Chapter 374: 374 - Primordial creation seed Immediately after leaving the world of the mind with Linyue, Qingyi went in search of a cultivation room, which wasn’t difficult to find. The dragon people had many of these, far more than their population was even capable of coming close to using, and the vast majority were basically available for free use. During his search, he even heard some rumors about Jinrui’s failed attempt at treatment and his father’s punishment. A thousand years in prison where he wouldn’t be able to cultivate and would have to make copies of all the dragon people’s books, again and again. It was truly hellish, but a short time compared to his life expectancy. Qingyi didn’t think much more about those two. Jinrui was finished and when his father left his prison, he wouldn’t even have the chance to look Qingyi in the eye. Sighing, he entered the cultivation room; about two hundred square meters, surrounded by obsidian-black walls and illuminated by pure blue crystals. He immediately sat down cross-legged, opening his status screen and then clicking to improve his cultivation. He felt no pain, not even a single ride, not even a single movement of his Qi. He just felt as if he had been ripped out of his body, not unlike when he arrived at the Nascent Soul Realm. "I’m back in the sea of mind..." Qingyi spoke, feeling that warm, pleasant water on his naked body. With one smooth movement, he stood up, stretching his body and observing the world around him. An infinite sea, illuminated by an enormous orb of light. Inside this orb, there were exactly five types of Qi. The Qi of the sword, of lightning, of ice, of fire and then, of his lineage. That was his dantian, or to be more specific, the representation of his dantian in the sea of his mind. Qingyi stood up, raising a single hand towards the orb. It seemed miles away, but he was still able to touch and feel it. His senses, already extremely sensitive to Qi, became infinitely sharper, to a level where he could see every individual piece of Qi that formed the Qi lines of his own Qi. It was honestly absurd, something far beyond anything he could have imagined. "I can’t miss this chance," Qingyi muttered, retracting his hand and then extending it again. A sword appeared in his grasp, similar to the heaven-defying thunder sword, but in reality, only a pure form. His sea of mind was closed and he had no contact with Ruxue. Qingyi prepared this sword, assuming a defensive instance and then accessing the Qi in his dantian. Immediately, the orb in the sky shook, four types of Qi flowing from within it, forming a path towards Qingyi, entering his body without stopping. Having and moving Qi in a certain way was one thing, but understanding it was quite another. This was the breakthrough to the realm of the enlightened soul, a state of profound enlightenment whose duration was random and whose gains depended solely on talent. Qingyi could feel his mind clearer than ever, sensing every little bit of Qi entering his body. He then moved this Qi towards the sword he had formed, just as he had done before; fire, lightning and sword, forming a blade capable of cutting through everything. The big difference was that now he wasn’t simply overlapping them; he was fusing them directly, just as he had done with fire and ice to form his law. First, he worked on the inside of the blade, intertwining the Qi of fire and lightning, the temperature of both exploding to a heat capable of making even Qingyi’s soul uncomfortable, inferior only to the primordial chaos flame. Gritting his teeth, Qingyi continued to force out more and more Qi of fire and lightning, soon also imbuing that of the sword, passing it all over the blade, sharpening it more and more, uniting it to the heat released by the union of fire and lightning. It should have been impossible, or at least it would have taken countless attempts. But even so, in that state of enlightenment, he only needed a single try to fully understand how to master and use such a technique. "Just one more thing..." Qingyi finally touched his ice Qi, but he didn’t use it on his blade or fuse it with the other three types of Qi. He circulated it all over his body, little snowflakes appearing on his skin as that icy aura took hold of him. With a light step, he went forward. A tsunami of ice surged over his feet, serving as a plank and catapulting him forward at an absurd speed, his body breaking the speed of sound several times as he readied his sword. All the water for tens of kilometers in the sea of mind was frozen, but that didn’t last long. Qingyi’s sword left a trail of plasma as it cut through the air, swallowing everything around it, only failing to affect his body because of the thick film of ice it formed around him and of curse, his powerful body. The moment he finished his cut, an explosion occurred. All the ice melted immediately, barely having time to reach a liquid state before turning into steam. But that wasn’t all; in front of Qingyi, there was one more cut, a cut into his own sea of mind, which immediately shattered. [Your cultivation has increased! Third Stage of the Flowing Meridian Realm -> First Stage of the Enlightened Soul Realm] [You’ve had a great enlightenment!] [Your sea of mind has expanded!] [Affinity with sword Qi: 500 -> 1000] [Affinity with lightning Qi: 500-> 1000] [Affinity with fire Qi: 500 -> 1000] [Affinity with ice Qi: 500 -> 1000] [Your sword, lightning, fire and ice Qi affinities have merged! ] [Your spirit root has changed] [Three-colored spirit root (Sword, Lightning, Fire, Ice) -> Primordial creation seed spirit root (Sword, Lightning, Fire, Ice)] [Primordial creation seed spirit root. Description: A rare type of spiritual root, formed only by the perfect union of at least four types of Qi during birth, or else in rare cases of incomparable enlightenment. It is extremely compatible with the integration of new types of Qi. There are no reports of its existence, other than that of {{access denied}}]