Shen Yuan exhaled as multiple elemental Qi gushed out of his mouth, a faint smile formed at the corner of his lips, “Truly, its one of a kind technique. And I still feel like I’m wasting its potential for not cultivating many techniques at once.”
[Imagine if it let you cultivate separate cores in each Dantian. The level of absurdness would have been unmatchable.]
“Yeah, but it would become complicated when I break through to the Nascent Soul Realm. What would I do with 365 extra souls? I’m pretty sure my foundation would have been ruined because of this if I had cultivated the technique like that.” He said before closing his eyes to meditate.
…
He continued meditating for some time, circulating the Primordial Yin from Shen Yuxin, Huo Rong, and Bing Rong among the swirling energies. Their combined Yin kept everything calm and stable, acting like an adhesive that prevented elemental friction.
Meanwhile, the Ever-Fused Core Pill continued to refine any leftover impurities or shaky transitions.
No true “second” or “third” core was created in these dantians. Instead, each mass of Qi grew dense enough to rival an Extreme Origin Core, lacking only the final crystallization.
After some time passed, Shen Yuan opened his eyes, gasping a breath that carried faint motes of power. A gentle wave of Qi rippled from him, rustling the edges of the Dual Cultivation Chambers.
Shen Yuan exhaled a sigh, “That… was intense, but it’s done. Each elemental Dantian stands at the apex of its pseudo–Extreme stage. Now they can finally be put to use.”
[You have finally finished your core cultivation. That took longer than I had expected.]
Shen Yuan stretched, feeling an electrifying sensation along his limbs. “Hmm~ How long has it been again?” He lightly asked.
[Around half a year since you started seclusion. So around 6 days in the outside world.]
Shen Yuan’s eyes flashed with surprise, “Hoh? It took longer than I had expected to reach this stage.”
[That’s not surprising, after all, you increase the cultivation base of 5 Dantians to the Extreme Origin Core Realm.]
“I guess thats true.” Shen Yuan nodded while standing up as he stretched, “Now that im done with cultivation, Intents are my next focus.”
[Haaa… you just don’t know how to take a damn break?]
Yue Lan’s helpless voice echoed in his mind.
“Haha, what do you mean by a break? This is fun to me. Each time my intent improves, it feels as if everything in my body improves with it. That pleasure is not something you can find in the everyday life.” Shen Yuan smiled lightly and said.
[So which intent will you focus on?]
Shen Yuan laughed out loud, “Hahaha, focus? Of course, all intents shall be improved to the fourth level. I won’t be behind these mere geniuses. All the weapon intents, elemental intents, and the Space intent will be improved.”
[…]
Yue Lan became speechless upon hearing his words.
[…Can’t you like take a rest sometime? Do you not know the meaning of the word slow?]
“Meh, my physiques can handle it. And my Dao Heart is strong enough to not be affected by this little hurdle.” Shen Yuan said with a grin.
[Haa… All right, unstoppable one, so you’re really about to comprehend all your Intents at once now? Doesn’t it ever get exhausting?
He flashed a mischievous smile. “Exhausting? Maybe for normal people. But for me, it’s exhilarating. Reaching the apex of pseudo–Extreme stage in all these dantians was just the warm-up. Now I want my Intents to match that level.”
He moved to a smooth patch of floor in the chamber, dropping into a comfortable seat again.
Around him, flickers of residual Qi still danced—embers of flame, arcs of lightning, gentle ripples of space, the faint glow of radiance, swirling gusts of wind.
“I’ve always believed each step forward in my Qi or dantians is only half the picture—my Intents have to keep up with my pace. With both cultivation and comprehension in tandem, my strength will soar exponentially.”
[Such a perfectionist. You recall that currently—ahem]
her voice took on a slightly teasing note,
[—all your Intents are at the second level, right?]
He nodded once, expression calm. “Indeed. Sword Intent, Saber Intent, Bow Intent, Halberd Intent, Axe Intent, Spear Intent, Scythe Intent… so many weapons, each stuck at second-level mastery. Then there are my Fire Intent, Thunder Intent, Radiant Intent, and Space Intent, also at the second level. Frankly, I have loads of room to grow.”
[Hah. Most top-tier disciples in your realm are proud if they master even one weapon or elemental Intent to the second level—and you’re brandishing nearly a dozen like it’s nothing. Now you want them at third or even fourth soon?]
He smiled wryly. “I’m not ignoring the difficulty. But yes, I do plan to push them all, at least to the third level. If possible, glimpses of the fourth for a few favored ones.”
[Spoken like a true madman pursuing impossibility.]
She let out a soft laugh.
[Fine. But you do remember each Intent demands unique comprehension—Sword is precision and momentum, Saber is raw force and unstoppable arcs, etc. This might take a while, even with your monstrous comprehension.]
Shen Yuan closed his eyes, inhaling a slow breath. “I’m not in a rush to do them all in the blink of an eye. But I want to begin now. I’ll cycle through each weapon Intent, then move on to the elemental ones. The synergy from having them at higher levels will feed back into my dantians, forging an overall higher ceiling for me.”
…
He started with the weapon Intents, letting each resonate in his mind’s eye. Shen Yuan’s spiritual sea formed a grand armory: swords, sabers, spears, halberds, axes, bows, scythes, and more, each floating in quiet readiness.
In his imagination, a single gleaming blade hovered amidst swirling winds of Qi.
He recalled countless sword forms, from gentle arcs to lightning-quick thrusts, each forging the concept of a perfect slash.
Slowly, Shen Yuan guided his perception deeper, seeking the hidden principle behind each sword stroke—penetrating further into the intangible meaning of “sharpness,” “precision,” and “intent.”
He took out a sword before he began performing all of his sword techniques, slowly guiding the flow of his will into the sword as his comprehension deepened with each swing of the sword.
…
“Haa, good finally the third level of the Sword Intent.” Shen Yuan exhaled a breath while sheathing his sword and placing it in his inventory.
“Now it’s time for the saber.” He said before taking out a wide, heavy saber.
…
He continued practicing one weapon after another, taking turns to master the intents before focusing on the elemental intents.
…
Finally—after who knew how much time had passed—Shen Yuan lowered his scythe, exhaling a breath that carried faint flashes of multiple elemental lights.
He’d done it: advanced all his Intents to at least the third level, with Radiant, Fire, Thunder, Wind, Sword, Bow, and Scythe stepping right into the fourth level threshold.
He wiped the sweat from his brow, his eyes filled with satisfaction at his own achievement.
[Why do you seem strangely talented with Scythe? You don’t even use it that often, yet you reached the fourth level intent in it.]