Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1635 - 879: Enlightenment with the Pen, Primordial Yang on the Horizon

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Amid a million-mile Tribulation Cloud, five child-like Treasure Mirror True Spirits bloomed from Dao Lotuses, each safeguarded by grand phenomena of the Five Elements against the raging Thunder Sea. They cried 'Zha!', survived the tribulation, and joyfully greeted Zhao Sheng, who named them Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Shui Zha, and their siblings before they returned to his dantian. Unaware of the heavenly rain of sweet dew that later blessed the Long River Realm, ten years passed until Jin Zha arrogantly confronted the arriving Zhao Xuan Ye on Hualong Island.

Zhao Xuan Ye stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over the boy before him, brimming with astonishment.

This...

With his vast knowledge and rich experience, Zhao Xuan Ye at once identified the child as an incarnation of a True Spirit, leaving him utterly stunned.

"This old man Zhao Xuan Ye has come today to request an audience with the esteemed Daoist, and I hope you, little Taoist friend, will kindly announce me."

With those words, Zhao Xuan Ye produced a mung bean-sized gold element law crystal and passed it to Jin Zha.

Jin Zha’s eyes sparkled, and he swiftly grabbed the crystal, popping it into his mouth and gulping it down.

Zhao Xuan Ye smiled silently, thinking smugly to himself, "I knew no Spirit Treasure True Spirit could resist the allure of a law crystal."

Having swallowed the law crystal fragment, Jin Zha’s face eased a bit, and he told him to wait right there before vanishing in a flash.

A few breaths passed, and Jin Zha returned, seizing Zhao Xuan Ye’s arm with a cold tone, "The lord wishes to meet you, follow me!"

The moment the words left his mouth, a brilliant golden radiance blinded Zhao Xuan Ye, followed by a sensation of falling, then firm footing beneath him.

Zhao Xuan Ye surveyed his surroundings, soon noticing a pristine Jade Pond almost brimming over, its bottom lined with vibrant law crystals.

Instantly, the waters split apart, and Zhao Sheng emerged from the depths, descending gracefully before Zhao Xuan Ye.

"This old man pays respects to the great Daoist!" Zhao Xuan Ye bowed deeply in reverence.

Zhao Sheng dismissed it with a wave, asking, "No need for such ceremony. What urgent matter brings you here so quickly?"

"To bring the Daoist glad tidings. Over the last two months, this old man found that a Red Demon Mother Monkey has conceived a Spiritual Embryo successfully."

Zhao Sheng’s heart leaped, and he grinned, saying, "That truly is excellent news. Speak, what reward shall I grant you?"

"No, no! This old man was just fulfilling his role, no need for the Daoist’s reward. Moreover—"

Before he could complete his sentence, Zhao Sheng cut in abruptly.

"Ah... Merit deserves reward, faults punishment! You’ve done your duty admirably, so a reward is in order."

With that, Zhao Sheng thought briefly, then declared, "Atop the Scripture Pavilion lies an Immortal Scripture named the ’Sky Demon Transformation Technique.’ Though incomplete, it remains a top-tier method. Go study it; it should aid you immensely. Here’s a Passage Talisman—take it."

As he mentioned it, Zhao Sheng drew a Jade Talisman from his sleeve and tossed it casually to Zhao Xuan Ye.

Clutching the Jade Talisman in thrilled hands, Zhao Xuan Ye bowed over and over, thanking the Daoist profusely.

Zhao Sheng waved it off casually, then asked about the mother monkey’s gestation duration.

Zhao Xuan Ye stowed the Jade Talisman away and reported earnestly, "To inform the Daoist, per the Ancient Scroll of Ten Thousand Beasts, a Red Demon Horse Monkey usually requires a hundred years to birth its offspring. The Daoist must endure a wait of roughly one century."

"A hundred years?" Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed faintly as he mulled it over in silence.

Soon after, his look grew resolute, and he stated firmly, "Fine, a hundred years it shall be—I can afford the wait!"

Merely a hundred years, no more than a single seclusion session. Zhao Xuan Ye couldn’t fathom why the Daoist uttered it with such gravity.

He genuinely failed to grasp it, unaware that the figure before him could summon a Grotto Heaven whenever he pleased, yet chose to bide his time for a full century.

The sly old Zhao Xuan Ye refrained from questioning the Daoist’s words, opting instead to take his leave.

Zhao Sheng let him go without protest, right away directing Jin Zha to escort him out.

Jin Zha acknowledged swiftly, advancing to grip his arm, transforming into light and vanishing once more.

One breath later, Jin Zha rushed back, his eyes locked eagerly on his master, overflowing with desire.

Zhao Sheng stroked his small head, chuckling, "Little one, you’re impatient already, aren’t you? I’ll inscribe it for you right now."

As he said this, a Broken Pen emerged from between his brows, settling softly into Zhao Sheng’s grasp.

At that instant, Jin Zha joyfully loosened his bellyband, baring his smooth, jade-white abdomen.

Zhao Sheng sliced his own palm open, allowing blood to pour into the Broken Pen, swiftly dyeing its nib crimson.

Gripping the Broken Pen firmly, he dragged its tip rapidly across Jin Zha’s belly.

In a flash, a vivid blood-red character for "sorrow" materialized.

Wow!

The blood character complete, a wave of sorrow surged in Jin Zha’s heart, prompting loud wails from him.

Tears" streamed from his eyes, splashing onto the ground one by one, each promptly morphing into golden beans.

Upon witnessing this scene, Zhao Sheng abruptly yelled, "Jin Zha, if not now to comprehend sorrow, then when?"

Jin Zha appeared suddenly enlightened, swiftly morphing into a beam of golden light before plunging into the Jade Pond and vanishing completely in an instant.

For an exceedingly rare outcast being in the All Heavens and Universes, a True Form Spirit Treasure's path of cultivation is simultaneously straightforward yet profoundly arduous.

Progressing from True Form to Primordial Yang seems straightforward on the surface, but actually, it's as arduous as scaling the heavens.

Few realize that the innate human Seven Emotions and Six Desires are priceless gems that True Form Spirit Treasures yearn for desperately, yet find nearly impossible to acquire.

To kindle the Primordial Yang Fire, True Form Spirit Treasures must harbor real "emotion".

Whether joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness—as long as a spirit treasure genuinely grasps one emotion, the Primordial Yang Realm ceases to be an impossible dream.

Still, across the ages, merely one in ten thousand True Form Spirit Treasures manages to evolve into Primordial Yang Spirit Treasures.

To some extent, the Five Directions Five Elements Mirror has been blessed by the divine.

This stems from having a master who wields a supreme treasure able to rewrite destinies.

In the previous ten years, Zhao Sheng had "enlightened" all four other Zhas with his pen, save for Jin Zha.

Jin Zha corresponds to... sorrow,

Mu Zha is... anger

Water, fire, and earth correspond to: fear, joy, and thought respectively.

Five Elements correspond to Five Emotions, aligning precisely with traditional cultivation concepts.

Zhao Sheng’s act of "enlightenment" with a pen spared the Five Elements Cave Heaven Mirror endless years of painstaking effort, virtually equivalent to a "one-step ascent."

It's foreseeable that the Five Elements Mirror will soon successively ignite the Primordial Yang Fire, emerging as one of the rare Primordial Yang level spirit treasures.

Burial Immortal Ruins, Yuanxu Square.

The workshop wasn’t particularly spacious; the streets hung in ghostly silence.

Under a towering stone edifice built from colossal boulders, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged upon the ground, unfurling a vast beast skin ahead of him heaped with diverse treasures.

Moments later, a towering Alien Practitioner with pale green skin, exceeding a zhang in height, paused before the stall, gesturing at a charred wood stump and inquiring, "Taoist, what’s the price of this item?"

Without so much as glancing up, Zhao Sheng responded, "Ten pieces of Pocket World Jade, or an equivalent amount of Principle Crystals, no attribute limitations."

The Alien Practitioner haggled at once, "Isn’t that too expensive? Just a piece of rotten wood, how can it be worth such a price! One Pocket World Jade, and I’ll take it."

Zhao Sheng sneered, "Haha, how rare is a ten-thousand-year-old Thunderstruck Wood; it’s not something a single Pocket World Jade can exchange for. Do you want to trade, or not, just get lost!"

"Deal! But, I’ll only offer three pieces of Pocket World Jade."