Chapter 75: The Power of the Laws of Yin and Yang
At this moment.
Deep within a cave in a mountain range.
“Puh—”
An elder in a black robe, seated cross-legged on a stone platform, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Ah!!”
“You brat, just you wait! If I don’t kill you, I swear I am not a man!”
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Meanwhile.
Within the Sea of Consciousness…
“No wonder I couldn’t tell it was a clone—so it was because of this drop of essence blood,” Su Yifan mused as he gazed at the blood suspended before him.
Under normal circumstances, he could discern at a glance whether the opponent’s soul form was a clone. But because of this drop of essence blood, he misjudged. The blood carried the aura and vitality of the old man's true body, leading him to a false conclusion.
“If just a drop of essence blood can wield such power, I fear facing his true self might be beyond me,” Su Yifan murmured. Even while gravely injured, the old man managed to elevate a fragment of his soul to the Nascent Soul stage using only this single drop. It stood to reason his true strength must surpass Nascent Soul.
Besides himself and his beautiful master, this was the third cultivator Su Yifan had encountered—and since leaving the mountain, the first who could truly threaten him.
He cast aside further thoughts and recalled the fragment of memory he had seized from the old Yin-Yang master’s mind. The soul search had been interrupted, yielding only a few blurred figures. One of those figures seemed hauntingly familiar…
“No matter, I’ll think about it later,” Su Yifan said, approaching the drop of essence blood.
“There’s a terrifying force within this blood,” he thought, reaching out to touch it.
Unexpectedly—
“Buzz!”
The essence blood erupted with a vast power, forcing him back.
“This power…” Su Yifan stared in surprise at the drop, sensing a force unlike any he had known—one that could threaten him. It was mysterious and profound.
“Interesting,” he murmured, stepping forward again. “If I can refine it, perhaps I could possess that power.”
If his suspicion proved true, it would be a new trump card.
“With my current strength, I should be able to suppress it.”
Without hesitation, Su Yifan drew a deep breath, pressed his palms together, and began the process of refining the essence blood.
—
As if sensing danger, the blood thrashed violently, struggling to break free.
“Trying to escape?” Su Yifan sneered. “Settle down!”
He increased his efforts, and soon the blood quieted under his control.
After more than ten minutes, the turbulent energy within the blood was subdued.
Su Yifan exhaled slowly, then settled into a meditative pose and began the true refinement.
Outside, his body’s color shifted from normal to red, then deep crimson.
“Hot…so hot…”
“My body…feels like…it’s about to explode…”
He trembled, his face flushed, sweat beads trailing down his forehead.
Just as his endurance reached its limit, the fever subsided and his skin returned to normal.
In that instant—
The room’s temperature plummeted to freezing.
Suddenly, two extreme auras—one yin, one yang—manifested behind him.
They intertwined, forming a pattern akin to the Taiji Bagua. The opposing forces merged, and within a few breaths, fused completely.
Immediately after, a surge of pure yin-yang power shot skyward, shaking the entire Su Residence.
Above the residence, thunder roared as if the heavens might collapse.
“What’s happening?” Four Su family guards rushed to the rooftop. Seeing the surge emanated from their young master’s chambers, they finally relaxed.
“The young master is monstrous—are we sure he’s not cultivating immortality?” one guard exclaimed.
All four were visibly excited.
“Go inform the master and madam so they won’t worry,” one said.
“Understood,” replied another, hurrying below.
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Inside the room—
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The yin-yang force radiating from Su Yifan faded, and the celestial phenomena vanished.
“At last, it’s refined. This drop of essence blood is truly extraordinary,” Su Yifan murmured, stretching out his palm. In the next instant, yin-yang energy appeared in his hand.
“This is the power of the Dao of Yin and Yang? No, not quite—more likely just the Law of Yin-Yang.”
“Even a hint is enough.”
He checked his inner Nascent Soul and was startled to find it more condensed.
“What? I actually broke through!”
Su Yifan was astonished. What was going on? The surprise was overwhelming. Who would have thought that, by refining the essence blood, he would inadvertently advance to the late Nascent Soul stage?
An unexpected boon.
Just then, he sensed several figures at his door.
“What is it?” he asked.
Hearing the young master’s voice, one guard replied, “Young master, are you alright? The commotion from your room startled us all.”
Su Yifan understood immediately.
“My parents—are they alright?”
“Rest assured, young master. We’ve already explained the situation to them,” the guard replied.
“Good. You may all go—the matter is settled.”
“Yes, young master.”
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Once the guards departed, Su Yifan wasted no time. He began refining all the spirit stones he had acquired.
The next day.
After a night of refinement, Su Yifan had absorbed all the spirit stones, but did not break through again.
He had anticipated this. Now that he was at late Nascent Soul, such a small amount of spirit stones was far from sufficient for further advancement. To break through quickly, he would need a special opportunity like last night.
Checking the time, Su Yifan went to the rooftop and began cultivating the ‘Primordial Purple Qi Technique.’
After two hours, cultivation complete, he asked the guards to fetch some talisman papers.
He spent time drawing dozens of talismans on them, and after some effort, finally finished.
Then, following his instructions, the guards placed the talismans in various corners of the residence.
Once everything was done, Su Yifan gave a few orders and set out.
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