Of course, a special physique is only a foundation given by birth. How far one can go, what height one can reach—it all depends on personal effort. Even with exceptional talent, if one doesn't work hard, they are still nothing. There has never been a cultivator who became invincible solely due to their physique. It merely makes the path of cultivation smoother and faster.
The Nirvana Immortal Phoenix Body was undoubtedly powerful. Even before the physique had fully awakened, its regenerative capabilities were already astonishing. A wound caused by sword or blade could heal within a few breaths.
As long as one wasn't killed instantly, they could recover quickly.
This was almost akin to the legendary undying body. In truth, the Nirvana Immortal Phoenix Body also had another name—Immortal Phoenix Undying Body. To awaken this physique, one must undergo their first nirvana, using the True Fire of Nirvana to temper the body. If one endured it, the physique would transform—like a phoenix reborn in flame—reaching an incredible level. But if they failed, both body and soul would be reduced to ashes.
This information came from the Wordless Heavenly Tome.
Nine nirvanas—each one was equivalent to walking through the gates of death. Every time meant dancing between life and death.
The greater the reward, the higher the price. There is no such thing as a free meal. This is the law of the world.
"Dear husband, when I was about to give birth, I saw a red light cross the sky and enter the Immortal Phoenix Palace, merging into my body. After that, our daughter was born. Before that, I didn't feel our child was inside an egg or anything like that. Could there be something wrong? I've heard that among cultivators, some powerful beings choose to reincarnate after self-destruction, even bypassing reincarnation and possessing unborn children directly. Could it be that someone has taken over our daughter?"
Cai Yan couldn't help but worry and fear.
Cases of possession like this were far too common.
If her child had been taken over by some ancient power, replacing her daughter's soul, she truly couldn't accept it. Though the body would still be her daughter's, the soul and consciousness would be someone else's. That possibility was too cruel.
"It's not like that. What you saw was merely a heavenly phenomenon. I examined it with my Innate Yin-Yang Eyes at the time. It wasn't a real phoenix, nor a soul or any kind of lifeform. It was simply a vision manifested by the heavens in response to our daughter's physique—a form of divine blessing. There's no issue with her. You don't have to worry."
Yi Tianxing calmly comforted her.
He had naturally thought of this possibility before. When he saw the red light descend, he immediately used the Yin-Yang Eyes to investigate. The red light only contained the Dao Rhyme of Heaven and Earth, a sign of heavenly favor—there was no soul, no possession involved.
True possession would require the replacement of the original soul. But his daughter's soul was pure and innate, born naturally, even if refined by the cycle of reincarnation. There were no signs of tampering or intrusion.
"Then that's good."
Cai Yan let out a sigh of relief, her worry dissipating into nothing. She looked down at the infant in her arms with ever greater tenderness, maternal radiance glowing from her entire being.
"Thank you. Thank you for giving our Yi family a little princess. With her, the Yi bloodline continues," Yi Tianxing said emotionally, holding Cai Yan's hand tightly, his expression filled with heartfelt joy.
"Husband, Father and the others are still outside. Why don't we let them in? They must be full of questions after all the commotion just now."
"Alright. Let's invite them in. Now that our daughter is born, it's time to give her a proper name."
Soon, Cai Yong and others came inside, each of their faces lit with joy.
Cai Yan lay on the bed behind a curtain. From beyond it, one could hear the crisp, joyful cries of the newborn. Everyone could tell the child was healthy—and clearly extraordinary.
"Congratulations to the King and Queen on the birth of a little princess!"
Huang Chengyan and the others offered their congratulations with beaming smiles. The entire Great Yi Dynasty now had an heir—no matter the gender, it was cause for celebration. This was the princess of all Great Yi. The king had an heir—it was a matter worthy of nationwide jubilation.
"Father-in-law, the queen has given birth to a daughter—your granddaughter. And as the head of the Ministry of Rites, why don't you choose a name for her? That way we can announce it to the realm and let the people celebrate."
Yi Tianxing smiled warmly.
In that moment, there was no imperial majesty, only the joy of a new father.
"Very well. Then I shall respectfully accept."
Cai Yong did not decline. As Yi Tianxing said, this was his own granddaughter. Her bloodline came from both the Yi and Cai families. His joy was no less than anyone else's. Most importantly, this child had been born with a celestial phenomenon—an omen of nobility and greatness.
"When the princess was born, the sky was covered in flaming clouds. A parasol tree manifested, all birds bowed to the phoenix, and then a phoenix underwent nirvana and turned into red light that entered the palace. Now, our human race walks the path of fortune dynasties—our lifespans will be far greater, akin to celestial beings. The princess's identity is destined for greatness. Since the phoenix entered her, and she was born in the Immortal Phoenix Palace, why not name her... Xianhuang (Immortal Phoenix)?"
Cai Yong pondered for a moment before speaking.
He chose no obscure characters.
In many imperial families, names were intentionally rare to avoid repetition among the populace. Scholars would pore over ancient tomes to find the rarest possible characters. But in Great Yi, this wasn't necessary—there weren't so many taboos.
The name Xianhuang matched her birth and the omens that came with it.
"Xianhuang. Male is Feng, female is Huang. Immortal Phoenix—a fitting name. The phoenix is eternal, reborn from flames. As long as it keeps undergoing nirvana, it is virtually undying, able to live as long as heaven and earth."
Huang Chengyan nodded in agreement.
No one raised objections. The name Xianhuang carried nobility and dignity.
"Very well. She shall be named Yi Xianhuang, the little princess of Great Yi—Princess Immortal Phoenix."
Yi Tianxing nodded firmly and made it official.
The queen had given birth to a princess—a momentous event for all of Great Yi.
Once the name was confirmed, news spread throughout the dynasty. It reached every city and village. Immediately, fireworks were set off across the skies, brilliant lights blooming in celebration. Cheers rang out in every fairy city.
"Wonderful! The little princess—Princess Xianhuang!"
"Haha! She is the treasure of Great Yi, our shining jewel!"
...
Jubilation echoed across the realm.
Yi Tianxing ordered that every citizen could receive one jin of spirit rice—Snow Pear Rice—from their local fairy city. That day, nearly everyone in Great Yi ate spirit rice. Countless citizens offered sincere blessings to the newborn princess.
Yi Tianxing spent a full month at the queen's side, caring for Cai Yan and little Xianhuang.
After the full-moon celebration, he returned to seclusion.
The opening of the Divine-Demon Battlefield drew ever closer. He had to become stronger at all costs.
In a quiet cultivation chamber...
Yi Tianxing sat cross-legged atop a meditation cushion. With each breath, the surrounding innate energy of the world naturally flowed into him, swiftly refined by the Heavenly Emperor's Dragon Suppression Scripture into strands of True Dragon Power, which then merged into his divine sea.
But his consciousness wasn't within his body.
In a gloomy world filled with vicious winds and dark waters, countless terrifying ghosts and asura roamed. Each exuded fierce killing intent, eyes full of brutality, weapons in hand, moving in hordes.
Some were dozens of meters tall, with terrifying appearances and muscles like coiled dragons, emitting a dreadful pressure.
From one region came the clash of battle.
There, a figure clad in Chaos War Dragon Robes was wielding a war spear, fighting a group of ghostly asura.
Each swing of the spear brought a wave of blood. The terrifying spear intent shone with a destructive force—it was the Jade-Shattering Spear Intent: aggressive, desperate, and ready to perish alongside the enemy. This will made the spear strike with unstoppable might, shattering all before it.
But it wasn't just jade-shattering intent—there was another type present.
A spear intent as swift as lightning.
Each thrust was like a flash of lightning, so fast the enemies didn't even realize they'd been pierced before they were torn apart.
"Nothing in the world is truly indestructible. Only speed cannot be defeated. Though not the ultimate martial truth, it still holds profound meaning. The Lightning Flash Spear Art lives up to its name—a low-grade Earth-rank spear technique. Its lightning-fast strikes slay enemies before they even react. Combined with Jade-Shattering Spear Intent, the power multiplies several times over."
"This Ten Thousand Spirits Realm truly is the ultimate place to temper martial intent. Only through battle can martial techniques grow stronger and sharper, evolving into true martial intent. My spear intent has reached the verge of undergoing its second tribulation."
In Yi Tianxing's divine sea, a cold spear stood upright, its edge gleaming, exuding both jade-shattering and lightning-flash spear intent—fused in harmony. No conflict existed between them.
Around the spear, a glowing halo pulsed, emanating a pure yang aura.
This was a first-tribulation spear intent.