Chapter 63: Chapter 63 - 063: The Three Talents Soul Refining

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Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone present furrowed their brows.

With a sigh, Tan Fenglie turned to Hua Youyue and helplessly stated, “Although Yang Zhen has decent talent, having grasped Sky Crossing Void, grasping and practicing are two different things. Moreover, his arrogance is not necessarily a good thing. Do you, Flower Tower Master, really plan on taking a gamble on him?”

All the others in the area turned their heads, staring at Hua Youyue in surprise. The gaunt, elderly man and the refined middle-aged gentleman, in particular, had a trace of astonishment pass across their faces as they stared at her uncertainly.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Hua Youyue shifted her gaze from Yang Zhen and said with a smile, “I don’t know whether Yang Zhen will manage to reach that stage. But in him, I seem to see a reflection of our late master.”

“What?” Tan Fenglie was taken aback, he gazed at Hua Youyue in surprise with an expression of reverence appearing in his eyes. He then shook his head and gave a bitter smile, “1 didn’t realize you had such a high evaluation of Yang Zhen. If Yang Zhen knew how you compared him to that predecessor who once shocked the Nether State, who was both outstanding and exceptional, he might faint from the thrill.”

Upon reaching this point, Tan Fenglie furrowed his brows and continued, “But the environment overseas isn’t like it is inland; ever-changing and fraught with danger. Even you couldn’t enter there back then. Do you think Yang Zhen… might be able to?”

The old man and the middle-aged gentleman exchanged surprised glances, their uncertain expressions gradually altering as they continued to exchange glances.

With a chuckle, Flower Tower Master said as if oblivious to their secretive glances, “How would we know without trying? I believe Lord Tan should understand: As long as the Moon Spirit is unable to enter, we’ll be restless.” Tan Fenglie nodded and sighed, “With Senior Wind’s disappearance, the entire Nether State is worried. However, you don’t need to fret like this. Senior Wind is extremely talented and formidable. Heaven always aids the worthy.”

Hua Youyue smiled, nodding her head, a glimmer of desolation passing over her eyes. She sighed, “I hope so.”

At that moment, an old woman suddenly exclaimed, “Yang Zhen…he’s really going to cultivate the Soul Tempering Sutra here?

Everyone was taken aback and turned to look in the direction of the voice. They saw Yang Zheng calmly sitting at the edge of the array, sitting cross-legged with his hand forming five skyward seals. He was indeed about to start cultivation.

Hua Youyue had an odd expression, she herself had cultivated the Soul Tempering Sutra. Even though it was only a mortal ranked, Heaven-Level Cultivation Method, it was not something that could be cultivated with ease.

In reality, Hua Youyue had already predicted that Yang Zhen might not have cultivated any method for refining the Spirit Soul cultivation method and prepared him a Spirit Stabilizing Pill early on. The reason for giving Yang Zhen the cultivation method now, and moreover, the most difficult to cultivate Soul Tempering Sutra from the Changyue Tower, was not for Yang Zhen to cultivate the method and then undergo the trial afterward. Instead, she wanted to further validate Yang Zhen’s talent and potential.

From the very beginning, Hua Youyue had no plan of letting Yang Zhen cultivate right now, but rather planned on having him take the Spirit Stabilizing Pill.

What Hua Youyue didn’t expect, however, was that Yang Zhen didn’t choose to take the Spirit Stabilizing Pill as she had anticipated. This made Hua Youyue’s curiosity about Yang Zhen even more intense.

The crowd watched Yang Zhen with peculiar expressions. Yang Zhen was actually cultivating the Soul Tempering Sutra in public view. Naturally, the people in the formation could see this and were ‘awed’ by him.

“Hahaha, I find it hilarious, Yang Zhen is actually cultivating a Spirit Soul Strengthening Cultivation Method!”

“Go, Yang Zhen, do your best! I’m still here waiting for you, but currently, I’m on the fourth floor, you must succeed in your cultivation and come to the fourth floor to touch the corner of my robe.”

“Isn’t he naive? Does he really think he can do it in time?” Within the crowd from the Valley of Flowers, Liang Qiushui looked at Yang Zhen with disdain and said to Shi Feixue beside her, “From the moment we saw Yang Zhen, you’ve been sizing him up. Could it be that you’ve grown interested in him?”

Shi Feixue’s round face blushed hotly and she hurriedly shook her head stating, “No…not at all, senior sister, don’t speak nonsense.

“Then why are you always looking at him secretly?

“I…” Shi Feixue appeared lost for a moment, then said, “I just think he is very courageous, not afraid at all despite the circumstances.”

Liang Qiushui exhaled sharply, and said impatiently, “Do you think everyone is as timid as you?”

Shi Feixue lowered her head bashfully, her face red. As she sneaked a glance at Yang Zhen who was still cultivating, her expression suddenly changed.

This is not good!”

The words of Senior Sister Feixue sent a shock among the crowd. Following their gaze, a hint of schadenfreude appeared on their faces.

Yang Zhen seemed to have run into some problems during his cultivation, his complexion changing between pale and flush. His aura was fluctuating intensely, giving the impression that he might explode any moment.

Hua Youyue’s eyes narrowed in concern, seeing Yang Zhen still gritting his teeth in perseverance, she furrowed her brow and murmured, “This shouldn’t be, although Soul Refining Scripture is difficult to practice, it doesn’t harm the practitioner. He… did he practice wrong?”

Yun Jie and others who had just reached the seventh layer stopped in their tracks, finally showing some seriousness in their countenance, making the situation look somewhat difficult.

Upon seeing Yang Zhen’s appearance, Yun Jie and the others exchanged glances, revealing a mocking expression.

Laughing derisively alongside them were the balding monk and the middle-aged elegant gentleman. However, they had already lost interest in Yang Zhen, hoping to see Hua Youyue’s reactions after Yang Zhen were to fail his practice.

Yang Zhen had no idea that he had become the center of attention once again, and he was somewhat flustered.

Being highly talented wasn’t always a good thing. Sometimes it gave rise to whimsical thoughts, as had happened this time, causing a mishap that nearly cost him his peace of mind.

Although the Soul Refining Scripture was profound and challenging to practice, with Yang Zhen’s extraordinary talents, he pushed the scripture up to the Spiritual Level.

Being at the Spiritual Level surpassed the realm of the mundane and entered the realm of superior cultivation methods. Moreover, even its name had changed. The current Soul Refining Scripture was significantly different from the previous one, and renaming it the “Three Talents Soul Refining Scripture” would be more appropriate.

Heaven, Earth, and Man, the three elements, were prevalent throughout everything. Once Yang Zhen began his training, he felt a huge explosion in his mind. The terrifying impact was manifold stronger than being hit by a hammer when entering the cultivation method, giving Yang Zhen a sense of creating the world in his own mind.

For nearly ten breaths, a horrifying noise rattled inside Yang Zhen’s mind. His Spirit Soul and consciousness were torn apart. Under the infusion of violent waves and Spirit Soul power, a mysterious force tore apart his mind, creating a world inside.

When Yang Zhen came to his senses again, he found himself in a desolate world.

Endless chaos surrounded him, fused with a horrifying primeval aura. It was desolate, ancient, yet felt like a newborn world, brimming with endless potential.

The next moment, Yang Zhen’s eyes widened into perfectly round saucers.

“Is… is this the Spiritual Sea?”

The thought of such a possibility made Yang Zhen shudder. If people learned he had already opened up the Spiritual Sea, it would likely shake the entire Nether State continent.

Although everyone had a different cultivation level when opening the Spiritual Sea, very few people could successfully open up the sea of knowledge before the Nascent Soul Stage.

Anyone who had opened up the sea of consciousness before the Nascent Soul Stage was either a heaven-blessed genius who appeared only once in a hundred or even a thousand years or had met with some heaven-defying opportunity.

As for someone like Yang Zhen who had opened up the sea of consciousness at the Foundation Establishment, forget about seeing, they had never even heard of such a thing. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yang Zhen chuckled smugly, “I always say, people like me don’t need to pretend.”

No sooner had he said this, than a thunderous explosion echoed in mid-air, and countless lightning bolts rained down from the sky, making Yang Zhen’s hair stand on end.

“Oh dear, can’t we just talk about it? Is the lightning really necessary?” Yang Zhen darted to one side. Just where he had been standing before, at the heart of the Spiritual Sea, appeared a soft green shoot that unfolded two dew-filled leaves with a pop as it sprung from the ground.

Yang Zhen was astounded by the unexpected scene.. A tree sapling was growing inside his head?