I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

He turned and walked outside: "Where is he now?"

"He's in seclusion on Crimson Flame Peak," Han Bing said. "There's been no news of him for several days now."

"Seclusion?" Chu Wuyue paused. "Boring."

He thought for a moment, then asked, "Besides Qin Yuan, what other new faces have appeared recently?"

"Ye Qingshuang is in sixth place, and Su Lie is in eighth," Tie Zhan said. "Both of them were promoted in the last six months, and their strength is quite good."

"Ye Qingshuang... Su Lie..." Chu Wuyue murmured these two names, a fighting spirit gradually rising in her white pupils. "Where are they?"

"Ye Qingshuang is on 'Shuanghua Peak', and Su Lie is on 'Lieyang Peak'."

"Very good." Chu Wuyue grinned. "We can't fight the one in seclusion for now, let's warm up with these two first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he vanished from the hall in a flash.

Han Bing and Tie Zhan exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief in each other's eyes.

"Senior Brother Chu, that battle maniac... he's finally back," Tie Zhan said with a wry smile.

"Yes." Han Bing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. "But it's good that he's here. Let him worry about Qin Yuan's affairs."

Frosty Peak, snow drifts on its summit.

This is the mountain peak of Ye Qingshuang, the sixth disciple of the true lineage. Due to the influence of the "Ice Heart Technique" she cultivates, the entire mountain peak is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the temperature is extremely low.

At this moment, Ye Qingshuang is cultivating in the Ice Palace.

She was a woman in white with a cold and aloof expression, surrounded by pale blue ice crystals. With each breath, a chill would condense into frost.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

The ice palace gates opened silently, and Chu Wuyue leaned against the doorway, his white pupils scrutinizing her with interest.

"Are you Ye Qingshuang?" Chu Wuyue asked.

Ye Qingshuang slowly stood up, her expression solemn: "Senior Brother Chu."

"I heard you're from the First Peak, and your ice magic is quite good." Chu Wuyue walked into the Ice Palace, stepping barefoot on the ice without leaving any marks. "Come on, fight me."

Ye Qingshuang frowned: "Senior Brother Chu, I..."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Chu Wuyue grinned, and his figure suddenly disappeared!

Ye Qingshuang's pupils contracted, and her hands instantly formed a hand seal. Ice crystals burst out from her body, condensing into an ice wall three feet thick in front of her!

However, just as the ice wall took shape, a pale hand pierced through the ice and gently pressed against her forehead.

The movements were so gentle, like a caress.

But Ye Qing Shuang froze, all her spiritual energy instantly solidified, and she couldn't even move a finger.

"Too slow." Chu Wuyue withdrew her hand, a hint of disappointment flashing in her white pupils. "Your ice can't freeze me."

He turned and walked outside: "Come back to me when you can freeze my feet."

The words were barely out of his mouth before he vanished.

Inside the ice palace, Ye Qingshuang stood there blankly, the palm print on her forehead slowly fading away, but the shock in her heart lingered for a long time.

Is this the strength of the number one disciple?

Even her strongest defensive spells couldn't withstand a casual strike?

Half an hour later, at Lieyang Peak.

The eighth-ranked Su Lie was a red-haired youth with a fiery temper, who cultivated the "Blazing Flame Sword Technique." His mountain peak was the complete opposite of Frostflower Peak, scorching hot year-round, with its rocks glowing red from the heat.

When Chu Wuyue arrived, Su Lie was practicing his sword.

"Are you Su Lie?" Chu Wuyue asked.

Su Lie sheathed his sword, his gaze intense: "Senior Brother Chu! I've long wanted to learn your skills!"

"You've got guts." Chu Wuyue nodded. "Come on."

Su Lie roared, drew his longsword, and the crimson sword light surged three zhang, slashing towards Chu Wuyue with blazing flames! He had used all his strength in this sword strike; the sword intent was like fire, enough to melt gold and turn it to stone!

Chu Wuyue did not move.

He didn't even look at the sword light.

He simply raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and flicked it lightly at the incoming sword light.

"bite--"

A crisp sound.

The crimson sword light shattered instantly! Su Lie was struck as if by a heavy blow; his longsword slipped from his hand, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into half of the palace, coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground.

"Your sword intent is too scattered, and your skill is lacking." Chu Wuyue shook her head, turned and left. "Come find me again when you can control the flames to the tip of your sword."

In one day, they suffered consecutive defeats, losing sixth and eighth place.

The news spread, and the true lineage was shaken once again.

"Senior Brother Chu is back!"

"Still as strong as ever... Ye Qingshuang and Su Lie couldn't even withstand a single move!"

"This is going to be interesting! Who's stronger, Senior Brother Chu or Qin Yuan?"

"It must be Senior Brother Chu! He's someone who's touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage!"

"That's not necessarily true. Qin Yuan, that monster, can't be judged by ordinary standards..."

Amidst the discussions, Chu Wuyue returned to her "Wuyue Peak".

This mountain is peculiar; it has no distinction between day and night, and is forever shrouded in a hazy moonlight. There is no palace on the summit, only a simple thatched hut, in front of which lies a pool of clear water, the surface of which reflects the illusory moon.

Chu Wuyue sat by the pool, her white pupils gazing at the water, a rare expression of boredom on her face.

"Ye Qingshuang is too slow, Su Lie is too scattered...neither is interesting," he muttered to himself. "When will Qin Yuan finally emerge from seclusion?"

Inside the main hall of Crimson Flame Peak.

Qin Yuan was completely unaware of everything that was happening outside.

He has been in seclusion for six consecutive days.

For six days, he did not withdraw any of his cultivation power, storing it all away.

The system panel shows the storage bar is full.

[Cultivation Points Storage: 200/200 years]

Two hundred years of cultivation!

This is equivalent to the accumulation of two thousand years of hard work by an ordinary Golden Core cultivator!

"That's about it." Qin Yuan opened his eyes, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them.

Reaching the peak of the Golden Core stage requires not only the accumulation of spiritual energy but also an understanding of the laws of the Great Dao. Fortunately, the Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Technique is itself a cultivation method that directly points to the Great Dao, and the Nine Revolutions Golden Core laid a perfect foundation for him.

"Let's begin."

With a thought, Qin Yuan extracted all his stored cultivation power.

boom--!!!

Two hundred years of cultivation erupted suddenly, like a galaxy pouring down, like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting! If Elder Xu hadn't reinforced the main hall's formation, this surge of spiritual energy alone would have been enough to collapse the entire mountain!

Within his dantian, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir spun wildly.

The originally dark gold elixir began to undergo a qualitative change under the infusion of vast spiritual power. The nine patterns on its surface gradually merged, transforming into a profound circular pattern, as if containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. The elixir itself also changed from dark gold to pure gold, then from pure gold to transparent, and finally transformed into an indescribable chaotic color.

The ultimate Golden Elixir!

This is not an ordinary peak Golden Core stage, but a realm where the Golden Core has been cultivated to its theoretical limit! The quality of the Golden Core, the total amount of spiritual power, and the strength of the divine sense have all reached the pinnacle that a Golden Core cultivator can achieve!

He even... touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage!

Qin Yuan could sense that he could try to condense his nascent soul right now, if he wanted to. But a deep intuition told him—he was still a little short, just one last crucial opportunity.

"No rush." ​​He suppressed his impulse and slowly finished his practice.

When all the spiritual energy subsided, Qin Yuan's aura was as deep and profound as an abyss. He sat there, seemingly integrated with the entire mountain peak and the entire world, appearing right before one's eyes yet giving off a sense of ethereal emptiness.

The ultimate golden elixir leads to a return to simplicity and authenticity.

He opened his eyes, a fleeting look of confusion in them before his eyes cleared.

"It's time to leave the customs area."