Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 925: Removing the First Seal on the Sun

Telling time by looking at the sun had been a privilege reserved solely for the people of the Ember Legacy Dynasty. It was meticulous work that demanded regular upkeep. With the fall of the Ember Legacy Dynasty, the timekeeping function of the sun vanished as well.

Whenever Yun Zhi approached the sun in the past, she had always been stopped by the Immortal Dao chain that Wu Yao had left behind. This time, things would be different.

Flipping her palm upward, Dao charm surged forth and stirred spatial ripples as if the space had come alive. Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng heard what seemed like the sound of the Great Dao drifting from the horizon’s edge—ethereal and crystalline, its meaning unclear.

An unseen force coalesced in Yun Zhi’s palm, gradually taking the shape of a key with a long handle.

Sensing the presence of the Immortal Dao chain, the key flew forth of its own accord, going close and resonating with it.

The Immortal Dao chain shook, and Wu Yao’s voice rang out, so vigorous and full-throated that not even the vacuum of the universe could stifle it. “You f*cking *********”

A torrent of profanities followed, unbearably coarse to the ear. They were so vile that if Wu Yao had dared show himself before Yun Zhi in that moment, she would have felt compelled to punch him in the face immediately.

Had she known that breaking the seal would result in such an “unusual phenomenon,” she would never have brought Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng along.

Yun Mengmeng thought, The people in the outside world are truly something else—even their invectives never repeat themselves, unlike me. When I’m pushed to the brink, I can only curse, “You’re a bad peach.”

Having a feeling that the tirade wouldn’t be ending anytime soon, Yun Zhi had no choice but to encase Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng in another layer, ensuring that the three leaders of the Everlasting Lineage could no longer hear the curses.

After the stream of invectives finally ceased, the Immortal Dao chain gradually dimmed, then disappeared without a trace.

The solar power that had been sealed for two hundred thousand years burst forth. Waves of energy billowed, flames soared to the sky, and Solar True Fire leaped and danced with such intensity that even a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator would be reduced to ashes in the face of such power.

Those pioneers of the Radiant Sun Creed orbited the sun and weathered fiery trials, but ultimately failed to survive the final test. The unleashed solar power incinerated them until not even a speck of them remained.

As the solar power spread outward, numerous cultivators sensed the overwhelming impact.

However, those who felt it most keenly were cultivators specializing in cultivating solar power. They could clearly perceive the increase in the sun’s emitted power, now incredibly dense. Their cultivation methods could even begin circulating autonomously, greedily absorbing this energy, expanding their meridians, and flooding their bodies.

Some cultivators even seized this opportunity to break through their bottlenecks, achieving significant improvements in their cultivation realms.

Meng Jingzhou trembled, as if he was about to lose control of himself. Only after dousing himself with barrel after barrel of ice water transported from the depths of the Extreme North could he temporarily suppress the burgeoning desires within him.

“What the hell is going on?!” Meng Jingzhou could sense his Single’s Spirit Root ravenously absorbing the solar power, intensifying the desires in his heart.

“Brother, stop absorbing! If you keep this up, I really won’t be able to hold on!” Meng Jingzhou wanted to cry, but had no tears. Why didn’t I encounter such an uncanny event while at home, only to face it as soon as I returned to the sect?

The sun had suddenly erupted with solar power, bathing his Single’s Spirit Root in its power. Across all generations of individuals with the Single’s Spirit Root, none had ever experienced something like this. Why did it have to happen to me?

Admittedly, the strengthening of my spirit root enhances me in every aspect—my Basic Transcendent Tribulation cultivation realm has grown more solid, my spirit energy reserves in my dantian have expanded, and my meridians, qi and blood, mental power, and primordial soul...have all undergone transformation.

“But I don’t need this!”

Meng Jingzhou hastily sat in meditation, silently reciting Buddhist heart mantras to view females as mere skeletons with rouge. He began to acquire the bearing of an enlightened senior monk.

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Wu Yao’s seal only affected the solar power, not the sun’s temperature. Even if the seal was broken, it wouldn’t make summers hotter or melt the glaciers in the Extreme North.

“Senior Immortal Fairy, can you sense the Nine-Layers Immortal here?” Yun Zhi asked, wondering if the Nine-Layers Immortal was hiding within the sun.

“Nine-Layers, are you there?!” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy shouted at the sun.

There was no response except for the swaying of the chain left by the Midheaven Emperor-Lord.

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy frowned, realizing the chain blocked sound.

“In that case, let’s wait until we find the Midheaven Emperor-Lord and have him undo the first seal.” Yun Zhi had anticipated such a situation and had simply thought it wouldn’t hurt to try.

“By the way, Big Senior Sister, if only the Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s seal is left, does that mean that cultivators can obtain all the solar power by praying to him?”

Yun Zhi shook her head. “That won’t work. It may be that sufficient faith power has been collected, or perhaps for other reasons, the Midheaven Emperor-Lord no longer absorbs faith power, removing this method of acquiring solar power through praying.

“The current chain merely seals the sun.”

Yun Mengmeng remained silent throughout. The topics that Big Boss, Second-in-Command, and Little Zhi are discussing are too profound. I can’t understand anything.

As I thought, there’s a reason I’m only Third-in-Command—my knowledge is terribly lacking.

Yun Mengmeng seemed to have found a goal to work toward and asked the Everlasting Immortal Fairy excitedly, “Big Boss, if I study hard, will I have a chance to become Second-in-Command?”

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy shot her a sidelong glance. “If you continue harboring such rebellious thoughts, you’ll be Fourth-in-Command.”

“Oh.”

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After dropping Lu Yang and Yun Mengmeng at Heaven’s Gate Peak, Yun Zhi headed to the imperial city alone to look for the Xia Emperor, without informing anyone.

“Did you say that you want to find some death-row prisoners for experiments?” The Xia Emperor stared at Yun Zhi in shock. This is the first time Yun Zhi has requested something like this from me.

“Just find one first to verify a hypothesis.”

With a wave, the Xia Emperor issued a decree to the Ministry of Justice to select a death-row inmate for Yun Zhi, instructing them to supply her with as many as she wished in the future.

Yun Zhi sealed the death-row prisoner’s cultivation and speech, then left the imperial city, bringing him to a thatched hut on a nearby hill.

Setting him down, she kindly filled him in on historical knowledge. “Do you know the Ember Legacy Dynasty?”

After a quarter of an hour, the person she was waiting for didn’t come. Yun Zhi had no choice but to leave the bewildered prisoner behind and depart.

Concealing her aura, she waited on the hillside, at its foot, and even from a distance, yet the person still didn’t appear.

Returning to the thatched hut after an hour, she found a large hole in the hut. Directly beneath the hole, the death-row prisoner had been annihilated, with death permeating the air.

Yun Zhi fetched another death-row inmate from the Ministry of Justice and repeated the method, leaving him in the thatched hut and filling him in on historical knowledge.

Despite waiting in the thatched hut for two hours, the person she was waiting for still didn’t show up. Yun Zhi had no choice but to depart.

By the time she returned to the thatched hut, she found another hole, and the second death-row prisoner was also dead.

“It’s useless even if I conceal my aura—she can still sense that I’m nearby?” Yun Zhi mumbled, fetching a third death-row prisoner from the Ministry of Justice.

To test her conjecture, she repeated the method. After filling the prisoner in on historical knowledge, she hid in the shadows.

Still no movement.

When she left the hill and returned, she found that the hilltop was leveled; the thatched hut and the death-row prisoner had vanished. All that remained was a slip of paper.

Do you never stop?!