Chapter 163 - 113: Cultivation Aspiration - Continued

Chapter 163: Chapter 113: Cultivation Aspiration - Continued

Morning, Washing Sword Mountain, inside Li Yinsheng’s wooden cabin.

Mu Xiaoyu had commandeered his bed. She lay on her stomach, reading a storybook she had gotten from who knows where.

Li Yinsheng guessed she had picked it up during one of her shopping trips to Baoguang Temple. Although their Martial Uncle also had quite a few storybooks, Li Yinsheng had seen almost all of them. He didn’t recognize the one in his junior sister’s hands, making it unlikely to be their Martial Uncle’s. Besides, it was highly improbable that their Martial Uncle would share his storybooks with her.

When selecting their wooden cabins, Li Yinsheng had chosen two adjacent ones for him and his junior sister to live in separately. Since today was a rest day, when Mu Xiaoyu voluntarily knocked on his door early in the morning, he thought she had suddenly changed her tune. He assumed she didn’t want to waste her last day resting and wanted to work hard on her Cultivation. It turned out she was just here to ask for the Cultivation Fruit. After eating today’s portion of the Cultivation Fruit, she stayed in his room to read her storybook.

Li Yinsheng had no intention of chasing her away. After all, her reading wouldn’t disturb him. While she read on the bed, he sat cross-legged, familiarizing himself with his Soul and Divine Sense, which had greatly increased after his secluded cultivation.

After using Moon Dew to strengthen his Soul, he had long achieved Perfection in the Heart Seal Scripture, and he could still continue to use the Moon Dew for further enhancement. As of today, his Soul and Divine Sense had grown so powerful that even he couldn’t accurately gauge their limits.

He had previously sensed Shangguan Ling’Er’s Divine Sense, which far surpassed that of an ordinary Grand Daoist. He feared that even he and Daoist Yanyu combined would pale in comparison to her. Using that as a reference, Miss Shangguan, whose Divine Sense was once far superior to his, should now be inferior to him. However, he estimated that he was only slightly better than her.

Only by undergoing one or two more long periods of secluded cultivation and refining more Moon Dew could he perhaps widen the qualitative gap. Although he had steadily improved his Soul and Divine Sense step by step through the refinement of Moon Dew, he still needed a few days to get used to his enhanced Divine Sense since he hadn’t had much time to practice inside the Grotto Heaven.

While familiarizing himself with his Divine Sense, he accidentally glimpsed Daoist Lan Xuan lecturing the younger generation. He never expected to hear phrases like "You are the worst batch I have ever encountered" in this world. Judging from Daoist Lan Xuan’s expression, however, he was probably speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Sweeping his Divine Sense past Daoist Lan Xuan, Li Yinsheng retracted it and looked at Mu Xiaoyu. She had suddenly started tearing up the storybook she had just been reading.

"What’s wrong? Why did your reading suddenly make you so angry?" Li Yinsheng asked with a smile.

Mu Xiaoyu puffed out her cheeks, gathered the torn pieces, and set them ablaze with a handful of Three Yang Spirit Fire.

"Senior Brother, there’s something wrong with the person who wrote this storybook!" Mu Xiaoyu complained, her eyes wide. "He wrote about some great hero fighting a bloody battle against dozens of bandits. His arm was slashed open, but the villagers he saved still blamed him for arriving too late!

"And then that hero actually felt like it was his fault and compensated those villagers with all the silver taels on him!

"But the villagers still weren’t satisfied and demanded the hero give them his Treasure Sword as well! And he actually gave it to them!"

She pounded the bed as she spoke. Fortunately, she knew how to hold back her strength; otherwise, with her current Body Refining Cultivation, even the Iron Wood bed board would have been smashed to pieces.

Li Yinsheng chuckled. "If you were the hero, what would you do?"

"I would throw all those villagers who bullied the hero right into my family’s dungeon!" Mu Xiaoyu said, fuming.

"Your family has a dungeon?" Li Yinsheng was taken aback.

Mu Xiaoyu nodded, looking as if it were a matter of course.

Unfamiliar with the dynasties of this world, Li Yinsheng didn’t know what to say. He pondered that a normal dynasty probably shouldn’t have something like a "family dungeon."

"Senior Brother, I’m not reading storybooks anymore. Do you have anything interesting to do here?" Mu Xiaoyu asked. Although she still had a few storybooks in her Qiankun Bag, she was furious just now and had lost all interest in reading.

"Hmm... Cultivation?" Li Yinsheng suggested.

Mu Xiaoyu’s hairs immediately stood on end. She leaped out of bed and made a run for it. "Senior Brother, I have something to do, I’m leaving first!"

From behind, Li Yinsheng laughed. "Come back, Junior Sister. I was just joking. I said I’d let you rest today, so naturally, I won’t go back on my word."

Having already dashed out the door, Mu Xiaoyu stopped. She turned around and cautiously confirmed, "Senior Brother, are we really not cultivating today?"

"Of course," Li Yinsheng nodded. "But speaking of interesting things..." He smiled faintly. "Junior Sister, do you know how to play chess?"

"Chess?" Mu Xiaoyu’s eyes lit up instantly, her face brimming with confidence. "I learned it from my parents in the past! Senior Brother, I’m really good at it. Besides my parents, no one in my family can beat me!"

Over two hours later.

Mu Xiaoyu sat across from Li Yinsheng, her eyes entirely hollow and devoid of life as she stared at the chessboard where her pieces had been all but wiped out.

She wondered why it felt so wrong when it was clearly the game of Go she had learned, unable to understand why she had lost so miserably. The Little Commandery Princess, who had been the undisputed champion of the Prince’s Mansion in chess since childhood, fell into a dazed stupor.

"Your chess skills aren’t bad, Junior Sister," Li Yinsheng nodded, his face full of enthusiasm. "Another game?"

Mu Xiaoyu shook her head repeatedly. "Senior Brother, let’s stop playing chess and just chat instead!"

"Alright. What do you want to chat about?" Li Yinsheng asked.

Mu Xiaoyu pondered for a moment before asking curiously, "Senior Brother, what level is my Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword at now? How does it compare to my peers?"

Although she didn’t want to cultivate today, she had finally managed to manifest one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights yesterday. Thus, she couldn’t help but wonder where her Sword Technique stood among people her age.

"If the Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword is cultivated to one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights, it is considered a rather practical combative measure, even among Daoist Sword Cultivators," Li Yinsheng explained. "For the vast majority of ordinary Cultivators below the Daoist realm, one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights can easily be viewed as a lethal ultimate move.

"If we use the Lesser Yang Dao Examination as an example, although your Cultivation might not be in the very top tier yet, in terms of Sword Techniques alone, few peers could match you."

He didn’t speak in absolutes, as the Lesser Yang Dao Examination would also feature prodigies from the Dharma Veins. Who knew what kind of monsters those Dharma Veins could produce?

"Oh..." Mu Xiaoyu nodded, looking rather smug. "It seems I’m still quite amazing then!"

Li Yinsheng gently tapped her head. "You’re certainly not bad, but don’t get carried away."

"Mhm!" Mu Xiaoyu nodded, but then a new doubt surfaced in her mind. She asked casually, "By the way, Senior Brother, does the Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword only have one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights?"

"Originally, there were only one hundred and twenty-eight. However, after I learned it, I made some minor improvements. Now, the absolute limit of the Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword is five hundred and twelve Sword Lights," Li Yinsheng explained.

"Wow! It quadrupled! You’re so incredible, Senior Brother!" Mu Xiaoyu’s face was filled with admiration. She genuinely felt he was amazing; she was already dead tired just learning one hundred and twenty-eight Sword Lights, yet her Senior Brother had somehow managed to create up to five hundred and twelve.

Li Yinsheng didn’t respond to Mu Xiaoyu’s admiration right away. His attention was solely focused on the majestic tolling of a bell echoing in his ears and the Golden Characters materializing before his eyes.

[Cultivation Aspiration - Continued: The Sword Has No Limits!

After cultivating the "Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword" to Great Success, the Master of the Cave Heaven fortuitously encountered a senior expert who elevated the technique to the Transformation Realm, glimpsing a new Realm in the Sword Dao!

Since the Master of the Cave Heaven has glimpsed a higher Realm, he should break past his limits, cultivate more Sword Lights, and surpass the intended threshold of the Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword!

Once the number of Sword Lights of the "Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword" is raised to a certain amount, a reward can be claimed.

This Cultivation Aspiration will last for ten years and will close upon expiration.

Cultivation Rewards:

Cultivate 256 Sword Lights: Rewarded with 128 years of Cultivation;

Cultivate 512 Sword Lights: Rewarded with 256 years of Cultivation.]

Blinking at the Golden Characters floating before him, Li Yinsheng wondered if such a mechanism really existed. He was surprised that a Cultivation Aspiration could have continuations even after being completed. He had assumed that the original difficulty of the Cultivation Aspiration was demanding enough, but he never expected it to reach even newer heights!

He cast a peculiar glance at Mu Xiaoyu. Had his junior sister not taken the initiative to ask about the number of Sword Lights in the Yin Yang Light-Splitting Sword, this continuation of the Cultivation Aspiration likely wouldn’t have been triggered.

Suddenly stared at by her Senior Brother, Mu Xiaoyu, whose face had been full of adoration just a moment ago, inexplicably felt a sudden chill rise from the bottom of her heart.