After the “Eternal Love,” the man and woman could truly merge their hearts and spirits into one, even becoming a single entity. Their powers and souls had fused completely.
Yang Hao and Xin Mei had now reached this level.
In fact, their state might have even surpassed all previous elders of the Dan Clan. No one had ever had the fortune to unite with a true divine being. Such a rare opportunity was beyond anyone’s imagination.
When Xin Mei reached the climax, her upper body suddenly arched upward. She had been lying on Yang Hao, nestled deep in his arms. But now, it was as if an electric current surged from Yang Hao’s lower body, passing through their connected point, and coursing into the core of Xin Mei’s energy channels.
This current acted like a signal, plunging Xin Mei once again into an unconscious state. However, her body underwent a magnificent transformation. The strange glow on her chest grew brighter and brighter with their union, eventually bursting into a dazzling, diamond-like brilliance. All the divine powers within Xin Mei’s meridians—those she had possessed and those previously unexplored—surged forth.
These divine energies were clearly different from a cultivator’s inner qi, yet more refined and naturally potent. They wrapped around the current Yang Hao had sent into her, rushing through her meridians.
Though it seemed like electricity, it was actually Yang Hao’s primordial energy, a part of his very soul. Flowing through Xin Mei’s meridians, this energy was continuously infused with her divine power and the lingering effects of spiritual herbs she had consumed before.
Sitting together, their lower bodies entwined, Yang Hao and Xin Mei felt as though they were one being. This primordial energy became the essence of their shared life. Both were observing internally, watching the fusion of this energy and divine power.
It was an incredible phenomenon, more wondrous than the birth of life itself. Nourished by Xin Mei’s divine energy, the primordial energy expanded and grew, evolving from a thin, barely perceptible breath into a thick, swirling mist, then gradually solidifying into a white mass.
Finally, under the immense strain of Xin Mei’s divine power, golden streams of energy pierced into the white mass of primordial energy, each one being absorbed. Then, in a miraculous moment, the white mass began to change, sprouting delicate limbs, and at the top, forming the shape of a head.
This primordial energy mass had rapidly taken the form of an infant within Xin Mei—this was the nascent form of the Yuan Ying, the core secret of the Dan Clan’s dual cultivation technique for thousands of years.
Other cultivation sects also pursued the Yuan Ying, but generally, it required years of effort, refining the inner elixir bit by bit into the form of an infant. Breaking through to the Yuan Ying stage demanded an unimaginable amount of time and effort.
But the Dan Clan was different. They understood that cultivating a Yuan Ying solely by one’s own strength was too difficult, so they took a different path. The Dan Clan relied on a woman who had already surpassed the Yuan Ying stage. With her great power, she would assist a man in forming the initial shape of a Yuan Ying.
This was the “Heaven-Shaking Female Pill,” one of the nine major pills of the Dan Clan.
The benefit of this method was that it bypassed years of solitary cultivation, allowing the Yuan Ying form to be nurtured and transferred directly—making the process much easier. However, ease did not mean simplicity. Yang Hao had truly struck gold to meet a goddess willing to refine this pill for him. Although Xin Mei was only a lower-tier divine being, her powers were formidable—far surpassing those women who had barely broken through the Yuan Ying stage. Thus, the “Heaven-Shaking Female Pill” she refined wasn’t just a pill—it was already a fully formed Yuan Ying.
In this way, Yang Hao had not only broken through the Yuan Ying stage, but if he could smoothly integrate it, he had already reached the peak of Yuan Ying cultivation.
Golden light now enveloped Yang Hao and Xin Mei as they remained connected, passionately nurturing their shared Yuan Ying, completely unaware that beyond the room, two pairs of eyes were watching them.
This villa naturally housed more than just Yang Hao and Xin Mei. With such a momentous event taking place, how could there be no observers? If not for Yun Shang’s orders to seal the area, the entire divine realm might have come to buy tickets to witness it.
The idea of selling tickets, of course, came from Hun Yuan Zi. Though Yun Shang had ruined that profit-making scheme, Hun Yuan Zi didn’t seem too disheartened. Now, he and Yun Shang stood quietly by the door like two peeping toms, drooling as they watched the intense scene unfold inside.
These two old men, whose combined ages numbered in the tens of thousands of years, still hadn’t lost their playful spirits.
Only when Xin Mei’s Yuan Ying began to take form did Hun Yuan Zi finally sigh in satisfaction, leaning back against the corridor wall with his eyes closed.
Yun Shang also pulled his head back and silently watched Hun Yuan Zi. In truth, Yun Shang and Hun Yuan Zi had known each other for an extremely long time—long enough to have lived through several eras. Back then, after Hun Yuan Zi became a wandering soul, he drifted alone through the cosmos until he reached the edge of a suffocating black hole. He had nearly been sucked in and torn apart by the hole’s irresistible force. Hun Yuan Zi had even sacrificed half his power trying to escape the black hole’s pull, but it was in vain—he was about to become just another ghost swallowed by the void.
It was then that Yun Shang appeared and rescued him. Yun Shang was the divine being who had saved Hun Yuan Zi and allowed him to survive. At that time, Yun Shang had invited Hun Yuan Zi into the divine realm, promising to forge a new body for him. In return, Hun Yuan Zi had to cleanse himself of his vengeful rage and become a divine being of the Light Faction. If he had agreed, he would have already become a god in the divine realm.
But he refused. In Hun Yuan Zi’s heart, nothing was more important than revenge. If he entered the divine realm, he might break free from his previous limitations and become a true free immortal, but what then? Perhaps he would remain trapped in the divine realm forever, his hatred, passion, and fury fading into oblivion. He might watch his enemies grow old and die, but he would never be able to personally fulfill the long-standing vendetta of the Dan Clan.
So Hun Yuan Zi refused. He would rather remain an eternal wandering soul than forget the hatred he carried. He had personally witnessed his enemies kill his loved ones, one sword stroke at a time. And so, he would repay that debt stroke by stroke. That was the pillar that had kept him alive for a thousand years.
Now, aside from revenge, Hun Yuan Zi had a new concern—Yang Hao, the last disciple of the Dan Clan. Before he could seek vengeance, he had to guide his apprentice to a new level. For cultivators, the early stages like Foundation Building were merely introductory. Only after breaking through the Yuan Ying stage could one truly enter the gates of immortality. Therefore, Hun Yuan Zi was determined to see Yang Hao break through that threshold.
Because after this, Hun Yuan Zi might never see Yang Hao again.
“You never considered teaming up with him for revenge,” Yun Shang said knowingly. “From the beginning, you’ve always planned to face your enemy alone—even if you’re outmatched, you’d still fight to the death?”
“How much power separates a free immortal from a celestial immortal?” Hun Yuan Zi smiled faintly.
“About the same as the difference between a lower-tier and mid-tier divine being—tenfold.”
“Exactly,” Hun Yuan Zi nodded. “That man is about to become a celestial immortal, his power far beyond mine. Even if Yang Hao breaks through the Yuan Ying stage, he still can’t match me. Going with me would only mean certain death for him.”
“Going alone is suicide too,” Yun Shang reminded.
“I must go,” Hun Yuan Zi’s face hardened with obsession. “If he ascends to celestial immortality, he’ll be unstoppable. And if he fails and dies, it will be even worse—I’ll lose my chance for revenge forever. This is my only chance, the best moment.”
“You’re going to strike him down as he tries to ascend?” Yun Shang seemed to understand.
“Luckily, I’ve reached the free immortal stage. Otherwise, I wouldn’t even have this chance,” Hun Yuan Zi said bitterly, looking at his hands—his new, unfamiliar hands. “Though I can’t match ‘that person’ in a fair fight, I can still take him with me when he ascends. I can ensure we both perish.”
“Of course,” Yun Shang said calmly, though he was discussing Hun Yuan Zi’s impending death. “Your current power rivals that of a divine being. Outside the divine realm, even gods are restricted by divine laws, but you are not. If you weren’t set on revenge, we’d gladly have you help us break those restrictions.”
“You know I can’t,” Hun Yuan Zi shook his head.
“I’ve never seen anyone filled with vengeance like you,” Yun Shang sighed. “A thousand years ago, you were the same. A thousand years of hardship haven’t cleansed your rage—it’s even stronger now than before.”
“The Dan Clan was once my entire world, my life, my purpose. When you see everything you have destroyed before your eyes, that anger never fades. It’s like carving into water…”
“How can you carve water?”
“You wouldn’t understand,” Hun Yuan Zi smiled, his tone sharp. “You may be the greatest god in the world, but you don’t understand the hatred that burns in a mortal’s heart.”
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