Chapter 118: Cultivation

In the heart of the Xia Tribe’s settlement stood a grand mansion constructed of stone. Inside a hall as spacious as a palace, Xia Qing, a pale-faced woman in azure robes, sat upon a throne carved from rock. Below her, seated on stone chairs on either side, were Yun Tian, Xia Yunhu, and Xia Yunling.

The entire Xia Tribe had been built by the hands of Xia Qing, and as their chieftain, her residence was naturally the finest and most central structure in the tribe.

The atmosphere in the stone hall was stifling. It was not merely because the revelation of Yun Tian being a reincarnated immortal had left them struggling to process the reality, but because Yun Tian had slain Yun Xiao, the cold-blooded old man—a Purple Mansion-level grand demon—and dozens of armored guards.

The Yun Clan! They were the most powerful force for hundreds of thousands of miles, a tribe rumored to possess a Primordial Spirit Daoist. And Yun Xiao was the son of the Yun Clan’s chieftain, a figure of noble status. As for Yun Tian? He was a man cast out by the clan, a person of lowly standing. Yun Xiao had died within the Xia Tribe; such news could not be kept hidden for long. Once the Yun Clan learned of this, how could they possibly let it go?

For a small tribe like the Xia, there was no power to resist the might of the Yun Clan. If not for Yun Tian’s sudden awakening of his spirit, Xia Qing and the others would have been utterly helpless against even a single Purple Mansion grand demon from the Yun Clan.

"Mother, do not worry. I will resolve this trouble with the Yun Clan," Yun Tian said calmly after a long silence. His face remained serene as he stood up and walked out of the hall.

Watching his retreating figure, Xia Yunling could not help but look at Xia Qing with a complex expression. "Mother? Is... is my second brother still the same person?"

"Mother, what do you think Second Brother plans to do about the Yun Clan?" Xia Yunhu asked, his thick brows furrowed with concern. His anxiety was justified; the Yun Clan’s influence in this vast territory was overwhelming. Furthermore, recent events had taught Xia Yunhu the true meaning of disparity. He had once been considered a genius of the Xia Tribe, but his pride and confidence had been utterly shattered by Yun Xiao.

Xia Qing, who had been sitting with her eyes closed, sighed. "I can only hope that someone within the Yun Clan’s main branch values his identity as a reincarnated immortal and is willing to protect him."

"The Yun Clan?" Xia Yunhu and Xia Yunling exchanged a look of shared apprehension. Would the Yun Clan truly protect a man they had once cast out? One had to remember that Yun Tian’s father had been condemned as a traitor, and Yun Tian had been exiled as the son of a criminal. It was a taboo few in the Yun Clan dared to mention.

Meanwhile, in Yun Tian’s quarters—a spacious room also constructed of stone—everything from the bed to the chairs was made of rock. A fur blanket and mattress lay upon the stone bed, giving the room a primitive feel.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, Yun Tian organized his memories. Once he understood his current situation, he began to perceive the profound mysteries of the world’s Dao while absorbing the energy of the heavens and earth.

Because his body’s meridians were too fragile for Qi cultivation—and he lacked knowledge of this world’s specific methods—he chose the path of Godfiend Body Refining. Once a Godfiend body reached the Xiantian stage, it would undergo a complete rebirth, naturally resolving the issues within his meridians. Although he knew the basic methods of this world, including the "Crimson Brightness Nine Heavens Diagram," the foremost method in the Great Xia world, he chose not to use it. Instead, he opted for the "Chaos Golden Body" he had refined in the Pangu world.

In terms of body-refining, the Chaos Golden Body was second only to the true body of Pangu himself, far surpassing the Nine Turns Origin Art or the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. Yun Tian was confident it was inferior to none in this world. At its peak, it would rival the body of a Xiantian Godfiend, a physique equivalent to a Quasi-Saint!

With the strength of Yun Tian’s soul—though not yet condensed into a Primordial Spirit—he could easily perceive the subtle fluctuations of the various Daos. From the minor Daos to the Great Daos and the Heavenly Dao, whether it was Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Yin-Yang, Life, Death, or even the most obscure Chaos Dao, all were clear to him. As he had suspected, the Dao in this world was more systematic and easier to comprehend than the ethereal, vague paths of the Primordial world.

After a general survey, Yun Tian focused his attention on the Great Dao of Qiankun—the Dao of Space. In this world, the Dao of Space was not considered a high-level Dao, making it easier to grasp. Possessing the complete memories of the Ancestor of Qiankun, who had attained the Hunyuan level in the Dao of Space, Yun Tian found comprehending the Great Dao of Qiankun as easy as eating and drinking.

Immersed in his cultivation, Yun Tian’s body absorbed the essence of Wind, Water, Fire, and Earth with incredible speed. In less than half a day, his body broke through the barriers and stepped into the Xiantian level.

The moment he reached the Xiantian Godfiend state, Yun Tian was jolted from his meditation. The surrounding space distorted as pure Heavenly Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth essence descended, enveloping his body and transforming his postnatal frame into a Xiantian Godfiend body.

After the transformation concluded, Yun Tian felt the surging power within his new physique and smiled with satisfaction before returning to his meditation. He was in no hurry to begin Qi cultivation; his priority was to bolster his strength to face the threat of the Yun Clan.

Three days and nights passed. Yun Tian’s aura grew increasingly powerful, and the profound essence of the Dao permeated the air around him, causing the very space to ripple. Suddenly, a mysterious aura descended upon him—the aura of the Dao.

Yun Tian opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing within them. "Only three days to fully comprehend the Great Dao of Qiankun in this world. The foundation I laid was truly profound. Having mastered one Great Dao, I have a clear path to the True God level and becoming a Pure Yang True Immortal. Still, I wonder how powerful my Heavenly Immortal and True God tribulations will be? To be safe, I must continue to comprehend more Daos."

"Once I resolve the Yun Clan issue and settle Mother, Ling'er, and Big Brother, I shall set out to find a master, join a major cultivation sect, and learn their secret arts," he thought. Suddenly sensing something, he frowned and walked out of his stone house.

Just as he stepped out, a cold, majestic voice thundered: "Yun Tian, sinner of the Yun Clan, come out at once and surrender yourself to be taken to Yun City for judgment!"

"Surrender?" Yun Tian’s lips curled into a cold arc. He looked up to see a black magic treasure warship, over a hundred feet long, hovering in the sky. Having spotted him, it descended directly toward his position.

Simultaneously, Xia Qing, Xia Yunhu, and Xia Yunling rushed out of their rooms to his side. Seeing the formidable black warship, their faces turned pale. To pilot such a vessel, there had to be a Purple Mansion cultivator on board.