162: Chapter 162 Ten is Perfection, Perfect Seed Condensed

Back to the present.

Chen Xing sat cross-legged under the ten-meter-tall small tree. He first pressed the guqin against his forehead to trigger the mark.

“Buzz!”

Power belonging exclusively to a Heavenly God gushed out, accompanied by bursts of melodious zither music, all finally entering his body.

Four Seals: the first for the Physical Body, the second for Magic Power, the third for the Soul, and the fourth for the Ability—the seed.

However, Chen Xing's seed was currently in a shattered state.

Chen Xing tried to eat the yin yang fruit, but because his cultivation was too low, he couldn't even bite through the skin. Helplessly, he had to rely on his teacher's power.

“Hmm... not bad?” He ate the fresh and juicy flesh, experiencing an indescribable wonderfulness.

But immediately following that was the terrifying power contained within the yin yang fruit, which nearly bloated him to the point of bursting.

“Combine, Refine!”

Chen Xing held up a Sword Finger with one hand, using the Origin of the Light Element as the lead to draw in the yin yang source qi.

The power of Yin and Yang was boundlessly domineering, barging into his body without restraint, crushing bones and tearing through his internal organs.

Chen Xing coughed up blood, and two lines of bloody tears ran down his cheeks. He felt a buzzing in his brain as his consciousness blurred.

“Dong!”

At the critical moment, the Power of Melody within his body erupted.

Like a pair of invisible giant hands, it suppressed the Yin and Yang Qi with absolute dominance and dragged it into the four Seals.

“Bang!”

The yin yang fruit didn't escape either. As soon as the Melody appeared, it transformed into flying daggers, slicing the fruit into four portions.

Chen Xing gained a moment of respite and immediately summoned his light war robe and Radiant Divine Ring, activating his Innate Divine Ability—Origin of Light.

Enlightenment Space.

Chen Xing sat cross-legged on the water's surface. In front of him was another person exactly like him, also refining these powers.

Chen Xing watched intently, following every movement the other made until a full cycle was completed.

“Buzz!”

His broken bones healed, his internal organs were restored to their original state, and his Light Origin reached a higher level.

Just as it had been painful before, it was now equally comfortable, as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

After the second cycle of movements, Chen Xing completely entered the state and attempted to take his Sunlight and Yin Light to the next level.

The seventh and eighth lights, which had just reached a stable state, were now being nurtured by the Yin and Yang Qi. Like bamboo shoots after rain, they were growing rapidly.

...

A short while later, various parties had more or less obtained some Yin and Yang Qi, while the strong had obtained source qi.

Qin Feng and Lin Qingyao sat facing each other on the mountainside, their four palms pressed together, circulating the Dragon-Tiger Divine Art to feed back into the Tyrant Body.

Su He sat alone on a stone platform, facing the starry sky. Black and white qi surrounded her as she absorbed the power of the starry sky for her own use.

“Sister, I need to master the Yin Yang Flames this time, so we can't Cultivate together,” Chu Li said under the tree.

“Mhm, be careful. Do not be greedy. If you cannot manage it, then withdraw. You can come back in the future; there is no need to rush,” Chu Zhen cautioned.

“I know! What about you? When will you Breakthrough to the Three Heavens?” Chu Li smiled.

“With the yin yang source qi aiding my cultivation this time, I want to try and master Yang Lightning (I have already mastered Yin Lightning). After Yinyang Mountain closes, I will return to the ancestral lands for secluded meditation,” Chu Zhen said solemnly.

“Sigh, how long will it take before we can reach the same heights as them?”

Chu Li sighed softly, involuntarily looking toward the mountain peak.

“That day will come. Cultivate hard,” Chu Zhen patted her head and turned to leave.

...

Ten days later, there were five days left before Yinyang Mountain would close.

Chen Xing had refined to a point of saturation, and all three aspects had been fully enhanced.

It was worth mentioning that his eighth light had already disappeared.

This was because Chen Xing had combined [Sunlight] and [Yin Light] together, creating a brand new seventh light—Yin Yang Light!

“Bang!”

Deep within Chen Xing's Origin, it was like a vast, boundless sea of multicolored divine light.

On the vast surface of the sea, seven different pillars of light stood tall, each representing a light he had mastered.

Golden Light, the first light, focused on the Dao of Slaughter.

Then there were Starlight, Black Light, Body Light, Magic Light, Soul Light, and the newest Yin Yang Light.

“Combine!”

Chen Xing sat in the center, surrounded by the pillars of light. He pinched a hand Seal, drawing out his Ability—the Light Element.

“Buzz!”

Following that, all the lights and powers converged, merging together with the shattered seed.

Chen Xing focused intently, not daring to be the least bit careless, but his movements were skillful; this was not his first time.

Outside, many people were also watching this place.

Han Lingxi was rarely not playing her zither, staring intently at her Rebellious Disciple, fearing any accident.

“A powerhouse with a seed is on a completely different level than one without. I really wonder what kind of seed he will condense.”

“Even without a Perfect Seed, his combat power was already terrifying. Even Yu Mo was easily taken down by him.”

“Indeed. If he condenses a Perfect Seed that satisfies him, wouldn't he be invincible within the Spirit Seed Realm?”

“Have you forgotten something?”

“...”

Just as the gods were joking around, someone spoke up to remind them.

Hearing this, the gods in the sky were stunned, even feeling a sense of daze, as if it weren't real.

That's right, Chen Xing was already the strongest Spirit Seed Realm Ability User. No matter how much stronger he became later, as long as he didn't exceed this Realm, he would be the strongest!

“Chen Xing was already the strongest without a Perfect Seed. If he has one, just how powerful will he become?”

“He truly is a peerless talent. Perhaps in the future, he can compete with geniuses like Zhong Yang and Mo Xin?”

“Isn't that a bit of an exaggeration?”

“I don't think it's an exaggeration. If you ask me, he could even go toe-to-toe with Hua Zizai!”

“Now you're exaggerating too much.”

“...”

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, once again shocked by Chen Xing's achievements, and they all offered high praise.

However, a very annoying voice made everyone snap back to reality, their veins bulging as they felt the urge to get up and hit someone.

“My disciple is untalented, please stop flattering him, everyone.”

The corners of Han Lingxi's mouth curled up slightly as she waved her hand dismissively, looking smug as if she were the one being praised.

“One more word and I'll beat you to death!” several old Heavenly Gods glared.

“Mm-hmm-hmm...” Han Lingxi completely ignored their gazes and began humming a cheerful little tune again.

...

The fifteenth day.

The ancient yinyang tree possessed a spirit. It stopped bestowing blessings upon the world and instead began absorbing energy from the Universe to strengthen itself.

Everyone understood that the time for closing had arrived, so they all got up to leave.

“Bang!”

Near the mountain peak, a beam of multicolored light soared into the sky; that was Chen Xing's location.

Such an auspicious sign also meant that Chen Xing had condensed a Perfect Seed!

“Ten is Perfection. This time... it's a success!”

Chen Xing walked out of his place of secluded meditation, his eyes clear and pure, his appearance elegant and handsome. His white clothes fluttered, making him look like a banished immortal descending to earth.

The Perfect Seed had been successfully condensed. That was his Ability, now taking root and sprouting within his body, growing vigorously.

As his Realm increased in the future, the seed would sprout and grow into a small tree until it became a towering giant tree.

“Spirit Seed Realm Late Stage. Good, that's enough. This was a bountiful harvest!” Chen Xing clenched his fist, feeling the surging power, and was immensely satisfied.

This trip was not in vain.