Han Yi thought he had finally escaped from danger, but he had no idea that deep in the valley below, where spiritual energy flowed, there were still so demonic beasts living!
These creatures, unlike those in the smaller realms, could absorb and cultivate with spiritual energy.
White snakes, flying falcons, and two-headed monkeys…
They resembled the traditional images of ancient demonic beasts.
Caught completely off guard, Han Yi plunged right into the midst of this demonic beast horde.
Fortunately, these beasts had lived in this secluded valley, cut off from the world, and had never seen humans.
While Han Yi was terrified out of his wits, more than half of the beasts, equally frightened, scattered and fled.
As for the rest, well, they weren't so easily deterred.
Seeing an unknown intruder in their territory, their innate ferocity was triggered, and they attacked Han Yi without hesitation.
Han Yi took a deep breath of spiritual energy, casting a protective spell on himself while condensing energy into a sword to slash at the beasts.
Blood sprayed like mist, and in an instant, more than a dozen beasts were decapitated.
However, the scent of blood only drove the beasts into an even greater frenzy.
Fearless, they charged forward like a tidal wave.
And in the distance, it seed like an endless number of demonic beasts were rushing toward him.
Han Yi knew he couldn't linger here, so he fought while retreating, moving deeper into the valley.
The closer he got to the valley's depths, the richer the spiritual energy beca.
The denser energy allowed Han Yi to wield his full strength, the culmination of his Qi Condensation cultivation.
But correspondingly, the demonic beasts inhabiting this area also grew stronger.
Gritting his teeth, Han Yi used every ounce of his strength and finally carved out a path through the beasts.
He found an obscure, chaotic-looking cave at the very bottom of the valley and escaped back to the Xuanhuang Realm.
Taking a deep breath of the familiar, sweet air, Han Yi was still rattled and hadn’t even had a mont to rest.
Yet, he felt an inexplicable sense of danger creeping over him, as if soone were watching, his heart racing uncontrollably.
Already as jumpy as a frightened bird, Han Yi ignored his injuries and hurriedly took flight again.
It was only after a long ti that the lingering unease in his heart slowly faded.
Physically and ntally exhausted to the extre, Han Yi found a nearby deserted island.
Barely managing to land, he collapsed, fainting on the spot.
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Back to the present.
Through the Cloud Water Illusion Technique, Li Fan had observed all of Han Yi’s experiences over the past few years, a look of interest flickering in his eyes. Ŗ
"This kid’s experiences are truly colorful."
"Life-and-death crises that ordinary cultivators might never encounter in a lifeti, he’s faced them all in a single adventure."
"Logically speaking, if he were an ordinary person, he should have died countless tis by now."
"But sohow, he narrowly escaped death every single ti."
"The Heavenly Fate Sutra, the Feather of the Mystic Black Bird… are these the sources of your confidence?"
Looking at the peacefully sleeping Han Yi, Li Fan stroked his chin.
“‘Misfortune hides in fortune, and fortune lies in misfortune.’ No wonder in your last life you managed to win the fish-head prize, obtained the lost treasure of the Blue Feather, and acquired the Heavenly Blue Feather Pill. With such incredible luck, yet when exploring ruins with my clone, you often t setbacks.”
Li Fan paused, then gave a slight smile.
"You’re not wrong, though. With perfect Qi Condensation cultivation, you’ve managed to break through to the Golden Core stage within a decade. Then you even found a Dao-complenting skill at the Derivation Law Jade suited to your path..."
“It’s truly worthy of being called ‘Soaring Dragon in the Sky, Unstoppable Montum.’”
“Too bad you encountered .”
Li Fan's eyes were devoid of emotion, icy and cold.
With a light touch of his finger, he pointed at Han Yi's forehead.
"In this life, your path of fate will still follow my design."
After making Han Yi experience certain scenarios in his dreams, Li Fan finally withdrew his supernatural powers.
"The Heavenly Fate Sutra, interesting."
"But for now, it can remain with you."
With a faint gaze sweeping over Han Yi’s face, Li Fan's figure gradually faded away.
A long ti after, Han Yi slowly awakened.
"Hiss..."
"It felt like a dream. I was reminded of the troubles in that small world again." He felt a faint throbbing in his mind and instinctively massaged his temples to relieve it.
After a while, the pain subsided, and Han Yi let out a gentle sigh.
"I really don’t know if I’m lucky or cursed!"
Lying on the ground, he recalled his experiences in that small world and couldn't help but laugh with a mix of anger.
"It must be because my 'Heavenly Fate Sutra' has yet to reach perfection, causing backlash."
After a long reflection, Han Yi seed to have an epiphany.
"Earlier, I narrowly escaped death at the hands of that mysterious figure; it was a stroke of heavenly luck."
"But imdiately afterward, I suffered backlash and was captured by a creature in a muddled state."
"Relying on my fate protection to survive once more, I faced another backlash and was hunted down by Si."
"And even at the brink of despair, I found a sliver of hope. But soon after, I encountered yet another life-and-death crisis, besieged by demonic beasts."
"..."
Han Yi’s eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt a breakthrough in his thoughts.
"Blessings and misfortunes go hand in hand, indistinguishable from one another."
"If I only take without giving, it’s hard to endure long-term. Only by balancing calamities with fortune and using my destiny at the most crucial monts is the true path!"
With his thoughts fully aligned, a surge of spiritual power suddenly emanated from Han Yi’s body.
The spiritual energy from all directions was drawn toward him.
Above the deserted island, a faint tornado seed to form.
And within Han Yi’s dantian, the black feather of the mystic black bird began to disintegrate, completely rging into his dantian.
This scene marked Han Yi's successful enlightennt upon returning to the Xuanhuang Realm after facing life and death ordeals.
He had directly succeeded in establishing his Foundation.
After years of bitter striving with no success, today he finally achieved his long-cherished wish.
Han Yi felt all the resentnt in his chest swept away.
He let out a long howl to vent the frustration pent up inside.
However, his howl lasted only a mont before he abruptly stopped.
He instinctively scanned his surroundings and, seeing no imdiate danger lurking nearby, finally relaxed a little.
"Forget it, there’s no need to be too arrogant."
"It’s only the Foundation Establishnt stage; my future path, Dao Integration is set, and Longevity is within reach!"
A hint of self-satisfaction filled Han Yi’s heart.
After a while, he began to contemplate: "Now that I've established my Foundation, but all my possessions were consud by that Foundation Establishnt master."
"Truly, I’m left with nothing. I need to find a way to earn so contribution points."
Narrowing his eyes, he quickly ca up with an idea.
"I heard that in the Congyun Sea, there’s a trick called the 'Fish Gambling'. Those with good fortune could get rich overnight."
"This is just made for !"
"Hmph, watch my skill!"
With this thought, Han Yi rose into the air and flew towards the location of Fish Gambling Island he recalled from mory.
Unbeknownst to Han Yi, in the sky, a gaze was constantly watching him.
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