He fell off a cliff but unexpectedly gained a cultivation inheritance.

The night in the Kunlun Secret Realm was deep, but the vortex of spiritual energy atop the main hall of the Immortal Sword Sect's headquarters grew ever more intense. Azure spiritual energy swirled and coiled, like a giant umbrella piercing the night sky, continuously drawing down the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from within a hundred kilometers. This extraordinary phenomenon had persisted for an entire night. The entire Immortal Sword Sect was filled with joy. Although the disciples dared not approach and disturb the breakthrough, they all gathered around the main hall, their eyes burning as they gazed intently at the magnificent vortex, their faces filled with pride and anticipation.

In the world of cultivation, the wider the range of spiritual energy stirred up during a breakthrough and the longer the vortex lasts, the more abundant the spiritual power absorbed by the cultivator, the more solid their foundation, and the broader their future cultivation path. Yue Ling'er's breakthrough to the Core Formation stage, which stirred up spiritual energy over a hundred kilometers, is rare even in the history of top sects. Yue Buwei stood outside the main hall, hands behind his back, his spiritual energy subtly spreading around him, both protecting his disciple and guarding against any external disturbances. His eyes, gazing at the vortex of spiritual energy, were filled with satisfaction and certainty—with such a talented disciple, the rise of the Immortal Sword Sect was just around the corner.

In stark contrast to the festive atmosphere of the Immortal Sword Sect, the main hall of the Myriad Laws Sect was deathly silent and heavy. Ren Xiaoyao sat in the main seat, his face as gloomy as an impending storm, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the armrest, the oppressive atmosphere around him almost freezing the air in the hall. He could clearly sense that the spiritual energy of the Kunlun Secret Realm was being devoured by the Immortal Sword Sect at an alarming rate. The spiritual energy consumed by cultivators in their daily practice was incomparable to the spiritual energy required for a major breakthrough like Core Formation to reshape the physical body.

Especially for a genius like Yue Ling'er with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, the breakthrough to Core Formation requires an enormous amount of spiritual energy. In just one night, the total amount of spiritual energy she consumed was almost equal to the total consumption of thousands of cultivators from various sects over the past month. Many elders in the hall showed pain on their faces, and one of them sighed in a low voice, "Sect Master, the density of spiritual energy in the secret realm has already decreased slightly. If this continues, it may affect the cultivation of our sect's subsequent disciples." Ren Xiaoyao gritted his teeth and remained silent, his heart aching to the extreme, yet he was helpless—a breakthrough to a major realm is the most important opportunity in a cultivator's life. If anyone dared to send someone to disrupt it now, Yue Buwei, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, would definitely fight to the death. Even though the Myriad Laws Sect had a deep foundation, it was unwilling to rashly bear such a price.

As dawn broke, the vortex of spiritual energy above the Immortal Sword Sect finally showed signs of weakening. The rotation speed of the azure spiritual energy flow gradually slowed down, and its range slowly shrank, clearly indicating that Yue Ling'er's breakthrough was nearing its end. The high-ranking members of the Myriad Laws Sect's main hall all breathed a sigh of relief, and Ren Xiaoyao also secretly calmed his emotions, hoping that this "spiritual energy plunder" would end as soon as possible.

But the next moment, a sudden change occurred. A new surge of spiritual energy erupted from the main hall of the Immortal Sword Sect, and then a second vortex of spiritual energy quickly condensed on the ceiling! Although this vortex was not as magnificent as the first one, and the range of spiritual energy it attracted was reduced to more than eighty kilometers, it was still rich in spiritual energy and its fluctuations were steady. Clearly, it was another cultivator attempting to break through to the Core Formation stage, and one with equally extraordinary talent.

"Bang!" Ren Xiaoyao could no longer contain his anger. He slammed his palm on the armrest of the sect leader's throne, instantly shattering the hard sandalwood armrest into pieces, sending wood chips flying. "The Immortal Sword Sect has gone too far!" he roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Taking away three Core Formation Pills from my Myriad Laws Sect is already a disgrace, but they've even dared to use the spiritual energy of my Kunlun Secret Realm to break through their own cultivation levels! Do they think my Myriad Laws Sect is their training ground?!"

The white-haired elder beside him quickly stepped forward to dissuade him, his tone urgent: "Sect Master, please calm down! You must not act impulsively!" He lowered his voice, "Yue Buwei is currently protecting his disciples, and the defenses are tight. If we rashly intervene, it will surely trigger a deadly battle between the two sects. Moreover, our sect is the number one sect in the Pangu Immortal Cultivation World. If we antagonize the Immortal Sword Sect now, not only will we gain nothing, but we will also be branded as intolerant of our juniors and ridiculed by all the sects in the world. It would be a loss that does not outweigh the gain!"

The other elders echoed his sentiments, urging Ren Xiaoyao to prioritize the greater good. Ren Xiaoyao's chest heaved violently, burning with rage yet utterly helpless. He could only glare hatefully in the direction of the Immortal Sword Sect, his hatred for them reaching the very core of his being—these successive breakthroughs undoubtedly proclaimed the rise of the Immortal Sword Sect to the entire cultivation world, while the Myriad Laws Sect became nothing more than a backdrop to their rise, needlessly wasting a massive amount of spiritual energy.

As dawn broke and the first rays of sunlight fell upon Wanfa Square, an auction stage had already been set up in the center. The high-end cultivation resource auction was about to begin. As was customary, the patriarchs of each sect would lead their core disciples to bid on the spiritual materials, cultivation techniques, and magical artifacts they needed. Previous auctions had always been fiercely competitive and filled with a lively atmosphere. But today, an eerie silence hung over the square.

Although cultivators from all the major sects had arrived, and rare resources such as thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and refining materials of Earth Rank or higher were being displayed on the auction stage, the auctioneer tried his best to create an atmosphere, but it still couldn't reach the level of enthusiasm seen in previous years. Everyone's gaze kept drifting towards the direction of the Immortal Sword Sect's headquarters, occasionally glancing up at the still-swirling vortex of spiritual energy, their expressions varied—some envious, some wary, and some reassessing the Immortal Sword Sect's strength. Even the patriarchs of several top sects were whispering about the Immortal Sword Sect's unusual phenomenon of producing Core Formation geniuses one after another; no one was fully focused on the bidding anymore.

The Immortal Sword Sect was the only one absent from the entire event. Yue Buwei remained outside the main hall, never leaving its side, while Zhang Bufan stayed inside to protect Yue Ling'er. Naturally, no one had the mind to attend the auction. This absence, however, only amplified the Immortal Sword Sect's presence, and the persistent vortex of spiritual energy became the most eye-catching "focus" of the entire auction.

Time passed slowly until the afternoon, when the second vortex of spiritual energy above the Immortal Sword Sect gradually dissipated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth slowly returned to calm. No third breakthrough aura appeared. After learning the news in the main hall, Ren Xiaoyao's tense body finally relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief, a look of relief on his face—if there had been a third breakthrough, he probably would have really lost his temper and gone berserk, recklessly confronting the Immortal Sword Sect.