Entering Realm

After breakfast, Ye Xiaowei, Jade and Chen Dao were about to head up the mountain.

Besides a few pieces of clothing, wrapped around with the savings from these years, he also brought along the bamboo chair.

Of course, Jade carried the bamboo chair on her back.

Couldn’t bear to watch a frail girl carrying such a large chair and struggling, Chen Dao stored the bamboo chair in the Qiankun Bag.

Jade giggled happily, while Ye Xiaowei tilted his head slightly, looking up at an indeterminate point, lost in thought.

The journey was extremely slow, but they still arrived before nightfall, taking only half a day.

After all, Well-Spotting Village was at the foot of Lianbi Mountain.

However, the closer they got, the less clear the Lianbi Mountain became.

From a distance, it looked like a long wall, a continuous mountain range without any undulations.

It was said that the Lianbi Mountain’s range was originally steep.

One day, an old ancestor of the Eternal Sect found the undulations obstructive and leveled all the mountains with a single stroke of his sword on his way back to Eternal Sect.

The truth of the legend was unverifiable, but above the eighth realm, mountains can indeed be moved.

Jade looked around with interest, Chen Dao remained calm, and there was no change in Ye Xiaowei's face. It seemed that he was only interested in his bamboo chair.

Chen Dao pointed to the distant peaks, and instantly, a light shone, covering the entire Lianbi Mountain like a transparent canopy.

Howling!

A huge black eagle flying in from a distance, wings spreading out like a small house.

His black eyes was just as big as a human head.

Chen Dao tossed a piece of meat, and it opened its mouth to catch it.

"Its name is Nosky, only six months old."

"Wow, it's only six months old. How big will it get when it grows up?"

Chen Dao winked at Jade, contemplating.

"Probably as big as that mountain peak."

He pointed to a small mountain in the distance.

Jade swallowed and began to show respect for the large bird before them.

"Let's go."

A gust of wind lifted the three onto the eagle's back.

"Stand steady."

Wings spread, and an invisible force lifted them off the ground.

Jade had already crouched down, tightly grasping the feathers and peeking below.

"It’s so big."

Lianbi Mountain range stretched for hundreds of miles.

From above, it resembled a massive city wall, and within the mountain range, countless peaks stood.

"This is the sect. There are a total of 108 peaks. Remember not to casually intrude on other peaks; some are restricted areas, and many have elders in seclusion. Once you disturb their seclusion, the lightest punishment is the expulsion from the sect."

Jade nodded.

The giant eagle began to descend until it landed in a square on a peak.

"This is Sky-Watching Peak, where outside fraction disciples cultivate. There's a cave mansion here that belongs to me; let me take you there."

There were many disciples in the square, looking at Ye Xiaowei and Jade with kind eyes, and more focused on Chen Dao.

It seemed that Chen Dao held a high position in the outside fraction.

They arrived at a cave mansion, and Jade requested that she and Ye Xiaowei stay together.

Chen Dao hesitated but had no choice but to agree.

Only Jade and Ye Xiaowei knew that every full moon night, Jade's body turned as cold as ice, and only Ye's blood could bring her warmth.

Both of them had their problems.

Ye Xiaowei could provide warmth to Jade but had no one to heal his scars.

This was their secret.

After tossing a book, Chen Dao left. Before leaving, he added that he would return tomorrow.

The two stayed in the cave mansion.

Jade didn't like unfamiliar environments and didn't roam around.

Ye Xiaowei was lazy, just wanting to lie down.

Jade opened the book titled Entering Realm.

"Entering Realm."

She whispered, and it seemed as if she had fallen into it.

Faintly, a door seemed to open for her.

The Great Tao begins, and there are nine realms in cultivation: Body Forging, Spirit Awakening, Air Treading, Mount Moving, River Cutting, Spirit Slaying, Tao Proving, Minor Perfection, and Sainthood.

The first realm—Body Forging, refining oneself...

When Jade emerged from the book, she found Ye Xiaowei had already fallen asleep.

She sighed in relief.

"What do you think of it?"

Ye Xiaowei, who had opened his eyes at an unknown time, lay on the table, propping up his chin and looking at her.

"It's very profound. I don't understand it very well. Why don't you take a look, young lord."

Saying this, she pushed the book toward Ye Xiaowei.

However, he shook his head.

"In cultivation, the most important thing is cultivating the heart. The significance of the Body Forging is to temper the body so that it can withstand the scouring of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Jade nodded.

"How do you know the first realm is Body Forging, young lord?"

Ye Xiaowei glanced at her and continued, "Actually, you can enter the realm."

"Enter the realm?"

"Yes. enter the realm."

"How?"

"Go and get back my bamboo chair; it's still with that old man. When you come back, I'll tell you."

"But I don't know where Elder Chen is. He said he would be back tomorrow. Can't you wait for a day, young lord?"

"I'm tired; I want to sleep."

"Alright, you go to sleep on the bed."

Ye Xiaowei stretched lazily and climbed onto the bed.

Jade continued flipping through the book. Sometimes she would feel a slight sensation, like a line, but always slipping away.

"Give me a shoulder massage."

Ye Xiaowei murmured, and Jade immediately put down the book.

Outside the door, the sky was dark, and Jade was thinking about what had happened that day.

She was finally getting closer to those "mountain people".

…

Chen Dao returned to his cave mansion.

With a swift motion of his hand over the Qiankun Bag, a piece of talisman paper appeared.

He used spiritual energy as ink and his fingers as a pen.

Rune sigils were inscribed, and in less than a second, the talisman paper was ignited, and a small figure was formed in the smoke, resembling an old man.

"Senior brother," Chen Dao called.

"Junior brother, is there something urgent in the sect that you actually used the Voice Transmitter Talisman?"

"Yes, two days ago, I went down the mountain and found a disciple with an excellent Tao root. I've already brought her into the sect. I'd like senior brother to come back earlier to prevent other peaks from snatching her away."

"Oh, a disciple. How talented is she that junior brother values her so much?"

"A Jade Body."

Chen Dao said lightly. Indeed, on the other end, came the exclamation of his senior brother.

"What body?"

"Senior brother, it’s Jade Body! The physique you've been searching for a lifetime, I've brought one back."

"Well done, junior brother. I'll return to the sect immediately. You wait for me, and be sure not to let other Peak Masters discover. I'll be back tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I deliberately placed her in the outside fraction, and no one will find out."

The smoke dispersed, and Chen Dao finally smiled with relief.

Only he knew how long his senior brother had been searching for a Jade Body disciple.

He took out a jug of wine from the Qiankun Bag and found that bamboo chair still there.

After taking it out, he placed it in the room and began to drink.

Looking back on his sparse life, cultivating for hundreds of years, he had reached the sixth realm but was stuck at Spirit Slaying.

Spirit Slaying was cutting one's own spirit.

However, he didn't know how to swing that knife, or how to make the cut.

The wine was the monkey wine from the mountain, even cultivators would get drunk.

He thought of Jade and Zhao Shisan.

Zhao Shisan was a true pride of the heavens, a genius blessed by the heavens.

She had only cultivated for only a few years and had reached the fourth realm at the age of seventeen.

He also wondered how far Jade could go.

Suddenly, he Ye Xiaowei’s figure appeared in his mind. But he only smiled self-deprecatingly and drove it away.

"He... probably couldn't make it."

He staggered toward the bamboo chair and lay on it like Ye Xiaowei.

He gradually became unconscious.

A faint light appeared on the bamboo chair.

Lines, like black serpents, crawled up the chair.

These serpents were remarkably similar to the rune sigils he had just drawn, but they had more vitality as if they came alive.

The night was about to pass.