Chapter 161: Eight Arts Volume (2/2)

As time gradually passed, everything became clear. It was as if he could see through a high mountain with just a glance. Feng Feiyun felt as if he had turned into a tiny existence that was traversing through the mountain depths, inside the boulders, the trees, and the flowers and grasses.

The Dark Water Art naturally was not so easy to cultivate. Even a smart ninth-rank Treasure Seeking Student would need at least ten years to reach his current level.

The reason why his speed was so exceptional was because his soul’s power far exceeded ordinary humans. His phoenix soul caused his spirit, energy, and soul to be especially powerful, and he could easily control the Dark Water Art.

The stronger one’s soul, the longer the distance one could control the Dark Water Art.

“Not simple ah! Not simple at all! He only trained for ten short days yet he has already reached the ‘Clear Mind’ state. Is this because of the Grave Palace Treasure Seeking Record’s magicalness, or is his talents really that frightening?” Zuo Qianshou could be considered a great master among Treasure Seeking Masters. His master praised him more than just one time regarding his talents, but he still took three years to reach the “Clear Mind” state.

“Haha, of course it is because he is extremely gifted. Although the record is indeed amazing from the rumors, not many people cultivated it successfully so one can see its difficulty from this observation. Ordinary people have no chance of having such success within just ten days.” Third Boss stood far away while gazing at Feng Feiyun; he paused for a moment before continuing: “Only an extremely talented genius would be able to do this.”

The greater the heavenly records, the harder they were to cultivate — Zuo Qianshou naturally understood this logic.

Zuo Qianshou then asked: “Hehe, what is this brat’s relationship with you? Don’t tell me that he is not your disciple.”

“He really isn’t my disciple!” Third Boss said.

“Then why do you care so much about his affairs?” Zuo Qianshou clearly understood his old friend more than anyone else.

Stay away from anything that had nothing to do with them — this had always been their style.

Third Boss’ dry hand gently stroked his beard. A glimmer appeared in his decrepit eyes, and he slowly replied: “If I were to tell you that he is the grandson of my grandson, would you believe me?”

“You still have a descendant?” Zuo Qianshou naturally believed him.

“That year, when you were tricked by Ji Lingxuan and imprisoned in the capital’s great prison, in order to save you, I cut off all my relationships with the Feng Clan and completely severed my ties with them, but my descendants still remained in the Feng Clan.”

Third Boss recalled the matters of one hundred and eighty years ago. At that time, he was the most amazing genius of the Feng Clan and was declared the next clan master, but after finding out about Zuo Qianshou’s situation, he still risked his life and went to the capital.

Rushing into the capital to help someone escape from the prison was a clan-exterminating crime. Thus, before doing this, he immediately left from the Feng Clan and severed all ties in order to not involve them.

Without Feng Dugu’s help, even if Zuo Qianshou could break the Ten Heavens Formation from within, he still wouldn’t be able to escape from the number one prison in the world.

Both of the old men became silent!

Zuo Qianshou was very grateful to Third Boss. He could have been the clan master of a great family, ruling over his region with great prestige. But now, he became a mountain bandit living in hiding, a mountain bandit that didn’t resemble man nor ghost and was only scraping by foolishly through the days.

This was real camaraderie and true friendship that lasts for a lifetime.

This was also the reason why Zuo Qianshou broke his promise of never helping anyone else with a favor; he had to break his oath for this old friend to save Ji Xiaonu.

“Sha Hangyun came to find me.” A while later, Zuo Qianshou broke the silence.

“I also fought against him. His cultivation is much higher than before; I’m afraid that even in the Yang World, he is now a top tyrant.” Feng Dugu said.

“This person has great ambitions, but I still cannot guess his intentions at the moment. His goal, however, seems to be the Ji Clan.” Zuo Qianshou explainned.

“The Ji Clan?” Feng Dugu clarified.

Zuo Qianshou nodded his head and said: “He invited me to go with him to the Ji Clan to help him with something.”

Feng Dugu slightly narrowed his eyes and Zuo Qianshou also suddenly thought of something. The two old men looked at each other and exclaimed at the same time: “Yang Soul Supreme Trigram!”

“No, the Yang Soul Supreme Trigram has been gathering dust for more than one thousand years; only the blood of an Abnormality twin with the Yang Soul Holy Embryo would be able to activate it. Could it be that the Abnormality twin has appeared?”

Zuo Qianshou had a strong ominous feel in his heart. During these chaotic times, it seemed to be getting worse and worse.