Wang Bugui sat on the top of the Yuxu Palace with legs crossed. He stared blankly at the boundless sea of clouds. It had been two years since he came to the Yuxu Palace, and every day here was extremely fulfilling. When he was in the UK, he never thought about practicing like this. In contrast, he used to be too lazy, used to be too arrogant. He gained more in these two years than the past a couple of years.

Every time he cultivated, he would set himself a goal of surpassing yesterday. He did not want to be as weak as ever. He had determined to make achievement on Taoism within at least ten years. The seal confined Dracula could only last for twenty years at most, so maybe, he would get rid of it in advance. That tragedy was a good example.

So, he always felt that he was not given enough time, and that he must be stronger as soon as possible to protect the people he wanted to protect, as well as to save Hanae Chiou. Yun Jinghong came behind him and sat down opposite him. The sea of clouds and the fairy lights surrounded them. The rising sun dyed the sea of clouds into gold. And below it, the Pure Land was full of auras, like a fairyland.

“You have been cultivating here for two years, and I’ve witnessed all your efforts. You have already broken through the first seven human limits, and gained the Fantasy Soul Green Lotus to strength your soul, so it is the right time to start cultivating the eight limit—spirit,” uttered Yun Jinghong. He was pleased with this disciple.

In just two years, he grew to be a cultivator in the Prana Soul State from a mortal who had never cultivated, and almost cultivated all the first seven limits to the Perfect Realm. Although he possessed cultivation talent, it was rare to see such a person who had never learnt to cultivate to make such achievements during such a short period of time.

“That is to say, the last limit is my soul?” Wang Bugui asked. Yun Jinghong nodded, “In the first, you should cultivate your soul to gather your primordial spirit, and then slowly grow it. You need to guide the Innate Prana Power and the blood vigour to raise the primordial spirit, meanwhile dredge all your channels to deliver the prana blood, so that the mind spirit in the center of your forehead will be raised.”

“The stronger the primordial spirit, the stronger the souls!” Wang Bugui’s heart was beating with excitement, so was his body. He finally saw the hope. The Azrael once said that if the power of his soul was strong enough, the soul of Hanae Chiou could recover more quickly.

When her soul was repaired, Wang Bugui could let her soul attach to him to fight together with him, and there was even a way to resurrect her in the world!

On that day, what Hanae Chiou said to him was unforgettable. She used to be domineering, but that day shed tears for him. She turned her back firmly and faced up with the invincible enemy alone. At that time, her back was lonely but beautiful. In the end, when he, the weak one, went to find her, he only discovered a bloody sickle tangling with a chain and a body of bloody flesh and broken bones.

Every time he thought of those, his heart seemed to be peeled slowly by a knife, and be soaked in the salty water from time to time, and then be continuously pierced, until it turned into a pool of ground meat. This kind of pain was much insufferable than heartbreaking.

There were hatred and regret in his heart. Why did he find that he liked her when he lost her? Why didn’t he express his emotion to her? Why didn’t he understand her when she expressed her emotion? Why was he so weak, so useless?

“Chiou… Master, teach me the cultivation method now please!” When Wang Bugui recalled this name, he had to clench his chest. At the moment, he was in a hurry. Hanae Chiou was his faith. Every night after cultivation, he must inspect the jade soul full of cracks. He must save this girl who he owed too much!

Yun Jinghong nodded. He had noticed that there were two souls in Wang Bugui’s body since the latter entered the Yuxu Palace. The other soul belonged to a girl. After asking, Yun Jinghong learned that the girl died for Wang Bugui. The greatest faith that supported him to cultivate was to resurrect her.

Yun Jinghong stretched out his finger and put the cultivating method of the primordial spirit into Wang Bugui’s forehead. “The so-called primordial spirit is at the center of your forehead, and is the lifeblood of cultivators. If a cultivator wants to be truly powerful, he must possess three things. First, the overbearing cultivation base; second, the powerful body; third, the celestial primordial spirit.”

“Among them, the primordial spirit is the most important and the most difficult to cultivate.” “Because the primordial spirit is the second life of cultivators. Even if the body is dead, but the primordial spirit not, there is still a possibility of resurrection. The masters in the Taoisming State can even reshape their bodies relying on the primordial spirit in a moment. As long as one’s primordial spirit is not destroyed, he will not die.”

“So if you want to kill a person, the best way is to destroy his primordial spirit, and to achieve which, you must use your power of primordial spirit. Carefully understand the cultivating method of the primordial spirit. It is as important as your prana blood, needing to be cultivated every day.”

“Yes, Master!” responded Wang Bugui. Then he closed his eyes to mediate the martial arts. Yun Jinghong was guarding beside him. Any small carelessness would hurt the primordial spirit while cultivating, so nobody was allowed to disturb him.

At the center of Wang Bugui’s forehead, the little golden man appeared again. His outline became clearer and a rough human shape could be seen. As the martial arts going on, the little man constantly recited mysterious ancient scriptures, and beams of golden light were entwined on the side, engraving the man more vivid.

At the same time, the pendant radiated blue lights and showed its power. Wang Bugui felt that his soul had been sublimated, and then went out of his body, contacting with natural Taoism. He was integrated with the little man, listening to the reciting of fairy scriptures, which was the sound of the Taoism.

He closed his eyes to feel all of it. Sometimes, he would travel on heaven, watching the immortals coming and going, or listening to the three thousand ancient Buddhas reciting classics in Tavatinsa; sometimes he would go to the vast earth, enjoying the scenery of the alien races; sometimes he would stand in the divine realm full of auspicious auras, watching the gods fighting against demons; sometimes he would step in the primitive chaotic world, being shocked by the power of the sky and watching the creation gods fighting against the wild animals.

The various messages of Taoism he absorbed finally integrated into his primordial spirit, making it more solid and tend to be complete. What around his primordial spirit were the messages of the Taoism that were constantly tempered and carved, and baptized together with his body.

As the red sun entered the sea of clouds, the sky was taken over by the moon and stars. Wang Bugui eventually made a small achievement; a nearly complete human figure was carved, almost perfect except for the appearance. He felt that his strength in all aspects had been improved, and his six senses improved the most. Those efforts within merely a day equaled to those of the past a few days.

“It’s so hard. After breaking through to the Prana Soul State, my speed of understanding martial arts has been about three times faster than before. But a day passed, I didn’t understand too much of the primordial spirit martial arts. However, what good is that my cultivation base has been greatly influenced. The power of the primordial spirit is really wonderful!” Wang Bugui stopped mediation, and consistently sighed about the cultivation just now.

“For the Taoism cultivation of all sects, the power of the primordial spirit is inevitably the most important. Fortunately, our Founder Master left such a martial art, so that our primordial spirit is much stronger than the general cultivators. Cherish this opportunity, if you cultivate well, it will be one of your final resort.” Yun Jinghong warned.

“Got it. The power of the primordial spirit is more important than anything else to me!” Wang Bugui clenched his fists. This was a good start. The recovery of Hanae Chiou was just around the corner! He then immersed himself in cultivation. Since he was now in the Prana Soul State, he could keep cultivating for several months without rest. For him, the belief in cultivation had overwhelmed all the ideas of relaxing.

After Wang Bugui learned the cultivating method of the primordial spirit, he used a lot of time to practice every day, almost half a day. Then, after each limit, he would practice the primordial spirit again when he was in a break or meditation. The morning and the night were used for cultivating prana blood.

He remembered the pithy formula of cultivating primordial spirit more clearly than various other martial arts and their esoteric skills. On the third day, he was already familiar with it. And now, after several months, the formula seemed to be engraved in his mind, and he could recite it from any paragraph. But the most important was the understanding of the martial arts. Only deep understanding would help him make more progress.

On this day, Wang Bugui was cultivating his primordial spirit on the jade bench, as usual, suddenly, the appearance of the little man revealed, and it was exactly his appearance. The faint gold little man had become more solid, and the primordial spirit of Hanae Chiou had been transferred to the center of his forehead as well, under the cultivation together. At this moment, he was observing this jade soul lying in his mind sea.

After several months of sleepless cultivation, he finally repaired this beautiful primordial spirit. He controlled his primordial spirit to caress the face of Hanae Chiou, and there were a thousand words in his heart intending to talk to her, even if she could not hear and respond.

“Sister Chiou, I finally entered the Second State. Master said that if I reach the Third State, you will possibly wake up. Waiting for me, I will not let you suffer too long. When you wake up, you will see a new me. The narcissistic boy who only showed off himself has changed completely. This time, I will not let you leave me again!”

Wang Bugui told his heart to her, expecting that one day this girl he owed would wake up. As always, he channelled the power of the small pendant to her primordial spirit, and her soul was raising in the warm blue light.

“Buzz…”

Mabey the pendant was moved by Wang Bugui, or perhaps the result of cultivation. Under the influence of the pendant this time, the soul of Hanae Chiou was emitting blue light. The light was too dazzling, outshining the whole piece of this mind sea.

“Ah! Sister Chiou!”

Wang Bugui couldn’t help but exclaim, and even his eyes were wet. What he looked forward to finally gained progress. The fingers of Hanae Chiou slightly raised. This abrupt happening had left a big influence on the heartstrings of Wang Bugui.

“Sister Chiou! You finally…”

Wang Bugui couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. He suddenly saw a teardrop flowing out of the corner of Hanae Chiou’s eye, and falling down her jade-like face. At the same time, his tears fell as well. After nearly three years of Taoism cultivation, there finally was the progress of saving Hanae Chiou. The movement of her jade finger and the tears in her eyes made him feel that his efforts these days had not been in vain. Although slow, it was worthy.

“Haha… Is this your answer to me? Yes, I don’t have to cry, but should be happy. After I save you, we can fight side by side again! Wait for me!”

Wang Bugui closed his eyes and smiled. Once again, he controlled his primordial spirit to caress the face of Hanae Chiou. Then he quickly devoted himself into cultivation again. What happened today was very encouraging to him. His heart to seek Taoism was motivated more; he had never been so eager to become stronger.

Now since there were signs of the recovery of Hanae Chiou, Wang Bugui wanted that there were 72 hours a day to be spent in cultivation. Every day after that, he had been cultivating without rest. When he was tired in cultivation, he would take out the small pendant to mediate.

Affected by him, the spiritual beasts in the Pure Land also began to cultivate the martial arts engraved in their bones. There were no more playing noises in the Yuxu Pure Land, all replaced by the sounds of reciting scriptures.