No, there are no doubts, no suspense, perseverance, never give up!
Boom!
Like thunder tearing through the sky, like the earth swallowing mountains and rivers!
Wang Wu’s vision went black. He had finally reached his limit. It seed his Ice and Fire Spirit Root had been destroyed!
All returned to silence and darkness. He could no longer sense the existence of the Ice and Fire Spirit Root, feel pain, or sense any discomfort, as if half of his body had completely ceased to exist.
But in the next second, Wang Wu suddenly smiled.
His perseverance was still aningful.
His Ice and Fire Spirit Root had not been destroyed. Rather, it was like steel thrown into a furnace, continuously hamred and struck, constantly deforming, but with each strike, so impurities fell away.
That was the process of shedding the mundane, the foolish, the coarse, and the chaotic.
He finally possessed two clear, pure, transparent, sharp, and agile Spirit Roots.
It was like replacing a rickshaw with a 1.5T turbocharged car engine.
He could clearly and explicitly sense what power was, like the power he felt from the Ruyi Demon Pill.
The balance of Ice and Fire Spiritual Qi had not been disrupted because the two were now intertwined like chains, their resonance and balance stronger. Yet the reason they beca so was due to the innate bloodline power watching coldly from the sidelines...
That is, the unified model of innate and acquired.
Power requires reference, requires constraints, and also requires boundaries.
At this mont, Wang Wu genuinely understood this profoundly.
Because he unquestionably realized that even though he had a human body and had similarly cultivated the Ice and Fire Spirit Root and maintained a certain balance, with the gradual enhancent of his strength, the inherent and acquired powers of the Ice and Fire Spirit Root would form similar contradictions.
Therefore, opposition, unity, confrontation, spiraling upwards seem to be the most stable structure, indeed.
Now, when Wang Wu operated the Ice and Fire Spiritual Qi, he found that each circulation took only one second!
One second, an improvent of tenfold!
At this mont, lines of information appeared to join the fun.
"Your Ice and Fire Spirit Root has made a great breakthrough; your Spirit Root finally grades in, currently at Ninth-Grade Ice Spirit Root, Ninth-Grade Fire Spirit Root."
"Friendly reminder, this is referenced and calibrated according to the standards of the Human Race Cultivation Realm. Spirit Roots are divided into nine grades; First-Grade Spirit Root is the best. Those identified as First-Grade have the potential to advance to Celestial Realm First Grade; Ninth-Grade is the worst, theoretically only advancing to Earth Realm Fourth Grade. Below Ninth-Grade is the standard for the Demon Race cultivation, graded as Basic, Interdiate, Advanced, rely laughable."
"Friendly reminder, Spirit Root is the foundation of acquired cultivation. The Spirit Root itself does not have a grading advancent, only quality refining and improvent levels. For example, two babies born at the sa ti, one can have a Ninth-Grade Spirit Root, and the other can have a First-Grade Spirit Root. The different foundations naturally lead to different growth rates and growth limits."
"Spirit Root can be refined through acquired cultivation, but can only be refined three tis at most. Over refinent excessively will cause an irreversible impact on the condensing of Spirit Pills."
"Currently, one refinent opportunity remains!"
"Explanation: Advancing a Basic Spirit Root to Interdiate Spirit Root is the first refinent, currently leaping from Interdiate to Ninth-Grade is the second refinent. For the next refinent to Eighth-Grade Spirit Root, you must begin condensing Spirit Pills."
"..."
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"Damn it!"
Wang Wu couldn’t help but curse. At this mont, he was even sowhat embarrassed and angry.
He knew his acquired cultivation system’s aptitude was low, but he truly hadn’t expected it to be this low. Is this the insurmountable chasm between the Human Race and the Demon Race?
He is ultimately a demon!
Even if his core is human, it doesn’t help.
It turns out his acquired cultivation system will never, ever reach the heights of the Human Race.
So despairing, so real!
A mont later, Wang Wu cald down, realizing there was still one more refinent opportunity left, and he had to use it wisely.
"Each refinent feels like surgery. The Spirit Root is too fragile to bear it, so I shouldn’t rush; I need to take a break for so ti first."
"I need to maintain a calm mind. My life’s goal isn’t to be transford completely, inside and out, into a human. In the innate bloodline system, I’ve already got excellent cards from the beginning. The acquired cultivation system has always been auxiliary for ; I can’t be greedy, thinking that both the innate and acquired systems can advance to First Grade."
"I must take it slowly, no rush."
Wang Wu soothed his emotions, understanding the crucial interests.
After crossing into this Cultivation Realm, he just wants to live freely; it doesn’t matter whether he is human or demon, and whether he can beco immortal is too distant. In fact, he thinks, at this mont, here at Jade Mountain Manor, in Madam Yu’s tutoring class, he’s quite content.
If life can stay like this, he would also like such an ending.
Otherwise, Lu Wuchen, shall we negotiate? If you let go, I’ll never leave Jade Mountain Manor, okay?
Hahaha!
A mont later, after sorting out his mood, Wang Wu paved the way with the Five Elents Spirit Array and found his way to Madam Yu’s tutoring class. He now needed so comfort...
Three hours later...
"I don’t know why, but I feel like you’re a bit unhappy."
Madam Yu said cautiously, gently dressing Wang Wu in newly made, well-fitting clothes. Previously, Wang Wu had been wearing the set of close-fitting clothes belonging to Young Master Yu.
Wang Wu stared at her; in the ambiguous twilight, her face resembled a ripe apple, with fine beads of sweat still clinging to her forehead. Her hair, interwoven and tangled, fell chaotically like a string of pearls attempting to obscure, draping over her swan-like, slender, and snow-white neck, extending down from her collarbone...
"No!"
Madam Yu widened her eyes in panic; she did not want to lose so completely again, though it would give her peace of mind.
The silent, mysterious man before her, of unknown origin and without even a na, gave her a tangible sense of reliance.
"Can you rember your na?"
"No."
"Shall I give you a na?"
Madam Yu asked carefully. Pleasing others with appearance couldn’t last long. She hoped to leave so mark in the man’s heart. She didn’t ask for much; three years later, when this man left, he could take her daughter and deliver her to her own sister—that would suffice for her.
"Sure!"
"Hmm, you can take the surna Wang, because in my eyes, when you don’t speak, you resemble a silent and majestic king."
"Sounds good! Then I’ll be called Wang Wu." Wang Wu chuckled, thinking Madam Yu to be quite an intriguing person.
"Wang Wu?" Madam Yu tilted her head in thought and sighed, "In your heart seems boundless killing intent, is there so injustice? Once lying low in nine abysses, to rise again fearing battles with dinosaurs in the wild, a king’s wrath could claim tens of thousands of lives, with rivers of blood flowing! How about calling yourself Wang Zhige?"
"Wang Zhige?"
Wang Wu was about to laugh at Madam Yu’s quirkiness, but he could not continue as she appeared very serious.
"Is madam’s statent really not a joke?"
"Of course not. Sword Talisman Pill, Array Divination, the six arts that all Human Race Cultivators must master, I am proficient, yet feel you could truly stay, be called Wang Zhige, and live a good life with us. Cultivation is ethereal, the Celestial Realm is far. Why ask about life and death again? I wish to wander with you through the red dust."
After Madam Yu spoke, Wang Wu’s heart inexplicably cald, the last glimr of light in the sky faded, the room dim, devoid of color and brightness, yet so serene and peaceful.
For a mont, Wang Wu was genuinely moved; being called Wang Zhige seed quite appealing.
But just then, he sighed softly, squeezing Madam Yu’s cheek.
"Zhige, Zhige, such a sha about this na, unfortunately, this world doesn’t allow you to stop warfare just because you wish it, guests have arrived, be prepared."
With that, Wang Wu swiftly departed and quickly concealed himself. At that mont, outside the manor, a Blood Crow was circling the air, squawking as it flew.
Wang Wu’s gaze turned cold as he released control of the Five Elents Spirit Array, at which point a beam of light shone from the Blood Crow, and the Five Elents Spirit Array automatically activated.
Yet, it was because Wang Wu seized control of the Five Elents Spirit Array, thus blocking the entry and exit permissions the Blood Crow carried.
This Blood Crow was a Spirit Beast, and after flying into Jade Mountain Manor, it was quite arrogant, incessantly cawing and demanding all manor residents gather because the Young Master was returning.
"Young Master?"
Wang Wu imdiately thought of that ti when he first arrived outside Jade Mountain Manor, the handso young man who arrived by sword control, recklessly breaking through.
Is it the son born to another wife of Fan Chang?
As he pondered, Madam Yu had already led everyone in the manor out of the small village, waiting in the square outside, while Wang Wu’s brow furrowed again; sothing was amiss.
Because, this ti, a total of twelve Human Race Cultivators arrived, including the elder from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect whom he had seen through the Five Elents Spirit Array last ti.
One Third-Grade, five Fourth-Grade, six Fifth-Grade accompanied that handso youth, together charging into Jade Mountain Manor by sword control.
Not even pausing for a second; the Sword Qi stirred up a violent wind, like a cot crashing into the earth, until they almost collided with Madam Yu and others, when the handso youth spun around, halting the sword control, frightening Madam Yu’s youngest daughter into crying.
Even the two biological brothers of that handso youth turned pale with shock.
Because this maneuver was like having dozens of mortals standing at a crossroads, watching a hundred-ton King drift around a corner at eighty kiloters per hour.
This was not intimidation; it was attempted murder.
A slight mistake could cause an accident.
At this mont, the handso youth coldly glanced at the still crying little girl, full of disgust, then pulled out a docunt stamped with a Dharma Seal, shouting harshly at Madam Yu.
"Yu Jiayan, you vile woman! My father has already divorced you. From now on, you are no longer a mber of the Fan Family; the Fan Family has nothing to do with you."
"Now, hand over the Seal and Qi Gathering Cauldron imdiately!"
As he finished speaking, the Third-Grade cultivator behind him shouted, "Yu Jiayan, your deeds have been exposed. You colluded with the Dark Alliance wild cultivator Yu Jinyan, committing a heinous cri. We are ordered to capture you and send you to the Northern Wilderness Frontline’s Seek Death Camp. I advise you not to resist. Your two daughters remain part of the Fan Family. Now, step forward obediently to receive punishnt."
At this mont, Madam Yu was struck as if by lightning, her body softening, nearly collapsing to the ground.
"Mother, don’t go, don’t die."
Her youngest daughter cried in fright.
"I dare you to touch my mother!"
Her nine-year-old daughter shouted loudly, forming a Sword Technique, but the next mont she was slapped to the ground by her half-brother.
"Wretched girl, how dare you shout and misbehave in front of !"
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