Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World-Chapter 1240 - 549: Zheng Fa Advances, Qing Yan’s Nightmare (Part 2)

Chapter 1240: Chapter 549: Zheng Fa Advances, Qing Yan’s Nightmare (Part 2)

The Nine Nether Emperor looked up at the Heavenly Emperor Body, watching the aura around him grow increasingly majestic, truly like a Great Sun Emperor, his presence rising like waves one after another, squinting his eyes: "The cultivation of the Divine Dao Skill is indeed swift."

Zhang also nodded in agreement.

Prior to receiving the true inheritance of the Turquoise Pool, the Heavenly Emperor Body only received a few pointers from Lord Nichang and could only instinctively cultivate through incense, but now things were vastly different.

It’s known that despite its myriad flaws, the Yaochi Divine Dao Skill has established a sect standing for several eras in the Xuanwei.

The strength of the Water Mother should not be underestimated, the Yaochi Divine Dao Skill is also considered peerless.

The Jiushan Realm has always been prosperous, and the Heavenly Emperor Body, as the lord of the Jiushan Realm with abundant incense, immediately benefited from the Yaochi Cultivation Technique, his cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds, even surpassing his original body.

...

"Master Zheng, you need not rush, my ’Guanghan Mind-converge Skill’ is indeed my life’s work, and you want to transform it into your own cultivation..." After explaining the ’Guanghan Mind-converge Skill’, the Taiyin Fairy saw Zheng Fa deeply engrossed in the cultivation technique, feeling somewhat proud, and smiled, saying, "Anyhow, we are safe here, there’s plenty of time for you to comprehend..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Golden Crow formed by Zheng Fa suddenly let out a long cry, transforming into a golden Great Sun, suspended above the bronze platform.

A dominating solar force erupted from the Great Sun.

Around the bronze platform, the shadows of the Demon Gods all raised their heads and roared, as if witnessing the return of their Emperor.

"..."

The Taiyin Fairy closed her mouth.

Qingnv, unable to hold back her thoughts, exclaimed: "He... This..."

"It’s the aura of my Yaochi Cultivation Technique." The Taiyin Fairy paused, "And it’s not the Power of Taiyin, but the Sun Power."

Qingnv fell into contemplation, after a long while, she turned to the Taiyin Fairy and asked, "How long did it take you, back then?"

"..."

The Taiyin Fairy cast her a glance, seemingly wanting to kick her off the bronze platform.

"Thankfully, it wasn’t me who passed on the cultivation to him." Qingnv touched her chest, feeling much relieved, "Already injured, wouldn’t this just aggravate me further?"

The Taiyin Fairy took a deep breath, looking at Zheng Fa with a complex expression.

Soon, the golden light around Zheng Fa waned, transforming into a human shape, landing before everyone.

"Master Zheng, do you not need to transform into a Golden Crow anymore?"

"In my ’Sun Refining God Skill’, it integrates the bloodline aura of the Golden Crow..."

Zheng Fa stamped his foot twice on the bronze platform, and sure enough, the bronze platform showed no reaction.

Actually, the ’Sun Refining God Skill’ is rather straightforward to explain, the Power of Taiyin is like water, washing and refining the Divine Soul.

The Sun Power is like fire, capable of purifying the Divine Soul, although the methods differ, they lead to the same end.

Zheng Fa has always had an affinity with the Sun, now he flourishes effortlessly, almost naturally.

The Taiyin Fairy remained silent for a long while before cupping her hands: "Master Zheng’s talent... leaves me aghast."

Zheng Fa paused, realizing there’d been a misunderstanding.

"It’s not that my talent is remarkable; it’s the problem with time here."

"Time?"

"Here’s day almost equals a year in the Xuanwei Realm." Zheng Fa didn’t hold back, since Lord Nichang also knew, "I have a clone in the Xuanwei Realm, focused on the Divine Dao Skill. While you explained the ’Taiyin Ningshen Skill’ for several days, he has been comprehending it for several years..."

Upon hearing this, the Taiyin Fairy’s expression did brighten somewhat, yet she still shook her head, saying: "Several years is enough to astound the world."

Seeing Zheng Fa wanting to say more, she smiled: "The stronger Master Zheng becomes, the more reassured I feel."

With that, she pointed at the Star Banner, making her meaning clear.

Zheng Fa extended his palm, grasping the Star Banner, injecting immortal power into it, and closed his eyes to sense.

The trio watched breathlessly, not daring to utter a sound.

After a long while, Zheng Fa opened his eyes and shook his head slowly.

The Taiyin Fairy bit her lip, her voice tinged with bitterness: "Water Mother... was my wild wish."

Qingnv and the Taiyin Fairy as well looked despondent.

Qingnv now showed some Golden Immortal decisiveness, looking at Zheng Fa: "Then let’s proceed as we’ve discussed, Master Zheng, can you now use the Star Banner to get out?"

After sensing it, Zheng Fa responded helplessly: "I didn’t lie before - to use the Star Banner, my current cultivation isn’t sufficient."

It seems that back in the heavenly court, an Independent Immortal couldn’t be a commander.

"It’s just that previously, I said advancement was a lie; now, I really can progress." Zheng Fa told the trio, "The Evil Water Mother’s whispers earlier deepened my understanding of the ’Yellow Court Scripture’."

"And ’Sun Refining God Skill’ greatly benefits me too."

In Zheng Fa’s view, the greatest advantage of the Divine Dao Skill is the ability to swiftly accumulate mana — an Independent Immortal to True Immortal, aside from facing the nine tribulations of Independent Immortals, requires at least a thousand years of immortal power to completely transform.

Now with the ’Sun Refining God Skill’, and considering the difference in time, Zheng Fa feels almost pulled along by the Heavenly Emperor Body, with his internal immortal power surging rapidly.

"It is indeed fortunate, Master Zheng, that you first cross the tribulation." Qingnv and the Taiyin Fairy shared a look, no longer hesitating, "I and Taiyin also need to recuperate... and then, we shall send you out."

Lord Nichang’s eyes turned slightly dim.

Internally, Zheng Fa was not at peace either, with his already boiling immortal power continually rushing toward the Star Banner in his palm.

...

In the Jiushan Realm, Mu Qingyan was sitting cross-legged in meditation, her Divine Soul again whimsically entering yet another strange world.

She had long grown accustomed to it.

Ever since she awakened her ’memory’, she had liked dreaming, often nightmares, seldom beautiful dreams.

Fortunately, it didn’t affect her cultivation.

Now that she has undergone Divinity Transformation, these dreams hardly harm her, though they appear from time to time, becoming increasingly vivid. For instance, now, she feels she is ’walking’ on a vast wasteland filled with corpses.

Beneath her feet is an abandoned path, beside it rise knee-high mounds, some white bones exposed on the ground, with lush grass.

In the distance, there are Demon Sect cultivators dueling, with angry shouts and screams reaching her. Some mortals and low-level cultivators are fleeing in this direction, but seem to collapse, instantly turning into blood water.

They seem not to notice Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan knew this was the scene from her ’memory’, an inescapable nightmare since childhood, where she was just a non-existent observer.

Seeing this, there’s only relief in her heart, as this memory doesn’t quite match reality, at least not this tragedy in the Nine Mountains Immortal Court.

Just as she turned to walk in another direction, suddenly, from above, came a dull rumble.

She looked up.

Seeing the sky covered with web-like cracks.

Mu Qingyan’s heart raced, her footing abruptly giving way, the ground shattering like Liuli.

She felt herself plunging as if into a cliff, falling swiftly downwards, the surroundings pitch black, like a deep bottomless pit.

Until a point of light appeared before her.

A shadow stood in the darkness, Mu Qingyan realized, perhaps this was the reason for her memory, and why no matter how she cultivated, she couldn’t escape the nightmare.

She got closer to the shadow, until she could see her form clearly.

It was a woman, indescribable in age, her aura complex — ethereal like a ghost, yet domineering on her face.

What puzzled Mu Qingyan was that she felt an intense kinship and familiarity toward this person.

Yet the woman seemed not to notice her, only raising her head, gazing into a dark space.

"Fellow Daoist..." Feeling strange, Mu Qingyan tried, realizing she couldn’t leave this place, and thus asked, "Where is this?"

"Who are you?"

"Was it you, Fellow Daoist, who brought me here?"

The woman lowered her head, looking at Mu Qingyan, seeming to see her cultivation level instantly: "The fastest in cultivating has reached Divinity Transformation already?"

The woman nodded, seemingly pleased: "Not bad."

Mu Qingyan blinked blankly.

"Someone has moved the Star Banner."

"What?" Mu Qingyan blinked.

"The Star Banner shouldn’t be moved." The woman’s expression was deeply puzzled, "Even more, no one should unlock the All Heaven Stars Formation in such a short time."