"The second major achievement of 'Chaotic True Primordial Scripture', my cultivation power is now as thin as silk, splitting into 5,000 strands. At the same time, my initial Easy Tendon Realm cultivation has also been greatly consolidated. It's time to draw the Seal of Strife."

  Lin Ming chose the Yuan Symbol and the Dou Seal this time. The former accelerates his cultivation speed, while the latter enhances his own strength.

  Yuán Fú had already successfully drawn it, but at that time he was only at the peak of his cultivation. In order to draw this Dou's Seal, he overused his spiritual energy and true yuan, falling into a deep sleep for three days and three nights. For safety reasons, the Dou's Seal was put aside. Now his cultivation had steadily reached the Easy Tendon stage, plus the second major completion of the "Hún Dùn True Yuan Secret", compared to drawing this Dou's Seal which was much easier.

  Lin Ming put the Soft Silver Spear back into the Xumi Seal, closed the door, and hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign. He then lay down on his bed and fell into a deep sleep for several hours, until the sky was brightening. Lin Ming got up, washed, ate, and drank water.

  Then he sat quietly for a while, got up to wash his hands, burn incense, take a bath, and eliminate all distractions from his mind, making his thoughts completely empty, while adjusting his mental strength to its best state.

  This time the painting is very important to Lin Ming, the materials used for the Dou Zhen Yin are even more precious than those of the Ju Yuan Fu. There are several materials that are particularly cherished, and Lin Ming can't even prepare a backup because they are completely unique and cannot tolerate any failure.

  Lin Ming spent half a time adjusting his mentality, and then he began to draw the Dou Zhen Yin...

  This painting is a whole day's work, from morning to evening. Lin Ming did not eat or drink anything, and his mind was completely empty of distracting thoughts. This state of mind had a significant effect on his cultivation, and it also worked well for writing talismans, as he could maintain a completely empty state at all times, with no distractions in his heart, so Lin Ming's mental strength remained highly concentrated.

  Ordinary people's soul force consumption is excessive. They will feel dizzy and sleepy, wanting to pass out, but Lin Ming can still maintain his best state in this situation.

  Until the sunset, Lin Ming finally completed the last stroke of his painting. The hundreds of symbols that had been suspended in mid-air merged into one under the glow of the crimson twilight in the western sky, creating a breathtakingly beautiful moment of radiance and splendor.

  It took half a stick of incense for the Ming symbol to fully merge, and the Douzhi seal slowly formed, transforming into a flowing light. Suddenly, it sank into Lin Ming's right hand, finally condensing into dragon and phoenix dancing script on his palm.

  The inscription on the seal of Dou gives people a sense of mystery and ancient simplicity, but this seal's inscription is like a calligrapher's handwriting. At first glance, it vaguely resembles an ancient-style "Dou" character, especially with the middle vertical stroke being slightly longer, emitting a sharp and fierce aura, just like a long spear.

  After drawing the Douzhi Seal, Lin Ming's consumption was enormous. This time his true yuan had been replenished a bit, but his spiritual power was still overdrawn. He barely drank some water and fell asleep immediately.

  This sleep was another day and night.

  After waking up, Lin Ming's stomach was growling with hunger and his head was aching badly.

  After eating something and meditating for a while, Lin Ming did not continue to cultivate, but instead casually changed into a set of clothes and came to the Power Measuring Room of the Seventh Rank Wu Fang.

  The effect of Douzhi Yin was simple and clear, directly increasing the warrior's **strength and true yuan combat power. Lin Ming wanted to try out how much his combat power would increase with Douzhi Yin.

  He chose a measuring stone monument in the corner of the testing chamber, Lin Ming took a deep breath, and his true yuan began to flow. When the true yuan flowed through his right hand, the text of the Dou Zhen Seal emitted a faint red glow, as if blood was flowing.

  "Cheers!"

  Lin Ming let out a loud roar, and his fist shot out. A dull, muffled sound echoed through the air as the power-measuring stone stele seemed to have been struck by an iron hammer, shaking violently!

  The crystal stone pillar shot up like a fountain and actually reached a height of seven feet two inches.

  Seven thousand two hundred catties!

  Lin Ming's eyes lit up, this achievement had already far exceeded Ling Sen's casual strike.

  At first, Ling Sen's casual strike was 4,900 kilograms. Even if he only used 80% of his strength at the time, Ling Sen's full power would be no more than 6,100 kilograms, which is still 1,000 kilograms less than Lin Ming's current achievement!

  When a warrior reaches the peak of the Condensation Period, their strength can reach 8,000 jin. Among them, a small number of practitioners with innate divine power can have a strength of up to 10,000 jin.

  Lin Ming's current 7,200 jin of strength was already very close to the peak of the Congenital Realm.

  Dou's seal and Ju Yuan symbol have been completed one after another, the "Hunyuan True Origin Formula" has achieved its second major accomplishment, the realm of wind intention has been realized, the Easy Tendon period has been broken through, and the evil spirit seed also exists.

  As for "Jue Mai Shou", it's even simpler, and originally wasn't a particularly impressive martial skill. Lin Ming had already mastered it previously.

  Everything that needs to be done has been done, and it's only been a little over two months since the assessment of the core disciples.

  There is plenty of time.

  Taking a deep breath, Lin Ming was full of confidence. Compared to the third time he charged into the Wan Jian Array, he now had the Dou Zhan Seal, the Heavy Profound Soft Silver Spear, the Evil God's power, and even further mastery of the Chaotic True Devil Scripture and his strength was like silk.

  Even now, Zhang Guoyu and Lin Ming have a great chance of winning.

  "I've won against Zhang Guanyu, and I'll get a 500-year-old Blood Spirit Mushroom, which will greatly benefit my Qi and blood. Zhang Guanyu is a treacherous person, I don't know what sinister plot he's brewing to deal with me, I must challenge him as soon as possible, best to cripple him at the same time, lest I have endless worries."

  Time flies, and before long, it was the day of the imperial palace banquet.

  The entire palace was decorated with lanterns and streamers, heavily guarded. On the main road of the palace, a hundred-meter-long red carpet was laid out. Beautiful palace maids who had been carefully selected presented various exquisite delicacies to guests from all sides.

  Most of the people present today are young and talented, among the top ten disciples of Tianzhongfu in Qixingwu Mansion, the core disciples of Qixingwu Mansion, including some young talents from large families who have average strength but are all gathered here.

  Apart from this, all the princesses and princes, including Crown Prince Yang Lin and Prince Yun of Cloud, were present.

  However, today the two were not the main characters. Even Lin Ming and Qin Xuanxian, such dazzling new stars, were not the main characters. Today's protagonist was a special envoy from Qiuxuan Valley, but what kind of person this Qiuxuan Valley envoy was, most of the guests present did not know.

  "The Emperor has arrived!"

  At the eunuch's announcement, the palace maids standing on both sides of the carpet all knelt down, while the guests present did not need to do so, and simply bowed their heads in courtesy.

  Lin Ming looked up and saw an old man wearing a nine-star crown, dressed in a five-clawed dragon robe, and wearing golden dragon boots slowly walking into the hall.

  This old man, although dressed in a majestic attire, could not hide the heavy twilight air between his eyebrows. His eyes were almost buried in wrinkles, and the skin on his neck had begun to sag. There were faint age spots at his temples, making him look at least seventy years old.

  This old man was the Emperor Yang Jian of the Sui Dynasty, who had few children and remained childless for many years. Now that his sons have grown up, he has reached the end of his life.

  Lin Ming saw the Emperor of Tianyun Country for the first time, and on this emperor's body, he did not see any purple energy or dragon energy, but rather almost only a gloomy and depressing dead energy.

  Yang Jian apparently had no intention of greeting his guests and came to the banquet hall, sat on the first seat, and began to meditate with his eyes closed.

  "This Yang Jian, probably only has four or five years of life left, and this is still maintained by taking precious medicine and careful nursing. If an ordinary person had reached this state, they would probably have died already..."

  Lin Mingzheng thought to himself, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Bai Jingyun standing in the corner of the banquet hall. Today's Bai Jingyun was wearing a black formal attire, she seemed to have lost her usual calm demeanor, looking somewhat anxious and nervous. By her side, a young nobleman was chatting with Bai Jingyun, but she clearly didn't hear a word he said.

  "Bai Jingyun... seems to be worried about something..." Lin Ming felt strange, but didn't pay much attention. At this time, Mu Rongzi came over with a glass of juice and stood beside Bai Jingyun. She very straightforwardly pushed the chattering young man aside, "Sister Jingyun, what's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

  "It's nothing." Bai Jingyun forced a smile, just about to say a few words of comfort, when the eunuch reported: "The Seventh Xuan Valley's He Huan Zong's personally transmitted disciple, Master Ouyang, has arrived!"

  Upon hearing this voice transmission, Bai Jingyun's hands and feet instantly turned icy cold. The Huanyuan Sect's Ouyang... was actually him!

  "Azhi, quickly hide and find an excuse to leave halfway," said Bai Jingyun urgently through the true yuan transmission.

  "What?" Murong Zi was perplexed.

  "Hurry up, otherwise it will be too late!" Bai Jingyun was getting anxious.

  "For... why?"

  "This Ou Yang Jie is a wolf in sheep's clothing. Do you still remember what I said at the Crown Prince's banquet last time? My marriage can no longer be decided by myself, all because of him!"

  Bai Jingyun said this, Murong Zi suddenly remembered that at the banquet where the Crown Prince entertained Lin Ming, Bai Jingyun joked about marrying her to Lin Ming. Murong Zi turned around and teased Bai Jingyun, asking why she didn't marry herself. As a result, Bai Jingyun said that her marriage was no longer under her control.

  At first, Murong Zi was puzzled. With Bai Jingyun's identity and status, how could she encounter a marriage that she couldn't control? It turned out that the other party was the direct disciple of the Seventh Mystic Valley's elder!

  The status of the direct disciple is on par with the Seven Xuan Envoys and the masters of various countries' Wu Fu, but because the direct disciples are often close to a certain elder, in actuality, even the Seven Xuan Envoys and the masters must show them three points of respect.

  Murong Zi usually doesn't care about anything, with an attitude of fearing neither heaven nor earth, but she also understands that this kind of person is not someone the Murong family can contend with.

  But just leaving like this, leaving Bai Jingyun alone here, she couldn't bear it in her heart, "Sister Jingyun... I..."

  "Hurry up." Bai Jingyun was getting anxious, the Hé Huān Zōng disciples liked girls who were outstanding in both appearance and talent, if Mù Róng Zǐ was discovered by ōu Yáng Qīng Huā, she would likely be targeted by him.

  Murong Zi bit her lip and quickly walked towards the palace toilet with her head down.