Chapter 57: Divine Weapon Token
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Chapter 57: Divine Weapon Token
The carnage on the first floor had yet to subside, but with the death of the youth and the arrival of Gu Ji, the remaining assassins were hardly a concern. Forget threatening Wu Yuan, they couldn't even make it to the second floor.
Inside the room on the second floor, a fraction of Wu Yuan's consciousness remained alert to his surroundings, while the majority was focused on the black pagoda within his upper dantian lobe.
This blood-red mist is nothing short of extraordinary and can be aptly called Evolution Mist. It optimizes the human genome, raising the limit of the body's potential. Wu Yuan vividly recalled the otherworldly experience he had undergone after consuming the Soul Condensing Pill.
The blood-red mist didn't directly bolster physical strength but rather optimized and transformed his body at the genetic level. After getting an initial glimpse of the black pagoda, his subsequent attempts to Visualize it and cultivate his soul further affirmed Wu Yuan's hypothesis. If not for the increase in his body's potential, how could Wu Yuan's physical strength have increased by thousands of catties in just ten days?
In his spare time over the last few days, Wu Yuan had been grappling with how to obtain more blood-red mist from the black pagoda, but to no avail. After all, his soul was still too weak. Although he had unlocked his upper dantian lobe, he was only able to send his consciousness in. He was unable to manipulate the black pagoda or spend extended periods Visualizing it. How could he unravel the secrets concealed within it?
But now, Wu Yuan finally gained some insight into how this blood-red mist was generated. Was it the byproduct of slaughter?
Mm? What's this? Wu Yuan's eyes widened in surprise. As the amount of blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda increased, a small portion detached itself from the structure, gushing out from his upper dantian lobe.
A wisp of mist swiftly infiltrated Wu Yuan's middle and lower dantian lobes, merging seamlessly into his limbs and bones, eradicating any trace of fatigue. Simultaneously, a flicker of murderous intent welled up from the depths of Wu Yuan's heart.
Could it be? Back at the Vicious Tiger Gang's stronghold, I felt my weariness dissipate with every thug I killed. Was it due to this blood-red mist?
At that time, I hadn't opened the upper dantian lobe. It should be similar to what's happening now, where a wisp of mist may not be potent enough to enhance the body's potential, but it can certainly alleviate the fatigue of my musculoskeletal system. Wu Yuan's mind churned as he made several speculations.
Pull. Wu Yuan commanded his soul to make contact with the blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda.
It was effortless. Threads of blood-red mist, responding to Wu Yuan's mental directive, promptly departed from the upper dantian lobe and gradually merged into his musculoskeletal system. In an instant, Wu Yuan felt peculiar transformations within his body, accompanied by a tingling sensation coursing through his muscles and bones!
This was the elevation of potential at the essential level, a mystical evolution! Once again, he witnessed it taking place.
Truly... incredible.
He was flabbergasted. All his conjectures were now confirmed.
Visualizing the black pagoda allows me to fortify my soul. And after taking lives, the black pagoda generates a blood-red mist. A small amount of this mist can dispel physical weariness, while a greater quantity can even propel genetic evolution, progressing my body towards the perfect martial body.
The function of this black pagoda and the supernatural nature of this blood-red mist surpassed his wildest imagination!
In my past life, the Human Federation excavated the black pagoda from ancient ruins and rekindled humanity’s interest in martial arts... I touched the black pagoda. Later, just when I was on the cusp of breaking through to new heights, I transmigrated... These occurrences are likely no mere coincidences. Wu Yuan took a deep breath, his sixth sense telling him there was a great secret behind all this.
In his past life, he had never taken theories of immortals and gods seriously. After all, the so-called remnants of immortals and mythological tales had always only ever existed in ancient tomes and legends. He had never seen them with his own eyes. But now?
Is it a mere coincidence that the black pagoda I once witnessed in my past life is identical to the one residing in my upper dantian lobe? Or is there a greater force at play here?
Can the wonders of this black pagoda be deciphered through the lenses of martial arts and scientific understanding?
"A sacrificial warrior?" Wu Yuan exclaimed, taken aback.
The difficulty of raising a sacrificial warrior could not be compared to merely raising a powerful disciple. Survival was an instinct ingrained in all creatures. Hence, sacrificial warriors were precious, and not to be easily expended.
"They may not all be sacrificial warriors. Perhaps the one I captured happened to be one," Gu Ji said in a low voice, "Or perhaps he chose suicide, fearing torture and knowing that death was inevitable."
Wu Yuan and Wu Xiong nodded in agreement. That made sense. Once captured alive, such assassins were seldom allowed to live. After extracting information through interrogation, they were typically executed.
"Nevertheless, we did manage to glean some clues from them, particularly from the body of the first-rate Adept," Wu Xiong continued, "It appears that they received prior intelligence, subsequently dispatching experts from the Wingborne Sect's territory to Li County in batches. They had lain in wait, seeking an opportunity to assassinate you, Young Master."
Li City sat within the heartland of the Cloudstride Sect's territory. However, given that the Cloudstride Sect only had authority over three provinces and lacked firm control over rural areas, it wouldn’t have been overly challenging for the Wingborne Sect to quietly send in teams of experts, especially if no expense was spared.
"They received prior intelligence?" Wu Yuan mused, seizing the crux of the matter.
"Young Master, once we arrive at Southdream City, I shall inform our sect and strive to get to the bottom of this matter," Gu Ji declared.
Wu Yuan gave a nod of agreement. Such was the advantage of having a powerful faction at one’s back. Even the strongest martial artist would feel powerless when facing such circumstances alone.
"Young Master, if the Wingborne Sect managed to receive the intelligence and carry out an assassination, other powers such as Great Jin may also take action," Gu Ji stated gravely. "Our original path is no longer safe. To add to that, the ship is severely damaged. As soon as we reach the next ferry port, we will go ashore. There is no need to report to the local authorities. We can procure horses directly from the checkpoint and continue our journey overland."
"Though it may be more exhausting, it is considerably safer," Gu Ji concluded.
Traveling by water was convenient and swift, but there were only a few routes, which made it easy for enemies to lay ambushes and carry out assassinations. By going overland, the choice of routes was plentiful.
"Very well. Uncle Ji, I will follow your arrangements," Wu Yuan concurred.
Gu Ji cast a brief glance at Wu Xiong.
"Young Master, Senior Ji, I will head down to check on the cleaning situation in the cabin," Wu Xiong said tactfully, bowed, and left the second floor. Only Gu Ji and Wu Yuan remained in the room.
"Young Master, may we have the honor of meeting the stealth weapons expert who aided us in the fight?" Gu Ji asked in a low voice.
"An expert in stealth weapons? Was such a person present?" Wu Yuan appeared genuinely surprised. "I've been hiding in my room the whole time and had no knowledge of this."
Gu Ji was taken aback. Observing Wu Yuan's expression, which did not seem to be feigned, he explained, "An expert in stealth weapons aided us just now, which enabled us to swiftly eliminate the first-rate Adept. Young Master, are you truly unaware of their presence?"
"I had no idea," Wu Yuan shook his head, looking completely shocked. "Did the sect arrange for other experts to protect me during this journey?"
At this, Gu Ji became even more puzzled. He shook his head, "Young Master, it seems that the hall master or perhaps the sect has other arrangements. This stealth weapons expert may not be willing to reveal themselves, but with their protection, you'll be even safer.”
"Mm." Wu Yuan nodded, seemingly more at ease.
"Right." Gu Ji flipped his palm, "While tending to the aftermath of the battle, we retrieved a number of items. With Young Master's character, you might not care for the other objects, but I believe this one will be useful to you."
"Oh?" Wu Yuan looked down. Resting in Gu Ji's palm was a palm-sized rectangular metal token. It was faint blue and very thin, bearing the engraving of a sharp sword on its face. The words 'Divine Weapon' were inscribed on it.
"Divine Weapon Token?" Wu Yuan's eyes lit up.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
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Chapter 57: Divine Weapon Token
The carnage on the first floor had yet to subside, but with the death of the youth and the arrival of Gu Ji, the remaining assassins were hardly a concern. Forget threatening Wu Yuan, they couldn't even make it to the second floor.
Inside the room on the second floor, a fraction of Wu Yuan's consciousness remained alert to his surroundings, while the majority was focused on the black pagoda within his upper dantian lobe.
This blood-red mist is nothing short of extraordinary and can be aptly called Evolution Mist. It optimizes the human genome, raising the limit of the body's potential. Wu Yuan vividly recalled the otherworldly experience he had undergone after consuming the Soul Condensing Pill.
The blood-red mist didn't directly bolster physical strength but rather optimized and transformed his body at the genetic level. After getting an initial glimpse of the black pagoda, his subsequent attempts to Visualize it and cultivate his soul further affirmed Wu Yuan's hypothesis. If not for the increase in his body's potential, how could Wu Yuan's physical strength have increased by thousands of catties in just ten days?
In his spare time over the last few days, Wu Yuan had been grappling with how to obtain more blood-red mist from the black pagoda, but to no avail. After all, his soul was still too weak. Although he had unlocked his upper dantian lobe, he was only able to send his consciousness in. He was unable to manipulate the black pagoda or spend extended periods Visualizing it. How could he unravel the secrets concealed within it?
But now, Wu Yuan finally gained some insight into how this blood-red mist was generated. Was it the byproduct of slaughter?
Mm? What's this? Wu Yuan's eyes widened in surprise. As the amount of blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda increased, a small portion detached itself from the structure, gushing out from his upper dantian lobe.
A wisp of mist swiftly infiltrated Wu Yuan's middle and lower dantian lobes, merging seamlessly into his limbs and bones, eradicating any trace of fatigue. Simultaneously, a flicker of murderous intent welled up from the depths of Wu Yuan's heart.
Could it be? Back at the Vicious Tiger Gang's stronghold, I felt my weariness dissipate with every thug I killed. Was it due to this blood-red mist?
At that time, I hadn't opened the upper dantian lobe. It should be similar to what's happening now, where a wisp of mist may not be potent enough to enhance the body's potential, but it can certainly alleviate the fatigue of my musculoskeletal system. Wu Yuan's mind churned as he made several speculations.
Pull. Wu Yuan commanded his soul to make contact with the blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda.
It was effortless. Threads of blood-red mist, responding to Wu Yuan's mental directive, promptly departed from the upper dantian lobe and gradually merged into his musculoskeletal system. In an instant, Wu Yuan felt peculiar transformations within his body, accompanied by a tingling sensation coursing through his muscles and bones!
This was the elevation of potential at the essential level, a mystical evolution! Once again, he witnessed it taking place.
Truly... incredible.
He was flabbergasted. All his conjectures were now confirmed.
Visualizing the black pagoda allows me to fortify my soul. And after taking lives, the black pagoda generates a blood-red mist. A small amount of this mist can dispel physical weariness, while a greater quantity can even propel genetic evolution, progressing my body towards the perfect martial body.
The function of this black pagoda and the supernatural nature of this blood-red mist surpassed his wildest imagination!
In my past life, the Human Federation excavated the black pagoda from ancient ruins and rekindled humanity’s interest in martial arts... I touched the black pagoda. Later, just when I was on the cusp of breaking through to new heights, I transmigrated... These occurrences are likely no mere coincidences. Wu Yuan took a deep breath, his sixth sense telling him there was a great secret behind all this.
In his past life, he had never taken theories of immortals and gods seriously. After all, the so-called remnants of immortals and mythological tales had always only ever existed in ancient tomes and legends. He had never seen them with his own eyes. But now?
Is it a mere coincidence that the black pagoda I once witnessed in my past life is identical to the one residing in my upper dantian lobe? Or is there a greater force at play here?
Can the wonders of this black pagoda be deciphered through the lenses of martial arts and scientific understanding?
"A sacrificial warrior?" Wu Yuan exclaimed, taken aback.
The difficulty of raising a sacrificial warrior could not be compared to merely raising a powerful disciple. Survival was an instinct ingrained in all creatures. Hence, sacrificial warriors were precious, and not to be easily expended.
"They may not all be sacrificial warriors. Perhaps the one I captured happened to be one," Gu Ji said in a low voice, "Or perhaps he chose suicide, fearing torture and knowing that death was inevitable."
Wu Yuan and Wu Xiong nodded in agreement. That made sense. Once captured alive, such assassins were seldom allowed to live. After extracting information through interrogation, they were typically executed.
"Nevertheless, we did manage to glean some clues from them, particularly from the body of the first-rate Adept," Wu Xiong continued, "It appears that they received prior intelligence, subsequently dispatching experts from the Wingborne Sect's territory to Li County in batches. They had lain in wait, seeking an opportunity to assassinate you, Young Master."
Li City sat within the heartland of the Cloudstride Sect's territory. However, given that the Cloudstride Sect only had authority over three provinces and lacked firm control over rural areas, it wouldn’t have been overly challenging for the Wingborne Sect to quietly send in teams of experts, especially if no expense was spared.
"They received prior intelligence?" Wu Yuan mused, seizing the crux of the matter.
"Young Master, once we arrive at Southdream City, I shall inform our sect and strive to get to the bottom of this matter," Gu Ji declared.
Wu Yuan gave a nod of agreement. Such was the advantage of having a powerful faction at one’s back. Even the strongest martial artist would feel powerless when facing such circumstances alone.
"Young Master, if the Wingborne Sect managed to receive the intelligence and carry out an assassination, other powers such as Great Jin may also take action," Gu Ji stated gravely. "Our original path is no longer safe. To add to that, the ship is severely damaged. As soon as we reach the next ferry port, we will go ashore. There is no need to report to the local authorities. We can procure horses directly from the checkpoint and continue our journey overland."
"Though it may be more exhausting, it is considerably safer," Gu Ji concluded.
Traveling by water was convenient and swift, but there were only a few routes, which made it easy for enemies to lay ambushes and carry out assassinations. By going overland, the choice of routes was plentiful.
"Very well. Uncle Ji, I will follow your arrangements," Wu Yuan concurred.
Gu Ji cast a brief glance at Wu Xiong.
"Young Master, Senior Ji, I will head down to check on the cleaning situation in the cabin," Wu Xiong said tactfully, bowed, and left the second floor. Only Gu Ji and Wu Yuan remained in the room.
"Young Master, may we have the honor of meeting the stealth weapons expert who aided us in the fight?" Gu Ji asked in a low voice.
"An expert in stealth weapons? Was such a person present?" Wu Yuan appeared genuinely surprised. "I've been hiding in my room the whole time and had no knowledge of this."
Gu Ji was taken aback. Observing Wu Yuan's expression, which did not seem to be feigned, he explained, "An expert in stealth weapons aided us just now, which enabled us to swiftly eliminate the first-rate Adept. Young Master, are you truly unaware of their presence?"
"I had no idea," Wu Yuan shook his head, looking completely shocked. "Did the sect arrange for other experts to protect me during this journey?"
At this, Gu Ji became even more puzzled. He shook his head, "Young Master, it seems that the hall master or perhaps the sect has other arrangements. This stealth weapons expert may not be willing to reveal themselves, but with their protection, you'll be even safer.”
"Mm." Wu Yuan nodded, seemingly more at ease.
"Right." Gu Ji flipped his palm, "While tending to the aftermath of the battle, we retrieved a number of items. With Young Master's character, you might not care for the other objects, but I believe this one will be useful to you."
"Oh?" Wu Yuan looked down. Resting in Gu Ji's palm was a palm-sized rectangular metal token. It was faint blue and very thin, bearing the engraving of a sharp sword on its face. The words 'Divine Weapon' were inscribed on it.
"Divine Weapon Token?" Wu Yuan's eyes lit up.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.
Chapter 57: Divine Weapon Token The carnage on the first floor had yet to subside, but with the death of the youth and the arrival of Gu Ji, the remaining assassins were hardly a concern. Forget threatening Wu Yuan, they couldn't even make it to the second floor. Inside the room on the second floor, a fraction of Wu Yuan's consciousness remained alert to his surroundings, while the majority was focused on the black pagoda within his upper dantian lobe. This blood-red mist is nothing short of extraordinary and can be aptly called Evolution Mist. It optimizes the human genome, raising the limit of the body's potential. Wu Yuan vividly recalled the otherworldly experience he had undergone after consuming the Soul Condensing Pill. The blood-red mist didn't directly bolster physical strength but rather optimized and transformed his body at the genetic level. After getting an initial glimpse of the black pagoda, his subsequent attempts to Visualize it and cultivate his soul further affirmed Wu Yuan's hypothesis. If not for the increase in his body's potential, how could Wu Yuan's physical strength have increased by thousands of catties in just ten days? In his spare time over the last few days, Wu Yuan had been grappling with how to obtain more blood-red mist from the black pagoda, but to no avail. After all, his soul was still too weak. Although he had unlocked his upper dantian lobe, he was only able to send his consciousness in. He was unable to manipulate the black pagoda or spend extended periods Visualizing it. How could he unravel the secrets concealed within it? But now, Wu Yuan finally gained some insight into how this blood-red mist was generated. Was it the byproduct of slaughter? Mm? What's this? Wu Yuan's eyes widened in surprise. As the amount of blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda increased, a small portion detached itself from the structure, gushing out from his upper dantian lobe. A wisp of mist swiftly infiltrated Wu Yuan's middle and lower dantian lobes, merging seamlessly into his limbs and bones, eradicating any trace of fatigue. Simultaneously, a flicker of murderous intent welled up from the depths of Wu Yuan's heart. Could it be? Back at the Vicious Tiger Gang's stronghold, I felt my weariness dissipate with every thug I killed. Was it due to this blood-red mist? At that time, I hadn't opened the upper dantian lobe. It should be similar to what's happening now, where a wisp of mist may not be potent enough to enhance the body's potential, but it can certainly alleviate the fatigue of my musculoskeletal system. Wu Yuan's mind churned as he made several speculations. Pull. Wu Yuan commanded his soul to make contact with the blood-red mist surrounding the black pagoda. It was effortless. Threads of blood-red mist, responding to Wu Yuan's mental directive, promptly departed from the upper dantian lobe and gradually merged into his musculoskeletal system. In an instant, Wu Yuan felt peculiar transformations within his body, accompanied by a tingling sensation coursing through his muscles and bones! This was the elevation of potential at the essential level, a mystical evolution! Once again, he witnessed it taking place. Truly... incredible. He was flabbergasted. All his conjectures were now confirmed. Visualizing the black pagoda allows me to fortify my soul. And after taking lives, the black pagoda generates a blood-red mist. A small amount of this mist can dispel physical weariness, while a greater quantity can even propel genetic evolution, progressing my body towards the perfect martial body. The function of this black pagoda and the supernatural nature of this blood-red mist surpassed his wildest imagination! In my past life, the Human Federation excavated the black pagoda from ancient ruins and rekindled humanity's interest in martial arts... I touched the black pagoda. Later, just when I was on the cusp of breaking through to new heights, I transmigrated... These occurrences are likely no mere coincidences. Wu Yuan took a deep breath, his sixth sense telling him there was a great secret behind all this. In his past life, he had never taken theories of immortals and gods seriously. After all, the so-called remnants of immortals and mythological tales had always only ever existed in ancient tomes and legends. He had never seen them with his own eyes. But now? Is it a mere coincidence that the black pagoda I once witnessed in my past life is identical to the one residing in my upper dantian lobe? Or is there a greater force at play here? Can the wonders of this black pagoda be deciphered through the lenses of martial arts and scientific understanding? "A sacrificial warrior?" Wu Yuan exclaimed, taken aback. The difficulty of raising a sacrificial warrior could not be compared to merely raising a powerful disciple. Survival was an instinct ingrained in all creatures. Hence, sacrificial warriors were precious, and not to be easily expended. "They may not all be sacrificial warriors. Perhaps the one I captured happened to be one," Gu Ji said in a low voice, "Or perhaps he chose suicide, fearing torture and knowing that death was inevitable." Wu Yuan and Wu Xiong nodded in agreement. That made sense. Once captured alive, such assassins were seldom allowed to live. After extracting information through interrogation, they were typically executed. "Nevertheless, we did manage to glean some clues from them, particularly from the body of the first-rate Adept," Wu Xiong continued, "It appears that they received prior intelligence, subsequently dispatching experts from the Wingborne Sect's territory to Li County in batches. They had lain in wait, seeking an opportunity to assassinate you, Young Master." Li City sat within the heartland of the Cloudstride Sect's territory. However, given that the Cloudstride Sect only had authority over three provinces and lacked firm control over rural areas, it wouldn't have been overly challenging for the Wingborne Sect to quietly send in teams of experts, especially if no expense was spared. "They received prior intelligence?" Wu Yuan mused, seizing the crux of the matter. "Young Master, once we arrive at Southdream City, I shall inform our sect and strive to get to the bottom of this matter," Gu Ji declared. Wu Yuan gave a nod of agreement. Such was the advantage of having a powerful faction at one's back. Even the strongest martial artist would feel powerless when facing such circumstances alone. "Young Master, if the Wingborne Sect managed to receive the intelligence and carry out an assassination, other powers such as Great Jin may also take action," Gu Ji stated gravely. "Our original path is no longer safe. To add to that, the ship is severely damaged. As soon as we reach the next ferry port, we will go ashore. There is no need to report to the local authorities. We can procure horses directly from the checkpoint and continue our journey overland." "Though it may be more exhausting, it is considerably safer," Gu Ji concluded. Traveling by water was convenient and swift, but there were only a few routes, which made it easy for enemies to lay ambushes and carry out assassinations. By going overland, the choice of routes was plentiful. "Very well. Uncle Ji, I will follow your arrangements," Wu Yuan concurred. Gu Ji cast a brief glance at Wu Xiong. "Young Master, Senior Ji, I will head down to check on the cleaning situation in the cabin," Wu Xiong said tactfully, bowed, and left the second floor. Only Gu Ji and Wu Yuan remained in the room. "Young Master, may we have the honor of meeting the stealth weapons expert who aided us in the fight?" Gu Ji asked in a low voice. "An expert in stealth weapons? Was such a person present?" Wu Yuan appeared genuinely surprised. "I've been hiding in my room the whole time and had no knowledge of this." Gu Ji was taken aback. Observing Wu Yuan's expression, which did not seem to be feigned, he explained, "An expert in stealth weapons aided us just now, which enabled us to swiftly eliminate the first-rate Adept. Young Master, are you truly unaware of their presence?" "I had no idea," Wu Yuan shook his head, looking completely shocked. "Did the sect arrange for other experts to protect me during this journey?" At this, Gu Ji became even more puzzled. He shook his head, "Young Master, it seems that the hall master or perhaps the sect has other arrangements. This stealth weapons expert may not be willing to reveal themselves, but with their protection, you'll be even safer. "Mm." Wu Yuan nodded, seemingly more at ease. "Right." Gu Ji flipped his palm, "While tending to the aftermath of the battle, we retrieved a number of items. With Young Master's character, you might not care for the other objects, but I believe this one will be useful to you." "Oh?" Wu Yuan looked down. Resting in Gu Ji's palm was a palm-sized rectangular metal token. It was faint blue and very thin, bearing the engraving of a sharp sword on its face. The words 'Divine Weapon' were inscribed on it. "Divine Weapon Token?" Wu Yuan's eyes lit up.The debut release of this chapter happened at Nvl-B1n.
