Chapter 241: The First Glimmer of Soul Transformation Golden Light

"What has happened to you?"

Compared to the other three, Wu Daoan's brows were tightly furrowed as he quickly stepped forward.

He saw at a glance that Shen Yi was not right.

It was as if all strength had been drained from his entire body, and his spirit was at its lowest ebb.

"Practicing the Golden Body Art with the senior brothers inside the pavilion has made me somewhat tired."

Shen Yi shook his head, took out the Jin Langyu talisman, and handed it over.

Prompted by Wu Daoan, the temple attendants finally noticed something was wrong; hearing the youth's casual reply, their expressions instantly turned strange.

"You have already begun to touch upon the Golden Body Art?"

"Still fumbling."

Shen Yi pondered for a moment; only by truly reaching this level could one know its profundity.

Having used such vast demon lifespans, he had merely mastered the entry method and understood how to digest the impurities within the incense and vow power.

Forging the Golden Body Dharma Image requires endlessly repeating this process.

Even with sufficient demon lifespans to support it.

Yet his spirit could not endure it; after each deduction, he needed at least several days to slowly purge the negative emotions.

The deduction process consumed long years, and it also affected Shen Yi, making him far more patient than before.

If he could break through to the Transformation of Spirit Realm within a month, he would be very satisfied.

"Fumbling..."

The fat temple attendant quietly shifted his gaze, swallowed hard, and immediately felt his mouth and throat dry.

Looking at the other two fellow disciples, he found their expressions were even more exaggerated than his own.

The prerequisite for exploring the path is entering the gate.

Most Wu Xian are still outside the threshold, pondering how to strengthen their Yin Spirits; how could they have the qualification to think about how to digest incense and vow power?

Zhu Shixiong Wu has truly struck gold this time.

The young man they accidentally found not only has a shocking physique but also a comprehension far beyond anyone's imagination!

What merit does this barren land of the Great Qian Dynasty have to raise such a monster?!

"Hah..."

Wu Daoan did not take the Jin Langyu talisman; he stood frozen in place for a long time, mouth slightly open, and exhaled a long breath.

He had probably guessed Shen Yi's speed in breaking through to the Upper Realm Wu Xian, likely faster than he expected, but he still never thought that with sufficient vow power support, it would take less than two months.

"Use mine first; later, I will find someone to make a spot for you."

He took a thin golden register from his sleeve.

The incense and vow power within the Wumiao is the foundation of the Great Qian Dynasty.

What every portion is used for has long been allocated.

Among them, those with higher positions possess the priority right to mobilize incense and vow power.

If one does not count the Shenxu Laozu of the Wumiao who is out of his mind, those ranked below him are the sole Martial Library Gatekeeper and the four rotating temple attendants, all of equal rank, with the five of them splitting the accumulated vow power within the Wumiao.

The former guards the Martial Library; the latter guards the Imperial City.

Only with their permission can other Wu Xian mobilize and absorb vow power.

"Zhu Shixiong Wu."

The fat temple attendant did not speak directly, merely calling out in a low voice.

The meaning represented by this register is too significant.

To put it harshly, if Shen Yi had any ulterior motives, when an external enemy invaded the Imperial City, he could even immobilize one-fifth of the vow power and forbid others from using it.

Of course, the fat temple attendant also knew Zhu Shixiong Wu's intentions.

With incense power, if someone eats a bit more, someone else must eat a bit less.

If power is not given sufficiently, Shen Yi might not be able to compete with others.

But is the risk not a bit too great?

"Yan Shidi Shen, I sent someone to Outside Qingzhou to retrieve your record after joining the Zhen Mo Si."

Wu Daoan rubbed the golden register and sighed with a smile: "Except for slaying demons and eliminating evil, there is hardly another thing to pick on; I want to trust you once."

Having said that, he handed the golden register over: "Can I trust you?"

The other three temple attendants remained silent.

Zhu Shixiong Wu chose the Lion Camel Dharma Image without hesitation back then.

He digested the vow power with the character "Guard."

He disregarded the tragic state of Outside Qingzhou and Songzhou, viewing them as setbacks that could be temporarily abandoned, because he had once sworn to guard the entire Great Qian.

To achieve this, one can only break through to Soul Transformation.

If the Great Qian collapses.

He will be counter-attacked by the vow power until his Yin Spirit dissipates.

It is precisely for this reason that Zhu Shixiong Wu can mobilize that fallen Lion Camel Dharma Image.

Now that he has discovered the opportunity to guard the Great Qian, he will naturally invest everything into it; this cannot be dissuaded.

"I will try."

Shen Yi took the golden register and did not speak too absolutely.

Immediately, he clasped his hands to bid farewell to the group, turned around, and left the main hall of the Wumiao.

The hall was slightly quiet.

After a long while, a temple attendant spoke: "Zhu Shixiong Wu, you are very likely to be branded as acting unilaterally; once this rotation ends, I'm afraid no one will choose you as a temple attendant again."

Hearing this, Wu Dao'an patted the dust from his sleeve: "For a deep-seated illness, one must use a potent medicine. Yan Shidi Shen possesses talent surpassing Zhu Shixiong Zhu, yet lacks Zhu Shixiong Zhu's bottleneck. If even he cannot succeed, this old man truly cannot think of anyone else who can save Great Qian."

"If he succeeds..."

Wu Dao'an spoke to this point, then suddenly smiled: "Then in the future, let Shenxu Laozu sit on the right, let Yan Shidi Shen sit in the middle, and I am certain I can sit on the left of the offering platform."

"As for those idle rumors..."

He turned his body: "Old Ghost Wu's skin is still quite thick."

Martial Ancestral Temple, Courtyard A.

Shen Yi returned to his room and gently rubbed his forehead.

He had only just recovered from that state of being tormented by trivial distractions.

Yet he had no intention of resting.

If all else fails, go to the Martial Arsenal and ask Zhu Shixiong Skeleton to chant a Pure Heart Song to help.

Now Shen Yi had gained some understanding of Great Qian's situation.

A towering structure teetering on the brink of collapse, barely maintained.

Many of his own enemies, such as the Blood-Transmuting Demon Emperor and Qingqiu, were kept outside by this towering structure.

He must possess sufficient power to protect himself before the tower collapses.

If possible, he should also try his best to prop up this tower.

To speak honestly, regardless of what intentions the Martial Ancestral Temple truly held, at least for the moment, Shen Yi felt they had been very generous to him.

They gave cultivation techniques and resources directly and never caused him trouble.

The only requirement was to stay quietly within the Martial Ancestral Temple.

"Pity."

Even this single requirement, Shen Yi could not agree to.

【Remaining Demon Lifespan: 56,100 years】

He closed his eyes, channeling the demon lifespan into the Three Yuan Ascension Method, intending to first perfect its deduction.

This cultivation technique had already been fully deduced; it only lacked the power of incense and vows.

As time passed.

Several Wu Xian within Courtyard A sensed something and looked up at the sky in confusion.

"Why has a sudden change occurred?"

Fortunately, the changes in the white mist were not significant; the few of them merely felt slightly doubtful before quickly withdrawing their gazes.

At the same time, Shen Yi opened his eyes within the room.

He had consumed another three thousand-plus years of demon lifespan.

Within his Qi Sea, three cloud patterns gathered beside the Yin Spirit, their momentum condensed yet unscattered, as if touching upon some kind of limit.

【Wu Xian. Three Yuan Ascension Method: Perfected】

If talent is insufficient, then make the foundation even more solid.

Now everything is ready...

A gleam of sharp light flashed in Shen Yi's eyes; in the next instant, the vast demon lifespan rapidly poured into the Arhat Golden Body Method!

His expression was at times ferocious, at times relaxed.

The sky-filling, formless white mist drilled into Shen Yi's body, waiting until it was thoroughly digested.

A wisp of golden light floated out from between his eyebrows.

Like a faint candle flame, as if a single breeze could extinguish it.

Yet it emitted a mysterious aura.

It swayed gently in the air.

Shen Yi was particularly familiar with this thing; it was very similar to the aura stripped from the Golden Body when he underwent purification in the Martial Ancestral Temple back then, but condensed countless times over, like the difference between dregs and the primordial source.

Shen Yi reached out to touch it; the formless power of vows now possessed a tangible texture.

This is the Soul Transformation Golden Body.

Though only a tiny bit, it represented that he had completely stepped into a new realm.

(End of this chapter)