Chapter 143: Realizing the Yin-Yang Joyous Dao, the Transformation of the Pure Lotus Divine Ability【5k】

"How bold!"

The moment the Lotus Seed submerged into the body, Wang Lingguan not far away let out an angry shout. The divine whip in his hand erupted with brilliant light, carrying the power to shatter mountains and collapse peaks, and struck toward Qin Shou's body.

Swish, swish, swish—

Water vapor swirled, and mysterious water light flowed, transforming into a black lotus of profound water. It floated before Qin Shou's body, swaying gently, and blocked this mountain-shattering, peak-collapsing strike.

"Army Lord?"

Wang Lingguan put away his weapon. His entire face was red with a thick beard, his three eyes wide with rage, filled with confusion.

Zhenwu waved his hand, signaling him to keep watching.

Wang Lingguan suppressed his temper and looked at the figure of Qin Shou, whose Aura had changed drastically not far away.

He saw that this withered, emaciated Juyang Laoxian, who had clearly exhausted his origin and whose life was nearing its end, was surrounded by layers of cyan halos, shining brightly.

Immediately following, his entire form dissipated like smoke, merging into the cyan halos.

Then, the cyan halo retracted, transforming into a cyan lotus flower that appeared both real and illusory, appearing before his eyes.

It swayed with grace, its brilliance dazzling.

In an instant, the cyan lotus vanished, and a single Lotus Seed emerged. Surrounded by swirling Divine Light, it paused for a moment, then instantly submerged into the void and disappeared.

"This?" Wang Lingguan looked bewildered.

The True Lord of Protecting the Sacred, Zhenwu, smiled without a word, watching his capable subordinate look so impatient.

He even looked in the direction where the Lotus Seed had vanished with an angry expression, his eyes filled with lingering malice.

He shook his head and said, "It seems that even though Sa Tianshi told you to cultivate your heart and nurture your nature, you still haven't put in the effort! Do not forget why you changed your original name, Wang E, to Wang Shan."

Seeing a flash of realization in Wang Lingguan's eyes, Zhenwu continued, "For the path beyond Golden Immortal, one's state of mind is paramount. As the saying goes, the Yin-Yang Dao requires the balance of hardness and softness. For you, you have more than enough ferocity, but unfortunately, you cannot retract or release it at will."

"What is called good and evil are one, and Yin and Yang rotate. The final barrier before you reach Taiyi is just missing the taming of that fierce tiger within your heart!"

Having said this, he tapped the center of Wang Lingguan's brow.

Instantly, Wang Lingguan felt as if the clouds had parted to reveal the sun; he perceived this world anew, and everything was quite different.

Looking again in the direction where the Lotus Seed had vanished, everything was clear.

A Treasure Map stretched out across the space. The bamboo obscured the sun, letting light filter through in sparse, scattered patches like winter snow, or like frost-sand in a deep ravine—crystal clear and flawless, unstained by the mortal world.

Within the Treasure Map, just by looking at that old beggar, Wang Lingguan understood his own Army Lord's behavior.

Although he could not see through the identity of the disheveled old beggar in this Treasure Map, he knew from that obscure Aura alone that this must be a figure above the Daluo level.

Otherwise, how could he receive such courteous treatment from his own Army Lord? He looked again at the figure beside this nameless great power. He saw a handsome, peerless young master standing between the bamboo and rocks.

A jade crown bound his hair, he wore a white robe, his eyebrows slanted into his temples, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. The entire person was magnificent and handsome, naturally possessing an air of looking down upon the world.

Seven-colored halos swirled around him, and from time to time, the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling could be heard.

Above his head, auspicious clouds gathered, and a pair of Yin and Yang Two Qis transformed into two black and white dragons biting each other's tails, like a Yin-Yang Fish, spinning incessantly, changing unpredictably from time to time.

Sometimes a Treasure Map, sometimes a precious pearl, sometimes blades and swords, sometimes divine shears... and so on, they were endless, each with a different form.

It was none other than Fang Longye himself, who had fallen into a state of enlightenment.

"Such a divine ability~"

Connecting it to the previous scene, with Wang Lingguan's discernment, how could he not understand that it was the person before him who had used some special divine ability to snatch away Qin Shou's remaining fortune and merit at the final moment?

However, he glanced at the old beggar beside him who was watching with great interest, and then looked at the calm True Lord of Protecting the Sacred beside him. He stopped speaking, simply calming his mind and likewise focusing his attention on Fang Longye.

As for Fang Longye's mind, he had long since lost the mood to pay attention to external matters, fully immersed in the feedback of operating the Pure Lotus Divine Ability and absorbing the fortune of Qin Shou's entire life.

The decision to cast the Pure Lotus Divine Ability and snatch Qin Shou's fortune at the critical moment could not be called well-considered, but it was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment whim at the last second.

The fundamental reason lay in every word and action of Zhenwu, this True Lord of Protecting the Sacred, after he had spoken; they always revealed a sense of regret.

This had ignited Fang Longye's intense curiosity. No matter how one looked at this Juyang Laoxian, he was just an old lecherous Demon.

Even if he appeared dashing and heroic, at most he was just a lecherous hero.

What kind of quality did he possess that could draw such an emotional display from a figure with such a massive background as Zhenwu? After weighing the pros and cons, Fang Longye had naturally made the decision to "snatch food from the tiger's mouth" halfway through.

It was just that he realized he had been a bit overconfident.

This Juyang Laoxian seemed vulnerable, but that was only because his opponents were too formidable.

Not to mention future big shots like Zhenwu, even Wang Lingguan, who was in the same realm, was a figure who would fight to a draw and shine brilliantly when the Monkey made Havoc in Heaven in the future.

Such a powerhouse among Golden Immortals, even when at the end of his rope, possessed a fortune and merit that was not something Fang Longye, a small fry still at the True Immortal level, could easily obtain.

Even though he was a True Immortal whose strength was enough to contend with a Golden Immortal, a difference in realm was still a difference in realm.

In some matters, there were still distinctions.

And so, as the seemingly endless memories and insights flowed back, he realized that the Pure Lotus Divine Ability's most important ability—to remove the dross and keep the essence—did not seem to be working.

Or rather, it could not fully take effect.

The energy and Dao essence were still incomparably pure, but as for the memories, they poured into his sea of consciousness like a river flowing into the sea.

They gradually evolved into an illusion, drawing Fang Longye's mind into it.

In this illusion, Fang Longye seemed to travel through time, reincarnating as Qin Shou himself, sinking into it and experiencing the entire life of this Juyang Laoxian.

In his early childhood, a drought fell from the heavens, his family was destroyed, and amidst the displacement, he was lucky enough to be sold to a landlord's family as a servant boy.

Yes, lucky.

Under natural and man-made disasters, how many young children died on the road while fleeing famine, only to be carved up and eaten by others? To be as lucky as he was to escape that fate—how fortunate!

In his youth, his young master threw a tantrum and doused him with a pot of boiling water. From then on, he was disfigured, bald, and mangy, losing his good job as a close attendant.

He did not blame the young master; it was just an unintentional mistake. Moreover, the master's family was exceptionally kind; they did not abandon him, but instead spent silver to save his life and even arranged a job for him as a gatekeeper.

If he had to blame someone, he could only blame his own bad luck.

When he reached adulthood, due to his appearance, he was bullied and, still being a servant, could not find a wife. With his blood boiling and suffering day and night, he gritted his teeth and spent half a year's savings to find an ordinary woman from Aunt Wang in the dark alleys of the city.

Her skin was very dark, not smooth, and her appearance was average; even with powder applied, it could not cover up her wrinkles. Her chest was also shriveled, just like an empty sack. And he was on top of her, finishing his first time.

He was satisfied, despite the lack of romantic flowers, scarlet candles, or the shy beauty with a lowered head and a smile that he had fantasized about.

But it was truly pleasurable.

So that kind of thing was actually this pleasurable~ Thus, he became a regular at Wang Agu's place.

Even though he stole and cheated, he could only afford the lowliest prostitutes in nameless alleys.

Approaching forty, at the end of his prime, he finally started a family. The master, who had changed from a young master to an old master, saw his mangy head during an outing and suddenly remembered who he was.

To compensate him, the master arranged a marriage for him, marrying him off to an old kitchen maid in the household who was three years his senior and built like a tank. It didn't matter; as long as she could bear children, one shouldn't leave no descendants!

At forty-one, having lost his wife and child, he became an old widower. The woman he had married two years prior died of a hemorrhage during a difficult labor, collapsing before the gates of hell, leaving two corpses—mother and child.

No woman was willing to marry him anymore; everyone said he was fated to bring doom to his father, mother, wife, and children, that he was a lone star of ill omen, covered in bad luck.

At fifty-one, the old master passed away, the young master became the new master, and he had been a gatekeeper for nearly forty years.

At fifty-five, the young master took a wife. What a beautiful bride; he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

It was said she was a descendant of some cultivator, and the entire estate held this young mistress in exceptional reverence.

At fifty-nine, with the help of the young mistress, the young master successfully entered the Dao, and the Qin family became a cultivation family. It was said they could already look down upon the old Emperor.

They even had the two of them test the talent of every clansman and servant in the entire Qin family. It was said that the world of immortals was not easy to get by in, and they needed helpers.

Sigh! It was hateful that he had no talent, while a rough-working maid was said by the young mistress to have outstanding talent, a perfect seedling for cultivation.

Eh, what is this? "Yunu Xinjing"? Haha, heaven truly blesses this little old man...

A generation of lecherous Demon was thus born.

He employed all sorts of schemes and tricks, finally fulfilling his wish to unite in joy with the young mistress, successfully harvesting and supplementing his way into the Dao.

Thereafter, ordinary cultivators, people in the Immortal Realm, and Golden Immortal existences.

All sorts of unsightly pleasures, insane actions, and acts against human ethics gradually became second nature.

He founded a lineage.

Wantonly toying with human hearts for his own pleasure. Truly boundless joy~

If at the beginning, acting this way was because the characteristics of the obtained technique required absorbing the most evil negative emotions from human hearts.

Then later on, it was no longer just that. He was truly immersed in this pleasure derived from being above the suffering of others.

Aside from the fact that no matter how he deduced new techniques, he could not shake off the influence of that initial "Yunu Xinjing," and could never remove the restraining characteristic of the Buddhist Dharma against him.

He truly felt that this way of cultivation, which harmed others to benefit oneself and indulged in desires to become strong, was not bad at all.

Unfortunately, exhausting his limits and deducing his own Dao path in every way, he was on the verge of seeing the dawn, needing only a bit of inspiration to leap out of the framework of that Immortal scripture that helped him enter the Dao.

To shake off the fate of being a pawn for others.

Alas—

Pine winds blew in gusts, brushing past Fang Longye's brows.

He opened his eyes, and many illusions flashed through the depths of his gaze like fleeting light.

A moment later.

His gaze finally regained a moment of clarity.

Immediately following,

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—"

The feedback of Dao essence and insights, accumulated for a long time, formed a phantom Lingchi in his sea of consciousness, emitting the sound of the pool being filled to the brim and bubbling over.

Numerous Dao essence insights turned into pearls and jade, clinking and chiming, nourishing his own Dao practice.

Fang Longye's eyes lit up, with joy amidst the brilliance.

Aside from benefiting greatly, he also understood why Zhenwu, this future big shot who clearly had an inseparable connection with the Taiqing Saint, would value this Qin Shou so much.

The reason lay in the fact that although this Juyang Laoxian had poor cultivation talent, nearly non-existent, he had supreme talent in the Yin and Yang path.

This kind of talent was different from cultivation talent; it was more similar to "absolute pitch," a proficiency in a specific thing.

Just like some people are naturally compatible with Sword Dao or Blade Dao, that kind of talent.

Perhaps initially limited by cultivation talent, his progress in cultivation was slow.

But as long as his insight into this specific principle reached a certain level, it would naturally trigger a Great Dao baptism, change his foundation, and advance a thousand miles a day from then on.

Just like this Juyang Laoxian, who could always gain strange insights from a special perspective on the Yin and Yang path.

Even with the cultivation classics tampered with by a great power, already integrated into his soul and blood as a foundation, he could still use his Golden Immortal body to deduce a method to break it.

And with the execution of the Pure Lotus Divine Ability, this trait was also extracted as creation and obtained by Fang Longye.

Fang Longye looked around, and his entire perspective on heaven, earth, and all things had changed slightly.

An inexplicable emotion arose, and in an instant, he was tearful, filled with feelings for the Yin and Yang Great Dao.

Intertwined with the various Yin and Yang Dao essences hidden in his heart, they rose up, constantly colliding, merging, changing, and expanding.

"In ancient times, there were True Men who could grasp heaven and earth, hold Yin and Yang, breathe to form Qi, independently guard the spirit, and keep their muscles as one; thus, they could live as long as heaven and earth, without end, for this is how their Dao is born.

..."

The murmuring of the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon" scripture continued; Fang Longye's insights into the harmony of Yin and Yang grew deeper, and his eyes became increasingly bright.

"So that's it! So that's it!"

Fang Longye could not help but laugh out loud, looking as if he had finally realized something.

"Harmonizing heaven and earth, harvesting Yin and Yang, it is nothing more than this. No wonder it is said that of the three thousand Great Daos, every one can prove the Primordial." He suppressed the desire to cheer and said excitedly in his heart.

"Who says Yin and Yang harmony cannot be a path to the heavens?" Combining the deductions of Qin Shou, this Juyang Laoxian, on this route, Fang Longye's heart became increasingly clear about the cultivation of this path.

It even gradually extended, promoting the progress of other paths.

Finally, his whole person exuded an aura that viewed heaven and earth as nothing, and his entire temperament revealed a domineering side.

"Yin and Yang are the manifestations of the Dao; all things in heaven and earth are Yin and Yang. If the philosophy of Yin and Yang Joyous Union is developed to its limit, Heaven shall be my wife, Earth shall be my concubine, and all things shall be my cauldron!"

He certainly did not intend to pursue the path of Juyang Laoxian. Rather, this philosophy happened to align with the philosophy of the Pure Lotus Divine Ability.

Both seek to seize the creation of heaven and earth for oneself, to serve as resources for one's own cultivation.

Added to this is the previous "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Art," as well as the entire body of learning from the Empress of the Shrouding the Heavens world, obtained through constant trading.

With various principles interwoven, his Pure Lotus Divine Ability, having absorbed these various philosophies and layers of creation, was finally able to undergo metamorphosis and evolution.

However, this process seemed somewhat long.

Fang Longye touched the center of his brows, where the increasingly complex Green Lotus Dao Mark was constantly coiling with various patterns, twisting and deforming, ever-changing.

He had a premonition that once he stepped into the Golden Immortal realm according to his own plan, this divine ability would undergo a qualitative change.

Let us wait and see! "Apart from this feedback of future gains, the most precious harvest is this unorthodox 'Yin and Yang Joyous Union Dao', is it not?"

Fang Longye's consciousness gazed at the Dao characters and seal scripts dancing in his sea of consciousness, sighing to himself.

With a movement of his consciousness, the Daoyuan appeared, flowing and scattering, arranging themselves until they finally formed an illusory scripture in his sea of consciousness.

The pages were dark, profound and ancient; the colors upon them were obscure, appearing vaguely like eyes slightly opened, swallowing one's consciousness and causing one to sink into an abyss.

As the scripture opened, whispers that hooked the soul echoed incessantly in his ears.

The characters within were written with dragon-like strokes, dark and shifting, recounting the various principles of Yin and Yang Joyous Union, and accompanied by all sorts of incredible auxiliary methods.

They were exceptionally base, cruel, and even included practices that destroyed the human heart and defied human ethics, which could not be described in words and were enough to incite the wrath of both humans and gods.

The entire scripture was demonic in every word and stroke, strange and eerie, filled with heavy black Qi, possessing an indescribable depth.

"Demonic methods!" Fang Longye opened his eyes, exhaled a breath, and thought to himself.

Even the Pure Lotus Divine Ability, which he had deemed a demonic method when he first began his cultivation, could not compare to this scripture.

This "Yin and Yang Joyous Union Dao" was the truly demonic and evil one.

It appeared to arise from the creation of Yin and Yang, yet it was used for opportunistic matters, stirring up worldly desires and connecting to the will of Heaven.

It was strange, changeable, bizarre, cruel, and filled with the intense venting of desire.

It could be said that if this scripture were thrown into a Small Thousand World, it would not take many days for that world to inevitably degenerate into a world rampant with lust and evil.

There would be no exception.

Even if the many erotic novels of his past life were described as absurd and evil, compared to this, they were absolutely insignificant.

"A tasteless scrap—"

It was a pity that although this scripture could indeed be considered a path to the heavens, if one were to truly cultivate along this route, it would be fast and efficient, without a doubt.

But for him, it touched his bottom line and was not for him to take. If there were no exceptions, it would likely have to be shelved.

Sinking the scripture that had appeared in his mind into the depths of his heart, and focusing on sensing the changes in his body, Fang Longye was naturally satisfied.

His own divine abilities and secret techniques involving the Yin and Yang Great Dao had all undergone a baptism during this process, with great improvement.

Even because the principles of Yin and Yang were quite compatible with the deduction of Heavenly Secrets, he had also made deep progress in the matter of deducing Heavenly Secrets.

For example—

He looked outside the Treasure Map at the You Sheng True Monarch, Marshal Zhenwu, who was examining him with great interest.

He returned a smile.

Yet in his eyes, a trace of faint coldness emerged, then vanished in an instant, unnoticed by anyone.

Feeling the faint, intermittent connection between himself and this future big shot.

Fang Longye's heart was like a Mirror.

He and this future Patriarch of the Nine Heavens who Subdues Demons, the famous Xuantian God of Daoism, would likely find it hard to avoid a battle.

At the same time, based on some memories from his past life and some secrets learned in this life, he also had some confirmation of the specific content of the so-called Jitian Diyi Calamity.

"Now it seems that the so-called Jitian Diyi Calamity is indeed not as simple as the Journey to the West."

Fang Longye's eyes were bright; as he smiled and bowed from a distance, he was full of thoughts.

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