Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1419 - 1415: Transformation

This is the Spirit Venerable!

He withdrew his mind and focused on himself.

He found that his body hadn’t changed much; his physical form was already strong enough and didn’t undergo rebirth.

The impact of the previous surge of power wasn’t on the body, but on the spirit.

The true change was in the spirit.

The spirit had ascended into a peculiar state, with a completely different perception and understanding of the world.

It was as if, after experiencing death once, his perception of the world had changed completely and could never go back to the way it was.

He could sense a unique rhythm, the pulsations of heaven and earth, and he could sense the different auras contained in the void.

These different auras originated from different spaces.

In his perception now, the void was like an ocean.

Beneath the calm surface, countless currents stirred, forming the tranquil and vast sea under the balance of various forces.

And in this void, there were also countless streams of aura stirring—auras from various spaces.

He could see these auras but couldn’t distinguish where each one came from.

He could see the void but couldn’t directly enter this void through these auras.

He looked around.

It was still full of rich and pure spiritual energy; each peak exuded concentrated spiritual energy.

These peaks seemed like the springs of a well; spiritual energy spread through these peaks and filled the air.

He looked down at his feet, where the glossy white jade stone emitted an endless stream of spiritual energy.

He floated down to a halfway point on the mountain and saw the existence of caves.

Characters were written above these caves; upon seeing them, he knew they were people’s names, and among them, he saw Wang Miaoqiao’s name.

He smiled.

This cave naming was really straightforward; instead of something more elegant, it directly bore one’s name.

The Golden Sword gracefully unsheathed.

It was crystalline and smooth, even more so than the White Jade Peak.

It lightly pierced the jade stone, tracing arcs and vibrating.

Stones flew up, originally falling downward, about to drop into the abyss below.

But just as they fell, they flew up again, darting into Chu Zhiyuan’s palm.

They disappeared into Chu Zhiyuan’s hand, into the realm of Jade Sea and Sky.

In the Jade Sea and Sky, the white jade stones fell into the seawater.

After the jade stones fell into the seawater, spiritual energy began to disperse.

As more and more spirit stones fell, they still didn’t appear on the sea surface.

The Golden Sword had already dug a broad and deep cave, its walls smooth as a mirror.

He thought for a moment and flickered to another peak.

The Golden Sword moved, slicing stones that flew into the air, being shaped into stone tables, stone beds, stone stools, and stone piers.

Once the cave was furnished, he still didn’t stop.

Stones drilled into his palm and fell into the Jade Sea and Sky.

In one breath, he erected seventy-two stone peaks, finally stacking them into a peak within the Jade Sea and Sky.

A peak in the seawater.

This peak began to absorb the aura of the Spiritual Abyss Twelve Peaks.

And then, it dispersed into the air.

The spiritual energy in the air began to increase.

This spiritual energy began to nourish the seawater, nourishing everything.

The space of Jade Sea and Sky became more vivid and lively.

During the mastery of the Golden Sword, he felt the change in his own power.

His spiritual power had transformed.

It was a mysterious, indescribable feeling, as if everything in the world had its rhythm and divine intent.

Destruction and attack no longer required brute force to break and destroy; just lightly disrupting one point could make the whole collapse.

Under such mysticism, he truly achieved moving mountains with a lever, a small force leveraging a large weight.

The True Yuan within his body, after merging with this spiritual power and manifesting externally, naturally became spirited.

This liveliness could draw the forces of the void, causing them to converge.

As a Venerable, he could also achieve this step previously.

The difference between a Venerable and a Spirit Venerable lay in the strength of the forces converged from the void.

The fundamental difference in these forces’ strength was in spirituality.

It was like the difference between ordinary weapons and spiritual artifacts.

When forces with spirituality collided with those without, it was like the comparison of a Venerable’s power to one below a Venerable.

The so-called Nine Transitions of the Spirit Venerable fundamentally still revolved around the transformation of the Spiritual Essence within the body.

He shook his head.

Originally, he thought the root of the Spirit Venerable Nine Transitions was spiritual power, but now it seemed it was still True Yuan.

True Yuan fused with spiritual power becomes Spiritual Essence.

When the Spiritual Essence is purified to a certain level, it enters the First Transition.

He looked at the vortex in his Dantian, watching it become clear and bright, like a lake.

This was the Spiritual Essence of the Spirit Venerable’s First Transition.

He gently floated up, hovering a hundred meters above the peak, as if walking on flat ground.

Standing in the void was no different than standing on the sea surface.

He could feel countless powers surging in the void, which he could draw upon.

He concentrated and urged the Spiritual Essence.

Soon, white clouds appeared above him, gathering and gathering again, becoming overcast clouds.

Hundreds of meters of overcast clouds pressed down, forming a massive funnel, its bottom connecting to the Bai Hui acupoint at the top of his head.

Continuous spiritual energy poured into his body, merging with his spiritual power.

In the Jade Sea and Sky of the Lao Gong Acupoint, the scorching sun hung high, bathing everything in intense sunlight.

Furious power poured into his body, diving into the clear vortex, quickly altering its color.

The color deepened, from pure white to light purple, then further to light blue, then dusky, pitch black.

Eventually, it became a profound darkness that absorbed all light.

He looked up at the sky.

Above the void, the thick overcast clouds slowly dissipated, and the sky returned to clarity.

He had reached the Second Transition.

Newly stepping into the Spirit Venerable, he didn’t want to rush too much; even though his spiritual power still had room, he didn’t wish to go further and halted his cultivation.

The Heavenly Yuan Technique’s Second Layer Perfection greatly benefited him; stepping into the Second Transition was a natural progression, effortless.

He even felt he could attempt to break through to the Third Transition.

Suppressing this urge, he stopped cultivating.

The Second Transition, at least, wasn’t like a young calf, no longer fearful of others’ coveting.

He frowned and pondered.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

In a flash, he disappeared, the next moment appearing at the Profound Yin Palace.

The Profound Yin Palace suddenly shimmered, creating a light shield.

Then it dispersed.

Chu Zhiyuan knew he had startled the Sect’s Spiritual Artifact of the Profound Yin Palace’s defense.

"Princely Heir!" Shen Hanyue waved excitedly.

She, in an apricot yellow silk robe, was practicing with the snow-white-robed Xiao Ruoling. Seeing Chu Zhiyuan, she stopped and waved.

Xiao Ruoling turned to look.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

Xiao Ruoling was pleasantly surprised, stepping forward gracefully.

Shen Hanyue followed, curiously scanning Chu Zhiyuan up and down: "Princely Heir, have you not closed off for cultivation, or have you already finished your seclusion?"

"How long has it been?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

"Two days," Shen Hanyue said. "Could it be so fast?"

Xiao Ruoling’s bright eyes sparkled: "It seems it has succeeded."

She sensed the difference in Chu Zhiyuan.

No longer like a deep, unfathomable abyss, but light and intangible, almost undetectable in presence.

This completely different feeling must mean a fundamental transformation had occurred.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "I thought quite a long time had passed; turns out it’s only been two days."

He felt it had been an incredibly long time, thinking it was ten days or more, but it was only two.

"Congratulations, Princely Heir!" Shen Hanyue exclaimed excitedly: "Have you truly become a Spirit Venerable?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile: "If there are no surprises, indeed, a Spirit Venerable."

"That’s too easy," Shen Hanyue marveled.

Xiao Ruoling asked, "How does it feel to become a Spirit Venerable?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and laughed: "The feeling isn’t very intense, not like when I first entered the Great Grandmaster."