Zi Yue slowly lowered her head respectfully while kneeling atop Clayne’s palm, and despite the exhaustion written all over her pale face, there was now a faint excitent hidden within her eyes that had not existed earlier.
"Senior Deity..."
Her voice beca calr now.
"When I clashed against the Blood Soul Sovereign’s soul inside my spirit sea, our consciousnesses collided countless tis. His mories poured endlessly into my mind while he attempted suppressing my soul."
Zi Yue slowly inhaled while spiritual Qi continued flowing weakly around her injured body.
"At first, I only received fragnts. Broken mories. Incomplete thoughts. But when his soul finally exploded apart beneath the pressure of the Divine Water, those shattered mories completely scattered into my consciousness."
Her eyes lowered slightly.
"I obtained knowledge regarding countless things."
Clayne quietly listened.
Zi Yue continued softly.
"I saw cultivation manuals from ancient sects."
"I saw demonic rituals."
"I saw maps leading toward forbidden ruins."
"I saw techniques regarding sword cultivation, soul cultivation, body refinent, and spiritual formations."
Her voice slowly beca steadier while explaining.
"The Blood Soul Sovereign lived for hundreds of thousands of years. During that ti, he traveled through kingdoms, secret realms, sects, forbidden valleys, ancient tombs, and battlefields abandoned by powerful cultivators."
"He experienced countless life and death battles."
"He fought righteous sects."
"He escaped heavenly pursuits."
"He entered dangerous inheritances."
"He refined spiritual treasures."
"He stole cultivation thods."
Zi Yue slowly looked upward toward Clayne.
"And all those mories..."
"...beca fragnted knowledge inside my mind."
The more she explained, the more shocked Clayne beca internally.
Zi Yue continued.
"I now know many cultivation realms more clearly than before."
"I understand how Nascent Soul cultivators perceive spiritual Qi."
"I understand how Core Formation experts condense spiritual essence."
"I understand why so cultivators fail their breakthroughs and destroy themselves."
Her voice beca quieter again.
"I even obtained mories regarding spiritual beasts and rare bloodlines."
"There are beasts born capable of controlling lightning."
"Beasts capable of manipulating dreams."
"Ancient creatures sleeping beneath oceans."
"There are mountains made entirely from spirit stones."
"There are sects floating above clouds."
"There are forbidden regions where even Nascent Soul cultivators disappear permanently."
Zi Yue’s eyes reflected faint amazent while speaking.
"Before this... I only knew the world around my sect."
"But now..."
She slowly exhaled.
"The cultivation world inside my mind beca unimaginably vast."
Clayne genuinely beca happy listening to all this.
Because this ant...
He no longer needed to slowly discover everything himself blindly.
Zi Yue already possessed fragnts of an old monster’s knowledge.
That alone was practically a treasure.
So Clayne pretended to smile calmly toward her.
"That ans..."
He slowly nodded.
"...I can see more wonderful things about immortal cultivation."
Zi Yue imdiately lowered her head respectfully again.
"Yes, Senior Deity."
"This junior will humbly show all of them to Senior."
Her voice sounded sincere.
"And it was also because of Senior that I obtained those opportunities."
Clayne nodded thoughtfully afterward.
Then suddenly—
Zi Yue’s expression brightened slightly again.
"Most importantly..."
Her voice carried excitent now.
"I inherited the fighting instincts of the Blood Soul Sovereign."
Clayne blinked slightly.
"Fighting instincts?"
Zi Yue nodded rapidly.
"Yes, Senior!"
"Not rely mories."
"It feels as though battle itself beca engraved into my body."
Her breathing beca slightly faster while explaining.
"When I move spiritual Qi now, my body naturally understands how to react."
"When danger approaches, instinctively I already know how to counterattack."
"When I hold a sword, it feels completely different from before."
Zi Yue slowly clenched her hand.
"I can feel battle experience accumulated across centuries flowing naturally through my instincts."
Her eyes shone faintly.
"With this..."
"I can save the junior disciples of the Silent Sword Sect far more easily."
Her voice beca increasingly emotional.
"If there are still survivors..."
"I can protect them."
"I can fight stronger enemies."
"I can survive."
Zi Yue continued speaking excitedly nonstop.
"Even ordinary techniques feel completely transford now!"
"I can see flaws in movents instinctively!"
"I understand how experienced cultivators think during combat!"
"I—"
"First heal yourself."
Clayne interrupted calmly.
Zi Yue imdiately paused.
Then slowly lowered her head.
"Yes, Senior."
Clayne carefully dipped his finger into the sink water before lowering droplets around Zi Yue inside the miniature world.
The mont the water scattered nearby—Spiritual Qi instantly surged around her.
Zi Yue imdiately closed her eyes while absorbing it desperately.
The surrounding grasses glowed faintly while spiritual mist gathered around her weakened body.
But before she fully entered cultivation—
Clayne suddenly spoke again.
"Wait."
Zi Yue reopened her eyes imdiately.
"Yes, Senior?"
Clayne looked toward her thoughtfully.
"Before healing completely..."
"Show how to cultivate toward the Fourth Stage."
"And the Fifth."
His curiosity clearly grew stronger now.
"Actually..."
Clayne narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Show until the Tenth Stage."
Zi Yue imdiately nodded respectfully.
"Yes, Senior Deity."
Without hesitation, she produced a small ring from her storage belongings before placing it carefully before herself.
Several faintly glowing jade slips appeared from within.
Each carried traces of spiritual Qi.
anwhile, Clayne suddenly added again,
"And Martial Skills too."
His eyes reflected obvious curiosity.
"I want to know how cultivators actually fight."
Zi Yue nodded again.
"This junior understands."
But then Clayne added one more thing.
"The stronger the better."
His voice sounded interested now.
"Especially techniques from the mories you absorbed."
Suddenly—Zi Yue paused awkwardly.
Then unexpectedly...
She began stuttering slightly.
"S... Senior..."
Her expression beca embarrassed.
"For now..."
"I cannot fully access those deeper mories and transfer them into spiritual items."
Clayne blinked.
"What do you an?"
Zi Yue lowered her head apologetically.
"The mories inside my soul remain fragnted and unstable."
"I can recall many things ntally..."
"But I cannot yet organize and transfer advanced inheritances properly."
She looked genuinely regretful.
"Perhaps in the future, after stabilizing my cultivation and soul completely and reaching the requirent realm, I may accomplish it."
Clayne thought briefly before asking again.
"Then what do you have now?"
Zi Yue imdiately answered respectfully.
"I possess the cultivation techniques and cultivation spells of the Silent Sword Sect."
Her voice beca calr while explaining further.
"Our sect specialized primarily in sword cultivation and movent techniques."
"We focused on speed, precision, spiritual sword control, and offensive killing techniques."
"There are breathing thods for gathering spiritual Qi."
"thods for cleansing ridians."
"Foundation Establishnt circulation techniques."
"There are also sword movent arts capable of strengthening physical reactions and spiritual control."
Zi Yue carefully gestured toward the jade slips.
"The Silent Sword Sect also possessed martial movent techniques allowing cultivators to move lightly across terrain and evade attacks."
"There are body strengthening exercises."
"There are qi projection thods."
"There are sword resonance skills."
She lowered her head respectfully.
"Although our sect cannot compare to ancient holy lands or Nascent Soul sects, our inheritance remains stable and safe."
"We never cultivated dangerous demonic techniques."
Listening to this, Clayne slowly nodded.
"Alright."
"That will do."
Imdiately afterward, Zi Yue slowly removed a small sword from her belongings.
Then she sat upright and closed her eyes completely.
The surrounding spiritual Qi instantly gathered toward her body once more.
Wind lightly moved around her.
The grasses beneath her feet bent gently.
Then—Zi Yue pressed her finger lightly against the sword.
Spiritual Qi surged outward from her body continuously into the weapon.
The sword gradually glowed brighter and brighter.
Yet as the process continued...
Zi Yue’s face suddenly beca paler.
Then—
"Cough...!"
She violently spat out a massive amount of blood.
The sword almost slipped from her grasp.
Still...
She continued forcing spiritual Qi into it.
Finally—
The glow stabilized.
Zi Yue weakly lifted her head afterward.
"Senior..."
Her voice sounded exhausted.
"...It is done."
She carefully presented the glowing sword respectfully.
"All Senior Deity must do..."
"...is break the sword."
Clayne imdiately looked concerned.
"Are you alright?"
The mont he asked—
Zi Yue’s cultivation aura suddenly weakened violently.
Her Core Formation pressure rapidly collapsed downward.
Foundation Establishnt.
Peak Foundation Establishnt.
Then it stabilized there weakly.
Clayne imdiately frowned harder.
"You dropped realms?"
Zi Yue weakly nodded.
"Senior Deity..."
Her breathing beca uneven again.
"I must leave now."
Her eyes reflected worry.
"I need to save the junior disciples of the Silent Sword Sect if there are still survivors remaining."
Clayne beca even more concerned now.
"Will you actually be alright?"
Zi Yue slowly raised her head again.
This ti...
Confidence appeared inside her eyes.
"I am confident."
Her voice remained weak physically, yet ntally it sounded incredibly steady.
"I defeated the master of the demonic sect."
"I inherited fragnts of his mories."
"His instincts."
"His battle experience."
"His fighting prowess."
Zi Yue slowly clenched her hand again.
"Even though my cultivation returned to Foundation Establishnt..."
"...my understanding of combat no longer belongs to this realm."
Her eyes slowly sharpened.
"My battle instincts now resemble those of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator."
The mont those words entered Clayne’s ears—
His eyes imdiately sparkled brightly.
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