Ultimate: Fishing Through the Heavens, Starting with Five Enlightenment Templates

"I'm a little tired, I want to take a nap."

Wang Mali covered her mouth and yawned slightly, then pulled the blanket over herself and wrapped herself up tightly. "When you go downstairs, tell my mom that she doesn't need to call me for dinner."

"Okay, I will tell your aunt."

Lan Tianyu nodded slightly, bent down and kissed Wang Mali's forehead before leaving the room.

Upon entering the living room, they found Mr. and Mrs. Wang watching television on the sofa.

"Uncle and Aunt," Lan Tianyu greeted them first, then said gently, "Mary is asleep. She asked me to tell you that you don't need to wait for her for dinner."

He then took his leave.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang quickly got up, warmly grabbed his arms, and repeatedly urged him to stay for dinner, or even overnight.

"Uncle and Aunt, thank you for your kindness."

"However, I still have some things to take care of, so I have to go back."

Lan Tianyu politely declined the two elders' kind invitation and, without further delay, quickly teleported away.

Not long after, he appeared in the living room of the apartment.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

There was no gentle inquiry from Tian Xin, nor any greeting from Xiao Ci.

Lan Tianyu was a little curious. Could it be that these two had lost track of time while cultivating?

With a gentle wave of his hand, the door was pushed open by an invisible internal force.

Inside the master bedroom, Tian Xin sat cross-legged on the bed, her palms facing upwards, her expression serene, with a faint blue light flowing around her.

Inside the guest room, Xiao Ci was in the same position, her small face tense, intently absorbing the sparse primordial energy between heaven and earth.

Both women were clearly immersed in internal energy cultivation.

Lan Tianyu didn't disturb them, gently closed the door, and glanced at the wall clock.

It will be six o'clock in five minutes, almost time for dinner.

With this thought in mind, he flashed and disappeared in an instant.

A moment later, Lan Tianyu reappeared in the apartment living room, carrying a dozen or so takeout lunch boxes containing home-cooked dishes.

At this moment, the living room lights were already on.

His gaze shifted and he saw Xiao Ci standing alone on the balcony, her head slightly tilted back, gazing at the darkening sky, lost in thought.

His slender figure seemed lost in thought.

"Xiao Ci".

Lan Tianyu called out.

Xiao Ci trembled slightly upon hearing this, then suddenly came to her senses.

Seeing that it was Lan Tianyu, and noticing the pile of lunchboxes he was carrying, a smile immediately appeared on her pretty face, and she jogged over:

"Uncle, you're back! Let me help you!"

The two of them set the food on the table together.

As the last dish was placed on the table, the door to the master bedroom was opened.

Tian Xin came out with a satisfied and gentle smile and took the initiative to greet her: "Xiao Ci, good evening."

Hello, Sister Tian Xin!

Xiao Ci responded obediently.

However, when her eyes fell upon the combat power index that Tian Xin had displayed, the smile on her face instantly froze, and she stood there stunned.

535 points!

How can this be?

She clearly remembered that just last night, Sister Tian Xin's combat power index was 307 points!

In just one day, it surged by 228 points?

She has been working tirelessly since yesterday, cultivating with all her might, and has only managed to raise her combat power index to 5 points.

This huge gap was like a bucket of ice water poured over Xiao Ci's heart.

But he reacted quickly.

Something's not right here.

Last night I compared our cultivation speeds, and Sister Tian Xin was probably about seven times faster than me.

She only gained 4 points in one day, while Sister Tianxin should have gained a maximum of 28 points.

This is a speed that cannot be achieved through normal cultivation.

There must be something fishy going on that she doesn't know about.

This trickery may have nothing to do with one's own talent.

Xiao Ci's intuition told her that if she wanted to know the answer, she had to ask the uncle, because only the uncle knew the reason.

However, the uncle and Sister Tian Xin were almost inseparable, making it extremely difficult for her to talk to the uncle alone.

But it's not like there's no opportunity.

Tomorrow is Monday, and Sister Tianxin will definitely have to go to class.

She could then sneak out to find the older man and ask him why Sister Tian Xin had become so strong so quickly.

No matter what, she must catch up with Sister Tian Xin's progress and absolutely cannot be a burden.

Lan Tianyu couldn't read minds, so he naturally couldn't sense Xiao Ci's complex emotions.

He saw Tian Xin come out of the bedroom and called out to her:

"Are you hungry? Sit down and eat."

Tian Xin sat down with a smile. She was indeed starving, having cultivated since morning without eating a single grain of rice.

The three of them said no more and began to eat heartily, quickly finishing off the food that Lan Tianyu had bought.

After tidying up briefly after dinner, Xiao Ci quietly returned to her room and closed the door.

Lan Tianyu and Tian Xin returned to the master bedroom.

"Honey~ I want to keep getting stronger."

Tian Xin stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around Lan Tianyu's neck, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"Okay, I guarantee I'll make you stronger!"

Lan Tianyu nodded slightly, reached out and grabbed the long, fleshy leg beside him, letting it wrap around his waist.

The demon army is about to invade the Gold Dimension, which puts a lot of pressure on him. He must seize the time to become stronger!

……

at the same time.

The Court of Military Tribunal.

Inside the deep, cold underground chamber.

The black dragon sat cross-legged on the cold stone ground, its body surging with dense, inky demonic energy.

With his eyes closed, he focused all his energy on circulating the Heavenly Demon Fusion, greedily absorbing and refining the primordial demonic energy left behind by the Heavenly Demon Lord.

Beside him were several heavy wooden crates piled up.

Several vacant-eyed zombies mechanically opened the box, revealing it filled with various precious medicinal herbs.

Ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, snow lotus, Polygonum multiflorum...

Although it is not very old, its value is still astonishing.

But all of these were looted by the Black Dragon at the behest of the martial corpses, without costing a single penny.

"Almost there! Almost there! The Heavenly Demon Fusion is almost complete!"

Black Dragon roared inwardly, his twisted face filled with fanaticism and anticipation.

"Once it is perfected, I, Black Dragon, will completely shed this lowly human body and become a truly supreme demon, fulfilling my lifelong obsession."

While refining the primordial demonic energy, he suddenly raised his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw, and grabbed at the medicine box beside him in mid-air.

Chi Chi!

A dozen or so condensed demonic energies shot out like venomous snakes, instantly entangling the precious medicinal herbs exposed to the air.

The demonic energy contained a powerful corrosive force, instantly turning the wooden box into ashes.

The medicinal herbs, enveloped by demonic energy, seemed to be drawn in by an invisible hand, rapidly converging towards the black dragon's palm.

Heilong didn't care about preparing medicinal cuisine or maximizing the medicinal effects of the herbs.

He opened his mouth like a glutton, stuffing the flying medicinal herbs into it all at once and swallowing them whole.

boom!

The immense medicinal power exploded instantly in his stomach.

The violent and mixed medicinal power surged wildly through the still resilient meridians of the black dragon, like a runaway horse.

The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, but the black dragon's face only contorted with excitement.

What is this little bit of pain compared to the temptation of becoming a demon?

He endured the excruciating pain that felt like his meridians were being torn apart, and frantically circulated the Heavenly Demon Harmony.

It grinded and refined this enormous medicinal power like a millstone.

Time passed amidst pain and hope.

After an unknown amount of time, the black dragon's body suddenly shuddered.

The violent medicinal power within his body was finally completely refined and absorbed, ultimately transforming into his own demonic energy.

An unprecedented sense of perfect opportunity filled my entire body.

···Requesting flowers···· ·····

"Now! Heaven and Demon unite!!"

The black dragon roared silently in its heart, seizing this opportunity to launch its final and most ferocious attack on the ultimate shackles of the Heavenly Demon Union!

Boom!

With the aid of the primordial demonic energy of the Heavenly Demon Lord, the final barrier was as fragile as paper and was easily breached.

Heaven and Demon unite, perfection achieved!

The combat power index is now soaring uncontrollably.

【13652……21541……32156……40000】

hum!

At the very moment the technique was perfected.

The black dragon, with a human body, underwent a dramatic transformation.

His teeth suddenly grew longer and sharper, gleaming with a chilling white light.

The skin on his upper body cracked inch by inch, quickly covered with a layer of hard, black scales with a metallic sheen.

A pair of enormous, menacing wings covered in black membrane pierced through the clothes on her back and suddenly opened.

The skin on his forehead tore open, and a cold, vertical demonic eye suddenly opened, flashing with an eerie red light.

An even more powerful, pure, and domineering demonic energy erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption.

A jet-black beam of light, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, shot into the sky from the demonic eye on the black dragon's forehead, ignoring the thick layers of soil and rock structure.

boom!

The beam of light easily pierced the ceiling of the underground chamber, tore through the earth, and shot straight into the sky.

In the dim night sky, it left a brief but incredibly striking mark.