CHAPTER 128: CHAPTER 124: IT’S NOW! FANGS REVEALED!

South Peak.

"Did you hear? Our South Peak has a newly promoted Tao Seed disciple!"

"What’s the background of this person? How did they become a Tao Seed disciple just like that? It’s so unfair!"

"Background? I heard this person’s name is Xiao Ping, a third-generation servant personally chosen by the Saintess from the Miscellaneous Affairs Department and brought back to our South Peak."

"Do you think Xiao Ping might be the Saintess’s paramour? Otherwise..."

"Hush! Silence! Are you courting death by discussing Holy Lands’ Your Highness?"

As they walked toward South Peak, disciples quietly talked among themselves.

"Xiao Ping?"

Among the crowd, a youth with elegant appearance and sword-like eyebrows furrowed his brows.

In the next moment.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Within three days, countless future branches instantaneously unfolded before his eyes.

After several breaths.

The youth with sword-like eyebrows opened his eyes and shook his head indifferently.

Just a small character with no intersections in his future, not worth his concern.

...

...

Fu Xiu Courtyard.

Elder Fu Xiu sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, facing Chen Zhixing, who was also cross-legged.

"Xiao Ping, are you aware of our South Peak’s principle?" Fu Xiu spoke softly with eyes half-open, half-closed.

"Human power is finite, but heart power is infinite," Chen Zhixing replied.

"Correct."

Fu Xiu nodded, saying, "The common understanding of Divine Thought is actually quite narrow. Most use it solely for exploration and transmission, while some use it as an attack method to invade another’s Sea of Consciousness."

Chen Zhixing nodded, as these were the main uses of his Divine Thought.

Fu Xiu smiled slightly, saying, "However, the use of Divine Thought is indeed fantastical. Only using it for exploration or attack is like guarding a Jin Mountain without knowing how to use it; truly a waste."

"True Divine Thought should be as wondrous as your thoughts!"

"A strong Divine Thought cultivator should be able to use Divine Thought to refine illusion into truth, create from nothing, make words become law, and form a Divine Kingdom in a single thought!"

Chen Zhixing furrowed his brows slightly: "Refining illusion into truth? Creating from nothing?"

"Correct."

Fu Xiu smiled and said, "What is refining illusion into truth? If I say this world is real, then it is real. If I say this world is fake, then it is fake! Because I use my Divine Thought to directly control your mind, distorting your senses!"

Chen Zhixing’s face showed a thoughtful expression upon hearing this.

These ideas were indeed something he hadn’t considered before today.

"So I say, only using Divine Thought as an attack method or merely for exploration is a very low-level practice!"

Fu Xiu smiled, saying, "In my opinion, the true purpose of Divine Thought is for control! To control another’s thoughts, control their senses, turning them into a puppet manipulated at will!"

Pausing for a moment, Fu Xiu shifted the topic: "Of course, these methods are still far from you, let’s take it step by step first."

After speaking, Fu Xiu flipped his right hand, revealing a thin book.

He handed the book to Chen Zhixing, saying:

"This is the ’Divination God Record’, consisting of five layers. Start cultivating from the first layer."

Chen Zhixing took the ’Divination God Record’ and looked toward the first layer.

The first layer is simple and requires using Divine Thought to manifest one reality after another.

"Xiao Ping, come, let me demonstrate once for you."

Fu Xiu smiled, then opened his hand, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a brilliant light.

In the next moment.

In Fu Xiu’s hand, there appeared a lifelike Qilin.

The Qilin had a lion’s head, deer’s antlers, tiger’s eyes, a stag’s body, dragon’s scales, and an ox’s tail. It roamed around in Fu Xiu’s hand, occasionally raising its forelegs, spewing out strands of fire.

Perfectly lifelike.

"Xiao Ping, start practicing; when you can use Divine Thought to manifest such a Qilin, you will have completed the first layer."

Fu Xiu smiled slightly, ready to get up and leave.

Seeing Chen Zhixing deep in thought, he couldn’t help but smile and say: "Don’t rush, practicing this method requires highly concentrated Spiritual Power, and countless repetitions in the mind. Only by thinking through all the details can one attempt to manifest."

"Back then, when I practiced the first layer, it took me a full month, and during that month I didn’t rest, practicing day and night."

"You take your time."

After speaking, Fu Xiu turned around, intending to go inside the room to cultivate.

He had only taken a few steps.

"Elder Fu Xiu, I think I have succeeded, is this correct?"

A voice with some uncertainty sounded.

"Succeeded? Haha, impossible, don’t be too hasty..."

Elder Fu Xiu started to laugh while casually glancing over his shoulder.

As soon as the words left his mouth.

"Hm?!!!"

Fu Xiu suddenly widened his eyes, the smile on his face freezing instantly.

He saw Chen Zhixing’s right hand raised, in which stood an Ink Jade Qilin, its feet burning with fire, roaring towards the sky!

"You, you, you..."

Fu Xiu stepped back several times, staring at the Ink Jade Qilin formed by Divine Thought in Chen Zhixing’s hand, astonished beyond belief.

Before he could speak.

The Ink Jade Qilin in Chen Zhixing’s hand suddenly shattered, instantly transforming into a Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix engulfed in flames, with every feather, every claw, even the noble and scornful expression in its eyes, perfectly lifelike to the extreme!

The Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix changed again, becoming a Nine-Clawed Cyan Dragon exhaling dragon breath.

Bi’an!

Camel!

Golden-winged roc!

Turtle Carrying the Stele!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zhixing’s hand transformed scene after scene, becoming each mythological Barbaric Divine Beast in succession.

"Enough... enough!"

Elder Fu Xiu’s eyes burst with golden light, staring fixedly at Chen Zhixing with a look of shock and fear etched on his face.

At this moment, his entire body trembled uncontrollably.

What a monster!

What kind of monster is this?!!

He stared at Chen Zhixing, initially determined to kill him, but now a sudden appreciation for talent surged within him.

Such a genius, such comprehension.

Since ancient times, there have likely been only a few like this!

Compared to this Heaven-defying Comprehension, things like the Innate Spiritual Body and Limit-Breaking Divine Thought seem dull and lackluster!

If such a genius does not perish prematurely, he is bound to stand atop the world in the future!

And if he could become this person’s master, he too would rise to glory and be remembered for eternity!

"Elder Fu Xiu, does this look right to you?"

Chen Zhixing spoke.

Upon hearing this, Elder Fu Xiu slowly came back to his senses, still unable to hide the shock on his face as he nodded: "Yes, absolutely right! This, this... the first layer is accomplished."

After speaking, Elder Fu Xiu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the storm in his mind.

If we went back ten years, before he began consuming others’ Divine Thoughts, or even a few days ago before he killed Elder Fu Shen.

Perhaps, he might not resist treating Chen Zhixing as a true disciple, willing to teach him at all costs.

Unfortunately, it’s all too late.

There’s no turning back once the bow is drawn.

From the moment he walked the path of consuming others’ Essence Blood Divine Thought, there was no return.

The next moment.

A huge wave of greed and urgency surged within him.

He must kill this child quickly!

Otherwise, if Moo Yuemei sees this child’s true talent.

There’s not even a position of True Disciple to compete for; Moo Yuemei might willingly give her Peak Leader position to him!

With this thought, Fu Xiu didn’t hesitate any longer:

"Xiao Ping, since you’ve completed the first layer, let’s begin with the second layer cultivation."

"I have a quiet place outside the Holy Land, where a naturally formed stabilizing needle can help you enter a meditation state for better cultivation insight."

"Let me take you to that place to cultivate, how about it?"

Chen Zhixing looked at Fu Xiu’s kind and amiable smile, scratched his head, and grinned: "Sure, I leave everything to Elder."

Upon hearing this, Fu Xiu’s hand twitched in excitement, unable to suppress his laughter:

"Good, good, good, let’s depart immediately."

A moment later.

Fu Xiu led Chen Zhixing out of the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, heading towards a wilderness.

"Elder, how much longer until we arrive?" Chen Zhixing followed behind Fu Xiu, asking casually.

"Not long, not long, we’re almost there."

Fu Xiu replied lightly, his eyes burning with intensity.

A moment later.

A wooden cabin in the woods appeared before them.

"Go inside," Fu Xiu said with a smile.

"Alright."

Chen Zhixing, trusting nothing was amiss, chuckled and entered the cabin.

The cabin was small, with nothing inside except a meditative cushion.

"Quick! Sit on the cushion!" Fu Xiu’s voice trembled, barely hiding his urgency.

"Elder, you seem quite eager," Chen Zhixing suddenly said, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Eager? Cough cough, perhaps I appeared a bit eager. It’s mainly because your talent is so strong, I want to see how you progress in the second layer," Fu Xiu forced a smile.

"Is that so?"

Chen Zhixing blinked and said: "Elder, there’s not a single person here, you’re not going to harm me, are you?"

Upon hearing this.

Fu Xiu’s eyes shrank to needle points.

Has this foolish boy discovered my plan?

Just as a flash of ferocity flickered in Fu Xiu’s eyes and he prepared to strike.

"Just joking. Elder Fu Xiu, with your benevolence and noble character, how could you possibly harm me, right?"

Chen Zhixing laughed and sat cross-legged on the cushion.

Fu Xiu was momentarily stunned, then a smile quickly spread across his face.

"Ah... yes, yes, how could I possibly harm you?"

Fu Xiu coughed while clasping his hands, then spoke:

"Now, Xiao Ping, listen to me and don’t resist."

"Close your eyes and empty your mind."

"Unify your energy, calm your spirit."

As Fu Xiu spoke, Chen Zhixing did as instructed, slowly closing his eyes and clearing his thoughts.

"Yes... just like that!"

Fu Xiu swallowed repeatedly, trembling as he reached out toward Chen Zhixing’s head.

Meanwhile.

Chen Zhixing’s cultivation secretly reached its peak.

A trace of Ox Demon Power began to boil within him.

In the void, crystal-clear white petals started to fall.

"It’s now!"

A flash of fierceness crossed Fu Xiu’s eyes, his hand accelerated, and he struck fiercely at Chen Zhixing’s head.

Chen Zhixing also opened his eyes, a trace of ruthlessness gleaming in them.

Bang!!!