Chapter 253: Golden Immortal Great Accomplishment and Boundless Dharma: Journeying to the Jing and Wei Rivers to Comprehend the Clear

Inside the palace.

Hanging light forms curtains, woven colors become a precious net.

In the center of the crisscrossing knots, a fist-sized precious pearl is held aloft, crystalline and bright, its radiance dazzling.

Fang Longye sits on the Cloud Couch; one can see his celebratory clouds hanging high, Golden Flowers and Necklace Canopies scattering about, light halos intersecting to derive mysterious hexagrams.

Each character is as large as a peck, hanging light generating brilliance, circling incessantly around the Three Flowers atop his head.

The Three Flowers atop his head, which had originally bloomed to eighty percent, stretch their forms in unison under the aid of the Flat Peach spiritual fruits.

Bit by bit, they continue to bloom.

The three immortal blossoms, each presenting the three colors of gold, silver, and lead, sway gracefully amidst the celebratory clouds, crystalline and translucent, unstained by a speck of dust, suffused with an indescribable Divine Light.

Immortal, vast, transcendent.

Feeling the clear, spiritual Qi surging within his body, Fang Longye's gaze is steady and concentrated; he thinks to himself, "The time is just right!"

He makes a decision immediately without hesitation, waving his left hand, and a dozen or so brilliantly shining drops of Essence Blood appear before him.

These are precisely the dozen or so drops of pure Wu Clan Essence Blood he obtained earlier through his Golden Finger. Each drop comes from a pure-blooded Wu Clan member at the Taiyi level.

There are twelve drops in total, belonging to the Twelve Witches, each distinct from the others.

Previously, he refined one drop, and now eleven drops remain.

One can see that these eleven drops of Essence Blood are each red to the extreme, yet they have already returned to their original simplicity, no longer possessing a golden color.

It is just that the dark color visible to the naked eye, deposited within, reveals to one the heaviness of the Turbid Qi inside.

As soon as these drops of Essence Blood appear, they resonate with the unseen, and immediately divine light bursts forth—ten thousand upon ten thousand—hanging light generating brilliance, outlining the ancient Innate Ancestral Gods, authority in their bodies, holding sway over all.

Like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, with six feet and four wings, chaotic and without face or eyes, this is Dijiang; green as emerald bamboo, with a bird's body and human face, feet riding two dragons, this is Jumang; with a python's head and human body, wearing black scales, stepping on black dragons, hands entwined with green pythons, this is Gonggong; with a beast's head and human body, wearing red scales, ears pierced by fire snakes, stepping on fire dragons, this is Zhurong; with a human face and tiger's body, wearing golden scales, wings growing from the shoulder blades, left ear pierced by a snake, feet riding two dragons, this is Rushou; and so on and so forth, all the demeanor of the ancient Ancestral Witches, displayed one by one.

From ancient times to the present, the brilliance of the Ancestral Witches is branded between heaven and earth, flowing in the bloodline, enduring and never extinguished.

"Duo!"

As soon as Fang Longye's thought arises, his power surges, swallowing all these Essence Bloods, which present various strange phenomena, into his belly.

"And you all too!"

His celebratory clouds roll out, and all the Flat Peaches before him—regardless of whether they are Purple-Veined Xiang-Kernel Pan Peaches or the few remaining Innate Ren Water Flat Peaches—are all swallowed into his belly.

Refining all these treasures into his own body, transforming them into the provisions for his own progress.

Bright white arcs of light collide, purple and green mist swirling.

Power, thick to the point of being inconceivable, erupts, filling Fang Longye's true body—flesh, bones, acupoints, and so on—everywhere, containing everything.

At the same time, the clear, spiritual Qi transformed from the Flat Peaches collides with the Earth Turbid Qi carried within the Wu Clan Essence Blood.

On Fang Longye's body, a sound of metal and stone clashing erupts instantly, weaving together, filled with killing intent; with every syllable that falls, his entire being undergoes a change.

The collision of Clear and Turbid produces unimaginable power, which should have brought destructive pressure upon his essence, Qi, and spirit.

However, both the Flat Peach spiritual fruits and the Wu Clan Essence Blood possess immense vitality and creation. Thus, his entire Aura, instead, grows increasingly powerful during this process.

Vast and long-lasting.

I do not know how much time passed, but then a dragon's roar is heard, and all around is bright, with radiance flowing down.

For a time, above Fang Longye's head, there are thousands of auspicious rays, condensing into Golden Bells, jade chimes, immortal drums, Dharma conchs, zithers, harps, flutes, and pipes, ringing without wind, the heavenly music pleasant to the ear.

The mysterious sounds enter the ears, ethereal and exquisite. Countless halos scatter like flower stamens, falling petals fluttering, fragrance arising where they touch the ground. The towering momentum connects with the unseen.

Looking again at the celebratory clouds above his head, one sees that under the appearance of the Necklace Canopy, the Three Flowers are dazzling and eye-catching, having already completely bloomed~

"Golden Immortal Great Accomplishment!"

Fang Longye opens his eyes and laughs heartily.

Golden Immortal Great Accomplishment; from the Three Flowers merging into one and stepping into perfection, there is only one step left! He rises from the Cloud Couch, lifts his feet to a small window in the palace, and looks outside.

The moon is on the lake.

The color of the stones blends with it, imbued with a jade hue.

The scene is beautiful and magnificent, making one's spirit clear and bright just by looking at it.

"Remarkable progress!"

Fang Longye senses his true body; every inch of flesh and blood contains inconceivable power, a strength so great it is hard to describe in words, as if he could withstand everything.

"The road to Reverse Innate, the Post-Heaven Stage is already nearing its end!"

Fang Longye can feel that the Golden Immortal Great Accomplishment is secondary; the key progress lies in the fact that his bloodline and origin are already approaching the limit of a Post-Heaven Living Being.

It is almost just one final step away from being able to begin transforming toward an Innate living being! "It seems it is time to start collecting Innate Spiritual Objects for this~" Although he does have some accumulation on hand, it is far from enough for what he envisions~

Keeping these considerations in mind, Fang Longye turns his attention back to the gains in his cultivation.

It can be said that the difference of a single line is truly like the distance between heaven and the abyss.

Compared to the past, he feels that the version of himself before the breakthrough would not be able to last ten rounds against his current self.

Of course, this is on the premise that neither side uses Spirit Treasures or divine weapons. Otherwise, with the enhancement of divine weapons and Spirit Treasures, this gap, which originally seemed like heaven and the abyss, would not count for much~

"I did not expect that I would touch upon the essence of Clear and Turbid so quickly!" Fang Longye examines his internal and external changes, thinking to himself.

It is because as the Wu Clan Essence Blood and the Flat Peach spiritual fruits entered his body in competition, the Earth Turbid Qi and the Heaven Clear Qi, each unique to them, collided fiercely, allowing him to comprehend many principles of the transformation of Clear and Turbid during this process.

He has a feeling that as long as he has a few more insights in this regard, the two Qi of Clear and Turbid within his body will be able to merge into one, and from then on, Clear and Turbid will rotate, with no risk of imbalance.

In fact, he would not have had this trouble originally.

Because no matter which path of Immortal Dao, they basically all follow the path of "taking from the Clear and discarding the Turbid."

Even the "Human Immortal Dao," learned from the Wu Clan's body-refining methods, is no exception.

But Fang Longye coveted the power of the Wu Clan bloodline, used secret methods to refine the Wu Clan bloodline, and pursued the unity of Clear and Turbid.

Naturally, he had these entanglements.

"Right! I had forgotten about a good place~" At this moment, a flash of inspiration strikes Fang Longye, and he thinks of a place that could allow him to have some insights in this regard.

That is the Jing and Wei rivers! As the saying goes, "the Jing and Wei are clearly distinct." In the *Classic of Poetry*, *Odes of Bei*, *Valley Wind* from a past life, it is written: "The Jing is muddy compared to the Wei, clear and still are its islets," and the Mao Commentary explains: "When the Jing and Wei meet, the Clear and Turbid are different."

In this mythical world, the confluence of the Jing River and the Wei River must surely possess infinite opportunities for creation.

It would not be an exaggeration to call it a sacred site of creation, naturally formed to expound upon the changes of the Clear and Turbid.

Once this thought sprouted, he naturally could not sit still.

After stabilizing his cultivation, Fang Longye gracefully emerged from seclusion, and not long after returning to Huashan, he left Huashan once again.

He headed straight toward the Jing-Wei Confluence.

(End of this chapter)