Chapter 14 (1/2)

Eternal Life (永生) Ch. 14

Outer Court Disciple

Fortunately, the ‘Map of the Hidden Yellow Dragon Spring’ saved me today. What secrets does this map have? What level magic treasure is it?

Fang Han laid on his bed, and took out the map, incessantly observing it.

The picture was still pitch-black and obscure, a dragon/snake like creature still crawling into the Huang’quan River, obscure and hidden, giving off a feeling of mysteriousness.

However, other than its mysteriousness, it was nothing but an ordinary painting.

Never mind, let’s wait until I train even further and comprehend more before coming back and studying his picture. Fang Han got ready to put the map back up.

Eh?

At this time, he realized that there was one spot which seemed to be different than before.

In the pitch-black and hazy picture, amid the yellow dusk colored Huang’quan River, there seemed to be something swimming. Fang Han hurriedly and carefully looked over it, and realized that the thing swimming in the picture’s Huang’quan River was actually a horrid face made of long, oily black smoke. It was the ‘Sky Wolf Seven Evil Spirits Smoke’ that had been chasing and trying to kill him earlier.

It had actually been sealed within the picture’s Huang’quan River.

Could it be that the ‘Map of the Hidden Yellow Dragon Spring’ can absorb any magic treasures? Looking at it over and over again, Fang Han speechlessly observed the face swimming freely in the picture’s Huang’quan River.

This picture, although I can’t use it, it can still protect my life. Truly pretty good. From now one, I will always keep it on me. Finding a rope, Fang Han tied the map around his body, wearing it like a piece of inner clothing. Afterwards, he finally calmed down and went to sleep.

Upon waking up, it was already the third geng, the sky a hazy ma.s.s, the night very quiet.

At the Yu’hua Immortal Mountain, atop Purple Lightning Peak, there was also no one awake. However, Fang Han, upon training to the fifth realm, G.o.dly Strength, had become very critical of time.

After flipping his body and getting out of bed and was.h.i.+ng up, he stood atop a cliff and trained punches and kicks and jumping and landing while facing the abyss below, not affected in the slightest.

This demonstrated his courage, practicing by the cliff edge. Training his flesh at such a high level of tension caused his body to become tauter and more stable than before.

Originally, when he first trained by the cliff, he had times where his legs went numb. However, after riding on the crane, he felt that his courage had risen by a layer, his heart deeper than before, as if it had gained a layer of ‘bravery.’

Because he had this kind of feeling, he had decided that today, he would train to a breakthrough.

In the Mortal Realm, upon training to the fifth level, G.o.dly Strength, it was as if one had reached a bottleneck. Many pract.i.tioners, even clan disciples, would all become stuck at the level of G.o.dly Strength and unable to breakthrough.

This was because in order to break through to the next level, one needed to have an inspiration of some sort, an enlightenment. The following levels, Breath’s qi, Inner Strengthening’s nei, G.o.dly Courage’s yong, Spiritual Expert’s ling, and G.o.dly Transformation’s bian were only things that could be felt, and not explained.

[TL: Breath – qi’xi, Inner Strengthening – nei zhuang, G.o.dly Courage – shen yong, Spiritual Expert – tong ling, G.o.dly Transformation – shen bian]

Those who broke through the G.o.dly Strength level either had G.o.dly talent, or were very lucky.

One could say that breaking through the G.o.dly Strength level meant that one was eligible to pursue the Divine Realm. Otherwise, one shouldn’t think about it.

Today, it seemed as if Fang Han had gained a realization.

After training a round of punches while standing by the cliff edge, he felt his breath boiling. He quickly stood up took a breath, holding it, before unendingly breathing in and out, as if one were was.h.i.+ng rice and vegetables.

This was a method of training breathing called ‘Tao’qi.’ It didn’t mean naughty, but rather had the meaning of was.h.i.+ng rice, cleansing gold, and waves eroding sand. One would cleanse all the air out of their lungs then breathe in new air.

This was a method of the “Seven Star Fist” given to him by Bai Hai Chen.

“Gu’dong, Gu’dong, Gu’du’du”

Each breath felt like blowing a bubble in his throat, his lungs constantly inhaling and exhaling, was.h.i.+ng in and out, turning over and over again. Each breath circulated his blood, the blood then pressuring the heart and affecting his body’s strength.

Suddenly, Fang Han’s entire body felt in ecstasy. His body stood on the crumbling cliff, seemingly like a wind would blow him off, but he remained oblivious, entering into a new level.

The impurities within his blood were being cleansed with each breath, “Great Waves Erode Sand to Reveal Gold.”

His breath reached the greatest extent.

“Pu’chi!”

Fang Han emitted a cry that was even clearer than the Crane Fairy’s.

His entire body’s physique as well as his inner heart seemed to become more compact, denser, and firmer than before, his also hearing becoming clearer. He was able to hear the movement of gra.s.s due to a mouse.

This was the sixth level of the Mortal Realm, Qi. His entire body became more sensitive, his reflexes more agile, and his inner heart firmer and more condensed. The impurities in his blood had slowly been refined, and cleansed.