My Arts Evolve When Perfected

An invisible hand seized Jiang Qiu, pulling his body and soul along with it. A powerful Law Power seemed intent on reshaping his body, reverting him to the state of an infant and returning his consciousness to a pristine, primal state.

It was an irresistible Law Power.

However, how could a Dragon Form forged from a True Dragon Skeleton be stripped of its dominant bloodline and reverted to an infant?

As the powerful Law Power compressed Jiang Qiu’s body, his bones grew stronger, his scales became like iron armor, and his Dragon Eyes shone like celestial lanterns. The Dragon Race bloodline was being further activated!

SWOOSH—

A sudden, chilly wind dispersed the darkness. When he opened his eyes, the world came into focus. Dozens of wailing infants crawled at his feet, while over a hundred black-robed Cultivators stood guard around them. Their hands were clasped together, as if in prayer, or perhaps they were simply stunned.

"Something’s wrong. What’s with that newborn? Why is he so old?"

"The Yin Yang Summoned Life has malfunctioned!"

"That’s impossible!"

A strange language, translated by the Laws, flowed into Jiang Qiu’s mind. He looked down and, just as he expected, saw his naked self standing on an Array, towering over the others like a crane among chickens.

’But my skin is fairer, and my waist isn’t as broad as it used to be. Although my muscles are still defined, my whole frame has shrunk a bit. Am I... maybe fourteen?’

Stunned for a moment, Jiang Qiu looked inward, sensing that his Flame, Soul Ice, and Yang Water Spirit Rhythm Jade Sinews were still there. None of his Talents were missing, and his Realm hadn’t weakened. In fact, his Dragon Race bloodline was even more potent and condensed!

’This Great Realm is so incredible.’

He muttered under his breath, then suddenly heard an ancient, gentle voice descend from above. "Where are you from?"

Lifting his head, he saw an old man in a Witch Robe at the Dao Entry Realm presiding over the scene. He was seated at the highest point, overlooking the Grand Array and clearly controlling it. A strange Nether Dark Spirit Charm flowed around his body.

With his Dragon Eye and his own Dao Entry Realm Cultivation, he could easily perceive the other’s Cultivation level, but he couldn’t see the specific stage.

He only knew the man was in the Dao Entry Realm because of the aura of Law that had entered the Great Dao, but he couldn’t tell how strong he was—whether he was Initial Tier, Middle Tier, High Tier, or even Top Tier.

’Besides, the strangeness of the Nether Dark Spirit Charm is documented in countless texts. On Blue Star, the most famous place for Nether Dark Spirit Charm Cultivation is Sang Island. Apart from that, you hardly see it anywhere else.’

As his thoughts reached this point, Jiang Qiu widened his eyes and glanced at the pile of crying, crawling infants at his ankles. He answered blankly, "I don’t know."

’Everyone else is an infant, and they all have the aura of new life. It must be related to this Grand Array and the Laws of this Great Realm.’

’I’m the exception. I can’t stand out too much.’

’In an unknown Great Realm, it’s best not to act rashly. I should first understand the characteristics of this world before making any plans.’

’After all, this is a complete Great Realm that has been cultivating for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Those at the Fusion Realm or even the Harmonization Realm aren’t dead!’

’No complete Great Realm with a world consciousness would welcome experts from another Great Realm, unless there’s some necessary exchange of benefits.’

’And what I’ve done... it’s called stowing away.’

’It’s better to hide my strength for now. Once I have enough information or sufficient means, I’ll make my move, bring back Flower, and find more information about the Nine Venerable Great Realm.’

...

The Elder Zhao Sheng was silent for a moment, his dark eyes studying Jiang Qiu from behind a strange black mask. After a long while, he waved his hand, retracting his oppressive aura. "This person possesses a special bloodline. He must have had an astonishing Talent before being summoned, which led to his current state.

"Whether he truly has a special Talent requires further observation. Take him away with the other newborns."

A milky-white mist condensed into clothing, covering each infant. Upon receiving Elder Zhao Sheng’s command, the black-robed, masked figures came forward one by one, picking up infants that caught their fancy and leaving, as if they were choosing interesting pets.

The ratio of black-robed, masked people to infants was roughly one-to-one, so each person could only take one. Naturally, they had to choose the infant with the most potential to reach a high Realm.

However, they only gave the teenaged Jiang Qiu a few curious glances. No one was the first to choose him.

On one hand, Jiang Qiu had completely concealed the aura of his Dragon Race bloodline and sealed his Realm. He looked like an ordinary teenager. Aside from a compact frame, hard muscles, and a masculine air, there was nothing remarkable about him.

On the other hand, the Hundred Ghosts Sect’s Yin Yang Summoned Life process started cultivating these newborns from infancy. By the time one truly reached the age of fourteen, their Realm should be at least at the Dharma Realm.

Jiang Qiu was already this big, yet he didn’t have a shred of Cultivation. If you said he wasn’t trash, who would believe you?

’Just because his birth was different, does that make him a Son of Fortune, the protagonist of heaven and earth?’

’Last time, there was another one who was different. He even caused a celestial phenomenon—snow fell for miles around the Hundred Ghosts Sect. But in the end, he was just a piece of trash who couldn’t cultivate!’

Many Sect Elders steered clear of such strange newborns; only a few were still observing.

But when they saw Jiang Qiu’s wooden, dazed expression, they ultimately shook their heads and chose the infants who cried the loudest—a loud cry meant they must have been powerful and strong before death.

After all, this Yin Yang Summoned Life was a process of taking the corpses of the dead floating in the void, using Refinement to turn them into infants, and then embellishing them with a Soul. If the Innate materials were good, their constitution would naturally be good.

’It seems like they’re choosing suitable candidates to nurture?’

He observed for a good while. The number of infants at his feet dwindled as the so-called Elders with masks left the Grand Array one after another, chatting amongst themselves about their "luck," and about raising a peerless genius who could ascend the Yin Yang Celestial Pride List.

Their voices were always soft and sinister, ghost-like but not quite, making it impossible to determine their gender. The only thing he could discern was that they all cultivated the Nether Dark Spirit Charm.

Moreover, most of these black-robed, masked individuals were at the Peeping Dao Realm. The weakest among them were at the Peak of Dharma Realm, just one step of Enlightenment away.

’Such power, yet this is just a corner of the so-called Sect.’

’The true strength of the Hundred Ghosts Sect probably far surpasses Gao Yuan City. I don’t know how many Dao Entry Realm experts they have, or if they can compare to the entire Northwest Province.’

’What level is a power like this in the Yin Yang Great Realm? Will I be able to get access to a Great Teleportation Array that can travel between Great Realms...’

"Is no one else choosing?"

When all the black-robed Elders had left the Grand Array holding infants, the area around Jiang Qiu was empty. Only one Elder, dressed in black robes tied with a white silk ribbon, stood before him. On their strange, jet-black mask, white cloud patterns flowed like water.

"I am Bell Fish, the last-seat Elder of the Hundred Ghosts Sect. You will cultivate with me."

Her voice was like a Silver Bell. She extended her right hand; her fingers were slender and fair, looking as if they would turn pink with the slightest pinch.