I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 342 - 276: Two Tasks

Another few decades have flowed by.

Chen Sheng’s Yang Soul of the Human Race has been staying in the Great Wilderness Valley, practicing alchemy, refining flying swords, comprehending Dao Principles, and patiently waiting for the Four Seas Bead to emerge.

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Meanwhile, in the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven.

The core of the grotto is where the Dao Rhyme of Yin Yang is the most concentrated.

At this moment, it is filled with spiritual energy almost condensed into a liquid state, with milky spiritual mist gently flowing along the cliff walls, transforming into crystalline dew drops upon contact with the exposed green stone, which then evaporate into wisps of smoke as they fall, merging into the air.

In the air, a vast golden bridge interwoven by the Yin Yang Qi spans horizontally, with its body alternating between gilt and dark.

Every line seems to contain the ultimate truths of the heavens and the earth from their inception, while under the bridge, a sea of clouds roils, sometimes transforming into a golden crow rising in the east, other times into a jade rabbit setting in the west.

At the center of the golden bridge, Chen Sheng sits solemnly in the Peng Emperor Robe, embroidered with intricate Yin Yang Fish Pattern in silver thread, which seemed to come alive with his breathing rhythm.

The gold and silver patterns slowly moved along the fabric, resonating with the Yin Yang Qi swirling around him.

His face, handsome and sculpted like jade, had his eyes gently closed, with a faint golden vertical mark appearing intermittently on his forehead.

As he inhaled and exhaled, he subtly pulled the Dao Rhyme from the depths of the grotto, transforming it into an illusion of Yin-Yang Mutual Generation and Destruction in his mind.

"Buzz——"

Suddenly, the Yin Yang Qi around Chen Sheng stirred violently, causing the golden bridge to tremble slightly, while the sea of clouds below instantly surged into a vortex.

He abruptly opened his eyes, which flickered with interwoven light and darkness, and with a light sweep of his robe sleeve, the Yin Yang Qi around him obediently dispersed like tamed streams.

He sighed silently in his heart:

"One hundred and twenty years of enlightenment in the grotto, and there is still a long way to go before I can comprehend the prototype of the Yin Yang Dao Principle."

In contrast, the Human Race’s Yang Soul had only observed Chen Xihua perform Dao once, and then comprehended the "Sword Penetration Dao Principle Prototype" after just seventy years of seclusion.

His Demon Race Yin Soul carries the Half-Saint Bloodline, automatically demonstrating the Yin-Yang Power within the bloodline inheritance, situated in a grotto specifically meant for comprehending Yin Yang Dao Rhyme, with the Celestial Venerable of Divinity Transformation frequently performing Dao to guide him.

Despite these lavish conditions, his cultivation and enlightenment progress seemed disappointingly slow.

Reflecting on the reasons, Chen Sheng thought to himself:

"The talent of a Sword Dao Genius is one reason, but more importantly, it’s the accumulation from a millennium of sword practice in the previous life."

"This life marks my first venture into the Path of Yin Yang, and although my cultivation speed has been astonishing, even surpassing many records in the clan, it still pales compared to millennia of sword mastery."

He gazed at the metamorphosing sea of clouds below the bridge and slowly exhaled:

"Moreover, the difficulty of comprehending the Yin and Yang Great Dao is inherently several times higher than ’penetration’. I still have plenty of time, no need to rush."

After a moment of self-consolation, the aura around Chen Sheng suddenly shifted, and he began his daily Qi Refining Cultivation.

Suddenly, his figure under the Golden Robe soared, and in the blink of an eye, he materialized the true form of a Golden-Winged Roc.

The thousands of feet long Yin-Yang Wings unfurled, slicing through the air, even tearing slight rifts in the void, casting a massive shadow that covered the entire cultivation land, truly living up to the phrase "blotting out the sky and covering the sun."

"Swallowing Heaven and Earth!"

The Yin Yang Qi within Chen Sheng’s Dantian converged, unleashing his Innate Divine Techniques, and he raised his head to let out a resounding roar that reverberated throughout the grotto, his sharp beak abruptly opening.

In an instant, the spiritual energy around seemed to be inexorably drawn, transforming into milky torrents rushing into his mouth from all directions.

The Spirit Dew condensed on the cliffs instantly evaporated, the sea of clouds was thinned to wisp-like threads, and even the Spirit Plants in the distant forests trembled slightly, sending accumulated Spiritual Qi along the currents.

Once these spiritual energies entered his body, they were rapidly refined by his divine techniques, transforming into streams of pure mana, circulating through his meridians to every part of his body, augmenting his aura even more.

At this moment, the mana around him condensed into a tangible golden cocoon, seemingly touching the peak of mid-stage Nascent Soul, not far from the late-stage.

Such cultivation speed is practically unimaginable for human cultivators, let alone ordinary demons.

All of this is due to the "Swallowing Heaven and Earth" top-tier divine technique of the Golden-winged Roc Race, whose efficiency in refining spiritual energy surpasses that of ordinary cultivators by tenfold.

The threshold for mastering this top-tier divine technique is also very high; in the Golden-winged Roc Race, only the scions with the Celestial Grade Top Bloodline have any hope of mastering it.

On a green peak several dozen miles away, five elders with white hair and beards stood observing.

They were clad in deep-colored clan robes, holding ancient jade staffs in their hands, gazing at the sky-encompassing roc form with eyes full of awe and contemplation.

"In just a hundred years, the Roc Emperor’s cultivation has surpassed that of this old and incompetent me."

The leading elder gently stroked the patterns on the jade staff, his tone carrying a hint of self-deprecation but mostly comfort.

"The Roc Emperor’s comprehension is extraordinary, mastering the Void Power thoroughly in just a few years; a few years ago, he even comprehended the Void Domain. Now, it’s only a matter of accumulating enough mana for a breakthrough to Great Demon Emperor."

The other four elders nodded in agreement; having watched Chen Sheng grow step by step, they were already utterly convinced of his talent.

Before long, Chen Sheng retracted his roc form, returning to his youthful appearance.

The creases on his Golden Robe had yet to smooth out completely, but the mana around him had already been neatly withdrawn, leaving only a faint aura of Yin Yang Qi swirling around him.

Seeing this, the five elders quickly stepped forward.

They held jade scrolls recording the matters of the grotto heaven, respectfully reporting on the resource allocation, the promotion of the clan members, and other trivial matters during this period.

Chen Sheng took the jade scroll, his eyes swiftly scanning each item, and within moments, he had finished processing everything.

He returned the jade scroll to the elder, not immediately turning to cultivation, but instead exchanged a few pleasantries with them, also instructing the clan logistics to prepare more spiritual materials suitable for the elderly cultivators.

These elders are the pillars of the tribe, the foundation for his future, and he always kept them in mind.

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A few days later.

The Spiritual Qi lingering in the cultivation land of the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven had not yet dissipated.

Chen Sheng had just completed his cultivation for the day, withdrawing the Swallowing Heaven and Earth divine technique, when he heard an aged yet authoritative voice conveying a message by his ear.

"Come to the Golden Feather Hall at once!"

It was the summons of his great-grandfather, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable!

Chen Sheng dared not show any negligence; the original form of the golden-winged roc, which had been in full display, was instantly restrained, the thousands of feet of his Yin-Yang wings receding like a tide, leaving only the handsome form of a young man.

He raised his hand to the air in a gesture, and the vast golden bridge hovering in front of him transformed into a stream of light, shrinking down to the size of the "Yin Yang Qi Diagram" in the palm of his hand.

On the diagram, the black-white Qi intertwined, drilling into his Dantian like living creatures, merging with the Yin-Yang power within his body.

Next, Chen Sheng took out a pure white jade gate from his storage ring — this was the portal for entering and exiting the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven.

With a flick of his finger, he precisely injected a stream of golden mana into the central groove of the jade gate, causing it to light up instantly, opening a light portal about ten feet high in mid-air.

Colors flowed within the light portal, faintly revealing the outline of the outside world. Chen Sheng stepped into the light portal, and his figure instantly vanished from the original spot.

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Soon, within the Golden Feather Hall.

When Chen Sheng stepped into the grand hall, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable was placing down a jade cup, his gaze falling upon him, eyes filled with satisfaction:

"Over the years, you have done well in the Yin Yang Grotto Heaven. The elders hold you in high regard."

His voice was not loud but carried a gentle smile:

"In just hundreds of years, you’ve comprehended the Void Domain and integrated Swallowing Heaven and Earth with Yin Yang Qi. You are now capable of handling matters independently."

Chen Sheng quickly cupped his hands in salute:

"Great-grandfather praises too much. Without your guidance and the ’Yin Yang Qi Diagram’ you bestowed upon me... your grandson could not have achieved today’s progress."

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable chuckled lightly, waving his hand:

"Your efforts have been seen by this old man. There’s no need for modesty. Show me your current Yin Yang Dao Rhyme."

Chen Sheng responded, raising his hand to guide the "Yin Yang Qi Diagram" from his Dantian, transforming into a Tai Chi Golden Bridge about ten feet long in mid-air.

On the golden bridge, black and white Qi slowly flowed, sometimes intertwining, sometimes distinctly separate.

The black Yin Qi glinted with a faint chill, while the white Yang Qi exuded a warm spirit light.

Interwoven, these two kinds of Qi subtly formed a miniature Yin Yang cycle, demonstrating the Yin Yang Dao Rhyme he had comprehended over the past century.

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable sat on the throne, his gaze tightly fixed on the Tai Chi Golden Bridge, a flicker of appreciation appearing in his eyes from time to time.

It was only after Chen Sheng finished demonstrating that he gently nodded his head:

"Not bad. Compared to your last demonstration in the hall, you’ve improved significantly. You’ve touched the threshold of the Yin Yang Dao Principle, but in the ’Yin Yang Transformation’ segment, you are still slightly raw."

Saying this, the Golden Feather Demon Venerable pointed a finger at the golden bridge, and a stream of golden light flew from his fingertips, landing at the center of the bridge.

In an instant, the black and white Qi on the bridge surged violently, their once distinct essences beginning to transform swiftly, circulating with complete smoothness, forming a perfect cycle.

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable spoke slowly, his voice carrying the rhythm of the Great Dao:

"Yin can transform into Yang, Yang can generate Yin, no need to deliberately distinguish, just follow its principles. Only such transformation can enable the Yin Yang power to be endlessly abundant and reveal its true might."

Chen Sheng carefully observed the changes in the golden bridge, his thoughts swirling, and he quickly cupped his hands: "Thank you, great-grandfather, for your guidance. Your grandson has learned!"

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable watched his enlightened look, his eyes smiling with delight. Then his tone turned solemn:

"Alright, that’s enough for Dao Rhyme demonstration and guidance. Today, besides checking your progression, there are two tasks I need to entrust to you."

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became serious. Chen Sheng felt a chill, corrected his expression, and cupped his hands:

"Please instruct, great-grandfather, your grandson will not fail the mission!"

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable, seeing his demeanor, chuckled softly:

"First, a dispute arose between the Turtle and Snake Races a few days ago. I want you to mediate."

"As for the second task, it’s about selecting a Roc Imperial Consort. Since you are on the path of Yin Yang, how could you remain solitary?"