On Yan Mountain, Zhuo Qingyao ruled with an iron fist. Yet those eligible to match her in power wasn’t Ling Xian, nor Li Suyi, but Chen Yu.

  Chen Yu understood slaughter and this, in turn, made her talent shoot up. The times the two fought was far and few in between. Chen Yu had a hard time holding back, but even in such cases, Zhuo Qingyao would win hands down. If it were a matter of deathmatches, the outcome would be different.

  Chen Lingyu had two auras on her, Heavenly Pill Heart and Slaughtering Asura. But what incited true horror was their lvl 6.

  This was the highest Chen Ming had ever seen to date.

  Chen Ling’er had the Heavenly Pill Heart and Chen Yu the Slaughtering Asura.

  Never could the two be active at the same one.

  No Yan Mountain resident would treat Chen Lingyu as a fighting power. Even Chen Ming let her have the safest position of all. Chen Lingyu had a deadly weakness. In daytime, she could beat the most average of Earth Immortals, at best…… uh, while relying on pills, to be honest.

  Not all alchemists were called Chen Ming.

  Yan Shengxiao focused on her opponent with all her senses. She didn’t unwind for even a second.

  The cultivator across from her had gone so far on the path of slaughter it became an instinct.

  Their moves were ruthless and vicious, one slip and her fate was sealed.

  Chen Yu walked with a smile, “I tread the border of life and death. Just as I can save a life, I can also take it!”


  Chen Yu launched thirteen needles so fast, there weren’t even afterimages.

  The thick power of death stuck to them and turned ’em black in an instant.

  The crowd watched Yan Shengxiao waving her sword again and again as if she drew a dragon image. One by one, seven needles fell and it was now when Chen Yu smiled. The 14th needle!

  A fine and delicate needle left her fingers.

  When all 13 needles touched the ground, Yan Shengxiao looked to see one piercing her flank.

  She spat blood and watched Chen Yu in horror. Yet she wasn’t there, only her voice floated among the void, “This shall be your lesson. I enjoy peace, and definitely hate house calls.”


  Long Qiao rushed with concern for Yan Shengxiao’s safety, “Fairy, you’re hurt.”


  She rolled her eyes and slapped him into the air, “Screw off!”


  With the battle over, Jin Xiangyu found it incredulous the Galaxy had such a genius. They were all in the dark such a person even existed.

  Moon Palace’s Crown Prince sighed, “Wordless Upheaval is here and the Galaxy shifts like never before.”


  Ninth said, “I think the strength of this quack is a detriment. She must be from Crownless Assembly to kill the offender.”


  Jin Xiangyu sighed, “Just how strong is he for every genius to fight him together?”


  Moon Palace’s Crown Prince said, “At the least, he has yet to show himself. It is clear how cautious he is of us.”


  In the aftermath, the quack’s fame spread like a tide until the whole Galaxy knew of her. Practicing eerie healing arts, and of eccentric character, plus her heaven shaking power and dark background, it descended like a fog on everyone’s mind.

  The people who came to her littlest shop became even more respectful. Such a power is healing us!

  After Chen Ming woke up, he kept looking after the child. And the boy, you’d ask? He did what any three-year-old did at his age. If he wasn’t playing and roguish now, he’d never have the chance later; wrecking the kindergarten and ravaging the ancestors’ garden!

  Nabbing Luo Muye in passing, Chen Ming arrived at an openable door. The boy said, “Uncle, this place has sacred water, and one becomes a true cicada only after receiving its baptism. I remember how I received this ritual just after I was born.”


  Chen Ming saw a river flowing inside with silver grains within its waters. Chen Ming scooped at the water, uh, half water half sand.

  Luo Muye said, “This is the River of Time. That’s what my parents called it.”


  He then turned to him with an eager look, wanting to be praised. Chen Ming ruffled his hair, “Great job!”


  Luo Muye was happy and bashful, laughing with his head down.

  Chen Ming jumped in and felt his body changing, though not by a large margin. He snapped his eyes open after a while. As he cultivated untold Daos, his perception for them was beyond keen.

  Instant Dao Palace’s cultivation grew with tremendous speed.

  An average cultivator needs to undergo the River of Time’s baptism to practice Time Dao’s cultivation method.

  He found a stele on the bank, with the words Spring and Autumn carved on it. This was Time’s stele, and the last one Chen Ming ever saw.

  His cultivation of the Time Dao Palace was only up to the Dao Seed stage.

  After reading the stele, Time Dao Palace’s cultivation grew to the peak of the Dao Comprehending realm.

  Chen Ming pulled his saber and felt it reached twofold speed. Yet still unable to activate the threefold speed.

  For that to happen he needed a much deeper insight into the Dao. His Dao understanding increasing would allow him to grasp even the fourfold speed.

  His insight could increase, while cultivation could not.

  Chen Ming used up merits as he read the stele, promoting his understanding realm of the Time Dao and furthered his cultivation in Spring and Autumn.

  The higher Spring and Autumn rose, the faster he’d get to using Nine Year Cicada.

  However, insecurity gnawed at him. Just how Sword Soul was close to ripping him apart last time, he needed to be extra careful in learning it the smart way, and rising one step at a time.

  If he cultivated a Dao Chain right off the bat, then issues would crop up.

  He’d reckon his control over the Dao Chain’s power would fail and he’d succumb under its own power and die.

  Death by old age was Chen Ming’s goal in this life, but growing old in a flash wasn’t among his hobbies.

  It’s best to spend merits slowly and gradually cultivate.

  When three months passed by like a trickle, Chen Ming found his understanding of Time Dao reached a peak.

  He spent three million merits to reach half-step to the Dao Chain stage on Time Dao.