Swipe.
The only remaining Crooked-Neck Tree in the small courtyard shivered under the intense gaze, shedding two more leaves from its already sparse branches.
This dog's killing intent is intense.
Ye Feng instinctively told himself that it was best not to step into this courtyard for now. After all, he had plenty of time on Cloud-Falling Peak in the future. The person inside seemed rather unreliable, suggesting that this long path of facing the wall wouldn't be too restrictive. As long as he didn't wander off to other peaks, it seemed that the person and the dog inside wouldn't pay him any mind.
So, he decided to explore around.
First, he familiarized himself with the terrain. As he had seen before, the entire platform of Cloud-Falling Peak wasn't large; circling it wouldn't take more than half an hour. Ye Feng's priority was to check the path down the mountain. With his current skills, it would take about an hour to reach the base. From there, he could follow the valley road to other peaks of Tianyun or venture deep into the vast Tianyun Mountains. The old tree where he had miraculously found the Spirit Cloud Fruit last time was about one or two hours away.
After returning, Ye Feng walked through the building area in the opposite direction and headed towards the wide mountain wall at the end of the peak.
From afar, Ye Feng hadn't noticed, but as he approached, he realized that the mountain wall was far more magnificent than he had imagined, at least ten meters high, stretching along half the platform's perimeter. The blue-brown wall was covered with weathered marks from millennia, with numerous pits of varying sizes embedded in it, resembling raindrops on a calm water surface, creating a peculiar sight.
What was even more astonishing was that the top of the mountain wall appeared incredibly smooth, as if sliced by a knife. But aside from this, Ye Feng couldn't discern anything significant after observing the wall for a long time. Shaking his head, he found a piece of bluestone nearby and sat down cross-legged.
"Let's study the complete Angry Thunder Palm!"
Ye Feng finally opened Han Yun's thoughtful gift.
Angry Thunder Palm, classified as a low-grade profound skill, was the most basic combat method of the Tianyun Sect. Yet, even so, it was a precious gift for Ye Feng.
After entering the Profound Path, martial artists draw in Profound Qi, open Profound Veins, and strive to reach the Six-Vein Spirit Communication Realm as soon as possible. The cultivation content is mainly divided into three parts.
First, channel Qi to the Dantian and open Profound Veins.
Second, refine the body with Qi to strengthen the physique.
Finally, practice combat methods and perform profound skills.
These three practices start with Qi induction. Only with a more efficient Qi Induction Formula can one absorb Profound Qi faster, providing a foundation for the other two. Once Profound Qi gathers in the Dantian, part of it can be used to strengthen the body, enhancing physical strength to its peak, while another part is used to open Profound Veins. Each additional vein significantly boosts physical strength, ultimately achieving the opening of six veins, creating a Spirit Sea, and reaching a higher realm.
Combat methods are techniques for using Profound Qi. Some include body techniques that complement the combat methods. In general, for a martial artist to reach the pinnacle of the Martial Dao, Qi Induction Formula, Body Refining Technique, and Martial Dao Combat Methods are indispensable, each essential.
Ye Feng's current Angry Thunder Palm is a comprehensive profound skill that combines Body Refining Technique and Martial Dao Combat Methods. Previously, in just the time it takes a stick of incense to burn, Ye Feng only managed to grasp the basic Profound Qi application methods in the first twelve forms, using them to generate lightning, increase speed, and enhance palm strength. After thoroughly studying the complete Angry Thunder Palm, he realized:
"To fully unleash the power of Angry Thunder Palm requires support from the Profound Path realm. After opening the second Profound Vein, the strengthened body and Profound Qi can sustain the body technique Thunder Shadow Steps. To perform its strongest move, Angry Thunder Roaring at Heaven, at least the Three-Vein Realm is needed. Everything requires a substantial amount of Profound Qi!"
Ye Feng looked at the golden Profound Qi within him, a source of both love and hate. With it, he seemed to possess terrifying power beyond his realm, yet it was also the reason he was exiled to this godforsaken Cloud-Falling Peak.
Recalling the moment on the arena when his killing intent surged, Ye Feng felt a chill of fear. At that moment, he seemed to lose all reason, filled only with an overwhelming arrogance, as if he were invincible, with anyone in his way destined to die.
But what was happening?
And what about that mysterious dream before? What connection did it all have?
Ye Feng had no clues. With no answers in sight, he decided to set aside his doubts for now and began his usual practice using the basic Qi Induction Technique he learned as an outer disciple.
This basic Qi Induction Technique of the Tianyun Sect's outer sect was highly inefficient. If not for this, Ye Feng wouldn't have gone to great lengths to find Spirit Cloud Grass to quickly accumulate Profound Qi. After sitting for most of the day, until night fell and the moon rose, the Profound Qi in Ye Feng's Dantian had barely increased. Opening a second Profound Vein seemed like a distant dream.
"At this rate, it might take a year to break through to the Two-Vein Realm..."
Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, a hint of desolation in his gaze.
"Without a profound-level Qi Induction Formula, this year would be wasted. But where can I find a superior Qi Induction Method now?"
At this moment, the moonlight on Cloud-Falling Peak was cold and clear. The silver-white moonlight cast a lonely shadow on Ye Feng's back. His mind was preoccupied with thoughts of a Qi Induction Formula, completely unaware that within his Dantian, a golden disc had silently appeared.
The disc was hazy and illusory, seemingly hidden within Ye Feng all along, only now slowly revealing itself.
"Ye Feng."
A faint voice echoed in Ye Feng's mind.
"Hmm?"
Ye Feng instinctively responded, not fully comprehending.
"Based on your current situation, a second time travel will commence. Please prepare yourself..."
"What?"
Ye Feng was stunned.
"Who? Who's talking to me! Time travel, what are you talking about!!"
Ye Feng sprang up, his scalp tingling with shock.
He recognized the voice, the same calm and cold tone that had guided him in his dream to plant herbs days ago. This meant he was about to experience that mysterious dream again?
No, it wasn't a dream!
This was real.
As soon as he heard the voice, Ye Feng felt a strange fluctuation from his Dantian. He quickly looked inward and discovered a golden disc emerging from the golden Profound Qi, radiating a dense profound light like a golden sun, illuminating his entire Dantian. This chapter was taken from NovelPing without permission.
What is this!
Ye Feng had no idea such a treasure was hidden in his Dantian. It appeared the size of a plate, entirely golden, but its translucent material wasn't metal; it was a kind of luminous jade. The surface of the disc was engraved with countless intricate patterns, encompassing everything from heavens and clouds, sun and moon, stars, dragons and phoenixes, to mythical creatures and spirits, all within.
The feeling was strange.
The disc's surface was small, yet it contained such a vast array of elements. The patterns seemed to be on the disc, yet also suspended in space, both real and illusory, indescribably mysterious.
What on earth is this!
Even with Ye Feng's extraordinary composure, he was bewildered. Meanwhile, the golden light on the disc grew stronger, and the cold, emotionless voice spoke again:
"This time travel will take you back a hundred years, for a duration of one day. Departure is imminent."
"Departure... Hey, at least tell me what's going on... Ah~~~"
Clearly, the owner of the voice had no intention of conversing with Ye Feng. As soon as the command was given, Ye Feng vanished from where he stood, seemingly absorbed by the golden disc. He felt a darkness envelop him, as if he were in a void. Before him appeared an enormous golden disc, vast and boundless, covering the heavens and earth, and he was rapidly approaching its center.
In that instant, Ye Feng saw the entire structure of the golden disc more clearly.
Its surface was divided into nine concentric rings, with the brilliant golden light emanating from the innermost core ring. Through the golden light, Ye Feng vaguely saw that this central ring seemed like a mystical portal, with an endless starry sky world on the other side, and he was rapidly approaching that world.
Outside the central ring were eight more concentric rings, with the second ring closest to the center divided into three equal parts by three scales. One section was filled with the golden light flowing from the inner ring, while the other two sections, along with the rest of the disc, were dim gold, with no golden light flowing within.
Ye Feng's peripheral vision caught sight of the outer rings, noticing more scales on them. Each ring was evenly divided into more arc segments, with the second ring having three sections, the third ring six, and the fourth ring nine... and so on, increasing incrementally. However, due to Ye Feng's rapid flight, he could only glimpse the general structure of the disc in a fleeting moment before being completely absorbed into the endless starry sky beyond the central ring.
...
Ah!
Ye Feng finally let out a cry of surprise.
It was unavoidable; everything that had just happened was too bizarre, and anyone would have struggled to hold back a shout.
As he instinctively waved his arms in surprise, expecting some tumultuous experience, he suddenly felt the world go dark and then bright again, finding himself in another world, his feet firmly on the ground.
"Where is this??"
He widened his eyes, staring blankly at his surroundings.
In a short time, too much information had flooded his mind, leaving him unable to think, only able to stiffly turn his neck to take in the scenery around him.
The pitch-black night sky, the familiar mountain peak, the bright moon—he was still on the platform of Cloud-Falling Peak, even in the same spot. Yet, everything else had changed.