Reversing the Milky Way

Back in the village, Yu Qing'an greeted the village guards with a smile, and they returned the greeting with smiles as well. However, when they saw Bai Cheng, they took a closer look, noticing that he was carrying a wild boar on his back. The boar appeared to weigh around 300 pounds, yet Bai Cheng carried it effortlessly. Just as Bai Cheng and his companion disappeared from the guards' sight, one of them quickly ran towards Zhao Haiming's house.

At this moment, in Zhao Haiming's house, Zhao Bo was cultivating in the courtyard, while his father supervised him. Because of the Body Tempering Pill he had taken, Zhao Bo's face showed great pain; the pill's effects were even stronger than a medicinal bath, and his face was now covered in sweat.

At this moment, a village guard walked in; it was the same village guard who stood at the village entrance. He approached Zhao Haiming, who was sitting in the courtyard, and whispered something in his ear. After listening, Zhao Haiming's expression turned serious.

At this moment, Yu Qingwan, who was standing to the side, also noticed the expression on Zhao Haiming's face and asked, "What's wrong? Why does he look so serious?"

Zhao Haiming waved, and the village guard quickly left.

Then he said, "Today, they discovered that the man named Bai Cheng returned with a wild boar weighing over 300 jin on his back."

Yu Qingwan sighed and said, "Hey... what's the big deal? He just came back carrying a wild boar. It just means he's a little stronger than an ordinary person. It's impossible for an ordinary person to reach the Body Refinement Realm in a month."

After saying that, Zhao Bo also snapped out of his pained expression, and it seemed that he had recovered a lot from the pain he had just been in.

"Father, my strength has increased again. Now, my fist strength can reach the power of fifteen cauldrons. Don't worry, I will definitely make Bai Cheng regret trying to steal my woman." After saying that, an excited expression appeared on his face.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Haiming said with great pride, "Hmm, not bad, this is my son. Judging from this speed, you are very likely to defeat Yu Qing in the town-wide competition in two months. At that time, it will be the time for me to take the position of village chief."

Meanwhile, Bai Cheng...

Ling'er was overjoyed to learn that Bai Cheng had reached the early stage of the Body Refinement Realm, because it meant that even if Bai Cheng was no match for Zhao Bo, he would not be seriously injured.

At this moment, Ling'er said happily, "That's great! I knew you could do it, Brother Bai Cheng!"

After hearing Yue Ling's words, Bai Cheng sighed softly and said, "Alas, this is not enough to defeat Zhao Bo."

After hearing Bai Cheng's words, Yu Qing'an comforted him, saying, "Bai Cheng, don't be discouraged. Your talent far surpasses that of your peers. Although you are already twenty-one this year, with your talent, you should be able to reach the late stage of Body Refinement in three or four months. You should know that even for geniuses, it takes at least half a year and more than a year to go from the early stage of Body Refinement to the late stage."

Bai Cheng then looked at Yue Ling and asked, "What did Ling'er say?"

Yu Qing'an looked at his girl and said, "Ling'er's constitution is very special. I'll tell you about it if there's a chance in the future."

After listening to Yu Qing'an's words, Bai Cheng also began to ponder. Judging from Zhao Bo's previous behavior, this person was arrogant and domineering, and his actions were reckless. When he fought him, Zhao Bo would definitely kill him. He had to become stronger again in the remaining days. He had had enough of being bullied by others.

After dinner, Bai Cheng practiced the first level of the Body Refining Technique in the courtyard. After nearly a month of training, he was now able to perform the complete movements of the first level.

However, when practicing the second level of the Body Refining Technique, Bai Cheng could only manage a few movements before stopping. The second level of the Body Refining Technique requires concentrating power at multiple points in the body, and each movement requires exertion from multiple parts of the body. At this moment, Bai Cheng was already drenched in sweat. He couldn't believe that even though he had reached the early stage of the Body Refining Realm, he couldn't even complete the first few movements of the second level. While thinking this, he was also curious about who could have compiled such a book.

Thinking of this, he asked Yu Qing'an in the courtyard, "Uncle Yu, who wrote this Body Refining Technique?"

After listening, Yu Qing'an pondered for a while before saying, "Legend has it that this Body Refining Technique was created by the founding ancestor of a major sect. It is said that thousands of years ago, demonic beasts roamed the continent, and spirit beasts were rampant. Coupled with constant natural disasters, the human race's living territory was continuously shrank and stripped away. At that time, all cultivation secrets were in the hands of powerful families. Even the emperor had no cultivation methods; he was just an ordinary person. Faced with attacks from demonic beasts, ordinary people were completely helpless. Those cultivators who practiced spiritual energy didn't care about the lives of mortals. Every time a demonic beast attacked, they would send out more than a thousand people to exterminate them, but less than ten percent would return alive. During that period..." The continent was a living hell. Fortunately, the patriarch of a certain powerful sect couldn't bear to see such misery and distributed his sect's body-refining techniques throughout the continent. He dispatched all ten thousand disciples, scattering them to every corner of the land. From then on, humanity slowly began to recover. Because of the profound impact this action had on the entire continent, this sect instantly became the most influential sect there. Seeing this, other sects began to imitate his approach. From then on, sects large and small sent their disciples to various parts of the land for training, and even the emperor had disciples from powerful sects serving in his inner circle.

Bai Cheng understood and then asked, "I see. So, it's all thanks to the patriarch of this great sect?"

Yu Qing'an sighed and continued, "Alas, this move has its advantages and disadvantages, but overall, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. You know, conflicts between countries are inevitable, but because of this incident, battles between mortals have instantly turned into battles between cultivators. Various immortal spells are emerging on the battlefield, which ordinary people are powerless to resist. There are even scenes of one person fighting against an entire city. If the conflict escalates, it can even lead to battles between sects. Therefore, the largest sects on the continent have formed an alliance called the Immortal Suppression Alliance, and all sects on the continent must join it. From first-class sects to third-class sects that are not even worth mentioning, as long as it is a war in the mortal realm, they are not allowed to participate. Even if the emperors of two countries are fighting face to face, they are not allowed to interfere. Otherwise, they will become enemies of all sects in the Immortal Suppression Alliance. Grudges between sects can also be discussed within the Immortal Suppression Alliance and must not involve mortals."

After listening to Yu Qing'an's words, Bai Cheng continued to flip through the Body Refining Manual in his hand. When he turned to the last page, he suddenly saw three characters written in the lower right corner: 'Huang Tianmu'. "Hmm? Is this a person's name?" Bai Cheng couldn't help but ponder this in his mind, but he didn't pay it any mind to it. After all, his priority was to continue strengthening his own cultivation.

The next day, Bai Cheng and Yu Qing'an arrived inside the mysterious cave.

After thinking for a while, Bai Cheng said, "Uncle Yu, I want to stay here and cultivate for the remaining three days."

Yu Qing'an looked puzzled and asked, "Huh? Then how will you eat?"

At this point, Bai Cheng pointed to the stone wall beside him. There were many mushrooms growing at the bottom of the stone wall. These mushrooms were ordinary mushrooms and did not emit a faint light like spiritual plants. They usually grew in damp environments.

Yu Qing'an also noticed the mushrooms below the stone wall. After observing them for a while, he said to Bai Cheng, "Since you've made your decision, I'll come back in three days."

After saying that, he led Bai Cheng around and pointed out several edible plants, some of which had grape-like fruits on them. Then Yu Qing'an left the cave.

After Yu Qing'an left, Bai Cheng continued his cultivation. This time, he wanted to try cultivating in the central area of ​​the waterfall.

With a determined look in his eyes, he charged towards the waterfall, then leaped into its center. However, he didn't land safely; instead, the immense force of the waterfall instantly crushed him, leaving him sprawled on all fours, blood gushing from his mouth.

Bai Cheng felt as if a massive boulder weighed down on him, the immense pressure threatening to flatten him; he couldn't even arch his body slightly. "Damn it, I was careless." After this internal monologue, his eyes contorted with rage, veins bulging on his face. He took a deep breath and let out a hysterical roar that echoed throughout the cave.

Then, his veins bulged all over his body as he used all his strength to arch his back in the middle of the waterfall. He used all his strength to support his limbs, while the water, as heavy as a boulder, kept pounding against his back.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his chest, as if something was about to burst his heart. "What, what is going on? Could it be that I have heart disease at such a young age?" As the intense pain spread, a faint light suddenly appeared from his chest. This light flowed through his blood vessels to his entire body, and Bai Cheng now looked like a piece of something about to fall apart, with all the blood vessels in his body illuminated by this light.

Upon seeing this scene, Bai Cheng immediately recalled the moment he was struck by the mysterious fragment on Blue Star. Inside his heart, that very fragment was radiating blue energy, but this time, unlike before, he didn't feel the tearing pain; instead, he felt as if his body was burning.

As the light enveloped his entire body, it was as if he were covered in blue lightning. At that moment, he suddenly realized that the waterfall's flow had lessened its impact on his body. Although it wasn't as easy, Bai Cheng could now stand up in the center of the waterfall.

He raised his hands in disbelief to observe the scene. He knew that he had been transported to this world after being struck by that fragment. "Could this be the effect of that mysterious fragment?" Thinking this, he suddenly jumped out of the waterfall.

As he leaped off the waterfall, he discovered that even the pressure of the water at its center had no effect on his skin; it felt as if it were made of some kind of hard object, effortlessly cutting through the water. His strength suddenly surged, and he soared over fifty meters into the air before slowly descending. Upon landing safely, the light in his veins gradually dimmed until the light at his heart completely extinguished. Then, a tremendous feeling of exhaustion washed over him.

Bai Cheng suddenly seemed to lose control of his body, collapsing straight to his knees on the grass covered with candle grass. He could only vaguely feel his body; he had no strength left, not even able to lift his arms. If it weren't for his heavy breathing, anyone who saw him would have thought he was a corpse.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Cheng finally regained some strength. He struggled to his feet and gathered his thoughts. His condition just now was truly unbelievable. If he hadn't already prepared himself for this to be a world of cultivation, he would have thought he was about to transform into some strange and bizarre creature.

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Meanwhile, somewhere else, an elderly man with white hair and an air of otherworldly wisdom sat on a shrine.

His face was aged yet kind, his eyes revealing wisdom and depth. His hands rested flat on his knees, a faint aura of immortality swirling around him. He wore a magnificent robe, the Daoist energy manifesting as vibrant colors that danced around him like countless rainbows forming a splendid barrier. Behind him, a massive halo floated, radiating powerful energy fluctuations.

At this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes. This simple movement generated a huge shockwave that spread throughout the entire hall. The disciples below the platform, seeing this, all bowed in unison and said, "Welcome, Master!"

At this moment, a female disciple who was closest to the old man below the altar asked, "Master, what happened?"

The woman who spoke was none other than an extremely beautiful female disciple beside the white-haired old man. She had a full, graceful figure, her curves as beautiful and captivating as a work of art. Her face was like that of a celestial being, her beauty beyond mortal comprehension.

The old man, with a dignified expression, said, "Tianxue, I just sensed that the Ancestral Master's sword seemed to move slightly."

Upon hearing this, Tianxue was taken aback, and then replied, "Master, could it be that the Divine Sword Typhoon is too strong?"

The old man replied in an unquestionable tone, "Tianxue, don't joke around. This is a sacred place; where would the wind come from?"

Upon hearing this, Tianxue was slightly startled: "Then... how is that possible? Our ancestor perished along with the Demon Lord in that great battle more than two thousand years ago. Their weapons were shattered, and all the energy within them dissipated. This sword has been stuck in the Divine Sword Platform ever since. Although it has recovered some of its energy, the materials used in its blade are still of unparalleled quality. The only flaw is that this sword seems to be missing a piece."

At this moment, the old man continued slowly, "Indeed, I once heard the patriarch say that when he forged this sword, he poured all the hardest and rarest materials in the world into it, and it took hundreds of years to complete the sword. On the day the divine sword was born, its mere sword light tore apart the entire immortal mansion. I still remember that scene. It's just a pity that although the divine sword has recovered some of its energy, its most important core part seems to have disappeared. I have searched for it for a hundred years using my great divine powers of calculation, but I have not been able to find it. It's as if it has vanished from this world."

After listening to the old man's words, Tianxue also had some questions: "I have heard that the patriarch seemed to have torn through space with the Demon Lord during that great battle. Could he have fallen into some unknown secret realm?"

After hearing this, the old man's expression fluctuated slightly. He then sighed and said, "Alas, it's hard to say. My great divine power of calculation can calculate the positions of all things in heaven and earth, even the stars in the universe. After all, all the fragments at that time were deduced by my calculation technique. Even if they fell into spatial ruins, they would be found. Only this most crucial part, the sword core, seems to have disappeared. Fortunately, the current divine sword still has enough energy, which can be used to continue refining the sword's spiritual body."

After hearing this, Tianxue also blurted out, "Master, we haven't produced a sword spirit body for many years."

The old man's thoughts were also interrupted by these words. He then sighed and continued, "Alas, there are few geniuses among the younger generation these days. True geniuses are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns."

After saying this, the old man paused for a moment, then continued, "Perhaps the slight movement of the divine sword just now was merely a coincidence."