Chapter 126: 『Secret Art of Yin-Yang Joint Strike』
Inside the cave abode.
“Brother Lin, this is the original version of the sword technique I obtained.”
Yun Yao awkwardly took out the original sword technique, leaving Lin Chang’an speechless.
As expected, Yun Yao had held sothing back at the auction, and this sword technique just happened to perfectly complete the one he had.
At the very least, the missing ridian-Protection technique was now acquired.
“Brother Lin, this is the opportunity I ntioned, known only to the two of us. In twenty or thirty years, we’ll join forces and share the treasures left behind by that Core Formation cultivator.”
If what Yun Yao said was true and only the two of them knew about it, then the danger was significantly reduced.
Fortune moves the heart.
However, Lin Chang’an still calculated inwardly. With twenty to thirty years, he would definitely break through to mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, greatly increasing his power of self-preservation.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Yun Yao, but opportunities for Core Formation often turned husbands and fathers against each other.
“I know Brother Lin has concerns.”
At this mont, Yun Yao’s expression was calm. She gently brushed her hair behind her ear and said softly:
“But I never want to feel again what it’s like to have my life held in another’s hands. Although I’m only mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, Brother Lin, you must understand—fortune waits for no one, and it’s best to plan ahead.
I’m determined to obtain the Core Formation treasure. If Brother Lin helps , aside from that treasure, everything else can be chosen by you. And if I do succeed in forming a core, I will spare no effort to help you form your core as well.”
Yun Yao’s expression was firm this ti, even suggesting they swear a Dao Heart Oath together.
Although in the cultivation world, Dao Heart Oaths weren’t extrely binding, they could still cause complications during breakthroughs.
So most cultivators avoided swearing such oaths if they could.
Moreover, Yun Yao sounded sincere. Lin Chang’an pondered silently.
He was indeed so distance away from Core Formation, and judging by Yun Yao’s current state, the Demonic Sect must be riddled with danger.
Seeing Lin Chang’an’s hesitation, Yun Yao took a deep breath. Her face flushed slightly, but she still gritted her teeth and said:
“If Brother Lin is willing to help , I am willing to help you reach mid-stage Foundation Establishnt within ten years.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Chang’an was sowhat surprised. Break through to mid-stage Foundation Establishnt?
Yun Yao didn’t know he had secretly been supplenting with pills, so his cultivation progress wasn’t slow.
Given his aptitude, for Yun Yao to have the confidence to help him reach that stage in ten years was remarkable.
“I want to know—why does Fellow Daoist Yun insist on involving ?”
Friendship was one thing, but when it ca to opportunities, he needed clarity.
Faced with Lin Chang’an’s question, Yun Yao didn’t hesitate and directly explained:
“The location of this late-stage Core Formation cultivator’s death is within a region filled with thick poison miasma, surrounded by a colony of Second-rank venomous scorpions. I have little chance of succeeding alone.
Although I don’t know all of Brother Lin’s ans, you were able to hunt five Second-rank spirit beasts in the Yunwu Mountain Range without injury. That’s far better than risking my life alone.”
Upon hearing this, Lin Chang’an nodded inwardly.
So that’s the reason—colonies of Second-rank Spirit Insects, the venomous scorpions, were indeed tricky. No wonder Yun Yao was willing to share this information.
You should know that encountering colonies of Second-rank beasts would make even False Core cultivators retreat.
There was also the matter of the restriction-breaking talisman—if such a talisman were purchased openly, it would easily attract unwanted attention. Yun Yao was being very cautious.
“I have a 『Yin-Yang Joint Strike Secret Art』. If you and I work together, and either of us breaks our oath during the exploration, the surrounding poisonous insects will be our grave.”
Yun Yao had already made such detailed preparations for this opportunity, clearly planning for a long ti.
Lin Chang’an was aware of such dual techniques—so Dao Companions or sect family disciples, trained from a young age in mutual trust, could use Yin-Yang Joint Strike to unleash power far beyond their cultivation.
Based on Yun Yao’s intel, if they successfully entered the fallen cultivator’s secret realm and divided the loot—
They would still need to escape the venomous scorpion swarm afterward.
Even if they turned against each other, that could only happen after escaping.
By then, the treasure would already be in hand.
At this thought, Lin Chang’an mused silently. It looked like he needed to prepare so escape thods as well.
“Fellow Daoist Yun, I appreciate your sincerity. However, in twenty or thirty years, who can say what the future holds? Let us observe further before making a final decision.”
As tempting as the opportunity was, one had to live to enjoy it.
Seeing Lin Chang’an’s agreent, Yun Yao smiled faintly and nodded:
“Of course. No one knows what the future holds. If the secret realm is discovered before then, I naturally won’t bring it up again.”
In the cultivation world, many places where cultivators died were found by others purely by coincidence—these beca known as secret opportunities.
And with so many cultivators exploring the Yunwu Mountain Range, who knew what would happen twenty or thirty years later?
If soone else discovered it, the danger would certainly multiply.
What gave Lin Chang’an a bit of confidence was that the secret realm lay within the poison miasma zone of the Yunwu Mountain Range.
Although his cultivation was inferior to Yun Yao’s, in terms of terrain, he might have a slight edge.
After finishing their discussion, the two resud their usual casual chatting.
Before leaving, Yun Yao left behind a cultivation thod, saying she would return in three months to help him raise his cultivation.
However, as she left, for so unknown reason, Yun Yao’s steps seed rather hurried.
Yet Lin Chang’an’s thoughts were already focused on the Core Formation opportunity she spoke of.
……
“A late-stage Core Formation cultivator’s place of death, verified through bloodline resonance—it doesn’t seem fake.”
If it had been soone else, no matter how persuasive they sounded, he wouldn’t have been tempted—who knew if it was a trap?
But Yun Yao’s background made Lin Chang’an shake his head quietly.
After Yun Yao departed, Lin Chang’an sat in the cave abode, weighing the pros and cons.
With his current cultivation speed, in twenty or thirty years, he’d likely reach mid-stage Foundation Establishnt and be nearing a hundred years old.
Although he was still a way off from Core Formation, he should start preparing early.
“It’s not impossible. Putting aside Yun Yao’s character—for , with mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation, even if sothing happens, I should still be able to escape, right?”
At this thought, Lin Chang’an nodded to himself and resolved to focus on escape tools—whether magical artifacts or spells.
“If I miss this chance, I’ll still have to take risks to seek a Core Formation treasure in the future. At least Yun Yao is trustworthy, and the place is within a poison miasma zone.
In that environnt, I may not be that much weaker than Yun Yao.”
Although Yun Yao clearly wanted the Core Formation treasure, the legacy of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator was too valuable—even a single share would be a trendous fortune.
It could be used to barter for other Core Formation treasures or anything else he desired.
More importantly, while finding a Core Formation treasure was one issue, the real problem for Foundation Establishnt cultivators was their lifespan.
Many cultivators who reached late Foundation Establishnt grew old and weak, and even when they finally found a treasure, they could do nothing but weep in regret.
Missing the pri ti for Core Formation ant even more danger if attempted forcefully.
“If I skip this chance, by the ti I’m a hundred years old, I’ll still be scrambling for resources, and may not even gather enough materials before late Foundation Establishnt.
If I miss that perfect timing, won’t all my talent be wasted?”
Thinking of this, Lin Chang’an made a silent decision. There were still twenty to thirty years to prepare—no rush.
If you reach too early, misfortune follows; if you delay too long, disaster strikes. Other legendary chances may be out of reach, but this Core Formation opportunity was right in front of him.
In twenty to thirty years, if the situation changes, he would reassess.
“No matter what the future holds, increasing my strength is never wrong.”
So Lin Chang’an stopped dwelling on it and chose to focus on cultivation, revealing a relaxed smile.
However, when he opened the jade slip Yun Yao left behind, his expression suddenly turned surprised.
『Yin-Yang Dual Cultivation Joint Strike Secret Art』
“This……”
It turned out to be a profound dual cultivation joint strike secret art. In essence, it wasn’t rely about physical union.
Rather, it allowed two people to rge their spiritual energy through a secret technique, accelerating cultivation as an unparalleled thod.
In truth, dual cultivation was originally a righteous thod. Unfortunately, so cultivators in history found it too slow, and so with wicked intentions corrupted it into Yin-harvesting techniques.
It eventually beca associated with demonic arts.
This thod contained a high-level joint strike technique. In battle, the two cultivators could rge their mana and unleash power far beyond ordinary spells.
So powerful sects even had techniques for forming arrays with several mbers, capable of resisting those a realm above them for extended periods.
“Joint strike arts are truly profound. If two late Foundation Establishnt cultivators used it, they could unleash a blow comparable to a False Core cultivator.”
“No wonder Yun Yao was confident she could help break through to mid-stage Foundation Establishnt.”
At this mont, seeing the genuine dual cultivation secret art recorded on the jade slip, Lin Chang’an suddenly understood.
No wonder Yun Yao had acted strangely when she first ntioned it, even seeming a bit rushed when she left.
So that was the reason.
Although this was a proper dual cultivation secret art, it required both parties to completely let down their guard and rge their mana—this was sothing generally only done between husband and wife Dao Companions,
or those of the sa sect or clan who had grown up together.
As for exposing his Evergreen Art mana, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but shake his head. In the world of cultivation, powerful techniques were as nurous as stars.
Yun Yao’s Water Yin Demonic Art alone was already a top-tier demonic cultivation thod.
His own cultivation thod, while strong, drew more upon the power of his Life-bound Spirit Plant.
Now, that spirit plant was half-dead, and his cultivation was wood-attribute, so a slightly stronger life force aura in his mana was perfectly normal.
“With that, Yun Yao won’t be able to hide her cultivation from either.”
Thinking this, Lin Chang’an nodded to himself. Then he composed his thoughts—while the dual cultivation secret art was important, his daily cultivation couldn’t be neglected.
Afterward, Lin Chang’an resud his daily routine of cultivation, Drawing Talismans, and secretly purchasing spirit herbs and fruits at the marketplace to use for future alchemy.
It had to be said—using pills to assist cultivation really was fast.
……
Three months later.
【Lifespan: 65/217】
【Realm: Early Foundation Establishnt (58/100)】
Lin Chang’an slowly opened his eyes, revealing a look of satisfaction at his cultivation progress.
“With the help of pills, eight experience points per year. Even if the minor breakthrough stages get harder near the end, breaking through after age seventy shouldn’t be a problem. This speed of advancent is already decent.”
As for whether people might notice that his cultivation was progressing quickly?
Lin Chang’an snorted in disdain. In the eyes of Many Treasures Pavilion, with the way he risked his life hunting demon beasts, if his cultivation still didn’t advance—
He might as well just settle down and enjoy his twilight years.
As for those ignorant of the truth, if they couldn’t even sense the faint baleful energy he deliberately released, then it only showed their strength was pitiful.
They deserved to muddle through life stuck at early Foundation Establishnt.
“I just wonder how much this dual cultivation secret art can boost my cultivation.”
Thinking of Yun Yao’s cultivation, Lin Chang’an began to calculate silently.
“Early Foundation Establishnt is still manageable, but it gets harder the further you go. Yun Yao began cultivating earlier than , has high-grade spiritual roots, and practices a top-tier demonic art.
Even so, she still needs to cultivate this art with to boost her progress. That just shows how difficult it gets the further you go.”
Dual cultivation secret arts benefited both parties.
It was just that Lin Chang’an, with his lower cultivation, would likely benefit more in the beginning.
While Lin Chang’an waited for Yun Yao’s arrival, a Voice-recording Talisman suddenly appeared outside the formation.
As Lin Chang’an reached out and grabbed it, Yun Yao’s voice slowly erged from the talisman.
“Co at night? This dual cultivation secret art isn’t even indecent!”
Upon hearing Yun Yao say she could only co at night, Lin Chang’an was left speechless.
They were cultivating a proper, righteous dual cultivation secret art—not so crooked or depraved technique.
“If that’s the case, I’ll go et with Old Hu first. He seems to have gotten sothing good again lately.”
Thinking this, Lin Chang’an shook his head, then raised his hand to store the Green-Horned Ox in his Spirit Beast Pouch, and walked out of the training grounds toward the marketplace trading zone in the city.
As he stepped out, he happened to run into Chen Wen and Chen Feng, who were also leaving from Chen Qing’s training ground.
The two brothers greeted him respectfully. Lin Chang’an simply nodded calmly in return and continued on his way.
But in his heart, he sighed inwardly—Chen Qing had truly given up cultivation, allowing his descendants to use the Foundation Establishnt training ground.
Lin Chang’an didn’t judge this. In the world of cultivation, it was all too common.
After all, most cultivators didn’t have Lin Chang’an’s talent or opportunities.
Managing to reach Foundation Establishnt was already the end of the road for them. With nothing left to hope for on the Dao, they either spent their remaining years indulging in pleasures,
or supporting their clan and raising children.
……
Juxian Tower.
“Aiyo, Fellow Daoist Lin, your seclusion this ti was really long—Old Hu missed you terribly!”
The rugged-looking Old Hu ca forward and gave him a big bear hug, then burst out laughing.
Faced with this overly enthusiastic greeting, Lin Chang’an smiled and shook his head—he was long used to it, but still joked:
“Old Hu, if you dragged out of seclusion just to drink, that’s not going to cut it.”
“Don’t worry, Brother Lin. This feast today is on .”
Old Hu laughed heartily, ordering a table full of top-grade spirit wine and spirit at, bringing a broad smile to Lin Chang’an’s face.
It looked like Old Hu really had sothing good this ti.
“Brother Lin, take a look at this.”
Impatient, Old Hu excitedly pulled sothing out of his Storage Pouch, and Lin Chang’an imdiately brightened.
“A mid-stage Second-rank wood-attribute Demon Core.”
Now that was a rare treasure.
At the sa ti, he felt so quiet gratitude. He hadn’t expected that Old Hu would take his casual ntion seriously the last ti they t.
He couldn’t help but feel that this old friend was truly worth having.
Old Hu’s full na was Hu Jin. He was nearly ninety years old now and a seasoned mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
Among Foundation Establishnt demon-hunters, he was quite famous and extrely powerful.
He had climbed his way to success purely on his own—a classic example of a successful Drifting Cultivator.
“Old Hu, thank you.”
There was no need for empty words between n—just those two simple ones.
Old Hu laughed and casually tossed the Second-rank Demon Core over, waving it off:
“I told you this feast was on you today.”
“Don’t worry. Not just today—any ti you co to Juxian Tower, it’s on .”
“Let’s not go that far. I, Old Hu, am not that thick-skinned.”
The two n shared hearty laughter over wine and at. One was a Talisman Master, the other a demon-hunting Foundation Establishnt cultivator—no conflicts of interest between them.
So their conversation flowed freely.
However, sharp-eyed Old Hu still noticed the faint blood-baleful aura on Lin Chang’an. But he pretended not to see it, laughing and drinking as if nothing was wrong.
Lin Chang’an simply smiled and nodded, not ntioning it either.
They both knew—between friends, so things didn’t need to be said.
Still, out of concern, Old Hu swirled his wine and said:
“Brother Lin, be careful when entering or leaving Tianxuan City lately. A lot of fellow Daoists have been getting ambushed recently—not just those preparing to reach Foundation Establishnt,
but also those who just made the breakthrough. It’s definitely soone familiar doing it—how else could they be so accurate?”
After hearing Old Hu’s warning, Lin Chang’an nodded solemnly.
“Thank you. I’ll be careful.”
Since even soone as experienced as Old Hu brought it up, it must be serious. Lin Chang’an naturally took it to heart.
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