Chapter 321: Chapter 78: Separation_3
“This old geezer!”
Shen Fu also felt quite helpless about this.
He imdiately opened the Spirit Beast Bag first.
“Wow!”
“Aside from a Spirit Turtle and a monkey that are Class II middle grade, the rest are all Class II top grade!”
The eerie voice said sowhat surprised.
When Shen Fu looked into the Spirit Beast Bag, there was a Class II middle-grade Mountain Moving Ape, a Class II middle-grade Spirit Turtle, two Class II top grade Spirit Chickens, and dozens of Class II top grade weird-looking Spirit Eels…
Just with these, I’m afraid they would be worth about twenty thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones.
“Good heavens, your senior brother is beyond generous. With his realm, the wealth he could produce would probably surpass that of an average Golden Core cultivator. We should just cut him down and the tuition fees needed for our initiation into the Yan Dynasty would be covered!”
The eerie voice couldn’t help but suggest.
Shen Fu imdiately activated his mana.
“Hiss——I’m joking, don’t take it seriously!”
The eerie voice quickly clarified.
Only then did Shen Fu release his mana, carefully storing the Spirit Beast Bag, and then he opened the Storage Bag.
Inside were stacks of Magic Tools, Spirit Stones, Jade Slips, and so on.
They were a jumble, but mostly useful.
Besides, there was even a single piece of gold paper laid separately.
“Hmm?”
Shen Fu curiously opened the gold paper.
On the gold paper were records of a set of Five Elents combined spell casting experiences.
The characters on the gold paper were intermittent, as if the person writing it was also pondering while doing it.
“Is this the move your senior brother used during his encounter with that Zheng sothing?”
The eerie voice couldn’t help but exclaim:
“This couldn’t have been sothing your senior brother figured out himself, could it?”
Shen Fu looked at the content on the gold paper, nodded, and couldn’t help but show amazent:
“My senior brother said that this was sothing he pondered over for a long ti, a summary of his insights into the Dao of Five Elents during the cultivation of spirit beasts. Plus the fact that powerful spells often require a lot of rare spirit materials, my senior brother had nowhere to find them. He could only construct a set of combined spells with these ordinary spells and the principle of mutual generation of the Five Elents.”
After hearing Shen Fu’s words, the eerie voice fell silent for a while, finally sighing,
“Your senior brother, is a once-in-a-lifeti genius!”
“You have now received his vault of secrets.”
Shen Fu agreed deeply.
However, the eerie voice imdiately retorted:
“It’s a pity though; even if this set of combined spells is taught to you, you won’t be able to learn it.”
“Why?”
Shen Fu was sowhat unconvinced.
Mainly because the formidable power of the Five Elents combined spell his senior brother had unleashed was still fresh in his mory.
If he could master this combined spell like his senior brother, he could potentially reign supre below the Golden Core realm.
“Don’t take offense at my bluntness, but you are simply not cut out for the Five Elents path.”
The eerie voice seized the opportunity and mockingly said:
“You thought this combined spell would be easy to learn?”
“Let’s set other things aside for now, if I’m not mistaken, your senior brother’s Spiritual Root is only comprised of water, wood, and earth attributes. Yet, did you notice during his battle with that Zheng soone, the gold and fire paths which are supposedly his weak points, were cast with such finesse. They far surpassed your proficiency in your Explosion Spell.”
“What’s more, the prerequisite for achieving the power of this combined spell, released by your senior brother, is that at least fifteen of the Five Elents spells need to be mastered. Each spell needs to be wielded exquisitely, and they should be executed imdiately at the thought of them!”
“Simply because of this, not to ntion you, who have only recently entered Foundation Establishnt, even those who have been stuck in the Foundation Establishnt realm their whole life, would find it difficult to learn!”
Despite these words, Shen Fu was still a little unconvinced, saying, “But my senior brother’s Foundation Establishnt wasn’t too long ago himself. How could he be able to cast it?”
“Hehe, that’s why I said your senior brother is a unique genius.”
The eerie voice praised in admiration: “The idea of forming a combined spell based on the mutual generation of the Five Elents is not particularly novel; this concept has been proposed by cultivators of every generation.”
“But the ones who’ll successfully complete it are scarce indeed!”
“The reason is simple, it’s too difficult!”
“Releasing a single Five Elents Spell is not hard, even five is not challenging, but releasing fifteen all at once, making them connect end to end, mutually generating and triggering, continuously, not to ntion whether there is enough mana to operate them. Even if there is, the requirent for mana control to manipulate so many spells is inconceivable.”
“But your senior brother, he did it!”
“There was nothing tricky about it, he relied purely on personal talent and skill.”
“Do you think you can match up to your senior brother?”
At the eerie voice’s words, this ti, Shen Fu fell silent.
Because just thinking about it, he felt suffocated.
A strong sense of regret imdiately sprouted in his heart.
“Alright, don’t worry about it.”
The eerie voice advised: “Everyone has their own destiny, you can’t force it. What’s honey to him may be poison to you, you have your own path to walk, why envy others for the scenery on their journey?”
Shen Fu stared blankly for a mont, with a look of doubt: “Were you possessed? Why do you sound so sophisticated all of a sudden?”
“Nonsense! Back when I hadn’t stepped onto the path of cultivation, I was the top scholar of a country, this sort of thing is just child’s play to !”
The eerie voice boasted.
After so jesting, Shen Fu’s mood had improved significantly.
“It is a bit of a pity though, that Primordial Spirit of Fanming at your East Saint base… That’s valuable stuff!”
The eerie voice suddenly said.
Shen Fu had also heard his senior brother ntion it and nodded: “Apparently, the Primordial Spirit alone possesses the strength of the late-stage Nascent Soul, but for so unknown reason, it can’t wield its true power and is being suppressed by the Tiann Cult.”
“What do you know!”
On hearing this, the eerie voice laughed: “Fanming is a divine beast, even if only the Primordial Spirit remains, its vast spiritual power cannot possibly be suppressed by a re cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm. It’s only there because soone’s using it to plug an eye.”
“Plug an eye?”
“You wouldn’t understand even if I explained it to you. In any case, you just need to know, this holds the Dao Secret of Immortal Ascension. If a cultivator in the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm obtains it, there is a significant possibility to help them break into the Immortal Ascension, that’s why I say, this is valuable stuff!”
“But well, so people are dying to have it, and others discard it like an old shoe, otherwise it wouldn’t be used to plug an eye.”
“What does ‘plug an eye’ really an?”
Shen Fu couldn’t help but press for an answer.
“Even if I told you, you wouldn’t get it.”
The eerie voice said lazily, after that, no matter how Shen Fu asked, it remained silent.
“I hate when you’re being so secretive!”
Shen Fu cursed angrily.
However, the eerie voice seed not to care a jot about him, and refused to say anything.
Shen Fu was left helpless, so he simply put away the Storage Bag and flew towards the north.
…
The southwest of Fenglin Continent, the swamp area.
Faint water vapour and putrid mist filled the space above the swamp, casting a pale and deathly pallor.
The twenty-four-ard god statue sat in the black swamp, its twenty-four arms spread out like a lotus flower, the expression on the statue’s face was ambiguous, as if laughing, as if crying.
Like a demon, like a god, it was exotic and filled with a mysterious atmosphere.
At this ti, the entity atop the statue seed to perceive Lu Yuansheng’s arrival.
“Yuansheng, you’re here?”
“Sect Hierarch.”
“Mm, co up.”
Ning Daohuan’s voice sounded ethereal and profound, akin to the mumblings of a deity.
Lu Yuansheng pressed his fingers lightly on the Spirit Beast Bag tucked in his sleeve, then took a deep breath, suppressing the slight unrest in his heart.
A smile appeared on his face.
“Yes.”
“Your disciple is here.”
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