The beam of blood-red light seemed to possess a life of its own, gnawing at Chen Nan's spiritual energy, causing his head to split and bringing him to the brink of unconsciousness!
"Is this soul-snatching?"
Chen Nan's heart raced with anxiety.
The Taoist school had a legend of powerful individuals whose souls, after death, would coalesce and not dissipate, then enter another's body, killing the original soul and seizing the flesh.
This was called soul-snatching.
However!
This beam of blood-red light was not the soul of another person; it was like a raging inferno, intent on burning Chen Nan's soul!
"Quick, quick, back to the siheyuan!"
Chen Nan urged.
That red light was too terrifying, making it unbearable for him.
He had to return to the siheyuan because the spiritual energy there was abundant. The imperial palace suppressed a dragon脉, which might be able to counter the damage this blood-red light inflicted upon him.
Just as Chen Nan left, a black Passat also disappeared near the Jiang family's residence.
Inside the car, Li Mu, Meng Kuo, and Qin Hongyu wore grim expressions.
What had just happened had shocked them profoundly!
Even though they had witnessed it with their own eyes, and even now, they found it hard to accept that Chen Nan, by himself, had swept through the entire Jiang family.
This was a supreme giant among the thirteen great ancient families, with a history of nearly a thousand years!
Meng Kuo murmured, "Boss, this guy's strength is too terrifying."
Li Mu, snapping back from his shock, said, "Chen Nan's strength is indeed formidable, but without a powerful background behind him, if that person from the Jiang family returns, Chen Nan will surely be no match for him!"
Qin Hongyu added, "Exactly. I heard that the Jiang family has disciples cultivating in the Zhongnan Mountains. If they return, they definitely won't let Chen Nan off!"
There were many cultivators in the world.
They were merely rogue cultivators in the mundane world.
Besides them, there were also hidden masters who lived in seclusion.
Those people lived in famous mountains and great rivers, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Meng Kuo chuckled, "To be honest, the Jiang family disciples won't return at this critical juncture."
"If they return after two or three years, with Chen Nan's talent, he will definitely be stronger."
"Will he still fear them then?"
Li Mu nodded slightly, "If that's the case, then that would be for the best!"
Chen Nan had entered the second layer of Qi Refining in three years, capable of using magical artifacts to kill the Jiang family's ancestor and several enforcers.
If given time, his future achievements would not be low.
Even if the Jiang family disciples returned, he would have the strength to fight them!
It was just...
Who knew when they would return?
If they returned early, Chen Nan would surely be killed!
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Back at the siheyuan.
Chen Nan sat cross-legged, reciting the Wumen cultivation technique, resisting the blood-red glow in his sea of consciousness.
As time passed, Chen Nan also understood what this blood-red glow truly was.
It was a cultivation technique that could influence his state of mind!
If he chose to compromise and accept this cultivation technique, it was highly likely to affect his character.
This cultivation technique might be the Yin-Harvesting and Yang-Supplementing technique cultivated by Daoist Ku He!
He would rather die than yield!
He refused to cultivate such a technique!
After an unknown amount of time had passed.
The blood-red glow in his sea of consciousness had lost its original power!
Chen Nan rejoiced!
But the next second, the blood-red glow completely dissolved into Chen Nan's mind.
Immediately, a cultivation technique appeared in Chen Nan's mind!
The Yin-Harvesting Art!
A big question arose in his heart.
Didn't Ku He cultivate the Yin-Harvesting and Yang-Supplementing technique?
Why was this technique called the Yin-Harvesting Art?
With curiosity, he reviewed the Yin-Harvesting Art.
After finishing it, goosebumps rose all over his body: "This Yin-Harvesting Art is truly terrifying; it's simply the number one cultivation technique in the world!"
"Incredible, incredible!"
Chen Nan was shocked.
Even though he had seen many storms and was the sect master of the Wumen!
Yet, now, he felt a sense of absurdity.
He had initially thought that the so-called Yin-Harvesting Art was a lewd and wicked cultivation technique.
The facts proved him wrong.
The yin harvested by the Yin-Harvesting Art was not exclusively directed at females!
As the saying goes, the Tao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things.
All things bear Yin and embrace Yang, and are harmonized by the vital force.
The yin harvested by the Yin-Harvesting Art was the yin of Yin and Yang Qi!
And this was the most terrifying existence in the world.
After all, Yin and Yang Qi gave birth to all things and were the root of all things!
It was the rule of the Heavenly Dao!
To harvest the rules of the Heavenly Dao to enhance one's cultivation, this Yin-Harvesting Art was truly terrifying!
He began to try cultivating it!
Instantly.
A dense stream of yin energy poured into his body, breaking through the bottleneck and directly advancing him to the middle stage of the second layer of Qi Refining!
"Heavens, who created this cultivation technique? Why is it so terrifying?"
Chen Nan was flustered.
The terror of the Yin-Harvesting Art far exceeded his imagination.
However, one thing was clear: if he didn't stop cultivating, he would leap several realms today, perhaps even directly reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
Of course!
He couldn't do that!
Cultivating too quickly would only ruin his foundation!
After the shock, he fell into contemplation.
"Old Guan mentioned before that apart from him, the Jiang family's enforcers all cultivated the Yin-Harvesting and Yang-Supplementing technique, but why didn't they cultivate the Yin-Harvesting Art?"
"Could it be that the Yin-Harvesting Art is the core?"
"Only those who can resist that blood-red light can obtain the true Yin-Harvesting Art?"
Chen Nan could only comfort himself this way.
Then he walked out of the room.
Guan Qing had been waiting outside. Seeing Chen Nan emerge, he couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, you've finally come out of seclusion. How are you feeling?"
"I feel very good," Chen Nan replied. "By the way, how long was I in seclusion?"
Guan Qing said, "Seven days and seven nights!"
Chen Nan's heart trembled.
He felt like only a few hours had passed.
He hadn't expected that seven days and seven nights would pass.
Truly, cultivation knows no time; a moment can be an eternity, and seas can turn into mulberry fields.
Guan Qing nervously handed Chen Nan his mobile phone: "Young Master, many people have called you these past few days you were cultivating. This old servant took the liberty of answering for you. Why don't you call them back?"
Chen Nan looked at the call log; they were all his family members and his confidantes. He then called them back one by one to reassure them.
"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry. I'll be back tomorrow!"
At the same time.
Jiang Ye returned to the Jiang family.
Jiang Ye held a high position in the Jiang family; he was the third uncle of Old Master Jiang.
However.
His talent was extraordinary, and in his early years, he was taken to the Zhongnan Mountains by a wandering master to cultivate.
Two sixty-year cycles had now passed.
Of course, he returned to the Jiang family periodically, bringing cultivation resources to his clansmen and offering guidance to them.
Even the ancestor of the Jiang family, Jiang Ye's paternal uncle, had received his guidance and blessings.
Now, he possessed the cultivation of the peak fifth layer of Qi Refining!
Only!
Upon his return this time, Jiang Ye frowned.
"What's going on? Why are there no Qi Refining experts in the clan?"
"Why are there only disciples of the younger generation?"
He was puzzled and entered the Jiang family directly, shouting, "Who is in charge of the Jiang family now?"
The members of the Jiang family rushed out upon hearing his voice.
Seeing Jiang Ye, Jiang Zifan fell to his knees with a thud, tears streaming down his face: "Ancestor, you've finally returned!"
"Speak, what exactly happened? Why are there only you young people in the Jiang family? Where are the elder generation experts?" Jiang Ye's face was cold, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart!