Chương 150: The Yin-Yang Divine Light

In the vast realm of cultivation, techniques of every description abounded. But ocular techniques, arts that harnessed the power of the eyes, were exceedingly rare. And mastering them was a path fraught with peril. The eyes, after all, were among a cultivator's most vulnerable points. Any technique practiced upon them required the utmost caution, a delicate touch that few possessed. Ocular techniques were scarce enough, but divine abilities, the tier above ordinary techniques, were rarer still.

Even a cultivator at the late Purple Mansion realm might go his entire life without acquiring one, let alone finding the means to cultivate it. Divine abilities were graded into three tiers: lower, middle, and upper, corresponding to the Purple Mansion, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul realms respectively. But here was the truly remarkable part: the Yin-Yang Divine Light that the Azure Ink Dragon had given to him seemed to possess the capacity for continuous evolution.

Huaijin turned toward the lake, a flicker of intuition passing through his mind.

'This creature... even the Azure Ink Dragon is likely not its true form.' Pushing the thought aside, he absorbed the inheritance and retreated to his cultivation chamber, sinking into silent contemplation. —— Ten days later.

"This ocular divine ability... it's nothing short of extraordinary." Huaijin slowly opened his eyes, a sigh of genuine admiration escaping his lips. Though he was exceptionally gifted, a prodigy by any standard, the Yin-Yang Divine Light had demanded ten full days of intense focus before he could even grasp its fundamentals. And what he could manifest now was not the true divine ability in its completed form.

To elevate it into a proper low grade divine ability, he would need to acquire Tier 3 low grade resources of both yin and yang attributes, and they had to be medicinally compatible, their essences mutually complementary. Only by absorbing such materials could he transform the Yin-Yang Divine Light into its genuine form. For now, he had only just crossed the threshold. Wielding it effectively in combat would require extensive refinement.

Yet even in its current, unperfected state, Huaijin estimated that the Yin-Yang Divine Light's destructive power rivaled a full-force strike from a Tier 3 mid stage cultivator. It was hardly surprising. Yin and yang represented one of the most supreme principles governing heaven and earth. And his own Primordial Tai Chi Visualization Diagram was steeped in the essence of the Tai Chi Way, which resonated with the Yin-Yang Way on a profound, almost symbiotic level.

As Huaijin's cultivation base grew stronger, the divine light would only become more devastating. There was no question about it: the Azure Ink Dragon's gift was a genuine treasure. Huaijin now wielded another hidden trump card. —— The Ink Dragon, having undergone its bloodline evolution, seemed drained by the ordeal. It remained submerged in the lake, absorbing the spiritual energy to replenish its depleted reserves.

As for Huaijin, he continued his daily cultivation while devoting extra hours to deepening his comprehension of the divine ability, striving to achieve the day when he could manifest it at will. Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Even without reaching the threshold of a true low grade divine ability, the Yin-Yang Divine Light in its current form would still eclipse ordinary Tier 3 techniques.

He pushed deeper into his understanding, his foundation steadily advancing. —— Two years passed in the blink of an eye. Huaijin was now fifty-seven years old. BOOM! Within his cultivation chamber, his eyes flickered, one plunged into absolute darkness, the other blazing with pure, radiant white. An invisible ripple pulsed outward. Then, twin beams of diametrically opposed divine light erupted forth, yin and yang energies intertwining, twisting the very space around them.

The black and white radiance spiraled into a single, cohesive streak of Yin-Yang Divine Light that hurtled forward. But just before it could strike the chamber walls, it dissolved into nothingness. A gleam of deep satisfaction flickered in Huaijin's eyes. He had already achieved mastery over the divine light a year ago. But its power was immense, too immense to wield carelessly. He had spent the intervening months refining his control, and now, at last, he could summon it or dismiss it with a single thought.

In other words, his mastery of the Yin-Yang Divine Light had reached the minor accomplishment stage. And at that very moment, the entire Purple Cloud Peak trembled. —— Huaijin sensed the sudden upheaval in the surrounding spiritual energy, and a smile spread across his face.

"The Seven Colored Spirit Peach Tree... it's finally advanced to Tier 2 upper grade." He rose from seclusion and made his way to the cave at the peak's summit. The Seven Colored Spirit Peach Tree had grown sturdier, its trunk thicker, its branches heavy with lush foliage. The green and azure peaches had long since ripened and been harvested. Now, following its advancement, another eighteen peaches had appeared upon its boughs, still pale and unripe.

They would require at least nine more years to reach full maturity. But these were Tier 2 upper grade peaches. Once they ripened, they would accelerate his cultivation speed even further. The spirit vein beneath Purple Cloud Peak had also ascended, becoming a Tier 2 upper grade vein. The ambient spiritual energy surged dramatically, almost on par with a typical Tier 3 low grade vein. In the lake below, the Azure Ink Dragon broke the surface, its fierce draconic visage settling into an expression of contentment.

"This is absolutely wonderful!" The surge in spiritual energy would quicken its own cultivation speed. The Ink Dragon felt that no place in the world was better suited to its growth than Purple Cloud Peak. Everything about this place was perfect. After all, the Eastern Region Great Wilderness was notoriously impoverished when it came to water-attuned spirit veins. —— Just then, within the cave, the Seven Colored Spirit Peach Tree erupted in a brilliant, multicolored radiance.

Outside, the ground split open, revealing a lattice of black fissures. Soil churned and heaved, and in the blink of an eye, nine towering green spirit peach trees, each standing three meters tall, burst forth from the earth. Blossoms exploded into bloom, branches swaying beneath cascades of vibrant green leaves. In an instant, the summit of Purple Cloud Peak was carpeted in drifting peach blossoms, their sweet fragrance carried on the wind. Each of these newly sprouted trees was Tier 1 upper grade.

Nine unripe green peaches hung from every branch. Spiritual energy from the surrounding area converged like a storm, drawn inexorably into the trees. A full quarter-hour passed before the energy flow gradually subsided. If not for the protective Flame Beacon Mystery Array shielding the peak, the commotion would surely have drawn the attention of neighboring mountains. Wujian and Yunli were disturbed once again. Staring at the sudden grove of peach trees, they stood dumbfounded.

"It's nothing. Just continue your cultivation," Huaijin said, his tone casual. Both Wujian and Yunli were four-spirit-root cultivators, modest talent, by any measure. But the clan now lacked nothing in terms of cultivation resources. Especially pills, back when Huaijin had been honing his alchemy skills, he had exhausted the clan's entire stockpile of medicinal herbs. Even now, after selling off a portion, they still had surplus.

And with Purple Cloud Peak now hosting a Tier 2 upper grade spirit vein, they could advance one level every five years. Of course, as their cultivation bases rose, the time required for each breakthrough would lengthen accordingly. On an ordinary spirit vein, it might take seven or eight years to advance a single level. The two were filled with gratitude. Hearing Huaijin's words, they set aside their lingering curiosity and retreated back into seclusion.

They resolved that no matter what strange phenomena occurred on Purple Cloud Peak from now on, they would not emerge again. After all, the peak now had a Tier 3 spirit beast standing guard. If even that beast couldn't hold the line, then there was little point in them fleeing anyway. —— Meanwhile, Haihu had finally advanced to Tier 2 fourth level, becoming a Tier 2 mid grade spirit beast. The Blazing Sun Chicken watched with no small measure of envy.

Not so long ago, when the Blazing Sun Chicken had been at the second level, Haihu had just broken through to Tier 2. Now the tiger was already at the fourth level while the chicken remained stubbornly stuck at the third. For spirit beasts, resources were important, but bloodline was paramount. And in that regard, Haihu simply had the superior heritage.