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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 2: [Jiuli Insect Valley]
Chapter 75 (102): [The Extreme Yang Herb, I'll Harvest It for You]
(75th of Volume 2)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Master Coffin warned, "Don't act rashly! The Tenth Spring Divine Gate (Divine Palace) has always been just a legend. We can't even be sure it truly exists."
"Exactly," Master Guan agreed, "We're not even certain if the Tenth Spring is actually the Divine Gate (Divine Palace)."
The Spirit Tablet Master added, "Wei Yi, you're already incredibly strong! After opening the Ninth Spring, you have a staggering 108 Meridian Veins - a number unmatched throughout history. Even Zen Hai Guanwu is said to have only 107 meridian veins."
Master Coffin urged, "Refine all of your Silver Meridian Veins into Golden Meridian Veins, then break through to the Five Seas Realm. I guarantee that no one in the world at your level will be able to withstand a single strike from you. There's no need to risk everything on the Tenth Spring."
Li Weiyi seemed to take their words to heart.
He stopped researching the Divine Gate acupoint and instead parted the Blood Mist, revealing the radiant sea region where Tanggu Sea lay.
Absorbing the light from the Fusang Divine Tree, he continued refining his Golden Vein Meridians.
'The more Golden Meridian Veins I cultivate, the more times I can withstand the Spring-Breaking Needle,' he thought, 'I must give the Tenth Spring everything I've got.'
...
On the fourth day of the Yaoqi ship's journey from Jiu Li City, the ship sailed swiftly downstream, its sails fully unfurled, moving as fast as a galloping horse.
The wind howled past Li Weiyi's ears as he stood proudly on the corridor outside his cabin, wielding a gilded blade (saber) nearly 1.5 meters long.
He channeled Ancestral Field (Zutian) Qi into the blade, causing its golden radiance to surge, shining as brightly as the sun.
"Whoosh!"
With a single swing, a golden arc of energy shot from the saber, striking the water's surface seven or eight feet away.
The river erupted in a thunderous explosion.
Yin Ershi Wu, leaning against the cabin doorframe, twitched his lips.
'This power is insane!'
Despite being at the same Nine Springs Ancestral Field realm, he felt Li Weiyi could cleave him in two with a single strike.
'How many strikes could the Nine Springs Spiritual Realm Cultivators or the Nine Springs Martial-Mystic Cultivators withstand?'
On deck, the Yao Li Tribe's servants, guards, and maids glanced sideways, mistaking Li Weiyi for a Five Seas Realm cultivator.
Li Weiyi stroked the blade's surface, admiring it.
"A fine blade," he murmured, "If only I could develop a Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony-level blade technique!"
This low-grade spiritual blade was retrieved from the Coffin Sea Pavilion's treasury as a disguise.
"Congratulations, Brother Si Ma, on breaking through to the Five Seas Realm!"
Zhao Zhizhuo wore a bamboo hat with a black veil, concealing his true appearance.
"Who said you need to be in the Five Seas Realm to unleash such a strike?" Li Weiyi said, his spirits soaring.
In recent days, he had forged three more Golden Meridian Veins, bringing his total to fifty-eight, seemingly enhancing his combat prowess further.
Zhao Zhizhuo paused, recalling the rumors spreading across the realm: that Li Weiyi, despite being a Mortal, possessed combat strength comparable to a Hundred Veins Silver Pure Immortal Physique.
Could these rumors be true?
Because of these rumors, numerous factions were seeking him out, eager to recruit him for medicinal herb gathering in the special zones within Burial Immortal Town.
"How's your recovery going?" Li Weiyi asked.
"Just fine," Zhao Zhizhuo replied.
Li Weiyi led Zhao Zhizhuo into the cabin, sealing the doors and windows.
He handed him a black cloth bag.
"Now that your first lung lobe has healed, let's test whether we can restore your first Qi Sea."
"We're starting already? Where's that senior?" Zhao Zhizhuo asked, suppressing his excitement.
Li Weiyi said, "That senior is traveling with us! With his cultivation and methods, you wouldn't be able to see him even if he were standing right in front of you. But some secrets are beyond your current understanding. You'll need to wear this black cloth bag to block your senses."
Zhao Zhizhuo, trusting Li Weiyi completely, sat down and immediately placed the black cloth bag over his head.
The Five Seas Realm of Martial-Mystic Cultivation consists of cultivating five Qi Seas.
These five Qi Seas are located within the five lobes of the lungs.
The primary reason the Five Seas Realm is so difficult to break through - requiring many Martial-Mystic Cultivators to rely on the Five Seas Pill - is the challenge of expanding one's Innate World.
The "Ancestral Field" is also an Innate World.
Li Weiyi was able to create it so easily because he possessed the Buddha's Relic, a powerful Spatial Treasure.
By the same principle, to help Zhao Zhizhuo expand his withered first Qi Sea, they needed to harness external Spatial Power.
Li Weiyi pressed his finger against Zhao Zhizhuo's chest, over the lung lobe containing the first Qi Sea.
A Spiritual Light gradually illuminated his brow, activating the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish.
A gentle Spatial Power radiated from the Buddha's Relic, transforming into concentric spatial ripples that flowed along Li Weiyi's finger and into Zhao Zhizhuo's lung lobe.
"Whoosh!"
The Qi Sea, withered for over a decade, slowly began to expand.
Zhao Zhizhuo seemed to be enduring immense pain, his body trembling violently, yet he struggled to keep himself still.
The expansion process lasted a full quarter of an hour.
The Qi Sea in his lungs stabilized, neither expanding further nor collapsing back.
The process went far smoother than Li Weiyi had anticipated.
After concealing the Dao Ancestor's Tai Chi Fish, he patted Zhao Zhizhuo's head and opened the black cloth bag.
Removing the bag, Zhao Zhizhuo's nose and mouth were bleeding, but his expression was one of overwhelming excitement.
He frantically searched for any trace of the senior cultivator before finally dropping to one knee before Li Weiyi, weeping uncontrollably, unable to utter a single word.
Only now that his realm had truly been restored did he finally believe it was real, not another midnight dream.
Li Weiyi helped him up.
"It's just the restoration of your first Qi Sea. You've lived nearly a Sixty-Year Cycle - how can your composure be so poor?"
"I... I never believed I could ever return to the Five Seas Realm," Zhao Zhizhuo stammered, "Please forgive my foolishness!"
Li Weiyi reassured him, "Don't worry. That senior is traveling with us. We'll restore all five Qi Seas one by one."
Zhao Zhizhuo nodded repeatedly.
"No wonder you dared to travel with Yaoyin. With that senior by your side, what do you have to fear? Even if she were a ravenous beast, she couldn't harm you!"
Li Weiyi remarked, "That senior said your first Qi Sea is a full two square meters in size. Not bad!"
Zhao Zhizhuo wiped away his tears and chuckled: "Generally, Martial-Mystic Cultivators who break through to the Five Seas Realm with Seven Springs have a first Qi Sea that's about one square meter in size. Those who break through with Eight Springs have two square meters. There's nothing to be proud of."
Li Weiyi asked, "What about the first Qi Sea of a Nine Springs Supreme? How big is it?"
"At least three fang (square)!" Zhao Zhizhuo replied, "As for those with a Hundred Veins Silver Pure Immortal Physique, they're said to reach four or even five fang. Even within the First Stage of the Five Seas Realm, the difference in combat power is like heaven and earth."
Li Weiyi now had a clearer understanding.
"Does restoring the second lung lobe require more Blood Crystals?"
Zhao Zhizhuo nodded: "My second Qi Sea is about four fang in size. I estimate it will need three or four Blood Crystals."
Li Weiyi had amassed a considerable sum from the Changlin Gang, but his expenses were still overwhelming. Just maintaining seven Phoenix-Winged Moth Emperors was a constant headache, leaving him no room for extravagance.
Sensing Yaoyin's presence outside his door, Li Weiyi flung it open and blocked her path.
"Do you have any money?" he asked bluntly.
Yaoyin startled, instinctively nodding: "How much do you need?"
"How much do you have?" Li Weiyi countered.
"My mother left me several properties," Yaoyin replied, "I could mortgage some of them."
"What about Blood Crystals?" Li Weiyi pressed.
"Wait here," Yaoyin said, hurrying away.
When she returned, she carried a palm-sized wooden box, which she handed to Li Weiyi.
Inside lay a fist-sized Blood Crystal, its crimson depths swirling like liquid blood. Its quality far surpassed the one Li Weiyi had previously purchased.
Blood Crystals are among the most vital minerals in the world, believed to form from the sedimentation of blood deep underground. They are indispensable treasures for Martial-Mystic Cultivators refining their bodies, Medicine Masters concocting elixirs, Law Masters arranging formations, and Rune Masters inscribing talismans.
In high-level transactions, Blood Crystals even serves as currency.
The Blood Crystal in the wooden box was undoubtedly priceless. Feeling awkward about accepting such a valuable gift, Li Weiyi said, "Name your price."
Yaoyin smiled, "No need. It's a gift."
Li Weiyi watched her graceful figure disappear around the corner, then closed the door.
As he turned around, he saw Zhao Zhizhuo's eyes shining with utter admiration.
"Impressive!" Zhao Zhizhuo exclaimed.
Li Weiyi's face darkened, "Impressive? It's a debt that needs repaying. You must repay it in the future!"
"Alright, I, Old Zhao, owe you this favor."
Zhao Zhizhuo took the Blood Crystal from Li Weiyi's hand, examined it, and his expression turned grave.
"This is a priceless treasure, worth at least ten times the Blood Crystal we saw the other day. It could heal both lungs without question."
"Forgive my bluntness, but I think Miss Yin must have grand ambitions. Otherwise, why else would she so easily part with such a precious artifact?"
"Enough talk. Take the Blood Crystal and go heal yourself."
After seeing Zhao Zhizhuo off, Li Weiyi paced restlessly, his mind racing. After much deliberation, he pushed open the door and headed toward Yaoyin's cabin on the second deck.
As he stepped onto the second deck, he saw her standing against the wind, her beautiful silhouette outlined against the distant sunset.
"We should reach Yaoguan by morning," she said, her voice melodious, "Burial Immortal Town isn't far from there."
Li Weiyi walked over and stood beside her, his tall frame towering over her.
In the tranquil and beautiful atmosphere, Li Weiyi finally spoke as the sun completely set: "Why did you participate in the Hidden Sect Trial?"
Yaoyin chuckled inexplicably: "Seeing how difficult it was for you to speak, I thought you were going to ask for money again, which had me on edge the whole time."
Li Weiyi felt awkward: "I'll repay you. Consider it 800,000 Silver Coins."
"No need! No matter how much money I have, it'll all belong to someone else when I die. I could transfer all my assets to you... but forget it. Too many eyes are watching. Giving them to you would only bring trouble."
Yaoyin's mood darkened, her jade-like eyes becoming deep and sorrowful as painful memories she wished to forget resurfaced in her mind.
Li Weiyi asked, "Why did you kill your cousin?"
Yaoyin looked at Li Weiyi like a little girl who had been desperately hiding from slaughter, only to be suddenly discovered. Her face was filled with terror and fear, her lips trembling slightly.
"He must have deserved it!" Li Weiyi insisted.
The evening glow completely faded, leaving the river pitch-black.
Faint sobs could be heard in the distance.
The ship's lanterns were lit.
Li Weiyi turned to leave: "The Extreme Yang Herb, I'll gather it for you. Until then, you must stay alive."
Standing at the foot of the gangway, Yin Ershi Wu clearly saw the damp patch on Li Weiyi's chest.
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At dawn the next day, the sky blazed with crimson clouds, stretching like a brocade dragon dancing across the horizon.
The Yao Qi ship arrived at Yaoguan.
The Shui River was completely blocked here, its waters unable to flow. Giant warships lined both banks, their masts rising like a dense forest, battle flags fluttering for miles in the wind.
Over the past few months, Martial-Mystic Cultivators from all corners of the world had converged in Yaoguan City, swelling its population to bursting.
Most cultivators either resided on their ships or had set up camps in the surrounding mountains and wilderness.
Enforcement Guard patrols, mounted on massive flying beasts, frequently soared overhead.
Yaoguan was only three hundred li from Burial Immortal Town.
As the internal space of Burial Immortal Town continued to expand, the Immortal Haze it released had already permeated the region, reaching even this distant location.
The mountains lining the Shui River were shrouded in ethereal mist, the soil glowed with a faint purple light, and the vegetation shimmered with jade-like verdancy.
Occasionally, mountain herbs touched by the Immortal Haze would transform into Rare herbs, sparking frenzied scrambles and bloody conflicts.
Near the Yaoguan City docks, a fighting arena had been erected, flanked by two war banners.
The left banner read: "Sui Sect, Lord of Li Province."
The right banner declared: "The Jiu Li Clan, Has No Chief Commander."
A massive ape, engulfed in flames, sat cross-legged at the center of the arena. Its body and fur resembled scarlet glass, crystalline and translucent, radiating a dense demonic aura.
The war flags stood tall, fluttering in the wind, visible from hundreds of feet away.
Yin Ershi Wu's eyes flashed with cold light.
"This must be a Demon Race expert hired by the Sui Sect to suppress the Jiu Li Clan. It seems they've completely abandoned any pretense of civility!"
Li Weiyi remarked, "Those insults are brutal. Why don't you go try your luck?"
"Why not you?" Yin Ershi Wu retorted, "You'd have a better chance."
Li Weiyi shook his head: "With my current cultivation Realm, challenging a Spring Surge Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator would be beneath my dignity."
Yin Ershi Wu had no reply, though he desperately wanted to point out that even Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators lacked such "dignity."
After waiting for a long while without a single challenger appearing, Yin Ershi Wu said, "Something's not right! These flags are incredibly insulting. They're clearly meant to help the Sui Sect dominate the Jiu Li Clan in front of all the Martial-Mystic Cultivators gathered here. This way, after the Jiu Li Clan is destroyed, the Sui Sect can naturally claim mastery over Li Province."
"With rare herbs constantly emerging, it's impossible for the Jiu Li Clan not to have cultivated at least a few Nine Springs Supremes. Why would they stand by and let those two banners remain standing?"
Yin Ershi Wu went to gather intelligence.
Yaoyin stepped off the ship.
She had clearly taken great care with her appearance today. Her willow-leaf eyebrows were drawn like distant, misty mountains, and a delicate blush dusted her cheeks, making her fair skin glow like a newly bloomed peach, radiating gentle warmth and tenderness.
Her azure robes were meticulously tailored, the buttons neatly fastened, and a jade belt cinched her slender waist.
With each step, the jade pendants at her waist chimed melodiously.
Without a veil to conceal her face, she drew countless admiring glances, her beauty striking and ethereal, like a celestial being descended to the mortal realm.
She approached Li Weiyi and asked softly, "Have you made any progress on acquiring The Extreme Yang Herb essence you mentioned last night?"
"Yes, but it will require money - a great deal of money," Li Weiyi replied.
(Note: "First Commander" refers to the most powerful expert under sixty years old.)
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