Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Wuwei Sect, Thirteen Zodiacs.

Si Snake, Bai Yujing.

”Thirteen Zodiacs...”

Zhang Fan’s expression changed abruptly; he had not expected that among the prestigious Thirteen Zodiacs, someone would be hidden within the Observatory of Profound Mystery. Truly, great talent often lies hidden in the city, and the most astonishing part was that the person openly revealed their identity in front of him.

”A cultivator’s breath is like an ever-burning lamp. When the heart stirs, the flame is hard to maintain.”

At this moment, whether it was Yun Jianyue or Bai Yujing who spoke up.

”Zhang Fan, your breathing is unsteady.”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Fan’s peripheral vision locked onto the door behind him, and he turned to flee.

Bang...

However, just as the thought arose, the dilapidated wooden door slammed shut with a violent sound.

In the dim room, the only sound was the sizzling of the oil lamp in Yun Jianyue’s hand, casting a dim, yellow light.

”The reason thoughts become restless and emotions fluctuate is because one doesn’t recognize the impermanence of this world...”

”All dharmas are impermanent; anything can happen. Knowing this, how can one be restless?”

Yun Jianyue’s lips curled slightly, watching Zhang Fan with interest.

”Did your father never teach you!?”

Rumble...

Suddenly, Zhang Fan took a step forward, forming the [Celestial Soldier Seal] with both hands, concentrating his mind and calming his breath, tapping his teeth nine times, muttering under his breath, with a gleam in his eyes.

”Celestial Pig, Nine Elements Evil Child.”

”Wuding Commander, Gao Diao Bei Weng.”

”Seven Conquests Eight Spirits, Supreme Vast Evil.”

...

With the true names chanted aloud, the spell opened, startling the ghosts and gods from all directions. As the technique unfolded, a fierce gale rose around Zhang Fan, his form changing ominously as if two tusks swayed, a fierce presence defying Tai Sui, a grand profound technique suppressing demons and evils.

”Northern Emperor Technique, Celestial Pig Curse!?”

Yun Jianyue’s lips curled slightly, she remained still, the lamp in her hand swayed gently, a wisp of blue smoke winding like a chain around the gale-born tusk illusion, the strength growing greater until it shattered instantly.

”Did no one tell you, the path is a foot high, the demon a yard?”

Buzz...

The strong aftershocks vibrated the ground, cracking it with several fissures, splintered wood chips slicing across Zhang Fan’s cheeks, scarlet blood dripping to the ground.

”Innate Dao Mother, Emperor Zhou Tianchen.”

”Lord of the Stars, Dou Mansion Venerable King.”

”Middle Celestial Brahma Qi, Nine Emperors Supreme Emperor”

...

Before Zhang Fan could steady himself, he formed the [Finger Fighting Seal] with both hands, muttering under his breath.

”Celestial Mother Heart Curse!?”

In an instant, a point of starlight descended to the mortal world, gathering this body and replacing another, Zhang Fan’s clothes suddenly billowing, shining with flowing light, as if a great star shone upon him, possessing an extraordinary might. With a single step, he was already in front of Yun Jianyue, a powerful punch enveloped in dazzling starlight striking toward her head.

”In this place there is no sunlight, how can there be brilliant starlight?”

Yun Jianyue sighed softly, the fire in her hand suddenly extinguished, even the starlight around Zhang Fan dissipated as if swallowed by the night.

Bang...

Subsequently, a loud explosion sounded, a shadow flew across, accompanied by the splattering sound of blood.

The next moment, the dim candlelight rekindled, illuminating the dark room.

Zhang Fan staggered to his feet, a ghastly wound on his chest, flesh torn open as fresh blood continuously gushed out, cracks appeared on the walls as well.

”Zhang Fan, compared to ten years ago, your cultivation hasn’t improved, but your temper certainly has,” Yun Jianyue laughed lightly.

”Ten years ago... we’ve met? That night, you were also beneath Dragon Tiger Mountain?” Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow, coldly.

”Oh? Seems like you remember quite a bit.”

Yun Jianyue holding the lamp, her eyes lit up with apparent meaning, ”Looks like you’re about to escape tribulation.”

”If you escape your tribulation, you’ll likely be in great danger.”

The candlelight reflected in Yun Jianyue’s beautiful eyes with a gleam of cold radiance.

Zhang Fan’s face darkened slightly, immediately alert, not daring to let down his guard.

This wasn’t his first encounter with the Thirteen Zodiacs; these maniacs were each unique, their methods unfathomable. Even as his cultivation soared, facing them, he still felt a sense of powerlessness.

”Trapped, do you still think there’s a glimmer of hope?”

Yun Jianyue smiled, her slightly teasing gaze landing on the ghastly wound on Zhang Fan’s chest, watching the scarlet blood drip down continuously.

Buzz...

Suddenly, as the dripping blood touched the ground, a wisp of blue smoke rose, and the worn-out floor ignited with tiny flames, as if the blood contained a terrifying temperature.

”Hmm!?”

At this moment, the smile on Yun Jianyue’s face slightly faded, a hint of seriousness flooding her eyes.

Rumble...

At this moment, Zhang Fan’s eyes gradually turned a fiery red, as if flames were rising. Observed with Primordial Spirit Insight, his body was like a furnace, True Yang within his limbs and bones surged like a wild blaze. Although no firelight flared, the floor beneath his feet was already burning.

”In the abdomen forms the Core Three-foot Sword, inhaling and exhaling the essence within the fire.”

Yun Jianyue’s smile finally vanished completely, replaced by a hint of solemnity.

”Pure Yang True Intent, Fire Dragon Pill Sword!”

Rumble...

Zhang Fan took a step forward, the surrounding air seemed to become explosive, blasting the roof open as fierce flames shot up, nearly overturning half the room.

Such terrifying commotion finally prompted Yun Jianyue to step back two steps; the raging flames seemed to ignite the surrounding air, Zhang Fan’s figure rushing through the twisted smoke and dust, eyes bursting with a severe light, appearing terrifyingly inhuman.

”You are indeed an anomaly, rebuilding during tribulation, you’ve acquired Pure Yang True Intent, forging the Fire Dragon Pill Sword!?”

Yun Jianyue could tell that Zhang Fan had only grasped the meaning of this technique, not yet fully formed, but even just showing its edge, it was already extraordinary. If fully mastered, it would surely possess a third of the formidable might from years before.