Spirit Vessel

Chapter 1201: Saint Dao

Feiyun had little control over his azure vessel, only capable of riding it to travel or escape. He had no idea how to use its other abilities.

“I can only use the jade vessel’s power of time.” Dongfang Jingyue said.

“Power of time?” He asked.

“For example…” A dot of light appeared between her brows as she closed her eyes. The time within the boat became slower and slower…

Two times, three times, ten times, and finally eighty-seven times slower than the outside world.

Feiyun was frightened to see such an amazing ability. He looked outside and saw everything slowing down to a halt.

In reality, they were still moving normally - this was an illusion from the temporal fluctuation. The dimension inside the boat was completely separated.

“Damn, doesn’t this mean you can cultivate eighty-seven years in here and it’s only a year outside?” The turtle thought about never leaving this place - something more amazing than any other sacred ground.

“Yes. I can slow it down eighty-seven times or speed it up eighty-seven million times.” She opened her eyes and said.

“That fast? This means that if you can trap a saint here, they’ll die within a day?” Feiyun couldn’t believe it.

“In theory, yes.” Dongfang Jingyue said: “As my cultivation grows stronger, so does the temporal limit. When I first started, I could only slow down time threefold and three million times faster.”

The turtle and the blood dragon salivated. This boat was more precious than any saint treasure.

“Of course, our lifespan also flows by the boat’s timeline, there is no shortcut without a price, so you will age dramatically compared to the outside world.” She said.

“Yes, do not use it carelessly, it’s the same as burning lifespan to increase cultivation.” Feiyun nodded.

“It’s still useful, speeding up cultivation and also, creating spirits for spirit treasures in just a short time. Wait, alchemy, blacksmithing, battle beasts… Damn, this is good stuff!” The turtle concluded.

“Maybe I should keep you on this boat for a few centuries.” Feiyun snorted.

The turtle’s expression soured and got back to rowing the boat.

Nevertheless, it was completely right - alchemy and other aspects could be boosted here. Dongfang Jingyue had thought of this long ago, so the boat also had plenty of spirit materials.

However, she had shrunk the boat so this was only a tiny portion of it, hiding her farms and such. As long as she grew stronger and had enough materials, she only needed a few days to cultivate a mighty alchemy plant.

Just one month and she could have a horde of beasts in the Heaven’s Emergence level.

In one year, it could refine a saint artifact. Of course, the prerequisite was having all the right materials.

After a date with Dongfang Jingyue, Feiyun returned to the shrine and started learning more about his azure vessel.

Alas, he couldn’t find any other ability besides making it far faster than Samsara Step.

After one month, he learned more about the dao of Saint Nuwa and the azure vessel. Yiyi came twice to visit but left after seeing him deep in meditation.

He grew another phoenix bone for a total of 204. In his previous life, he had a total of 206 at the ninth level of Heaven’s Emergence.

Now, he already had 204 while barely able to fight seventh-level pseudo-saints. Therefore, he had higher potential and talent in his current life.

He finished learning this particular image of Saint Nuwa. After all, it contained a minuscule amount of her dao. He needed to find other images or this would be the end of his research.

“Grand Saint Nuwa is the greatest in history, I must learn her dao to improve my cultivation and comprehension of the heavenly dao. Moreover, she’s a half-demon as well so our bodies are similar. I’m sure learning from other saints won’t be as easy and effective.”

Before becoming a saint, cultivators had to research other saint paths to improve their understanding of the next realm. Picking a dao was the same as choosing a master.

Of course, creating a new dao would be the best method but unfortunately, this was virtually impossible.

This was akin to children learning through imitation and repetition. Only after reaching a certain skill level would they have their own style.

It was unheard of for anyone to pick up a brush for the first time and effortlessly paint a masterpiece.

So why were seventh-level cultivators referred to as pseudo-saints?

At this level, their energy reached the limit. Treasures and pills became useless - they could focus on the dao to improve their mind and soul.

Physiques were important but comprehension was more essential. A mythical genius with relatively low comprehension would stop at the seventh level.

Although this was impressive, they had no chance of reaching the next realm. After his tenth rebirth, Feiyun obtained an inner core.

His cultivation method was different from everyone else so he started learning the saint dao right away.

He started with the lotus saint then Di Zhong, Phoenix Servant, and finally, the lotus saint. The last one boosted his cultivation immensely.

Later on, he learned Saint Nuwa’s dao and was able to summon her dao manifestation. Now, he was strong enough to contend against regular pseudo-saints.

Nevertheless, this was only the beginning of the road. He had a long way to go before becoming a saint, only a child who had learned how to hold the brush.

Within this month, he had created the first strand of dao in his inner core, looking like spider silk. It contained all the saint dao he had accumulated - sixty percent from Saint Nuwa, thirty percent from the flute saint, and then the rest.

Now, he officially became comparable to pseudo-saints. The first requirement for this classification was creating a strand of saint dao.

This classification had quite a range. Someone with one strand was still at the seventh level, the same as someone with ninety-nine strands.

A pseudo-saint with ten strands could kill a beginner pseudo-saint in an instant. A particularly strong pseudo-saint could kill ten weaker ones.

The fourth lord of Chaos City cultivated for more than twenty thousand years and only had three strands. This wasn’t due to him having weak comprehension, learning these saint dao was just too difficult.

Feiyun possessed both talents and luck, having accumulated plenty of worthwhile experience. Nevertheless, he only managed to create one - a testament to the difficulty of improving.

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