Chen Mo’s current state was very peculiar.
His consciousness seed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss, yet his perception beca exceptionally clear, as if he was simultaneously engulfed by a sea of fire and glaciers; on one side was a blazing heat capable of burning everything in the world, while on the other was an absolutely cold and dead void.
The two seed to be wrestling, constantly tugging at his Divine Soul.
This left Chen Mo doubting whether he might be torn to shreds alive.
However, these two forces were quite asured; whenever he felt it was unbearable, they would stop tugging as if by tacit understanding, and a force would flow in to repair his Divine Soul. Once fully restored, the tug-of-war would begin anew.
Over ti, Chen Mo beca numb to it.
Since there was no risk of dying, he simply watched them perform from an observer’s perspective.
With each tear and fusion, sothing indescribable would integrate into his Divine Soul, and his understanding of the world’s origin deepened step by step.
Until the thirty-ninth tear, nothing new integrated.
Chen Mo thought it would stop there, but unexpectedly, a wisp of purple light suddenly surged forth, enveloping his Divine Soul, making the two restless forces docile.
The world seed to have hit the mute button.
Chen Mo lost all five senses, floating in the darkness, with only his thoughts like a glowworm, illuminating his slow disintegration—
His flesh turned into stardust, bones split into mountains, and ridians unfurled into the networks of rivers.
"Is this the Integration of Dao?"
He suddenly understood.
The so-called Integration of Dao is to elevate one’s life level to resonate with the laws of heaven and earth.
This process comprises three stages: Body Integration, Soul Integration, and Dao Integration.
As the na suggests, it ans bearing Dao Power with the physical body, resonating with laws through the Divine Soul, and comprehending one’s own unique Dao Seal.
However, this is the ideal state. In reality, those who obtain the "Dao Seal" in the Third Grade are extrely rare, while most cultivators, even after breaking through Second Grade, remain in the stage of "Body Integration."
This not only determines the future upper limit of cultivation but also affects one’s own strength.
An ordinary Second-grade Grandmaster might not even be a match for a Third-grade "Dao Integration"; if the law comprehended is of combat type, even a Third-grade "Soul Integration" might rub them on the ground.
Moreover, entering the First Grade realm and coagulating a Dao Fruit requires the prerequisite of obtaining a Dao Seal.
"Then what does this make ?"
"Directly skipping ’Body Integration’ and entering the stage of ’Soul Integration’?"
Chen Mo pondered secretly.
In fact, his body had long been tempered thousands of tis.
First, it was refined through the Mixed Elent Furnace Skill, then transford by the Xuantian Canglong Transformation, further strengthened by the Green Lotus Seed and Soldier Control Seal...
It had almost reached the limits of Daoist and Martial Dual Cultivation.
Skipping the first stage seems quite normal.
Yet he was still sowhat unsure about which law had truly integrated into him, feeling like it was based on Dragon Qi, alongside the aura of calamity and Returning Ruins, with so other things mixed in.
At this mont, Chen Mo suddenly noticed that in the deep darkness around him, so faint pinkish-white luminescence began to appear.
An indescribable feeling filled his heart, as if an unseen bond had ford.
Tightly connected, inseparable.
"What’s happening?"
"So hot..."
...
...
Ji Hongxiu knelt on the bed, her sowhat bleary willow-leaf eyes carefully examining.
She couldn’t understand what had such charm to send Qingxuan into such a frenzy, even defying the sect’s rules and regulations...
"Thinking too much is useless; trying is knowing."
"I rember it started like this..."
After confirming Chen Mo wouldn’t wake up soon, she first extended her hand to test hesitantly, then gathered her courage—
"Mm?!"
Ji Hongxiu’s beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide.
Clearly, it was quite docile just a mont ago, but now it seed to have been stimulated by sothing, abruptly becoming restless, leaving her a bit unprepared.
Before she could react, Chen Mo opened his eyes, suddenly sat up, wrapped an arm around her waist, and pressed her beneath him.
Rip—
A large hand grabbed her collar, tearing it apart fiercely to both sides.
Next, he moved forward with no regard—
Ji Hongxiu shivered, pressing her hands against his chest, her voice flustered, "Chen, Chen Mo, what are you doing?!"
?
Hearing this voice, Chen Mo suddenly ca to his senses.
Looking at the scene before him, his bloodshot eyes were a bit startled.
The woman in front of him had a disheveled hair bun, cheeks as red as peach blossoms, her Daoist robe torn open brutally, leaving only a pure white undergarnt. However, whiter than the undergarnt was her jade-like skin, smooth and tender.
In terms of raw strength, she was still a bit behind monsters like Ling Ningzhi, but should still not be underestimated.
Due to lying down, he could faintly see the fullness overflowing at the edge of her underwear.
"Daoist Venerable?"
"Why is it you?"
Chen Mo was stunned for a mont.
"Of course it’s ! Who else did you think it was?" Ji Hongxiu glared at him.
"But I clearly felt soone was... I thought it was Qingxuan..."
Chen Mo looked slightly embarrassed, casting a suspicious glance at those rosy lips.
Ji Hongxiu’s montum weakened, she turned her head away with guilty conscience, coldly snorted, "I just ca to see if you’re dead or not. Your brain is filled with nonsense, who knows what fanciful dream you had?"
"..."
Chen Mo was dazed, but not stupid; he could naturally distinguish dreams from reality.
Seeing the other party adamantly denying, he couldn’t say much.
But...
"Why do I feel a bit strange?" Chen Mo swallowed with difficulty, his voice dry, "Did you give a drug?"
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