Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 311 - 310: Breakthrough to Yunling Realm

Chapter 311: Chapter 310: Breakthrough to Yunling Realm

In the Soul Palace, the Divine Soul manifested, and the Divine Soul state of Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes.

He looked down at himself, and his entire Divine Soul appeared translucent, like a wisp of blue smoke, as if a breeze could disperse it.

"A Divine Soul that hasn’t been nurtured is indeed fragile. Trying to break the Soul Palace with one’s own power is simply wishful thinking."

Zhong Lin shook his head, with a knowing expression.

The Divine Soul rests in the Soul Palace, floating and wavering, like a wandering ghost in the human world. Without the protection of the Soul Palace, a gust of wind could likely blow it away.

The Yunling Realm’s purpose is to break open the Soul Palace, then nourish the Divine Soul with essential blood and condense it with Spiritual Origin, constantly strengthening it.

Martial Artists in the Yunling Realm have robust Divine Souls, clarity of mind, and a vast increase in comprehension abilities with every thought.

When the Divine Soul is enlarged to a certain extent, "Divine Thought" can be nurtured, akin to "Divine Sense" in immortal cultivation novels of past lives, sweeping with a thought, all becomes clear.

In battle, Soul Power can further be integrated; between punches and kicks, Soul Power resonates, greatly enhancing power, specifically attacking the Divine Soul. Martial Artists below the Yunling Realm lack even the qualification to fight against it; a mere glance could make them retreat.

Moreover, within the Soul Palace, the Lifebound Spiritual Artifact can be nurtured, which is the true extension of a Martial Artist’s limbs.

With this in mind, Zhong Lin hesitated no longer, grabbing at the void with his right hand, and a longsword appeared in his hand.

Unlike the ephemeral nature of the Divine Soul itself, the longsword in Zhong Lin’s hand seemed almost tangible, exuding a vigorous Sword Intent.

Gazing at the cage imprisoning him, Zhong Lin’s eyes seemed to burn with flames.

Step, step!

He walked forward, raising the longsword.

"Long River, Setting Sun."

Chant!

The clang of the sword resounded in waves, and where the Sword Radiance passed, large milky-white air clusters compressed and exploded, a grand sword momentum surged skyward, like a hidden dragon rising, shaking the wind and thunder.

The Sunset Sword Technique is a Heavenly Level Low Grade Martial Arts, inspired by the golden crow’s eastern search, the great sun falling from the sky. Its Sword Intent is fierce and boundless, sharp and harsh, containing the rules of heaven and earth, unstoppable by mortals, adept at breaking strong defenses, and is the most lethal killing technique.

If the previously acquired Heavenly Level Martial Arts, Sword Technique, was about "force," then the Sunset Sword Technique is about "momentum."

Unstoppable, a strike from heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The sound of the sword thundered like a storm.

A chaotic silver-white Sword Radiance erupted from Zhong Lin’s hand, where it passed, everything was calm, without a ripple of disturbance.

The sword’s clang was deafening, yet it gave a sense of silence, its Divine Intent reaching the extreme.

It was like the golden crow setting in the west, an overwhelming path, yet calm and unbroken.

But where the sword light swept, small slits were torn in the space, like a giant net enveloping the world in a sea of sword light.

Tear!

A crisp sound suddenly rang out, as the cage-like Soul Palace was abruptly torn apart by the Sword Qi and Sword Radiance descending like the sky.

Without any resistance, it instantly pierced through all obstacles, slashing onto the copper and iron walls of the Soul Palace.

The cage shattered in an instant, revealing a vaster world before him.

Rushing sound!

Rushing sound!

The Divine Soul stood quietly in the void space, with the cage breaking, the gates of the Soul Palace opened, revealing two boundless long rivers before his eyes.

One river was entirely blood-red, like a Blood Dragon, emitting infinite heat waves, surging forward.

The other river was entirely dark black, light and ethereal, with the Five Elements rotating and Yin Yang changing within.

Zhong Lin showed no panic, the longsword in his hand disappeared, and he opened his arms to quietly welcome the arrival of the two rivers.

The Blood River was his Qi-Blood, while the Black Water was his Spiritual Origin.

With the opening of the Soul Palace and the manifestation of the Divine Soul, the next step was to nurture the soul with blood and condense it with Qi. The appearance of the two rivers signified Zhong Lin had finally broken through the realm.

The last small realm of the Transcendent Realm, the Yunling Realm, was achieved.

Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging Divine Soul Power in his Upper Dantian, a stream of Qi-Blood with Spiritual Origin pouring into his mind, overturning everything in the Upper Dantian, as if a giant was about to recreate heaven and earth.

With a gesture of his palm, that snow-white hand was empty, but in Zhong Lin’s eyes, he could see a swirl of Soul Power within.

Intangible, yet truly existing, surging with waves, waxing and waning.

"Soul Power, Divine Soul Power, this is the Divine Soul Power. I finally opened the Soul Palace and manifested Soul Power."

Zhong Lin was wildly ecstatic within.

With a thought, the Spiritual Origin from the Dantian surged, manifested outside the body, and was condensed by a mysterious power into Spirit Dragon, Spiritual Snake, Spiritual Tiger, Spiritual Crane, Spiritual Wolf, and innumerable beasts and birds.

With another tremor, the beasts and birds dissipated, transforming into weapons of swords and sabres.

"Good, good, good, I didn’t expect that after the manifestation of the Divine Soul, the manipulation of Spiritual Origin would be so exquisite," Zhong Lin exclaimed joyfully.

Previously, Zhong Lin’s manipulation of Spiritual Origin was like wielding a sledgehammer, though fiercely strong, it lacked finesse.

Now, even though it was still like wielding a sledgehammer, it was as if he could effortlessly forge a fine embroidery needle after wielding it.

The Spiritual Origin seemed to have no growth, but the power had doubled. Zhong Lin now had the confidence that even without using Soul Power, he could easily suppress his former self.

With a thought, he directly took out a Jade Box from his Storage Bracelet, where the long-kept "Jade Infant" lay.

"I’ve neglected you for so long, finally, I can use you."

Zhong Lin carefully opened the Jade Box, taking the "Jade Infant" that looked like a baby, with Divine Light flashing in his eyes.

Previously, to avoid wasting the medicinal power of the "Jade Infant," Zhong Lin resisted swallowing it to breakthrough. Now that the Soul Palace had opened and the Divine Soul had manifested, it was time to consume this Spiritual Medicine.

The "Jade Infant," resembling a ginseng fruit from a novel, made Zhong Lin feel at a loss for where to start.

But it was only for a moment; as Zhong Lin opened his mouth wide, the "Jade Infant" was directly swallowed into his stomach.

Wah!

Accompanied by a cry, the "Jade Infant" instantly crumbled and dissipated, finally turning into a stream of clear energy rushing into the Upper Dantian, entering through the great door, and pouring into the Soul Palace.

The Divine Soul in the Soul Palace abruptly opened its eyes and inhaled, absorbing this clear energy.

As the clear energy entered the body, the Divine Soul began to expand. If it had been a three-inch figure before, it was now about five inches tall, and its Soul Power had increased severalfold.

"Hiss! Has the Yunling Realm Beginner reached the peak? Just one step from breaking into the Middle Stage? Is this medicinal power so potent??"

Zhong Lin was momentarily dazed, then delighted beyond measure.

Cultivation in the Yunling Realm is divided into four stages: Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage, and Perfection, which are essentially the four stages of Divine Soul growth.

The newly manifested Divine Soul was extremely fragile, ethereal and dim, barely three inches tall; as cultivation progresses, the Divine Soul grows taller, roughly two inches per small realm, reaching ten inches at Perfection.