Chapter 635

He knew this was a form of cultivation.

His mind grew still, wisdom swirling in his thoughts, while the many great Daoist techniques within his body churned to counter the devouring force of the Blood River.

Among the top-ranked Daoist paths, their advantages now became evident—such as the Great Five Elements Art; Fang Yu's understanding of this Dao deepened further, for fire itself was a Dao, a Heavenly Dao.

The Dao of Fire could purify, could burn—especially the Crimson Emperor's Fire Imperial Qi, which now manifested countless transformations as it flowed through Fang Yu.

A fiercer flame emerged within the Crimson Emperor's Fire Imperial Qi; as the blood mist grew denser, the Crimson Emperor's Fire Imperial Qi transformed into a cleansing fire that burned away all impurity.

Not only did the Crimson Emperor's Fire Imperial Qi change—Fang Yu's cultivation of Divine Abilities and comprehension of Dao also altered the Black Emperor's Water Imperial Fist, the Water Dao.

Rings of Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi formed into vortices, spinning and washing away the blood mist, leaving only residual Xu Yuan Qi behind.

The Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi now possessed the power to cleanse heaven and earth, returning all things to their origin.

This transformation was magnificent, signifying a great increase in the power of Fang Yu's Great Five Elements Art.

Boom—

Suddenly, a massive vortex roared ahead of the Blood River; colossal waves surged upward, each rising several zhang high, crashing violently toward Fang Yu.

Fang Yu moved his body, and countless Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi vortices erupted from every part of him, colliding with the waves, entangling them, and cleansing the blood river's impurities and killing intent.

Fang Yu stepped forward again, and a river of Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi burst forth from beneath his feet; he stood atop this river, walking upon it, feeling as if he were flowing downstream, riding the tide of the age.

Countless waves of the Blood River surged forth, brimming with overwhelming Blood Demon divine might—but beneath Fang Yu's feet, they were purified by the swirling river of Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi.

Fang Yu simply walked forward, battling the tides of the Blood River, and after several hours, he safely reached the opposite bank.

Fang Qingxue had not yet crossed.

But Fang Yu was not worried about his senior sister—he immediately sat down to cultivate on the opposite bank.

In this struggle against the Blood River, Fang Yu's spirit reached its peak; his Heavenly Manifestation flowed like a clear sky's blazing sun, illuminating all, yielding immense gains.

At that moment, Fang Qingxue also crossed the river; thunder and lightning crackled around her, each bolt carrying a world-destroying might—clearly, her spirit had been greatly tempered during her crossing, and the Total Scripture of Heavenly Thunder Arts seemed to have undergone new changes.

After crossing the river, Fang Qingxue's realm seemed to have reached the peak of the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities' Heavenly Manifestation, one foot already stepping into the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities.

"Brother Yu, you're already here."

Fang Qingxue's gaze turned to him, a hint of curiosity appearing on her face, then she smiled.

"It seems Brother Yu gained much from this."

"A bit. My understanding of certain Daos has deepened further—I see Senior Sister Qingxue has as well."

Fang Yu smiled.

Fang Qingxue nodded: "This Blood River is truly perilous. In my struggle against it, my comprehension of Thunder deepened—Thunder, by nature, annihilates all impurity. When I comprehended Thunder's true essence, the Blood River could no longer stop me."

"Congratulations, Senior Sister Qingxue. Now we can explore this immortal mansion."

As Fang Yu spoke, he and Fang Qingxue advanced together.

The immortal mansion before them seemed small, yet from the outside, it spanned dozens of li, surrounded on all sides by Blood Rivers—clearly an island in the midst of the rivers, upon which the mansion had been built.

But Fang Yu had a feeling: the Blood River's history was far shorter than that of the immortal mansion; it seemed the mansion had been built first, and after countless battles around it, the Blood Rivers had risen, encircling the mansion and forming this island.

As they climbed the mansion's steps and entered, they saw it was supported by massive pillars, each scarred with sword and knife marks, palm prints, fist impressions, and footprints—all leaving deep cracks across the structure.

In short, the entire mansion was broken and in ruins, yet traces of its former glory still lingered.

In the distance, some lights glowed—Fang Yu's gaze fell upon bead after bead, each a Top-Grade artifact, immensely valuable to practitioners of the Divine Ability Secret Realm, yet here in the mansion, they were merely used as decorative lights.

Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue naturally took them. Though the mansion's owner had no use for Top-Grade artifact beads, and Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue could not yet use them, within the Yuhua Sect, they were treasures many True Disciples would covet.

In the Yuhua Sect, few True Disciples could ever truly forge a Top-Grade artifact—collecting the materials alone required hundreds or even thousands of years.

For a Divine Ability Secret Realm expert to waste a thousand years forging a single Top-Grade artifact would be sheer stupidity, the height of folly.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh.

After collecting many Top-Grade artifact beads, they continued flying forward, advancing deeper into the immortal mansion.

The entire mansion contained space that extended far beyond its exterior appearance—vastly larger than the dozens of li it seemed to occupy, as if it were a vast miniature world spanning hundreds of thousands of li.

After flying for over a hundred thousand li, Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue's gazes were instantly drawn to the towering mountains ahead.

For these mountains were not ordinary—they were… Pure Yang Mountains!

After arriving in the Kan Li Great World, Fang Yu had slain a 10th Stage Divine Abilities cultivator and obtained five million Pure Yang Pills—each one million pills condensed into a small mountain, forming five piles total.

But now, these Pure Yang Mountains were far larger than the five small ones Fang Yu had obtained.

Ten times larger?

No.

Fifty times larger!

This mountain was formed entirely of compressed and condensed Pure Yang Qi—but unlike ordinary Pure Yang Mountains, it had been tainted by some of the external blood mist.

The Pure Yang Mountain was no longer pure—it carried impurities.

"If this were a true Pure Yang Mountain, we'd be rich beyond measure—but now… it seems difficult. It's been polluted—unless we can purify this Pure Yang Mountain…"

Fang Qingxue's face showed shock—she had never imagined such wealth could exist within this immortal mansion.

If this Pure Yang Mountain were entirely pure, it would equal at least two hundred million Pure Yang Pills.

But now that it was impure, much of its value was lost—and restoring it to purity was beyond the capability of any Divine Ability Secret Realm cultivator.

"Senior Sister Qingxue, if purifying this Pure Yang Mountain was once difficult, I now have some insight."

Fang Yu gazed at the mountain, and waves of Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi vortices surged from his body, roaring forward and swallowing one corner of the Pure Yang Mountain.

Before Fang Qingxue's eyes, the Black Emperor's Water Imperial Gang Qi vortices flowed continuously, washing out the blood-tinged impurities.

Upon Fang Yu's Black Emperor's Water Imperial vortices, a full million units of pure Pure Yang energy flowed—enough to condense into one million Pure Yang Pills!

"Brother Yu, your Divine Ability has changed so dramatically!"

Fang Qingxue was stunned—she could not fail to recognize the Daoist technique her brother had just used. Yet while it was still the Black Emperor's Water Imperial Fist, Fang Yu's version had clearly advanced further—it now possessed the power to cleanse impurity.

Thus, even this massive Pure Yang Mountain, though polluted, could be restored to Pure Yang Pills.

"Yes, Senior Sister Qingxue—this is the Five Elements transformation I comprehended upon the Blood River."

Fang Qingxue laughed.

"Since Brother Yu can comprehend such a transformation, then please ask Brother Yu to put away this Pure Yang great mountain."

Fang Qingxue praised him repeatedly.

"Good."

Fang Yu grunted, and with a great sweep of his hand, the force of a full Primordial Heavenly Dragon erupted, sweeping this Pure Yang great mountain into the Chaotic Pagoda in an instant, to be cleansed later and restored to its original Pure Yang appearance.

This time they had truly obtained a heaven-sent encounter — within an immortal mansion, a Pure Yang great mountain, equivalent to over two hundred million Pure Yang Pills, a wealth unimaginable even throughout the entire Mysterious Yellow Great World.

Over two hundred million Pure Yang Pills equals twenty billion Nascent Soul Pills, equals two trillion White Yang Pills. Fang Yu felt that once he returned, he could basically buy whatever he wanted, whatever he pleased; as long as he was willing, even lower-grade Dao artifacts, mid-grade Dao artifacts, he could buy them all.

Even a master of the Longevity Secret Realm, who could draw upon Pure Yang qi, wanting to accumulate two hundred million Pure Yang Pills, would likely need over ten thousand years.

In the blink of an eye, they had struck it rich.

Both Fang Qingxue and Fang Yu were very excited. The two continued forward and saw a stone statue.

This stone statue had no one on it, yet bore words, one by one, as if recording some mysterious art and secret method.

One, tribulation, one, fate, is, tribulation, fate. The three thousand Daos, the Great Tribulation Fate Art.

At the very beginning, the stone statue recorded these few characters.

"The three thousand Daos, the Great Tribulation Fate Art?"

After Fang Yu finished reading this first sentence, he knew what was recorded above.

The three thousand Daos, the Great Tribulation Fate Art.

It sounded quite impressive as well.

"I actually really obtained a Great Dao within this immortal mansion? This senior of lofty virtue is so kind?"

Fang Yu read carefully, and discovered that it really did seem to be the Great Tribulation Fate Art, one of the three thousand Daos.

It was not false.

Thank you, senior of lofty virtue.