I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 354 - 285: The Demon Court’s Foundation
"The place we just visited is the inner space of the ’Yin Yang Treasure Bottle.’ The Yin-Yang Power there greatly aids in your comprehension of the Path of Yin Yang."
"In the coming days, you should go there often to cultivate, striving to comprehend the true essence of Yin-Yang Power as soon as possible."
Chen Sheng listened to the words of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, his heart full of shock. He hadn’t expected the Great Wilderness Demon Court to possess such immense foundation and understood the painstaking intentions of the Golden Feather Demon Venerable in bringing him here.
He respectfully bowed to the Golden Feather Demon Venerable: "Thank you, ancestor, for your guidance. I will not disappoint your expectations."
The Golden Feather Demon Venerable nodded with a smile:
"It’s good that you understand. Now, the power of the Demon Court is becoming more stable. All clans are increasingly supportive of you. You must not slack off; only by comprehending the Yin Yang Dao Principle and becoming a Divinity Transformation can you become a true Demon Venerable."
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Meanwhile, in a secluded valley in the eastern Great Wilderness, within a hidden cave dwelling.
The rich Spiritual Qi roiled like boiling clouds and mist, nourishing the Luminous Beads embedded in the stone walls of the cave dwelling, making them even more brilliant.
In the center of the cave dwelling, Chen Sheng’s human Yang Soul sat cross-legged. The mana halo surrounding him had condensed from a faint layer into a substantial cyan cocoon of light.
Tiny patterns flowed on the surface of the light cocoon, each pulse causing the Spiritual Qi within the cave to tremble violently.
He had been in closed-door cultivation here for over a century and had finally reached the moment of breaking through.
In the corner of the cave, dozens of empty jade boxes were piled like a mountain, alongside small heaps of remnants of rare minerals and herbs stacked beside the jade boxes.
These were the cultivation resources kindly offered by the True Monarchs of the Eastern Domain Demon Countries’ Demon Sect.
Over the century, Chen Sheng consumed these resources without sparing any cost, completely refining and integrating them into his own mana, wasting not a single bit.
Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, and two beams of cyan light burst from them, shooting straight toward the roof of the cave dwelling, illuminating the thick stone wall.
The mana cocoon around him shattered with a "crack," like glass breaking, transforming into countless cyan particles that merged into his body.
An aura far surpassing that of an ordinary Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator erupted with a roar, causing the Spiritual Qi within the cave to instantly swirl into a vortex, rapidly rotating around him, the Luminous Beads on the stone walls dimmed slightly under the pressure of this aura.
Feeling the torrent-like mana within him, he was quite satisfied, thinking to himself:
"Over a hundred years, accomplished Mid-stage Nascent Soul, and on this path, I’ve covered two-thirds of the journey. Such progress is not slow."
He waved his hand, his Divine Sense probing into the Storage Ring. Moments later, his brows furrowed slightly, his expression turning somber:
"At the current pace, accumulating enough mana to break through to Late-stage Nascent Soul will take at least another thirty to fifty years."
"Unfortunately, resources are almost depleted, able to last only a little over a decade. It seems I need to ’borrow’ another batch of resources from the Demon Dao."
Thinking this way, Chen Sheng flicked his fingers, and the Cyan Nether Sword hanging at his waist suddenly emitted a dragon-like sword hum.
The sword tassel swayed without wind, the sword body trembled, breaking free from the scabbard’s restraints, transforming into a glaring cyan stream of light spiraling within the cave dwelling.
Where the sword light passed, the void was no longer etched with tiny cracks but directly torn into black fissures, the edges of which flickered with unstable spatial energy fluctuations.
Soon after, an extreme Void Sword Domain centered on the Cyan Nether Sword unfolded with a roar, the cyan sword domain covering the entire cave dwelling as if solidified.
The Spiritual Qi within the cave was instantly sliced into countless fine cyan particles by the sword domain!
A trace of satisfaction flashed in Chen Sheng’s eyes. The original source of several demonic Spiritual Treasures had been extracted, bringing this Flying Sword to Tier Four High Grade!
At this moment, he reached out to grasp the Cyan Nether Sword. Immediately, he felt the weighty power transmitted from the sword body, as if he were holding a Divine Weapon capable of cleaving Heaven and Earth.
He roughly estimated in his mind:
"With the Lifebound Flying Sword refined to Tier Four High Grade, combined with my comprehension of the Penetration Dao Principle Prototype, my current strength has already surpassed the peak of my past life."
Over these years, Chen Sheng had never ceased perfecting the technique "Life-Annihilating Sword," and as his understanding of Swordsmanship deepened, his comprehension of the Penetration Dao Rhyme never stopped either.
Sometimes, when practicing Swordsmanship, he could even clearly sense the pulsation of the Dao Principle Prototype, as if he were just one step away from fully comprehending its true essence, transforming the prototype into a genuine Heaven and Earth Dao Principle.
Chen Sheng put down the Cyan Nether Sword, calculating his age, secretly sighing with some regret:
"Two hundred and fifty-one years old, although reaching Mid-stage Nascent Soul, comprehending the Dao Principle Prototype, far surpassing cultivators of the same generation, if I hadn’t wasted those decades on the Path of Emotion Destruction back then, my cultivation speed could have been a tenth faster."
His gaze turned to the void outside the cave dwelling, a sharpness as piercing as a sword flashed briefly in his eyes. The resources left behind by the Demon Monarchs could still support him for over a decade.
The reason he chose to end his seclusion at this moment was not because his cultivation could advance no further, but because—the Four Seas Bead, which he had hidden away for three hundred years in his previous life with a manipulated restriction, was about to emerge.
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Time silently slipped away during cultivation.
Months later, Chen Sheng stood in the center of the cave dwelling, holding the Cyan Nether Sword. The sword continuously sliced through the void, each strike accompanied by a sharp sound of rupturing air.
The Sword Techniques grew increasingly fast, eventually forming a cyan veil of light, within which lay the power of the Penetration Dao Principle Prototype.
Where it passed, the void no longer rippled but was directly torn into fine spatial passages, within which dangerous void fluctuations emanated.
