187: Chapter 187 Binding Successful, So Awesome!
[Chu Sheng couldn't sleep all night.]
[It wasn't that he didn't want to; he just couldn't.]
[Dao Cheng Realm.]
[He chewed on those three words repeatedly, like a tough piece of meat that couldn't be chewed through.]
[Wendao Palace actually has such an old monster, and not the kind who stays in secluded meditation, but one who is active and lively.]
[The Old Grandfather also floated out from the ring and sat on the edge of the bed. Two people—one living person and one remnant soul—stared at each other.]
["She said she's lived for over a thousand years," Chu Sheng said. "Her seniority is even higher than Ye Gucheng's."]
[The Old Grandfather nodded. "More than that.]
[For a Cultivator of the Dao Cheng Realm, living for two or three thousand years is normal.]
[She might be someone the Ancestral Master of Wendao Palace left behind to guard the Spiritual Vein."]
[Chu Sheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Why do you think she didn't stop me?"]
[The Old Grandfather's hand stroking his beard paused, then he slowly said, "She said, 'The wendao bell didn't say you were bad, so I can't be bothered to care.'"]
[Chu Sheng turned those words over in his mind several times.]
[The wendao bell chose to remain silent.]
[That broken bell, which he had only half-refined, didn't expose him, didn't warn Tangtang, and didn't even let out a peep.]
[What does this mean?]
[It means the zhu xian sword's concealment is effective, and the wendao bell has recognized his 'harmlessness.']
[Or rather, that bell has its own thoughts; it didn't want Tangtang to stop him.]
[Thinking of this, Chu Sheng suddenly felt more confident.]
[The next night, he went to the mine tunnel again.]
[This time, he was familiar with the path. He phased through walls, went downhill, and passed through the corridor so narrow he could only pass sideways. In half an hour, he reached the stone wall.]
[Tangtang wasn't there.]
[Chu Sheng sat cross-legged in front of the stone wall, took a deep breath, and brought up the Sect Binding entry from the panel.]
[The red entry flickered in the Void Realm.]
[He reached out and pressed his hand against the stone wall.]
[It wasn't Qi or Divine Sense, but something like roots that passed through the gaps in the stone wall, through layers of Restrictions, and probed deep into the Spiritual Vein.]
[He felt it.]
[The Luck of Wendao Palace.]
[It was like a great river.]
[So wide the other bank was invisible, and so deep the bottom couldn't be reached.]
[The river water was golden, surging, roaring, and flowing endlessly.]
[The Luck of the Thirty-Six Peaks branched out from here, like tributaries joining the main stream.]
[The moment Chu Sheng reached into the river, he felt his body being lifted by a massive force, like a fallen leaf drifting into a waterfall.]
[Binding successful!]
[Four words popped up from the simulator panel, shining with golden light.]
[Chu Sheng felt his Dantian being stretched open—not a tear, but an expansion.]
[A branch of that great river of Luck was slowly flowing into his body.]
[It wasn't much, as thin as a strand of hair, but it was continuous.]
[The thousands of years of heritage of Wendao Palace were dripping into his Dantian drop by drop, like milking a cow.]
[Cracks appeared in the Bottleneck of the Early Stage of Sea Opening Realm.]
[Chu Sheng felt his cultivation loosening.]
[He gritted his teeth and didn't Breakthrough on the spot.]
[He didn't dare to absorb too much.]
[Tangtang was just above, and the Sixth Peak wasn't far from here. The Divine Sense of the Dao Cheng Realm could cover the entire Wendao Mountain Range.]
[If she noticed any fluctuations in the Spiritual Vein, his life as a 'parasite' would be over.]
[He set a daily absorption limit, as thin as a strand of hair.]
[Small streams flow far; even a mosquito's leg is still meat.]
[Returning to the stone house, Chu Sheng closed the door.]
[The Old Grandfather floated out from the ring and looked at him with a complex expression: "You kid, you're now a parasite of Wendao Palace.]
[Hide well, don't get caught."]
[Chu Sheng nodded, then suddenly laughed, bending over with laughter.]
["Binding successful!" He slapped his thigh. "I fucking bound it successfully!"]
[The Old Grandfather was bewildered by his laughter: "Is it that serious?"]
[Chu Sheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up, and took a deep breath.]
[The Luck of Wendao Palace flowed through his body like a warm river, from his Dantian to his limbs and bones, and back to his Dantian.]
[It cycled repeatedly, endless and vibrant.]
[He suddenly felt that this sensation was even better than the union of Yin and Yang.]
[It wasn't an explosive pleasure, but a continuous one that seeped out from the marrow of his bones.]
[Like eating the first bite of food after starving for three days, or finally finding a safe house after being hunted for eight hundred miles.]
[He suppressed the urge to Breakthrough and sat down cross-legged.]
[He guided the diverted Luck in his Dantian to circulate through his Meridians, cycle after cycle.]
[Under the washing of the Luck, the Bottleneck of the Early Stage of Sea Opening Realm grew thinner and thinner, like a layer of window paper that could be broken with a single poke.]
[Boom.]
[The Bottleneck shattered.]
[Middle Stage of Sea Opening Realm.]
[The Luck was still flowing.]
[Chu Sheng gritted his teeth and continued to circulate his Cultivation Technique.]
[That warm force didn't stop. Like a flood that had burst a dam, it broke through the first line of defense and surged toward the second.]
[His Meridians were expanding, his Dantian was swelling, and his cultivation shot up like a rocket.]
[Late Stage of Sea Opening Realm.]
[Chu Sheng opened his eyes, which were shining with brilliant light.]
[He looked down at his hands and clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.]
[Late Stage of Sea Opening Realm, only one step away from the Peak of Spiritual Sea.]
[He had Cultivated for decades in the simulation to reach the Early Stage of Sea Opening Realm, but now, after binding a Sect, he reached the Late Stage of Sea Opening Realm in just two days.]
[This feeling, how should he put it—]
["It's so fucking good," he muttered to himself.]
[The Old Grandfather floated out from the ring, looked him up and down, and nodded: "Not bad.]
[Your Foundation is stable, not superficial.]
[It seems the Luck of Wendao Palace is indeed profound."]
[Chu Sheng stood up and stretched his neck, making a cracking sound.]
[In the direction of the Sixth Peak, clouds and mist swirled, and the outline of the palace at the summit could be faintly seen.]
[Tangtang was there, eating candied haws, guarding the Spiritual Vein, and couldn't be bothered with him.]
[The corners of Chu Sheng's mouth slowly curled up.]
[Sixth Peak.]
[Tangtang's territory, and also a key node of the Spiritual Vein.]
[He had now bound the Spiritual Vein, which was equivalent to attaching a straw to the heart of Wendao Palace.]
[And the Sixth Peak was the closest outlet for this straw.]
[He could follow the Sixth Peak to slowly scout the Sect's layout.]
[Who was strong and who was weak, which peak had abundant Luck, and which peak was on the decline—all this information would be sifted out by him bit by bit, like silt in river water.]