Junior Sister, I Really Have to Control You

If worst came to worst, he could claim the first forty-nine years and use them entirely to elevate the Qingxuan Scripture and the True Blood Secret Scripture, leaving the remaining bit of Cultivation time for the breakthrough. After all, breaking through to become a Daoist was a perilous and difficult process, not a time-consuming one.

Having made up his mind, Li Yinsheng temporarily pushed the matter of breaking through to the back of his mind and fully immersed himself in his Cultivation. This was the longest he had ever spent cultivating in a single session.

When Li Yinsheng opened his eyes again, his irises remained black, but the radiance swirling within them had turned completely azure.

”It’s been forty-eight years... nearly one hundred and fifty years of Cultivation,” Li Yinsheng slowly exhaled, murmuring to himself. ”The Qingxuan Scripture is at the Eleventh Layer now, and a completely stabilized Eleventh Layer at that.

”As for the True Blood Secret Scripture... this Cultivation Technique is honestly a bit absurd.

”Even though it’s inevitable that a Minor path progresses slightly slower than a Major Cultivation, adding the previous time to this session totals over eighty years of bitter practice. Yet, it has only just barely reached the Seventh Layer.

”The Qingxuan Scripture only took fifty years of bitter practice to reach the Eighth Layer, and the Ninth Layer took around seventy years. The True Blood Secret Scripture is powerful, but it’s far too difficult to train.”

But immediately after, Li Yinsheng shook his head. ”However... different Cultivation Techniques have their own unique systems for dividing layers. Although the True Blood Secret Scripture is only at the Seventh Layer...”

He casually swiped his hand through the air. The edge of his fair palm drew several white trails in the void, compressing and detonating the air in front of him before thrusting forward violently. The palm wind slammed into the lake’s surface hundreds of feet away. Amidst a deafening BOOM, a wave as tall as a four- or five-story building surged into the sky, before transforming into a pattering drizzle that splashed back into the lake.

”A casual strike from the Seventh Layer of the True Blood Secret Scripture is no weaker than the White Blade Skill at the Ninth Layer of the Qingxuan Scripture...” Li Yinsheng muttered to himself. ”From the looks of it, while the True Blood Secret Scripture and the Qingxuan Scripture each have their own merits, the upper limit of the True Blood Secret Scripture is somewhat higher.”

Of course, having a high upper limit didn’t mean it could actually be utilized. Compared to a high upper limit, a Cultivation Technique that allowed a Cultivator to achieve greater strength and higher Cultivation within the same amount of practice time was far more practical. After all, how many Cultivators could train their Cultivation Technique to its absolute limit? Ordinary people didn’t need to consider such matters at all. But Li Yinsheng had to consider it.

The Qingxuan Scripture was already at the Eleventh Layer. He still had fifty years of Cultivation left to claim from the three-hundred-thousand talismanic coins reward tier. Upgrading to the Twelfth Layer shouldn’t be difficult when the time came. And after that, the Qingxuan Scripture would hit its ceiling.

While it wasn’t impossible to continue practicing it, Cultivation Techniques were divided into layers because each layer represented a minor qualitative change. Once he reached the peak without a better technique to switch to, he would only be able to blindly accumulate Cultivation. Would he really have to shift his main focus to the True Blood Secret Scripture by then, flipping his Major Cultivation and Minor? Wouldn’t that be a complete reversal of the natural order?

However, he only briefly entertained the thought before setting the issue aside. Compared to what he would cultivate in the future, the immediate breakthrough to become a Daoist took precedence.