Chapter 916: Chapter 638: Five Virtues Master
Yin Jiujiao, dead.
The twisted soul was swallowed by the Great Peng, transforming into strands of Wind Dao Essence to nourish the Martial Arts Tree.
[Wind and Thunder: Sixth Rank (15%) → Sixth Rank (35%)]
[You have comprehended the Secret Technique ’Wind Chasing Bow Skill’]
[You have comprehended the Secret Technique ’Wind Chasing Arrow Technique’]
...
[You have comprehended the Divine Skill ’Gale Divine Arrow’]
[Dao Divine Power: Gale Divine Arrow (Wind)]
[Quality: Lower Grade·Twenty-four Patterns]
[Level: Top Level (Seventh Realm)]
[Introduction: Wind Element killing divine skill; can condense wind arrows, unstoppable and indestructible. The more energy, the more arrows; the stronger your Wind Dao, the stronger the arrows’ power. (Note: This Divine Skill is more effective when paired with the Wind God Bow)]
"Gale Divine Arrow? Isn’t this exactly the move Yin Jiujiao often used?" Lu Chenzhou’s lips curved upward, "Now I’ve gathered two top-grade offensive divine skills of wind and thunder; I only lack gold, wood, water, fire, and earth to fully master [Five Elements Great Destruction]. Previously I also seized some killing divine skills from ordinary Realm Kings, but their quality was too low—if I want to fuse top-level Dao Divine Powers, at the very least, they need to be from Great Commander level."
There are already differences in quality among the Dao Divine Powers.
According to Mr. Turtle, though the master of Yuan Mountain is strong and grasps several Dao Divine Powers, only [Great Star-picking Hand] barely approaches the ranks of top Dao Divine Powers. Among the ancient Great Powers, only the Four Emperors managed to develop top Dao Divine Powers, and relying on such skills, the Four Emperors could contend with the might of the Divine.
Five Elements Great Destruction,
Five Elements Great Escape,
These are, in theory, the strongest offensive and escape divine skills that ancient Qi Refiners could research in the Five Elements Dao. Above that is the authority of the Divine itself.
Of course, this is only theoretical.
In reality, none have succeeded in mastering them.
After refining the souls of many Divine Race descendants during this period, Lu Chenzhou has gained more insight into the secrets of the Divine Court from memory fragments.
In the era of the Divine Court, Five Elements Dao was the absolute domain of the Divine, strictly dominated by [Star Lord of Planets·Five Virtues Master], one of the most conservative faction leaders in the Divine Court, sharply opposed by [Star Lord of Destiny·Chi Ji].
And the faction of the Star Lord of Planets was also the strongest, its status faintly rivaling that of the Golden Crow Emperor. In theory, He could command all Divine associated with the Five Elements in the Divine Court—a superior to the ancestors of the current Eight Great Divine Clans such as [Bi Fang], [Yin Yin Hu], [Thunder Marsh], [Sea God], and more.
Aside from the ancestors of the Eight Great Divine Clans,
there are also six Divine in the Five Elements Dao.
Zouyu, Water God; Zhu Tian, Fire God; Lu Shu, Wood God; Feiyi, Bronze God; Dankang, Earth God; and in the Wind and Thunder Dao, there is Qi Heng. Thus, there are the most Divine within the Five Elements. There are Good Gods like Zouyu, who cooperated with Chi Ji and left behind the Water Mansion’s inheritance; and fierce beings like Bi Fang, now scorched land stretches for thousands of miles—all initially held deep reverence for the Five Virtues Great God.
But in the late stages of the Divine War, for various complicated reasons, some turned to the Chi Ji God.
According to Mr. Turtle, once some Divine sensed no hope for the Divine Court, they pinned their hopes instead on ordinary but potentially promising races like humanity, and so established relic trials one after another.
Others chose to leave their legacy to their own bloodline and clans, letting their blood continue in hope of a future resurgence.
The birth of so many Divine within the Five Elements shows their importance within the rules of the Universe—in some sense, the Five Elements are the foundation of the World itself.
Therefore, if Lu Chenzhou could master a top-tier Five Elements Dao Divine Power, he would be unrivaled in this era.
"Now, among the Divine Race hostile to Tianxia, only Wind and Thunder, as well as Fire and Earth, remain; I have no reason to move against the other four clans..." Lu Chenzhou mused, "I can’t go on a killing spree just to seize divine skills. However, all Daos are essentially the same in nature. Next, I’ll see if the Demon Race yields any Five Elements divine skills."
Among the Demon Race, many also excel in the Five Elements.
With that thought, Lu Chenzhou set about cleaning the battlefield.
Suspended in the void was a divine bow.
"Eighth Rank Chasing Wind Bow, a replica of the Divine Clan’s clan’s sacred artifact—only when fueled by divine blood can its true power be unleashed. However, with my wind element divine skill, I should also be able to wield eighty percent of its power. Besides, I have absorbed Yin Jiujiao’s thousands of years of Bow Dao cultivation; now, I can count as a Divine Archer."
Never missing a shot—is merely the foundation.
Just like spear skills, Bow Dao is vast and profound.
Tracking, hunting, assassination—these are all the domains of Bow Dao; Yin Jiujiao was the pinnacle of this path.
Lu Chenzhou’s eyes flashed like lightning. Drawing the bow to a full moon, he summoned the powers of wind in Heaven and Earth, condensing it into a Wind Arrow. With a resonant twang, the bowstring still quivered, yet the arrow had already appeared tens of thousands of miles away, tearing through the boundary barrier and splitting the Ruins Sea.
"This strike’s power is enough to threaten even a Second Step expert. As expected of a sacred artifact replica." Stowing away the divine bow, Lu Chenzhou also collected the spoils left by Yin Jiujiao and his vast divine corpse, while the Mystic Sky Thunder Realm Thought murmured lowly.
[Want... want to eat.]
"I’ll feed you in a while." Lu Chenzhou spun a purple thunder pearl in his palm, gazing down at the world below.
"Fifty thousand miles east to west, thirty thousand miles north to south. The stronger you become, the smaller the world feels. The world where my clone once hunted demons for decades—now, it would take only a few thoughts."
The Three Thousand Worlds is but a notional count.
The true number of worlds is as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River.
But most are Dead Realms, with life thriving in only a tiny fraction—of these, many have not even produced a single Transcendent. Hanhai World is already an outstanding example. At least now, more than a dozen Sixth Realm have emerged—something inseparable from Lu Chenzhou’s teachings. Sweeping the entire world with his telekinesis, he understood the general situation and prepared to leave.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait."
A middle-aged man in a green robe, sword on back, with sword-shaped brows and starry eyes and an air of seasoned heroic spirit, approached.
Sensing the aura of the newcomer,
Lu Chenzhou smiled slightly. "With such cultivation, yet you remain secluded in a small world. Truly, your temperament is extraordinary." The newcomer, surprisingly, was Eighth Realm.
Lu Chenzhou had previously only known that the Hanhai Sect was strong, guarded by a Heavenly Realm expert, and had acquired a portion of the Sky Leaving Sword Immortal’s inheritance. He hadn’t expected such strength.
The two stood in the skies and conversed for a short while.
Then departed together.
Below, Patriarch Sajia and the Lord of the Mystic Weapon Pavilion—these two veteran experts—stared at that figure in white robes. The face was unfamiliar, yet both felt a sense of déjà vu.
The Lord of the Mystic Weapon Pavilion said:
"Monk, I remember someone."
"You mean the Great Dream Patriarch?"
"Yes—now that my eyes are opened, I realize how heaven-defying the Great Dream Patriarch’s talent really was."
"When the Great Dream Patriarch broke into the void and departed decades ago, he hadn’t even reached Seventh Realm. That bow-wielding divine person, in this monk’s eyes, has already approached Eighth Realm True Buddha, and that man is even stronger than the Divine Person. He must be a top existence even at Eighth Realm. In just decades, to leap from Sixth to Eighth Realm is unrealistic. Besides, Great Dream Patriarch focused on Heart Cultivation, but this one excels in physical strength."
Patriarch Sajia shook his head and sighed.
The Great Dream Patriarch is a true dragon in the heavens.
They are but fish swimming in a pond.
Their destinies do not intersect.
"You have a point, but I still feel like it’s him. Maybe this person is the true body of the Great Dream Patriarch, some ten-thousand-year-old monster, and the past Patriarch was just his outer body incarnation traveling the world."
said the Lord of the Mystic Weapon Pavilion.
...
Hanhai Sect.
"Long Yue greets Senior Lu."
A sword-wielding maiden radiating late Sixth Realm aura bowed low, trembling.
Long Yue could not imagine that this was the same Lu Chenzhou who had accompanied her in exploring the Water Mansion seventy years ago.
Since leaving the Water Mansion, seventy years passed; she had risen from Third Realm Peak to Sixth Realm, a feat that astonished her master again and again—a figure of great power. But Lu Chenzhou has become a supreme expert, a leader of civilization, now known throughout the Three Thousand Worlds, able to stand as an equal with monster seniors who had lived for six millennia.
Lu Chenzhou lifted his hand lightly; invisible force raised Long Yue upright, and he smiled: "No need for such courtesy."
The Hanhai Sect Lord said:
"Long Yue, fetch the Green Dragon Brew I’ve treasured, and let Commander Lu have a taste."
"Yes." Long Yue glanced at Lu Chenzhou from the corner of her eye and left swiftly.
"Senior Sister, is this really the one who explored the Water Mansion with you back then?"
"He’s so powerful..."
"I heard he’s already a leader of a high class world, commanding dozens of Seventh Realm experts."
"More than that, even the famous Lord of the Shadow Killing Realm was said to be slain by him."
The disciples whispered in the sect; in the Three Thousand Worlds, Lu Chenzhou was already renowned.
...
Lu Chenzhou tasted the Green Dragon Brew; a rush of Light Spirit Qi shot straight to his mind, making his gaze clear in an instant.
He itched to practice some Spear Skill right then.
"Good wine—invigorating, not intoxicating."
Lu Chenzhou smiled and said.
The Hanhai Sect Lord laughed heartily:
"Long Yue acquired this at the remains of the Huang Sword Immortal. If Commander Lu likes it, this jar is yours. Drinking it during cultivation will yield twice the result with half the effort."
"No reward for no merit."
Lu Chenzhou shook his head. With his current insight, aside from an Eighth Rank Enlightenment Stele level treasure, even Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures are barely worth a mention.
"Did Fellow Daoist Lu slay Achilles?"
"Yes."
"Respect. In the past, before I rose to power, I was hunted by Achilles. Even after reaching Eighth Realm, I dared not seek revenge, only hiding out here."
"You lack the Sword Cultivator’s spirit. Your cultivation will hardly advance further," Lu Chenzhou replied.
Sword Cultivators regard life and death lightly.
"Haha, indeed." The middle-aged man did not object. He then continued: "According to the Water Mansion’s rules, since you slew Achilles, you should have completed Zouyu’s trial, right?"
Lu Chenzhou nodded slightly.
Neither confirming nor denying.
In truth,
To date, the Water Mansion Token has shown no change. He surmised two reasons: first, Achilles may still have a surviving clone; second, the earlier Witch invasion caused problems in the Water Mansion. Of course, he wasn’t concerned. The Water Mansion may hold the secret to becoming a god, but honestly, he no longer yearns for godhood. So he had never cultivated the secret technique [Myriad Waters Flow] he brought out of the Water Mansion. Compared to becoming a god, he seeks first the sanctification of body and soul—that’s his plan A; becoming a god is plan B.
Seeing Lu Chenzhou’s attitude,
The middle-aged man’s heart trembled. He figured Lu Chenzhou must have obtained the secret to godhood.
He merely did not wish to speak of it.
This was normal; becoming a god is the ultimate pursuit of countless cultivators across the Great Universe, past and present.
If certain ancient monsters learned of it, they’d surely covet Lu Chenzhou and his fortune.
Now, as the war between the Divine Alliance and Tianxia Alliance intensifies and spreads to the Four Great Realms, Hanhai Sect can no longer remain unaffected—they must step forth into the world.
He himself is but an ordinary Eighth Realm, with limited potential. In this life, he may never touch the Third Step. Thus, the Hanhai Sect must find a truly powerful backer.