I Can Strengthen Infinitely

Chapter 540: Chapter 312: Nine Yin and Nine Yang Nine Lives Scripture

The Nine Yin Extreme Dao Scripture and the Nine Yang Ultimate Skill are indeed not cultivation techniques that should exist in the mortal realm.

An ordinary person who obtains one of them would only consider it a divine skill, but in reality, once you can cultivate both to perfection, you can begin the convergence of Yin and Yang, thereby discovering the true secret hidden within these two divine skills.

That is the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Nine Lives Scripture.

This scripture is extremely mystical, and its effects are unparalleled throughout the ages.

It harnesses the power of nine Yin and nine Yang to reverse past lives, cultivating the nine paths of past lives to manifest the nine realms of existence. Once all nine lives are complete, one can break through the void on the spot and ascend to become an immortal.

This scripture is indeed a genuine method for immortal cultivation.

However, the difficulty is supreme, similar to the Tenth Layer of the Internal Power Realm; it cannot be directly enhanced by any super auxiliary tools.

At this moment, Qin Yuesheng begins his initial cultivation practice, and he can feel the nine Yin and nine Yang powers continuously converging in his chest, eventually generating a new force.

According to the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Nine Lives Scripture, this force is called ’Age Mark,’ and it is the key to reversing past lives.

As soon as cultivation begins, Qin Yuesheng’s body starts to become ethereal, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing into the air, completely invisible, only to reappear again later.

If seen by common people, they would likely kneel and worship him as an immortal, showcasing the mystical strangeness of this scripture.

Several hours later, Qin Yuesheng, maintaining the same posture all the while, suddenly manifests a serrated scar on his chest, exquisitely beautiful, resembling a work of art. This is the Age Mark.

With the appearance of this Age Mark, a Yin Yang Thought Wheel suddenly appears beneath Qin Yuesheng’s feet, with constant wails, rising energy of past lives, and even Manjusaka flowers blooming.

Suddenly, memories that don’t belong to Qin Yuesheng emerge in his mind.

...

The blazing bright sun emits its light in the clear sky, illuminating the earth.

In the county town, on the high wooden platform in the execution ground, stands a stout Great Han, seven feet tall, with broad arms and a wide waist. He wears a square scarf, his muscular torso exposed by a tattered jacket, revealing a chest full of hair and a protruding general’s belly.

His eyes squint into a thin line, appearing very dull, yet his features exude an aura of fierce and terrifying might, commanding respect without anger.

This man rests his hands on the handle of a ghost-head broadsword, which is designed specifically for beheadings.

Not far away, a woman dressed in prisoner clothes, hair disheveled, with hands bound behind her and a long plaque inscribed with ’Execution’ on her back, trembles as she kneels there.

Her charming face is streaked with tears, suggesting frequent crying of late.

Even though it’s nearing noon, the hottest time of the day, the execution ground is crowded with commoners from all walks of life, each pointing and gossiping.

"What’s going on today, what crime did she commit?"

"She was unfaithful, secretly consorted with the neighbor. Originally, she should have been sentenced to the wooden donkey punishment, but unexpectedly, this vile woman and her illicit lover dared to murder her husband’s entire family, planning to elope with gold and silver."

"Tsk, such malice, this woman is rotten to the core."

"If the heavens didn’t have eyes, how else would she have been apprehended mid-escape by the officials? The county magistrate places great importance on this case, resulting directly in a noon execution."

Listening to the surrounding gossip, the executioner remains unmoved, as if dozing in a daze.

The sun slowly climbs overhead, and the county magistrate, long impatient, immediately tosses the token from his desk, saying, "The hour is here, commence the beheading."

"The hour is here, commence the execution!"

With the command, the executioner on the high platform moves, his once statue-like posture reaching out to remove the plaque from the woman’s back. He takes a bowl of cold water from an aide and drinks it, then sprays it over the ghost-head broadsword. The cold water trickles down the blade, soaking a large area of the dry wood platform beneath.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the executioner’s muscles bulge in his arms, powerfully raising the eighty-plus pound ghost-head broadsword high.

The water-drenched blade glistens with a shimmering luster under the sunlight.

Without a word, the woman knew the final moment approached as a shadow fell over her face. In the face of death, no one can help but feel fear.

Tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

Swish!

The executioner’s blade rose and fell, its overwhelming weight making the downward momentum fierce and swift.

Crack!

In an instant, a head soared into the air, followed closely by a spurt of blood shooting several feet out.

Gasp!

A gasp!

Seeing a living soul disappear before their eyes, the onlookers couldn’t help but let out a gasp.

...

Suddenly, like flowers in a mirror or the moon’s reflection on water, all the images collapse and vanish, and the scene before Qin Yuesheng’s eyes returns to normal.

It’s still the same cave, unchanged.

"This is the first life," Qin Yuesheng muttered to himself as he plopped down on the ground.

The Nine Yin and Nine Yang Nine Lives Scripture, cultivating nine Age Marks, each representing a lifetime. Possessing one Age Mark grants the power of an entire lifetime.

What Qin Yuesheng just witnessed, according to the descriptions recorded in the Nine Lives Scripture, is his past life’s identity.

"My first life was an executioner," Qin Yuesheng sighed, wiping the hot sweat from his forehead.