96: I don't know what it's called.

Just as Wang Duojin carefully put away the “Abyssal Crystal” and was about to announce his Commercial Blueprint...

A cold, sharp Aura descended without warning from the side of the forest.

This Aura was extremely pure, carrying no Killing Intent, yet it was like a drawn sharp sword aimed directly at the heart.

Wang Duojin shuddered all over, nearly dropping his abacus.

Zhao Wuji also turned his head abruptly, Battle Intent surging in his golden pupils.

Only Ye Chenfeng remained calm.

He just slowly raised his head and looked at a towering ancient tree not far away.

A figure stood silently atop the crown of the tree.

The person wore a Blue Gown, had a stern face, and held a long sword that was crystal clear like ice; the entire person merged with the surrounding Cold Qi.

"Mid-stage Soul Transformation," Zhao Wuji whispered.

"Sword Cultivator," Ye Chenfeng added.

That Blue-Gowned Youth was Xiao Han, who had been drawn by the Sword Intent.

His gaze bypassed Wang Duojin and Zhao Wuji, locking firmly onto Ye Chenfeng.

In his cold eyes, a flame called excitement burned.

"Your Sword Intent is very strong."

Xiao Han spoke, his voice, like himself, carrying Cold Qi.

Upon hearing this, Wang Duojin immediately cheered up, stepped forward, and habitually rubbed his hands.

"Fellow Daoist, what great vision! My Senior Brother's sword, that is..."

"I came here because I want to fight you."

Xiao Han directly interrupted Wang Duojin's Commercial Flattery, his gaze never leaving Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng looked at him.

"You are not my match."

His voice was very flat, as if stating a fact.

When Xiao Han heard this, not only did he not get angry, but the Battle Intent on his face grew even stronger.

"How will you know if we don't fight?"

He leaped down from the treetop, lightly landing on the open ground in front of the three of them.

"Buzz—"

The Ice Sword in his arms let out a clear, ringing Sword Cry.

A bone-chilling Coldness spread rapidly outwards, centered on him.

The ground instantly condensed a thick layer of Frost.

The moisture in the air turned into countless tiny Ice Crystals, reflecting the dappled light and shadow of the forest.

"Ice Soul Sword Body."

Ye Chenfeng's gaze finally showed a slight ripple.

"Not bad."

"Please," Xiao Han uttered a single word, and the Aura around him climbed to its peak.

Wang Duojin and Zhao Wuji tactfully retreated to the side.

Wang Duojin didn't forget to pull out his abacus, muttering under his breath.

"Spectator Fee: 10,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones per person, fair trade. Place your bets, place your bets! Bet on Senior Brother winning, odds one to one. Bet on the opponent winning, odds one to a hundred..."

Zhao Wuji scornfully moved farther away from him.

In the field, Xiao Han moved.

He had no unnecessary movements; he just drew his sword and thrust forward.

As the sword moved, the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to drop to Freezing Point.

Countless Ice Crystals gathered along with his Sword Momentum, forming a roaring Ice Dragon that lunged menacingly toward Ye Chenfeng.

This strike was his strongest sword strike.

It was the 'Ice River Dragon Chant Sword,' a technique that allowed him, a Soul Transformation Sword Cultivator, to look down upon his peers.

Facing this sword strike capable of freezing mountains and rivers.

Ye Chenfeng also moved.

He, too, simply drew his sword.

"Clang—"

The sound of the qingshuang sword leaving its sheath was very soft and slow.

Amidst the roar of the sky-filling Ice Dragon, it was barely audible.

He did not display any fancy sword moves; he simply met the Ice Dragon and, very straightforwardly, slashed down with one sword strike.

There was no Sword Light.

There was no Sword Qi.

Only a tiny, almost invisible, black Spatial Rift flashed past the tip of the sword.

The roaring Ice Dragon suddenly froze.

The next instant, from head to tail, it silently split into two halves.

Countless Ice Crystals, having lost their supporting power, turned into sky-filling Ice Shards and fell rustling down.

The Sword Momentum did not cease.

That invisible Sharpness passed through the Ice Shards, pointing directly at Xiao Han.

Xiao Han's pupils contracted to the size of needle points.

He wanted to dodge, but found that his body seemed locked by an invisible force, unable to move.

He could only watch helplessly as the tip of the qingshuang sword stopped right before his Glabella.

Exactly one inch, no more, no less.

There was no Spiritual Power Fluctuation on the sword tip, yet it made him feel as if his Divine Soul was about to be torn apart.

The victor and loser were decided.

From drawing the sword to sheathing it, only one breath had passed.

The entire area was dead silent.

Wang Duojin's abacus stopped moving.

"Gulp." He swallowed.

"Senior Brother, this... was too fast. My Betting Odds haven't even been set up yet."

Ye Chenfeng sheathed his sword, as if he had only done a trivial little thing.

"Your sword is not bad."

He said.

"Unfortunately, you focus too much on the form and lost the intent."

Xiao Han stood rooted to the spot, motionless, like an Ice Sculpture.

After a long while, he finally let out a long puff of White Qi.

He put away his Ice Sword and bowed deeply to Ye Chenfeng.

There was no unwillingness, no resentment.

Only heartfelt admiration for the stronger person.

"I lost."

"I am thoroughly convinced."

He raised his head, looking intently at Ye Chenfeng.

"May I ask, Your Excellency, your Esteemed Name and the Sect you hail from?"

"Myriad Dao Divine Sect, Ye Chenfeng."

"Good." Xiao Han nodded, engraving this name deeply into his heart.

"I, Xiao, will remember today's defeat. In the future, I will certainly challenge you again."

With that, he turned, transformed into a Blue Stream of Light, and disappeared cleanly into the Sea of Trees.

Wang Duojin watched the direction he left in and clicked his tongue.

"What a Strange Person."

He turned to look at Ye Chenfeng, his face wreathed in smiles.

"Senior Brother is mighty! This battle displayed the Aura of our Myriad Dao Divine Sect! I've decided, our Chamber of Commerce will launch a 'Senior Brother Ye's qingshuang sword Replica'—it will definitely sell big!"

Ye Chenfeng ignored him, turned, and continued walking deeper into the forest.

"Let's go."

...Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, "Spring and Autumn Peak," where the Seventh Disciple Bai Jinnian resides.

The stream gurgled, and the Bamboo Forest swayed.

Bai Jinnian sat cross-legged in front of a massive Bluestone, eyes tightly closed and motionless.

He had been sitting here for a full seven days.

The character "Ren" (Man/Person) written with Stream Water on the Bluestone in front of him had long since dried up.

But the Vast Dao Rhyme of standing tall between heaven and earth and striving ceaselessly had been deeply imprinted on the stone, turning this Ordinary Rock into a natural Dao Stele.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there was no confusion, only Clarity.

"So, this is the 'Dao'."

He whispered softly.

"Disciple, I have comprehended."

"Comprehended what?"

A lazy voice abruptly sounded beside his ear.

Bai Jinnian turned his head sharply, only to see that at some unknown time, his Revered Master, who rarely showed his face, was sitting cross-legged on a nearby Bamboo Branch, swinging leisurely.

"Ma... Revered Master!"

Bai Jinnian was greatly startled and quickly stood up to salute.

"Disciple greets Revered Master!"

"Dispense with the formalities, dispense with the formalities." Chu Xuanjin waved his hand and jumped down from the Bamboo Branch.

"Tell me, what did you comprehend?"

Bai Jinnian respectfully replied, "Disciple comprehended that Cultivation is not just about absorbing and releasing Spiritual Qi. All things in this world have their 'Principle' (Li). The character 'Ren' that I wrote is the Principle of why a person is a person. Disciple ought to use this Principle as a foundation to Establish Words, Establish Heart, and Establish the Dao!"

"Not bad." Chu Xuanjin nodded in approval.

"The Youth is Teachable."

"The Sacred Word Dao Body cultivates the 'Principle' of this world. Your writing brush is the Rule. Your words are the Law."

Chu Xuanjin extended a finger and tapped Bai Jinnian's Glabella.

"Focus Your Mind."

A massive and pure Stream of Information surged into Bai Jinnian's Sea of Consciousness.

It was the subsequent Cultivation Method for the divine rank Cultivation Technique, the 'Word Spirit: Book of All Things.'

"The Dao cannot be spoken. But the 'Principle' can."

"Today, I, your Revered Master, will teach you how to use your 'Principle' to leverage the 'Power' of this world."

Chu Xuanjin's voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, guiding the Vast Qi within Bai Jinnian to circulate along a Mysterious Trajectory.

Bai Jinnian's Aura began to climb steadily.

A powerful Qi Wave erupted from within him.

Under Chu Xuanjin's guidance, his Cultivation Level advanced irresistibly, finally stabilizing firmly at Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

[Ding! Host diligently instructed Disciple Bai Jinnian, triggering Ten Thousand Times Critical Return!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Major Achievement Comprehension of the divine rank Cultivation Technique 'Word Spirit: Book of All Things'!]

[Ding! Detected that Host's Disciple Bai Jinnian's Cultivation Level has Broken Through to Foundation Establishment Middle Stage! Triggering Minor Cultivation Level Empowerment!]

The System notifications rang out continuously in Chu Xuanjin's mind.

He withdrew his finger with satisfaction.

"You may visit the Scripture Repository and the Cultivation Technique Pavilion in the Sect. If you have any confusion, you can seek out your Senior Brothers, Senior Sisters, or the Sect Elders for discussion."

"Yes, Revered Master!" Bai Jinnian, feeling the Surging Power within his body, excitedly saluted again.

Chu Xuanjin waved his hand, his figure flickered, and he disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in another Valley.

Here, the fragrance of pills permeated the air, and Medicinal Qi soared into the sky.

The Fifth Disciple, Gongsun Yan, was sweating profusely as she guarded a Purple Gold Eight Trigrams Furnace, carefully controlling the Furnace Fire.

After returning from home, she immediately plunged into the Pill Refining Room, studying day and night.

"Hmm, it's taking shape."

Chu Xuanjin looked at her focused expression and nodded.

"Ma... Revered Master!" Gongsun Yan was startled by the voice, her hand shook, and the Furnace Fire almost went out of control.

She quickly stabilized her mind and completed the final Pill Collection Steps.

Opening the Pill Furnace, three round, plump bigu pills emitting a clear fragrance lay quietly at the bottom of the furnace.

"Revered Master, Disciple... Disciple succeeded! They are High Grade bigu pills!" She excitedly held the Medicinal Pills, like a child offering treasure.

"Not bad." Chu Xuanjin picked one up, tossed it into his mouth, and chewed it.

"The heat was just right, and the Medicinal Efficacy was purified well. Much better than that Black Lump from last time."

Gongsun Yan's face instantly turned red.

"You Awakened the Heaven Rank Pill Dao Saint Body, coupled with the Shennong Hundred Herbs Classic; if you still can't refine pills well, I, your Revered Master, will have to spank your butt," Chu Xuanjin chuckled.

He changed the subject.

"However, the Pill Dao is merely 'Technique' (Shu). The Medical Dao is the true 'Dao'."

"Medicinal Pills save one person's body. The Medical Dao saves All Beings Under Heaven."

"Today, I, your Revered Master, will impart to you the Beginning of the Medical Dao."

Chu Xuanjin began to explain to Gongsun Yan what Inspection, Auscultation, Interrogation, and Pulse-taking are, what Meridians and Acupoints are, and what Yin and Yang Harmony is.

What he spoke of was not Mundane Medical Theory.

But the Supreme Medical Dao, which uses heaven and earth as the furnace, all things as medicine, and Law as the needle.

Gongsun Yan listened, utterly mesmerized.

The talent of her Pill Dao Saint Body allowed her to draw inferences about other cases from one instance, and her understanding of the Medical Dao advanced a thousand miles in a day.

The Spiritual Power within her body began to surge uncontrollably with her comprehension.

Foundation Establishment Late Stage, Great Perfection!

She was only one step away from Core Formation!

"Alright," Chu Xuanjin stopped explaining.

"Talking without practicing is useless. If you isolate yourself and work behind closed doors here, you will never become a true Divine Doctor."

"Starting tomorrow, you should also go down the mountain for experience."

"Whether you want to travel the land Practicing Medicine to Help the World, or open a Medical Clinic to treat the sick and save people, it is up to you."

"Disciple... I obey!"

A bright light flickered in Gongsun Yan's eyes.

She seemed to see a completely new path leading to the Great Dao.

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I saw a few people asking about the Realms, so I'll post them.

Lower Realm Ranks:

Qi Refining → Foundation Establishment → Golden Core → Nascent Soul → Soul Transformation → Void Refining → Body Integration → Mahayana

Let's not talk about the Immortal Realm for now (Earth Immortal is known).