With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 986 - 652: Prison Yang, Abnormality, Transcending th

The path of the Martial Arts Family is akin to a standard pyramid, with the vast majority of martial artists at the very base, yet those who cannot ascend still gaze upwards in awe.

The higher up the pyramid one climbs, the better the view becos, but the number of people sharply declines.

Until there are only a few, standing among the ranks of Martial Arts Great Saints on earth!

"One day, I too will stand at the pinnacle of the world..."

With a feeling in his Pile Skill, ng Chuan silently reaffird his Martial Arts Will in his heart.

Diligently nurturing the mind, so as not to waste his good talent and qualities...

...

The sky gradually darkened, as the sun set in the west.

ng Chuan practiced his punches, unfortunately missing out on the morning and dusk enlightennt.

He had calculated that since the start of this year, he could trigger the morning and dusk enlightennt roughly every 25 days or so.

An evident improvent compared to the previous once a month.

ng Chuan mused inwardly:

"It might be the change in Comprehension and the overall improvent brought by breaking three..."

The forr must play a major role.

Although Comprehension cannot be asured by instrunts or given a fixed value.

Being able to frequently trigger sudden understanding implies a far superior Comprehension compared to ordinary people, and vice versa by reasoning.

If it continues to develop, relying on his traits to infinitely elevate his Comprehension.

In the future, might it be possible to trigger enlightennt every day just by practicing punches at dawn and dusk?

That would be quite delightful...

Finishing his musings, ng Chuan sat cross-legged on the ground.

With a calm deanor, he assud the posture of tooth-gnashing and mind-focusing.

Just about to begin practicing the Yu Anle thod for longevity, the phone placed on the tea table suddenly vibrated.

Those who could get through to his phone were all specially marked "acquaintances".

ng Chuan did not hesitate much, straightened his posture, and walked toward the tea table.

Seeing the call display, he nodded quietly:

"So it’s Auntie..."

ng Chuan picked up the call.

From the other end, he could hear Xue Na’s voice with a hint of panic, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy.

[Hello, Chuan’er...]

ng Chuan asked gravely:

[What’s the matter, Auntie?]

On the other end, Xue Na was holding the phone in the kitchen, sneaking a glance towards the TV cabinet in the living room, while cautiously speaking:

[Chuan’er, do you still rember that True Martial Emperor statue you brought ho and placed in the living room before?]

True Martial wielding a heroic sword, standing barefoot on a turtle and snake.

Emperor’s statue?

ng Chuan felt a bit puzzled by Xue Na’s words.

But his expression relaxed, thinking it was nothing serious.

Earlier, he was contemplating whether the Demon Path was targeting his close ones, coming after Huayun Prefecture.

He wondered if his golden dal was failing...

Now whenever family mbers went out, there was a Defense Army covertly protecting them, and there were specially arranged guards within Huayun Prefecture.

Though sowhat inconvenient, it certainly offered much more safety.

The world is like this, you can’t have it both ways, and both Aunt and Uncle agree.

[I rember, what’s the matter, Auntie?]

Xue Na felt sowhat relieved to hear ng Chuan’s voice:

[I don’t know what happened, but... wasn’t there a mount under that statue before?

A large turtle with spikes all over it, your Uncle said it’s called Xuanwu, just now when I was cleaning, that big turtle suddenly disappeared!]

[...?]

ng Chuan couldn’t understand the aning.

[Chuan’er, don’t hang up, I’ll take a photo and send it to you.]

A few seconds later, ng Chuan received the photo sent by Xue Na.

Xue Na took the picture from a slanted angle.

But ng Chuan could still clearly see, Xuanwu beneath the True Martial Emperor was nowhere to be found, now it stood alone with its feet on the ground...

Xuanwu really vanished... what’s going on?

Xue Na further explained:

[I asked your Uncle, he didn’t touch it, and the statue was originally covered with a dust-proof cover, locked as it was, no one touched it...]

ng Chuan thought for a mont, first took out the magic mirror from his chest.

With Spiritual Power infused, his thoughts moved, the scene of Huayun Prefecture parted the clouds, slowly appearing in the mirror.

Controlled by his thoughts, the mirror soon showed Xue Na’s slightly surprised face.

Slightly adjusting the "cara", ng Chuan saw the Emperor standing alone on the table.

"..."

ng Chuan didn’t perceive any "mysterious power" involved.

From all directions probing, it was a completely lifeless statue, even with scant incense offerings.

After all, Aunt and Uncle were not true disciples of the True Martial School, they only offered it so incense when they rembered.

This was not so surprising.

However...

ng Chuan suddenly rembered, when he first brought the statue ho, the peculiar sensation he discerned...

Watching for a long ti back then, he could sense so inexplicable spiritual energy, especially on the now missing Xuanwu!

ng Chuan boldly speculated:

"Could it be, similar to the Great Brahman Heaven’s Divine Thought... Xuanwu God’s Divine Thought is controlling this statue?"

[Chuan’er, is there sothing spooky going on...]

Seeing ng Chuan silent, Xue Na beca a little scared, cautiously spoke again.

Turning his Heart Spirit back, ng Chuan first comforted the sowhat panicked Aunt that it wasn’t a supernatural event, there’s no such mysterious stuff in the Martial Arts Era.

After hearing him say this, Xue Na was finally completely reassured.

[Your Uncle said the sa, but I wasn’t at ease, hearing you say that makes Auntie comfortable.]

ng Chuan comforted her for a while, only then did Xue Na happily hang up, reminding him in the end:

[Yiyi is getting married at the end of next month, rember to co to your sister’s wedding!]

[No problem.]

ng Chuan was in closed training at Lishan Mountain, nowhere else to go, thus confidently promised.

Hanging up the phone, his mind still lingered on the matter of Xuanwu.

Recalling back further in ti, when he first arrived at Wudang.

Struck by lightning, his soul traversed through the Great Cave of the Underworld, accepting the True Martial Emperor’s test, inheriting the Xuanwu thod and demon-expelling Divine Power.