Ever since he was born, Yìng Wúyī stayed within the Azure Cloud Immortal Palace.
Nurtured by divine fluid every day, he was personally cared for by Ying Hongyi.
Just like that, one year later Yìng Wúyī officially stepped onto the path of cultivation.
"Mortals are divided into five realms: Blood-Moving, Five Viscera, Bone-Forging, Aperture-Opening, and finally, the Spirit Transformation Realm."
Teaching the Dao was dry and tedious.
Yet with Ying Hongyi personally giving the lecture, Yìng Wúyī somehow mustered all twelve points of his spirit to pay attention.
"In the first four mortal realms, the methods of cultivation are countless. Some enter the Dao through Blood-Moving, simultaneously tempering their Five Viscera and forging their bodily bones."
"Others forge their bodily bones first, using their bones to move their blood as they step onto the path of the Dao..."
"Yuán'ér, there is no single strongest method to enter the Dao. Since you were born with an innate companion Emperor-level technique, that is the most suitable one for you."
"The Spirit Transformation Realm is also known as Entering Divinity. Once you enter Spirit Transformation, you have already placed half a foot into the Divine Realm."
"The divisions of each realm are the same, consisting of nine stages. Completing all nine stages brings you to Great Perfection, allowing you to step into the next realm, known as second-realm, third-realm, fourth-realm mortals..."
"However, some heaven-chosen prodigies can cultivate a tenth stage. This stage is called the Extreme Realm!"
"Beyond that, there are still top-tier monstrous talents who can break the extreme and step into the Breakthrough Extreme Realm!"
"It is rumored that in ancient times, a supreme monstrous talent broke thirty-six extremes within the Spirit Transformation Realm, forging a supreme foundation and stepping into the forty-sixth tier of Spirit Transformation!"
"Even so, if this causes one's cultivation progress to lag and fail to keep pace with the era, it is likewise undesirable."
Yìng Wúyī listened in silence, tilting his little head as he asked:
"Can Mother break the extreme realm?"
Hongyi smiled slightly, scooped Yìng Wúyī up in her arms, and stroked his delicate little face as she replied:
"I broke all ten realms."
"Eh?!"
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Accompanied by Hongyi, Yìng Wúyī's cultivation advanced rapidly.
First realm: Bone-Forging, breaking into the Breakthrough Extreme Realm!
...
Second realm: Aperture-Opening, stage one!
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Two years later.
Inside a hall of the Azure Cloud Immortal Palace, an infant sat upright. His skin resembled white jade, and the aura of Spirit Transformation burst forth around him, wreathed in Xuanhuang spiritual Qi.
*Phew*, he had finally broken through. As expected of a half-immortal scripture!
Generally speaking, apart from invincible techniques, few among the younger generation initially specialized in cultivation methods above the saint level.
Top-tier geniuses all possessed Daos of their own.
If one used divine-level techniques that did not align with one's own Dao, errors would occur, and without great fortune or fortuitous encounters in the later stages, it would inevitably lead to cultivation problems.
Consequently, one would fall behind step by step.
Even if one forcefully kept up, their strength would certainly be diminished; all in all, it could not compare to exploring step by step on one's own.
Though slow, it was steady!
Aside from this, those with insufficient talent also found it difficult to cultivate top-tier methods.
Yet there were exceptions, such as finding a cultivation method suited to oneself based on one's constitution.
Or, like Yìng Wúyī this cheater, cultivating companion techniques and the like.
As long as the cultivation method was suitable, it could be practiced!
Originally, that companion technique was only at the Emperor level.
But let us not forget, Yìng Wúyī had another cultivation method.
It was a supreme scripture—*Deriving Fifty*!
"The Great Dao is fifty, I derive fifty!"
Capable of deducing and transforming everything in the world!
[Can only be cultivated by those who possess Yìng Wúyī's identical talent and constitution.]
Thus, a year and a half ago, Yìng Wúyī had used that time to deduce his companion Emperor-level technique into a half-immortal scripture—*Engendering and Transforming Qiankun*!
At the same time, this confirmed the terrifying nature of *Deriving Fifty*!
Moreover, because of his innate talent and constitution, he did not even need to consider karmic or Heavenly Dao backlash.
To speak further of *Engendering and Transforming Qiankun*, in short:
It could elevate the quality of all things.
For example, it could transform a low-grade spirit stone into a top-grade spirit stone.
And having become a half-immortal scripture, what it could elevate was no longer limited to "objects"!
The spiritual Qi Yìng Wúyī used for cultivation was precisely this transformed "ultra-top-grade spiritual Qi."
Furthermore, upon reaching certain conditions in cultivating this technique, one could form the Qiankun Transforming Dao Body!
However, those were matters for the future.
"Yuán'ér, come to the main hall and let your mother take a look at you~"
At that moment, the call of his mother echoed in Yìng Wúyī's mind, so he got up and stepped out of his hall's doorway.
The Azure Cloud Immortal Palace was composed of numerous palaces and islands, located in the skies above the eastern sector of the primary Ying family.
Countless spiritual herbs and auspicious beasts covered the ground, nurturing an endless supply of heavenly treasures.
At this moment, Yìng Wúyī stepped into the main hall.
"Wúyī pays his respects to Mother."
He looked toward the figure ahead: draped in a fiery red robe, reclining half-recumbent atop a coiled dragon, her posture alluring and brimming with mature maternal charm; behind her, the shadow of a Heavenly Phoenix soared to the nine heavens, her majestic spring-like authority naturally revealed, resembling a Heavenly Venerable looking down upon the mortal world. Yet her pair of vermilion phoenix eyes were currently carrying a hint of grievance as she looked at Yìng Wúyī down below.
"To think that my Cloud Palace is so desolate, with only Consort Qing willing to keep me company by my side."
Ying Hongyi looked like a resentful maiden in her boudoir, her tone enough to tug at one's heartstrings.
Yìng Wúyī glanced at Consort Qing—whose former name seemed to be Dài Qīng'ér, a swallowing Yin-Yang cat, and a spirit beast that constantly accompanied his mother.
Yìng Wúyī withdrew his gaze and then threw himself straight into Ying Hongyi's embrace.
A subtle, captivating fragrance rushed to the tip of his nose, going straight to his heart.
"Wúyī knows he was wrong; Wúyī will stay right here and accompany Mother."
Feeling the affectionate movements of her son in her arms, Ying Hongyi said no more.
After lingering in tenderness for quite a while, her imposing aura finally subsided, and she resumed her lazy, enchanting posture.
"You, you're just like when you were nursing, you only know how to please me."
"Mother~"
Yìng Wúyī's little face flushed red as he buried his head in Ying Hongyi's embrace with a trace of shyness.
As an outstanding modern youth... he originally wouldn't have wanted to do this.
But... alas, she really smelled too good...
A true display of his true nature!
"Does Yuán'ér still like it? If you like it, I still have some here...... Though after drinking so much of mine, you still don't seem to grow at all, sigh~"
"Mother?!"
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Yìng Wúyī's little face was already completely red, and he hurriedly stopped his mother.
Because of his talent and constitution exempting him from the rules of the Heavenly Dao, Yìng Wúyī's body had not changed; he still retained the appearance of an infant, with delicate skin and a face as flawless as jade.
"Alright, alright! I won't tease Yuán'ér anymore. We haven't seen each other in a full month, let me take a good look at you."
"Your foundation is solid, and your aptitude is heaven-reaching. Even back in my day, I couldn't compare to you, but your realm is advancing far too quickly."
"Wúyī only breaks through when it's uncontrollable; it's already very slow. Doesn't Mother want Wúyī to become stronger and stronger?"
"I can, but there's no need."
"......"
(ー_ー)!!
"Silly Yuán'ér, being too strong isn't necessarily a good thing."
"It gets boring."
A smile still hung on Hongyi's lips, yet her expression held a trace of desolation.
Ah, yes, yes, yes!
Yìng Wúyī's mouth twitched; everything Your Elder says is right.
"Very well, by my count, your tribal younger cousin will also be descending into the world soon."
"Afterwards, you will still need to go and get acquainted with the little fellows in the clan. Once your ten-year ceremony passes... my Yuán'ér will have to stand on his own two feet."
Though Yìng Wúyī did not quite understand the implication behind his mother's words, he still rubbed his head against her slender, exquisite chin.
"If Mother wishes it, Wúyī will stay by Mother's side and serve Mother forever!"
"No. My son has ambitions that span the universe, and that is a good thing! As a mother, I should naturally smile and hope for you to accomplish great and grand achievements; how could I possibly have any reason to hold you back?"
"However, if anyone dares to bully my son in the future, I will surely make them suffer the torment of ten thousand insects devouring their heart, wishing they had never been born!"
"Understand?"
Ying Hongyi naturally could tell that Yìng Wúyī's words came from the bottom of his heart.
Yet as a mother who deeply loved her son, she knew he possessed an even broader world and might even surpass her!
Yìng Wúyī also understood his mother's intent—she hoped he would stay by her side so that she could protect him for a lifetime!
Thus, he said: "Wúyī only wishes to break through into divinity at an early date, converge the Spirit Sea, and open the Divine Treasury. Only then can this body grow naturally, and in the future, it will be my turn to protect Mother!"
After entering the Divine Treasury Realm, relying on the deduction of *Deriving Fifty*, one could control their life cycle and thereby gain the ability to "grow."
Otherwise, his body would not grow normally like an ordinary person's!
"Pfft!"
Ying Hongyi's lips instantly bloomed with spring, a single smile causing mountains and rivers to blush in shame.
"To think that Yuán'ér has such thoughts, I am overjoyed."
"But it is still too early to step into a higher realm; it's such a waste of such fine aptitude."
"Besides, I still want to protect Yuán'ér for a few more years."
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
Ying Hongyi flicked Yìng Wúyī right on the forehead with a finger, causing him to cover it with both hands and cry out in pain.
"If Yuán'ér is truly idle and bored, I shall pass down a supreme divine ability to you. How about that?"
"If Mother wants to teach, Wúyī wants to practice."
"Then Yuán'ér, watch closely. This is a Supreme technique!"
With that, she tapped the center of Yìng Wúyī's brows with her jade-like finger.
A torrent of information named the "Phoenix Great Divine Ability" abruptly appeared within Yìng Wúyī's mind.
Yet immediately afterward, Yìng Wúyī subconsciously circulated *Deriving Fifty*!
In the span of a breath!
The "Phoenix Great Divine Ability" reached Great Perfection, and then attained a state of flawless perfection!
Ying Hongyi was still waiting for her son to carefully comprehend it.
Only to discover that the little fellow in her arms suddenly burst forth with wisps of Phoenix Divine Fire, which began to wrap around her imperial garments!
The gigantic, ancient divine bird phantom in the sky slowly condensed, its massive wings spreading wide.
The oncoming wave of heat gently stirred the few strands of black hair beside Ying Hongyi's ear.
"Screee!"
Accompanied by a high and clear, piercing cry, the phoenix shadow danced, circling high above the hall.
Ying Hongyi perceived it at a single glance, and was instantly shocked!
Thinking of her own peerless talent, even in any era she possessed the confidence to suppress everything!
Yet even so, comprehending a Supreme technique would still take her two or three incense sticks' worth of time.
Looking at the precious son in her arms who had brought the Supreme technique to the realm of superb mastery in a single breath, she could not help but fall silent.
An Emperor has tens of thousands of thoughts in a single breath!
At that moment, however, Yìng Wúyī opened his eyes, and within his pair of chaotic Double Pupils, the shadow of a phoenix seemed to linger.
It spread its wings and cried out in his eyes, vanishing with another blink.
Only then did Ying Hongyi snap back to her senses.
"Thank you, Mother, for bestowing this technique. Wúyī likes this divine ability very much."