Chapter 538: Chapter 513: Seven Rules
After bidding farewell to Lu Lingxuan, Lu Yan returned to the Disciple’s Residence and devoted himself to closed-door cultivation without any distractions.
He entered the space within the Dao Book and took out the jade bottle given to him by Lu Shenhuang.
Upon opening the jade bottle, he saw a purple-gold energy containing intense fluctuations of the Magic Rule swirling endlessly within the jade bottle, its form changing thousands of times, at one moment taking on the shape of a dragon, then morphing into that of a white tiger, and at times, into a phoenix...
This was the Spirit of Magic.
A heaven-sent treasure sporadically birthed in the Magic River, exceedingly rare and peerless in the world.
Only powerhouses at the True One State who entered the Magic River and had extreme luck could encounter it.
Lu Yan enveloped the Spirit of Magic with his Immortal Power and, with an inhale, the Spirit of Magic flew out from the bottle and into Lu Yan’s mouth.
As soon as the Spirit of Magic entered his mouth, it burst into energy with a pop and dispersed throughout his entire body.
His body glowed, enshrouded in a layer of light.
Lu Yan felt his being enveloped in the rich Rule of Doctrine.
Lu Yan operated his Immortal Power, feverishly refining the power of the Spirit of Magic for his own use. His Immortal Power continuously grew stronger and denser.
One month later.
Boom!
Lu Yan’s aura soared suddenly, billowing like a surge of smoke, shooting up to the sky.
Luckily he was within the space of the Dao Book, or it would have alarmed many people.
His body and Primordial Spirit were undergoing a rapid transformation.
After a good part of the day, his aura finally stabilized.
The Immortal Seventh Layer was reached.
Moreover, a strand of the Spirit of Magic’s energy was still not fully refined; there was still a considerable amount left, and his cultivation level continued to rise.
By the time this strand of the Spirit of Magic was completely refined, his cultivation level had already reached the late stage of the Immortal Seventh Layer.
He wasn’t far from the peak.
Lu Yan stood up, feeling the formidable strength within himself, and revealed a smile.
"With my current strength, I shouldn’t be afraid of those with an Innate Magic Body in the Immortal Ninth Layer Heaven, right?"
Lu Yan speculated in his mind.
As for whether he could defeat them, he had no certainty.
Only through battle would he know.
And when facing monsters on the level of Shen Yueren, Sword Saint Situ, or Lu Lingxuan, he surely wouldn’t be their match; the gap was still considerable.
Mainly because the Saint Soldier’s Foemula didn’t break through along with this breakthrough.
When Lu Yan had just reached the Immortal Seventh Layer Heaven, he had tried to have the Dao Book absorb Three-eyed Tiger Emperor’s Blood to enhance the Saint Soldier’s Foemula.
But the Saint Soldier’s Foemula remained stuck at the peak of the ninth layer, immovable.
Clearly, there was a vast gap between the ninth and tenth layers of the Saint Soldier’s Foemula; once broken through, the sheer strength of his body alone would be comparable to the Tao Realm.
His cultivation level was not yet enough to support such a formidable body.
To breakthrough to the tenth layer of the Saint Soldier’s Foemula, his cultivation level must at least reach the Immortal Eighth Layer or even Ninth Layer.
Therefore, although his cultivation level had improved quite a bit with this breakthrough, it wasn’t overly exaggerated.
"Eh, there seems to be a special imprint contained within my Immortal Power. Is this an imprint from the Rule?"
Lu Yan’s eyes suddenly brightened.
He concentrated his mind, fusing his soul with the Immortal Power, carefully sensing the Immortal Power.
Indeed, he could distinctly feel mysterious patterns flashing as the Immortal Power flowed, emitting faint fluctuations of the Rule.
That was indeed a Magic Imprint. As for what specific Rule it belonged to, he wasn’t clear. He would probably have to wait until he reached the peak of the Immortal Ninth Layer Heaven to sense it.
Perhaps, it was unfamiliar, merely laying a foundation that would allow him to breakthrough to the Tao Realm more easily in the future.
"The Spirit of Magic can actually have such a marvelous use; it truly is mysterious and unpredictable. No wonder it’s so precious; there’s only one strand in the entire Dragon Alliance," Lu Yan mused to himself.
Merely advancing one level in cultivation wasn’t too valuable. At worst, he could spend more time and consume more Magic Elixirs to make the breakthrough.
What made the Spirit of Magic so precious, however, was likely this Magic Imprint.
"With ten years remaining until the Origin Battle, it’s not very realistic to expect to breakthrough to the Immortal Eighth Layer. To enhance my strength, I still need to work on the Immortality Skill," Lu Yan continued thinking.
Relying on refining Magic Elixirs for a breakthrough in cultivation level required an astronomical amount of them.
He estimated that to break from the Immortal Seventh Layer to the Eighth Layer, he would need at least several hundred thousand Magic Elixirs.
And in ten years, he could only acquire one hundred twenty thousand from the Dragon Alliance, which was far from enough.
"I’ll continue to comprehend the Zhou Tian Huan Yu Map. However, before that, it wouldn’t hurt to master a few more Rules in preparation for entering the Sea of Magic," he thought.
With that in mind, Lu Yan exited the internal space of the Dao Book and went to the Art Dragon Hall, selecting another fifteen Divine-level Martial Arts.
These fifteen Divine-level Martial Arts were biased towards the attributes of metal, wood, and water.
Five of each attribute.
He planned to use these Divine-level Martial Arts to master the Rules of these three attributes first.
Even if he couldn’t fuse them, mastering a few more Rules could never hurt and would also enhance his strength slightly.
Returning to the space within the Dao Book, Lu Yan began to comprehend these Martial Arts.
With Lu Yan’s current level of perception, especially after the awakening of the Tao Soul Pupil, understanding these Divine-level Martial Arts was extremely simple. Almost with one glance, and after a brief contemplation, he could get started and condense a Martial Arts Avatar.
Then, relying on the Three-eyed Tiger Emperor’s Blood, he quickly reached the highest realm.
In less than three days, all fifteen Divine-level Martial Arts were cultivated to the highest realm.
Subsequently, using these Martial Arts as a foundation, he comprehended the Rules of metal, water, and wood. With the help of the Array Dragon Hall, he cultivated the three Rules.
In less than half a year’s time, all three Rules were cultivated to a complete stage by him.
With this, Lu Yan had mastered a total of seven Rules.
They were thunder, fire, wind, earth, metal, wood, and water.
Of course, only the rules of Thunder, Fire, and Wind were completely fused; other rules could not blend together.
After making these preparations, Lu Yan wholeheartedly comprehended the Zhou Tian Huan Yu Map.
A year outside, was a hundred years within the space of the Dao Book.
Ten years outside, passed in the blink of an eye.
Whereas Lu Yan, in the space of the Dao Book, had cultivated for nearly a thousand years.
Such a long time, coupled with his awakening of the Tao Soul Pupil and his extraordinary comprehension abilities, meant he had gained a lot over these years.
He not only grasped all over three thousand six hundred variations of the Rule of Fire but also fully comprehended all variations of the Rule of Wind and the Earth Rules.
Four types of rules, interweaving lines forming an extremely intricate Zhou Tian Huan Yu Map, extended from his arm to his chest, covering over half of it.
Now, he had mastered over five hundred different types of Immortality Skills for the four series of rules.
Among them, there were more than a dozen that took into account several rules.
For instance, Immortality Skills based on the Thunder Fire Rule, those based on the Wind Fire Rule, those based on the Thunder Earth Rule...
Various Immortality Skills with different functions, some inclined towards attack, some towards defense, others towards speed, and so on; the options were plentiful. It could be said that, in the application of Immortality Skills, one need not even mention the Immortal Realm, for even if the Tao Realm were included, no one could match him.
At this time, the Origin Tournament arrived as expected.
As Lu Yan stepped out of his room, he saw an extremely beautiful woman, looking at her with a smile.
"Yinuo..."
Lu Yan was overjoyed and hurried to meet her.
Since Shen Yinuo had gone to cultivate in the Flame Sky Domain, the two of them hadn’t seen each other for over a decade.
Considering the time flow rate within the Dao Book, it had been well over a thousand years since Lu Yan last saw Shen Yinuo, with the deep longing hidden only in his heart.
Now reunited, the two embraced each other tightly.
They only separated after a long while.
"Yinuo, has your cultivation level reached the Immortal Eighth Layer?"
Lu Yan observed Shen Yinuo carefully, only to discover that her Immortal Power was incredibly dense and even surpassed his.
And it throbbed with heat and fervor, akin to a star in the cosmos, capable of erupting with earth-shattering power at any moment.
Over these years, Shen Yinuo definitely encountered some fortuitous event.
"Yes, I had some adventures in the Flame Sky Domain, which led to a rapid advancement in my cultivation level," Shen Yinuo nodded in response.
"Did you leave seclusion to participate in the Origin Tournament?" asked Lu Yan.
"Yes, let’s go," Shen Yinuo replied with a nod.
The two left the Disciple’s Residence and, a moment later, arrived at a vast square.
"Hahaha, Lu Yan, we meet again," Mr. World approached them.
He was beaming with vitality as his powerful aura was released without any effort to hide it.
Immortal Eighth Layer, and he had already reached the peak.
This surprised Lu Yan; he hadn’t expected Mr. World’s cultivation to advance so rapidly.
Among the three of them, it turned out that his cultivation was the weakest.
Mr. World stood with his hands behind his back, scrutinizing Lu Yan with increasing satisfaction, he said, "Lu Yan, you’re really not up to the mark. As a disciple of the alliance, so many years have passed and you’re still just at the Immortal Seventh Layer. I think you might as well let me take over your position, hahaha."
Mr. World grinned as he laughed.
Lu Yan was familiar with Mr. World’s temperament and didn’t take it to heart, replying with a smile, "Senior, your talent is unmatched; I am inferior. However, I wonder how the senior has been cultivating to advance so rapidly. Could you perhaps teach me?"
Upon hearing such flattery from Lu Yan, Mr. World almost floated off the ground, giddy enough to ascend to heaven. He waved his hand and boasted, "This is my innate talent, something others can’t learn. In recent years, an unparalleled formation awakened within me, allowing my cultivation to leap bounds."
Lu Yan understood; it was still thanks to the Formation Ancestor, the master of the Array Dragon Hall, who must have left behind a contingency within Mr. World during his creation.
"The Vice Alliance Hierarch is here."
"And a few Hall Masters as well."
Suddenly, a wave of discussions swept through the square.
Lu Yan and others looked towards the sky.
Above the sky, several figures suddenly appeared.
One of them was familiar to Lu Yan; it was Lu Shenhuang.
Next to Lu Shenhuang stood a young man in a Daoist robe. When Lu Yan, Shen Yinuo, and Mr. World saw this Daoist-robed youth, they were all stunned.
Because this Daoist-robed youth looked identical to Mr. World.
Formation Ancestor!
The same thought surfaced in all three of their minds.
Especially Mr. World, who was shaking with excitement.
Whoosh!
The Daoist-robed youth also saw the trio and, with a flash, arrived right before them.
"Master, Master, I’ve finally seen you, Master oh..." Mr. World approached eagerly.
Slap!
With a direct slap, the Daoist-robed youth sent Mr. World flying, spinning hundreds of times in midair before landing with a thud on the ground, covered in dust.
Mr. World was dumbfounded, not understanding why the Daoist-robed youth had struck him.
