Chapter 1690
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“**What are you staring at? Take them already…**” Ye Wushuang chuckled.
Mu Xu immediately waved his hands. **”No, no, absolutely not.”**
**”Huh?”**
**”I know these two spiritual pills—Self-Delusion Imprint Pill and Hundred-Transmutation Spirit Pill. Although they are seventh-grade pills, the two core ingredients required for them are also needed for many eighth-grade pills. They are far too precious. We can’t accept them!”**
Seeing Mu Xu’s anxious expression, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but press the pills into their hands, smiling, **”These weren’t refined by our Saintly Heaven Sect, but obtained here. Take them!”**
**”We’re working together. With your stronger abilities, we can all be safer!”**
Mu Xu wanted to say something more, but Ye Wushuang cut him off, **”Alright, alright, a Dragon-Transforming Pool is rare and beneficial for everyone. Don’t just stand there. Let’s begin.”**
This journey into the Saint-Burying Cave was bound to be a lengthy experience. Spending three days here was nothing significant.
As Ye Wushuang spoke, he immediately sat cross-legged by the Dragon-Transforming Pool, his spiritual energy surging within.
Mu Xu, Mu Qinghe, Li Xuan, and the other five, along with Tian Linzi, also sat by the pool. Looking at the spiritual pills in their hands, Mu Xu and Mu Qinghe exchanged glances, unsure of what to say. Ye Wushuang had been incredibly kind to them. Not only had he rescued them from the Wu family, but he had also helped them search for the Ziwei Blood Ginseng. Now, he was even giving them two valuable spiritual pills.
This kindness made Mu Xu’s heart race. Was this guy truly good or bad?
Ye Wushuang, however, wasn’t overthinking it. His kindness stemmed from the fact that these two were the children of Mu Yangshuo. Back when the Seventh Yuan Shen was reincarnated in the Tianyuan Continent as Bai Haoran, the Bai and Mu families had been closely related. The young generation of the Bai family—Bai Qiyun, Bai Xianjian, Bai Haoran, Bai Haoyan—and the young generation of the Mu family—Mu Changxing, Mu Beige, Mu Wen’ao, Mu Yangshuo—had all been very close.
Moreover, these two called his mother “aunt,” which made them his juniors. It was only right for an elder to take care of the younger generation.
Quickly calming down, Ye Wushuang began to draw upon the power of the Dragon-Transforming Pool. Threads of blood-red energy swirled around his body. Waves of slightly scorching energy surged into his body, expanding his meridians and impacting his internal organs. This was an extreme form of tempering. A martial cultivator would undoubtedly face immense pressure, but enduring it would bring great benefits.
What is the core of martial cultivation? It is the enhancement of oneself—flesh, meridians, and bones. Later on, when one reaches the Saintly Heavenly Realm and condenses a phantom soul, and eventually becomes a powerful saint with a manifested soul, each breakthrough is essentially an extreme transformation of oneself. Under such extreme transformations, an ordinary person might reach their limit after a few changes. A genius, however, can break through their limits time and again.
To transform, one must endure extreme pressure. To endure is to become a dragon; to fail is to become less than a worm.
Streams of crimson energy flowed within Ye Wushuang’s body, merging with his flesh and blood. He continuously refined his own spiritual energy while holding and absorbing the energy from spiritual stones, one after another. The essence of advancing in the Self-Delusion Realm was to allow one’s physical body and meridians to accommodate more spiritual energy!
The so-called seven tribulations were essentially because it was not easy for the meridians to integrate more spiritual energy. If one absorbed too much spiritual energy at once and the body and meridians couldn’t withstand it, one would explode and die. If one couldn’t absorb enough at a time, then there would be no breakthrough. Therefore, each breakthrough was a tribulation.
Ye Wushuang had already integrated and condensed a substantial amount of spiritual energy in his body when he advanced from the first tribulation to the second. It was more impressive than that of ordinary cultivators at the third or fourth tribulation. Otherwise, how could he fight opponents above his level?
Now, he felt that his physical body and meridians could still withstand more. So this time, he was determined to break through to the third tribulation.
In the blink of an eye, a day had passed. Ye Wushuang clearly felt that the spiritual energy gathered in his body’s meridians had reached a peak. However, he was still one step away from breaking through.
In the evening, Ye Wushuang got up, left the side of the Dragon-Transforming Pool, and headed upward.
**”Why did you come out?”**
Seeing Ye Wushuang appear, Yu Yourong’s figure, as ethereal as a ghost, stood beside him.
**”To get some fresh air and prepare for the breakthrough!”**
Hearing this, Yu Yourong was momentarily speechless.
Didn’t this guy just break through a few days ago?
Ye Wushuang smiled and said, **”I stayed at the first tribulation for a long time, and reaching the second tribulation was a natural progression. After taking the Self-Delusion Imprint Pill and the Hundred-Transmutation Spirit Pill, the effects spread, and now they are helping me reach the third tribulation. I have a good chance.”**
Yu Yourong then said, **”Your kindness to the Mu siblings seems quite unusual. You must have some connection with the Mu family, right?”**
Ye Wushuang laughed and said, **”It’s nothing…”**
**”Alright, I don’t really want to know, but I just want to tell you that even I find it strange. Think about how they might feel…”**
Yu Yourong directly said, **”You’re being inexplicably kind to them. They might think you have some ulterior motive!”**
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang was taken aback for a moment.
**”You figure it out for yourself,”** Yu Yourong paused, looking at the surrounding night, with occasional flickers of light, like ghostly flames, dancing in the darkness. **”I always feel… someone is watching us…”** Yu Yourong slowly said, **”You’ve been cultivating by the Dragon-Transforming Pool for a whole day, and from daytime to night, I increasingly feel that someone is staring at us in the shadows!”**
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang looked around and couldn’t help but ask, **”What’s strange?”**
**”It’s not really anything specific, just a gut feeling.”**
Ye Wushuang raised an eyebrow and then took out a Heavenly Flame Thunderbolt Bomb, saying, **”Here, take one. I have another one on me. They’ll be useful in a pinch.”**
**”Okay.”**
At that moment, Tian Linzi walked up and said with a smile, **”Young master, let me take over the watch. You and Yu go ahead.”**
**”Alright!”**
Ye Wushuang stretched and said with a smile, **”In this Saint-Burying Cave, all sorts of possibilities exist. If we cultivate methodically outside, our cultivation might not progress as quickly.”**
Yu Yourong couldn’t help but say, **”I see you cultivating outside, and your progress seems pretty fast too.”**
**”Haha…”**
Ye Wushuang laughed heartily and then turned around with Yu Yourong, walking down the steps.
In the dead of night, while Ye Wushuang was cultivating, a figure approached him.
**”Young master, something’s off.”**
**”Huh?”**
Ye Wushuang opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow.
*(Note: The last sentence seems to be a fragment or a placeholder, possibly indicating an ongoing story or a technical note about the reader’s experience.)*
