radicalducati Chapter 3: Dao Realm
Chapter 3: Dao Realm
"What are you doing in the young master's courtyard!" Xiaobai said, arms crossed and brows slightly furrowed.
"He's my brother, why can't I come?" Li Yingxue retorted without backing down.
"Young Master needs to cultivate and review the account books. Your presence will only disturb him!" Xiao Bai said matter-of-factly.
"That's because you're useless. You've been here for so many years, and you've only looked at so few account books a month!" Li Yingxue said disdainfully.
"That's still better than you. At least I'm doing something. You, on the other hand, are too lazy to learn anything, and you only practice your cultivation sporadically. My soul power is almost catching up with yours now!" Xiaobai glanced at Li Yingxue with disdain.
"You...you...you're bullying me!" Li Yingxue was no match for this sharp-tongued old fox. Her face turned bright red, and she couldn't utter a single word.
"Brother—Waaaaah!"
She turned around and threw herself into Zhang Qingxuan's arms.
Seeing this, Xiaobai crossed her arms and curled her lip in disdain: "Here we go again. How many times have you used this trick? You've been crying for so long, but not a single tear has fallen?"
Zhang Qingxuan patted his younger sister's back, his tone gentle but with a hint of helplessness: "Alright, alright, stop fooling around."
He looked up at Xiaobai and said, "You too, why do you always argue with her?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaobai rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, yes, it was my fault. Why should I argue with such a petty person?"
After saying that, she turned and left, her snow-white skirt drawing a neat arc in the air.
"Who are you calling petty!"
Li Yingxue jumped up from Zhang Qingxuan's arms with a "whoosh," like an annoyed kitten, and chased after Xiaobai's back.
"You damned fox! Stop right there! Explain yourself!"
"Everyone knows who it is—"
The two walked one after the other, their noisy chatter fading into the distance as they passed through the moon gate and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Zhang Qingxuan watched them leave, shook his head and chuckled, muttering to himself, "What a pair of sworn enemies..."
The courtyard was finally quiet again.
Zhang Qingxuan sat quietly for a moment, calmed his mind, and closed his eyes.
Consciousness sank into the depths of the sea of consciousness.
"System, view panel."
【Ding--】
A clear notification sound rang in my mind, the system light rippled outwards, and a bright blue screen appeared with clear text:
[Host: Zhang Qingxuan]
[Martial Soul: Original Body, Yin-Yang Diagram, Green Leaf Sword]
[Dao Realm: Refining Qi into Spirit (Early Stage)]
[Mental Strength: Mid-stage Spirit Abyss Realm]
[Level: Level 80 Quasi-Soul Douluo]
[Techniques: Golden Light Mantra (Mastery), Five Thunder Orthodox Method (Mastery)]
Zhang Qingxuan's gaze lingered on the "Dao Realm" section for a long time.
Refining Qi into Spirit, initial stage.
He sighed silently to himself.
He was not surprised by this result. Since breaking through to this realm three years ago, his cultivation in the Dao realm had been like being stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to make any further progress.
The process of refining Qi into spirit is a crucial watershed on the path of cultivation—one must comprehend the power of heaven and earth and touch the origin of the laws in order to condense the embryonic form of "spirit" and lay the foundation for refining spirit into emptiness in the future.
The problem is that the world's awareness of its natural order is too weak.
The consciousness of heaven and earth here is hazy and undeveloped, the laws are hidden and not revealed, and the power of heaven and earth is thin and chaotic, making it difficult to capture and even more difficult to comprehend.
It's like someone thirsting for a clear spring, only to be confronted with a murky swamp.
His gaze shifted and landed on the two unique martial spirits.
Yin-Yang diagram, Green Leaf Sword.
The former floated quietly in the sea of consciousness, appearing as a chaotic color, with the yin and yang energies slowly flowing, seemingly containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, yet also resembling a void.
The latter is a phantom image of a three-foot-long green sword, its blade as clear as glass, with faint leaf-vein-like patterns, exuding a tranquil and ancient aura.
The Three Lives Martial Soul is unique across the entire continent.
However, two of them never responded to him after the day they woke up.
He tried countless times.
Soul power, like a trickle, cautiously approached them, only to be blocked by an invisible barrier.
No, it's not isolation—it's "disdain".
He could clearly sense the almost instinctive rejection emanating from those two martial souls, as if soul power were something filthy.
Later, based on his memories from his previous life, he transformed his soul power into the more fundamental "Qi".
This time, the barrier disappeared, but the two martial spirits remained silent, like a deep pool or an ancient well, without any ripples.
Possessing a priceless treasure, yet unable to access it.
This feeling is indeed somewhat stifling.
"Never mind..."
Zhang Qingxuan slowly opened his eyes, a hint of relief flashing across them. He reached out and gently brushed away the petals from the pages of the book.
"There's no point in overthinking. Let nature take its course. Perhaps... we can find a turning point in the Starry Sky Forest."
Composing himself, he picked up the account book that Xiaobai had just put down and opened it.
The annotations in vermilion ink made the accounts clear.
Xiaobai's handwriting is neat and elegant with a touch of freedom, which matches her personality.
Zhang Qingxuan read through the lines, occasionally picking up his pen to make annotations.
Time to get to work.
Meanwhile, a thousand miles away, at the Haotian Sect.
The majestic mountain range resembles a giant dragon coiled up, with palaces stretching across the main peak, creating a magnificent and imposing sight.
This is the location of the number one sect in the world—the Haotian Sect.
Deep inside the main hall, candlelight flickered.
Tang Chen stood with his hands behind his back by the window, gazing at the surging sea of clouds in the distance, lost in thought.
He was tall and broad-shouldered. Although he was over a hundred years old, he showed no signs of aging. Instead, he had a majestic and imposing presence like a mountain.
"Father."
A voice came from outside the hall. Tang Li strode in, his face beaming with barely suppressed joy: "I've broken through."
Tang Chen turned around, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping over his son. After a moment, he nodded slightly: "A quasi-Soul Saint?"
Tang Li straightened his back and said proudly, "Yes, I broke through to level 70 late last night."
"A Soul Saint at twenty-five years old..." Tang Chen walked to the main seat, sat down, and picked up a teacup.
"That's acceptable. In a few days, let the Grand Elder take you to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for your seventh spirit ring. He is a Title Douluo, so he should be able to protect you without any problems. Finding a suitable spirit ring shouldn't be difficult."
"Yes, thank you, Father!" Tang Li bowed and then withdrew.
The footsteps faded into the distance.
The hall returned to silence.
Tang Chen put down his teacup, the forced approval fading from his face, replaced by an unfathomable solemnity.
A twenty-five-year-old Soul Saint would be considered a genius in the outside world.
Tang Chen knew that this achievement was the result of the Clear Sky Sect's best resources—the best soul power cultivation method, the most suitable soul bone, the most comprehensive practical guidance, and the highest quality soul ring pairings...
Even so, that's all.
What if we compare it to that person?
That young man, whose mere gesture could stir up wind and clouds and unleash thunder!
Tang Chen slowly closed his eyes, his knuckles unconsciously tapping on the armrest.
A deeper worry, like vines, coiled around my heart.
The Haotian Sect today appears to be a formidable force, but in reality, it is outwardly strong but inwardly weak, with a severe gap in its top-tier combat power.
Aside from him, a level 99 Limit Douluo, there was only one other Title Douluo, Elder Tang Zhen, who was merely a level 92 Ordinary Douluo.
The other elders are all Soul Douluo level cultivators, and it will be difficult for them to break through to Title Douluo level in just a few years.
Among the younger generation, Tang Li is already a leader, but it will take him at least another ten years to grow into someone who can stand on his own.