Xiao Ye sat quietly, meditating, merging into this mysterious realm. Everything around him stopped—one hour (to emphasize the feeling, one hour equals two real hours), two hours, three hours...
'Sigh,' Xiao Ye let out a long breath. According to what he had learned in his sea of consciousness, more than ten days had already passed in that sitting. Xiao Ye also understood the origin of the text in his mind and some things he had never encountered before――――cultivating immortality.
Thinking of the meditation experience, Xiao Ye felt that heaven had not abandoned him. After sitting down, he entered an infinite space. The surroundings were eerily silent. Looking up, he saw streamers of nebulae flowing, moving along specific trajectories.
'Where is this? Is anyone here...' The unknown place made Xiao Ye afraid. He could only keep shouting, hoping someone would hear, but after tens of minutes, no one responded, and except for Xiao Ye's own voice, there was no other sound at all.
Xiao Ye had no choice but to keep moving forward, hoping to find a place with people. He did not know how much time had passed—perhaps a day, perhaps a year. Just when he was about to despair, a distant light gave him the courage to continue. However, what seemed like a short distance took Xiao Ye a very long time to reach, and finally, when he arrived...
Before him was a vast space radiating light. Two giant dragons, one red and one blue, coiled on each side. Their enormous bodies stretched for tens of miles. The pressure emanating from the dragons made Xiao Ye feel as if breathing was difficult. But he had to hold on; he had a sense that if he could not persevere, all his efforts over these past days would be in vain.
Gradually, the surrounding pressure increased. Streams of energy whizzed chaotically around him, and winds as sharp as blades slashed his face, leaving streaks of blood. Yet Xiao Ye persisted. Unconsciously, he mobilized all the strength in his body just to barely withstand the overwhelming force.
'What should I do, what should I do? If this continues, I won't be able to hold on.' Xiao Ye had reached his limit. His body shook uncontrollably from the immense pressure. Cold sweat drenched him from head to toe, but the moment it emerged, it evaporated, forming a ring of white mist that enveloped him entirely.Finally, with a 'pfft', a mouthful of reversed blood spurted out, and Xiao Ye suddenly collapsed to the ground. At the same time, all the surrounding pressure vanished.
"Haha, not bad, you really have deep potential. You were able to withstand the pressure from the two of us for so long." The voices came from two giant dragons.
Astonished, Xiao Ye looked at them: "Who are you? How can you talk? And where am I? Are you the legendary dragons?"
"Kid, you think you can just ask questions and get us to answer? Don't be so impatient. Listen carefully, we'll explain to you slowly. What you're seeing now is only the remnants of our primordial spirits. We both died long ago in the war of the Divine Realm. Later, we desperately managed to leave a fragment of our primordial spirit in two jade pendants — these are the two pieces you see. As for the ring, it's a storage ring; it only contains some crystals and a few cultivation methods, but you won't need those techniques. You just need to focus on cultivating according to the records in the texts within the primordial spirit, and moreover…"
It must be said that Xiao Ye's luck was enviably good, even the heavens would be jealous. Those two had been ancient divine dragons from the Divine Realm, who died in the great war for some reason. The jade pendants they transformed into were not particularly useful individually. By chance, Xiao Ye had placed the two jade pendants together, triggering their resonance. The energy of the two ancient divine dragon pendants was already incomparably immense. When they entered Xiao Ye's body, they not only completely transformed his physique but also elevated his cultivation to the Jindan Realm — a level every practitioner dreams of. However, Xiao Ye did not yet know how to use his divine sense to check, so he was unaware. Moreover, through the two ancient dragons, Xiao Ye learned even more things.
"Yes, that's essentially it. Alright, our primordial spirits are now completely exhausted. You'd better take care of yourself from now on. The two jade pendants, nurtured by us for billions of years, are no longer mere things of the cultivation world. Before reaching the level of an immortal lord, you must never casually show them to others. If possible, you should refine them — the methods are all in those texts. As for the cultivation techniques, they are incomplete; it will depend on your future karma..." The primordial spirits of the two ancient dragons finally dissipated into a wisp of blue smoke.
Somber, Xiao Ye withdrew from his sea of consciousness and began to ponder the matters ahead.Xiao Ye now knew that the cultivators on his Earth were almost gone. However, somewhere in the Arctic of Earth, there was a teleportation formation. That was the only way to the Suiyue Star cultivation world, but the tearing force of space when passing through the teleportation formation was too strong; only those who reached the Nascent Soul stage could pass safely.
Thinking of his experiences over the years, it seemed that there was nothing in this world he was attached to. Perhaps the only regret was never having seen his parents. But since they had abandoned him, what reason did he have to stay in this world? Thinking of this, Xiao Ye resolved to diligently practice the words left in his Sea of Consciousness—the ‘Qiankun Classic.' One day, he must go to that unknown cultivation world; that is the place he truly yearns for. At that moment, it seemed that Xiao Ye let go of the obsession he had harbored for many years, and he let out a long, piercing howl across the sky with satisfaction. Xiao Ye also gradually began to undergo changes along with this howl.
Following the method described in the Qiankun Classic, Xiao Ye slowly released his divine consciousness—ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters… When it reached a hundred li, Xiao Ye knew that was his current limit. Within a hundred li, all things were in his view.
Retracting his divine consciousness completely into his body, at that moment in Xiao Ye's dantian, there was no golden core marking the Golden Core stage. Instead, there was a tiny black dot the size of a soybean, emitting a seven-colored glow. The black dot moved according to the operational trajectory set in the Qiankun Classic, and it represented the first realm of the Qiankun Classic—the 'Convergence' stage.
Xiao Ye's divine consciousness scanned his body. "Huh! What is this?" When his divine consciousness reached his chest, he discovered something special: a white round sphere, the size of a fist, quietly floating in the dantian located in the center of his chest. Bolts of lightning crackled on its surface, and immense energy surged chaotically, yet it never strayed far from the sphere.
"It seems that the Qiankun Classic does not mention this sphere. So what is it? It looks like it was formed by extreme condensation of those gigantic lightning bolts. If not for having divine consciousness now, I probably wouldn't have discovered it in a lifetime."
Xiao Ye dispersed his divine consciousness and looked at the time. It had been more than ten days since he had fainted, yet he did not feel the least bit hungry. "Cultivation really has many benefits; at the very least, I've saved money on food!""I don't even know what realm I'm at now. At the very least, the Aggregation Stage should be equivalent to the Golden Core Stage, right? The 'Qiankun Classic' says that cultivators who reach the Golden Core Stage can already fly freely in the air. I wonder if I can do it?" Lost in thought, Xiao Ye let out a soft shout: 'Yin,' as an invisibility spell was applied to his body, while his true essence circulated within. Just as Xiao Ye was about to leap into the air, he suddenly stopped and looked upward...
