I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

The lingering power from slaying the Primordial Saint Master had yet to dissipate, as the black and white Dao Domain above the Demon Venerable Palace slowly contracted, transforming into countless Yin-Yang particles merging into Chen Sheng’s body.

He raised his hand, grasping firmly, and the All-Heaven Mirror falling from the void settled steadily in his palm. The jade was warm yet subtly resistant, evidently still retaining a trace of the original owner’s remnant thought.

Chen Sheng sat cross-legged back on the Nine Dragon Stone Seat of the Demon Venerable Palace, a wisp of black and white aura flickering at his fingertips, slowly infiltrating along the patterns of the Jade Ruyi.

With a thought, his Primordial Spirit extended into the mirror like strands of silk—this was the first step of refining a magical treasure, requiring the power of Primordial Spirit to break the restriction and imprint one’s own Dao Rhyme.

Upon entering the mirror, Chen Sheng immediately felt a bright light before him.

The interior of the mirror was not the complex structure he had expected but rather a pure ocean of light, where countless subtle restrictions floated like stars, layer upon layer yet orderly.

The outermost layer of restrictions gleamed with a faint golden halo, the patterns simple and clear, easily refined by the Spiritual Sense of even a Qi Refining Cultivator.

"This refining threshold... is it truly so low?"

Chen Sheng’s Primordial Spirit transformed into a cyan shadow, traversing the ocean of light.

He attempted to touch the outermost restriction with Dao Principle, and the restriction melted away like snow meeting the sun, without the least bit of obstruction.

Bear in mind, seventh-tier Heaven-Reaching Ancient Treasures have always been the heavy weapons of Integration Cultivators exclusively, even its outermost restrictions ought to have Void Refining level defenses, yet this All-Heaven Mirror condescended openly even to Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

"No wonder the Primordial Saint Master could wield this treasure!"

Startled, Chen Sheng hastened his refining pace; his Primordial Spirit had reached Great Success, his Dao Domain operating seamlessly, with the outer nine-layer restrictions presenting no obstacle before him.

As the first restriction dissolved, a faint spatial fluctuation emanated from the mirror, bestowing Chen Sheng with sudden enlightenment—this was the technique of spatial coordinates.

Upon breaking the third restriction, a star map of two realms appeared in the ocean of light, with the outlines of the Mysterious Yellow Realm and another unfamiliar world clearly visible.

At the instant the ninth restriction completely crumbled, the mirror suddenly emitted a gentle golden glow, enveloping Chen Sheng’s Primordial Spirit, and a clear message directly entered his Divine Soul:

"This treasure can bridge the Nine Yang World, allowing the bearer to pierce through realm barriers and travel freely."

Chen Sheng abruptly opened his eyes; the All-Heaven Mirror in his palm had already begun to emit black and white brilliance that resonated with his Dao Rhyme.

He murmured to himself: "Fortunately, I acted decisively!"

During the confrontation with the Primordial Saint Master, he had the assurance of capturing the opponent alive.

With the Yin-Yang Dao Domain’s power of restraint, it was enough to trap the Primordial Saint Master’s Primordial Spirit, then employ the Soul Searching Skill to discern the cornerstone of the Primordial Saint Sect—sect secrets, cultivator numbers, hidden strongholds—information crucial for countering the Saint Sect’s retaliation in the future.

But the moment he caught sight of the All-Heaven Mirror atop the Primordial Saint Master’s head, his thoughts instantly shifted.

This treasure possessed the wondrous ability to lower realms, enigmatic beyond compare; if Chen Sheng delayed even a bit, there was no guarantee the opponent wouldn’t escape using the mirror’s power.

Once allowed to flee back to the Mysterious Yellow Realm, the opponent could entirely sever the connection between the realms with the mirror, facing immense difficulty then.

"That thunderous strike, indeed was not a mistake."

Chen Sheng gazed at the star map on the mirror, scenes of slaying the Primordial Saint Master flashing through his mind.

The full outbreak of the Yin-Yang Dao Domain, annihilating the opponent, simultaneously swiftly suppressing the mirror, cutting off all unexpected possibilities.

The information garnered from refining the treasure perfectly validated his past decision.

"I knew this treasure’s utility could not merely be leading Small Thousand Worlds into the realm, otherwise how did the Primordial Saint Master emerge and establish the Primordial Saint Sect back in the day?"

"It seems before Divinity Transformation, he had already utilized the All-Heaven Mirror’s power, traversing frequently between the Mysterious Yellow Realm and the Nine Yang World, leveraging resources from both realms for the Primordial Saint Master’s rapid ascent."

As the Primordial Spirit continued to delve deeper, more information surfaced.

The Nine Yang World is abundant with Nine Yang True Fire, where cultivators primarily train in Fire Attribute techniques, within lie nine volcanoes, the source of the world’s power of origin.

The All-Heaven Mirror not only bridges the two realms but also harnesses the Nine Yang World’s power of origin, amplifying Fire Attribute magic, furthermore allowing evasion into the Nine Yang World during crises.

When Chen Sheng’s Primordial Spirit touched deeper restrictions, the mirror suddenly exploded with dazzling golden light, the star map glowing brightly around, the coordinates of the Mysterious Yellow Realm and Nine Yang World indelibly branded into his Divine Soul.

He could perceive clearly, a subtle passage forming between the realms’ barriers under the mirror’s guidance, enabling entry at will.

Chen Sheng withdrew his Primordial Spirit; the All-Heaven Mirror in his palm was thoroughly in sync with his intentions, the surface’s star map growing clearer concerning the Nine Yang World’s outline.

"The foundation of the Primordial Saint Sect doesn’t solely reside in one node of the Mysterious Yellow Realm; this Nine Yang World might indeed be the true base of the Primordial Saint Master."

Calming his mind, Chen Sheng once again urged his Primordial Spirit deeper into the mirror.

Beyond the outer restrictions, the scenes within the ocean of light grew increasingly grand, with countless ancient runes circulating in the void, narrating this treasure’s extraordinary origin.

His Primordial Spirit cautiously touched the inner restrictions, this time, the restriction’s resistance significantly augmented, yet still failed to impede one whose Dao Domain had initially formed.

With the dissolution of the nineteenth restriction, the ocean of light suddenly roiled, an abundance of information emerged, spanning countless eras.

"So that’s how it is..."

Chen Sheng suddenly realized, through the information, he quickly understood the origin of this treasure.

It was during the primordial era, a Dharma Master of Integration with the title Kong Ming, at the end of his lifespan, fashioned his own body as the foundation, integrated the principles of the void as the bones, took the Power of Origin from the Nine Suns Small Thousand World as fuel, and through countless years of nurturing, it was formed.

Ultimately wandering through the Great Void, waiting for a destined fated one.

...

In the Primordial Grotto Heaven, within the Gathering Immortals Pavilion, the aroma of nectar wafted, and celestial music echoed around the beams.

Thirty-six white jade platforms were rearranged in a ring, with the central one originally belonging to the Primordial Saint Master, the Nine Dragon Throne, suspended empty.

Before the throne, a gilded wine heater gently emitted steam, burning thousand-year snow incense, its fragrance intertwined with the smell of wine, enveloping the entire pavilion.

More than ten Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation sat around, each holding a mutton-fat jade cup, the wine inside reflecting an amber glow, precisely the unique "Ten Thousand Year Drunk" of the Saint Sect, brewed painstakingly over a millennium with spirit vein water.

No one mentioned the war in the Celestial Abyss Realm, nor did anyone worry about the Primordial Saint Master’s safety.

In the eyes of the Celestial Venerables, the Saint Master condensing the Dao Domain of Light Yin, wielding the Heaven-Reaching Ancient Treasure, handling a native Demon Venerable of a Small Thousand World was like taking items out of a bag.

Brother Xuan Ji was playing with a warm jade ring, laughing:

"This Ten Thousand Year Drunk is indeed good wine; when the Saint Master subdues the Golden-Winged Roc, we can use the tail feathers of that Demon Venerable as wine tokens, to truly enjoy ourselves!"

"Brother Xuan Ji’s words are quite right."

Celestial Venerable Yin Sha put down the jade cup, his fingertip brushed the desktop, a black mist coalesced into a phantom of the roc:

"That Golden-Winged Roc is an ancient variant, its tail feathers are tougher than refined steel, most suitable for wine tokens. If its plumage can be used to refine a magical treasure, the quality must be extraordinary."

Amid the laughter, Celestial Venerable Red Sun raised the jade cup before him, the rim still clinging with a thin layer of water droplets—that was spirit dew condensed during the warming of the wine.

He swirled the wine in his cup, watching the ripples form in the liquid, chuckling:

"Speaking of which, the Saint Master is quite slow this time; I specially asked my child to warm the wine, and it’s almost cold now."

No sooner had he spoken than a steady laugh echoed.

Celestial Venerable Jiu Cang, dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a token carved with the words "Gifted by the Saint Master" hanging at his waist, as the most trusted confidant of the Primordial Saint Master, he always grasped the Saint Master’s thoughts most thoroughly.

Seeing him put down the wine kettle, he lightly tapped the tabletop with his fingertip, speaking:

"Brother Red Sun is unaware, the Saint Master holds talent in high regard, and as he is about to break through to the Void Refining Realm, he is in need of a mount that both highlights his identity and serves as transportation."

He paused, scanning the crowd before continuing:

"The Golden-Winged Roc’s true form is majestic, its wings can cover thousands of miles, and it carries the bloodline of an ancient auspicious beast."

"That Demon Venerable is furthermore a leader within the Celestial Abyss Realm, his cultivation has reached the late-stage of Divinity Transformation, a mount of such caliber, no other could be found across the Xuanhuang Realm."

"The Saint Master personally going this time, surely intends to polish it well, ensuring that the Demon Venerable submits willingly, only then would he not tarnish his identity."

Celestial Venerable Zi Yang laughed heartily, waved his robe sleeve, and the Water Mirror reappeared, presenting a phantom of a Golden-Winged Roc:

"Brother Jiu Cang makes sense!"

"I have consulted ancient texts, the Golden-Winged Roc is obstinate and unruly, most values character and integrity. The Saint Master must be employing the strategy of seven captures and seven releases, first dulling its sharpness, then bestowing grace to subdue, such a process naturally takes more time."

Brother Xuan Ji hurriedly agreed:

"It’s still Brother Jiu Cang who understands the Saint Master’s mind!"

"Too bad this time it’s only a temporary passage, otherwise I truly wish to go over and witness the scene of the Saint Master subduing this unruly Roc Demon."

This crossing passage was forcibly suppressed by the Primordial Saint Master using the Heaven-Reaching Ancient Treasure, forming a temporary passage that can only bear himself crossing.

Celestial Venerable Jiu Cang pointed towards the depths of the grotto heaven, where a faint golden beam shot into the sky, precisely the energy source of the passage:

"For a stable passage that can accommodate us Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation, it would still require spirit vein power as the foundation, supplemented by star map positioning, three years’ time to fully nurture completion."

"Merely three years, by then we can all descend together upon the Celestial Abyss Realm, wouldn’t that be more delightful?"

Celestial Venerable Red Sun raised his jade cup high, loudly declaring:

"Hahaha, Brother Jiu Cang speaks the truth!"

"Let us first toast the Saint Master, wishing him a swift subjugation of the Golden-Winged Roc, and a triumphant return with his mount!"

"To the Saint Master!"

More than ten Celestial Venerables raised their cups in unison, the collision of jade cups emitted crisp sounds, and where wine splashed, only faces full of self-satisfied smiles could be seen.