316: True Transmission Assessment Task

"Thank you my ass! Get lost, don't delay this old man's research on this 'Nine Nether Heart-Burning Brew'!"

Liu Duan waved his hand impatiently and picked up the jar of Demon Realm wine, which was still more than half full.

He turned and ducked into the forging room, clearly impatient to study this rare item.

Yao Delong shook his head with a smile and took his leave from Spirit Forging Peak.

Luoxia Peak, Yao Delong's Immortal Cave.

By the time he returned to his familiar Immortal Cave, dusk had already fallen.

Luoxia Peak was shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, with dense Spiritual Qi, peaceful and serene,

completely different from the gloom of the Soul Prison and the heat of Spirit Forging Peak.

Yao Delong pushed open the stone door of the Immortal Cave, preparing to sit and adjust his breathing,

to sort out today's gains, but his gaze was drawn to a small, curled-up white figure in the corner.

It was the Little White Flood Dragon Qiong Shuang.

The little fellow was coiled on her favorite Cold Jade Prayer Mat,

her small head buried in her coiled body,

leaving only a small tip of her tail exposed, twitching uneasily from time to time.

The usual clever and agile aura was gone, replaced by a thick sense of... being ashamed to death?

Yao Delong was slightly stunned, then remembered the commotion of "consolidating cultivation" last night,

and the way Qiong Shuang had fled this morning with two "panda eyes," he immediately understood and couldn't help but smile.

He deliberately made his footsteps heavier.

"Wu..."

Qiong Shuang's small body suddenly stiffened and buried itself even deeper, shrinking into a ball,

as if she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

The tip of the tail exposed outside instantly tensed straight, and the scales even bristled slightly.

Yao Delong walked closer, knelt down, and held back his laughter,

deliberately poking her cold and smooth scales with his fingertip:

"Qiong Shuang? What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"No... No!"

Qiong Shuang's muffled voice came from inside her body,

with a heavy nasal tone and shame, her little head refused to lift up,

"I... I'm sleepy! I want to sleep! Big Brother, leave me alone!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Yao Delong prolonged his tone, the laughter in his eyes deepening, "Then last night..."

"Ahhh! Don't say it! Don't talk about last night!"

Qiong Shuang was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, suddenly lifting her head,

her golden vertical pupils filled with moisture from shame and anger, her small face flushed red, and even her scales turned pink,

"I... I didn't see anything! I didn't hear anything! I was asleep! I was sound asleep!"

She defended herself incoherently, her voice getting smaller and smaller, and finally buried her head back again,

leaving only two small, pinkish-white flood dragon ears exposed,

at this moment, the tips of those ears were also red as blood, still trembling.

Looking at the little fellow's ashamed and desperate appearance, wishing she could disappear on the spot,

Yao Delong finally couldn't help but let out a low laugh. This little thing was too thin-skinned.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore."

Yao Delong suppressed his laughter and took out a pill from his storage ring that emitted a cool aura,

an "Ice Soul Spirit-Condensing Pill" that had a nourishing effect on the Divine Soul of Yao Beasts,

and placed it on the jade table in front of Qiong Shuang, "This is for you, to calm your nerves."

Qiong Shuang's small nose sniffed, and smelling the pure Medicinal Pill aura, her body moved slightly,

but she still didn't look up, only giving a muffled "Hmph" as a response.

Yao Delong shook his head and stopped teasing her, walking to the prayer mat in the center of the cultivation Secret Chamber and sitting cross-legged.

He did not rush to Cultivate, but instead sank his mind into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness,

touching the Nascent Soul Stage sword Dao insights from the Sword Heart True Man again.

These insights had already been mastered by him in the God Burial Abyss Secret Realm,

forging the "Flawless Sword Heart" Realm, where Sword Intent arises naturally with a thought, without any hindrance.

However, every time he reorganized them, it was like repeatedly washing a piece of peerless jade with the purest spring water,

always able to wash away the dust and reflect new luster.

This time, he felt it particularly clearly.

"The Spiritual Power Affinity has increased to 9 points... It brings not only the speed of absorbing Spiritual Qi,

but also causes the Comprehension Ability to rise as well."

Yao Delong understood in his heart. Initially relying on the "nine revolutions heavenly soul foundation establishment pill" to force his Comprehension Ability to 10 points,

although the values were not much different, the feeling was completely different.

The 10 points of Comprehension Ability at that time were more like an endowed "ability,"

facing profound Cultivation Techniques, many parts were still obscure and difficult to understand,

knowing what it was but not why, ultimately still relying on the System's points to force Perfection.

But now, these 9 points of Spiritual Power Affinity

seemed to truly integrate into his Soul Origin and transform into his own talent.

Looking at those Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals again, the difficult parts that were once like a heavenly book

now became clear and logically distinct.

He was confident that even without relying on the System's Heaven-Defying power of instant Perfection, just by his own comprehension,

he could also Cultivate a Cultivation Technique to a profound Realm in a short time,

although not as terrifying as the System's Perfection, it was still far beyond his peers!

"This is the Foundation that truly belongs to me!"

A sharp light flashed in Yao Delong's eyes, and a strong sense of confidence welled up in his heart.

The System is a help, a shortcut, but the improvement of one's own Comprehension Ability

is the most solid ladder to climb to the Peak of the Great Dao.

The night passed in silence, with only Sword Intent flowing in the Sea of Consciousness,

the silent sharpness of Heart Sword Without Trace and the vast insights of Sword Heart True Man confirmed each other,

making his understanding of sword Dao increasingly profound and harmonious.

The next day, at the main Peak of the Yin Yang Sect, the Mission Hall.

When Yao Delong's figure appeared before the magnificent white jade gates of the Mission Hall,

the boiling voices of the crowd inside the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

"Look! It's Senior Brother Yao from Luoxia Peak!"

"Hiss... He came out? Didn't they say he was trapped in the God Burial Abyss Secret Realm?"

"His aura... so strong! It feels even more terrifying than before!

Could the rumors be true? Did he really get a great Opportunity inside?"

"Definitely! How else to explain this explosion in cultivation?"

The discussions were like stones thrown into a lake, spreading rapidly.

The topic quickly shifted from Yao Delong's escape to the shocking news that had recently broken out in the Sect.

"Hey, have you heard? That Deacon Luo from the Scripture Pavilion is actually a hidden piece planted by the Demon Sect!"

An Inner Sect Disciple lowered his voice, his face still filled with disbelief.

"Hiss—!" A female Disciple nearby gasped, her face turning pale,

"Deacon... Deacon Luo? How is that possible! She was such a nice person, spoke so gently,

and often guided us in finding Cultivation Techniques... How could she be a Demon Cultivator?"

"Alas, you can know a person's face but not their heart!" Another Disciple shook his head and sighed,

"I heard that this time she cooperated with Xiao Chen to ambush Senior Brother Yao in the God Burial Abyss Secret Realm, which is how she was exposed!"

"Yes, yes! I heard that too! It seems Senior Brother Yao was trapped in the Secret Realm by them!

Who would have thought that Senior Brother Yao not only escaped but also gained a blessing in disguise!"

As Yao Delong stepped into the hall, all eyes instantly focused on him.

Those Inner Sect Disciples and Core Disciples who were originally discussing in whispers, whether they knew him before or not,

at this moment, they all subconsciously stopped talking, their faces showing expressions of awe and respect.