Dual Cultivation With My Yandere Disciples

Half a day later, Chen Xuan sat cross-legged within Yin Yang Peak, his eyes closed as he regulated the powerful energies surging through his body.

As he refined them, countless insights regarding Yin and Yang surfaced in his mind.

Deep within him, the Yin-Yang Law Mark emerged once more, its intricate patterns becoming increasingly profound and complete.

Black and white light intertwined around it, flowing in perfect harmony.

Every revolution seemed to deepen his understanding of the opposing yet complementary forces that governed existence itself.

The process continued for quite some time.

Only several minutes later did Chen Xuan slowly exhale.

The strange phenomena within his body gradually subsided. The turbulent energies calmed, and the Yin-Yang Law Mark quietly retreated into the depths of his soul.

’Indeed... when it comes to comprehending Yin and Yang, dual cultivation is perhaps the most direct method,’ he sighed inwardly.

In the past, dual cultivation had merely allowed him to absorb additional energy, converting it into Spiritual Energy or using it to accelerate his cultivation.

Now, however, it directly granted him insights into the Laws themselves.

And those insights were precisely what he needed.

Just as Mu Xuanyin had once said, every realm beyond the Nascent Soul was intimately tied to the Laws. The deeper one’s understanding became, the smoother one’s cultivation would be.

The Soul Formation realm was no exception.

If he wished to continue advancing, Chen Xuan had to delve ever deeper into his Immortal Law Mark.

Or more accurately, into the truths of Yin and Yang hidden within it.

Chen Xuan slowly shook his head before rising to his feet.

The Origin Concealment Technique quietly circulated throughout his body, suppressing his aura layer by layer until it once again settled at the Nascent Soul realm.

Only then did he step out of his courtyard.

Although he had finished handling most of the urgent matters and the war had temporarily entered a stalemate, Chen Xuan wasn’t in a hurry to leave the Jade Pure Sect.

Instead, he leisurely wandered through Yin Yang Peak.

It had been quite some time since he had truly walked around this place.

Although it nominally belonged to him, he was perhaps the person who had spent the least time here during the past month.

He had simply been too busy.

Whether it was the war against the demonic path, guiding his disciples’ cultivation, or managing the affairs of the Nine Origins Seas through his clones, every matter demanded his attention.

Only now, with everything temporarily calming down, did he finally have a rare moment to relax.

Chen Xuan concealed both his aura and figure.

With his current cultivation, even the ordinary Elders of the sect would struggle to detect him, much less the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment disciples walking below.

He strolled quietly through Yin Yang Peak, observing the disciples and the changes that had taken place.

Compared to several months ago, the atmosphere was incomparably livelier.

Back then, Yin Yang Peak had ranked near the bottom among the Jade Pure Sect’s Peaks.

After Mu Xuanyin disappeared and left everything to the then-weak Chen Xuan, he had barely managed to maintain order by relying on nothing more than the prestige of his Master’s name.

Now... everything had changed.

The once timid disciples of Yin Yang Peak had become noticeably more confident.

After personally witnessing—or at least hearing countless accounts of—their Peak Master slaughtering demonic cultivators across the battlefield, they finally understood just how formidable he truly was.

Among the older disciples, comparisons with the previous Peak Master gradually became inevitable.

Before long, everyone reached the same conclusion.

Chen Xuan was far stronger than Mu Xuanyin!

Perhaps it was actually a blessing that Peak Master Mu had left!

That old hag had done nothing but torment everyone on Yin Yang Peak! If possible, someone ought to sneak over and vandalize her statue!

"Wait! Who said that last part?"

A male disciple suddenly snapped back to reality, hurriedly looking around at his companions. Yet every one of them wore equally confused expressions, each silently shaking their heads.

None of them noticed the invisible young man quietly walking away with an innocent expression.

Chen Xuan remained perfectly calm throughout the entire ordeal, as though the shameless suggestion had nothing whatsoever to do with him.

He simply continued his stroll, eventually making a full circuit around Yin Yang Peak.

Even then, he still didn’t leave the Jade Pure Sect.

Instead, he turned toward the neighboring peaks.

His first destination was the War Peak.

Once, it had been one of the busiest peaks in the entire sect, constantly filled with disciples sparring and Elders exchanging techniques.

Now, however, it appeared strangely desolate.

Even the defensive formation protecting the peak contained numerous flaws, allowing Chen Xuan to slip inside without alerting a single person.

At first, even he found this rather surprising.

Even if Lan Lanyue had been seriously injured, it didn’t make sense for the entire War Peak to deteriorate to such an extent.

After all, dozens of Core Formation Elders still remained.

Soon enough, however, Chen Xuan discovered the reason.

It all revolved around a certain troublemaker.

"I never expected Xiao Huo would actually do something like this. Peak Master Lan accepted him despite his mediocre talent. Is this how he repays that kindness?" one disciple whispered angrily.

"Shhh! Lower your voice!"

"Peak Master Lan forbade us from discussing this matter."

Hearing the conversation between several nearby disciples, Chen Xuan couldn’t help raising an eyebrow.

Was Xiao Huo really responsible for the current state of War Peak?

But how could he, with his mere strength, possibly throw an entire peak into chaos?

Curiosity piqued, Chen Xuan continued investigating.

Before long, he arrived near the center of the peak.

Unlike Yin Yang Peak, whose central area consisted of elegant courtyards, or the Main Peak with its grand Sect Leader’s Palace, the heart of War Peak was dominated by an imposing martial pavilion.

Having visited it before, Chen Xuan knew that Lan Lanyue resided on its highest floor. Thus, he calmly ascended the stairs.

Whispers echoed in his ears.

As he climbed higher, the clearer the voices became.

Soon, he could hear every word distinctly.

"Who would’ve thought Xiao Huo would steal the Heaven Pill Peak Master painstakingly refined?"

"And all for the sake of a woman..."

The more Chen Xuan listened, the clearer the entire situation became.

By the time he reached the highest floor, he already understood everything.

Lan Lanyue had been injured in the past, having permanently damaged his foundation.

Since then, advancing further had become impossible, and even using his full strength required him to pay a price.

Outwardly, he appeared to have accepted reality.

He spent his days planting flowers, fishing by quiet lakes, and living the peaceful life of a retired cultivator.

However, that didn’t mean he had given up on himself.

Secretly, he had sent people to gather the ingredients necessary to refine a Heaven Pill capable of restoring his damaged foundation.

After countless failures, immense expense, and tremendous effort, he had finally succeeded.

Not only would his foundation recover, but with his accumulated experience, he might even take another step forward.

Yet everything soon changed.

Just as the pill had been completed and Lan Lanyue prepared to consume it, someone stole it.

Xiao Huo!

Claiming that he desperately needed the pill to save the woman he loved, he forcibly snatched it from the alchemist before escaping under the protection of several mysterious cultivators.

Only afterward did Lan Lanyue discover the truth.

Sometime during his travels, Xiao Huo had unknowingly become the son-in-law of a powerful beast clan.

Overcome by rage, disappointment, and heartbreak, Lan Lanyue coughed up several mouthfuls of blood before collapsing unconscious. He had yet to awaken since.

Listening to the entire story, Chen Xuan couldn’t help but twitch his eye.

This sequence of events...

Xiao Huo truly lived up to being a Destined Protagonist.

At the same time, Chen Xuan gained an even deeper appreciation for the Heavenly Insight Eye.

Previously, he had assumed the black mist hovering above Lan Lanyue merely represented his damaged foundation.

Now it became clear that this calamity was just the beginning.

’Sure enough... becoming the Master of a Destined Protagonist rarely ends well.’

’At worst, they’ll be crippled before eventually dying.’

’At best... they’ll somehow end up joining the protagonist’s harem.’

Recalling the mysterious remnant soul accompanying Xiao Huo, Chen Xuan strongly suspected she belonged to the latter category.

Shaking away those absurd thoughts, Chen Xuan stepped into Lan Lanyue’s room.

As expected. The moment he entered, he confirmed everything.

Lan Lanyue lay unconscious upon the bed, his aura fluctuating chaotically as though the flame of his life could extinguish at any moment.

Looking at the once-proud Peak Master, who had even competed for the position of Sect Leader, Chen Xuan couldn’t help feeling somewhat emotional.

He slowly shook his head.

"It’s all because your luck was terrible."

"Who would’ve thought the disciple you painstakingly nurtured would end up becoming such a disaster?"

Recalling that Situ Yang, another outstanding disciple from the same generation, had turned out to be a demonic infiltrator, Chen Xuan found himself speechless.

Among that entire batch of disciples, it seemed that only Mu Chen and Huo Ling’er remained.

Although Chen Xuan spoke aloud, Lan Lanyue naturally couldn’t hear him.

His consciousness remained submerged in darkness.

With a quiet sigh, Chen Xuan waved his hand.

Wisps of emerald mist drifted from his fingertips before gently descending onto Lan Lanyue’s body.

Immediately, the injuries caused by the recent emotional backlash began healing at a visible rate.

Unfortunately, there was little Chen Xuan could do about the damage to his foundation.

That required an entirely different kind of treasure. Thankfully, alleviating his current injuries would at least save his life.

As the healing energy continued flowing into his body, Lan Lanyue’s eyelids gradually twitched.

Moments later, his eyes opened.

Yet by then, the figure standing beside his bed had already vanished without a trace.