Kapitel 96: Chapter 96: Blue Sea and Blue Sky Picture
On the edge of the cliff, with peculiar and rugged rocks, surrounded by ethereal mist.
Yan Yuchen, after much difficulty, found this beautiful and secluded place. He immediately found a spot, sat cross-legged, and began meditation.
As the warm energy flowed through his meridians, a familiar sensation surged within him.
His pores opened, and his breath became longer.
Internally, the golden core slowly rotated.
A subtle vortex appeared in the hazy central part of the lake below, rotating in the direction of the golden core.
Subsequently, it began to connect with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
As the vortex in the dantian spun faster, unseen spiritual energy in the air rushed towards him.
Through the nose and the opened pores, it flowed into various meridians.
After filtering through the meridians, it collectively flowed towards the lake.
After further refinement in the dantian, it transformed into tiny crystalline objects, falling to the lake bottom.
This was the spiritual power that could activate any magical ability.
Only when the crystal of spiritual power formed could one truly enter the ranks of spiritual communication.
As the volume of the crystal grew, after a certain point, the refined spiritual power would form a second crystal in the dantian.
This marked the second stage of spiritual communication.
When there were nine crystals, reaching unity, a qualitative change would occur, advancing to the next, more formidable level.
Now, Yan Yuchen had finally progressed from sensing spiritual energy, opening his dantian, to reaching the first stage of spiritual communication, becoming a true cultivator.
As a cultivator, he could practice magical abilities.
Of course, he couldn't reveal this news for now.
Having just arrived at the Demon Subduing Sect yesterday and obtained the cultivation method, he transformed from an unknown little handyman to an admired cultivator within a day.
This speed of cultivation was too unbelievable.
Even he felt it was somewhat dreamlike and dared not believe it.
If others were to find out, it might bring trouble rather than fortune.
Moreover, he needed to find a way to return to the outside world now, check on his body, and see how his younger sister and parents were coping.
His health was improving, diseases vanishing. The whole family was joyful. But suddenly, not waking up, how could they not be heartbroken?
"Tomorrow, I must plead with Senior Sister Zhou to take me down the mountain, back to the place where I appeared. Since I emerged from there, there should be an exit to the outside world. When I came to the Demon Subduing Sect from that place, it took nearly an hour of flying. The mountains are vast, and the journey is long. Even if I can escape now, I won't be able to get out."
Yan Yuchen stood up, looking at the green mountains and white clouds outside the cliff, feeling a longing for his younger sister and parents.
Even though he had only been here for a day, it felt like a lifetime. The various scenes in this world made him feel reborn, as if in a dream.
"Ah, Senior Sister Zhou may not agree unless I can offer her something satisfying."
Thinking of this, he took out the storage ring from his pocket, silently praying that the contents inside hadn't turned into junk due to the passage of time.
This was his entire wealth in this world.
With a thought, the crystal of spiritual power in his dantian faintly shimmered. A thread of spiritual power surged to his palm, opening the storage ring.
First, a few broken swords appeared in his sight, followed by some bottles and jars, likely containing various pills.
In his current condition, he couldn't distinguish the quality of the pills, so he couldn't use them for now.
Next were three ancient books: one on "Soul Cultivation," one on the "Art of Ghost Control," and another with strange characters, seemingly like a celestial script that even the knowledgeable Qingya couldn't recognize.
Following that were three weapons: a short knife, a small sword, and a small drum.
However, since these were found in the ancient cultivator's cave, they were definitely more than just weapons. According to Qingya's guess, at the very least, they should be magical instruments.
Yan Yuchen first took out the short knife, trying to stimulate the spiritual power within him onto the blade. The blade immediately flashed with a red light, emanating a faint chill.
"Swish!"
He lightly waved the short knife towards a white cloud in front of the cliff. A crescent-shaped blade energy shot out, instantly cutting the cloud in half.
Thinking the blade energy would dissipate, it unexpectedly flew far away before circling back, reintegrating into the blade, disappearing without a trace.
"Interesting."
Yan Yuchen touched the cold blade and flicked his finger. It vibrated with a continuous hum.
"Let's see the small sword now."
He put away the short knife and took out the small sword, trying to stimulate the spiritual power. The small sword trembled slightly, emitting a faint light.
A forward slash, but there was no response.
"This should be a flying sword. I haven't specifically cultivated the art of flying swords, so I should be unable to stimulate it. However, Senior Sister Zhou has a sword. This small sword should be most suitable for her, but I wonder if it fits her preferences."
He doesn't understand the classification of these magical instruments, unsure of what's considered good or inferior.
Afraid of embarrassment from giving something of low quality and even more fearful of provoking the recipient, he also feels regretful about giving something too good.
However, since this small sword is an ancient cultivator's item and should be of good quality, and he doesn't have much use for it, it's best to give it away.
With his decision made, his mood instantly brightened.
Putting away the small sword, he took out the small drum. He stimulated spiritual power and tapped it. His heart trembled, his whole body stiffened, and his consciousness froze.
More terrifyingly, in his line of sight, a swiftly flying bird suddenly froze in mid-air, completely motionless!
After two or three seconds, everything returned to normal.
His body could move again, consciousness regained clarity, and the startled bird quickly chirped and flew away.
"This little drum has such power!"
Yan Yuchen was silently amazed.
The least conspicuous item among the three treasures turned out to be quite impressive.
He quickly looked around, ensuring no one was spying, and then relaxed.
However, he didn't dare to try too much. After quickly establishing a blood connection, he placed it back into the storage ring.
After establishing a blood connection, if he were to tap it again, he wouldn't be restricted as he was just now. After all, it was a treasure connected to his bloodline.
In the storage ring, there was one item left.
It was an apparently ordinary painting depicting a blue sky, white clouds, and an expansive, boundless azure sea, a spectacular scene.
Yan Yuchen examined it carefully, unable to discern any clues. Trying to stimulate spiritual power into the painting yielded no response.
"It seems to be just a scenic painting used to decorate the cave."
He sighed slightly, feeling disappointed. Just as he was about to put the painting away, ripples suddenly appeared on the previously calm sea in the painting.
Suddenly, the wind rose, and sea surged!
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