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第一百九十四章 毅力与修炼

Two hours later, Lin Xuan returned to his cave dwelling.

Recalling the moment he approached the sect gate, several faint traces of divine consciousness lingered around him. Lin Xuan couldn't help but chuckle.

Of course, these were all high-ranking experts from various powerful factions. Their cultivation levels should have reached the Condensation Core stage.

They must have thought that I wouldn’t notice, right? Who knew that my divine consciousness far surpassed those of my peers and I was just pretending to be unaware!

Although he hadn't witnessed it firsthand, guessing their emotional states wasn't too difficult. They had dispatched so many high-ranking disciples to follow me, yet they all disappeared without a trace.

Given the status of Spirit Medicine Mountain, unless they could confirm that the Heavenly Dust Pill was indeed real, they dared not break any further ties. Instead, they could only secretly sulk.

At least I got some revenge!

Of course, Lin Xuan wouldn't act impulsively. The remaining troubles were none of his concern; the sect elders would handle them. However, judging from the current situation, both the Daoist and Demon factions seemed to be restraining themselves. They didn’t fully believe in the rumors either, which was why they dispatched so many disciples—just as a precaution.

In other words, as long as nothing unexpected happened, Spirit Medicine Mountain should weather this crisis without any issues.

Next, I need to improve my cultivation!

Lin Xuan activated the Extreme Yin Evil Spirit Array and then went outside the alchemy room. He needed to prepare the Seven-Heart Pill in the shortest time possible to facilitate the practice of the Yin-Yang Art.

Although he was nominally the young master of Spirit Medicine Mountain, Lin Xuan's alchemical skills were a mess. Of course, whether or not the pill succeeded didn't matter to him; he had the Blue Star Sea to purify any discarded pills.

In just one day, Lin Xuan obtained nine Seven-Heart Pills. Unlike other spirit-enhancing medicines like Essence Cleansing Pills and Foundation Establishment Pill, each Seven-Heart Pill could only be consumed once. Taking more would not only be ineffective but might even have adverse effects.

Lin Xuan calculated that with nine pills, he should be able to practice the Yin-Yang Art without any issues.

He took out the jade cylinder and read through the inscribed Yin-Yang Art several times, carefully considering each word and sentence to ensure his understanding was correct. Then, Lin Xuan sat in meditation, adjusting both his mind and body to their optimal states.

Practicing this secret technique could be considered a last-ditch effort. If successful, it would open up endless possibilities. Not only would his strength increase dramatically, but he could also simultaneously practice the Nine Heavens Profound Art and Demon Sect secrets—greatly benefiting his future cultivation journey…

If it failed… well, soul and body scattered, never to return.

This decision wasn't easy, but in the end, Lin Xuan chose to face the challenge head-on!

To gain something, one must first make a sacrifice. Learning such an extraordinary art was worth taking some risks. Cultivation was full of hardships; if he had been afraid at the start, he shouldn’t have taken this path.

Moreover, regarding his own perseverance, Lin Xuan still had some confidence.

Cross-legged, Lin Xuan swallowed a fiery Seven-Heart Pill.

This pill was made from seven highly toxic substances, but after its effects neutralized, it actually had the effect of stabilizing one's mind. It could protect the heart and maintain clarity amidst various disturbances and pains.

The medicinal energy spread from his dantian, quickly flowing through his meridians.

Lin Xuan didn't waste any time; he began practicing according to the description in the Yin-Yang Art.

The process was incredibly arduous. The key challenge lay in the initial conversion of yin-yang essence energy, which brought indescribable pain. Initially, Lin Xuan thought that the description in the art was exaggerated. After all, he had experienced the Heart Refinement Path before; even a fiery hell wasn't much…

But now it seemed there was nothing to be proud of. Compared to the pain from practicing the Yin-Yang Art, the Heart Refinement Path was child's play.

Moreover, back then, if he couldn’t bear it, he could run out and rest for a while. Now, however, he had to grit his teeth and endure until completion, which would last at least a week.

Although the pain was greater than expected, Lin Xuan’s perseverance was unbreakable, and with proper preparation, even through the most intense moments, his mind remained clear. He gritted his teeth and endured.

Meanwhile, Ling Yueer wasn’t idle either. Little Yin Spirit had already reached the peak of the Flexible Spirit Period; she could soon successfully establish her foundation.

Unlike her master's poor资质, Moon was a true pure-yin body, and as a ghost soul, practicing Demon Sect techniques came easier than for human cultivators.

Foundation Establishment almost never failed.

At another stone room, Lin Yueer also sat cross-legged. However, she hovered in mid-air.

Though not yet able to form a solid entity, Little Moon’s soul energy was now very stable. Without touching her, one could hardly tell that she was a ghost spirit; she looked like a beautiful human girl.

Lin Xuan wasn’t worried about Yueer. On the contrary, he was now at his most dangerous moment. Simply enduring the pain wouldn't suffice; he had to practice according to the Yin-Yang Art’s records without making any mistakes.

It was more of a torment than practicing cultivation—almost driving him mad.

For cultivators, one week wasn’t worth mentioning. But for Lin Xuan, every second felt like an entire year.

Several times on the brink of collapse, he always managed to hold on at the last moment.

Finally, a week passed.

"Phew!"

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and collapsed onto the ground as if his support had been removed. He didn’t want to move any part of him.

He was drenched in sweat, like he had just emerged from water. The ordeal was beyond anything he had experienced even during life-and-death battles. Thinking back on the past seven days, Lin Xuan felt a chill run down his spine and shuddered with relief!

Fortunately, despite the pain, the result was perfect—the Yin-Yang Art was complete!

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