Chapter 71: Spirit Chart

The terrifying arrow descended like the reaper, obliterating time and space with unstoppable force. It shredded the void instantly, crushing the Black Bear’s attack and igniting the heavens into divine flames that sought to consume all.

Li Yuanlong roared in alarm, hurling hundreds of punches to stop Caiyun’s arrow. Yet as it advanced, time and space collapsed, rendering every defense, attack, and barrier useless.

A red flash lit the sky, followed by silence.

Li Yuanlong’s eyes widened in disbelief as his body disintegrated into ash. All explosions and sounds vanished, swallowed by the arrow’s power.

Moments later, the arrow exploded in the distance, shaking time and space and sending tremors across the Tianyang Empire.

Caiyun hovered in the void, radiant. The Sun God’s Fire coiled around her like wings, casting her as a flame goddess who dwarfed the heavens.

Experts across Yunyang City floated mid-air, staring at the newly ascended Blood Martial Realm master in awe.

Cheng Lingyu watched his Senior Sister, struck by her unparalleled grace and beauty.

Ye Xiaoyun stood frozen, unable to accept that Li Yuanlong—one of the Xuanhuo Sect’s four unparalleled experts—had fallen to Caiyun.

This disaster stemmed from Cheng Zhaolong and Ye Xiaoyun’s actions. Had she not favored Cheng Zhaolong, the sect would’ve avoided both calamity and Caiyun’s wrath.

Yun Xi, Lu Yu, Jiang Mufeng, Qu Wei, Jin Miaoyi, and Ji Xiaoyue exchanged uneasy glances. They’d expected Caiyun’s defeat, yet she’d slain her foe.

As the Sun God’s Fire faded, Caiyun descended calmly. Her detached gaze fell on Ye Xiaoyun. A spinning Blade of Light flashed, severing the woman’s head.

Caiyun had kept her promise—no mercy.

The spectators paled, staying silent.

“It’s late,” Caiyun said coolly. “Leave if you have matters.”

The crowd scattered in relief. Qu Wei and Jin Miaoyi lingered briefly, murmuring to Cheng Lingyu before departing.

Alone, Cheng Lingyu grinned. “Congratulations on reaching the Blood Martial Realm, Senior Sister.”

Caiyun’s eyes gleamed. “I owe it to you. That spirit blood was ten times better than I’d imagined.”

“Was it from a Fire Crane?”

She smiled, shaking her head. “To the secret chamber.”

“Won’t others come after that commotion?”

“They’d have come already.” She grasped his hand, vanishing instantly into the chamber.

“That spirit blood propelled my advancement, but my incomplete grasp of the Spirit Chart’s Heavenly Resolution left flaws.”

“But your improved realm should’ve deepened your understanding?”

“The higher my Realm, the more I see its complexity.” She sighed. “Lend me your talent. Let’s see how much of the complete Spirit Chart’s Heavenly Resolution you can grasp.”

“Gladly! I’ve longed to see it.”

Cheng Lingyu brimmed with anticipation. His training in engraved formations under Caiyun had prepared him well.

Caiyun pulled Cheng Lingyu into a cross-legged position on the secret chamber floor, six feet facing apart.

“The Spirit Chart’s Heavenly Resolution resides in my sea of consciousness, already partially merged with me. I’ll project its complete form – concentrate on comprehending it.”

Cheng Lingyu steadied his breathing.

“Ready.”

Caiyun’s forehead glowed as a radiant beam expanded into a three-dimensional human diagram shimmering with spiritual patterns.

“This… is the Spirit Chart’s Heavenly Resolution?”

Cheng Lingyu stared at the intricate meridian map.

“An ancient term for infinite variations. This Heavenly Spirit Diagram was deciphered by an unparalleled genius – humanity’s optimal cultivation method from the Resolution.”

“Most suitable for humans?”

“Correct. The Resolution contains five diagrams: Heavenly for humans, Demon for beasts, Alien for plants, Earth for minerals, and Soul for spirits.”

“How did you obtain this?” Cheng Lingyu pressed.

“Focus on comprehension first,” Caiyun deflected, reactivating the diagram.

Cheng Lingyu’s Magic Eyes flared alongside his technique of origins, immersing him in the nine-layered structure. Though Caiyun had taught the first three layers, he now confronted the Fourth Layer’s complexity.

Caiyun observed the rhythmic swaying of twin grass blades in his eyes – the very plant they’d acquired from Jubao Studio, now rooted in his consciousness. The diagram’s overwhelming spiritual patterns would overwhelm ordinary minds, but Cheng Lingyu’s Magic Eyes tracked their flow.

Overload struck suddenly. As his thoughts fragmented, the Dreamless Technique activated, freezing his mental turbulence. He slumped into deep sleep while the grass in his mind unfurled Fourth Layer patterns.

Caiyun withdrew the diagram thoughtfully. Meanwhile, Yunyang City buzzed with fallout from Li Yuanlong’s death. The Xuanhuo Sect raged over losing both their heir and the sect leader’s daughter Ye Xiaoyun, yet dared not retaliate amidst the Lanling Holy Palace treasure crisis.

After twenty-four hours, Cheng Lingyu awoke revitalized. “Fourth Layer mastered. Continue.”

Caiyun’s eyes widened. “You slept through the breakthrough?”

“The Dreamless Technique silences my mind, countering mental attacks. Yesterday’s overload triggered it automatically.”

“Remarkable. Proceed.”

The Fifth Layer’s labyrinthine patterns appeared – a luminous web of information where any misstep meant madness. Cheng Lingyu’s grass now displayed subtle variations across four layers, but he focused on the new challenge.

Though his True Martial Realm cultivation should’ve made this impossible, the technique of origins synergized with his Magic Eyes’ perception and Dreamless recovery cycles. Each mental strain sharpened his mental power, creating a self-reinforcing cultivation loop that propelled his comprehension to unprecedented heights.