Forcibly attaching it will only have one outcome—death by exploding.
Fortunately, there's always a way out.
The divine power that cannot be contained by the body is not entirely useless.
A wisp of them escaped when Yu Qingyuan's martial soul awakened, washing away the family's inherited martial soul that should have awakened within him.
Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex?
It sounds quite imposing, and it's hailed as the number one beast spirit in the world.
But under the wash of that True Lord's divine power, it couldn't even hold on for a single breath before it "evolved" on the spot into a so-called Holy Dragon of Light.
However, what does the Holy Dragon of Light amount to?
Yu Qingyuan knew very well that in the magnificent Chinese mythology system of his homeland, this kind of Western lizard was not even worthy of being compared with the True Lord, let alone carrying the shoes of the divine beast under the True Lord's command.
Thus, under the continued transformation by that higher-level force, the form of the Holy Dragon of Light once again disintegrated and reformed.
Ultimately, it transformed into its current form.
Yu Qingyuan lowered his head and looked at the dog at his feet, which was entirely black and had starry eyes.
"Howling Sky".
This is its real name.
As for cultivation...
Yu Qingyuan raised his head and looked at the snow falling all around him, his heart at peace.
He was born with an unparalleled martial art imprinted in his mind.
The Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques.
No soul rings are needed to cultivate, temper the physical body, hone soul power, and condense the laws of heaven and earth.
only...
"Alas, the Dharma form is too strong, and the world is too weak. This cultivation speed is like a tortoise crawling."
Yu Qingyuan sighed, his voice carrying a hint of Versailles.
"Take your time, there's no rush."
He patted Xiaotian on the back, then turned and walked back to the simple wooden house.
The wind and snow intensified.
The door to the wooden cabin was gently pushed open and then closed behind it, keeping out the swirling snow.
The warmth inside the room instantly enveloped Yu Qingyuan's body.
The reason he chose to live alone in this far northern snow mountain instead of staying in the sect as a young master who is the center of attention is very simple.
Relying solely on the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" to grind things out is still too slow.
He walked to a corner of the wooden house, which was not covered by ice and snow, but was surrounded by several pieces of warm jade, exuding a strange warmth.
Within the small plot of land enclosed by jade, a few ordinary-looking herbs are growing lush and green, standing out starkly from the silvery-white world outside.
These were all ordinary herbs that he cultivated using the alchemical knowledge inherent in the "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques".
Yu Qingyuan casually picked a plant and handed it to his feet.
Without the slightest hesitation, the Celestial Dog opened its mouth and swallowed it whole, letting out a satisfied gurgling sound.
The medicinal power of ordinary herbs, after being transformed by the "divine beast" Xiaotianquan, can be purified into an extremely pure energy, which is then fed back to him to help him overcome the obstacles in the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts".
This is the real secret to his ability to maintain his cultivation progress in this world with scarce spiritual energy.
Feeling the renewed surge of soul power within his body, Yu Qingyuan's face revealed a satisfied expression.
Without realizing it, I've already cultivated to this level.
Level 28, just one step away from level 29.
This feeling of getting stronger step by step, steadily and practically, isn't bad at all.
After finishing his mental activity, Yu Qingyuan sat down cross-legged on the futon in the center of the room.
Since we're so close, let's go all out and make a final push.
He closed his eyes, and his soul power circulated wildly according to the route of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Technique," causing his blood and qi to surge and make a sound like a rushing river.
A moment later, Yu Qingyuan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted.
"open!"
boom!
An invisible wave of energy exploded outwards from him!
The tables and chairs inside the cabin were blown about, and the snow on the roof slid down in a flurry.
Level 29!
It's done!
At the very moment of his breakthrough, Yu Qingyuan sensed a completely different change.
The Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques, where nine is the ultimate number.
Every time the level reaches nine, it signifies a qualitative change.
This time, he was finally able to borrow a sliver of true power from the majestic image of the [Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun].
A golden vertical line suddenly lit up between Yu Qingyuan's brows, like a closed eye slowly opening!
Open the Heavenly Eye!
In an instant, an overwhelming pressure, seemingly not belonging to this world, surged into the sky, tearing apart the roof of the wooden house and soaring straight into the clouds!
The wind and snow in the sky paused for a moment, then transformed into a huge vortex, churning wildly.
The terrifying aura even caused the entire snow-capped mountain to tremble slightly!
"Woof!"
The celestial hound beside him excitedly raised its head and howled to the sky. Its bark was no longer an ordinary dog's bark, but rather carried a majestic and boundless air, like a dragon's roar.
Its jet-black fur stood on end, each hair shimmering with a faint glow. Its eyes, which held the essence of the Milky Way, were now as bright as day, as if real stars were being born and dying within them!
Its aura also rose steadily with Yu Qingyuan's breakthrough, revealing all sorts of extraordinary and miraculous qualities.
After a long while, the soaring momentum slowly subsided.
The golden vertical mark between Yu Qingyuan's eyebrows also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
He exhaled a long breath, feeling refreshed and invigorated, and his control over his own power reached a whole new level.
Is this what it feels like to initially fuse with a Dharma Aspect Martial Soul?
Even without using any soul skills, he is confident that no one of his level can be his match.
"Alright, alright, stop yelling."
Yu Qingyuan smiled and comforted the celestial hound that was still excitedly circling around him, then reached out and rubbed its big head.
After showing off, it's time to face reality.
He looked inward again, sensing the level 29 soul power barrier.
Solid and sturdy.
Reaching level 30 will likely not be an easy task.
After all, the spiritual energy of the world in Douluo Continent is far inferior to that of the mythical world in his memory, where gods roamed the land and demons flew everywhere.
At the current rate of cultivation, without any extraordinary encounters, it will probably take at least another year or two of hard work.
Too slow.
Yu Qingyuan frowned slightly.
I have to find a way to quickly break through to level 30.
His gaze unconsciously drifted towards the southeast direction outside the wooden house.
It's time to start making some plans.
Yu Qingyuan's gaze shifted from the southeast and landed on the small medicinal herb garden in the corner of the room.
A few ordinary medicinal herbs, lush and green, were a small comfort to him in this desolate snow-capped mountain.
But now, that comfort seems insufficient.
He shook his head.
For someone who has just broken through to level 29, the medicinal power of these herbs is already a drop in the ocean.
Taking it a step further will be difficult.
Yu Qingyuan's mind raced, and memories of his past and present lives flooded back like a tide.
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.
Douluo Continent...
This world is not some true desert of spiritual energy.
It possesses its own unique treasures.
Amazing herb!
Those miraculous herbs that grow in special places, a single plant of which can transform a person!
(End of chapter)