Chapter 290 - 289: Evolving Primordial Spirit, Bai Qingyue Cultivating More Heaven and Earth Luck! (4)

Bai Qingyue settled firmly at the Middle Stage of the Core Formation realm, her breath leaving her lips as a soft, crystalline mist.

The breakthrough did not unleash a violent, destructive shockwave. Instead, an immense amount of spiritual pressure emanated from her delicate figure, cascading outward in a wave of profound, absolute tranquility.

This pressure was saturated to the brim with raw Heaven and Earth luck—the residual fortune siphoned from her husband, filtered flawlessly through their karmic tether and her Cultivation Talent.

As this luck flooded the physical plane, it caused profound, miraculous changes in her immediate surroundings.

The desolate, freezing bedrock of the mountain range, which had not seen life in tens of thousands of years, began to violently thaw. Green shoots of spiritual grass pushed through the frost with impossible speed. Within seconds, vibrant, ethereal flowers of crystalline blue, golden-purple, and vibrant crimson bloomed across the jagged crags, turning the barren peak into a sprawling, celestial garden.

From the shifting, clearing skies above, flocks of spiritual birds drawn by the dense concentration of fortune descended upon the blooming peak. They perched upon the newly formed branches of rapidly growing apricot trees, opening their beaks to sing.

The melody they produced was not a standard avian call; it was a celestial harmony, a resonance of the Great Dao itself. It was a song that could wash away inner demons, purify corrupted meridians, and cause the hearts of thousands of cultivators to be filled with immense conviction, strengthening their Dao Hearts.

Inside the concealed cavern, completely insulated from the miraculous spring blooming outside, Lin Yuan had finally reached the absolute terminus of his absorption.

The colossal blue corpse—the immortal vessel forged by an ancient expert using the creative essence of Thunder Origin—had been completely deconstructed. The final, brilliant blue motes of Origin Energy drifted through the crackling air and slipped seamlessly into Lin Yuan’s spiritual sea.

BOOM!

A deafening detonation echoed within his mind. His Primordial Spirit, having gorged itself upon the pure Origin of Thunder, evolved by leaps and bounds.

The tri-colored light of the Dao of Three Rebirths fused flawlessly with the ancient blue energy, solidifying the architecture of his soul into a state of new perfection. He felt the capacity to generate and execute Origin Spells etching itself permanently into his foundation.

With a thought, Lin Yuan opened his system panel.

[Millionfold Return System]

[Host:] Lin Yuan

[Wife:] Bai Qingyue - Core Formation Realm (Middle Stage)

[Root Bone:] Supreme Heavenly Talent

[Comprehension:] Against Heaven Understanding

[Lifespan:] 200/11,500 years

[Primordial Spirit]: 12,467 Origin Qi

[Physique:] Five Great Secret Realm

[Realm:] Soul Transformation Realm (Early Stage)

[Divine Skills:] Death Gaze, Thunder Rain Dao Intent, Immortal Cloud Step, Thunder Step, Eye of Heavenly Retribution (Autonomous), False Immortal Palmstrike, Shatter Illusion, See Truth.....

Lin Yuan’s deep purple eyes scanned the glowing text hovering in his vision.

His gaze immediately caught the update to his wife’s status. She has ascended to the Middle Stage, he noted, a profound warmth blossoming within his newly forged Heart Secret Realm. The Heaven and Earth luck had served its purpose flawlessly, shielding their unborn child while accelerating her cultivation.

Then, his eyes dropped to the new line that had manifested beneath his lifespan.

[Primordial Spirit]: 12,467 Origin Qi

It is quantifying the absolute volume of Origin Qi I have successfully cultivated and integrated into my soul, Lin Yuan deduced, his mind effortlessly analyzing the metric.

While there was no standard measurement to compare this number against another Soul Transformation expert, Lin Yuan did not need a comparison. He could feel the sheer, terrifying density of his own soul. The perfection, the conceptual weight, and the absolute lack of mortal impurities... the feeling of his Primordial Spirit perfectly matched the aura he had sensed from Feng Yao.

He had matched the genius of the Feng Province. Someone who had been born with a perfect Primordial Spirit, gifted by the Heavens themselves! To achieve such a state of innate perfection through sheer, relentless effort, and the plundering of ancient relics was a profound achievement in itself!

Lin Yuan stood up from the obsidian dais. He dismissed the system panel with a thought and walked toward the exit of the cavern.

As he stepped across the threshold, the residual illusion array dissolving into golden-purple lightning behind him, he stopped in his tracks.

The freezing, desolate mountain peak he had left behind was gone. In its place was a vibrant, blooming paradise of flowers, bathed in golden sunlight and the echoing, harmonious melodies of Dao-infused birdsong.

And sitting at the center of the garden, her gown contrasting beautifully with the vibrant flora, was Bai Qingyue. Her aura was serene, majestic, and overflowing with life.

Lin Yuan walked toward her, the crushing weight of his Soul Transformation aura entirely suppressed to allow the delicate flowers to survive his passing. He stooped down, his jade-like fingers gently plucking a vibrant, golden-purple blossom that perfectly mirrored the color of his own Dao Intent.

He held the flower out to her as she opened her eyes.

"’When the winter snow yields to the blossoming plum, the Heavens decree the birth of enduring fortune.’ The blooming of these flowers is a sign that the darkest winters of our path have broken."

Bai Qingyue smiled, a radiant, breathtaking expression that eclipsed the golden sunlight. She reached out, her delicate fingers brushing against his as she accepted the flower.

"When the roots are nourished by a true sovereign, the blossoms will endure for a thousand epochs, untouched by the frost of the abyss." Bai Qingyue whispered, bringing the fragrant blossom to her chest, right above where their child rested.

They shared a look of absolute, unspoken understanding. The war for the world awaited them, but in this isolated, blooming sanctuary, their foundation was perfectly unified.

Lin Yuan turned his gaze toward the majestic Rank 8 Golden Immortal Beast resting peacefully amidst the newly grown apricot trees. The creature’s Celestial Jade horn pulsed with a soft, rhythmic light, completely undisturbed by the immense fortune it was bathing in.

"It’s time to leave," Lin Yuan said, helping Bai Qingyue to her feet.

They approached the magnificent creature, mounting its broad, golden-scaled back with practiced grace. Lin Yuan wrapped his arm securely around his wife, settling her comfortably against his chest. He sent a telepathic pulse of his intent into the beast, transmitting the final coordinates of the hidden Sacred Grounds.

The Rank 8 Golden Immortal Beast let out a low, majestic purr that vibrated the very air.

The Celestial Jade horn ignited with a blinding, transcendent silver light.

The spatial fabric of the mountain peak violently, seamlessly folded inward.

Reducing the earth to a single step!

Whoosh!

The beast executed the true Earthfold Step. The blooming mountain, the singing birds, and the creeping demonic miasma of the Central Continent vanished in an instant, leaving them suspended in the tranquil, friction-less tunnel of the spatial fold, hurtling directly toward the Sacred Grounds.