Chapter 26
byChapter 26: Frenzied Bloodline!
The Collapse of the Heavenly Way!
The upper echelons of the Guanxuan Universe were shaken.
In a world of emptiness, an elder dressed in black robes gazed into the distance at the end of the heavenly path, watching countless fragments of the great way scatter. His eyes were filled with gravity and shock.
Behind him stood a group of top-tier powerhouses of the Guanxuan Universe.
Someone said in a deep voice: “Why would the Heavenly Way collapse for no reason? Could it be that the people above…”
Another person said: “There has been no movement from above.”
Someone asked in confusion, “Then why?”
A powerful cultivator said solemnly: “The young master is about to take power, yet the Heavenly Way suddenly collapses. This matter seems rather ominous…”
“Silence!”
The black-robed elder at the front shot a fierce glance at the speaker, “Ominous? The young master is the chosen one of this realm, what misfortune could possibly befall him?”
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky above, his expression also somewhat grave, “Notify the young master.”
Treasure Pavilion, Martial Pavilion.
The Martial Pavilion had twelve floors, each containing countless martial arts and divine techniques. The higher one went, the more advanced they became. This place was undoubtedly where countless people in the Guanxuan Universe dreamed of entering, because the Martial Pavilion gathered almost all martial arts and divine techniques of the Guanxuan Universe. Anyone who had the opportunity to enter the Martial Pavilion would definitely experience a qualitative improvement in strength.
On the twelfth floor of the Martial Pavilion, the highest level, there was actually an endless blood-red world. In that blood-red world stood a young man dressed in white robes. The young man had a tower hanging at his waist, and a sword floating beside him.
Suddenly, an anomaly arose. Countless fresh blood accompanied by killing intent surged from the surrounding space-time. In just an instant, it engulfed the white-robed young man in the distance. Gradually, the white-robed young man seemed to become like a vortex, beginning to frantically absorb that blood and killing intent.
On the other side, a group of elders were watching the scene with some nervousness.
As time passed bit by bit, the blood in that world became less and less.
“Not enough!”
The leading elder suddenly said in a deep voice: “Send orders to the Asura Domain, tell them to send more blood and killing intent immediately!”
An elder said: “The Asura Domain has no more top-tier cultivator blood and killing intent in reserve…”
The leading elder’s face remained expressionless, “Take all prisoners from the Asura Domain…”
As he spoke, he glanced at that elder.
The elder immediately understood his meaning and said with some concern: “Elder Su, this violates Guanxuan law, and the young master would never agree to do this.”
Elder Su slowly closed his eyes, “Now is a time of peace and prosperity. Without this, the young master simply cannot break through. The young master alone carries the future of our Guanxuan Universe; we must help him become a god.”
That elder still hesitated.
Elder Su said: “If anything happens, I alone will bear the responsibility.”
Another elder suddenly said: “Elder Su, please don’t do this. We are all doing this for the young master. If there is any blame, we will all share it together.”
The others also nodded in agreement.
Soon, more blood and killing intent suddenly appeared in that world, and this time, the killing intent and ferocity contained in that blood far exceeded what came before.
Endless blood, killing intent, and ferocity were devoured by the white-robed young man. After continuing like this for an unknown duration, the white-robed young man suddenly opened his eyes.
Boom!
In his eyes was a sea of blood, with columns of blood shooting up into the sky, straight into the depths of the firmament. Terrifying bloodline pressure spread out from between heaven and earth like waves.
Frenzied Demon Bloodline!
The number one bloodline in the Guanxuan Universe!
At the same time, the aura around Yang Jia was also frantically surging, breaking through several realms in succession.
Yang Jia suddenly reached out to grasp the Qingxuan Sword. In an instant, the Qingxuan Sword turned blood red. Simultaneously, a terrifying domain suddenly appeared around him.
Invincible Sword Domain!
The Qingxuan Sword trembled slightly, helping him suppress the Frenzied Demon intent. After a long, long time, the blood-red color in Yang Jia’s eyes gradually disappeared.
At this moment, an elder appeared before Yang Jia and respectfully said: “Young Master, the Heavenly Way has suddenly collapsed.”
Yang Jia frowned, “Why?”
The elder said: “We are still investigating.”
Yang Jia looked up, and with just one glance, he could see the heavenly path beyond billions of star rivers. After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, his brows deeply furrowed.
The elder hesitated, then said: “Young Master, the Great Competition of the Ten Thousand States is about to begin. After the competition, you will take power. Yet at this time, our Guanxuan Universe’s Heavenly Way has collapsed for no reason. I fear someone is targeting…”
Yang Jia calmly said: “It’s nothing. In the face of absolute power, all targeting is but a passing cloud.”
The elder hurriedly said: “The young master is invincible and will surely surpass the Guanxuan Sword Master in the future…”
But Yang Jia slowly closed his eyes, “I not only want to surpass my father, but also my grandfather and… my great-grandfather!”
Boom!
A terrifying aura suddenly swept out from within his body, causing the star river to boil instantly.
Invincible Intent!
Order Intent!
Everyone around looked at Yang Jia with disbelief.
That elder also had a face full of incredulity; he had not expected the young master to reach that level.
Central Divine Continent, Guanxuan Academy.
After Ye Tianming said that word ‘get lost,’ he fell straight down. The woman in plain dress above his head also slowly disappeared. However, as she disappeared, she glanced at the sky, where a man dressed in Taoist robes turned and ran.
That Taoist-robed man ran while trembling and said: “Damn it! Is this how you play? When your alt account can’t win, you switch to your main? Shit…”
After Ye Tianming fell, Mu Guanchen suddenly ran over from the side. He quickly caught Ye Tianming. At this moment, Ye Tianming’s face was as pale as paper, his entire body exhausted, as if his energy had been drained.
Mu Guanchen frowned and looked at the small tower, “What happened?”
The small tower dared not say anything and directly played dead.
Seeing that the small tower did not answer, Mu Guanchen did not ask again. He immediately carried Ye Tianming back to the hall. After placing Ye Tianming down, he took a seal from a table nearby and left. He found Song Shi and threw the seal to him, “Go to the Treasure Pavilion and pawn this for me, then get me an Emperor-grade pill.”
Song Shi was somewhat puzzled, “What’s wrong?”
Mu Guanchen said: “That little guy had some problems with his cultivation. His soul and spiritual power have both suffered severe damage.”
Song Shi was immediately shocked, “How could this happen?”
Mu Guanchen shook his head, “Let’s not talk about that now. Quickly go get an Emperor-grade pill.”
Song Shi looked down at the seal in front of him and said in a deep voice: “This is your Mu family’s ancestral seal, also left to you by your parents. You…”
Mu Guanchen said: “These are all external things. Saving a life is more important.”
Song Shi hesitated, then said: “An Emperor-grade pill costs at least 800,000 spirit crystals, which is too expensive. Why don’t I… go to the Nanling family?”
Mu Guanchen shook his head, “That little guy is now one of us, so naturally we should be responsible. How can we trouble others?”
Song Shi said: “But this seal is your…”
Mu Guanchen said: “It’s not important, go quickly.”
With that, he turned and left.
Song Shi remained silent for a moment, then took the seal and disappeared from the spot.
A quarter of an hour later, Mu Guanchen gave Ye Tianming a pill. After about an hour, Ye Tianming’s complexion finally recovered somewhat.
Mu Guanchen carried a bowl of porridge, sat down by the bed, and smiled, “Feeling better?”
Ye Tianming looked at Mu Guanchen, somewhat confused, “Teacher, what happened to me?”
Mu Guanchen said: “Don’t you remember?”
Ye Tianming frowned and thought for a long time, then shook his head, “I don’t remember anything.”
Mu Guanchen said: “Don’t think about it now. Come, drink something.”
Ye Tianming reached out to take the bowl and drank it all down. He shook his head hard but still couldn’t remember anything.
Mu Guanchen said: “You rest for a while.”
With that, he got up and left.
Ye Tianming lay on the bed, “Tower Ancestor, what happened before?”
The small tower said: “You don’t remember anything?”
Ye Tianming nodded, “I don’t remember anything.”
The small tower was somewhat confused in its heart. Could this guy’s memory…
Ye Tianming said: “You know what happened, right?”
The small tower said: “Nothing much, you just had an error in your cultivation and then fainted. Be more careful next time!”
Ye Tianming nodded slightly, “I see.”
This time he lay down for three days and three nights before fully recovering his energy. On this day, he was practicing sword at the back mountain. He walked to a small mountain, his left hand tightly gripping the scabbard. After pondering for a few breaths, suddenly, he drew his sword and slashed.
Stacked Heaven-Cleaving Sword Drawing Technique.
Hum!
Accompanied by the sound of a sword cry, a sword energy broke through the void. The small mountain in the distance was directly split in two from the middle, with countless dust and stone fragments flying, creating a mess.
And the sheathed sword in his hand, unable to withstand the power, had completely shattered.
“Stacking…”
From the side, a voice came.
Ye Tianming turned to look. The person was Mu Guanchen, wearing a long robe and holding an ancient scroll.
Ye Tianming put away his sword and bowed deeply, “Teacher.”
Mu Guanchen smiled, “Your sword technique is not bad.”
Ye Tianming grinned, “My Tower Ancestor taught me… By the way, Teacher, my current strength, among the younger generation of the Ten Thousand States, what level would it be?”
Mu Guanchen said: “Lower-middle.”
“Uh.”
Ye Tianming was somewhat stunned, “Just lower-middle?”
Mu Guanchen smiled, “What else?”
Ye Tianming fell silent. He had originally thought that his current combat power, placed in the entire Ten Thousand States, would at least be upper level.
Mu Guanchen slowly said: “Excluding second-tier and first-tier families, you are indeed upper level. But if you include second-tier and first-tier families, your current strength might not even qualify as second-tier.”
As he spoke, he paused, then continued: “You should know that the resources that second-tier and first-tier families can provide to their descendants are far beyond what you can compare with. Not only do they have top-tier powerhouses guiding them from a young age, but the cultivation methods, divine techniques, and martial skills they practice are also the most top-tier. I don’t know about first-tier families, but at least for second-tier families, the core cultivation methods and martial skills that their core descendants practice from childhood are at minimum Emperor-grade.”
Ye Tianming was shocked in his heart. He knew that the resources of those sect and family descendants were certainly extraordinary, but he had not imagined that even a second-tier family’s core descendant would practice cultivation methods and martial skills that were at minimum Emperor-grade. What about first-tier families?
It was simply unimaginable!
Mu Guanchen continued: “Besides that, there are also cultivation grounds. The cultivation grounds of those second-tier and first-tier families are not ordinary cultivation grounds. They are like those special cultivation grounds at the Treasure Pavilion. In those special cultivation grounds at the Treasure Pavilion, five years inside is equivalent to only one day outside… At least the core descendants of first-tier families can enter such cultivation grounds.”
Ye Tianming was shocked beyond measure, “Five years inside, one day outside? This, this…”
Mu Guanchen said: “Very shocking, right?”
Ye Tianming nodded.
Mu Guanchen smiled, “This is nothing. I heard that the Guanxuan Sword Master had a special cultivation ground in the past. Ten years inside, one day outside. That was truly heaven-defying.”
Ye Tianming shook his head and smiled bitterly, “Cultivating in such cultivation grounds… People like us wouldn’t dare to dream of it.”
Small Tower: “…….”
Mu Guanchen said: “Do you know who was the most prodigious person among the younger generation of the Ten Thousand States in the last competition?”
Ye Tianming looked at Mu Guanchen. Mu Guanchen said: “Ye Jue from the Ye family of the Southern State. At seventeen, he was already at the Saint realm, a full seven realms higher than you are now. Moreover, at each realm, he could challenge those above his level, even two levels above, because the cultivation methods, martial skills, and divine techniques he practiced were all top-tier, which ordinary people simply cannot compare with. In fact, on the path of martial arts, what is compared is not only talent and effort but also family background. And this family background, in most cases, is more important than talent and effort. Many people, it’s not that they aren’t hardworking enough,””But he had already lost from birth.”
Ye Tianming couldn’t refute this. Thinking carefully, there was only deep helplessness.
For ordinary people to cross class boundaries is harder than ascending to heaven.
Mu Guanchen said: “I’m telling you these things to help you understand the gap between you and them. You need to face this gap squarely.”
Ye Tianming shook his head, “Teacher, I understand your meaning, but the reality is that this gap is despair-inducing.”
Mu Guanchen smiled and said: “That’s exactly right to feel despair.”
Ye Tianming looked at Mu Guanchen, who continued: “Despair means you have no retreat path. Since there’s no way back, why not give it your all?”
Ye Tianming immediately understood.
Without family background or powerful backing, what choice do you have except to fight with everything you’ve got?
As for Tower Ancestor, he admitted that Tower Ancestor had something special, but from what he could see so far, while Tower Ancestor had something, it didn’t seem like much.
In short, he had to rely on himself.
Mu Guanchen suddenly said: “The sword technique you just demonstrated, besides stacking, can actually be adapted in other ways.”
Ye Tianming quickly asked, “How can it be adapted?”
Mu Guanchen smiled and said: “Your cultivation method.”
Ye Tianming was somewhat confused.
Mu Guanchen said: “Your cultivation method is very special. Besides spiritual energy, it can absorb other energies. That being the case, why not try absorbing the earth vein power from deep underground?”
Ye Tianming looked completely puzzled, “Earth vein power?”
Although he had read many books, he had barely read any about cultivation because there weren’t any available. The books sold at the Great Dao Bookstore were mostly banned books and improper ones.
Mu Guanchen nodded, “Deep within the earth, there is endless power, which is the earth vein force. You can completely try to use your cultivation method to absorb it for your own use. If your sword technique had the support of this earth power, with your current realm and physical strength, you could stack at least five more layers without stopping.”
Five more layers!
Ye Tianming became extremely excited. His current two-layer stacked sword technique could already kill opponents above his level. If he could stack five more layers, how incredibly powerful would that be?
Moreover, he saw unlimited possibilities.
Earth power!
Wasn’t it endless?
Seeing Ye Tianming’s excited appearance, Mu Guanchen smiled and said: “Try it.”
Ye Tianming nodded. He slowly closed his eyes and began to circulate his cultivation method. He tried to sense the earth, but after a moment, he opened his eyes, “Teacher, I can’t sense the earth power.”
Mu Guanchen smiled and said: “It’s not that you can’t sense it. You’re too excited, too eager. First sit down and calm your mind for half an hour. Don’t think about anything else. Let yourself completely settle down, then use your heart to sense everything.”
Ye Tianming nodded, “I’ll try.”
Mu Guanchen said: “You practice first. I’ll go get some ingredients to cook for you.”
After speaking, he turned and left.
Ye Tianming sat cross-legged, trying hard to calm his mind.
Mu Guanchen arrived at the main hall where Song Shi was still drinking, completely drunk.
Mu Guanchen said: “Old Song, you need to give me some money. That kid needs to cultivate. He can’t just eat vegetables with me every day. We need to buy some high-quality meat and medicinal pills.”
Song Shi rolled his eyes, “Do I look like I have money? The Nanling clan donated some money, but you know how much debt our academy has. Now we don’t have a single coin left.”
Mu Guanchen said: “You’re the academy principal. You need to figure something out.”
Song Shi rolled his eyes again, “Should I go rob someone?”
Mu Guanchen sighed softly, “Old Song, you can’t give up on yourself. You need to pull yourself together.”
Song Shi spread his hands, “You know my situation. My salary is the lowest among all academy principals. My annual salary isn’t even enough for drinking now. At least you have wild vegetables to eat. I don’t even have wild vegetables. I’m suffering.”
Mu Guanchen shook his head, “Alright, alright, don’t be like this. Go to the Treasure Pavilion’s Martial Pavilion and get me some work modifying cultivation methods and martial techniques. Only emperor rank and below, and it needs to be quick…”
Before he could finish, Song Shi suddenly stood up, “Good.”
After speaking, he had already disappeared from the hall.
Song Shi left quickly and returned just as fast. He had taken on a full ten tasks, all for modifying cultivation methods and martial techniques, and all were emperor rank.
For each improved cultivation method or martial technique that received the Martial Pavilion’s approval, one could obtain at least 30,000 spirit crystals. For emperor rank, at least 100,000 spirit crystals, even for just a small improvement. Of course, not just anyone could take on such tasks. Although Song Shi was down on his luck, he was still a provincial academy principal, so he qualified for tasks of this level.
When he saw that all ten tasks were emperor rank, Mu Guanchen was speechless, but he didn’t say anything. He took the cultivation methods and martial techniques back to the hall.
Song Shi hurriedly followed. Mu Guanchen took out one of the cultivation method scrolls, and after just a glance, his brows furrowed, “How can this emperor rank cultivation method be so crude? Who created this? It’s not even as good as what little Tianming created…”
Song Shi: “……”
Mu Guanchen picked up a brush and modified a few characters, then handed it to Song Shi.
Song Shi looked completely confused, “That’s enough?”
Mu Guanchen nodded, “Any more modifications would exceed emperor rank.”
Song Shi: “…….”
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