Practicing the Imperial Scriptures was no easy task. Even though Wang Xiu had laid out the path for the Snow Ancestor, it would still take her some time to truly begin. Luckily, Wang Xiu wasn't in a hurry and began cultivating in the valley. While comprehending the Daoist Text within the Heavenly Book, he simultaneously increased his Cultivation Level.
Over these past few days, Wang Xiu had received quite a bit of praise. His Cultivation Level skyrocketed, especially when the Snow Ancestor was around, as she guaranteed both quality and quantity. She alone was worth three or four Saints.
「Several days later,」
A violent surge erupted from Wang Xiu's aura. Runes swirled around his body, brilliant radiance erupted, and a mist of rosy clouds enveloped him. His Twelve-color Nascent Soul was like a peculiar treasure of heaven and earth, radiating a magnificent divine light.
Seventh Heaven of the Nascent Soul Realm! He had officially entered the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.
