Chapter 163: The True Water Method of Primordial Unity of Morning Realization

The Unorthodox Taoist of a Supernatural World Tai Sword 2595 words 2026-03-30 14:12:19

"What did you expect?" Chiyin smiled, placing her delicate hand on Lu Qian's shoulder. Their figures vanished instantly.

When Lu Qian opened his eyes, he found himself standing inside a colossal grand hall.

Judging from the scenery outside the window, they were likely atop a pagoda once more.

"This is the Hexiac Pagoda, a secret transmission of the Ministry of Winter, connected to seventy-two Hexiac divine altars in other cities," Chiyin explained, leading the way ahead.

She had tied her hair up, exposing a snow-white neck, and her demeanor was poised and graceful.

The cultivators walking nearby all bowed to her respectfully.

"You are now a registered disciple. According to the order of joining, you rank eighteenth. You should address me as Senior Sister," Chiyin said, breaking into a smile of matchless beauty.

"Oh, Senior Sister Chiyin, you're back!"

A man's pleasantly surprised voice rang out from nearby.

Lu Qian turned to see a handsome man in white robes walking toward them, followed by several attendants.

"Greetings, Third Senior Sister."

"Hello, Third Senior Sister."

The two followers behind him bowed in succession.

"Hello, Sixth Junior Brother, Fifteenth and Sixteenth Junior Brothers," Chiyin said with a slight smile.

"You came back without even letting me know, Senior Sister, really," the handsome man said, looking at Lu Qian with surprise. "And this is..."

"This is the master's newly accepted registered disciple, Lu Qian. And this is your Sixth Senior Brother, Danshu." The last sentence was directed at Lu Qian.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Danshu."

Lu Qian exchanged greetings with them respectively.

"So you're Junior Brother Lu. Since you're Master's registered disciple, we're all family from now on. Feel free to come to Sky Capital Manor whenever you have time, or even if you don't," Danshu said with hearty warmth.

"Junior Brother Danshu, I'm going to take Lu Qian to collect his cultivation technique first, we'll chat another day." Chiyin seemed less than thrilled with the man before her and used an excuse to leave.

"Alright, Senior Sister, take your care." Danshu did not pester them; instead, he bade farewell with a beaming smile, his attitude as refreshing as a spring breeze.

Chiyin's face remained as calm as still water until, after a long moment, she blurted out, "Be careful around him. That man is calculating."

"Understood."

Lu Qian surveyed the immense Scripture Pavilion before him.

All kinds of scriptures and ancient texts were classified and arranged across dozens of bookshelves.

A desk blocked the entrance at the front of the main hall.

The desk was completely bare, save for a single thick book.

Thump! Thump!

The book trembled, and an old man with a white beard flew out from within it.

"Senior Shu, I am here to exchange for the Qi-Refining chapter of the Primordial One True Water Revering Truth Technique." Chiyin handed over a token.

"Ah, a newcomer again?" the old man with a white beard chuckled, stroking his beard.

A jade scroll materialized in his hand.

Afterward, Chiyin led Lu Qian to a city.

This city was called Sun-Sky City.

It was Chiyin's place of residence. Since Lu Qian had not yet become a formal disciple and had not been assigned a dwelling, Chiyin simply had him stay in Sun-Sky City.

Inside the dwelling.

Within a gloomy and secluded secret chamber.

A Taoist priest in black was performing breathing exercises.

With each breath through his nose, wisps of Yin Qi continuously flowed in and out.

Lu Qian was cultivating the Primordial One True Water Technique.

The Primordial One True Water was the foundational method of the Ministry of Winter's lineage, containing methods up to the late stage of Qi Refining.

Anything beyond that could only be imparted to formal disciples.

The Primordial One True Water was known as the formless water, the root of all waters.

It possessed no inherent properties of its own, yet it could transform into any kind of true Qi.

In battle, it could mimic an opponent's true Qi.

Formless yet possessing form, its power was immense.

This technique was extremely difficult to cultivate; nine out of ten people failed to condense even a single drop of Primordial One True Water.

Lu Qian spent three days in secluded meditation before grasping a glimmer of the cultivation method.

That was to use the Oblivion True Water as an auxiliary aid.

The Oblivion Water was hailed as the Sacred Water of the Netherworld.

Long-term cultivation could temper the soul and physical body, improving one's aptitude.

With enhanced aptitude, regardless of the secret technique being practiced, one could easily gain mastery over anything else.

The yellowish Oblivion Water flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians.

Looking inward at himself, the meridians through which the Oblivion Water flowed became pristine, exuding the luster of fine jade, flawless and immaculate.

He silently recited and visualized the precious diagram.

The visualization for the Primordial One True Water Technique was the Return to the Ruins, the ultimate destination of all waters.

Within the vast and boundless sea of consciousness, a huge blue vortex spun.

The vortex rotated unceasingly, gathering seawater from all eight directions.

This was the bottomless valley in the ocean, the converging point of all waters.

Since Lu Qian's original cultivation method was already rooted in condensing true water, gaining an entry-level understanding was relatively easy.

Coupled with the tempering of the Oblivion True Water, he successfully condensed the visualization diagram, formed a single drop of formless water, and broke through two levels of the technique consecutively.

Lu Qian discovered something: the formless water could be transformed into Oblivion Water.

Then, using the more proficient Oblivion Water combined with that drop of transformed Oblivion Water to complete a full circulation cycle,

that droplet, when converted back into Primordial One True Water, would experience a certain degree of growth.

After cultivating for an unknown length of time, a roar echoed from within his body.

Before Lu Qian's eyes, an image of all waters flowing into the Return to the Ruins seemed to appear.

The Primordial One True Water could finally complete a full macro-circulation cycle.

Lu Qian sensed the mysterious golden mirror in his mind.

Primordial One True Water Revering Truth Technique (Great Accomplishment: 1/500)

The current cultivation progress of the Primordial One True Water was equivalent to the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

A single scale mark was equivalent to one strand of Primordial One True Water.

A strand of true water was not a single drop; Primordial One True Water was not measured in drops.

One could imagine how difficult it was to raise the scale marks of this spell.

A strand of formless true water circulated along the great heavenly orbit.

After a full circle, it converged into the Huiyin acupoint.

This water was not stored in the Dantian, but rather filled three hundred and sixty-five acupoints.

Once all three hundred and sixty-five acupoints were filled, followed by condensing evil and refining gang qi, he would be only a step away from the Dao Foundation realm.

"I can report back now." Lu Qian stood up.

He had already fulfilled the conditions for promotion to a formal disciple.

With this in mind, Lu Qian stepped out of his dwelling and flew toward Chiyin's manor.

On the mountain in the outskirts of the city.

Green hills, clear waters, lush vegetation and trees.

A lone garden stood quietly here.

The mountain was heavily guarded at the base, with Dao-soldiers patrolling among the trees.

Inside the dwelling.

Chiyin had just finished bathing, her snow-white skin glistening with tiny water droplets, wearing only a light undergarment, her full breasts poised to burst forth.

She lay lazily on the bed, her posture graceful, when somehow, she thought of Lu Qian, who had been in secluded cultivation for a month.

"Surely Lu Qian doesn't think he can master it just by going into seclusion," Chiyin frowned slightly, her slender fingers unconsciously toying with a strand of hair.

"The Primordial One True Water cannot be mastered simply through bitter toil. I'll remind him in a few days to keep him from taking a wrong turn."

Through their interactions over this period, she found Lu Qian to be a highly talented individual, and she did not want to see him stray down misguided paths.

Wiping her body dry, Chiyin began her own cultivation.

Her hands formed the dragon-script incantation from the Supreme Golden Lock Interlinked Invisibility True Secret.

This incantation was divided into Yin and Yang escape techniques, as well as five methods encompassing Heaven, Earth, Dragon, Tiger, and Man.

Currently, she was stuck at the Dragon bottleneck.

Once this bottleneck was broken, she could catch a glimpse of the Heaven and Earth techniques required for the Dao Foundation.

For some reason, ever since she heard Lu Qian's words that day,

Chiyin always felt that the divine dragon lacked a trace of true intent.

Perhaps the reason she had delayed entering the Dao Foundation realm for so long was precisely because of this.

"Maybe I should try the Flood Dragon?" Chiyin thought to herself.

Rather than chasing after something illusory, it was better to seek something tangible and visible.

When cultivated to its extreme, its power would not be inferior either.

She would have to consult Lu Qian about this; he had a profound understanding of this path.

Just as she was thinking this, a fluctuation rippled from outside the dwelling.