34: Chapter 34 The Yin-Yang Creation Technique

The youth spoke, his voice clear and cold.

Liu Qingqing was startled by the youth who had appeared out of thin air, her voice trembling even more.

"W-who are you?"

"I am the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, known by the Daoist name 'Xuanming'," the youth said calmly.

"From this day forth, you shall be my Personal Disciple and the Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

"I don't want to be some Saintess! I want to go home!"

Liu Qingqing's eyes reddened with anxiety, but she summoned her courage and said.

The youth's expression remained unchanged: "Since you wish to go home, I will take you back to see."

After speaking, he raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the air.

Liu Qingqing felt an irresistible force envelop her entire body, and she floated lightly from the lake surface, slowly flying toward the shore.

"I-Immortal..." Liu Qingqing stammered.

At the same time, she noticed that where her vision fell, her hair was as white as snow.

"H-how did I become like this?" Her voice trembled.

"When the Heavenly Demon Physique undergoes Awakening, one's appearance naturally changes," Xuanming said calmly. "It is merely a physical shell, why dwell on it?"

Before long, the two arrived above the cliff. "Let's go."

He stepped forward; although his pace was not fast, Liu Qingqing found herself following him involuntarily. The surrounding scenery retreated rapidly, almost blurring into streaks of light.

Soon, the familiar village entrance appeared before them. However, what met her eyes was a ruin! Weeds grew rampant, and there were no signs of people.

"How could it... be like this..." Liu Qingqing stood frozen on the spot, her face deathly pale.

She rushed into the ruins like a madwoman, arriving at the location of her home in her memory. It, too, was left with only a few charred logs.

Liu Qingqing's eyes reddened. "Yiyi! Yiyi!" "Yiyi... where are you..." Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Just then, a rustling sound came from nearby. A middle-aged man wearing coarse cloth clothes poked his head out from behind a tree, looking nervous.

Liu Qingqing turned her head abruptly. "Who are you? What happened here? Where is my sister?"

The man was startled by her red eyes and white hair, took two steps back, and stammered.

"I-I was entrusted by someone to wait here for a girl named Liu Qingqing..."

"I am Liu Qingqing!" Liu Qingqing stepped forward anxiously. "Do you know about my sister? How is she?"

The man swallowed hard. "S-someone asked me to tell you... your sister is still alive, at... at Biluo Lake."

"Biluo Lake?" Liu Qingqing repeated, murmuring. "How could she be there? Who took her away? What did that person look like?"

The man shook his head. "I don't know. They just gave me some silver and told me to wait here and pass on the message..."

Liu Qingqing wanted to ask more, but Xuanming had already drifted to her side: "Enough. Since you know your sister is safe, you should follow me back to the sect to Cultivate."

"But..." "There are no 'buts'."

Xuanming's tone was calm but unquestionable. "Follow me back to the sect, and I will teach you the supreme Cultivation Technique of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Once you have achieved success in your Cultivation, I will let you go down the mountain to find your sister. By then, not to mention finding your sister, even turning the world upside down will not be a difficult task."

Liu Qingqing looked at the ruins before her, then recalled the innocent and lively smile of her sister, Liu Yiyi, and finally nodded heavily. "Okay... I will go with you. But you must promise me."

"Naturally." With a wave of Xuanming's hand, the two soared into the air once again, flying toward the northern horizon.

Time passed, and another half a year went by at Biluo Lake. Ye Changge's courtyard became increasingly prosperous. The maidservants and concubines in the courtyard also began to give birth one after another.

This day, in the quiet room, Ye Changge had just finished a cycle of circulation. Over the past half year, his Spiritual Qi had been polished to become increasingly perfect. Before long, he would be able to attempt Foundation Establishment.

Just at this moment. [Ding! Congratulations to the Host for reaching thirty offspring! You have received one Advanced draw opportunity!] [Bloodline effect increased: Probability of offspring being born with a special Physique +3%!]

"Oh? Advanced draw? The thirtieth child has been born? Time really flies," Ye Changge said with a look of joy.

He first comforted his concubines as usual and gave the child a name, before returning to the quiet room to summon the System. A large golden roulette wheel appeared in response, with the central text now reading [Offspring 30/40].

"Start draw!" The wheel spun rapidly, and after five breaths, it slowly stopped at the [Cultivation Technique] area!

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Cultivation Technique, "Yin Yang Creation Art"!] ["Yin Yang Creation Art": Qi-path Immortal Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique.]

[In the ancient era, the Hehuan Venerable observed the interaction of Yin and Yang in heaven and earth and created this unique Dao. Based on the two energies of Yin and Yang, it generates the power of creation, which can nourish oneself and also be used to kill enemies; it is infinitely profound.]

"Immortal Rank Cultivation Technique?!" Ye Changge's pupils constricted. The two Cultivation Techniques the System had given him before were Heaven Rank and possessed extraordinary power, but he had not expected that this time, it would directly provide an Immortal Rank one!

"System, I want the Legacy!" Ye Changge said impatiently in his mind.

Hum—! A torrent of information instantly surged into his Sea of Consciousness! A moment later, the Legacy concluded.

Ye Changge slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of Yin and Yang energy seemed to pass through his pupils before instantly retracting. He let out a long breath, his face filled with irrepressible joy.

"Good! Good! Good!" Although this Cultivation Technique was a Qi-path technique, it contained many methods for balancing Yin and Yang. The techniques of mutual complementation for Dual Cultivation would yield twice the result with half the effort when practiced with a Dao Companion. It was exactly the Dual Cultivation Technique Ye Changge wanted.

Moreover, it also contained a secret technique, the "Yin Yang Foundation Establishment Method," which could help cleanse the Dao Foundation and greatly improve the quality of the Foundation Establishment.

"This 'Yin Yang Creation Art' is truly profound; not only is its rank high enough, but it is extremely suitable for me!" He stroked his chin.

"And this 'Yin Yang Foundation Establishment Method' is a timely rain!"

Ye Changge was currently at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, his spiritual power polished and rounded, and he was only one step away from Foundation Establishment. Originally, holding two top-grade foundation establishment pills and several foundation establishment spiritual items, he already had over an 80% chance of success in Foundation Establishment.

However, the quality of the Dao Foundation varied, from the lowest-grade incomplete Dao Foundation to Medium Grade, High Grade, and even the legendary Flawless Dao Foundation and Perfect Dao Foundation; the difference was like clouds and mud.

The quality of the Dao Foundation was directly related to his future potential limit, the depth of his magical power, and the difficulty of Core Formation! Now, with this "Yin Yang Foundation Establishment Method," his hope of achieving a higher-quality Dao Foundation had undoubtedly increased greatly!

"Decided!" Ye Changge slapped his thigh. "My main Cultivation Technique from now on will be this 'Yin Yang Creation Art'!"

Ye Changge sat cross-legged again and composed his mind. "First, let me familiarize myself with the basic operations of the 'Yin Yang Creation Art'."

...A few days later, Ye Changge's Spiritual Qi had almost completely followed the flow of the Yin Yang Creation Art. He decided to fulfill his promise first. He would accompany Lu Shiqing back to the Lu family in Qingmao Mountain to visit her relatives, and incidentally, formally take his son, Ye Chen, to meet his grandparents.

This morning, Ye Changge, accompanied by Lu Shiqing and Ye Chen, boarded the broad back of Xiaojin.

"Skree!" Xiaojin let out a long cry, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky, flying toward Qingmao Mountain.

Qingmao Mountain was not far from Biluo Lake; at Xiaojin's speed, they could arrive in one day. Halfway through the flight, below them were rolling hills and sparse woodlands.

Ye Changge was holding Lu Shiqing, pointing at something below and saying something to make her happy, when suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his gaze cast toward a spot below. "Hmm? There are Spiritual Qi fluctuations from a fight?"

Lu Shiqing also sensed it and looked intently: "Looking at their attire... it seems to be our Lu family's caravan! That's my sister!"

Below in the mountain forest, a caravan was being besieged by seven or eight Black-robed Cultivators. Most of the caravan guards were dead or injured, and the few remaining were struggling to hold on.

In the center of the caravan, a water-blue silhouette was holding a deep blue Flying Sword, fighting fiercely with three Black-robed Cultivators. The woman was beautiful and delicate; it was Lu Shiqing's sister, Lu Shiyin!

However, at this moment, her dress was torn in many places, revealing the fair skin beneath. There were wounds on her shoulders and arms, and her aura was already somewhat disordered.

"Sister!" Lu Shiqing cried out in alarm. Ye Changge's eyes turned cold: "Xiaojin, go down!"

"Skree!" Xiaojin let out an eagle cry, and its massive figure swooped down like a meteor!