Chapter 657
The elder recalled slightly, “I’ve stumbled upon some insights, but I haven’t fully grasped it yet. First, it’s clear that the talent for thunder techniques is higher, somewhat akin to Xiao Xianzi’s Yuan Magnetic Dao Body, which allows her to unleash various thunder techniques at will, almost instinctively.”
That made sense.
“Secondly, this法身 (fa shen, Dharma Body)…” The elder’s face showed some confusion. “It seems to react very quickly, even… incredibly strong.”
“Incredibly strong?”
The elder seemed at a loss for words, so he simply let a flash of golden light envelop him, instantly condensing into the Shenxiao Dharma Body.
His hair stood on end, muscles coiling like dragon tendrils, and he suddenly appeared much larger.
“Just like this!”
The elder lifted his foot and gently stomped on the ground.
The entire Wanshen Island trembled violently.
Everyone was caught off guard, swaying a couple of times before steadying themselves, staring at him in astonishment. The elder proudly boasted, “I didn’t even use any magical power.”
“This Dharma Body has innate divine strength?”
The Blood River Ancestor exclaimed in surprise.
“I don’t know. I just feel that with a single thought, I could shatter everything, even… with one punch, no Yuan Ying stage cultivator could survive.”
The elder clenched his fist, a look of eager anticipation on his face.
Zheng Fa listened to the elder’s feelings and found them somewhat familiar, then suddenly remembered:
What Dharma Body? Isn’t this the old man’s beloved form?
Seeing the expressions of surprise mixed with envy on everyone’s faces, the elder shook with excitement, “Let me tell you, my Dharma Body doesn’t fear the Thunder Tribulation. Even if the Transformation Tribulation came ten or eight times, I wouldn’t…”
In the sky, thunderclouds began to gather again.
The elder froze, glancing at Zheng Fa and then at the sky, swallowing hard. “I… I was just saying.”
“It’s not yours, Master; it’s Senior Sister Zhang’s!”
It seemed that Senior Sister Zhang’s Transformation Tribulation had been interrupted by the elder, and now it was officially beginning.
Everyone reacted quickly, leaping away from the thunderclouds.
“Wuyi?” The elder was startled again, retreating with the others while shouting, “How did she transform? Did I really just close myself off for fourteen years?”
Uncle Pang said irritably, “If you had waited two more years, I would have been ready to transform too!”
The elder glanced at him and saw that not only was his aura pure, but his cultivation had also reached the late Yuan Ying stage. He realized there was no exaggeration in his words, and a look of relief crossed his face.
“Wuyi’s Thunder Tribulation is much gentler…”
Perhaps due to the absence of the elder’s interference during his Transformation Tribulation, Senior Sister Zhang’s Thunder Tribulation lacked the same intensity.
Watching the bolts of lightning strike her courtyard, the elder felt a twinge of concern.
“How many years has Wuyi been in the Yuan Ying stage? Is it a bit rushed for her to transform?”
“Senior Sister’s spiritual power has accumulated sufficiently.”
Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Senior Sister Zhang’s courtyard, the elder opened his mouth, seemingly unable to refute, and added, “It wouldn’t hurt to comprehend the Transformation techniques for a few more years. Why the rush?”
“Master, Senior Sister not only has the two techniques from the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor for reference, but also the ‘Chixiao Yuce’ from Haori Mountain, the ‘Xian Sword Classic’ from the Tianhe Sect, and the Nine Chapters of Calculation and Spirit Techniques. She’s well-prepared…”
As Zheng Fa spoke, he found himself at a loss for words.
The elder’s expression was truly hard to describe, as if he were about to scold someone.
“So you’re saying if I had waited a few more years to close myself off, I wouldn’t have to struggle so much to comprehend?”
“…”
Zheng Fa understood the elder’s grievances.
I left, and you all have your techniques, your spiritual materials, and even a grand formation to assist in calculations…
What was the point of my seclusion?
Senior Sister Zhang could transform in less than twenty years.
The elder had wasted nearly ten thousand years.
The gap between them was largely not due to differences in talent, but rather in the accumulation of knowledge and resources.
If it weren’t for the knowledge of thunder techniques and the Dharma Body methods brought by Zheng Fa, whether the elder could even transform was still uncertain.
In simple terms, the elder had caught a good era, but only at the beginning.
…
The one suffering the most during Senior Sister Zhang’s Transformation Tribulation was probably the elder.
Because it seemed that Senior Sister Zhang’s tribulation was smooth, even much easier than the elder’s.
Especially the Heart Demon Tribulation, which she shattered almost instantaneously.
But…
“What’s Wuyi doing?”
Seeing that there was no movement from Senior Sister Zhang’s courtyard, Uncle Pang couldn’t help but ask.
They didn’t dare approach, fearing something might go wrong, but Senior Sister Zhang’s prolonged absence made everyone a bit anxious.
“Divine powers,” Zheng Fa said, looking up at the sky. “Innate divine powers!”
Before his words had faded, a green light erupted from Senior Sister Zhang’s courtyard, shooting straight into the Xuanwei sky beyond the Nine Mountains.
“Wuyi has also gained innate divine powers?”
Uncle Pang was momentarily stunned, then burst into joy.
“Yeah, based on my experience, it should be so.”
If anyone else claimed to have such experience, no one would believe them.
But Zheng Fa was different—he was like the favored child of heaven.
Once he said this, everyone naturally had no doubts, smiles spreading across their faces, even more joyful than if Zheng Fa had gained divine powers himself.
Now that Senior Sister Zhang was advancing to Transformation and had also gained innate divine powers, it proved one thing:
It wasn’t that Zheng Fa was the favored child of heaven, but rather that Zheng Fa, or the cultivation methods of the Nine Mountains, had a high probability of obtaining innate divine powers!
The significance of this was far deeper than Zheng Fa’s fortune, making it all the more exhilarating for everyone.
Thinking of this, Uncle Pang couldn’t help but nudge the elder with his elbow, saying, “Tell me, since we’re both transforming, why don’t you have any innate divine powers?”
The elder turned to look at Uncle Pang and said with a sigh:
“Wuyi is the disciple of Junior Sister Huang, and I’m her master-in-law. It has nothing to do with you… What are you so happy about?”
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 464: Innate Bagua, Transformation Dharma Assembly
A group of people stood on Wanshen Island, eagerly awaiting Senior Sister Zhang’s emergence.
Innate divine powers were extraordinary.
Take Zheng Fa’s three divine powers, for instance:
The Reverse and Forward Five Elements Divine Light he used in spiritual material research laid the foundation for the Nine Mountains Sect’s refining industry.
If he added the method of Transformation Rainbow, combined with the advanced tactical concepts of the Flying Car Gang—Zheng Fa could almost be invincible in battles: winning or losing was uncertain, but it would be hard to lose.
As for the True Fire of the Great Sun, it not only allowed Zheng Fa to freely alter the techniques within his body but also helped others in the Nine Mountains Sect to reshape their foundations.
Each divine power brought immense benefits to Zheng Fa and the Nine Mountains Sect.
At this moment, everyone was both surprised and expectant about Senior Sister Zhang obtaining innate divine powers.
But just a moment later, the sky changed again.
A mass of black and white chaotic energy emerged from the Xuanwei boundary.
This chaotic energy contained yin and yang, embodying dragons and tigers, formless yet all-encompassing.
The people on Wanshen Island felt an indescribable joy and even reverence welling up within them. Even Xie Qingxue, the most unique among them, looked on with a mix of astonishment and fervor.
They were all cultivators, with the lowest being at the Yuan Ying stage.
At this moment, gazing at the chaotic energy, they felt as if they were witnessing the “Dao.”
In a strange tranquility, the chaotic energy slowly revolved, within which myriad phenomena transformed. Where black and white converged, a figure, ethereal and graceful, emerged from nothingness, shifting from the virtual to the real.
It was Senior Sister Zhang.
The black and white chaotic energy enveloped her, transforming into a white robe.
The robe was as white as snow, making Senior Sister Zhang appear even more celestial.
Most intriguingly, a peculiar pattern was imprinted on the back of the robe: at its center was a yin-yang fish, surrounded by eight similar and orderly patterns.
“What is this pattern?”
Uncle Pang murmured in confusion, but no one around had seen this pattern before and could only shake their heads.
Only Zheng Fa’s eyes held a glimmer of recognition; he had seen it before:
The Yin-Yang Bagua Diagram!
What divine power Senior Sister Zhang had comprehended, Uncle Pang and the others might not understand, but Zheng Fa had already guessed about eighty percent.
Emerging from the chaotic energy was seemingly Senior Sister Zhang’s Yang Spirit, nearly transparent, with golden light flickering in her eyes, and even the edges of her pupils faintly imprinted with the Bagua Diagram.
Uncle Pang suddenly furrowed his brow. “Why does Wuyi seem a bit off?”
It was indeed off.
Senior Sister Zhang usually had a cold demeanor, but she had never been this indifferent.
In her golden pupils, there was not even a hint of coldness, only a void.
Senior Sister Zhang stood several dozen feet above the ground, a distance that Zheng Fa and Uncle Pang could cover in an instant.
Yet her expression made them feel as if she were far, far away, almost as if she were in another world.
The mist in the sky thickened, and Senior Sister Zhang, enveloped in the mist, appeared as pure and ethereal as a cloud.
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