Chapter 64: Is She Sick?

Chen Ye had always felt his luck was quite good.

When he first arrived in this world, his life was desperately hard, and he ran into walls everywhere.

However, since he entered Hearing Mo Ci's sect, everything went smoothly; even when he encountered dangerous situations, he always managed to turn bad fortune into good.

Perhaps this is what is called the gathering of fortune.

Long before he had condensed his Qi Sea, Chen Ye had received two notebooks from previous experts from Su Chunyi.

One mentioned the differences in the rotation direction of the Qi Sea, while the other took a different path, studying the uses of multiple Qi Seas.

And when Chen Ye carefully studied the "Six-Character Mantra," he was pleasantly surprised to discover that many details within this cultivation method corresponded with and corroborated those two notebooks.

"The Qi Sea can be influenced by mantras to accelerate its rotation, or it may be damaged by improper cultivation, causing one's cultivation to stagnate or even regress... At the moment the Qi Sea shatters, this specific method can be used to repair it, thereby avoiding loss..."

Chen Ye read the "Six-Character Mantra" word by word, and a very bold and interesting cultivation train of thought gradually emerged in his mind.

He prepared to go against the grain, actively shattering his own Qi Sea, and then, referring to the notebook content and the "Six-Character Mantra," attempt to split the Qi Sea into two, or even three, to see if he could condense multiple Qi Seas within his body.

Such boldness; if Hearing Mo Ci were here, he would surely scold him black and blue.

Cultivation methods have been these few types since ancient times; how can they be changed at will?

But Chen Ye felt he could afford to lose.

First, whether it was his master Hearing Mo Ci or the senior experts in the notebooks, all had mentioned that cultivation at the Qi Sea realm allows for repeated restarts.

Aside from wasting time, there were no other serious side effects.

Counting on his fingers, Chen Ye had only spent a short half-month since breaking through to the Qi Sea realm. Thinking about it, even if the risky cultivation encountered problems, the worst that could happen was retreating to the Spirit Awakening realm, which would only waste half a month; this loss was not worth mentioning.

Second, Monk Fang Yuan had warned him that practicing the "Six-Character Mantra" poorly would cause damage to the Qi Sea, so Chen Ye decisively added Condensing Qi Pills to the materials he exchanged.

These Condensing Qi Pills were expensive for rogue cultivators, considered precious items, but for major sects, they were merely relatively basic pills. If something truly went wrong, the worst that could happen was taking the pills again and starting over from the beginning.

Of course, this was an ideal state; no one could guarantee whether practicing this way would cause other errors.

But Chen Ye just couldn't help but want to try.

If one follows old precedents in everything, how can one bring forth the new, and how can one surpass the old?

Since there is a way back, then there is no fear of taking risks.

Chen Ye's courage grew even stronger, and he began to devote himself wholeheartedly to pondering the cultivation method.

This method of personally shattering the Qi Sea to re-condense it could be considered unprecedented, so it could not be blindly copied; instead, one must refer to these cultivation methods to redesign them, adjusting and modifying them according to one's own situation.

Ultimately, the Qi Sea is actually a continuously rotating vortex of spiritual energy, and its function is to attract and gather various types of floating spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Then, through high-speed rotation, it compresses, completes purification and transformation within the body, allowing the cultivator to cast spells using this purified spiritual energy.

Yin, Yang, and the Five Elements are the foundation of spiritual energy, just like the numbers one, two, three, four, and five; and the generating and overcoming relationships between Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth are like addition and subtraction; Zhou Yi, the Eight Trigrams, and other hexagrams are similar to multiplication, division, or even more complex formulas.

Whether you are a lofty Immortal Venerable or a demonic overlord feared by all, the casting of any spell cannot escape these fundamental rules.

Only by deeply understanding the essence can one further consider how to change the form of the Qi Sea while ensuring its original effects remain unaffected.

Therefore, Chen Ye did not rashly begin to try; instead, he spent a great deal of time writing densely packed draft calculations.

A day and a night passed quietly until the next morning, when the faint morning light pierced the cave entrance and fell upon Chen Ye's head; only then did he rise from that pile of papers.

Chen Ye leaned back slightly, raised his hands high, and stretched vigorously, causing a series of crisp "crack crack" sounds to come from his bones.

After this night of toil, even a cultivator found it somewhat unbearable.

However, this night's study was not in vain; Chen Ye's new cultivation method progressed well, and he estimated that in a few more days he could work out a prototype, try cultivating it, and then make adjustments.

Loosening his muscles and bones, Chen Ye began to organize those chaotic drafts.

Once everything was tidied up, he felt a pang of hunger in his stomach.

Before the Star Demon Body Tempering, cultivators still needed to follow normal human dietary patterns, after all, spiritual energy could not fully satisfy the body's daily needs.

Having stayed up for a whole day and night, the dry rations in his storage bag were truly bland and tasteless; Chen Ye now only wanted to eat something hot and flavorful to perk himself up.

It was also a good opportunity to walk around, get to know the Hundred Seas Valley, exchange words with other rogue cultivators, and broaden his horizons.

Chen Ye raised his hand and unsealed the cave's formation.

With a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, the barrier at the cave entrance slowly dissipated.

As soon as he stepped out of the cave, Chen Ye's gaze was attracted by a strange sight not far away.

He saw a brocade woven from flowing lights floating leisurely in the air, with five-colored lights flickering uncertainly, looking very beautiful.

Full of curiosity, Chen Ye walked quickly forward to investigate.

Getting close, he saw a line of elegant handwriting written on the magnificent brocade: "Fellow Daoist, since you have just arrived, if you have time, you may visit Wanfu Cave in the Lower Valley as my guest. Signed, Lu Fusheng."

This Lu Fusheng was quite enthusiastic.

Having interacted with him before, Chen Ye felt this person was quite decent.

Right now, he could ask him to be his guide and get well acquainted with the environment of the Hundred Seas Valley.

But where exactly is Wanfu Cave in the Lower Valley?

Chen Ye pondered, and subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to take down this beautiful brocade.

However, as soon as his hand touched the brocade, it slowly floated up, folded and transformed itself in the air, and in the blink of an eye, turned into a lifelike paper crane.

The paper crane flapped its five-colored wings, emitted a crisp chirp, and then flew forward.

Chen Ye couldn't help but exclaim: "It even has a guiding function; this spell is quite exquisite."

Indeed, one must not underestimate the heroes of the world; even a random rogue cultivator guarding the gate has such skill, and perhaps this Lu Fusheng's cultivation is even higher than his own.

Chen Ye followed the seven-colored paper crane, walked through a grove of trees, crossed two mountain streams, and saw many strange sights.

The interior of the Hundred Seas Valley seemed to be carefully designed; truly, every step revealed a new scene—flower seas, waterfalls, green mountains; no matter how one looked, it was pleasing to the eye.

Occasionally, one could see light flashing in the distance, presumably the brilliance of cultivators flying on their flying swords.

Compared to Cui County, the prosperity of the human world was ultimately too full of fireworks; the Hundred Seas Valley was the true fairyland.

Chen Ye sighed: "I wonder what major sects like Qinghe Sword Sect and Burning Incense Gate look like; I really want to see them if I get the chance."

But as soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind: "There is not much difference; at most, they are just larger and more spacious. The Hundred Seas Valley is concealed by formations; inside, there are layered grotto-heavens. From a distance, it does not look large, but once you enter, it becomes much more vast."

Chen Ye turned around to look, and a disciple of the Burning Incense Gate, whom he had met the day before but had not spoken to, appeared behind him.

When exactly did this person arrive? Chen Ye hadn't felt a thing.

Chen Ye had only ever seen two female cultivators: one was Su Chunyi, and the second was the one before his eyes.

But the two possessed utterly different temperaments. Su Chunyi was like a spring of clear water; though she looked somewhat cold, she was transparent to the very bottom, making one want to cup her in one's hands and take a sip. She was consistent inside and out, revealing her thoughts and feelings without reservation.

But this woman before him was different. Chen Ye felt she was like a stone, showing no trace of emotion.

Chen Ye couldn't help but say, "Miss, may I ask, do disciples of the Righteous Path enjoy appearing from behind others so much?"

Mo Sui Xin said coldly, "It was merely a coincidence. However, judging by what Daoist friend says, have you done something shameful that makes you fear being seen by disciples of the Righteous Path?"

Chen Ye chuckled, saying without any concealment, "Indeed. I have done many shameful things."

Yesterday, he had already nearly torn the face off Wei Changsheng; there was no need to be too polite to this Miss from the Burning Incense Gate.

Mo Sui Xin hadn't expected Chen Ye to answer like that and couldn't help but say softly, "I miscalculated again. Of the three divinations today, one has already been wrong."

Chen Ye hadn't heard clearly and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

Mo Sui Xin shook her head and said, "It was merely self-reflection."

Chen Ye:...

Does this Miss have a problem with her brain? Did something go wrong with her cultivation, damaging her soul and spirit?

Just as he didn't want to pay her any mind, Mo Sui Xin said again, "Daoist friend Chen, are you inviting me for a drink?"

Hearing this, Chen Ye looked at her in shock a few times, then decisively turned around and ran.

This Miss didn't just seem to have a problem; she definitely had a problem!

Watching Chen Ye's retreating figure, Mo Sui Xin couldn't help but frown and muttered to herself, "Did the second divination go wrong again? But this third divination is a direly ominous one that spells certain death."