Chapter 307: He Is Your Brother-in-Law

Two Supreme Beings fought to the edge of the universe, grinding the Great Dao to dust...

They did not.

The two sisters fought all the way to the Heavenly Sea; to their credit, they were in sync, neither using devastating techniques that would be impossible to control, making it look like mere fist and foot clashes, as if they were just about to pull each other's hair.

Yuan Muyu discovered, feeling deeply aggrieved, that while everyone was fighting at this level, she still could not beat her older sister.

When she left home, her sister had just broken through to the Super Grade; logically, at this level, making no progress for ten years was extremely normal, and advancing even a single small rank was enough to cause joyous celebration.

Yet in these ten years, she had advanced by leaps and bounds, also reaching the Super Grade, thinking she could match her sister, only to find her sister had not been idle either.

Had she reached the peak of the Super Grade?

This should not be.

On what grounds could one advance to the peak in just ten years?

One must know the Cloud-Riding Level is divided into three grades; from third grade to first grade are merely different stages of the nine layers of Cloud-Riding. Just advancing from third grade to first grade, while both being Cloud-Riding, has worn down how many heroes in the world?

Even she, Yuan Muyu, the youngest third-grade cultivator in history, did not know what went wrong, as breakthroughs afterwards remained difficult; by the time she left home, she had barely reached second grade, and how many years had passed since then? At that time, her sister had said that leaving the sect's resources made the path to first grade even more arduous.

However, after meeting Lu Xingzhou, her power grew smoothly, her state of mind gained unique insights, and she quickly and smoothly reached first grade.

It was said to be from third grade to first grade, but in reality, it took several decades of struggling within the Cloud-Riding period.

She was still better off; many others, after breaking through third grade, thought they had overcome the hardest hurdle and could advance by leaps and bounds afterwards, only to get stuck for a lifetime with no further progress, as if it were even harder than the great hurdle of Cloud-Riding, contradicting ancient records.

This is because after Cloud-Riding, the energy required for cultivation far exceeds what it was before, and often requires a certain moment of enlightenment, or life-and-death trials sufficient to trigger understanding; relying solely on rigid cultivation often yields half the result with double the effort.

Riding the clouds and mist, controlling the wind in the void, is the intent of the Immortals; Immortals naturally prioritize state of mind. Now, people live in the rolling mundane world, thinking in different directions, leading to a severe split in their cultivation mindset.

Even the so-called Xian Sect, hanging isolated overseas, watching this grand competition filled with hidden agendas, sees only the stubbornness of the mortal world, possessing all five poisons. Compared to the so-called Great Freedom of ancient Immortals, the so-called Greatness of Qianyuan, the so-called Formless Heart, the so-called Will of the Taishang, they are heading in opposite directions, thus failing to succeed.

Asking people like her, Yuan Muyu, Gu Zhanting, Ye Ting Lan, or Long Qing Huang to speak of Taishang freedom, to discuss the Immortal intent of being otherworldly, is simply a joke.

Therefore, the more one cultivates, the more one feels this split, making progress very difficult.

Severing sisterly bonds, severing bonds with Lu Xingzhou, are merely the self-proclaimed greatest hurdles on the cultivation path; only after crossing them can one unite with the Heavenly Heart.

If Yuan Muyu knew why Shen Tang broke through second grade so quickly, her thoughts would likely be completely overturned.

There is no other reason; her mind is clear and bright, she practices her own heart, not cultivating just for the sake of cultivation.

Deliberately seeking it, on the contrary, becomes an obstacle.

Getting too far off track... In short, she, Yuan Muyu, is hailed as a genius, yet she floundered in the Cloud-Riding realm for decades, only just entering the Radiant Sun realm. Ye Ting Lan's aptitude was clearly slightly inferior to hers; how did she reach the peak in the Radiant Sun realm in just ten years?

On what grounds? She clearly thought more, her mind was chaotic, and she should have been even less able to calm her heart to cultivate.

Was it truly because the Holy Master of Tian Yao had endless resources? Or was it due to the gains and insights from the Demon Race War back then?

"Do you feel my cultivation speed is incredible to you?" Ye Ting Lan suddenly spoke while they were fighting.

Yuan Muyu said coldly, "That is nothing. Back then you said that only after leaving the sect's resources did I realize how difficult first grade is; now that I have reached Super Grade, does your face hurt?"

Ye Ting Lan: "..."

It hurts a little.

But not that much: "It is just your good luck that you met Lu Xingzhou. After I met Lu Xingzhou, I went straight from the upper stage of Radiant Sun to the peak; what is there to boast about in floundering in the Cloud-Riding realm?"

Yuan Muyu ground her teeth: "Cultivation is one's own business; what does it have to do with Lu Xingzhou? How old was he back then!"

"You are still unwilling to admit Lu Xingzhou's important role in your life. Or rather, you are afraid to admit it; not only is your career supported by him, but your cultivation is also related to him; then what is left that is truly yours?"

"Nonsense!"

Ye Ting Lan continued to block her younger sister's punches and kicks with a clatter, speaking leisurely, "When you were in the sect, your thoughts were different from everyone else; no one understood you, leaving you isolated and without support, causing you to become increasingly reclusive and extreme. Unexpectedly, as soon as you entered the world, you found someone who shared your ideals, offering full support; did that joy and fulfillment in your heart directly make your cultivation much smoother?"

Yuan Muyu fought in silence.

"The reason independent cultivators struggle is because resources are insufficient, and everyone must fight for them themselves. Once one toils for a few pills or spirit stones, where is there any time or energy left to cultivate with a focused mind? Thus, you need power, you need to start a business. But starting from scratch, building a new enterprise, keeps you running in circles; where is there any leisure time for cultivation?" Ye Ting Lan sighed, "However, you have Lu Xingzhou."

Yuan Muyu pressed her lips tight.

"Except for fighting when necessary, you hardly have to manage any tedious matters; you don't need to use your brain for any headache-inducing problems. And fighting is also a trial; your entrepreneurship is more comfortable than others cultivating alone." Ye Ting Lan sighed, "Lu Xingzhou said you saved him, raised him, and taught him, with gratitude as heavy as a mountain. However, sometimes I wonder, isn't it more like he is raising you?"

This was obviously a forced smear, not worth refuting, and Yuan Muyu was too lazy to refute such a smear.

The next sentence from Ye Ting Lan was: "Or perhaps I misspoke... This is mutual support, helping each other through thick and thin."

Yuan Muyu's blocking hand softened slightly, and she was knocked back several zhang by her sister, floating backward in mid-air.

Immediately, she rebounded in a rage, her palm chopping fiercely: "Since you know, why did you steal him! Is this how an older sister acts?"

"Steal?" Ye Ting Lan smiled brightly, blocking casually, "Who are you to him? Are you lovers? If someone is good with him, what does it have to do with you?"

"I..." Yuan Muyu bit her teeth for a long time, speechless.

After silently fighting for a few breaths, she said sternly, "You did it on purpose; you know about my relationship with him, and you deliberately approached him!"

"Oh? Then tell me, for what purpose?"

"Of course to crush me."

"Are you worthy?" Ye Ting Lan sneered, "Are you worthy of me using my own emotions and purity just to anger you?"