387: Reverse Life (5) (Master Mudong, more updates!)

Wang Yun settled down in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He was assigned a standard Immortal Cave for Inner Sect Disciples, located halfway up the mountain—not a great spot, but not a bad one either.

The concentration of Spiritual Qi here was decent, making it a good cultivation site for ordinary Cultivators.

But for Wang Yun, it was not much different from a Mortal land.

He sat cross-legged on the simple stone bed, looking inward at himself.

His cultivation had indeed completely reset to zero after his self-severing.

His Meridians were empty, with not a trace of spiritual power to be felt.

But he didn't feel any disappointment; instead, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief and liberation.

Without the threat of the indestructible will, it was as if the sword hanging over his head had finally disappeared.

This body, reshaped over endless eons in Chaos from Luo Xi's ultimate Yin Origin and the ultimate Yang force transformed from his Supreme Body, was itself the highest-grade dao foundation.

He named it the "Yin-Yang Indestructible Body."

Wang Yun abandoned the source that would attract the indestructible will—the "Azure Heaven Indestructible Art."

He began to use his remaining true spirit as the core, fusing his memories of the "Azure Heaven Pagoda Record," all his insights into the Great Accomplishment Supreme Body, and the Supreme dao principles of Yin and Yang rotation and the beginning of all things he had comprehended in Chaos.

He intended to tailor a brand-new Cultivation Technique for himself.

A truly unique Emperor-level Cultivation Technique of his own.

Wang Yun named it the "Supreme Scripture."

The core of this technique was not about plundering Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, but about guiding.

Guiding a wisp of Spiritual Qi as a spark, evolving Yin and Yang energies within the body to form a self-sustaining cycle and forge an indestructible dao foundation.

Its cultivation process was extremely subtle; from the outside, it appeared almost indistinguishable from a Mortal.

Wang Yun closed his eyes and began his first cultivation session since his return.

Relying on the Heaven-Defying Aptitude of the "Yin-Yang Indestructible Body" and his insights from once being a Supreme.

His cultivation speed advanced by leaps and bounds.

Just one month later, he quietly reached the Qi Nurturing Realm.

A few more days passed.

The Restriction on his Immortal Cave was triggered.

After handling Sect affairs, Zhu Wen came to visit, bringing some Medicinal Pills and Spirit Stones that new Disciples needed.

"Fellow Daoist Yun."

Zhu Wen set the items down, looked at the almost empty scene in the Immortal Cave, and then at Wang Yun, whose Aura remained "unremarkable," feeling both worried and admiring.

He worried that Wang Yun, with his Mortal body, might not adapt to the monotony and hardships of cultivation.

Yet he admired Wang Yun's calm state of mind for saving him without asking for anything in return.

"These are some basic Medicinal Pills and Spirit Stones; they might offer some help in your cultivation."

Wang Yun calmly accepted the items.

He knew this represented Zhu Wen's goodwill.

"Thank you."

These two simple words gave Zhu Wen a sense of relief.

He then complained about recent events and mentioned a Bottleneck he had encountered in his swordsmanship.

After listening, Wang Yun casually asked a question.

"Why do you draw your sword?"

Zhu Wen was taken aback and instinctively replied:

"To become stronger, so I won't be bullied by those villains!"

Wang Yun shook his head.

"Your swordsmanship is full of hesitation, but your heart has placed too many shackles on it."

"The sword is a weapon of slaughter, but also a straightforward path. Charging forward relentlessly isn't wrong, but when there's no road ahead, you might as well look back at the path you've traveled."

These simple words struck right at the core.

They deeply moved Zhu Wen, leaving him stunned for a moment.

Shackles?

The path traveled?

He suddenly realized the key to his problem.

Just as Zhu Wen was about to thank him again and take his leave, a series of arrogant footsteps sounded outside the Immortal Cave.

Core Disciple Li Ran, along with a few followers, blocked the entrance.

"Well, if it isn't Junior Brother Zhu?"

Li Ran's tone was full of biting sarcasm.

"Truly degrading yourself, actually mingling with a Mortal."

He didn't even bother looking at Wang Yun, directly taunting with his words.

"Kid, if you know what's good for you, get out of the Inner Sect on your own. Don't dirty our Heavenly Sword Sect's grounds."

Zhu Wen's recently calmed state of mind was instantly ignited by anger.

"Li Ran!"

He turned sharply, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.

But his hand was gently pressed down by a calm hand.

It was Wang Yun.

Wang Yun didn't get angry; he just calmly looked at the arrogant Li Ran and spoke.

"Your sword is impure."

Li Ran was stunned at first, then burst out laughing as if he had heard the biggest joke.

"Hah? A Mortal dares to talk to me about swords? What do you know about swords?"

He didn't even bother explaining to Wang Yun, just boastfully sneered.

"My swordsmanship is taught by the Third Elder, the core true inheritance of our Heavenly Sword Sect. How could a waste like you evaluate it?"

Wang Yun didn't argue with him and asked another simple question.

"Then why is it trembling after I said your sword is impure?"

Li Ran instinctively looked at his own sword.

The spirit sword, which his Family had paid a huge price to obtain for him, was indeed trembling slightly.

He thought it was because he was angered by Zhu Wen.

But when he met Wang Yun's deep gaze, an inexplicable sense of panic surged in his heart.

He felt as if he wasn't looking at a person.

But at an ancient Supreme awakening from Chaos.

That terrifying pressure, towering above all else, instantly weakened his Aura.

"You... just you wait!"

Li Ran, blustering but inwardly fearful, left a threat of "wait and see at the grand competition" before fleeing with his followers in disarray.

Feeling he had lost Face in front of everyone, Li Ran began spreading the word widely after returning to the Sect.

A Mortal with no cultivation, becoming an Inner Sect Disciple just because of Zhu Wen's word—this was the greatest disgrace in the Heavenly Sword Sect's history since its founding.

This news spread like wildfire, quickly fermenting throughout the entire Heavenly Sword Sect.

Wang Yun became a complete celebrity.

Outer Sect Disciples were all jealous and resentful, believing this undermined the fairness of Sect selection.

Inner Sect Disciples felt ashamed, viewing Wang Yun as a walking joke and even criticizing Zhu Wen, who had recommended him.

Many Disciples stuck at the Peak of the Outer Sect, desperately seeking a Breakthrough, saw Wang Yun as an easy target.

Defeating him at the grand competition would secure a precious Inner Sect Disciple position.

Even among the Sect's higher-ups, a few Elders felt the Third Elder's decision was too hasty, bringing a negative impact on the Sect's reputation.

But what's done is done; they could only wait and see, expecting the Annual Grand Competition to "clean out" this "Mortal."

"It's fine; when the Annual Grand Competition arrives, he'll naturally be swept out the door."

While the outside world was in turmoil, Wang Yun's Immortal Cave remained peaceful.

Six months passed in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the Yin and Yang energies within Wang Yun's body had grown to a whole new level, and his cultivation quietly reached the Earth Spirit Realm.

Just as the various discussions reached their Peak.

Dong!

An ancient and melodious bell tolled from the main Peak of the Heavenly Sword Sect, echoing through the mountains.

The Heavenly Sword Sect's annual Sect Grand Competition officially began.

According to the rules, all Inner Sect Disciples, regardless of cultivation level, must participate.

Instantly, countless gazes—some gloating, some curious, some disdainful—all focused on that inconspicuous Immortal Cave halfway up the mountain.

Everyone was waiting to see how this "Mortal Senior Brother" would be exposed at the grand competition, becoming the biggest joke in the Heavenly Sword Sect's history.

In Zhu Wen's Immortal Cave, he gripped his sword tightly, full of worry.

On the Faces of Li Ran and others, there was undisguised anticipation.

Wang Yun slowly walked out of his Immortal Cave, stood at the cliff's edge, and listened to the distant bell toll.

His expression showed no change at all.