Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 945 711: Feiyu Daoist Monarch's Backup Plan (Part 2)

"This proves far more advantageous to you than it does for me!"

Lu Xuanji explained, "In truth, Daoist Monarch Feiyu left it behind specifically for you."

Jin Xi replied, "I doubt that; Daoist Monarch Feiyu probably didn't plan that far ahead. We should split it between us—no need to complicate things!"

Lu Xuanji nodded, declaring, "Xi'er, I must enter seclusion now. I'll seize this chance to perfect the Mysteries! My current cultivation level falls short; only Tribulation Crossing Cultivators can truly command their fate!"

Jin Xi responded, "Only Tribulation Crossing Cultivators possess the strength to fight back. I must enter seclusion too!"

Exchanging glances filled with warmth, the pair lingered in a tender instant before parting to seclude themselves apart.

The Undying Demon Monarch lurked ready to strike anytime, eyeing them like a predator its quarry. Tension gripped the air intensely, sparing no room for sweet nothings or lingering love—just a quick exchange before each dove into seclusion, pushing toward greater heights.

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Within the Chaos Ancient Hall, he stepped into a Cave Mansion.

Lu Xuanji drew in a profound breath, then retrieved the Enlightenment Stone.

Positioned cross-legged atop the Enlightenment Stone, he sank into deep enlightenment. His Primordial Spirit stirred into action, grasping the Heavenly Dao Authority to perceive the Mysteries of Creation hidden in the void. Birth and ruin, the workings of existence, shifts in shapes, tides of time, immense evolutions—waves of realizations flooded in…

Countless realizations poured in via his spirit's workings.

His spirit whirled, enhancing his harmony with the Heavenly Dao.

Now, the Heavenly Dao resembled an open tome, pages turnable at whim, contents readable without barrier, pulling forth required wisdom.

The Heavenly Dao held boundless data beyond conception, endlessly birthing fresh insights. Lacking robust mental strength, anyone might drown in this vast sea of wisdom, slowly fading from self and merging into the Heavenly Dao's might.

From the Heavenly Dao's immense, intricate data streams, he picked out essentials for his path, drawing a mere sliver of valuable lore.

Buzzing sounds!

With info currents rushing in, Lu Xuanji sensed his harmony surging, easing the grasp of Mysteries tremendously.

Faced with the Undying Demon Monarch's menace, the Purple Mansion World's Heavenly Dao brimmed with anxiety. Amid this dread, numerous authorities loosened, slashing the hurdles to Mysteries comprehension and simplifying uptake.

"The Heavenly Dao lacks direct Mysteries of Creation… I must select fitting pieces from its endless data and forge them into the Mysteries of Creation!"

This truth dawned in Lu Xuanji's mind.

Cultivation advances gradually from all-knowing to all-powerful.

Knowledge forms the bedrock of Cultivation.

Cultivators need to command enormous troves of data; greater knowledge yields profound Law insights and personal epiphanies. Through steady refinement of this data hoard, they forge Supreme Divine Techniques, Mysteries, and matching Laws.

Yet, sheer volume of data and knowledge alone won't suffice.

Potent comprehension is vital to refine that data and knowledge into personal Cultivation and realm.

Data turns to Cultivation; wisdom shapes the realm—this defines the Cultivation path, the way of the mighty.

Cultivation resources matter greatly, yet remain secondary.

Plenty of resources speeds a Cultivator's power growth, shrinking a thousand years to mere decades. Lacking them stretches the timeline, but strengthening pace holds steady.

Without deep knowledge and data reserves, endless resources yield no true change.

It's like a pig gorging on endless feed, forever barred from becoming a tiger.

His comprehension soared, diving into the knowledge abyss, ceaselessly drawing data, distilling universal Mysteries… grasp of Mysteries of Creation deepened relentlessly, evolving without cease.

Seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent…

Crack!

Crack!

Suddenly, a thunderous clamor rang out, jolting Lu Xuanji from trance as he snapped open his eyes.

The Enlightenment Stone under him exploded into fragments, crumbling to dust.

His frame had slimmed down considerably, Qi and blood drained away, magical power utterly spent, giving him a look of profound exhaustion. Still, by circulating the cultivation technique, endless Spiritual Qi poured into his acupoints, slowly refined and transformed into his personal Qi, blood, and magical power. His drained body gradually restored itself to full strength.

Assessing his current state, Lu Xuanji noted that his insight into the Mysteries of Creation stood at ninety-nine percent, while his grasp of the Mysteries of the Celestial Blade had also hit ninety-nine percent, merely a tiny step shy of true perfection.

However, amid the chaos of battle, even that minuscule difference could decide everything.

"Just a little bit more, and it would be Harmonization Perfection!"

Lu Xuanji let out a soft sigh.

Deep down, though, he realized the opportunity still eluded him.

His steps blurred in a flicker as he emerged from seclusion, fingers ticking off the time—a full hundred years had slipped by.

Buzzing!

Suddenly, a fearsome burst of destructive Qi Force exploded outward. Sword Qi shot skyward, swirling in black and white hues, alternating between creation and annihilation. The Mysteries of Immortality and Mysteries of the Sword activated, as if on the verge of fusing together. At the peak of this outburst, the Sword Qi receded, revealing Jin Xi.

Jin Xi stepped forth in pristine white robes, her allure both captivating and distant, a chill threading through her stunning beauty. Her brows stretched long and elegant, eyes sharp and profound, shoulders sharp as blades, waist slim and graceful, body perfectly proportioned.

Her skin gleamed like fine jade, her form ethereal and mesmerizing, exuding peerless elegance. Subtle makeup lent an icy edge, her bare feet hovering three inches off the ground.

Over her head, waves of purple Destiny ebbed and flowed, forming a vast umbrella-shaped canopy.

It was evident she had fully refined the Qi Fortune Fruit, bestowing upon her supreme purple Destiny.

"I've mastered the Mysteries of Immortality, Mysteries of the Sword, and Mysteries of Yin and Yang. Lately, all three Mysteries achieved perfection, and now I'm prepared to challenge the Tribulation Transcendence Realm!" Jin Xi declared.

Lu Xuanji voiced his worry, "Xi'er, do you feel confident? The Harmonization Realm demands ongoing command over Heavenly Dao Authority, but the Tribulation Transcendence Realm requires slowly severing ties with that Authority, escaping the Heavenly Dao's shackles, and settling all karmic debts. Without solid assurance, trying for Tribulation Transcendence is incredibly perilous!"

"From what I've calculated, over nine thousand Harmonization Cultivators exist in the Purple Mansion World, but Tribulation Crossing Cultivators number fewer than a hundred. The risks and challenges speak for themselves!"

"My odds of breaking into Tribulation Crossing sit at about fifty percent!" Jin Xi replied.

"Fifty percent should suffice—just stay cautious!" Lu Xuanji advised.

Jin Xi nodded firmly. "I know!"

With those words, her figure blurred and vanished into the void, drawing the Chaos Ancient Hall into her Dantian as well.

Lu Xuanji's steps flickered too, positioning him in the void to watch silently.

Anxiety gnawed at him, yet his faith in Jin Xi's success overshadowed it.

A massive war loomed near; weakness meant death in the tribulation. Strength or oblivion—those were the only paths.

Jin Xi gazed upward into the void, unleashing her Secret Technique. Instantly, Tribulation Qi roiled wildly, myriad tribulations gathering into ominous clouds, golden flashes and silver lightning crackling within. They lingered briefly before unleashing ruinous forces down upon her, intent on obliterating all.

A sharp cry escaped Jin Xi as she invoked her Magic. Her aura surged upward, black and white Sword Qi erupting to strike back fiercely.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sword Qi collided with the thunderbolts, grinding against each other in a fierce deadlock, eroding bit by bit.

Before long, the Sword Qi overwhelmed and shattered the thunderbolts.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

But fresh waves of tribulation crashed down relentlessly, soon taking form as humanoid lightning figures, brandishing spears and charging with savage, unstoppable fury.