Chapter 645: Purple Mansion Appears, Nascent Soul Emerges!

"Forward is mortal, backward is immortal."

"Steal yin and yang, seize creation and transformation."

"Three hundred and twenty years of cultivation—I have finally reached the threshold of the Nascent Soul path."

Qin Ming sat cross-legged beneath the Yin-Yang Mystic Vine Tree, instantly becoming like an eternal ancient evergreen, timeless and weathered.

He opened his ink-black eyes, and a verdant-green force of temporal rotation flickered through his pupils.

All preparations were complete.

Qin Ming's heart was as still as still water, his mental state adjusted to perfection.

At this moment.

His body, spirit, spiritual sense, and magic power had all reached perfect harmony—he felt utterly light and at ease.

Simultaneously, every moment of his three-hundred-year cultivation journey flashed before his eyes.

From his initial confusion upon entering the cultivation world, to being abandoned by his clan, to sinking to the lowest ranks as a humble spirit farmer struggling to survive—until he awakened his ability, working tirelessly to farm at the Qingyang Marketplace and rising step by step.

Cai Laojiu, Li Yanli, Long Daozhi, Su Yuqing, Ruan Daozhi, Liao Shopkeeper, Gu Qingzhao, Jiang Kun, Wei Wuya, Qingxuan Ancestor, Lin Zi, Xiao Huatianxiong, Han Ya Shangren, Yue Lingyan—in his long cultivation path, he met countless individuals: lowly commoners, evil cultivators, righteous sect leaders, demonic warlords, companions and lovers, grand masters, Nascent Soul True Persons, ancient thousand-year beasts. These centuries of cultivation hardened his Dao heart! "Tides rise and fall, fortunes come and go; waves wash away heroes, yet I alone stand eternal! To achieve everlasting greenness!"

Qin Ming's gaze grew inward, even more resolute.

Immediately, like an eternal evergreen, his vibrant, emerald vitality spread and circulated around him, flourishing and growing.

Qin Ming gradually sank into stillness, like ancient wood, as time flowed, washing away all karmic dust and trials, becoming tougher and more unyielding.

"Where one thought stirs, fire arises; where ten thousand attachments fall silent, spring is born."

He changed his hand seals, immediately activating the ancient Qingyuan Sect's supreme secret scripture: The Green Emperor's Scripture.

A mysterious emerald rune glowed on Qin Ming's third eye, and behind him, a spectral image of an emerald spiritual plant manifested—his Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Body.

As the cultivation technique activated, his spiritual sense entered his dantian.

Within his flawless Golden Core, a faint outline had already formed—the Holy Embryo cultivated after reaching Golden Core perfection.

His dantian's magic power, vast as an ocean, grew purer and purer under the influence of the Green Emperor's Scripture; the Holy Embryo within his Golden Core became increasingly distinct and visible.

BOOM! The Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Body behind Qin Ming transformed into a towering ancient emerald tree, continuously absorbing and transmuting heavenly spiritual energy, channeling it into his Golden Core to accelerate the Holy Embryo's formation.

The first step in forming a Nascent Soul is for the cultivator to draw spiritual energy from heaven and earth using their own cultivation technique.

Instantly, on the main peak of Wangyue Island, spiritual energy from the fourth-rank spiritual vein surged like a tide toward Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's hand seals shifted continuously, and the spectral ancient tree formed by his Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Body rooted deeper, grew thicker branches and lush foliage, wild and rampant.

In an instant.

The island's spiritual energy rushed into Qin Ming's body like a whale drinking water, one wave after another.

Since becoming a fourth-rank spiritual vein, Wangyue Island's heavenly spiritual energy had become extraordinarily dense—sufficient to fuel his Nascent Soul breakthrough.

Qin Ming cycled through his meridians repeatedly, drawing in this abundant spiritual energy, then, through his Green Emperor Wood Sovereign Body, transmuting it and channeling it ceaselessly into his flawless Golden Core.

Half a month later.

BOOM—CRACK!

In the spiritual energy Archipelago, on Wangyue Island, winds rose and clouds churned.

A towering, emerald ancient tree's spectral image stood majestic and unshakable!

Centered on this ancient tree, heavenly spiritual energy surged like a dragon drinking water, as if finding a long-awaited outlet, roaring in gathering.

Gradually, the initial several-li spiritual vortex expanded outward.

Until it stretched hundreds of li, then thousands—Nascent Soul Celestial Phenomenon, shocking ten thousand li! Meanwhile,

Ten thousand li away, at the Wei Kingdom's border.

A thousand-zhang transnational spiritual vessel sped through the skies, its mast bearing the crimson banner of Lihuogong.

"Brother Jingqing, we were sent by our sect to recruit cultivators from the Southern Wastes—never expected an unexpected bounty, hehehe!"

"Such a great achievement can be exchanged for many sect merit points."

On the vessel's deck, a lean young cultivator in Lihuogong robes, radiating the aura of early Golden Core, nodded in agreement to a middle-aged man with a feathered crown beside him.

The middle-aged man named Jingqing exuded an immortal aura, already at Golden Core perfection.

He spoke calmly: "Bring those two here. Let me see them."

"Yes, Brother Jing!" The lean cultivator hurriedly replied.

Though both were Golden Core cultivators, this man was an Nascent Soul seed of Lihuogong—his status and position were worlds apart; he dared not show the slightest disrespect.

Half a cup of tea later.

A man and a woman, bound by magical restraints, were brought before Jingqing.

The lean Golden Core cultivator chuckled and pointed to the man: "This youth is Fang Han. He possesses the innate Dan Dao Spiritual Body—he will become a third-rank Dan Master in time, with immense potential."

Jingqing regarded Fang Han with calm detachment, scanning him several times, then nodded in clear satisfaction.

"You've done well."

Hearing Jingqing's praise, the lean cultivator's face lit up, then he pointed to the other woman, whose beauty was peerless: "This woman is Mo Lingwei. We discovered her in the Jin Kingdom—she possesses the legendary Fengyin Body."

Before he finished speaking,

Jingqing's eyes suddenly brightened. "Fengyin Body? Are you certain?"

The lean cultivator, as if expecting this, replied with absolute certainty: "Brother Jin, rest assured—I tested her personally with the Huasheng Pan. It's confirmed."

Hearing this, the Nascent Soul seed of Lihuogong, Jingqing, nodded in rare satisfaction. He lifted Mo Lingwei's chin with his hand, revealing her exquisite, jade-carved face.

"What a pity. The legendary Fengyin Body—its first deflowering can help a Nascent Soul True Person break through a bottleneck."

"Such a beauty—you'll have to be offered to the Ancestor."

Mo Lingwei's face flushed with fury, turning her head away.

But Jingqing didn't care—he now had these two, and at minimum, he could exchange them for a notable Nascent Soul opportunity from the sect's treasure vault.

"Brother Jing, there's one issue."

"It's said these two have ties to the Wangyue True Person of the Southern Wastes. What do you think?" The lean cultivator spoke cautiously.

"We heard that True Person Wangyue, Qin Ming, has returned from his travels; his cultivation has reached the peak of Golden Core, and he single-handedly slaughtered six demonic sects in the Southern Wastes. His abilities are not to be underestimated."

Jingqing, upon hearing this, dismissed it coldly: "Just a backwater Golden Core. Those demonic sects didn't even have a single decent Golden Core cultivator."

"You could've done the same. What's the big deal?"

He glanced at the bound Mo Lingwei and Fang Han, then said coldly: "These two, perhaps, might fetch me something I truly desire."

"A mere wandering Golden Core, even with some fortune—what of it? Without the corresponding Nascent Soul opportunity, attempting a breakthrough alone is the dream of a fool."

"Besides, the sect's upper echelons won't allow any vassal cultivation realms to produce a Nascent Soul cultivator—they'll interfere."

The lean cultivator was about to speak again, to warn and advise.

But at that moment,

Between their conversation, the spiritual energy in the sky surged like boiling water, rushing violently toward a certain direction.

The thousand-zhang Lihuogong vessel shuddered violently, nearly toppling from the sky.

BOOM—ROAR! "This—this—"

The two men aboard the Lihuogong vessel stared in shock at the spiritual energy clouds gathering ten thousand li away.

"Nascent Soul Celestial Phenomenon? How is this possible?!" Even Jingqing, the Nascent Soul seed of Lihuogong, whose expression had never changed in ten thousand years, trembled violently, unable to hold back his cry.

"Spiritual energy clouds spanning ten thousand li—we can't stop him now. Too late, it's already too late."

"That kid isn't from some backwater like the Southern Wastes? A mere wandering cultivator—how could he possibly possess a Nascent Soul opportunity? How could this happen…"

…

The moment the Nascent Soul Celestial Phenomenon appeared,

It shook the entire Southern Wastes' four kingdoms.

First, the spiritual energy Archipelago, then Canghai Xiancheng—Canghai True Person and Gu Qingzhao flew out simultaneously.

The two women met in midair.

Nalan Xi stared in stunned disbelief at the direction of the spiritual energy Archipelago.

"Such a massive celestial phenomenon—could it be Brother Qin is attempting a Nascent Soul breakthrough?"

"It must be."

"He's been at Golden Core perfection for a long time—never expected him to begin so soon."

"Brother Qin truly is a man of extraordinary fortune. His return to the Southern Wastes was surely to prepare for Nascent Soul formation."

"Even we were deceived."

Within Canghai Xiancheng, cries of shock rose one after another.

"Heavens! What is that?!"

"Anyone who's cultivated knows—it looks like a Nascent Soul elder is about to undergo tribulation."

"What?! Say that again?!"

"..."

"Is a Nascent Soul True Person about to be born in the Southern Wastes? Which elder?"

"Look—the spiritual energy clouds are all gathering toward the spiritual energy Archipelago. Who else could it be?"

"Could it be… Wangyue True Person?"

"Your words are spot on."

The three Golden Core Ancestors of Lei Yuanzong, Xuánxī Valley, and Shouwang Valley received the news.

They immediately set out for the Wei Kingdom.

Wei Wuya, Xuan Yu Ancestor, Lu Xiao, Pei Qing, and others saw the Nascent Soul Celestial Phenomenon from ten thousand li away—all froze, their spirits trembling, rooted to the spot.

"Qin Ming."

……

Upon the main peak of Wangyue Island.

A massive funnel-shaped vortex appeared, growing larger and larger, as violent magic power surged and filled Qin Ming's body.

To ensure absolute success, Qin Ming had prepared extensively; now, he no longer held back, unleashing full force.

Any other Foundation Establishment cultivator would have been shattered by such terrifying celestial spiritual energy.

But Qin Ming possessed a flawless Golden Core, combined with exquisitely pure magic power and a body rivaling that of a transformed great beast.

Vast quantities of spiritual energy continued pouring into his body without end.

At this moment, Qin Ming changed his hand seals; his magic power surged violently, surpassing Foundation Establishment and reaching the Nascent Soul realm, still climbing. "Finally, I've entered the eleventh layer of the Green Emperor Scripture."

"These spiritual energies still aren't enough."

Qin Ming immediately pulled out a handful of top-grade spirit stones and frantically absorbed their spiritual energy.

Thousands of top-grade spirit stones turned to piles of powder scattered on the ground.

Within Qin Ming's dantian, his flawless Golden Core became increasingly transparent, revealing clearly the shape of a Nascent Soul embryo inside.

In an instant.

His life-spirit plant, Yin-Yang Mystic Vine, its black vines twisted and writhed, roots entangling deep into the soil, becoming majestic and mysterious beyond measure.

On the black vines, intricate Yin-Yang patterns emerged, intertwining in midair to form an endless, self-renewing energy that flowed into Qin Ming's body.

It resonated with the silver rune within his flawless Golden Core.

Suddenly.

Crack! A fine fissure split open at the top of the Golden Core, and a wisp of violet mist was born!

The infant form within the Golden Core became clearer and clearer; even its facial features and orifices gradually took shape.

With the birth of this wisp of violet mist, after circulating through his meridians for thirty-six Heavenly Circuits, passing through the Twelve Palaces, it formed a Purple Mansion Altar at the Tianxin of his spiritual sea.

Qin Ming no longer hesitated; he pulled out a pill glowing with golden elixir aura, fourteen Dao lines shimmering on its surface, complex golden spiritual patterns surging outward.

It was the ancient wonder pill—Ning Ying Dan!

He opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing the Ning Ying Dan whole.

Having absorbed the celestial spiritual energy, Qin Ming began the most critical step: shattering the Golden Core to form the Nascent Soul!

Once a cultivator's Golden Core shatters, either a Nascent Soul forms—or he dies, his Dao extinguished. Around him lay numerous rare treasures and Dihun Lingxiang incense, encircling his body.

Boom! The immense medicinal power unfolded within him.

Qin Ming activated the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame to refine the medicinal power of the Ning Ying Dan.

Then, his soul merged with the Golden Core, becoming one, beginning to draw upon its primordial essence.

Crack! A fine cracking sound echoed.

Deep within, Qin Ming's spirit trembled violently, as if sensing an overwhelming catastrophe.

On his dantian's flawless Golden Core, as a second fissure appeared, more cracks spread across the entire core. Suddenly! From the fissures, billions of rays of light burst forth, as if a force of destruction erupted violently within his dantian!

Crack! Crack! Crack! As the Golden Core fully shattered, a plump infant shadow leapt forth, opening its mouth to suck in every fragment, tiny and sparkling, into its mouth.

The Golden Core shattered; the Nascent Soul coalesced! The medicinal power of the Ning Ying Dan gradually spread, a vibrant life force beginning to repair the damage to the dantian.

Yin and Yang energies alternated continuously upon his body, symbolizing destruction and rebirth.

At this moment, Qin Ming's consciousness had fully merged into the Nascent Soul infant.

Instantly, his spirit grew hazy and sank, as if enduring an immense span of time.

The plump Nascent Soul infant, after absorbing the Golden Core's primordial essence, solidified completely, its face and expression identical to Qin Ming's, as if mirrored.

Then, the Nascent Soul infant ascended along the guidance of the violet mist, rising to the upper dantian's Purple Mansion, settling upon the Altar.

In an instant! Heaven and earth changed color, winds churned, storms howled, seas and rivers overturned.

Within a thousand li, celestial spiritual energy seemed to become a vacuum, abruptly halting.

A terrifying Nascent Soul spiritual pressure descended upon Wangyue Island.

"Three hundred and twenty years of cultivation—finally, I have achieved Nascent Soul!"

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(End of Chapter)