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

Possession!

This is not a legacy at all, but a carefully laid trap for possession that has been set up for three thousand years!

Those three "treasures" already contained the last wisp of Xuan Gu Shangren's complete remnant soul. Once the blood was used to bind them, the remnant soul would connect through the bloodline, directly invade the sea of ​​consciousness, devour the original owner's soul, and take over the physical body!

The moment the azure light rushed into Qin Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, Xuan Gu Shangren saw that vast, star-like space of divine consciousness.

"Good! Good! Good!" The remnant soul rejoiced. "Such a vast and resilient sea of ​​consciousness is simply a perfect breeding ground for souls to seize bodies! Kid, rest assured, I will make good use of your physical body for you—hmm?"

Its ecstasy came to an abrupt end.

Because those three "treasures" that carried its remnant soul suddenly... disappeared the moment they entered Qin Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

It wasn't refined, nor was it blocked; rather, it was as if its existence was directly erased by some invisible force, leaving not even a trace.

The remnant soul of Xuan Gu Shangren stood frozen in place.

What about those three things? What about the container that held it for three thousand years? Without a container, its remnant soul is exposed to the consciousness of others, like a rootless duckweed, which may be crushed by its master's divine consciousness at any time!

"What happened?!" it shrieked. "Where did you put my treasure?!"

Qin Yuan's consciousness coalesced in his sea of ​​consciousness, calmly gazing at the wisp of ghostly blue remnant soul: "Sacrifice."

"Offer...offer a sacrifice?" Master Xuan Gu was dumbfounded.

It spent three thousand years setting a trap, using its life's treasures as bait, and finally obtained a perfect physical body. But the other party, upon receiving the treasure, didn't even glance at it, and immediately sacrificed itself?

That's a Dao Integration stage cultivator's natal magic weapon and inheritance! Even a Mahayana stage cultivator would be tempted by it! And this kid actually sacrificed it?!

"Who...who did you sacrifice to?!" Master Xuan Gu's voice trembled.

"It's none of your business." Qin Yuan raised his hand, and the endless divine power in his sea of ​​consciousness began to surge, pressing down on the remnant soul like a tide.

"No—!!!" Xuan Gu Shangren's remnant soul screamed, "You can't kill me! I am a Dao Integration stage expert! I have countless secret techniques and divine abilities! I can teach you—"

Before he could finish speaking, the wave of divine consciousness had completely overwhelmed him.

The remnant soul of the Dao Integration stage was indeed powerful, but that was in its previous life. Now, with only a wisp of remnant soul remaining, and within Qin Yuan's own domain of consciousness, facing the Nascent Soul stage divine consciousness that had advanced from the Nine Revolutions Golden Core stage, it had no power to resist at all.

"puff."

A slight cracking sound.

The ghostly blue flames were completely extinguished.

The last thought before the remnant soul dissipated was: Three thousand years... what kind of monster have I been waiting for...?

Outside, Qin Yuan opened his eyes.

The main hall was restored to its original state, and the skeleton still stood there, but the flames in its eye sockets had been extinguished.

He looked at the system panel.

The moment those three "treasures" were sacrificed, system notifications flooded the screen:

[Sacrifice the "Mysterious Bone Ring" (a storage magic item for Dao Integration stage cultivators) to gain +50000 energy]

[Sacrifice the "Mysterious Bone Scripture" (Dao Integration Stage cultivation method) to gain +80000 energy]

[Sacrifice the "Mysterious Bone Sword" (a Dao Integration Stage Natal Magic Weapon) to gain +60000 Energy]

A total of 190,000 energy!

The numbers on the system panel were jumping wildly:

[System that Increases Cultivation by Forty Years in a Single Day]

Current level: 3 (190000/100000)

[Energy overflow, system upgrade in progress...]

Upgrade successful!

[System that increases cultivation by forty years in a day → System that increases cultivation by eighty years in a day]

Current level: 4 (90000/500000)

[New Feature Unlocked: Cultivation Points Can Be Accumulated and Stored, Maximum Storage Time: Ten Days]

[New Feature: Energy Conversion - Excess energy can be converted into a temporary state of enlightenment]

Eighty years in a day!

Storing it for ten days is equivalent to eight hundred years of cultivation!

It also has the function of energy transformation and enlightenment!

A sharp glint flashed in Qin Yuan's eyes.

This is a huge profit!

Not only did he kill the remnant soul of the Dao Integration Realm who had possessed his body, but he also caused the system to level up. Now, the cultivation he extracts every day has doubled, the storage time has doubled, and he has also gained the Enlightenment function—his capital for breaking through to a higher realm is more abundant than ever before.

He looked at the skeleton.

Although Master Xuan Gu harbored ill intentions, what he left behind was undeniably valuable. Besides the three sacrificial treasures, the withered bones themselves were also treasures—the remains of a Dao Integration stage cultivator, preserved for three thousand years, containing essence and Daoist charm that were of immense benefit to cultivation.

Qin Yuan walked up to the skeleton and placed his hand on the skull.

"I'm sorry."

Spiritual energy surged in and began to refine it.

three days later.

The withered bones turned into a pile of white powder, the essence of which had been completely absorbed by Qin Yuan. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the Nascent Soul spiritual power within his body had become even stronger, and nodded in satisfaction.

This skeleton propelled his cultivation level directly from the early Nascent Soul stage to the mid-Nascent Soul stage!

Moreover, its foundation remains solid, without any sense of superficiality.

"It's time to go out."

Qin Yuan stood up, and a gate of light appeared at the end of the hall.

He stepped inside.

The ancient battlefield, the core area.

The spatial rift has shrunk to only ten zhang in size, and there are only three days left before it is completely closed.

Outside the rift, disciples from various sects emerged one after another.

Zi Ling from the Zixiao Sect emerged with her two junior brothers. All three had increased their auras, with Zi Ling even touching the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage. The first thing she did upon emerging was to look towards the crack, as if waiting for someone.

Kongming emerged from Liaochen Temple, his Buddhist light becoming more restrained, clearly indicating he had gained much. He clasped his hands together and silently stood aside.

Chu Wuyue, Yun Qingyao, Han Bing, and Ye Guying also emerged one after another. Although the four had not passed the fourth level in the secret realm, they had gained considerable benefits from the first three levels. Chu Wuyue's aura became even more violent, Yun Qingyao's mist became even more ethereal, and Han Bing and Ye Guying had also made progress in their respective areas.

But no one left; instead, they stood guard outside the crack, their eyes fixed on the gradually narrowing opening.

They are waiting for Qin Yuan.

On the seventh day, the crack was only three zhang wide.

On the eighth day, only one zhang remained.

On the ninth day, only three feet remained.

"He... he won't be in trouble, will he?" Zi Ling couldn't help but whisper.

Chu Wuyue's white pupils stared at the crack: "He won't die."

Yun Qingyao said softly, "Wait a little longer."

Just at the very last moment before the crack was about to close completely—

A figure in a gray robe stepped out from the crack.

Qin Yuan.

The moment he emerged, the crack closed completely and vanished without a trace.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then all eyes turned to him.

Mid-stage Nascent Soul!

Moreover, its aura was thick and solid, several times stronger than that of an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

"Junior Brother Qin!" Chu Wuyue was the first to step forward, her white pupils scanning him up and down. "You've broken through again?!"

Qin Yuan nodded: "Just lucky."

Kongming clasped his hands together, his expression complex: "Fellow Daoist Qin possesses extraordinary talent; this humble monk is in awe."

Zi Ling bit her lip, then stepped forward and bowed deeply: "Fellow Daoist Qin, thank you for your help in the secret realm. Before... I was blind."

Qin Yuan waved his hand: "There's no need to bring up the past."

Just then, a whooshing sound came from afar.

Several figures flew through the air; they were Lu Xuanfeng, the sect leader of Xuanyuan Sect, and elders from several other sects.

Lu Xuanfeng landed, his gaze sweeping over his five disciples, and his eyes immediately lit up with surprise: "Nascent Soul! They're all Nascent Soul cultivators!"

Although Chu Wuyue, Yun Qingyao, Han Bing, and Ye Guying did not break through in the secret realm, they had accumulated enough. After they came out, nourished by the spiritual energy of the battlefield, they all condensed their Nascent Souls one after another!

All five members of the Xuan Yuan Sect are at the Nascent Soul stage!

This is something that has never happened before in the trials before the Hundred Sects Battle!

The elders from the other sects all changed their expressions.

The elders of Zixiao Sect and Liaochen Temple, in particular, were shocked to see that only Ziling from Zixiao Sect had reached the Nascent Soul stage, and only Kongming from Liaochen Temple had reached the Nascent Soul stage. The rest of their disciples were still hovering at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

"Sect Master Lu, congratulations." The elder of Zixiao Sect forced a smile.

The elder of Liaochen Temple also put his palms together and said, "The Xuanyuan Sect has produced many talented people, which is a cause for celebration."

Lu Xuanfeng grinned from ear to ear: "Congratulations to you too!"

He looked at Qin Yuan, his eyes filled with relief: "Qin Yuan, you're very good."

Qin Yuan bowed: "Sect Master, you flatter me."

The atmosphere was much more relaxed on the return flight.

The five sat together, exchanging their experiences in the secret realm. Chu Wuyue recounted how she had fought a fierce battle with the mirror image for three days and three nights, Yun Qingyao spoke of her progress in cloud and mist magic, and Han Bing and Ye Guying also became unusually talkative.

Qin Yuan listened quietly, occasionally offering a few words of agreement.

Just as the airship was about to leave the territory of the Dark City, several streaks of light came chasing from behind.

They are Zi Ling from the Zixiao Sect, Kong Ming from the Liaochen Temple, and two other genius disciples from other sects.

"Fellow Daoist Qin!" Zi Ling landed on the deck of the flying boat, her face slightly flushed. "The Great War of the Hundred Sects is imminent, and I... I wish to form an alliance with you."

Kongming also put his palms together and said, "This humble monk also has the same idea."

The other two also expressed their opinions.

They had witnessed Qin Yuan's strength, and even more so, his monstrous performance of forming his Nascent Soul in three days and then seizing another's body. Such a person was undoubtedly a dark horse in the Hundred Sects War. Forming an alliance beforehand would be entirely beneficial.

Qin Yuan looked at the four people and said calmly, "In the Hundred Sects War, everyone must rely on their own abilities. If there is a real opportunity, cooperation is not a problem."

He neither agreed nor refused.

The four breathed a sigh of relief, left their contact information, and then took their leave.

The airship continued its journey.

Lu Xuanfeng walked to Qin Yuan's side, gazing at the distant sea of ​​clouds, and slowly said, "Qin Yuan, do you know what level the strongest opponents in the Hundred Sects War are?"

Qin Yuan looked at him.

"Peak Nascent Soul stage," Lu Xuanfeng said, enunciating each word clearly. "And not just any ordinary peak Nascent Soul stage cultivator—these are geniuses renowned even in the upper sects, monsters capable of challenging opponents of higher levels. Although you are strong, you are still far from their level."

Qin Yuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Two more months."

Lu Xuanfeng turned to look at him, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "Two months... is indeed enough for you."

He patted Qin Yuan on the shoulder: "Prepare well. This time, whether my Xuan Yuan Sect can turn the tide depends on you."

The flying boat pierced through the clouds and sped towards the Xuan Yuan Sect.