After that, he and Lady Yan, the proprietress, shared a mont of intimacy in secret from the child.
The proprietress was the first to admit defeat.
Then it was Lady Yan...
After the intense commotion, Lady Yan lay breathlessly on top of him, holding his face in her hands, and softly said, "It’s been almost four years now, husband seems to always look so young... whereas I..."
"Sister Yan, your charm is what truly defines femininity," Li Yuan smiled and said, "Being young, isn’t that a result of martial arts training? Sister Yan, why don’t you try another cultivation skill? The previous ’Willow Return Technique’ didn’t work, let’s try a new one."
"The ’Soul-Throwing Technique’ or the ’Earth Fire Travel Technique’?" Lady Yan, who was usually in charge but never spoke of it, seed to know everything, "These two cultivation skills can’t reach the Sixth Grade. If one doesn’t reach the Sixth Grade, it won’t extend life, practicing wouldn’t make a difference since I don’t like fighting..."
Li Yuan embraced his petite yet curvaceous, alluring wife, saying, "It’s not either of those, but a new cultivation skill... it should be ready in a while."
Lady Yan grumbled, "Alright then..."
Li Yuan suddenly leaned in and whispered into her ear, "I created it."
Lady Yan let out a couple of "ohs" before suddenly realizing, her hair standing on end as she sprung up. She straddled Li Yuan, casting a puzzled and lofty gaze down at him, her eyes wide and round like water apricots, reacting with a maturity not typical of a mother, exclaiming, "What? What?!"
Li Yuan pulled her down, laughing, "I created it, will you practice it?"
Lady Yan, as if in a dream, couldn’t believe it even after a long ti.
It wasn’t due to her lack of comprehension, but because this was sothing no one could believe.
Skills were one thing, but creating a cultivation skill... that was impossible.
After much gentle persuasion, Lady Yan finally realized that her husband was still in the process of creating it. She didn’t dare to firmly decline, afraid that if he failed to create it, he would be disheartened. She just said, "Take your ti~~ I’m fine with it~~"
...
Afterwards, Li Yuan seed to have so sort of realization, often contemplating, imrsed in his own world. He would occasionally draw sketches with his fingers in the air, on the paths, on rocks, on tables.
But his sketches were different from previous ’Tie Sha’.
Tie Sha was without a clue and lacked the physical conditions to test it.
However, the ’Shadow Blood’ in Li Yuan’s body had already reached the Sixth Grade level. What was lacking now was using this Shadow Blood to nurture his heart, thereby enhancing his senses, emotions, mories...
Once these three were completed, the Shadow Blood within him would circulate around the heart in a wondrous manner, forming another layer of circulation beyond the original blood vessels.
Thus, he could continuously trial and error until discovering the right path, which would be the path of life’s evolution.
No one had ever done this, after all... No one had the ti or opportunity to practice those unranked cultivation skills to perfection, nor did they have the ti to practice Seventh Grade Horizontal Cultivation and Seventh Grade Inner Cultivation.
And even if they practiced, it was useless.
The reason was simple, to practice the Seventh Grade Horizontal and Internal Training Skills, you must first reach the Seventh Grade, right?
Once reaching the Seventh Grade, the Mortal Bone would have already transford into Shadow Bone.
Shadow Bone cannot be replaced, even if you practiced, you couldn’t create your own Dharma Gate.
Unless, they attempted various thods at the Eighth Grade...
Besides this, anyone capable of such thoughts would already be of high grade, unable to replace their Shadow Bone, making it impossible to try such things again.
Broadly speaking, perhaps for hundreds, even thousands of years, Li Yuan is the only one to have been in such a situation.
Ti flew by, and Li Yuan, like a true Martial Fool, beca infatuated with this path.
In the blink of an eye, four months had passed...
During this ti, his two White Sparrows, one stopped at Antelope Pass, the other outside the Mass Grave.
In nearly four months, the Mass Grave "refreshed" with over two hundred people; among them appeared unknown Sixth Grade strongn in ancient clothing, fortunately, they were no match for General Gu Xiang, avoiding any accidents.
As for General Gu Xiang’s search of county chronicles, it was fruitless, because when they allowed the chaos of soldiers to rampage, the chronicles were burned as well.
General Gu Xiang almost went mad.
He humbled himself to visit deep alleys, inquiring of so elders, only managing to learn bits of Qiutang County’s past history.
An elder said, "Our ancestors said Qiutang County was originally a world of demon beasts, until a great hero led his n to kill many demon beasts which led to Qiutang County’s establishnt."
General Gu Xiang then inquired where this great hero’s tombstone was, but no one knew.
Another elder explained, "The previous dynasty declared that great hero a bandit, so they had his tomb dug up and scattered, no one knows where it went."
With this, General Gu Xiang felt a chill on his scalp, a sense of foreboding started to arise in his heart.
...
As ti flipped again, another month passed, jumping to December.
In the deep winter, snow covered Baihua Manor, and the youth sat in the snowy land, lost in thought, his head full of "white hair," body like an ice sculpture, brows furrowed, and his finger hovered in mid-air.
Tok tok tok~
Tok tok tok~~~
The sound of a cane approached.
The one-year-old Xiaozhao was walking in the corridor with a cane, and as she passed by, she called out in her childish voice, "Dad~~"
Li Yuan wanted to respond, but it felt as if he was stuck, just a step away.
"Daddy~ Daddy~~" Xiaozhao shouted "wah wah," pleading to be held.
Li Yuan felt a trace of urgency in his heart.
This anxiety struck like a lightning bolt in the heart, suddenly crystallizing everything. The frozen fingers began to move, dancing wildly in the snow like cursive script, quickly sketching out lines both mystical and chaotic.
The dense, sand-like Shadow Blood in him quickly circled around his heart.
Bang bang bang!!
Snowflakes dispersed, and an epiphany struck the young man, his senses beca instantly clear, and his ntal realm and mind turned lucid.
Like a mont of enlightennt, everything suddenly made sense.
Li Yuan glanced at his information:
[Na: Li Yuan]
[Add Points: 2884 points]
[Realm: Sixth Grade (Destiny Alteration)]
[Cultivation Skill: ??? (Sixth Grade) (1/1000)]
"It’s done!"
Now having entered the Sixth Grade, it must an perfection.
Li Yuan laughed heartily, he turned towards the corridor, picked up his little Cotton Pajamas, and whirled happily in the wind and snow.
Little Cotton Pajamas also giggled joyfully.
Such a scene was both harmonious and cheerful.
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