Coiling Dragon Stream
—the most
forbidden
place in
High Heaven
!
This was not merely a place of danger; it was
a death sentence
.
💨
The winds howled fiercely
, strong enough to
rip a man from his feet
and send him plummeting into the endless abyss below. The stream's depths were an eternal mystery—no one who had ever fallen
had lived to tell the tale
.
And yet, it was here that
exiled disciples
were sent.
A fate worse than death.
Why not simply
execute them
outright? Why cast them into this abyss with a few
meager rations
?
Yang Kai
couldn't understand it
.
Perhaps it was meant to be a cruel joke—giving a false hope of survival before the inevitable came to claim them.
But this place wasn't
just
a prison.
💔
It was also a graveyard for lovers.
Many stories whispered through
High Heaven 's halls
, tales of
star-crossed pairs
who had lost their partners to fate. Overcome with grief, they
leapt together
into the abyss, choosing
eternal unity in death
over a lifetime of loneliness.
The male disciples knew these tales well.
They would
recount them to their sweethearts
, weaving heart-wrenching tragedies that left the young women
weeping in their arms
. It was a tried-and-true technique, stirring
pity
and
affection
, melting even the coldest hearts.
"But those are just stories."
Yang Kai
shook his head
, pushing away the distractions. His
focus remained sharp
as he took a slow step forward, his gaze locked onto the abyss.
❓
Why was there Yang Qi here?
❓
His
chest tingled
, his
Origin of Yang pulsing faintly
.
This wasn't like the weak, scattered traces of Yang Qi he had sensed before—this was something else entirely.
🔥
A dense, concentrated source… and it was rising from within the abyss!
🔥
Even while standing at the edge, Yang Kai could already feel its
pure warmth
flowing through the air.
This was
different from sunlight
—it was more
potent, richer
, as if it had been distilled to its purest essence.
Yang Kai
hesitated
for only a moment.
Then, he sat down
right there
, cross-legged, and began to
cultivate
.
☀
True Yang Tactics thrived in Yang energy.
And here, at the
Coiling Dragon Stream
, Yang Kai had stumbled upon an
unimaginably rich source
.
His
breath steadied
, his
mind cleared
, and he
guided his World Qi
along the meridians of his body.
Slowly.
Carefully.
As the
Yang energy seeped into him
, the sluggish flow of his Qi
accelerated
.
🔸
The difference was staggering.
🔸
Even under the direct sun, it had taken him
three full days
to
gather a tiny sliver of World Qi
.
But now?
One night.
Just one night.
And he had already gained as much as he had in those three days.
"Unbelievable…"
Yang Kai
opened his eyes
at dawn, inspecting himself in quiet amazement.
His
World Qi had grown stronger
, no longer flickering like a weak flame in a storm.
It burned
brighter
now.
Steadier.
And along with it, his
control over Qi
had improved.
As the
first rays of morning light
broke across the sky, Yang Kai
stood up
.
Even after a full night of cultivation, he felt
no exhaustion
—only
vigorous energy
surging through his body.
But cultivation alone wasn't enough.
👊
Discipline was everything.
He immediately began his
daily tempered body training
, his
fists hammering the air
, sweat
dripping down his skin
as he
pushed himself to the limit
.
The
winds howled
around him, yet he remained
rooted
in place, unwavering.
🔥
He rushed back to the Coiling Dragon Stream.
🔥
🌊 Devouring the Yang Qi 🌊
💨
The gales howled
, strong enough to
push lesser men away
.
But Yang Kai
ignored them
.
🔥
The only thing that mattered was the Yang Qi.
🔥
He sat down again, closed his eyes, and began.
The moment he started circulating his
World Qi
, a
mysterious sensation
surged through him—
His
pores opened
wide, hungrily
absorbing the Yang Qi
around him like a starving beast.
🔥
It was intoxicating.
🔥
A warmth
rushed through his veins
, filling his limbs with
energy
.
The days blurred together.
🔸
One day.
🔸
Two days.
By the time he opened his eyes again, his
progress was undeniable
.
His
World Qi had nearly doubled
.
But more importantly—
At the
center of his dantian
, a
small fiery orb
had formed.
🔥
A ball of pure Yang energy!
🔥
This was
a distinct characteristic of the True Yang Tactics
—as it absorbed Yang Qi, it converted World Qi into
a flame-like essence
.
"This… this is incredible!"
Hours passed.
His meridians
strained
under the rapid influx of energy.
His
dantian pulsed
, swelling like
an overfilled vessel
.
It felt like…
🥵
Like he had eaten too much.
A heavy, bloated sensation—his body screaming at him to
stop
.
🔥
But Yang Kai refused.
🔥
"I'm not at my limit yet!"
He pushed forward,
ignoring the discomfort
.
Half an hour passed.
Then—
💥
His body suddenly felt light.
The pressure
vanished
, his Qi flowing
effortlessly
through his dantian.
Then—
💧
Drip.
A faint sound echoed in his mind.
Yang Kai's
eyes snapped open
, his heartbeat
thundering
in his chest.
Inside his
dantian
, something new had appeared.
A
single drop
of liquid.
🔥
Yang Liquid!
🔥
"I… I did it!"
This was the
first step to unlocking the true power of the True Yang Tactics
.
This single drop—though small—was the key to
unimaginable strength
.
Yang Kai clenched his fists, feeling a
new surge of energy
race through his veins.
.............................
In these past few days, he had constantly skipped his meals and gone without sleep. Although this had brought about great results in regards to his cultivation, it had placed a great strain on his body. In order to cultivate well, you must do all things in moderation in order to avoid long term dangers.
Standing up, he patted his bottom clean of dirt and walked lightly back to his wooden hut.