Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: A Martial Artist's Duel with an Immortal
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Soon, another month had passed.
Inside the dwelling, Lu Yang sat on a cushion, a mass of white Qi churning violently in his palm. After a long while, he gently tossed it outward.
Boom!
Following a loud bang, the white Qi rapidly expanded and reformed into a human shape, revealing a face identical to Lu Yang's, but its aura was completely different.
This was because the aura of Lu Yang's true body was ethereal, like that of an immortal—a Dao charm only possessed by true cultivators with superior True Qi. In contrast, the Lu Yang formed from the white Qi had an overwhelming blood qi. His every move seemed to carry immense weight, and his handsome, upright face held an imposing air of natural authority.
“Not bad, not bad!”
Looking at the 'Innate Primal Qi Avatar' he had painstakingly refined for a month, Lu Yang nodded in satisfaction. “I never expected the Martial Way to have such a use.”
Generally speaking, an Innate Primal Qi Avatar is incapable of breaking through to higher realms.
Its essence is a mass of white Qi, formless and ever-changing, making cultivation impossible—just like when Lu Yang had previously cultivated the Heavenly Demon's Blood-Transforming Divine Light and his body had turned into a blood shadow.
However, the Martial Way changed all of that.
Forsaking the path of immortal cultivation, the Martial Way focused solely on nurturing and refining qi and blood. This turned out to be perfectly suited for the Innate Primal Qi Avatar, allowing it to break through the shackles that prevented cultivation!
“Unfortunately, I still don't quite understand how to take the fourth step.”
At present, the 'Innate Primal Qi Avatar' only possessed the strength of the third step of the Martial Way. Although Lu Yang had tried to deduce the fourth step, he had yet to find the true path.
Therefore, for this trip out, Lu Yang planned to head to Tianjing City first.
He intended to meet the 'Sage Heart Scholar' Wang Boyuan, the one who had pioneered the fourth step of the Martial Way. Perhaps he could gain some inspiration from him.
“I'll let you go out and venture forth for me.”
With a thought from Lu Yang, the Innate Primal Qi Avatar immediately disintegrated, transforming into a streak of white Qi that vanished over the horizon, flying toward Tianjing City.
“He's finally made a move!”
Almost simultaneously, inside the Wei family residence in Tianjing City, the ten-year-old 'Wei Yun' suddenly looked up at the sky, a bright light flashing in his dark eyes.
The next second, however, his brows furrowed. “No, it's an avatar.”
Looking at the results of his divination, the Yun family's old ancestor gritted his teeth in frustration.
After waiting bitterly for ten years and expending great effort to manipulate causality, all he managed to lure out was a mere avatar. Wasn't that little demon the least bit anxious?
The Demon Sect had always been known for its bold and aggressive advancement, yet here was this cautious old turtle. For the first time, the Yun family's old ancestor felt he was facing a difficult problem. But he quickly adjusted his plan. If you send out an avatar, I'll find a way to destroy it. Let's see if your true body can still sit still then!
Of course, he wouldn't act personally. That would only alert the enemy.
The best method was to have the martial artists within the secret realm kill Lu Yang's avatar. As a bonus, it would allow them to learn the truth of the secret realm and rise up in rebellion.
Naturally, their rebellion was doomed to fail.
The Yun family's old ancestor didn't care whether they succeeded or not. What mattered was the act of rebellion itself—having these martial artists fight their way out of the secret realm. That was the crucial part.
As long as they left the secret realm, even if they died, their souls would enter the cycle of reincarnation. Not even the Dao Master would be able to capture them and bring them back.
Although they would lose their lives, they would gain their freedom.
Once they reincarnated, these hundreds of millions of living souls would fill the gaps in the great net of karma between heaven and earth. For him, this would be an act of immense merit.
“Perfect. I can have *that* person make a move.”
Having thought this far, the Yun family's old ancestor immediately formed a hand seal and manipulated the threads of causality.
“What secrets are hidden within this Heavenly Scripture?”
Tianjing City, within the imperial palace. One of the seven great Celestial Martial Artists of the current age, the 'Prince Who Guards Martial Might,' Ji Xiong ying, frowned deeply as he studied a golden book before him.
The Heavenly Scripture has four volumes. Daoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism each hold one.
According to legend, the final volume was lost among the common people and vanished without a trace. However, no one knew that it had actually been secretly acquired by the Great Zhou Imperial Family.
It was thanks to this Heavenly Scripture that Ji Xiong ying was able to complete the first three steps of the Martial Way by the age of thirty. Moreover, after the 'Sage Heart Scholar' Wang Boyuan revealed the method for the fourth step, Ji Xiong ying created his own technique, 'Power Under Heaven,' gathering the momentum of the entire nation to empower himself. He ultimately succeeded in breaking through and became a Celestial Grandmaster.
Yet, the more he studied the Heavenly Scripture, the more worried he became.
“Where did the Heavenly Scripture come from?”
“Everything in existence must have an origin. A scripture as profound as this... if someone truly created it, it could only have been one of the legendary immortals.”
At this thought, boundless ambition surged within Ji Xiong ying's heart.
Because even after becoming a Celestial Martial Artist, he discovered that his lifespan hadn't increased at all. It was no different from that of an ordinary person. How could he accept this?
“I want a long life! I want to live for ten thousand years!”
“I want to become an immortal...!”
A crimson glint gradually appeared in Ji Xiong ying's eyes. His already strong desires were now being deliberately provoked, and it was at this crucial moment—
“Who's there!”
Suddenly, Ji Xiong ying raised his head. His 'Power Under Heaven' allowed him to sense any change in the national fate of the entire Great Zhou. The capital, Tianjing City, was practically his personal domain. At this moment, he sensed a distinct 'foreign object' intruding upon it.
With a thought, the momentum of the entire nation instantly empowered Ji Xiong ying.
In that instant, it was as if hundreds of millions of Great Zhou's citizens were lifting his body, allowing him to break through the martial artist's inability to fly and ascend deep into the clouds.
And then, he saw a figure.
The newcomer's robes fluttered as he stood upon the air, clouds swirling beneath his feet. He looked as ethereal as a celestial being, his gaze the only thing that held a hint of surprise as he looked at him.
“You can fly?”
Lu Yang looked at the martial artist before him. Pinching his fingers to make a quick calculation, he immediately understood Ji Xiong ying's identity. “I see. So a Celestial has indeed broken through the shackles of the Martial Way.”
Ji Xiong ying stared back at Lu Yang, frowning. “Your qi isn't condensed, your blood isn't refined, and only your divine will is somewhat passable. You seem to be a rogue cultivator who follows an unorthodox path. Yet you can fly... could it be you've obtained some secret art? No matter. Once I've captured you, I'll naturally learn the whole story!”
With that, Ji Xiong ying attacked without another word!
In the past, though domineering, he wouldn't have acted so indiscriminately. But now, his heart was consumed by the anxiety of his unfulfilled desires.
Furthermore, in his eyes, Lu Yang was no Celestial Martial Artist.
If he wasn't a Celestial, he had no right to speak with him as an equal. In that case, he might as well just capture him and vent some of the frustration in his heart.
“Come here!”
The next moment, Ji Xiong ying's figure blurred, and he instantly appeared before Lu Yang. He reached for his neck, the air at his fingertips letting out a piercing shriek.
Lu Yang and Ji Xiong ying were mere inches apart. Lu Yang could faintly hear a sound like a great river rushing from within the man's body—it was the surging of his qi and blood. The beat of his heart was like a heavenly drum, booming with power. What kind of formidable physique could support such qi and blood?
“It's definitely comparable to the Perfected Qi Refining Realm.”
Lu Yang was amazed. In terms of sheer physical resilience, Ji Xiong ying surpassed even him, who had achieved minor success in the Sage's Theft. His toughness could only be described as inhuman.
“But it seems his physique is all he has.”
Pfft!
In the next instant, blood splattered.
Ji Xiong ying shot backward as if struck by a heavy blow, staring at Lu Yang in utter shock. A 'white line' between them was slowly fading away.
It was that 'white line' that had just sliced open his palm.
“What kind of martial art is that?”
“A Sword Qi Talisman.”
Under Ji Xiong ying's stunned gaze, Lu Yang gave a calm smile, took out a piece of yellow paper covered in indecipherable scribbles, and then set it on fire—
Boom!
In that instant, Ji Xiong ying felt a sharp pain between his brows as the same sword qi that had just torn through the flesh of his hand erupted from the burning talisman!
Beneath the brilliant sword qi, a dumbfounded face was illuminated.
Wha—What the hell!?
(End of Chapter)