the same time, Yang Li's visions were filled with phantom images, like those of a drunken man.

"What powerful medicinal properties! No wonder it's made from five thousand catties of White Yang Rice, refined through numerous processes, with the addition of many auxiliary medicinal herbs, and using multiple methods such as steaming, boiling, grinding, washing, and calcining... only one pill can be forged! The Taiyi Sensing Technique is indeed working at this moment!"

Having grasped the key, Yang Li sat cross-legged, pressed one hand against the "Tianmen" acupoint at the very center of his head, and focused all his energy on the Tianmen acupoint.

Gradually, following the method of cultivating the spirit in the Taiyi Sensing Technique, he first imagined his Tianmen acupoint as a world filled with calamities.

This imagination represents the understanding of the Taiyi Sect's three calamities and nine tribulations; that countless worlds exist in calamities and need to be saved.

Then, he imagined that all the blood and bones in his body had turned into a pure gray color, and that the holy primordial energy, as cleansed by thunder, washed away everything and reached the inside of his Tianmen acupoint.

This means using the body's vital energy to transform into thunder, extinguishing the calamities in the mind, saving oneself, and coming to know oneself.

The meaning of imagination is very profound!

In this imagined scenario, Yang Li clearly felt his vital energy and essence being gradually drained from his body, all of which was transformed into lightning to save his brain.

My body suddenly felt empty.

Crackling sounds filled the air as he grabbed a handful of Baiyang Pills and tossed them into his mouth, swallowing them like candy.

Fortunately, his body was several times stronger than that of an average expert at the Divine Might realm, especially since he was visualizing his Heavenly Gate acupoint continuously drawing blood and qi, which prevented him from being overwhelmed by the medicinal effects.

Originally, cultivating one's spirit and developing the potential of one's mind requires a strong physique, and Yang Li's physical physique is far from sufficient to cultivate the Taiyi Sensing Technique.

Fortunately, sharing one's talents and abilities is extraordinary. It's like three Yang Lis simultaneously cultivating the Taiyi Sensing Technique to train their spirits, thus achieving this effect.

That's why his cultivation level was much higher than that of the other princes.

Almost the instant he mastered the Taiyi Sensing Technique, Yang Li's muscles and bones became clearly visible under his spiritual perception, as if he were looking at the lines on his palm!
Instantly, his bones and muscles roared, and the thunderous roar of tigers and leopards echoed throughout the vast prince's mansion. His internal organs became even more tightly bound together, and under the tempering power of the medicine, his qi and blood flowed seamlessly, almost like sparks of light, flickering incessantly!

After a long while, he opened his eyes, and as the energy within his body surged, he was already outside the window.

He held a sword in his left hand and a seal in his right, which were the Liaozhai Sword Pill and the Earth Seal.

Puff!

With a flash of light, the sword pellet flew from his hand, slicing Yang Li's palm. Blood seeped in, and instantly, a feeling of flesh and blood connecting them resonated in his heart.

"This sword pellet could not have been easily forged, but that was in the world of Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. In the realm of immortality, heaven and earth are the furnace, and creation is the craftsman. I used my own blood and qi instead of lead and mercury to forge it. How can one imagine its wondrous nature?"

As Yang Li pondered this, his spirit stirred, and the sword pellet vibrated rapidly. A gust of wind shot out, surrounded by sword light, and cleaved a stone lion a thousand paces away, as tall as a person, in half.

Sword light weaved and danced between the prince's residences, stirring up a gust of blue wind. Wherever it went, courtyards were destroyed and rocks were shattered.

With a thought, Yang Li immediately stopped the "sword pellet" from rotating, floated in front of him, and landed quietly in his palm.

"I have truly reached the pinnacle of spiritual insight; my spiritual refinement is as pure as snow!"

After demonstrating the power of the sword pellet, Yang Lixin put it away with satisfaction.

He knew that if the sword pellet were to unleash its full power now, it would be no less powerful than a regular magical weapon. Although it lacked spirituality, it was no longer a mortal weapon.

The ingenious ideas of ordinary people are ultimately about arming themselves with external tools. Even a national court has its limits in terms of human resources.

With his sword-wielding ability, his spirit is boundless, allowing him to kill at any time and anywhere, taking the heads of countless armies, thus reducing his worries considerably.
(End of this chapter)