The two were lost in their sweet moment by the cliff, unaware that Yuan Muyu was watching from a short distance away, her pretty face pale. The armrest of her wheelchair, only recently repaired, was crushed again in her grip.

She had self-torturingly followed him and watched many times before. She thought she was used to it, had even overheard them in the act; what was a kiss?

But those were mostly mental projections, always with a hazy, detached feeling, like watching TV. The impact was far weaker compared to witnessing it right before her eyes.

The fiery pangs of jealousy and resentment made her blood rush backward, her entire face felt like it would explode. The Yama King persona she had painstakingly rebuilt over these days shattered in an instant.

Yet, as much as she wanted to turn and leave, she was as if spellbound, her eyes fixed on the kissing scene, unable to tear them away.

The cracking sound of the armrest finally startled the sweet couple. They turned their heads, and Dugu Qingli’s cheeks were also a little flushed.

Why was this Martial Uncle so persistent, like a haunting spirit? She really was a crazy Martial Uncle.

Seeing that they had noticed her, Yuan Muyu finally moved a little closer, expressionless: “It seems I’ve come at an untimely moment?”

Lu Xingzhou couldn’t bring himself to respond to her with a classic quip, so he simply said, “Sister, do you need something?”

“I have gained new insights from sensing the Extreme Cold Demonic Abyss and wish to use this to enter secluded cultivation to achieve Qianyuan. I want to understand the specifics of how Ye Tinglan and Gu Zhanting’s Heavenly Tribulations were obscured last time.”

Lu Xingzhou sized up Yuan Muyu, thinking that in terms of sheer talent, this woman was a true genius.

Previously, she had suffered qi deviation, almost unable to maintain her Huiyang realm. Yet, by calming her mind and utilizing the Mountain and River Blood Slaughter Array, she not only recovered her cultivation but also made progress.

The Blood Slaughter Array was originally meant to help her achieve Qianyuan, but it was activated prematurely, only reaching a certain stage, thus interrupting her carefully designed path to Qianyuan.

Now, she was attempting to break through again by comprehending the Netherworld Yin Polarity through the Extreme Cold Demonic Abyss. How much time had passed? Lu Xingzhou hadn’t even considered her ability to reach Qianyuan in such a short time, only realizing it now that she mentioned it. Perhaps she truly could.

Speaking of the premature activation of the Blood Slaughter Array, it was done to aid that decisive battle, which caused her own cultivation path to be put on hold. This favor had to be acknowledged.

Lu Xingzhou said, “Regarding the Formless Realm, you were present at the time, so you should know something about it?”

“Yes. But that’s not enough.”

“Our little pig has a talent for obscuring heavenly secrets. At that time, Tinglan used that… Now, the little pig has been taken to Dragon Cliff by Anu. Perhaps Sister could also go to Dragon Cliff? I’ll send a message to Qinghuang.”

Yuan Muyu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, “If I absolutely must rely on the little pig, then I can wait until Long Qinghuang is done with it. I won’t go to Dragon Cliff.”

Being chased and attacked by Long Qinghuang was still vivid in her memory. To willingly go there, to be dependent, and to have to watch Long Qinghuang caress her belly every day – the ordeal was unimaginable. At any other time, it might be bearable, but during such a critical Qianyuan breakthrough, it would be strange if she didn’t suffer qi deviation.

Lu Xingzhou also realized that such a matter required a good state of mind, and going to Dragon Cliff was not a good idea. So he said, “If you’re about to enter secluded cultivation, waiting for her to finish might take too long; it’s not practical.”

“Do you have any other ideas?”

“In fact, we weren’t entirely dependent on the little pig. Firstly, Gu Zhanting’s altar at the time had a shielding effect, which Tinglan should have thoroughly understood by now. Secondly, the Demon Clan’s Sacred Mountain has many ancient Buddhist scriptures, and Qinghuang will also try to upgrade the effects of the Formless Realm. Combining the two, if you set up your cultivation in Miaoyin Mountain, it should also solve the problem.”

Yuan Muyu said, “I will contact Ye Tinglan myself. Could you help me contact Long Qinghuang?”

Lu Xingzhou was a little surprised.

Logically, given Yuan Muyu’s temperament, she wouldn’t easily accept help from Ye Tinglan and Long Qinghuang. How could she be so matter-of-fact about it? This wasn’t Yu, it must be Ji Wenchuan in disguise, he thought.

Of course, he was obligated to help with this matter, so he suppressed his surprise and said, “Alright, I’ll write a letter.”

Yuan Muyu said, “Then if there are any subsequent adjustments needed, I’ll ask you again.”

Lu Xingzhou inwardly thought that he wouldn’t understand any subsequent adjustments either; she should contact her sister and Dragon Mother directly. But saying so would look bad, so he simply said, “Feel free to contact me if you have any questions.”

Yuan Muyu said, “Then how do I contact you? Or perhaps you could take a trip south to your home this time and imprint your divine sense on the Yama Palace’s communication array?”

The plot was revealed.

The words “take a trip home” made Lu Xingzhou a little dazed. After a long pause, he said, “Actually, there’s no need… Your imprint in Tianyao Sacred Land hasn’t been removed, and I have one there too, so we’ve always been able to communicate through the Tianyao Sacred Land’s communication array.”

Yuan Muyu was stunned for a moment, then pulled out the communication jade talisman belonging to Tianyao Sacred Land and injected her divine sense.

Before long, Lu Xingzhou’s jade talisman vibrated.

Yuan Muyu watched Lu Xingzhou take out his jade talisman, her expression distant.

So, we were always so close, able to hear each other at any time.

This discovery brightened Yuan Muyu’s mood, and she smiled: “Then that’s that. I won’t disturb your… affection anymore.”

Watching Yuan Muyu slowly turn her wheelchair and leave, the intimate atmosphere between them was long gone. They couldn’t just start kissing again.

Dugu Qingli was so angry that she squeezed a snowball from the cliff edge, turning it directly into ice.

With the intimacy gone, it was time for serious business. Lu Xingzhou returned to the house and first wrote a letter to Long Qinghuang, which he handed to Yuan Muyu. Whether she sent someone to Dragon Cliff or contacted Long Qinghuang herself, that was for her to handle.

Lu Xingzhou himself focused on studying the Chanü Xuan Gong.

When he was with Pei Chuyun, he had experienced the Chanü Xuan Gong, but he had never asked Pei Chuyun for her cultivation method to study in detail, and his knowledge at that time was insufficient.

This time, as he carefully pondered the entire Chanü Xuan Gong, he suddenly realized that many parts of it were indeed of the same origin as the Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent.

The so-called same origin was not merely about the similar effects of those matters, but mainly reflected in the consistency of their theoretical core. Now, if he referenced the Great Joyous Bliss Sutra, he would find that it also stemmed from the same origin.

Yuan Muyu’s judgment was correct. Both were derived from the Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent, each combining different Buddhist and Taoist theories, leading to different developmental branches. With insufficient knowledge, they would appear to be different cultivation methods.

Now, with a direction, by excluding the parts where the two combined with other theories and only extracting their core, he would find that they had some overlaps and some complementarities.

They couldn’t be completely pieced together into one cultivation method, but with a thorough understanding of the Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent cultivation, there was a real chance to deduce it.

As Lu Xingzhou, whose fundamental cultivation was based on the martial arts section of the Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent cultivation, he was naturally the only person capable of deducing this.

He had to rely on himself. It was already remarkable that Yuan Muyu could point out this path; she couldn’t do the rest. However, Yuan Muyu was still an excellent reference – her transformation of Ice Abyss Demonic Intent into Yin Polarity Intent, and Supreme Intent into Netherworld, clearly confirmed that the core of the Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent was not the balance of water and fire that Lu Xingzhou originally cultivated, and certainly not just related to gender.

The Taiji divides into two polarities. All things in the world are divided into Yin and Yang: water and fire are, male and female are, and Yuan Muyu’s cycle of life and death is too.

And many, many more…

Following this path, it was not just a super-grade Huiyang path, but the path to the Great Dao.

Water and fire were merely a catalyst, an entry point. Dual cultivation between male and female was just a manifestation of Yin and Yang.

Lu Xingzhou sat cross-legged in the quiet room, then suddenly extended his hand.

Purple flames appeared in his palm – the flames of the mountains and rivers. Above the purple flames, a moon-white fire suddenly appeared – the Youying Moonlight.

Heaven and earth in opposition; this was Qiankun.

The flames themselves possessed the extremes of Yin and Yang.

Lu Xingzhou looked at the fire in his palm. The moon-white Taiyin True Fire moved slightly to the side, leaving some space. Further refined, Taiyin True Fire also had its corresponding Taiyang True Fire, which was still missing.

The so-called Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent hadn’t even fully comprehended fire yet.

“According to this path, my path to Huiyang will be the moment I find the Taiyang True Fire.”

It was as if a heavy stone door had burst open, and ten thousand rays of sunlight poured in from outside. The path to Huiyang was right there.

So… the Yin-Yang Ultimate Intent had no Dao Scripture. The so-called missing half of the Dao Scripture was just the direction of the immortal path.

From beginning to end, the known martial cultivation part was not purely martial; it had always been “demonic martial arts.” What he cultivated was never martial qi; the so-called Taiji Tiangang was just a name. It had always been a technique for erupting Yin and Yang qi.

He had always cultivated both immortal and martial arts; what he lacked was a clear direction.

And at this moment, he had it.

Lu Xingzhou’s hand clenched into a fist, and the flames disappeared.

The Taiyin True Fire, which he originally felt was not fully subdued but merely “temporarily residing,” was now incredibly harmonious, completely at his disposal.

The Taiyin True Fire, which even Ye Tinglan could not freely use during her Huiyang stage, Lu Xingzhou had already subdued in the late Tendrils stage.

And… water was the same. If everyday water was Yin, then “heavy water” like Tianyi Sacred Water was Yang. All clarity and turbidity were distinguished, heaven and earth clearly defined.

Then each formed a vortex, combining into the Taiji.

Lu Xingzhou let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

The first thing he did was take out his communication jade talisman and simultaneously called out to Ye Tinglan and Yuan Muyu: “I need information about the Taiyang True Fire.”

Ye Tinglan: “Okay. I’ll check the ancient texts to see if there are any clues.”

Yuan Muyu: “I will issue a demonic path bounty.”

After a pause, both of them exclaimed in shock: “What’s going on? Why can multiple people connect?”

Lu Xingzhou was also dumbfounded. He clearly sent individual messages, so how did it turn into a group chat?

Logically, this communication jade talisman shouldn’t be able to do that. Everyone’s transmissions were through preset divine sense imprints, one-on-one connections. Ye Tinglan and Yuan Muyu had no connection between them, so how could they hear each other?

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