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142: Chapter 142 Refining Three Thousand Years of Primordial Yin
Ye Xiaoyao and Nangong Xiyue spent another ten days together discussing the Dao and exchanging insights.
During these ten-odd days, the two clashed constantly in a series of fierce battles.
Ye Xiaoyao gave Nangong Xiyue his all, driving his rod home every single time.
Relying on his physical strength, which had been greatly enhanced after consuming the dragon scale fruit, he completely conquered Nangong Xiyue, whose cultivation had reached the Spirit Transformation Realm.
This could probably be recorded in the cultivation history of the Qiongming Realm as the first time a Core Formation Cultivator had conquered a Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivator.
Of course, this conquest was not a traditional conquest by force, but a dual conquest of both spirit and body.
Using his own methods and strength, Ye Xiaoyao made this Demon Race Empress submit willingly.
At this moment, Ye Xiaoyao held Nangong Xiyue in his large arms as they lay on the fragrant bed, resting in the warmth of each other's company.
Nangong Xiyue snuggled in his embrace, feeling lazy and incredibly comfortable.
Her long hair was scattered across the pillow, and a few strands of black silk clung to her cheeks, making that peerlessly beautiful face look even more soft and charming.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her breathing gradually stabilized, and the rise and fall of her chest also began to ease.
Ye Xiaoyao closed his eyes, his palm unconsciously wandering over her back, feeling the smooth and delicate skin.
After a good while, both felt that their spirit and physical strength had mostly recovered, and they reluctantly separated from each other.
Nangong Xiyue sat up from his embrace, reached out to tidy her messy hair, and turned to give Ye Xiaoyao a soft smile.
Ye Xiaoyao also sat up and gently pressed a kiss onto her forehead.
“Let’s begin cultivating,”
he said.
Nangong Xiyue nodded.
Each of them adjusted their breath and sat cross-legged to begin their meditation and cultivation.
Having obtained Nangong Xiyue's precious primordial yin of three thousand years, Ye Xiaoyao naturally had to strike while the iron was hot.
He needed to refine and absorb this primordial yin as quickly as possible to break through his Bottleneck and increase his cultivation.
primordial yin is the essence within a female Cultivator's body; the longer it is held, the more concentrated and pure the essence within becomes.
The value of primordial yin kept for three thousand years, like Nangong Xiyue's, simply could not be measured by mere Spirit Stones; it was practically a priceless treasure.
Even as a nascent soul formation spirit item for a Core Formation Late Stage Cultivator to charge into the Nascent Soul Stage, it would be more than enough.
Yet such an extremely rare and incredibly precious spiritual item—something Cultivators in the outside world could only dream of—had now been obtained by Ye Xiaoyao, and in an amount that was simply unheard of.
What was even more surprising and shocking was that Ye Xiaoyao did not use such a spiritual item as a Nascent Soul Formation item, but instead refined and absorbed it as a common spiritual item to break through the Middle Stage Core Formation Bottleneck.
If Cultivators in the outside world were to learn of this, they would surely be dumbfounded and cry out about such a waste of a heavenly treasure.
Ye Xiaoyao circulated the spiritual Qi within his body, slowly drawing out, refining, and then absorbing the three-thousand-year primordial yin originally stored in his Dantian one by one.
He did not dare to be greedy for speed, guiding those pure essences of primordial yin bit by bit to merge into his Meridians and then flow into his Dantian.
Layer after layer of azure spiritual light surfaced on Ye Xiaoyao's body, the light flickering unsteadily like ripples on a water surface ruffled by the wind.
This was the external manifestation of the spiritual Qi within his body circulating intensely.
Nangong Xiyue's three-thousand-year primordial yin was still quite difficult to refine; the essence contained within was far more than imagined, as deep as a vast lake.
Ye Xiaoyao calculated secretly in his heart.
Perhaps he could not only break through the Bottleneck to reach Middle Stage Core Formation in one go, but even catch a glimpse of the Core Formation Late Stage.
While Ye Xiaoyao was refining the primordial yin, Nangong Xiyue, dressed in a white gauze dress, was also cultivating.
Although she was somewhat exhausted from being tossed around during the great battle of the past few days, she was, after all, a Spirit Transformation Realm Cultivator, so her recovery was much faster.
At this moment, she sat cross-legged, also refining and absorbing the essence of pure yang she had obtained from Ye Xiaoyao.
Those yang-attribute essences entered her Meridians and blended with the yin-attribute spiritual Qi in her body, harmonizing Yin and Yang and making her cultivation even more stable.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, the azure spiritual light on Ye Xiaoyao's body suddenly flared up, as if something had exploded inside him.
The light gushed out from his pores, illuminating the entire bedroom brightly.
His aura suddenly surged, gushing out like water from a burst dam.
He broke through the Bottleneck in one fell swoop, reaching the Middle Stage Core Formation!
What was even more shocking was that
the brilliance of the spiritual Qi radiating from his body did not gradually subside because of the Breakthrough in Realm; instead, it became increasingly powerful, turning exceptionally bright and dazzling.
The light stacked layer upon layer, each wave overtaking the last, as if there were no end to it.
His aura was still constantly strengthening.
Beside him, Nangong Xiyue, who was refining the pure yang object with her beautiful eyes closed, was shocked by this change in Ye Xiaoyao.
She couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes, her sandalwood mouth slightly agape as she watched the powerful spiritual light radiating from her husband's body.
The light grew brighter and more intense, casting a golden glow over her face.
Nangong Xiyue could not hide the joyful smile at the corners of her mouth as she murmured to herself:
“Husband's talent is truly extraordinary. I didn't expect his Realm to break through so quickly, and it seems like it's not going to stop yet...
It looks like Husband should be able to break through two minor Realms in one go and reach the Core Formation Late Stage!”
She did not attribute Ye Xiaoyao's Breakthrough in Realm to her own three-thousand-year primordial yin at all.
Although she knew the effect of this primordial yin was excellent, she believed even more that it was because of Ye Xiaoyao's own superior Aptitude.
Unintentionally, her love for Ye Xiaoyao increased by a few more points.
She had been conquered by Ye Xiaoyao's cultivation talent.
Nangong Xiyue had also mostly finished refining the pure yang object and had absorbed it quite completely, so she did not continue her meditation.
She restrained her aura, stood up, walked to Ye Xiaoyao's side, sat down gently, and folded her hands on her knees.
She began to carefully observe her husband's cultivation status, acting as his Protector to prevent any accidents.
Over the next seven days, the spiritual light on the surface of Ye Xiaoyao's body climbed wave after wave.
On the first day, the spiritual light changed from light azure to deep azure, like azure flames burning on his body.
On the second day, a hint of gold began to appear within the deep azure, spreading from his chest to his limbs.
On the third day, more and more gold appeared, intertwining with the azure to form a peculiar azure-gold light.
On the fourth day, that light was so intense it almost pierced through the roof, and Nangong Xiyue had to squint her eyes slightly.
The fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day...
Nangong Xiyue clearly felt Ye Xiaoyao's aura gradually strengthening, climbing slowly from Middle Stage Core Formation to the Peak of Middle Stage Core Formation, every step steady and solid without the slightest instability.
Finally, in the evening of the seventh day, the spiritual light on Ye Xiaoyao's body suddenly bloomed, forming an extremely strong pillar of spiritual Qi that shot into the sky.
The pillar of light was several zhang wide; it burst out from the bedroom in the Immortal Cave, pierced through the entire mountain Peak, and shot straight into the clouds.
It illuminated half the sky, the azure-gold light particularly striking in the twilight, even more powerful than the spiritual light triggered by some Cultivators when forming their Nascent Souls.
This was not Ye Xiaoyao forming a Nascent Soul.
He was merely breaking through to the Core Formation Late Stage.
However, such a scene was already quite spectacular in the eyes of outsiders.
Unless they were veteran Nascent Soul Cultivators who could see the truth and know this was not a Nascent Soul Formation scene, other Cultivators would likely think someone was forming a Nascent Soul.
This earth-shattering anomaly naturally drew the attention of the other Nine-Tailed White Fox clansmen within the Qingqiu Holy Land.
A large number of Nine-Tailed White Fox clansmen turned their gazes toward the mountain Peak where the Empress's Immortal Cave was located, all of them confused and puzzled.