Cultivation is just so scientific! Chapter 1576 - 834: Reunion (Part 2)

Observe the position of Yin Shilan’s cavern dwelling right now; it towers above every summit within the Thousand Illusion Sect.

The practice method gripped by Li Shiming surely surpasses the "Thousand Illusion Technique" utilized by the Thousand Illusion Sect.

"I nearly overlooked it—this space feels too confined. I’ll bring forth the cultivation method outdoors!" Li Shiming exclaimed, smacking his forehead.

Ren Fei’er stood stunned, shooting a quick look toward the cave. While the cavern’s interior wasn’t overly spacious, she struggled to fathom how a single cultivation technique could possibly cram it full.

Li Shiming reached out to Yin Shilan, who offered a soft smile and willingly placed her hand in his for a clasp. Together, hand in hand, they stepped out of the cave.

Ren Fei’er stomped in frustration before rushing after them in haste.

Li Shiming gestured toward a nearby open area beside the cave, causing a cluster of 'Luminous Golden Flowers' to disappear and uncover a smooth expanse of terrain.

His awareness delved into the Heavenly Person Cave Heaven. From there, he retrieved the Book Collection Pavilion and the Treasure Pavilion, setting them down upon that cleared ground.

A resounding 'boom' echoed as the pair of structures materialized before the two women, leaving them breathless with awe at the incredible display.

"Brother-in-law, is this the cultivation technique you spoke of?" Ren Fei’er inquired, gesturing toward the lofty edifice marked as the Book Collection Pavilion.

"I transported this from a major sect during my journeys abroad, and afterward, I gathered all the cultivation manuals I obtained into this Book Collection Pavilion, paired with the Treasure Pavilion!" Li Shiming clarified, grinning broadly.

Li Shiming bestowed permissions to Yin Shilan and Ren Fei’er, permitting them to access any tome suited to their current cultivation levels, while barring those far beyond their grasp.

"Lan’er, I must spend some moments refining spirit elixirs for you. Why don’t you and Ren Fei’er explore the tomes in the meantime!" Li Shiming observed Yin Shilan’s eager gaze fixed on the Book Collection Pavilion and suggested gently.

He had just come to the realization that he lacked any spirit pills for the Golden Core Middle Stage, since he never anticipated that, after a full century of separation, Yin Shilan’s progress would remain modest, still lingering at Golden Core Middle Stage.

He had assumed that, given Yin Shilan’s exceptional aptitude and the supplies he provided, breaking through to Nascent Soul Stage was entirely feasible. At minimum, she ought to have attained Golden Core Peak.

As a result, he carried no third-grade spirit pills tailored for Golden Core Middle Stage, having discarded those he once made during his time overseas.

Luckily, the Treasure Pavilion he obtained was stocked with plentiful third-grade spirit herbs. With prompt alchemy efforts, he could generate vast amounts of third-grade spirit pills to fuel Yin Shilan’s advancement.

"Please don’t exhaust yourself!" Yin Shilan urged, her voice laced with mild worry.

Li Shiming gave her a tender shove, ushering her toward the entrance of the Book Collection Pavilion.

Yet Yin Shilan’s concern struck him as utterly amusing. A mighty Great Cultivator tiring from brewing third-grade spirit pills? That would truly be the most ridiculous tale imaginable.

He summoned twenty-six third-grade pill cauldrons, including ten from his earlier days that he preserved as keepsakes, unaware they’d soon prove useful once more.

The remaining sixteen third-grade pill cauldrons owed their presence to the Treasure Pavilion; this was the Fuliu Sect’s repository, tasked with furnishing all vital assets for a grand sect. Though devoid of fourth-grade variants, it brimmed with a substantial array of third-grade ones.

The twenty-six third-grade pill cauldrons hovered before him, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he drew them into the mechanical realm.

These third-grade pill cauldrons were notably more compact than their fourth-grade counterparts.

Next, he organized the twenty-six third-grade pill cauldrons across three tiers, almost completely occupying the mechanical space.

Following that, loads of third-grade spirit herb ingredients were funneled from the Treasure Pavilion straight into the mechanical domain.

He forged third-grade spirit pills at a blistering, almost inconceivable speed, figuring that the Treasure Pavilion’s stock of third-grade spirit herbs would sustain him for merely five days.

In essence, across those brief five days, he’d be able to refine more than three thousand batches of third-grade spirit pills.

Patriarch Ge and Ancestor Zhan beheld the spectacle as the mountain summit ascended skyward, then suspended itself aloft, soon after shrouded in a protective array that sealed off any glimpse into its depths.

Should several formation experts collaborate, backed by hefty resource expenditures, the Thousand Illusion Sect could perhaps hoist a mountain into the skies.

Yet never with the casual ease of Li Shiming, whose feat—from initial lift to secure hover—unfolded in scarcely over half an hour.

Though the two patriarchs grasped the underlying mechanics, even as the Thousand Illusion Sect lacked the means for such extravagance, their awe was tempered by a touch of limitation.

Still, for the rank-and-file cultivators of the Thousand Illusion Sect, witnessing a mountain abruptly floating overhead delivered a staggering jolt.

Particularly for those who had once harassed the two women dwelling in the cavern atop that peak, terror gripped them, sending chills racing down their spines and prickling their scalps.

"This elevated peak stands as the sect’s sacred forbidden area. No disciple shall venture near; any who defy this will face immediate banishment!" Ancestor Zhan’s decree boomed throughout the sect.

Once Ancestor Zhan issued his command, he produced a messaging talisman and started reaching out to fellow patriarchs.

Li Shiming’s abrupt reappearance unleashed tremendous turmoil across Beishu Continent.

The Shushan Sect bore the brunt of this shock, given that Li Shiming had once been their own disciple. While the Shushan Sect publicly insisted Li Shiming departed of his own accord, the true circumstances were well-known among Beishu Continent’s prominent sects.

Compared to his former self, Elder Su from Heavenly Eye Peak now appeared markedly older, his once-vibrant vigor faded away.

Li Shiming’s exit had struck a heavy blow to him.

He comprehended the reasons for Li Shiming’s flight. In time, he discovered the patriarchs’ scheme to wrest the Cave Heaven Secret from Li Shiming, a temptation too potent to resist.

For Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators on Beishu Continent, who languished in stagnation, the promise of further breakthroughs made even drastic measures feel warranted.

Despite the patriarchs’ assertions that their motives served the sect’s greater good, Elder Su recognized it as selfish ambition.

Li Shiming had been a true son of the sect; his rising power would have enriched the sect manifold.

Aware of Li Shiming’s noble character, Elder Su was convinced that his disciple would have repaid the sect’s nurturing a hundred times over.

But the patriarchs’ ruthless actions not only squandered the chance to claim the Cave Heaven Secret but also banished Li Shiming from their fold.

Upon learning of Li Shiming’s comeback to Beishu Continent, Elder Su first intended to seek him out without delay.

Ultimately, he refrained, ashamed to confront his former pupil—the Shushan Sect had wronged Li Shiming deeply, and he had failed to shield his disciple, abandoning him to wander solo.

Over the past hundred years, ceaseless anxiety about Li Shiming plagued him, especially since a decade of silence confirmed his crossing of the vast sea.

Traversing that perilous ocean at Golden Core Stage—a voyage where even Nascent Soul experts couldn’t guarantee survival without a known path—was deemed a virtual suicide mission.

This ordeal had nearly morphed into his personal heart demon, halting all further strides in his cultivation path.

"Master, have there been tidings about Junior Brother?" A statuesque woman entered, her bold tone echoing through the cave chamber and causing a faint quiver in the air.

On any typical occasion, Ye Jingxian would have earned a stern scolding from Master Elder Su for such brash speech.

"Shiming is back; reports claim he’s hit Nascent Soul Middle Stage, and even Venerable Huike along with Elder Li couldn’t bar him from heading home!" As Elder Su uttered 'heading home,' his face twisted from elation to sorrow.

A prodigy of such caliber rightfully belonged to the Shushan Sect, but Li Shiming’s reentry into Beishu Continent—though he might grace the Shushan Sect with a visit—marked no homecoming; that place held no warmth for him anymore.

"Where’s Junior Brother? I’ll seek him out this instant!" Ye Jingxian declared, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

She herself had advanced to Golden Core Middle Stage, teetering on the edge of Golden Core Middle Stage Peak.

Deep down, Li Shiming’s leap to Nascent Soul Middle Stage came as no shock to her.

Long before, she had forged her Golden Core ahead of him, only to see him catch up and overtake her, widening the divide with each breakthrough.

She had strived to close the gap, but Li Shiming’s feats grew ever more dazzling, filling her with nothing but admiration for her junior.

"Shiming’s initial move upon arrival was likely straight to the Thousand Illusion Sect!" Elder Su surmised, drawing from his insight into Li Shiming’s nature.