"Divine Martial?"
Chen Ping was puzzled. Wasn’t it said that a Celestial List Grandmaster was the top-notch expert in the world?
Just one person could sway the outco of a great battle, serving as the stabilizing needle for their respective forces, rarely taking action.
"I know this," Han Xiaoru quickly raised her hand.
Seeing Chen Ping look over, she smiled and said, "I’ve heard that above the Celestial List, there’s actually a Divine List.
However, this list isn’t even included by the Wind and Cloud List; it only exists in rumors.
So major forces within sects and dynasties have ancient Divine Martial Realm figures hidden away, whom ordinary Jianghu people have never even heard of.
It’s said that the founding ancestor of our Primordial Sect was a Divine Martial Realm expert, who later road the world and disappeared.
Back then, my parents even considered searching far and wide to find this ancestor’s whereabouts... but later they stopped looking. My father just took on disciples in Xingqing Prefecture, while my mother did embroidery..."
"Embroidery for what? Isn’t it to earn a little more silver to take care of you?"
Smack...
Sima Rou flicked Han Xiaoru’s forehead with a finger again.
Her head shrank back.
Feeling wronged, she glanced at her mother, rolled her eyes, seemingly too lazy to deal with Sima Rou’s childish actions. She continued speaking to Chen Ping: "And our fifth-generation ancestor also aid to break through to the Divine Martial Realm initially.
For so unknown reason, after one trip outside, his temperant completely changed. He even killed five elders of the Primordial Sect and acted against the norm..."
"Enough, let’s not discuss these past events." Han Wushang sighed, interrupting Han Xiaoru’s complaints.
"I initially thought to gather the strengths of various body refining techniques and break through with the Primordial Golden Body Technique myself.
But my aptitude wasn’t enough, so I thought of collecting Qi and Blood talents, to repair the flaws of the Primordial Technique through collective efforts. However, I didn’t expect my judgnt to be so poor, investing in..."
His expression beca sowhat sorrowful.
Obviously, he had placed a great deal of hope and effort into the rebel Gu Chen at the ti.
In the end, it was all in vain.
The other party was an undercover agent.
"Does our Primordial Golden Body Technique have a flaw?"
Chen Ping felt a chill in his heart.
No wonder, after reaching the Mastery Realm, an overwhelming hunger arose within his body that ordinary food couldn’t satiate. He couldn’t even think of a way to fulfill this need.
"It’s not exactly a flaw, it’s just that tis have changed, and resources have been exhausted," Han Wushang said helplessly. "Primordial Sect’s foundational base is in Primordial Mountain, not because the mountain is particularly divine, but because deep within the valley, there’s a natural lt cave where three-colored flas erupt.
In the past, disciples who reached the Golden Body Realm could bathe in the fire at the lt cave. Within the flas lies both destruction and vitality, the interplay of Yin and Yang, the cycle of life and death. With a little refining, one could lay an imasurable foundation...
Sadly, since the fifth-generation ancestor erged from the lt cave three hundred years ago, the three-colored flas have gradually lost their strength.
A hundred years ago, they simply extinguished."
"As a result, progress in the Primordial Golden Body has beco extrely slow. Led by Elder Han Ming and a group, people have been contemplating different resource avenues, learning various geographical surveys and star-sign divination techniques, hoping to find another lt cave balancing life force and death energy.
And they were quite dissatisfied with those who, abandoning the Primordial Golden Body Technique, focused on the Seven-Star Sword among the elders and disciples..."
Even if Han Wushang didn’t continue, Chen Ping already understood.
This was also the origin of the conflict between Gao Yue and Han Wushang.
The disputes below the mountain were rely extensions of the conflicts above.
Han Wushang wanted to broaden his approach, unwilling to cling to an illusory idea of exploring every dangerous terrain to seek another similar lt cave for the "Bathing in Fire to Refine the Golden Body."
He endured the draining of Essence Qi with a Blood Nourishing Technique, slowly cultivating the Golden Body.
At the sa ti, he gathered talented disciples, seeking alternative thods to fundantally resolve the difficulty in cultivating the Primordial Golden Body.
anwhile, Gao Yue from Changkong Martial Arts Hall had reinitiated the long-forbidden Star Power Infusion Technique of the Primordial Sect, secretly cultivating the Sword Gang Stream.
This approach could be Gao Yue’s personal action, or it might reflect the delusion of many within the Seven Stars ridian, with him rely as the first to experint.
The truth remains unclear.
However, as Chen Ping saw it, Gao Yue, though reckless and knowingly diving into pitfalls, actually had a higher chance of success as an antagonist.
But whether he could acquire the Three Yang Heart-Burning Technique depended on his skills.
"Is it true that many disciples from the Seven Stars ridian have joined various major forces?"
Chen Ping suddenly asked, thinking of Gao Yue’s actions.
"How do you know?"
Han Wushang’s face changed, looking sowhat unpleasant: "Yes, that’s right. Those ungrateful people, not only did they join the Court, but also the Dharma Aspect Sect.
Even worse, so disgraceful individuals sided with the Beizhou Barbarians. It’s truly outrageous."
’This is laying out a grand sche, though their character is lacking, their plotting is particularly deep. Indeed, one should never underestimate anyone.’
Chen Ping thought to himself.
No doubt, these Seven Stars ridian disciples were gathering the precondition techniques for the Three Yang Heart-Burning Technique, which included the Great Sun Scorching Sun Skill, Heavenly Yang Pure Heart Skill, and Bright King Purifying World Technique.
This path could be referenced, although there was absolutely no need to rely on others.
Chen Ping’s eyes flickered slightly, calculations forming in his mind. This matter was still a bit distant; for now, he couldn’t practice the Sword Gang Stream, needing to watch for opportunities.
Thus, he stopped dwelling on the matter and focused back on the imnse hunger and weakness within his body.
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