A dazzling stream of light flowed continuously from the jade coffin into Yin Ming's body until the last ray of light disappeared into Yin Ming's dantian. The golden skeleton in the coffin was completely reduced to dust, and the inheritance ceremony came to an end.

Yin Ming stopped meditating, exhaled a breath of stale air, and then stood up from the ground.

Although his comprehension was still insufficient, under the guidance of the gentle female voice and the nourishment of the Golden Skeleton True Qi, his cultivation level was still barely improved by one small stage, reaching the middle stage of the eighth realm.

The remaining spiritual energy within the golden skeleton coalesced into an energy sphere, which is currently suspended above Yin Ming's dantian.

This is equivalent to placing a spiritual energy storage device inside his body. As long as Yin Ming improves his cultivation level, he can obtain enough spiritual energy from it to advance directly.

This spiritual energy can support Yin Ming's advancement to the middle stage of the ninth realm.

As for why Chu Ya, who was clearly at the peak of the Ninth Realm, could only reach the middle stage of the Ninth Realm after Yin Ming, who was at the Eighth Realm, fully absorbed her cultivation...

Just like a power bank has a conversion efficiency when charging a phone, the same applies to the inheritance of cultivation techniques.

The principles behind both are similar, and both inevitably involve the loss of some energy during the process.

Besides, if inheritance could truly be 100% passed down, then the continent of gods and demons would be overflowing with cultivators at the ninth realm long ago, and there would probably be quite a few at the tenth realm as well. How could it be like now, where even the peak cultivators at the ninth realm are few and far between?

Now that he had accepted the inheritance, Yin Ming, who was indebted to Chu Ya, dared not forget what she had told him.

He secretly sorted out his thoughts, carefully considered his words, and then walked towards Lingyao outside the door.

Yin Ming wasn't moved by Chu Ya's words or trying to clear her name; after all, it was inappropriate for an outsider like him to comment on such matters.

He certainly hoped that Lingyao could let go of the past—the dead are gone, and the living should live well.

But one should not advise others to be kind without having experienced their suffering. All Yin Ming can do now is accompany them and respect Ling Yao's choice.

Whether he forgives or not, accepts or not, Yin Ming can understand whichever choice he makes.

He only needed to do what Chu Ya had asked him to do, and then it was up to Ling Yao to decide what to do next.

Yin Ming took out the seemingly ordinary ring from his spatial ring, wondering what Chu Ya had left inside.

However, even a fool could tell that this was definitely another super experience pack, and might even be the key item to help Lingyao advance to the tenth realm—

Looking back on everything that has happened during this period, Yin Ming has figured out the system's tricks.

Despite the plot twists and turns, the protagonist will never be shortchanged on anything he deserves. Everything will happen at the right time, arranged by the system.

Since this ring is specifically meant for Lingyao, only Lingyao can open it. Even if the inheritor has ulterior motives and tries to keep it for himself, he will not be able to get the contents inside.

Even if we assume the inheritor stumbled upon the ring by sheer luck and accidentally broke its seal, as long as the will of Heaven exists, it remains a Schrödinger's ring—

Only when opened by Lingyao will the contents inside be priceless.

However, this worry is completely unnecessary. When touching the stone tablet, comprehension is only the primary screening criterion; the remnant soul will also undergo other assessments.

This is an essential part; otherwise, if the inheritance falls into the hands of someone with wicked intentions, wouldn't that be like cultivating a time bomb for the divine realm?

As for the specific assessment, it seems that the questions are different for each remnant soul.

Yin Ming had asked his senior brothers and uncles who had received the inheritance, and the descriptions of the assessments they gave were all different.

All sorts of questions kept popping up, and some even demanded that the person demonstrate a martial arts move on the spot.

Yin Ming didn't know what kind of test Ling Yao had just undergone, but since the Flowing Light Vortex had been activated, it meant that he had passed the test.

Now is clearly not the time; let's wait for a later opportunity to ask.

“Ah Yao, this is something the previous sect master of the Divine Realm asked me to give to you.”

Yin Ming didn't explicitly say it, but after Lingyao's Nirvana, he already knew his parents' identities, so whether he said it or not didn't really matter.

Lingyao lowered her eyes to look at the ring in his hand, and simply shook her head indifferently, "I don't want it."

Guessing his reaction, Yin Ming pursed his lips, thought it over and over, and decided to meddle in other people's business.

“She said this is what I need to do to receive the inheritance, and I didn’t know she would make such a request in the end… Now that things have come to this, please accept it for my sake, okay?”

Yin Ming didn't want to morally blackmail Ling Yao, but he was just too curious about what was inside.

Just open it and take a look. Maybe Lingyao will feel a little better after seeing what's inside.

When Ling Yao met Yin Ming's pleading gaze, a hint of interest appeared on his face, but his expression showed more hesitation, as if he still had some concerns.

Yin Ming knew that people often subconsciously feel fear towards the unknown and uncontrollable, so he took the initiative to put his arm around Ling Yao's shoulder and hug him, then reached out and patted his head to comfort him:

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will always be with you."

A strong, steady heartbeat travels through the chest to the heart, soothing the tension and helplessness within, and seemingly bringing boundless courage.

Clearly sensing his own emotional changes, Lingyao raised his hand and hugged Yinming tightly. He always gave him a strong sense of security when he needed it most.

It seems that as long as he is there, I will no longer feel lost.

Taking a deep breath of the other person's faint fragrance, Lingyao finally relented and agreed, "Okay."

Overjoyed to receive consent, Yin Ming quickly pushed Ling Yao away by a distance, and then eagerly handed over the ring he had been clutching.

Lingyao looked up at Yin Ming before reaching out to take the ring.

After making this gesture, he kept his brows furrowed as he stared at the ring in his hand, seemingly pondering how to break the seal.

Yin Ming looked at his profile, a flash of inspiration seemed to pass through his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp that thought.

Just like how Chinese people sometimes forget how to write characters, the answer is obvious, but they hesitate to put pen to paper.

What kind of seal is it that only Lingyao himself can break?

Lingyao seemed to have thought of something at this moment. He raised his hand and made a sword finger gesture, quickly drawing a shallow bloodstain on his other hand.

He then dripped the golden blood flowing from the wound onto the ring, and the ring instantly emitted a dazzling light.

Upon seeing this, Yin Ming slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Yes, yes, it's bloodline!"

Inherited from the two strongest sect leaders of the previous generation of gods and demons, the unique divine and demonic bloodline of the God and Demon Continent!