Chapter 35: The First Drop of Yang Liquid

Yang Kai didn’t know how much Primordial Qi others possessed when they reached the Seventh Level of Body Tempering Realm, but he was certain it wasn’t as much as his own. The initial accumulation was always excruciatingly slow. He was only able to absorb the worldly Yang Qi because of the True Yang Technique. How many miraculous Techniques like it existed in the world?

One day, after finishing his Cultivation, Yang Kai slowly opened his eyes.

The Yang Qi he had been absorbing over the past few days had gradually grown dense, and the burning sensation within his Meridians became increasingly intense. Yang Kai had a vague feeling that the Yang Qi he had accumulated was nearing the point of saturation.

Once the Yang Qi in his body reached saturation, it would condense from gas into liquid, forming a single drop of Yang Liquid to be stored within his Dantian. This so-called Yang Liquid had endless miraculous applications. It could be used in battle to produce unexpected effects—a prospect Yang Kai was quite looking forward to.

As he opened his eyes and prepared to regulate his breathing, he caught sight of someone standing not far away from the corner of his eye. Yang Kai’s expression shifted. He had been so immersed in his Cultivation that he hadn’t even noticed when this person arrived.

The man stood sideways to Yang Kai, dressed in a cyan robe with fluttering sleeves. His posture was tall and straight. Though his hair and beard were white, they were as bright and clean as snow, and a refined goatee hung from his chin. Based on age alone, he seemed to be around the same generation as Elder Meng from the Contribution Hall, but his aura was entirely different.

Upon seeing him for the first time, the word "otherworldly" involuntarily popped into Yang Kai’s mind. This transcendent bearing formed a stark contrast to Elder Meng’s roguish, lecherous, and unreliable nature. Comparing the two was like comparing heaven and earth.

Right now, the man stood with one hand behind his back and the other stroking his beard as he gazed down into the Trapped Dragon Ravine. His eyes held a strange look—strange to the point of being complex.

"This is a wise man of profound knowledge, as well as a senior with masterful martial arts!" Yang Kai thought. He quickly stood up and offered a respectful Disciple’s bow. "Disciple Yang Kai greets Senior."

Startled by his voice, the old man slowly turned around. He cast an amiable look at Yang Kai and gave a slight nod. "Mm."

"How should this Disciple address you?" Though Yang Kai knew this man was definitely one of the higher-ups in the Lingxiao Pavilion, he had never seen him before. Naturally, he had to ask to avoid committing a breach of etiquette.

The old man pondered, his brows furrowing slightly as if Yang Kai had asked a difficult question. After a long moment, he finally replied, "You may just call me Eleventh Elder."

Eleventh Elder? Yang Kai was puzzled. While the Lingxiao Pavilion had a few Elders, there were definitely not as many as eleven. Still, the man was a senior after all. Since he said so, Yang Kai could only oblige. He bowed once more. "Disciple greets Eleventh Elder."

Eleventh Elder stroked his beard and smiled, his face growing even more genial. He asked softly, "Are you Cultivating a Martial Skill?"

"Yes," Yang Kai nodded.

"A Yang Attribute Martial Skill, at that?"

"Yes." The other party’s strength was certainly not weak. How could he not sense that Yang Kai was absorbing Yang Qi here?

"How goes your Cultivation?"

"I’ve only been Cultivating it for a few days. So far, it’s going well."

Eleventh Elder asked a few more questions, and Yang Kai answered them one by one. He felt a bit touched. This Elder was amiable and approachable, showing such care even to a Disciple at the very bottom of the hierarchy. It was easy to foster a good impression of him.

Seeing how easy he was to talk to, Yang Kai remembered something and spoke up. "Eleventh Elder, this Disciple has Cultivated here for many days, but there is one thing I don’t quite understand."

"Oh? Let’s hear it." Eleventh Elder immediately looked interested.

"Why is there Yang Qi overflowing from the bottom of the Trapped Dragon Ravine?"

Hearing this, Eleventh Elder chuckled. "Naturally, it’s because there is a Yang Attribute treasure down there."

Yang Kai didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He thought, "Of course I can guess that much. I just don’t understand what exactly is down there."

"Do you know how this Trapped Dragon Ravine was formed?" Eleventh Elder suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

Although Yang Kai didn’t know his intentions, he could only shake his head honestly.

Eleventh Elder glanced at the Trapped Dragon Ravine and slowly said, "It was carved out by a single sword strike."

Yang Kai felt a great tremor in his Heart Spirit! The Trapped Dragon Ravine was hundreds of feet wide, unmeasurably long, and bottomless. How could it have been cleaved by a sword? Had anyone else told him this, Yang Kai probably wouldn’t have believed it, but the Eleventh Elder standing before him had no reason to lie.

However, who could unleash a sword strike with such terrifying might? What kind of Realm had such a person reached?

"Several hundred years ago, our Lingxiao Pavilion did not exist here." Eleventh Elder’s gaze was profound, his voice deep.

Yang Kai knew this senior was about to reveal some untold secrets. He held his breath and concentrated, listening attentively.

"When the Ancestral Founder passed through this place in the past, he happened to encounter a Demon of immense strength. The two fought a great battle right here. No one knows the exact details of the fight, but toward the end, the Demon realized he was outmatched and unleashed a single sword strike." As he spoke, Eleventh Elder dragged a finger through the air, drawing a line from the east end of the Trapped Dragon Ravine to the west. "With one sword strike, the Trapped Dragon Ravine was formed! The Demon fled to the bottom of the ravine, and the Ancestral Founder pursued him. Only after enduring untold hardships did he manage to slay the Demon!

"However, the Demon was profoundly powerful. Although his body was destroyed and his soul extinguished, the Ancestral Founder was still uneasy. Thus, he founded the Lingxiao Pavilion here and stood guard for several decades. Only after confirming that there would be no further danger did he gracefully depart. This is the origin of our Lingxiao Pavilion.

"The Trapped Dragon Ravine has existed for hundreds of years. The depths are pitch black, devoid of daylight. Later on, many guilty Disciples were exiled into it. It’s quite possible that some Yang Attribute treasure was born down there by a stroke of serendipity, which is why you can absorb Yang Qi from this place."

Yang Kai nodded. Filled with doubt, he asked, "Did Eleventh Elder come here because you also wanted to see that treasure?"

"Me?" Eleventh Elder’s expression turned odd. He slowly shook his head and said, "I didn’t come to see a treasure. I came to see a person."

"A person?"

Eleventh Elder gave a self-deprecating smile. "When a man gets old, he talks too much. Let’s stop here for today. Cultivate well, but never entertain any foolish notions of venturing down there. The depths are fraught with danger; even I wouldn’t dare descend lightly."

With that, the Eleventh Elder elegantly turned and departed. Yang Kai was deeply moved and had many lingering questions, but he could only keep them bottled up inside.

After calming his mind, Yang Kai continued to circulate the True Yang Technique. Running the Technique now, his absorption rate of Yang Qi was countless times faster than in previous days.

A few hours later, Yang Kai suddenly felt the Meridians throughout his body swell up. Even his Dantian was filled to the brim, like he had overeaten and stuffed himself to the point of bursting.

"Is it about to reach saturation?" Yang Kai thought. He wasn’t alarmed; instead, he was thrilled and focused his efforts even more.

Half an hour later, his Meridians and Dantian suddenly felt light as the swollen sensation vanished completely. In that instant, all the Primordial Qi circulating in his Meridians surged into his Dantian. A scorching hot droplet of liquid quietly took shape and dripped down into his Dantian, and Yang Kai even heard a soft DRIP.

Yang Liquid! He had finally condensed his first drop of Yang Liquid!