Chapter 287 Radiance Arises Naturally, Destiny's Light Appears Constantly

Ji An continued to circulate the Green Wood Everlasting Spring Technique, and the extraordinary phenomena of the technique's divine intent manifested externally, with green grass and red flowers blooming around his body.

The two elements of Jia and Yi wood combine to form a single entity, shimmering with a vibrant, emerald-green radiance, exuding vigor and vitality, with a lingering aura of life.

The pale black Gui water is spiritually rich and profound, and looking at it is like gazing at a pool of autumn water.

The earth element, representing the element of self, is filled with a nourishing and peaceful aura, and the yellow aura radiates tranquility and serenity.

The pale gold, explosive power of the sun's Bing fire, and the warm, orange-red Ding fire intertwine, like entwined lovers.

Various colors of light entered Ji An's mouth and nose with each breath. Although the spiritual energy could no longer be refined into magic power, his five internal organs and Dao seed could still be nourished with the circulation of the cultivation technique.

He looked inward and found that the ten Dao seeds in his acupoints were like stars, periodically brightening and dimming.

The surface of the liver was covered with leaf vein-shaped patterns, and the entire internal organ had a jade-like texture.

The kidneys were slightly dark, and the cloud-like wavy patterns on their surface seemed to be constantly flowing.

Patterns resembling the veins of the earth appeared on the spleen, which was slightly yellowish in color.

The heart's color was slightly more normal, a bright orange-red with pale gold patterns.

The bright, lustrous black light on the kidneys gradually disappeared, the bluish radiance on the liver brightened and then slowly dimmed, but the red light on the heart flourished as a result; as the red light dimmed, the yellow light on the spleen became warm and translucent; the yellow radiance faded, and a faint silvery-white light grew in the lungs.

Within Ji An's chest cavity, the radiance waxed and waned, and an inexplicable energy flowed through his five internal organs.

After a quarter of an hour, his immortal veins could no longer withstand the ever-increasing but unreleased magical power, so he slowly stopped practicing.

The magical power that could not be channeled into his dantian dissipated through his pores, and his body was surrounded by an extremely pale blue light.

The radiance seemed to possess sentience, flying towards several nearby fruit trees. The Dragon Blood Tree and several second-tier mid-grade spirit peach trees absorbed most of the radiance, swaying gently on their own without any wind.

"It's truly unexpected that Aoki Changchun Gong has turned out like this."

Ji An scratched his head and asked his other senior brothers and sisters. He found that when they practiced their cultivation techniques, although some organs also produced unusual phenomena, only one organ produced such phenomena.

Liu Yu and Mu Qingwan practiced the Fire Element Technique, and the unusual phenomenon manifested in their hearts. Du Huaiyuan practiced the Water Element Technique, and the unusual phenomenon manifested in his kidneys. Ge Luoying practiced the Metal Element Technique, and the unusual phenomenon manifested in her lungs.

He had consulted the cultivation experiences of the predecessors in the Transmission Hall, and found that an unnamed predecessor had recorded that his two organs had developed unusual phenomena.

Ji An told Jia Yu about the unusual internal organs he had experienced during his cultivation, asking what caused them. However, he only told Jia Yu with reservations, mentioning that his liver and heart had exhibited unusual symptoms.

The other party said it was a good thing and there was no need to worry. This was the prelude to opening the Divine Palace, and opening the Wood Palace and Fire Palace would be much easier in the future.

Ji An pondered the reason why his five internal organs were showing unusual phenomena at the same time, guessing that it was caused by the Dao Seed, but he was not sure.

However, since Uncle Jia said it was a good thing, he didn't think too much about it and just focused on improving his cultivation.

At this moment, Ji An truly confirmed that his cultivation had reached the perfect state of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

The next step is to cultivate the life force to the point where it shines spontaneously, then one can begin to break through to the Chaoyuan stage.

While one can improve one's cultivation level by using various external aids such as elixirs and spiritual foods, cultivating one's life force requires introspection and can only be achieved through personal refinement.

Fortunately, he had captured the life light after breaking through to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, and he had been cultivating the life light for nine and a half years.

A few days ago, the light of destiny even reached the point where it occasionally flickered, suggesting that the moment of radiance is not far off.

Now that his cultivation has reached its peak, he can dedicate more time each day to nurturing his life force.

Ji An concentrated his mind and used a secret method to circulate his essence and energy. His magical power flowed out from his dantian, and the emerald green magical power traveled through his immortal meridians.

To be precise, this secret method has two functions: one is to cultivate the life force, and the other is to nourish the immortal veins.

His current aptitude is only at the upper-grade level, but there is still great potential to be explored.

A faint sense of etherealness arose in his mind, and he quickly entered a meditative state.

Two silver 'fish' emerged from between the two kidneys, swaying their bodies gracefully within them.

Every now and then, the fish will "visit" each other's homes, with the fish on the left going to the home of the fish on the right, and the fish on the right going to the left.

On the mountainside of Chaoyang Peak, golden sunlight dispels the darkness of the earth.

Above the two caves, which are more than ten miles apart, a large vortex of rich spiritual energy formed, resembling a funnel.

Outside the treasure pavilion, Lin Jiuxiao stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vortex, a solemn expression on his face.

At this very moment, two cultivators are in seclusion, attempting to break through to the Chaoyuan stage. They are Mu Songde and Li Yuangong, both elites of the Enforcement Hall.

As the head of the hall, I am naturally quite concerned.

Jia Yu walked out of the main hall, approached him, and whispered:

"The time required for a breakthrough is uncertain for everyone, so there's no need for you to wait here, senior brother. I will notify you as soon as there are results."

Some cultivators have sufficient foundation, making breakthroughs as easy as eating and drinking.

For example, Li Haoran broke through his cultivation level in just three days, and everything seemed to happen naturally.

Some cultivators lack sufficient accumulation of knowledge, and therefore take more time to break through.

The less you accumulate, the longer it takes, and the lower your success rate becomes.

Lin Jiuxiao shook his head slightly and said:

"I was feeling a bit uneasy, so I came to check on things, hoping it would put my mind at ease."

Yuan Gong is still young, with abundant magical power and vitality, so I am not worried. Even if it doesn't work this time, there will be another chance.

Songde was old, and this was his only chance in his life.

If it fails, I have at most ten years left to live.

Jia Yu sighed softly. Since the sect refined the Qi-Nourishing Pill a few years ago, three cultivators have successively exchanged for the pill to break through their limits.

But only Li Haoran succeeded; the other two, without a major opportunity, would likely never have a chance to break through in this lifetime.

He secretly encouraged himself, hoping that both of them would succeed in this breakthrough, or at least one of them would succeed.

Otherwise, it would be a huge waste of the Qi-Nourishing Pill.

As the two were talking, an abnormal fluctuation appeared in a vortex of spiritual energy in the distant mountains.

Lin Jiuxiao's heart immediately jumped, for that vortex of spiritual energy was the very cave where Mu Songde was located.

After a moment, the vortex of spiritual energy gradually stabilized, and the two of them slowly calmed down.

Jia Yu touched her chest with her hand, her eyes showing a hint of unease.

During the campaign to eliminate the demonic cultivators, eight of the sect's cultivators in the Chaoyuan stage died in battle, leaving only thirty-four veteran Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Over the next hundred years, more than twenty cultivators will reach the end of their lives, and he will be one of them.

The number of cultivators in the sect will continue to decline, and there is an urgent need to replenish them with fresh blood.

However, the Canglan Secret Realm and the demonic and monster calamities have caused the loss of too many seed cultivators in the Chaoyuan stage, and the sect will continue to weaken for a long time to come.

Because of the spread of demonic cultivation techniques, the demonic calamity has not completely disappeared, and demonic cultivators are occasionally discovered.

The demons have reclaimed their former territories, and the situation facing the sects and even the entire Western Continent remains complex.

If a sect continues to weaken, it can only remain in a defensive posture.

Half an hour later, Jia Yu was about to turn around and return to the main hall when she noticed that the spiritual energy vortex that had exhibited abnormal behavior earlier was fluctuating again, like a cloud drifting in the wind, and it showed signs of dissipating.

'You really want to play with fire, huh?'

His heart clenched. Two problems in quick succession were a very bad sign.

Based on his experience, he deduced that this disciple's chances of breaking through to the Chaoyuan stage were slim.

Lin Jiuxiao's expression grew even more solemn, and his right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

Musongde was his junior brother's disciple, and the only surviving disciple.

If Musongde cannot break through, his junior brother's lineage will be completely severed.

Suddenly, the constantly swaying vortex of spiritual energy exploded, like a bursting firework.

After beauty comes decay and decay.

Lin Jiuxiao summoned his fiery red flying sword artifact, infused it with magic power, and then rode the sword towards the secluded cave.

Jia Yu also summoned his magical artifact and flew away in quick succession.

Normally, even if a breakthrough fails, it won't cause the spiritual energy vortex to explode.

It is clear that the disciple was unable to control the vast amount of spiritual energy, which led to this result.

The two arrived at the cave one after the other. Lin Jiuxiao condensed his voice into a line and called out to the cave.

The secluded place is under extremely strict legal restrictions, and there are only three ways to open it from the outside.

First, we can only attack head-on; second, we can wait for the spirit stones maintaining the formation to run out of energy; and third, we can ask True Person Zhengyang to activate the central hub of the mountain-protecting formation.

A quarter of an hour passed, but there was no response from the cave.

Lin Jiuxiao's heart sank further, and he said in a muffled voice:

"Junior brother, how long can the spirit stones used to maintain the magic array last?"

The situation inside must be very troublesome; he needs to get in and investigate as soon as possible.

"It can last for seven days, and this is the fifth day."

As Jia Yu spoke, he took out his communication sword and quickly entered the information, "I ask the ancestor to open this cave."

There had never been a case before where a cultivator in seclusion failed to leave their cave. Even if they failed to break through and were injured, the disciple could still leave the cave on their own.

The talisman sword flashed with golden light and flew towards the mountaintop. Jia Yu asked in confusion:

"How old is Junior Nephew Mu this year?"

Lin Jiuxiao gave a bitter smile and sighed:

"At 187 years old, his vital energy and blood began to show signs of depletion ten years ago."

To ensure a smooth breakthrough, he also exchanged for a longevity pill.

"Your senior brother should try to persuade him."

Jia Yu said softly, "There are only one in a hundred cultivators who can break through to a higher realm when their lifespan is about to end."

The other party is gambling with their life, but they have too few chips and their chances of winning are too small.

"How can I persuade them? How can I even try to persuade them?"

If my junior brother were in his situation, and I advised him, "You can't do it," would you listen?

Jia Yu remained silent, then let out a long sigh.

Most cultivators embark on their spiritual journey by overcoming numerous obstacles and defying fate.

Putting yourself in his shoes, if he were in his disciple's situation, he would most likely also strip down to his bare chest and bet everything he had on a gamble.

If the goal is too far away, one might give up, but if one feels that by standing on tiptoe one can grasp hope, who would be willing to give up?

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves in the forest rustled, like someone's sigh.

A few yellow leaves twirled and fell, only to be involuntarily blown up by the wind and drifted to some unknown corner.

Neither of them wanted to speak, and all they could hear was the gust of wind whistling through the treetops.

A moment later, the yellow curtain at the entrance of the cave flickered, twisted a few times, and disappeared.

The restrictions were lifted, and the stone gate opened automatically.

Lin Jiuxiao plunged in and saw Mu Songde lying on his back on the ground with disheveled hair.

He was emaciated, and his wide-open, angry eyes held a last vestige of stubbornness.

Jia Yu's heart was touched, and he sighed inwardly, wondering what his fate would be many years later.

At this very moment, in the dark Soul Palace of Lingxiao Mountain.

Ye Changqing remained silent, before whom stood an extinguished soul lamp.

He was feeling down, so he closed his eyes, looked up, and took a long breath.

“Brother Mu, you got what you wanted, and you died a worthy death. You are much better than me, a loser who gave up early.”

He recalled the scene a few days ago when the other party invited him for drinks; the moon was bright and the breeze was gentle, and it was a very pleasant time.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, there was no longer the chance to share a drink and have a good time.

Time flows like water, endlessly and without ceasing; three months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the Golden Spirit Sect, the ice melted and the snow thawed, revealing withered and gray weeds.

Amidst the desolation and decay, there was a faint, almost imperceptible hint of green.

Birds sang farewell songs to the cold wind on the branches, and a hedgehog poked its head out of its burrow and stretched its body.

In a sect where spring reigns all year round, one rarely experiences the dramatic ups and downs of life.

It has to be said that this is a pity.

At this moment, the sun is lavishly showering warmth upon everything, warmly greeting all things.

The vast mountains and deep pools in the valleys are all bathed in a golden dream.

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting the back of the dragon blood tree leaves to reveal a glow like a furnace fire.

Ji An sat cross-legged on the futon, as still as a stone sculpture.

He activated his secret technique, and emerald-green magical power flowed through his immortal veins, like a river surging in a wide channel.

The life force is like two silver fish, swimming in the kidneys.

Every second, the silver fish flashed with a light full of dynamism and vitality.

The Jia wood Dao seed in the Huagai acupoint and the Yi wood Dao seed in the Yuquan acupoint are radiant and lustrous, occasionally leaking a few strands of energy that merge into the magical power.

The vital energy, along with the magical power, passed through the kidneys and was swallowed by the silver fish, much like an automated feeding production line.

The moment the energy is swallowed by the silver fish, the light on their bodies will intensify significantly for a fleeting instant.

Ji An's mind soared to new heights, as if he were a high-ranking deity looking down upon his subjects. The flow of his magical power accelerated, and the frequency of the flashing light on the silver fish increased.

Suddenly, he felt the world become still, time seemed to stand still, and the flowing magical power paused for a moment.

The silver fish shimmered, and a warm current flowed from his kidneys. Ji An felt that everything had returned to normal.

Half an hour later, the magic power was exhausted due to the operation of the secret technique, but the light on the silver fish did not dim in the slightest.

The operation of the secret technique slowly stopped, and he looked inward at his body with anticipation, watching the swimming fish of life light.

The secret technique ceased completely, yet the radiance of life light remained unchanged.

"Radiance arises spontaneously, the light of destiny shines eternally, I, the Daoist, have achieved enlightenment!"

Ji An's hearty laughter spread through the woods, unrestrained and exuberant.

He unleashed his magical power and soared away, his sleeves billowing in the wind, and a golden halo emanating from his head.

"Tomorrow, break through Chaoyuan!"

(End of this chapter)