"As everyone knows, to be a qualified sect leader, one must have a grasp of affairs across all peaks."
Great Sect Leader Qin crossed her arms, looking quite pleased with herself.
"So, I happen to know a little about the methods of the Yin-Yang Hall."
"The Yin-Yang Hall emphasizes that solitary Yin cannot thrive, and solitary Yang cannot grow—only when Yin and Yang converge can one achieve perfection. It was only after hearing Tian Miao mention 'extremes beget reversal, adversity turns to prosperity' and observing the two of you that I recalled this."
"What’s the connection between these things?"
Li Mo exhaled a warm, turbid breath, solemn yet unable to suppress his curiosity.
Qin Yuzhi, as an ancient leader of the Divine Calling Sect, surely knew many earth-shattering secrets—though her memory was faulty, flickering in and out.
Just listen—"extremes beget reversal, adversity turns to prosperity"—such profound principles must involve no simple secrets.
Ying Bing also straightened slightly, listening intently.
Qin Yuzhi was quite satisfied with their attentive expressions:
"You’ve heard of the 14th Hall Master of the Yin-Yang Hall, the sect leader two terms before me, right? ...Never mind, you probably haven’t."
"Before this person, the Yin-Yang Hall had always been weak. The path of Yin-Yang can be considered one road, or two—because men can only cultivate the Yang path, and women can only cultivate the Yin..."
Cough!
Li Mo’s expression changed, and he coughed heavily.
Close call—Sect Leader Qin’s little mouth ran wild, and if you weren’t careful, she’d drop a bombshell.
Do you have any idea how bad this is for young people’s mental health?!
"My memory’s already faulty—don’t interrupt me next time."
Qin Yuzhi huffed before continuing, thankfully rephrasing this time:
"Men carry Yang’s impurity, women bear Yin’s turbidity—both can only cultivate one aspect of Yin-Yang, unable to achieve convergence. Thus, the Dao remains incomplete, and for a long time, the Yin-Yang Hall never produced a seventh-realm Saint."
"Until that person appeared! He was a peerless genius of Yin-Yang, reaching the sixth-realm Dharma Body in an astonishingly short time. His pure Yang martial arts were unmatched, yet he too was plagued by the limitation of solitary Yang."
"So, he entered closed-door meditation, seeking a breakthrough. After sitting in stillness for three months, an incredible transformation occurred!"
"Namely—extreme Yang gave birth to Yin! After pushing pure Yang to its limit, he became a woman!"
"??? Wait, hold on—"
Li Mo’s back went cold as he couldn’t help interrupting, "You’re saying I might also..."
Qin Yuzhi rolled her eyes. "Stop worrying. You’re nowhere near that level—at most, you’re just a little overheated."
Li Mo sighed in relief. "I see."
Qin Yuzhi continued, ignoring him:
"Then, she became the new sect leader. Later, she pushed extreme Yin to its limit as well, achieving extreme Yin giving birth to Yang—and changed back."
"To cover this up, he staged a whole drama—the old sect leader was framed and imprisoned, enduring hardships until the day of vindication, where he returned triumphantly to defeat the usurping 'witch' and reclaim his throne."
"If I hadn’t entered his dreams, I wouldn’t have known those two sect leaders were the same person..."
At this point, Qin Yuzhi shuddered, as if the memory alone dirtied her eyes.
Ying Bing: "..."
Tian Miao: "..."
Li Mo: "..."
This was wilder than the wildest rumors. If such talents kept emerging, it was no wonder the Divine Calling Sect—once the overseer of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths’ cosmic forces—had fallen to its current state of universal disdain.
"You’re not planning to teach us that method, are you? I’m not interested."
Li Mo outright refused.
Qin Yuzhi tapped her sect leader-exclusive enamel cup irritably.
"See, you’re jumping to conclusions again! At least let me finish! Every story has an ending, doesn’t it?"
"..."
Why not start from the dawn of creation while you’re at it...
Li Mo mentally grumbled but still cupped his hands, signaling her to continue.
"Hmph. Later, this person mastered both extreme Yang and extreme Yin—but they remained separate paths. So, he devoted himself to researching how to unify them."
"And he succeeded! The method was dual cultivation—a technique for men and women to cultivate together, harmonizing Yin and Yang!"
"Eh?!"
Li Mo was stunned.
What kind of Ancestral Founder of the Joyful Union Sect was this?!
"Wipe that indecent look off your face. It’s a legitimate method, embodying the profundity of Yin-Yang."
"And it happens to suit your current situation. Hmph! Most people wouldn’t even get the chance to learn such a lost art!"
Qin Yuzhi snapped her fingers, and two dreamlike bubbles flew from her sleeve, entering Li Mo and Ying Bing’s brows.
Understanding dawned. Ying Bing initially frowned but soon relaxed slightly.
This was indeed an orthodox method.
Of course, it required practitioners to maintain clarity of mind.
Clarity of mind... Well, she had always been disciplined.
She glanced at Li Mo and found the young man radiating righteousness, his gaze firm—anyone would call him a true gentleman.
"..."
"Whew... Truly impressive. The creator of this method must have been a genius."
After absorbing the technique, Li Mo couldn’t help asking:
"So why did he step down, letting you become sect leader?"
Qin Yuzhi found the question somewhat rude. After a pause, she replied:
"He strayed from the path. First, many sought him to reverse Yin and Yang—starting with palace eunuchs, then even those who wanted to 'experience another life.' That violated the law."
"Ah."
A criminal path indeed...
"Second, while the method itself is neutral, people aren’t. Some, chasing efficiency, lost their way—abandoning mutually beneficial Yin-Yang harmony for the predatory path of absorption."
"Eventually, the Yin-Yang Hall no longer maintained balance but caused chaos. Some concubines even became pregnant by eunuchs... Emperor Yu was furious and dismissed him."
"...Sounds like the main issue was the harem."
"Finally, he left with his followers and founded... oh yes, the Joyful Union Sect."
Pfft—
Li Mo choked on his Snow Ginseng, nearly coughing his lungs out.
So he really was the Ancestral Founder of the Joyful Union Sect!
Meaning this dual cultivation technique technically originated from their patriarch...
Li Mo scratched his neck and glanced at the ice block beside him.
Ying Bing’s face was frosty and aloof.
If one ignored her trembling lashes and the wailing giant doll in her arms.
The Cold Immortal was clearly wholly focused.
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
