BTTH : Emperor Yang

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”Uh, Dad, you just said it yourself. When I turn fifteen and reach the peak of Dou Zong, you’ll let me go out and explore the continent. You can’t go back on your word.” Wei Ye quickly reminded him.

”I did say that.” Wei Yang shot his son a sideways glance and said faintly, ”But whether your mother agrees or not, that’s out of my hands.”

”.” Wei Ye fell silent.

”Don’t just stand there, hurry up and get back to your books. You’re always spacing out.” Wei Yang tapped his son on the head with a light smack, half amused and half scolding.

”Oh.”

Wei Ye frowned, his little face scrunched up in distress. Clearly, he was already worrying about how to convince his mother when the time came.

Wei Yang chuckled and shook his head. Then he stopped paying attention to the boy, sitting down cross-legged and sinking into his thoughts.

”My soul realm is now at the late-stage Heaven Realm, but back during the late stage of the Hundred Reincarnation, I could already feel that my soul’s growth was slowing down. It feels like I’m running out of momentum.”

Wei Yang muttered inwardly, frowning slightly before letting out a soft sigh. ”So, my talent has finally reached its limit, huh?”

He could clearly feel that his potential in the soul path had reached some kind of upper bottleneck. Without unexpected opportunities or great fortune, he would probably have to endure time’s slow grind just like everyone else.

Late-stage Heaven Realm. Just one more step!

Even though he couldn’t help feeling a bit regretful, he was still proud and satisfied. With soul talent like his, across ancient and modern eras, he might not be the first and last of his kind, but he was definitely among the rarest geniuses.

”I already mastered the Nine-Refinement Heavenly Soul Art back during the Hundred Reincarnation. Completing all nine refinements greatly strengthened the resilience of my soul.”

Wei Yang exhaled slowly. ”But from now on, I can only continue grinding bit by bit.”

As he thought this, he curled his fingers, and a scroll made of some unknown hide appeared in his hand. Although the hide was dark yellow overall, one glance was enough to tell that it wasn’t actually very old.

Wei Yang casually spread open the scroll, but no words appeared on it. He wasn’t surprised. With a thought, his soul power spread out from his brow, slowly enveloping the entire scroll.

As his soul power covered it, faint invisible ripples spread across the hide. Moments later, streams of information invisible to the naked eye poured along the soul power and into Wei Yang’s mind.

After entering his mind, the information transformed into a large number of profound characters, neatly arranging themselves and floating above his spiritual sea. A quick look was enough to see that this was a soul cultivation technique.

Great Unity Soul Art.

Within his spiritual sea, a slightly illusory version of ”Wei Yang” stood with hands clasped behind his back among drifting clouds, looking up and carefully studying the floating profound words.

Of course, he had already read this soul cultivation technique many times long ago and could recite it backwards with ease. Right now, he was simply rereading it out of boredom. But even so, he still studied it carefully, going through each character one by one.

The Great Unity Soul Art was the reward he had received back when he won the Alchemist Association’s championship. After obtaining it, he studied it constantly and had fully begun cultivating it long ago.

Yao Lao had looked through this soul art as well and had given it a fairly high evaluation. Therefore, it served as a perfect follow-up method after the Nine-Refinement Heavenly Soul Art.

The Nine-Refinement Heavenly Soul Art didn’t completely stop being useful after completing all nine refinements. It could still draw spiritual essence from the depths of the void, slowly increasing soul strength.

It was just that this absorption speed was slower compared to the Great Unity Soul Art. After all, the Nine-Refinement Heavenly Soul Art mainly focused on tempering and strengthening soul resilience.

Whereas the Great Unity Soul Art focused on direct soul cultivation. Neither was strictly better or worse. They simply emphasized different aspects.

When the soul realm is still low, the difference between the two methods isn’t that noticeable, but once one reaches the Heaven Realm, each shows its own specialization.

Therefore, in Wei Yang’s current situation, he naturally chose to make the Great Unity Soul Art his main cultivation technique, while the Nine-Refinement Heavenly Soul Art would become secondary. He completely reversed their roles.

On the grassy field.

Wei Yang sat with eyes half-closed, his mind fully immersed in the profound soul-cultivation technique. A long while later, he slowly opened his eyes.

”This Great Unity Soul Art truly has its mysteries. As expected of something passed down from the ancient era. Every time I carefully study it, I always gain some new insight.” Wei Yang softly praised.

The soul path was ever-mysterious.

Through studying the Great Unity Soul Art, he could faintly glimpse the ancient cultivators’ understanding and approach toward the soul.

Wei Yang was no beginner. Although he wouldn’t call himself a master, his understanding of the soul was already deep, and he had quite a few unique insights of his own.

Combining his own thoughts with the ancient approach and comparing both sides often brought him new realizations. Perhaps, once his insights deepened in the future, creating a soul-cultivation technique of the same level himself wouldn’t be impossible.

But for now, there was no need. Back in the ancient era, the cultivation world was truly flourishing.

Like the Hundred Schools of Thought during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods of Ancient China, countless soul arts, soul theories, and cultivation paths blossomed far more vibrantly than in the present age.

In the ancient world, alchemists were also far more prosperous than today. Many of the existing pill formulas and soul-cultivation techniques had all been passed down from that era. The current age felt too monotonous—too diminished.

The Era of the Dou Di... truly an age of overwhelming cultivation brilliance!

It’s not that people today are inferior. It’s simply the world’s condition that has changed. New generations are not necessarily weaker than the ancients.

Wei Yang shook his head, clearing his thoughts. With a shift of his mind, he began his daily soul-cultivation routine. As the Great Unity Soul Art began circulating...Within his spiritual sea, his vast soul power slowly rotated, faintly forming a massive whirlpool.

This whirlpool was constructed entirely from soul power. A faint tingling sensation spread from his brow, radiating across his body. Then, between his brows, a strange suction force emerged, causing the surrounding space to ripple slightly.

From the distant, invisible depths of the void, tiny specks of spiritual essence quietly appeared, slowly seeping out and flowing into the space between his eyebrows. Under this effect, Wei Yang’s soul power seemed to be growing bit by bit.

Of course, this growth was mostly psychological.

In reality, compared to the immensity of his spiritual sea, the increase was negligible—like adding a few bowls of water to a massive lake. But Wei Yang persisted, spending time every day cultivating in this manner.

As the saying goes, even sand can build a tower, and countless streams can form a sea. Being able to grow even a little each day was worthwhile. Accumulation over time would eventually amount to something substantial.

Slow and steady—one day at a time.

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