Chapter 383
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Chapter 383: Understanding the Runes
“Brother Wuqing, when will you leave for the Great Qin Empire?”
“In three days.”
“I’ll come find you in three months.”
“Agreed.”
At the mountain peak, Ye Yun stood beside Murong Wuqing as both gazed at the fading sunset, their voices gentle.
“Your current cultivation level isn’t sufficient to survive in the Great Qin Empire. Since Su Hao transferred his entire cultivation into the Life Rune for you, you should study it deeply. A breakthrough may come,” Murong Wuqing said, an unusual warmth in his tone. He glanced at Ye Yun, approval flashing in his eyes.
Ye Yun nodded. “I plan to. But I don’t seek to inherit Master’s power—only insights to fuel my own path. The stones of other hills can polish jade, yet I must walk my own way.”
Murong Wuqing fell silent, watching the western horizon where sunlight bled into shadow. Excitement and faint hope colored his gaze.
“Have you found Wuhen or the others?” Ye Yun asked suddenly, voice low.
“No. Likely dead. Those who couldn’t endure this tribulation lacked fate’s favor. Their end was inevitable.” Murong Wuqing’s words chilled as he shook his head.
Murong Wuhen had been his beloved younger brother, nurtured with care. Yet the Heavenly Sword Sect’s calamity had consumed even him, leaving neither corpse nor trace.
“I’ll slaughter my way to the Xuan Yuan Sect one day.”
Murong Wuqing turned, startled. Ye Yun’s icy vow mirrored his own thoughts.
“If you storm their gates, summon me,” Murong Wuqing stated. “And Shen Mo—he may join you.”
Ye Yun tilted his head. “Where does Shen Mo hail from? The Sect Leader favors him.”
“Uncertain,” Murong Wuqing replied. “But I suspect he belongs to a Great Qin Empire sect rivaling the Xuan Yuan Sect. His influence could aid your future there.”
Ye Yun absorbed this silently.
At dawn’s first gloom the next day, Murong Wuqing vanished without farewells. None were surprised—the shattered Heavenly Sword Sect could never cage such a prodigy. A dragon swimming in shallow waters, he would blaze across skies elsewhere.
“Sect Leader, Master—I’ll enter closed-door cultivation to advance my realm. Upon emerging, I depart for the Great Qin Empire.”
Yan Changchun frowned. “What business takes you there?”
“Spirit pills aren’t easily found there,” Elder Seven interjected, guessing Ye Yun’s aim.
“Still, I must try.” Ye Yun smiled. Were Su Ling in his place, she’d move mountains for him.
Yan Changchun’s brow tightened. “The Great Qin teems with Foundation Establishment experts, Golden Core masters, even Nascent Soul Ancestors! How can we let you go alone?”
Rebuilding their decimated sect required decades and every able hand. Losing their brightest young disciple risked morale.
Ye Yun met his gaze steadily. “The Jin Kingdom… is too small.”
Yan Changchun choked on retorts. All knew Ye Yun’s worth—a Qi refining cultivator rivaling Fifth Level Foundation Establishment foes. Mastery of Su Hao’s Life Rune might elevate him further, granting survival chances in the empire.
Elder Seven sighed. “We won’t stop you. Ling’er’s condition remains stable for now. Return within two years with spirit pills to revive her.”
Ye Yun bowed, then streaked toward distant mountains and shadowed woods—his closed-door cultivation awaiting.
Ye Yun entered closed-door cultivation to comprehend Su Hao’s Life Rune. Success would allow him to display extraordinary brilliance. A Life Rune condensed all true qi, realm insights, and even fragments of memory into a true essence rune. Nourished by spiritual energy, such runes could endure centuries without fading—truly miraculous.
Su Hao had reached the late Foundation Establishment stage. Though he hadn’t grasped the Golden Pill Dao, he possessed some understanding of the Golden Core stage and complete mastery over Foundation Establishment.
Deep in the mountains among towering ancient trees, Ye Yun removed his upper robe, revealing a lean torso with faintly defined muscles concealing explosive strength. Sitting cross-legged, he cleared his mind until only Su Hao’s Life Rune remained in his consciousness.
The Life Rune resembled a glowing orb, outwardly ordinary. After entering Ye Yun’s brow, it became intangible, linked solely to his mental intent. As Ye Yun focused his mental intent into the rune, countless fragments of information suddenly surged like violent waves, nearly overwhelming his soul. But Ye Yun’s soul, tempered through endless trials, steadied itself after momentary shock.
The storm of information gradually stilled, leaving calm ripples across a mental sea. Ye Yun inhaled deeply and sent his mental intent deeper. Without warning, the information erupted like fireworks—blazing trails of comprehension lighting his mind:
Laws of Fire!
True Spirit’s Breath!
Spatial Laws!
Shadowless Third Level!
Cloud-Chasing Moon-Grasp Technique!
His mind flooded with insights into natural laws, cultivation techniques, combat wisdom, knowledge of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and alchemy path secrets. The overwhelming influx would have shattered an ordinary mind. Only the Cleansing Immortal Heart Technique and the ceaseless soul-refining by his Heart of Immortals and Demons prevented mental collapse.
"Seventy-eight laws. Fifty-four cultivation insights. Thirty-plus sorceries. Hundreds of useful fragments. How long to master this? No wonder most inherit Life Runes directly—gaining seventy to eighty percent of the creator’s power instantly."
Ye Yun painstakingly dissected each insight, cross-referencing them to deepen his understanding of the Heavenly Dao. Simple concepts took hours; profound truths required days. Completing this would demand years—trivial for cultivators who often meditated for decades, but impossible for Ye Yun. Su Ling couldn’t wait that long.
Resolving to focus on Foundation Establishment insights and briefly scan Golden Core knowledge before ending his seclusion, Ye Yun prepared to abandon most rune contents. Suddenly, black-and-white light erupted from his brow—twin streams enveloping his body as the Heart of Immortals and Demons stirred autonomously.
