All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

This time, when I go to the Sacred Land, I should ask her for more Extreme Fire Golden Pills.

Su Bei? He does seem a bit like myself...

...

「At night, atop No-Sword Peak.」

Mo Li gazed at the Creation Pill before her and took a deep breath.

Then she swallowed it in one gulp, and an intense, fiery sensation immediately surged within her body.

The surrounding Spiritual Energy madly rushed towards her. In a trance, she seemed to perceive everything around her slowing to an extreme degree.

Her Sword Bone became even more crystalline. At this moment, her sword heart was transparent!

It was a sensation of evolving with the natural laws, yet she could perceive the profound mysteries of everything.

She could distinctly feel the melting and solidifying of every snowflake, sensing its transformation.

As a black swallow flew past, she could even make out the tiniest scars on its beak.

Everything in this state became slow yet crystal clear, as if she could see through all weaknesses and find all flaws.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Li's eyes. This feeling... it seems like a realm!

In my previous life, I had only heard of such a realm in legends!

The Zone of Perception!

Although it's just a trace, it's extremely rare!

Spiritual Energy continued to flow madly into her body, her cultivation realm climbing incessantly.

Foundation Establishment Realm: Early Stage Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage Foundation Establishment, Late Stage Foundation Establishment!

It wasn't until she reached Peak Foundation Establishment that it finally, barely, stopped.

Mo Li exhaled a long breath of turbid air and opened her eyes to find that dawn was already faintly breaking. She hadn't expected her breakthrough to take an entire night.

The snow fell with a soft rustle, yet everything around was utterly silent.

Looking at the sky, which was just beginning to show the light of dawn, and feeling the stickiness on her body—presumably the impurities expelled after the breakthrough—Mo Li got up and walked towards the Cold Pond Spring next to the thatched cottage.

Today, I must go to the Sacred Land.

I wonder if the Emperor of Dongfeng will disappear again in this life...

With the Zone of Perception in this life, the championship of the Twenty-One Provinces' competition is as good as mine.

...

Su Bei leaned back in the Cold Pool, silently feeling the water from the spring beside the thatched cottage wash over his body.

He had accidentally discovered that this Linglong Pearl was effective not only in certain Cold Pools with special properties but also in this ordinary spring water next to the cottage.

Threads of Immortal energy continuously expanded the meridians within Su Bei's body. He could feel his meridians gradually becoming stronger and more flexible.

After stretching his body and feeling that it was about time, he was just about to get up when a "DING!" suddenly resounded in his mind.

"Congratulations to the Host's second disciple for consuming a First Grass Creation Pill, successfully comprehending the Zone of Perception, and breaking through to Peak Foundation Establishment!"

"The system is conducting a random ten-thousand-fold feedback... Congratulations to the Host for receiving an eight thousand seven hundred-fold feedback!"

"Congratulations to the Host for gaining ninety-nine million experience points! Current realm: Early Stage Refining Void!"

"Congratulations to the Host for reaching the ultimate state of the Zone of Perception: the Microcosmic Realm!"

"Congratulations to the Host for receiving a system reward of ten consecutive draws, currently tallying!"

"Congratulations to the Host for receiving an apparently useless candle, a very mysterious-looking scroll of sheepskin, a box of extremely fine candied fruit..."

"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the purple reward: a pseudo-Supreme Yang Vein!"

"..."

In an instant, boundless Spiritual Energy swept over No-Sword Peak like a deluge, madly surging towards Su Bei's body, resembling a colossal waterspout formed from a spring.

The entire world was bathed in magnificent golden light. High in the firmament, a thunder tribulation began to brew, but for some unknown reason, it suddenly dissipated in an instant.

Exceedingly pure Spiritual Energy washed through Su Bei's body. Everything between Heaven and Earth seemed different.

Su Bei could clearly sense everything around him: his first disciple still drooling in deep sleep, the movement of every droplet in the spring, the condition of the black swallow in the sky, and his second disciple, without a stitch of clothing, walking towards the Cold Pond Spring...

Is this the Microcosmic Realm?

A microscope?

Su Bei had a strange expression on his face.

With this breakthrough to the Refining Void Realm, he could now truly command nature's spiritual energy for his own use. His Qi Sea had also expanded to more than twice its size when he was at the Half-Step to Reverie stage.

Su Bei made a rough estimate. Previously, fighting Luo Ritian would have required him to use his full strength. However, with this current breakthrough, combined with the recent days spent soaking in the Cold Pond to purify his meridians, if he were to utilize the Energy of Great Dao from his first disciple stored in his Qi Sea, wield the Qingping Sword in a state of selflessness, and use the Microcosmic Realm to find his enemy's weaknesses... then add the even more formidable Sovereign Sword to the mix, Luo Ritian probably wouldn't even withstand a single sword strike from him...

Although he didn't know which realm his current combat power could compare to, Su Bei was confident that he could fight opponents even at the Late Stage Refining Void, or perhaps even its peak.

Shaking his head to dismiss these other thoughts, Su Bei licked the corner of his mouth.

He felt a faint warmth flowing through his meridians; even sitting in this Cold Pond, he no longer felt any chill.

The Supreme Yang Vein?

Why is there a 'pseudo' prefix?

Could it be that, compared to a genuine one, his Supreme Yang Vein doesn't live up to the name?

Having read many novels, he naturally knew about the numerous limitations of such meridians. Perhaps this 'pseudo' prefix wasn't entirely a bad thing after all?