World of Cultivation - Volume 05 - Charge Out of the Ancient Battlefield

by Fang Xiang

  “How is it different?”

  Wei smiled and then said seriously, “The six changes of the deep mo levels dramatically increase in power. Only then will you truly have the power to equal the top jindan xiuzhe.”

  With an outstanding appearance, a humble presence, a serious expression, the cross-legged Wei was like the most devout preacher.

  “How do you open the deep mo layer’s six transformations?” Zuo Mo asked.

  “Comprehension.”

  “How do I gain comprehension?”

  “Very sorry, I do not know that either.” Wei shook his head with a slight smile. “Let me tell you of an example of someone that comprehend the deep mo level. Maybe this will give you some help.”

  The deep pupils lit up with the sheen of remembrance, the handsome face filled with reminisce.

  “My previous master’s mo physique when entering the colonel stage was called Serene Python. It cannot compare to your Great Day mo physique. The Serene Python is a mo physique famed for its strength, and it only has three transformations.”

  Wei’s tone was deep and carried an inexplicable charisma as he narrated.

  “She was fourteen when she reached the Great mo physique of the Serene Python.” Wei raised his head to see the shock on Zuo Mo’s face and smiled. He then said, “However, it was only when she was seventeen that she opened the deep mo layer of the three Serene Python changes. In these three years, she journeyed through nine mo jies.”

  Zuo Mo was stunned. He murmured, “Nine … …”

  He could not imagine travelling over nine mo jies. Even if they were little jie like Sky Moon Jie, it wasn’t just a matter of one or two months to cross one of them. Zuo Mo felt that he had gone many places, but compared to this person, it was an embarrassing comparison.

  Even more, at fourteen … …

  “She fought four hundred and twenty seven times, killed fifty nine mo, wounded another thirty, and was wounded twenty four times.”

  Zuo Mo froze in shock.

  Chapter 392: Making A Wish

  What deep mo level, go to hell, this was the only thing Zuo Mo thought after hearing Wei speak of his previous master.

  If he really followed what Wei suggested, Zuo Mo guessed that the only person among his compatriots that could accomplish this would be Wei Sheng Shixiong. Other people, including him, definitely could not realize it.

  Since it was an insurmountable task, then there was no need to trouble himself over it. This was Zuo Mo’s usual style.

  Compared to the unreliable deep mo level, it was more important to find news regarding the Battle of Sealed Extinction. Due to his lack of wealth in the past, he had delayed going to the second prison. Now that he had money, this matter had to progress quickly. Thinking about it, Zuo Mo entered the Wasteland Beast Chessboard again.

  This time, he did not go to find Nan Yue and Cang Ze, and went alone into the second prison. Cang Lin’s grievous injury had just healed and he needed to recover. Cang Ze and Nan Yue had to go through the test of the prison battlefield before they could enter the second prison. Zuo Mo, due to finishing the prison breaking battle, had already received the qualifications to enter the second prison.

  The second prison was called Dance of Falling Maples.

  Endless mountain ranges, and large groves of fire red maple trees extended endlessly into the distance. When a gentle wind blew past, the woods would creak, and fire red maple leaves would be caught up in the wind and leave their branches. In that time, the maple leaves would be like red pixies that danced in the wind. Even the clouds in the sky would be slightly tinged with red.

  The scenery in front of him was as bright as fire, but Zuo Mo felt an unspeakable feeling of sorrow and desolation in his chest. Zuo Mo looked dazedly at the maple leaves floating in the wind.

  Was it that his calm had decreased after his consciousness was wounded?

  Zuo Mo focused and mocked himself. He walked forward.

  ———

  Nan Yue looked with determination at the prison battlefield in front of her. Suddenly, Cang Ze’s laugh came from behind her. “A Yue has also come here.”

  Nan Yue turned around and couldn’t help but be surprised. Today, Cang Ze seemed to be completely different than usual. Battle intent exuded faintly from his body, and his steps were determined. She instantly understood. “Cang da ge is also planning on today?”

  “Yes, I can’t fall too much behind A Yue,” Cang Ze said with an open laugh.

  Nan Yue had slightly mirth on her face, the competitiveness in her eyes rising. “Then let’s see who succeed first!”

  “Alright! See you in the second prison!”

  “See you in the second prison!”

  The two figures charged into the prison battlefield at the same time.

  ———

  The Maple Leaf Market was the yao city of the second prison and also one of the largest cities of the Ten Finger Prison. Usually, most yao that entered the second prison were yao that had successfully achieved planting of the spirit. Those who were successfully managed to rise above the lowest classes of little yao and ghost attendant yao. The yao of this stage were called night stock yao.

  The yao that just ignited their star fire were called little yao, those yao that completed transformation were called ghost attendant yao, and those that successfully planted their spirit were night stock yao.

  Night stock yao was the true fundamental level of the yao world. The local corps’s lowest requirement was ghost attendant yao, but the true backbone of these corps were the night stock yao. A corps commanded directly by the Council of Elders were at minimum night stock yao.

  Zuo Mo could clearly feel that the yao that passed by were much stronger than the Wasteland Beast Chessboard as he had expected. Night stock yao were equivalent to ningmai xiuzhe. However, due to how cultivating yao arts meant communicating with the world, the presence exuded by night stock yao was stronger than ningmai xiuzhe.

  Many night stock yao that successfully planted their spirit were unable to gather and conceal their power. All kinds of flowing rings of light would appear in the surroundings. Along the way, Zuo Mo saw many strange and weird rings of light. Some were bright green, others fire red, some were shaped like a sickle while others had teeth or were crescents. It broadened his visions.

  These moving rings of light were related to the yao arts they cultivated. Night stock yao that just entered the spirit planting stage were unable to completely control their consciousness. A portion of the consciousness that leaked out would naturally form the yao art they cultivated and produce stray rings of light. Yao who had good eyes were even able to judge the attribute of the yao art from the rings of light.

  Those night stock yao that did not have rings of light were actually stronger.

  But no matter if they had a light ring or not, any yao coming that saw Zuo Mo’s face clearly would pale and then hurriedly jumped to the side.

  One’s name was like the shadow of a tree. With the name of “Xiao Mo Ge,” Zuo Mo was a young expert that was known through the yao world, especially after he had killed twenty six yao successively, it had given him a reputation of brutality and no one dared to cause trouble for him.

  Anywhere he passed, the crowds of yao avoided him.

  But a problem also came along. Zuo Mo was planning to ask for directions. Before he could speak, the other would turn and run as though their butts were on fire. A few ran even faster when they heard Zuo Mo speak, hating that their parents hadn’t given birth to them with two more legs.

  Zuo Mo could only grimace.

  After a lot of effort, he finally learned the position of the Maple Leaf Market.

  After a few rounds at the Maple Leaf Market, he was slightly disappointed. As expected, this place was still quite low-level. The things sold and the contents of those bounties were also low-level. No wonder Cang Lin suggested for him to go to the third prison.

  He was doubtful if he could find information on the Battle of Seale
d Extinction at the third prison.

  A short while later, there were many yao surrounding him. They looked at Zuo Mo with respect and awe and occasionally discuss. However, no one came over, clearly wary of Xiao Mo Ge’s reputation as a butcher.

  Zuo Mo shook his head. After asking for directions to the prison battlefield, he left.

  Everything Zuo Mo passed was extremely novel and unfamiliar, but Zuo Mo wasn’t in the mood at this time. The Sealed Extinction battlefield was like a heavy rock weighing on his heart. Right now, they seemed to have it easier, but Zuo Mo knew if it dragged on, their situation would become even more precarious.

  The prison battlefield of the Dance of Falling Maples was a stand of beautiful and enchanting maple tries.

  Zuo Mo did not stop and unhesitatingly stepped into it.

  ———

  Zong Ru’s complexion was red gold, his lips slightly curved upward as though in a smile, his right hand seemed to be holding a flower as he sat with his legs crossed. His entire body seemed to be made from copper, a dignified and grave presence filling the entire room.

  A long while later, he slowly opened his eyes. Gold light flashed through his eyes, and the spell on his fingers disappeared. The dignified and grave presence around him instantly disappeared. An uncontrollable look of joy floated in Zong Ru’s pupils. He finally saw a great path towards jindan!

  When he had received [Attainment Golden Body] from Daren, even a person as composed as him was stunned where he stood! Sixth-grade spell! Daren had given him a sixth-grade spell! And it was also a sixth-grade dhyana xiu spell! For some reason, his nose had become sore, and he had almost cried.

  No one knew the greatest reason he had chosen the path of the dhyana xiu was that he lacked spells. His talent was not outstanding, and sects would not accept him based on merit. His family was also extremely poor and could not pay the tribute. No sect was willing to accept disciples like him. A dhyana xiu that had wandered by had felt pity at his situation and given him [Sky Wave Fist Scripture].

  This fist scripture was very simple and could even be called rough, but Zong Ru was still very grateful to that dhyana xiu.

  He knew this fist scripture was extremely rudimentary. If he wanted to progress, other than obtaining higher-level spells, he could only work on his Samadhi to achieve ningmai. He used his outstanding persistence and finally reached ningmai, even forming an abhinna.

  Only he knew the hardship of this entire journey.

  However, Samadhi meditation was not the solution to all. He furiously worked on his Samadhi but he quickly found that relying on just the practice of Samadhi was unable to allow him to progress further. Zong Ru had been disappointed but he had not felt sad. He was not an ambitious person, and only worked hard on cultivation each day.

  But when Zuo Mo handed [Attainment Golden Body] to him, everything changed.

  His cultivation that had remained still for so long actually grew a little sliver. Such a wondrous effect, as expected of a sixth-grade spell.

  What he had never expected was that, other than the [Attainment Golden Body] Daren also gave him the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk!

  A sixth-grade spell, and a sixth-grade talisman!

  Things the he didn’t even dare to dream about were now in his hands.

  Daren had also said, using the Vajra Gada as the spindle, the Nine Turn Sky Soil Disk as the wheel, he would reforge the two into a prayer wheel that would definitely be powerful.

  Threads of warmth rose in Zong Ru’s heart, and a smile floated at the corner of his mouth.

  Daren never did unprofitable business. He wanted him to sell his life for his entire life.

  Then … … he will sell himself to Daren!

  His hands suddenly came together, he lowered his eyes, his features dignified.

  His dhyana heart was calm like an old well, a determined and grave voice echoing in his mind.

  “Zong Ru wishes, forsaking the path to Buddhahood, to use this body as a vajra to protect Daren.”

  His dhyana heart that was calm suddenly became covered with black clouds. Wind and rain came, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and created waves that reached the sky.

  Zong Ru gave a muffled grunt and his expression changed slightly. But he seemed to not detect it. He closed his eyes, his voice as determined as usual.

  “Zong Ru wishes, forsaking the path to Buddhahood, to use this body as a vajra to protect Daren!”

  His body trembled fiercely, his dhyana heart cracking all over and on the edge of collapsing.

  Zong Ru gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, reciting his wish over and over. He seemed to be situated in a terrible storm, lightning snakes flashing above him and illuminating his determined face. He piously recited again and again the wish he gave!

  Boom!

  A strange power suddenly formed from his nearly destroyed dhyana heart and quickly burrowed into his limbs and organs. Even more wondrous was that it permeated Zong Ru’s ling power, and every bit of blood and flesh of his body.

  At the same time, the ling power inside his body seemed to be awakened, and started to flow according to [Attainment Golden Body].

  A thread of strange power burrowed into his forehead.

  ———

  In the camp, everyone suddenly stopped their actions and turned to look at a corner of the camp.

  Everyone had shock on their faces.

  Core formation!

  Someone was entering jindan!

  Yi Zheng who was not far away from Zong Ru suddenly paled. His lips trembled and he exclaimed, “Wish power! Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish!”

  How was it possible?

  Someone had given a death wish!

  Did he not know that if one gave a death wish, they could not become a Buddha anymore?

  Was he crazy?

  Chapter 393: Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish

  Core formation!

  Up until now, the camp had two jindan in total, Wei Sheng and Xie Shan.

  Zong Ru undergoing core formation was unexpected by everyone. Wei Sheng’s core formation was caused by the condensation of his sword heart after killing something, and Xie Shan’s core formation was an innate change due to power. Zong Ru’s talent could only be called normal. While his cultivation was not bad, but he had not accumulated power on the level that Xie Shan had.

  Zong Ru, who was not the most outstanding in any area, was the third to undergo core formation!

  Shocked, everyone naturally spread out and raised their guard to defend against the fiendish mist that would come and disturb Zong Ru.

  After seeing two core formations, everyone was familiar with the apparitions during core formation. In the sky above Zong Ru’s tent was an enormous shadow that was like a faint ball of mist. The mist flowed and twisted as though something was struggling inside.

  When everyone raised their heads to look at the enormous shadow in the air, they all expressed shock. As the mist appeared, a faint presence covered everyone’s minds like a little mountain. The only ones that could keep their composure were Wei Sheng and Xie Shan. But even these two had nervous expressions. If core formation failed, the lightest consequence was injury and the degradation of cultivation; the most serious was loss of life.

  Roar!

  A sound that was like a dragon and elephant thundered through the depths of the shadows like waves.

  Irregular ripples formed in the air like ripples in water. Everyone guarding the surroundings felt their ears ring as though something had exploded by their ears. Those with deep cultivation wavered, and those that were of lower cultivation paled and took multiple steps back.

  Only at this time did a hard wave of wind reach everyone.

  ———

  “Wish power! A Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish! How long has it been since I’ve seen such pure and extreme wish power?” In Wei’s deep pupils, there seemed to be something flashing.

  Pu Yao looked at the continuously changing mist in the sky, as a hint of tr
epidation flashed through his mind.

  Wish power!

  A taste that he had almost forgotten. But when it appeared again, that familiar trepidation once again appeared.

  In that great war three thousand years ago, he had fought against many dhyana xiu. Of course, there were dhyana xiu that possessed wish power. Dhyana xiu that possessed wish power were enemies that all yao did not want to encounter. It didn’t matter if it was yao arts or mo skills, there were many malicious and evil techniques he could think of; but if Pu Yao had to pick out the ten most malicious powers, wish power was definitely among them.

  Wish power did not have any connection with the cultivation level of the dhyana xiu. It was a power that could permeate all kinds of ling power. It was only connected with the wish inside the heart of the wisher. The more determined the wisher’s belief was, the stronger the wish power was.

  In the legends, if the dhyana xiu who made a wish could complete the oath they gave, they could become a buddha.

  The strongest belief of every dhyana xiu was to become a Buddha. A death wish was a wish that could not be completed. Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish, was when the dhyana xiu made the cruelest and harshest oath and because of this, of all the kinds of wish power, Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish was the most extreme wish power.

  No one wanted to be enemies that had made a Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish. If one touched this terrifying wish power, it would directly damage their soul, and this damage was almost irreparable. It was a synonym for death.

  Luckily, not every dhyana xiu could make wishes. Otherwise, the great battle in the past would not have lasted for long. In reality, it was rare to find dhyana xiu that could receive wish power; and of those the dhyana xiu that could make a Buddhahood Abandonment Death Wish, even Pu Yao hadn’t seen more than five.

  But they actually encountered one here!

  Pu Yao and Wei were frightened.

  ———

  Of the entire campsite, in terms of who was most shocked, it would undoubtedly be Yi Zheng.