Chapter 492: 440: The Godsend Baptism, The Arrival of an Unexpected Guest.
Chapter 492: 440: The Godsend Baptism, The Arrival of an Unexpected Guest.
Pei Xuanjing and the others were initially shocked by Mr. Wu’s actions, thinking he would destroy it. However, after hearing his words and seeing that the consolidation of the Golden Book and Jade Scroll was not disrupted but sped up, they immediately understood that he meant well.
Pei Xuanjing chuckled and nodded at Mr. Wu, acknowledging his sacrifice.
“Thank you, sir, I will never forget today’s events!” Zhu Houji also promised out loud.
Today, it could be said that Zhu Houji benefitted the most. As the emperor of the Great Ming Empire and the one with the most Qi Luck, he had just experienced a surge of Qi Luck. Countless gold lights entered his body, reinforcing his muscles, bones, skin, organs, and marrow. He instantly broke through from the fourth-grade Mortal Realm of the Path of Qi Refinement to the third-grade Grandmaster Realm. Nothing could stop him from comprehending the true essence of martial arts required for a Grandmaster.
What’s more mysterious is that his Divine Soul naturally transformed into a Yin Spirit. The Thunder Tribulation that was supposed to follow the transformation of the Yin Spirit disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he who was favored by Heaven and Earth would not experience the Thunder Tribulation.
In an instant, Zhu Houji felt as if he had merged with Heaven and Earth. Every word and action he took felt like the will of Heaven. Representing Heaven and enforcing the Heavenly Mandate, he felt an unprecedented strong power as if everything was under his control.
However, when his gaze turned to Pei Xuanjing, the pride in his heart vanished instantly. Even though Pei Xuanjing was simply standing there, he still gave Zhu Houji the impression of being unfathomably deep.
“I made such great gains by leveraging the ascension of the Divine Dynasty. What about Master Pei? His strength is far superior to mine, did he gain even more?” The thought floated up in Zhu Houji’s mind.
Pei Xuanjing felt Zhu Houji’s fleeting gaze but didn’t think too much. Instead, he was carefully examining the changes in his own body.
Indeed, he had gained a lot from bathing in the golden light.
Firstly, with the baptism of the ascension of the Divine Dynasty, he successfully promoted his Yin Spirit Realm and broke through to the Spirit Realm Third Level.
Apart from that, the golden light re-refined the Primordial Qi in his body, making the connection with Heaven and Earth more intimate. This also allowed the Path of Qi Refinement to break through to the Spirit Realm Fifth Level.
As for his own body receiving the baptism, although it did not allow the Way of Essence Refinement to break through again, it only made the acupoints in his body stronger and the Blood Qi overflow again. Nevertheless, Pei Xuanjing was satisfied. After all, the Seventh Level of the Spiritual Realm is a significant realm. After stepping into this stage, in any era, it could be said that you are standing on the peak. It’s not so easy to break through.
Moreover, he still had the most important thing to do. If the Way of Essence Refinement breaks through again this time, the balance of his incarnate essence, Qi, and spirit that he had just caught up with might be broken again. Thus, his path to the Golden Core Dao would be delayed again. This was the result that Pei Xuanjing didn’t want to see.
Just as Pei Xuanjing was carefully considering his subsequent cultivation and waiting quietly for the Golden Book and Jade Scroll to consolidate completely, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.
“I thought the Ancestral Land had long been in decline, even after the resurrection of Heaven and Earth, it is just a bunch of weak people. The so-called Divine Dynasty Plan on the ground was just a fanciful dream.”
“But I didn’t expect this Golden Book and Jade Scroll to actually be consolidating. In that case, the ground Divine Dynasty Plan has really succeeded! I am so lucky. It seems that I am destined.”
A group of people in shiny armor suddenly appeared outside the Tiandu city. The extraordinary aura emanating from their armor indicated these were not mere items. Furthermore, these people could stand in the air, which showed that they were at least in the Spirit Realm.
The leader was a strapping young man in a silver-white armor, standing in mid-air, holding a spear, his eyes burning with desire. The words just heard were clearly from him.
“Protect the Golden Book and Jade Scroll, these people are likely to have ill intentions,” whispered the Daoist Qingxu.
The Golden Book and Jade Scroll is a heavenly gift, the treasure conferred by Heaven and Earth to the Divine Dynasty.
However, this does not signify that it necessarily belongs to the Divine Dynasty; it can be robbed, even by fellow imperial courts. If the Golden Book and Jade Scroll are plundered, they can utilize the vast Qi Luck.
Therefore, the silver-armored man covets the Golden Book and Jade Scroll. If he could seize it, it would surely be a considerable harvest.
“Where does this madman come from? So arrogant!” Zhu Yousong, the Prince of Xiang standing at the foot of the altar, leaped into the air, shouting angrily.
At this moment, as the emperor, Zhu Houji naturally couldn’t speak first. But as both the royal family and the imperial court present in Tiandu under the gaze of everyone, have yet to speak, Pei Xuanjing and others, as outsiders, also didn’t find it proper to interfere. Among the many powerful people present, it was only Zhu Yousong who was best suited.
Zhu Yousong, having leveraged the golden light of the Divine Dynasty’s ascension, also stepped into the Spirit Realm Third Level. He was full of vigor and believed that as long as the Divine Dynasty continued to bless him with Qi Luck over a long period, he would be able to make further advancements in his cultivation journey.
However, a stranger suddenly popped up and wanted to steal the Golden Book and Jade Scroll from the Divine Dynasty. This was practically ruining Zhu Yousong’s cultivation; how could he not be irate?
The valiant-looking silver-armored man glanced at Zhu Yousong, who had stepped forward, but did not bother to reply. A mere third level of the Spirit Realm, merely a cultivator who just broke through, was not worth his response.
One of his black-armored guards angrily retorted, “Ignorant fellow! You dare to offend the prince, go find death!”
The black-armored guard even drew his sword, swinging it down at Zhu Yousong without pause. The freezing sword aura spread all over, like a galaxy pouring down from the sky.
Having made such a move, he showed no signs of concealing his momentum; he was utterly dismissive of everyone, not even caring for the lives of ordinary citizens of Tiandu.
His attitude angered many powerful people in Tiandu, as he was being too arrogant.
Zhu Yousong was also irritated by his dismissive attitude. As a prince of the Great Ming Empire, aside from the slightly embarrassing fight he had with Pei Xuanjing, whether it was against Zhao Baiyang or Xue Wuheng, he was fearless.
The dictatorial and dismissive attitude of the man was making Zhu Yousong angry. Normally, he was the one treating people like this, never had someone treated him the same way.
Bang!
Zhu Yousong exploded all his momentum. The surging river of Blood Qi rose to the sky, and with a punch, serial bursts of sound echoed in the air, as if the air itself was going to be blown apart.
With a punch, the force of the punch seemed to transform into a roaring golden dragon. Carrying the imperial aura of a ruler to who all beasts kneel, it strived to suppress all.