Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 800: 489: On Nascent Soul, Creating Spiritual Land2

Chapter 800: Chapter 489: On Nascent Soul, Creating Spiritual Land_2

But at this mont, he suddenly realized the problem.

He actually had not yet clarified his mind, and so much Dao Essence within him… it did not co from his own efforts; a large part of it was absorbed from the Heroic People List and Demon Core.

Coarse, miscellaneous, bloated…

He must consolidate it into a single, pure Dao through his own comprehension!

Not more, not less, just one strand, recognized by the heavens as Dao!

Then he can attain the Dao and wield the spiritual power of the world for himself.

No one can take it away because it is inscribed into the Heavenly Dao…

At this mont, Yang Feng beca enlightened!

No need for many words; he was born with incredible comprehension. This so-called bottleneck… in the face of geniuses like Yang Feng, only requires a slight hint, and the world opens wide.

‘Good seedling…’

Watching Yang Feng’s enlightennt, Murong Ziyuan nodded slightly, with a trace of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

In fact, her recent guidance of spiritual power also activated the Dao Essence within Yang Feng, making it more lively and easier to perceive…

‘At last, it’s worthy of so many snacks…’

‘So many… I really want to eat…’

‘Why isn’t he leaving yet…’

Murong Ziyuan pondered for a mont, her red lips slightly parted.

“Condensing the Dao is not the work of a mont. You should seek a Spirit Gathering Land and slowly comprehend it. With your talent… it shouldn’t be difficult.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng cald his mind, adjusted his state, and bowed slightly to Murong Ziyuan.

“Thank you, Aunt, for the guidance, but I have one more thing…”

“?”

“How do I achieve the Nascent Soul?”

“Impatience… is not a good trait, especially at your Golden Core Tenth Layer. Being too hasty can easily induce a heart demon, and once it erupts… not only is the path to Nascent Soul hopeless, but you might also undergo a drastic change and do sothing you’ll regret for a lifeti.”

“But… I must achieve Nascent Soul as soon as possible.”

“Why?”

Murong Ziyuan was sowhat puzzled. With Yang Feng’s talent… no less than her own, and the Yang Family’s wealth, achieving Nascent Soul in the future was highly probable.

Furthermore, Yang Feng was not even a hundred years old, with a promising future ahead.

Why the rush?

“I want to fully understand the catastrophe of the Feng Family!”

“I see… caught in the middle… it must be hard for you.”

“No, Aunt, you misunderstand . I have never been surnad Feng… I only want to remove this obstacle for the Yang Family, to prevent my siblings, children, nieces, and nephews from living in fear of assassination.”

Yang Qiangjing… she’s his sister-in-law!

The Feng Family dared to harm her, which is equivalent to threatening his family!

If assassins could reach the Shangguan Family last ti, who knows where they’ll strike next!

He didn’t want to remain passive!

Murong Ziyuan didn’t know about such past connections; she just pondered for a mont and asked a question:

“Do you know why I returned to the Danai Dynasty thirteen years ago, yet never went to the Sky Garden to avenge my master and two junior brothers? Master Lei Zhen instructed , and Yang Shi and Ding Zhen are my sword-bearers…”

As she spoke of this, a rare hint of anger appeared on her usually cold face.

She was an orphan, picked up by her master Xuan Zhen Taoist and brought to the Xuan Stone Sect, cultivating at Thunder Peak. Disliking social interactions, she had few friends. Xuan Zhen and Lei Zhen were her masters, also taking on the role akin to her father…

Lei Zhen himself, due to his constitution, attracted the Heavenly Tribulation, which instead helped her cultivation.

Moreover, he taught her many things from afar.

As for Yang Shi and Ding Zhen, they were purely her people.

All three died while resisting the demonic invasion of the Feng clan… how could she not be angry!

A fire always burned within Murong Ziyuan’s heart!

Yang Feng tentatively said, “Because the Demon Clan’s intimidation prevents you, Aunt, from leaving easily?”

“Yes… but not entirely. I have a magic treasure that can temporarily leave a shadow to last for so ti, even the Cat Commander wouldn’t be able to see through it. If I don’t move, he too doesn’t dare to move.”

“Then… perhaps, it’s about waiting to achieve the Nascent Soul Stage before settling the score?”

This was the path Yang Feng himself was walking.

“Alas… when I truly reach Nascent Soul, forget about revenge, I don’t even know when I can return to the Twelve Dynasties…”

“Ah???”

Yang Feng was shocked.

“The Spirit Miao Continent’s Twelve Dynasties floating in the void have operated for so many years, yet a Nascent Soul cultivator has never appeared. Do you know why?”

“Not enough Spiritual Energy Concentration!”

“Yes… the Twelve Dynasties cannot sustain the birth of Nascent Soul cultivators, only the Spirit Miao Continent can. Once soone becos a Nascent Soul practitioner, trying to return would result in being blocked by the Twelve Dynasties to prevent self-collapse. Otherwise, the Sect Leader and Deputy Sect Masters would have co down themselves to clean up the alien races of the Twelve Dynasties long ago.”

“To think… I did hear it from my father, Yang Fu, but I never imagined the Twelve Dynasties couldn’t achieve Nascent Soul…”

“Therefore… achieving Nascent Soul ans being unable to take revenge. Not achieving it… can’t kill the Feng Family, Feng Xin, despite his talent being less than yours, he’s two hundred years older than , achieving Golden Core Perfection a hundred years ago, his strength is not lesser than mine.”

Murong Ziyuan, for the first ti, showed a hint of confusion.

Yang Feng understood her.

She wasn’t unwilling to act, but… incapable of doing so.

Even soone as strong as Murong Ziyuan couldn’t break the impasse in the current circumstances.

Yang Feng suddenly felt that this ice-cold war goddess of the Danai Dynasty also had her womanly side, her hobbies, her worries, and her confusion about things she couldn’t achieve.

At this mont, she was no longer a lofty fairy, but a friend…

Yang Feng suddenly had a bold idea.

He slowly stood up, walked towards Murong Ziyuan, and seeing the confusion in her eyes… gently embraced her head.

“Aunt, if needed, my chest… is always open for you.”

“?”

Murong Ziyuan’s eyes were montarily stunned, then erupted with thick purple Thunder Light.