I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

Twenty years passed in the blink of an eye, and the mystical portal connecting the Celestial Abyss Realm to the Xuanzang Realm suddenly lit up with dazzling radiance, as a figure emerged from it.

Chen Sheng stood in the sacrificial square of the imperial court, gazing at the slowly closing portal behind him, and murmured:

"What a formidable primal Dao Tribulation!"

There were still twenty years until the overlap of the two realms. According to common logic, the primal Dao Tribulation should only arrive in the late stage of the descending realm, when the primal source reaches its threshold.

However, Chen Sheng used the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror to devour the primal source, and the Celestial Abyss Realm’s primal source resonated with the descending realm, absorbing in sync. Under this dual harvesting, the Xuanzang Realm’s source prematurely triggered the Wind Tribulation—Threefold Divine Wind.

This Threefold Divine Wind was not an ordinary gale; it was an ultimate deadly wind formed from world primal sources, divided into three colors: green, red, and black, each holding profound mysteries.

The green wind, known as "Bone-Corrosion Wind," specifically erodes the physical body; even a Void Refining Cultivator caught in it would dissolve like decaying wood.

The red wind, called "Soul-Burning Wind," contained primal True Fire that could directly incinerate the Yang Spirit, engulfing a Cultivator’s Divine Soul in flames.

The black wind, termed "Annihilation Wind," was the most tyrannical, capable of obliterating Dao Principles, causing Dao Domains to collapse and realms to shatter, making it the nemesis of Void Refining Cultivators.

The three winds rotated, progressing layer by layer, incredibly perilous!

"I am not the Four Seas Wanderer; my true form descends to this realm, benefiting from the harvest, thus bearing the heavy burden of the Dao Tribulation. I can only resist head-on; if I fail, my body and Dao will perish."

"With the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror, I naturally have a backup plan; it’s not worth it to forcibly strive for perfection for the remaining twenty years of the harvest."

Facing such a formidable Dao Tribulation, Chen Sheng decisively activated the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror to forcibly cease the primal source harvest, protecting his true form with the Dao Domain, and returned to the Celestial Abyss Realm using the portal.

...

Atop the peak of the imperial palace in the Celestial Abyss Realm, Chen Sheng stood leaning on the railing, his robes fluttering wildly in the fierce wind.

Below, the Cloud Sea churned, the imperial palace stretched endlessly for miles, and the Spiritual Qi flowed like tides along the Dao Patterns between the palaces, eventually converging around him.

Unlike the almost tangible suppression of Laws in the Xuanzang Realm, the Heaven and Earth Laws here did not restrain his Void Refining Divine Might but embraced him like kin.

A faint golden thread of Heaven’s Will lingered unobtrusively on his forehead, a gift from his home realm when he aided the Celestial Abyss Realm’s source in synchronizing the harvest with the Xuanzang Realm.

"After all, this is my home realm!"

Chen Sheng flicked his fingers lightly, releasing a wisp of Void Refining breath that touched the protective Grand Array above the imperial palace.

The array spontaneously radiated gentle Spirit Light, absorbing all his breath and even returning a pure strand of Realm Power.

He could clearly feel the subtle resonance of the entire Celestial Abyss Realm’s primal source with himself, as if he were intrinsically a part of this world.

This affinity, originating from being a "citizen of the home realm," was unparalleled by any foreign cultivator.

"As long as I do not disrupt the Celestial Abyss’s primal source, this realm can be considered my greatest protective amulet!"

Chen Sheng unfurled his Yang Spirit thoughts, leveraging the blessing of Heaven and Earth, instantly enveloping the entire Great Wilderness.

From the depths of the Spirit Veins in the Great Wilderness Demon Court to the core of ancient arrays in the far north, every operation of the Heaven and Earth nodes was clearly visible.

He could easily mobilize a thread of Heaven’s Will Power, which would become an invisible shackle suppressing an intruder’s cultivation if any external enemies invaded.

Even the most elite Refining Void Great Power descending in true form, suppressed to Divinity Transformation Perfection by the Small Thousand Laws, how could they compete with him who was free of shackles and empowered by Heaven’s Will?

"In this realm, I am invincible below Integration!"

Chen Sheng wasn’t arrogant, but had an absolute understanding of his strength and the advantages his home realm afforded him.

Although the Threefold Divine Wind Tribulation of the Xuanzang Realm was perilous, it had thoroughly revealed the operation of the Small Thousand World’s laws to him.

Now, upon returning to the Celestial Abyss Realm, this understanding combined with the blessings of his home realm was enough to secure his place as the foremost in this realm.

As for ascending to the Spirit Realm?

Without the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror, post-Void Refining, that was indeed his only option, as the resources of the Heaven Source Realm could no longer satisfy his cultivation needs.

But now, the shadow of the Myriad Heavens Treasure Mirror silently surfaced in his palm. If the Primordial Saint Sect could use the Treasure Mirror to trigger a realm descent and reap primal sources, why couldn’t he?

"In the Spirit Realm, each descent of a true form is a life-and-death trial, and using an avatar offers slim chances. In this regard, I hold a massive advantage."

...

A cyan-gold figure approached along the Spirit Light, standing tall with Divinity Transformation Early-stage pressure condensed and substantial—it was Peng Xiao, who had successfully transformed into Divinity.

He descended onto the peak of the imperial palace, bowing respectfully to Chen Sheng: "Your child, Peng Xiao, greets Father!"

Chen Sheng turned to look upon him, his gaze sweeping over the Dao Rhyme surrounding Peng Xiao, nodding in satisfaction.

Over these years, not only had Peng Xiao refined three Origin Pearls to break through to Divinity Transformation, but he had also tempered his Dao Heart in battles suppressing the remnants of the Xuanzang Realm, becoming capable of handling matters independently.

Chen Sheng’s tone was calm yet carried undeniable authority:

"I have returned triumphant; the primal source of the Xuanzang Realm is stable. For the next twenty years, you can take charge of this realm and soothe the populace."

Peng Xiao’s heart trembled, lifting his head to meet his father’s gaze, taking a deep breath and solemnly nodding:

"Your child understands! I will not fail Father’s entrusted task."

Chen Sheng waved his hand, and a Jade Scroll containing Spirit Realm coordinates flew into Peng Xiao’s hand:

"Go now, and once you reach this realm, strengthen our bloodline. If you achieve success in cultivation, you may transcend to the Spirit Realm, and we father and son shall reunite one day."

Peng Xiao grasped the Jade Scroll firmly, bowed once more, then turned and departed upon the Spirit Light.

At the peak of the Imperial Palace, Chen Sheng nodded slightly. For him, sending his descendants to preside over various realms had the greatest advantage of dispersing the bloodline and enhancing risk resistance.

...

He gave instructions to Peng Xiao regarding the guardianship of the Xuanhuang World.

Chen Sheng stood atop the Imperial Palace, with the Yin-Yang dao rhyme gently flowing around him,

In the next moment, Chen Sheng’s figure appeared in a scorching world.

Looking up, nine majestic volcanoes stood in all corners of the world, their bodies entirely red-gold, with light patterns flowing on their surfaces like magma.

The tops did not spew flames, but instead had nine miniature golden suns floating above, whose radiant light was warm and sacred, casting the world into a golden-red hue.

"Such a comfortable aura."

Chen Sheng felt all his pores relax, clearly sensing the power of heaven and earth at his fingertips, as if he was the natural ruler of this world.

This place was the birthplace of the Celestial Artifact — Nine Suns Realm, though merely a Small Thousand World, it did not reject Chen Sheng, a Void Refining Cultivator, in the slightest,

Chen Sheng’s palm revealed the Celestial Artifact. As soon as it appeared, the miniature suns atop the nine volcanoes lit up simultaneously, and a golden light surged from the depths of the volcanoes, connecting with the artifact.

He instantly understood: the artifact was born from the essence of the Nine Suns Realm; by mastering the artifact, he was already marked by the "Creation Sigil" of this world’s essence.

This mark granted him the highest authority; these nine volcanoes, formed by the essence of heaven and earth, were places ordinary cultivators could hardly approach, but he could tread as if on flat ground.

Chen Sheng walked towards the central volcano, as the red-gold light patterns on the mountain surface dispersed under his feet, forming a path leading to the mountain peak.

Along the way, he gently touched the rocks with his fingertips, sending a thread of Yang Divine Thought through, instantly reaching the core laws of this realm.

Void and fire interwove, with fire as its bones and void as its veins. The energy produced by the burning flames nourished the void, and the void’s expansion fed back the growth of the flames, forming a perfect cycle.

"Void and flame, indeed profound." He muttered to himself, but in the next moment, his brows slightly furrowed, "Yet this world’s essence is so weak, almost comparable to the Celestial Abyss Realm."

This weakness was not due to natural evolution.

Chen Sheng’s mind recalled the information left by Dharma Master Kong Ming in the Celestial Artifact.

Back then, the Great Power used the Nine Suns Realm’s essence as fuel to continuously refine the Celestial Artifact. The day the artifact took shape, the realm’s essence was drained by seventy to eighty percent.

The scope of the Nine Suns Realm was also small; it took only the time of an incense stick for Chen Sheng’s Yang Divine Thought to cover the entire realm.

From the red-gold volcano group in the east to the barren black stone desert in the west, from the desolate ancient seabed in the south to the continuous red rock canyons in the north.

The entire world’s area was only slightly larger than two Yue Countries in the Celestial Abyss Realm.

This narrow territory was due to the significant extraction of the realm’s essence in the initial stage of its evolution, leaving it undeveloped.

What surprised him more was that the entire realm was utterly silent.

The red-gold volcano group showed no signs of spiritual birds or exotic beasts, the black stone desert had no plant growth, and the ancient seabed and red rock canyons lacked even the most basic spiritual insects, with only the fire and void dao rhyme quietly flowing in the world.

"How could such a world, fit for cultivation, be devoid of life?"

Chen Sheng wondered, probing with his increasingly meticulous Yang Divine Thought, ultimately detecting faint life signals in a hidden grotto heaven deep in the red rock canyon to the northwest.

The grotto heaven was covered by an ancient restriction, based on void dao rhyme and guided by fire attribute spiritual qi. If not for his Great Success Yang Spirit and the highest authority in the Nine Suns Realm, he wouldn’t have perceived it at all.

Inside the grotto heaven, the scene differed greatly from the outside world. A clear spiritual spring trickled, and by the spring grew many ancient trees exuding spiritual qi.

Tens of thousands of the Human Race lived there, with the highest cultivation merely at the Golden Core stage, and not a single Nascent Soul Cultivator visible.

In a sweep of his Yang Spirit, Chen Sheng quickly grasped everything.

Thousands of years ago, the Nine Suns Realm was flourishing, with Nascent Soul Cultivators overseeing the volcano group, spirit veins spread across the land, and humans, Fire Spirit Tribe, and void tribes cohabitating in a lively scene.

But three thousand years ago, a blood-red demon shadow descended. The demon’s aura of blood evil qi was overwhelming, forcibly extracting essence blood from all living beings it passed.

The whole world turned into a mortal purgatory in an instant, with only this human lineage surviving by luck.

"A Blood Demon descends, blood sacrifices a world!"

"The Primordial Saint Master is indeed a Demon Dao powerhouse!"

Chen Sheng realized in his heart, the Blood Demon was none other than the founder of the Primordial Saint Sect — the Primordial Saint Master.

He had previously speculated that the Primordial Saint Master, who controlled the Nine Suns Realm’s passage, would turn this artifact birthplace into the sect’s stronghold, but now he realized he had underestimated the other’s ruthlessness.

Chen Sheng pondered in his heart:

"To the Primordial Saint Master, the resources of this world aided his growth in the early stages, but in the later stages, it was a refuge for survival."

"Who can sleep soundly beside their bed? By blood sacrificing this realm, he entirely seized control of the Nine Suns Realm, cutting off others’ paths."

"Perhaps, he even intends to one day harvest the Nine Suns Realm, blood-sacrificing a world to preemptively resolve human tribulation."

...

Time slowly passed. Chen Sheng relocated the remaining Humans from the Nine Suns Realm, allowing the world to gradually recover its vitality.

Once the order between the realms stabilized, he returned to the peak of the nine volcanoes of the Nine Suns Realm with the Celestial Artifact, commencing the layout for lowering the realm.

Chen Sheng sat cross-legged under the origin light pillar of the central volcano, with the Celestial Artifact floating three feet above his head, its mirrored surface facing the sky, as black and white qi intertwined with red-gold fire rhyme.

"Deduce the Star Map, link with the lowering realm, activate!"