’Is this the Golden Light Technique that old monk used?’
Yang An’s spirits lifted, and he grew excited once more.
’It works like this?’
"Thank you very much, Elder!"
There weren’t even any Magic Scriptures left in this place, but getting his hands on the old monk’s Golden Light Technique was still a good outco.
The mory was still fresh in Yang An’s mind; that Golden Radiance had beaten him so badly he couldn’t even fight back.
Although the old monk’s profound Cultivation Level was a major factor, the way this Daoist Technique manifested was also very interesting.
Seeing Yang An agree, the giant palm still embedded in the ground below suddenly clenched into a fist.
The earth trembled again, shaking violently as if in an earthquake.
Yang An was stunned. He hadn’t even noticed such a gigantic palm here before.
’Was the old monk killed by this very palm?!’
’Good heavens!’
’Who could possibly withstand a blow like that? I’m afraid not even the old guy could take it.’
The ground continued to shake. The giant palm seed to have grabbed hold of sothing as it slowly lifted.
This simple motion alone was as mighty as a divine cataclysm, blotting out the sun and stirring up ferocious winds.
A massive shadow slowly moved over Yang An’s head, blocking all light from above.
Alarm bells rang in Yang An’s mind as he stood his ground. He was even prepared to flee, afraid Elder Miao Ye would suddenly go back on his word and swat him down with a single slap.
Fortunately, the giant palm simply stopped overhead and moved no further. Instead, a lump of flesh suddenly fell from above, landing with a THUD in front of Yang An.
To the giant palm, this clump of flesh was probably no different than a booger, but landing before Yang An, it was taller than a person—a truly horrifying sight.
"Friend, the aura of the Technique is within. You may take it now."
At the sa ti, Miao Ye’s voice once again reached Yang An’s ears.
Yang An said his thanks, walked toward the mass of flesh, and reached out his hand.
The mont his hand touched the flesh, a faint golden light bored out of it, instantly flowing up his arm and into his body.
The next second, Yang An’s vision changed abruptly.
A colossal Buddha statue, over a hundred feet tall with its eyes closed, appeared in his field of view. Countless streams of golden light flowed over the statue’s body, transforming in myriad ways.
Just then, the Buddha statue slowly opened its eyes. The countless golden lights on its body instantly surged toward Yang An, pouring into him in the blink of an eye.
A ssage box suddenly popped up before Yang An’s eyes.
**[Great Brightness Buddha Golden Zen Spell]**
**Source:** Great Virtue Temple’s *Shangshen Bodhisattva’s Treasure Body Scripture and Its Marvelous Transmission*.
**Description:** Comprehend Buddhist principles to attain a wise heart, transcend the suffering of nine lifetis, and transform karma into the Golden Zen Brightness Spell. It gives birth to wondrous brightness, masters all marvelous thods, and transforms into myriad forms of Golden Zen.
**Cost of Use:** Transforming Karma Golden Zen, using karma to incinerate the body. Cultivating this spell, one will suffer the tornt of Golden Zen piercing the body day and night until the body is shattered and the bones rot, ultimately dying by the burning of Karmic Fire. If Flesh and Blood Rebirth occurs, the cycle repeats in an endless loop.
**Status:** Purification available!
Hiss—
Once the vision vanished and he finished reading the ssage, Yang An couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.
The price for mastering this Technique was simply terrifying!
This was a Technique that tortured its Cultivator to the brink of death. As long as you weren’t dead, the tornt would continue until you finally were.
’Purification!’
’I have to use Purification!’
Miao Ye had preserved the Technique’s aura and transmitted it to Yang An in a way that felt incredibly familiar.
Back when he obtained the cultivation thod for the Extre Day Divine Aspect in the Life Crane Sect’s Ascension Cave, it was also through the mories inherited from those stone statues.
The two thods were remarkably similar.
The difference was that after receiving the cultivation mories in the Ascension Cave, he still needed to learn the technique. The mories just helped him avoid much of the trial and error.
But this ti, upon receiving the Technique’s aura preserved by Miao Ye, Yang An instantly felt as if he had already mastered it. He could activate it with a single thought.
It was as if soone else’s cultivation mory had been directly transferred into his body. He had mastered it without needing to learn it, able to use it as easily as pointing a finger.
"This may be of so help to you, friend, but it is too small a gift in return. I have sothing else here. I shall give it to you as well."
Seeing that Yang An had received the Technique’s aura, Miao Ye’s voice once again entered his ears.
Yang An froze for a mont. Then, he saw a clump of flesh erge from the fleshy wall on the ground before him, lifting an object up to him.
Looking at the slender arrow before him, its entire body shimring with a silver radiance, Yang An’s eyes widened.
’Isn’t this the weapon he had risked his life to pull from the statue’s hand? The Unidentified Arrow, one of the Twelve Royal Treasures?!’
’Miao Ye is actually giving him sothing so valuable?’
"Elder, isn’t this the weapon taken from that statue earlier? It must be a precious item. Aren’t you going to keep it for yourself, Elder?"
He could identify information about these items with his special ability, but he couldn’t let that be known.
So, Yang An did his best to suppress his excitent and simply asked with a hint of confusion.
Miao Ye’s voice ca with a chuckle.
"It matters not. Now that this item has been removed, it no longer has any connection to , nor will there be any strings attached. You may take it with a clear conscience, friend. Consider it my thanks for your help."
"This... In that case, thank you, Elder!"
Yang An hesitated for a mont but ultimately decided to accept. Since Miao Ye said there were no strings attached, he could take it without any guilt.
Besides, even if the cost of using this item was exceptionally brutal, he didn’t need to worry.
In the end, Yang An put the arrow away.
"Now that business here is concluded, this junior will not linger any longer. I must ask you to send away from this place, Elder!"
Having taken the items, their respective promises had been fulfilled, and Yang An was ready to leave.
The old guy had thrown him in here, and he had no idea how to get out. His only option was to ask Miao Ye.
"Thank you, friend. I will send you on your way now!"
The final words entered Yang An’s ears. Before he could even react, the ground suddenly shook.
A huge mass of flesh surged up from the fleshy ground beneath his feet. It opened like a cavernous, bloody maw and swallowed the unprepared Yang An, enveloping him in flesh and making him vanish without a trace in the blink of an eye.
...
After a long ti, all sounds in the Fifth Floor of the Ancient Collection gradually faded away, and everything fell into a deathly silence.
But Miao Ye’s massive, mountain-like body remained motionless, as if waiting for sothing.
After a good while, a white shadow suddenly appeared at the foot of the "mountain." It looked up and cried out in delighted surprise.
"Kui! I thought I’d have to wait until the Seventh Floor to see you again! I didn’t expect you to be awake already!"
"It’s been a while, Zhu Han. But you’re mistaken. I am not Kui. I am Miao Ye now."
Miao Ye’s voice drifted down, devoid of joy or sorrow.
"I don’t care, you’re Kui! Since you’ve awoken on the Fifth Floor, does that an the Suppression Artifact imitation made by the Southern Dipper Celestial Sect has been removed?"
"A friend already helped remove it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to awaken so quickly. However, I have already given that item to him as a thank-you gift."
"What? You gave it away? Didn’t we agree that I would help you remove it and you would give it to ?"
"You were too late. Besides, you’ve tried many tis and never once succeeded."
"Bullshit! This ti I found a ton of ancient texts and researched the Southern Dipper Celestial Sect. I was sure which one it was!
It must have been the spear, right? I knew it! It was definitely the spear! How could you give it away without waiting for ?"
"..."
Miao Ye fell silent.
"Say sothing!"
"..."
Miao Ye remained silent.
"Don’t tell ... I was wrong again?"
"Zhu Han, you have no fate with this item. Besides, it is of no great use to you anymore. Give it up."
Miao Ye replied coolly.
"You... you bastard! I’ve persevered for so many years! And just like that, the goal I’ve been striving for is gone! Do you have any idea what that feels like? Have you ever experienced it?"
"My apologies. I cannot. I have been in a deep slumber on the Seventh Floor."
"You..."
The white shadow was rendered speechless.
After a long mont, the white shadow heaved a long sigh and plopped down onto the ground.
"Since you gave the item away, that person must be very strong, right? Why else would you give it to him? How about you tell who he is, and I’ll go pay him a visit."
"No. That friend is just a Junior Cultivator, only at the Primordial Feeding Realm. He is not what you imagine."
"???"
The white shadow had been dejected, sitting on the ground as if all the life had been drained out of him. But upon hearing Miao Ye’s words, he instantly leaped to his feet.
"Are you insane? You just casually gave the Suppression Artifact to a Junior Cultivator at the Primordial Feeding Realm? Are you trying to get him killed? You might as well have given it to !"
"No. I sensed the sa aura from him as I do from you. You have been tainted, but he is even purer than you."
"You an... he’s also an Innate Flesh Mushroom?"
"Most likely."
"Which sect is he from? What’s his na? Who’s his master? Tell , quick! I have to find him! I absolutely cannot let him die from Corpse Transformation!"
"I do not know."
"..."
The white shadow fell silent once more.
But just then, a clump of flesh suddenly erged from the ground before him. It squird and twisted rapidly, finally coalescing into the form of Yang An.
...
Erging from a pitch-black void, Yang An suddenly saw light. When he ca to his senses, he found himself in a barren, mountainous wilderness.
He had been terrified just a mont ago. He thought Miao Ye had gone back on his word and attacked him. The instant he was devoured by the flesh, he thought, ’This is it, I’m a dead man!’ He never expected to end up in such an unfamiliar place.
It seed Miao Ye had no intention of harming him and had indeed sent him out of the Ancient Collection.
’But... where is this place?’
The Ancient Collection was located at the bottom of the Xiyue River. Logically, shouldn’t sending him away an returning him to where he ca from—the Xiyue River?
But as Yang An scanned his surroundings, he saw a desolate landscape utterly different from the area around the Xiyue River. There was no sign of human life.
Still, he had left the Ancient Collection. Whether he was at the Xiyue River or not didn’t really matter.
His next step was to rush back to the Life Crane Sect and demand a chance for the Visualization Earth Spirit Stele from the old guy. Breaking through to the Visceral Stone Realm as soon as possible was his top priority.
This trip to the Ancient Collection had been incredibly fruitful for him, a pleasant surprise.
He was sure the old guy would be astonished when he returned to the Life Crane Sect safe and sound.
’You didn’t expect this, did you, old guy?! I’m not dead!’
Letting out a long breath, Yang An simply sat down on the spot and began to ditate, first regulating his breathing to recover his Mana.
Once his Mana was restored, he would find a populated area, figure out his current location, and then head back to the Life Crane Sect.
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