Accidentally Reincarnated in Cultivation World Chapter 311: [Basic Yin–Yang Dual Cultivation Method]

Bing Xin remained silent for a while.

Her eyes were closed, yet an invisible pressure spread through the room.

In that silence, her Divine Sense surged into her dallion as she began transmitting ssages to multiple locations across the sect.

She may look alone now but she was definitely a boss level character.

Yu Xuan didn’t know why, but a faint unease crept into his chest.

He had the distinct feeling that he had just kicked a stone... only to discover it was the cause of an avalanche on a faraway mountain.

The butterfly effect was way too distant.

Finally, Bing Xin opened her eyes.

Her gaze settled on Yu Xuan.

"You are not to treat the Punishnt Insignia like a toy." she said calmly.

Yu Xuan straightened slightly.

With a flick of her wrist, several oddly shaped stones, etched with faint runic lines and a folded blueprint flew toward him.

"Take these."

Yu Xuan caught them instinctively, his brows furrowing as his spirit sense brushed over the items.

They were anything but ordinary because he sense space distort on these stones.

"I will send you the coordinates of a gate expected to form within a month," Bing Xin continued.

"Until then, don’t cause trouble. Cultivate. Improve. And maybe do so patrolling."

She paused, then added flatly, "Although you’ve been accepted into the Discipline Committee, you clearly do not belong here."

Yu Xuan didn’t refute that.

"And as for your position as my secretary..."

She glanced at him sidelong.

"We’ll discuss that later."

With a dismissive wave of her hand, the matter was settled.

Then her gaze shifted.

"And you, stay."

Fairy Luo, who had been quietly inching closer to Yu Xuan, froze mid-step.

"We need to talk."

"Haha..." Fairy Luo laughed stiffly, her smile brittle.

Sothing told her this conversation would be long, thorough, and deeply unpleasant.

Yu Xuan wasted no ti.

He bowed lightly and exited the office, his expression unreadable.

Monts later, he arrived inside a temporary room allocated to Discipline Committee mbers.

The door closed behind him.

Only then did he exhale slowly.

Then he checked the quest rewards.

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[Side Quest] (Completed)

You are a Genius!

First, you kidnapped a poor old system, and now you’re kidnapping young herbs.

Your reputation as a Kidnapper predates you (really).

If you ever unlock your Job as a Kidnapper, you may beco the greatest Kidnapper Under Heavens.

Objective: Kidnap Yin-seng and Yang-seng

Reward: Increase in Yin Qi , Increase in Yang Qi, Basic Yin–Yang Dual Cultivation thod

Failure: Your Yang will be depleted and used as cultivation resource.

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[ACCEPT | REJECT]

"...Why is there even a reject option?"

Yu Xuan sighed, then accepted the reward without hesitation.

HOO—!

A surge of power detonated inside his body.

Yin and Yang energies burst forth simultaneously, flooding his ridians like twin tides colliding due to overload.

Yu Xuan imdiately sat upright, closing his eyes as he focused inward.

Deep within his Lower Dantian, the Yin Star and Yang Star pulsed brighter than ever before — denser, purer.

With a controlled breath, Yu Xuan raised two fingers toward the sky.

One finger ignited with burning Yang Qi, fierce and radiant.

The other shimred with icy Yin Qi, calm yet infinitely profound.

The two energies did not clash.

They revolved.

’Having vast Qi is aningless if I can’t use it properly,’ Yu Xuan reminded himself.

During his training, his master had drilled this principle into him relentlessly – control over quantity, precision over brute force.

Yu Xuan had once summarized it in a single analogy:

A child holding a weapon against an adult holding one.

The difference was not the weapon itself, but power, experience, and most importantly control.

Ti passed quietly as Yu Xuan stabilized the new energies, refining them until they rged seamlessly into his existing circulation.

Only then did he turn his attention inward again.

A new thod unfolded directly within his mind.

[Basic Yin–Yang Dual Cultivation thod]

It wasn’t so absurd technique where sleeping with an Immortal beauty instantly elevated one to immortality.

Yet... it was undeniably terrifying.

’This is... dangerous,’ Yu Xuan thought, his expression growing serious.

The thod revolved around the Trinity — Body, Spirit, and Soul.

Through dual cultivation, the two partners would resonate on all three levels, enhancing each other’s strengths and gaining each other’s talent, compensating for weaknesses, and even gaining insights into each other’s cultivation paths.

Talent amplification.

Dao comprehension sharing.

Spiritual resonance.

This was not re pleasure-based dual cultivation.

This was mutual exposure.

During the process, both cultivators would beco completely defenseless.

Their souls open, their spirits unguarded, their bodies vulnerable.

One wrong move...

One betrayal...

And Death would be inevitable.

Worse still.

Using this thod ant allowing another person to understand everything about you.

Your habits.

Your Dao.

Your weaknesses.

Your soul itself.

It was the ultimate trust.

And the ultimate risk.

The thod followed the natural order:

Man as Yang. Woman as Yin.

If Yin ceased to exist, Yang would spiral into destruction.

If Yang vanished, Yin would collapse into emptiness.

Balance was everything.

Lose it... and chaos would follow.

Yu Xuan opened his eyes slowly.

"...Yeah," he muttered darkly, "I am still not eighteen."

With that thought, he lay back on the bed.

Though sleep was unnecessary for a cultivator of his level, it remained one of the rare, simple pleasures.

A mont of stillness where the mind could settle.

He checked the ti, it was early evening.

Perfect.

Yu Xuan wasn’t sleeping to rest.

He was training.

As his breathing steadied, he activated a technique his master had once forced upon him, a thod so exhausting that she had claid, "If you survive this, you’ll thank ."

It had long since beco a habit.

Yu Xuan slipped into sleep without a sound, his body falling into the infamous Death Pose, limbs motionless, heartbeat steady.

[Ten Thousand Dream Condensation Battle Technique]

Despite its absurdly long na, the technique was terrifyingly practical.

It allowed the cultivator to fight his opponents within layered dreams, each enemy as real as in reality.

Every victory refined combat instincts.

Every defeat sharpened awareness.

The deeper one went, the harsher the toll.

ntal collapse.

Spiritual exhaustion.

Soul fatigue.

The technique had ten thousand levels.

Yu Xuan had reached Level 3973.

That number wasn’t a ranking.

It was a asure.

A reflection of how many opponents he could engage simultaneously.

The higher the level, the more brutal the strain.

In the endless dream battlefield, Yu Xuan stood calmly as an opponent surged toward him.

And while his body lay motionless in the real world, his will continued to fight.

Relentlessly.