Chapter 807: 484: Entering the Heavenly Core Today!

Chapter 807: Chapter 484: Entering the Heavenly Core Today!

“However, I have just grasped the meaning of heaven and earth and need a few days to adjust my state. It would be better for you, senior, to use this object to recover your injuries first,” Chen Yuan said.

“Very well.”

Moluo nodded slightly, not insisting.

Because what cannot be forced cannot be achieved; the most important aspect of cultivation is stability.

Chen Yuan was not in a rush to break through. The vicinity of Blood Lake is scarcely populated, keeping disturbances away, and there will be no one to interrupt him during critical moments.

Of course, even if there were interruptions, he wouldn’t be afraid.

Moreover, only a month had passed since he left the Capital, and there was still ample time before the deadline Zhang Yantong had given him.

There was no need to rush the breakthrough now.

After speaking, Chen Yuan rose from the Lotus while Moluo sat slowly onto it, smiling subtly. Staying by the side of a Heavenly Favored person also brings fortune.

Now is the time.

Sitting cross-legged, as soon as Moluo sat down, he entered into meditation. A formless power began to envelop him as Chen Yuan smiled and closed his eyes as well.

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Days passed, with Chen Yuan continuing to comprehend the lingering Dao Yun, his own aura becoming more harmonious, while Moluo’s aura became even more ethereal.

During this time, no one came to disturb them. The commotion caused by Chen Yuan’s earlier breakthroughs went unnoticed, and everything headed toward stability.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

On this day, when the midday Yang Qi reached its peak, Moluo opened his eyes. His aura had considerably recovered compared to before.

Simultaneously, Chen Yuan also opened his eyes.

They exchanged knowing smiles, and Chen Yuan nodded and said:

“How are your injuries, senior?”

Moluo, with a composed expression, replied:

“After three days of seclusion here, the injuries on this poor monk’s Primordial Spirit have nearly half recovered.”

Chen Yuan:

“Congratulations to you, senior.”

This was heartfelt, as Moluo was closely linked to him—the better Moluo recovered, the safer Chen Yuan felt. He believed that as long as a Sixth Realm Immortal did not appear,

with the power of Moluo’s possession, they could traverse the world.

“I must thank you for this opportunity, friend.”

“You exaggerate, senior. I dare not take credit,” Chen Yuan pondered.

Perhaps this place indeed aided Moluo’s recovery, but he believed a significant reason was the Ascending Immortal Fruit, which the Daoist Divine Palace’s Daoists valued highly—its effect couldn’t be negligible.

It is more likely that during Moluo’s seven days of cultivation, he fully absorbed the power of the Ascending Immortal Fruit with the help of this place. Of course, this was just his conjecture.

Without Moluo’s confirmation, no one could be sure of the situation.

“However, the injuries that remain are not so easily dealt with,” Moluo said with a faint smile, continuing.

“Oh?”

“Next, I fear I will have to leave alone for a while,” Moluo said softly.

“Where do you intend to go, senior?”

Moluo’s gaze shifted northward, speaking softly:

“Beyond the Northern Barbarians.”

Chen Yuan nodded without saying more, realizing he couldn’t offer much help; the North was different from the South. Though this place was adjacent to the Southern Border, where Demons caused trouble,

at least, there have been no major incidents in over a century. The North was different; the Barbarians Clan knocked on the gates yearly, very dangerous. Unless Moluo insisted, Chen Yuan had no interest in going there.

His foundation was in the South.

Moluo seemed to understand this as well, which is why he mentioned leaving alone for some time.

“When do you plan to leave, senior?”

“In a few days,”

Moluo said.

“Alright.”

Moluo’s somewhat spectral Primordial Spirit Body slowly rose from the Lotus. As he stood up, the illusory Lotus began to disintegrate gradually, and after it fully collapsed,

the ancient tree trunk below also started to vanish gradually.

Chen Yuan and Moluo delved deeper into the lakebed, watching the ancient tree trunk, over a hundred meters long, dissolve, returning to its former state.

Chen Yuan slowly stepped forward, his gaze flickering.

The Yin Yang Qi that had surged into him was completely gone, not returning to him. He presumed that thing became the nourishment for the Netherworld Bone Tree.

Indeed, the fortuitous objects the Qi Fortune Altar directed him to often interconnected.

Just like this Yin Yang Qi and that bit of starlight.

Without these things, even if Chen Yuan found the opportunity, he wouldn’t have seen the miraculous change of this thing.

Everything was dictated by fate.

“Senior, can this object be taken?”

Chen Yuan pointed at the piece of withered wood rooted at the lake bottom.

Compared to before, this piece of wood was more decayed, seemingly having expended most of its power to assist Chen Yuan’s breakthrough. Nonetheless, it remained an extraordinary Spiritual Object.

Perhaps it might have some other use in the future.

Moluo slowly closed his eyes, placing a hand on the withered wood. After a long while, he slowly shook his head and said:

“This object cannot be taken. The ancient tree is connected to the earth, rooted thousands of meters deep. Though it appears short, it is vast, and even if taken,

it probably wouldn’t survive.”

“It seems this object is not fated for me.”

Chen Yuan smiled, realizing that if it couldn’t be forced, there was no need to insist; after all, the object would always remain here to be utilized when needed.

After confirming the object couldn’t be taken, they did not linger. Chen Yuan made some casual disguises before leaving the lakebed.