Chapter 51

Xian'er's internal fire poison had evolved into a unique and more potent version—a mutated, enhanced fire poison. This was due to her consuming various toxins, which integrated with her fire poison energy, making it more deadly and of higher quality.

A day later, the toxins no longer seeped out but instead began to flow back inside, proving that Xian'er had successfully broken through to the Dou Ling level and had controlled the leakage of her poison.

She didn't emerge immediately. Instead, she spent three more days stabilizing the surge in power brought about by her breakthrough. Only then did she come out of seclusion.

Then, they began their days of learning to refine second-grade medicinal pills. With the breakthrough, Xian'er's soul power had naturally increased, along with her Dou Qi. This made alchemy easier for her.

Quickly, both of them successfully refined second-grade medicinal pills and were promoted to second-grade alchemists. Following this, Wei Yang consumed the highest quality Three-Woven Qingling Pill.

It had been nearly two months since they left the Tagore Desert. During this time, Wei Yang felt his somewhat unstable Dou Qi, due to his rapid advancement, had solidified.

After successfully refining the Three-Woven Qingling Pill, Wei Yang managed to leap two stars, becoming a Nine-Star Dou Ling.

…

Their lives then became increasingly regular: cultivating and refining pills. Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, nearly three months had gone by.

In the secluded small valley, Wei Yang and Xian'er lived quietly. They cultivated or practiced alchemy without any external disturbances, enjoying peaceful and fulfilling days.

Occasionally, during breaks, they would take books and compare them with the various herbs in the valley, identifying their appearances, medicinal properties, and pharmacology, enhancing their foundational knowledge.

The valley was full of rare herbs, including many third-grade ones. Occasionally, they even found some common fourth-grade herbs. For low-level alchemists like them, this place was indeed a treasure trove.

…

Morning.

The sun rose.

The valley, wet with morning dew, had glistening drops hanging on the leaves, about to fall. The valley was shrouded in thick fog. The morning sunlight filtered through the fog, illuminating the dew drops and creating a dazzling array of colors, making the entire valley look radiant.

As the fog swirled with the gentle breeze, the colorful light lingered, making the place seem like a fairyland.

In front of the cave, Wei Yang sat cross-legged on a rock, his eyes slightly closed, his chest gently rising and falling, his breathing maintaining a specific rhythm. The fire elemental energy in the surrounding space was drawn in, swarming into his body, being refined through his meridians, and finally merging into the Dou Crystal in his dantian, which resembled a dark red sea urchin.

At the same time, faint golden rays, almost invisible to the naked eye, were also inhaled into his body with his breath. From a distance, it seemed as if he was covered in a thin layer of golden light, adding a touch of sacredness.

These faint golden rays were the sunlight, known in the Dou Qi continent as sun attribute energy. Some fighters possessed rare attributes like dark, light, yin, or ice, which were considered mutated attributes.

…

A moment later.

Wei Yang opened his eyes, exhaling a long breath. Dark red and faint golden light flashed in his eyes.

By now, the valley's fog had thinned considerably with the passing time. Wei Yang gazed towards the distant horizon at the rising sun, his eyes becoming somewhat dazed.

«In my past life, Daoists said that the rising sun marks the beginning of all things, the time when the life energy of the day is most abundant.» «It was said that ancient cultivators would eat the morning glow and drink the evening dew.»

«The Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon, Suwen Chapter: 'Uplifting heaven and earth, grasping yin and yang, breathing in essence, standing alone to guard the spirit, the muscles and bones united, thus one can live as long as the heavens and earth, without end, this is the way of life!'»

Suwen Chapter mentioned that in ancient times, there were those who understood the changes of heaven and earth, nurtured their essence, and could live forever.

This once seemed incredible to Wei Yang, but now, after coming to the Dou Qi continent and embarking on the path of cultivation, he believed it.

Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

He realized he was simply ignorant before.

Wei Yang gazed at the rising sun with longing in his eyes. «Daoists say that refining the Yin spirit makes one purely Yang! Pure Yang, Pure Yang…»

To him, comparing the ancient Daoist system to the cultivation system on the Dou Qi continent was no contest. The Dou Qi continent's system seemed too crude and shallow.

Here, they merely accumulated energy and increased their level without truly understanding the «Dao.» They didn't focus on comprehending heaven and earth or laws. They just cultivated Dou Qi, seeking higher levels and ranks.

Only at the Dou Zong level did they naturally grasp a bit of spatial mystery, allowing them to walk in the air. At the Dou Zun level, they could tear through space for travel. This wasn't self-comprehension but a skill that came naturally with the level, making the process seem crude.

Ignoring the techniques, their combat was about direct clashes, comparing whose level and skill power was higher. It was pure Dou Qi collisions, lacking subtlety and not involving true intentions or laws.

Lacking depth and intricacy…

After a while, Wei Yang snapped out of his thoughts, shaking his head with a wry smile.

Thinking about this now was too early.

He was just a small Dou Ling after all.

…

His gaze turned to the distance.

There, Xian'er, who had gone out early to gather herbs, was returning.

She loved the environment here and enjoyed interacting with the numerous herbs in the valley, often volunteering to go out and collect them.

She moved lightly, carrying a basket filled with freshly picked herbs still glistening with dew. A gentle breeze blew, making her simple white dress flutter, with a light green cloth tied around her head, humming a song like a lively little wife, with two butterflies dancing around her.

Seeing this, Wei Yang couldn't help but smile.

Noticing his smile, Xian'er also gave him a sweet smile, «Brother Yang, are you hungry? I'll make breakfast right away.»

«Not really, we are both Dou Ling now, we can go three to five days without eating,» Wei Yang chuckled.

«But we still need to eat,» Xian'er pouted her pretty nose, like a little housekeeper.

She said this as she squatted down by a stone stove, rolled up her sleeves, and started to busy herself with cooking.

Wei Yang sat on a rock, watching Xian'er hum softly while busying herself, his eyes filled with gentle laughter.

A sense of warmth filled the air.

He watched as she skillfully organized the cooking items and placed them into the pot one by one.

She was diligent and skillful, a woman who would undoubtedly make a good wife. Of course, the pure beauty before him, with her jade-like hands, was also lethal with her poisons.

Yes, for their enemies.

Her gentleness belonged solely to Wei Yang.

(End of the Chapter)