World of Cultivation - Volume 06 - All Hail Our King

by Fang Xiang

A battlefield where intense fighting was occurring on every inch, a battlefield where he either would either win or die.

  Translator Ramblings: Maybe blood is just a manifestation of power and there aren't any antibodies … … the blood most likely is a mix of blood from many races as well.

  Chapter 734: Ancient Shen Device

  Zuo Mo was quick.

  Just having gained comprehension of a new attack in the [King's Forbidden Firmament], Zuo Mo attacked with a killing move. A golden light suddenly appeared on his hand. He slightly reached out and pushed at the cow head monster.

  A golden handprint left his hand.

  If the rhinoceros mo god saw this handprint, he would be so stunned his eyes would bulge out in surprise. Other than being made out of gold coloured light and not blood coloured light, it was the exact same as his.

  [Mo God's Brute Hand]!

  No matter if it was the chief mo god or the rhinoceros mo god they would not expect that the core and the strongest part of the [King's Forbidden Firmament] was not the restraining aspect but the "king." Inside the jinzhi, Zuo Mo was the "king" of all. He was the strongest and the central part of the jinzhi.

  All the changes of the jinzhi, every minuscule change or minute action would pass into his mind.

  Zuo Mo had a general understanding of the restrained [Mo God Brute Hand]. His attack was at least eighty percent similar. However, he cultivated the sun shen power and what left his hand was a golden handprint. The vicious presence was lesser, but a strong and fierce presence was greater.

  The yin energy underground was astoundingly thick, and Zuo Mo's sun shen power was both yang and strong. With this attack, it was like hot water in snow.

  A hint of fear flashed through the eyes of the bull-headed monster. The terrifying power contained in the little golden handprint made him feel great shock. He retreated. But a purple hand suddenly penetrated through his head.

  Zuo Mo and A Gui were in perfect coordination. Zuo Mo's attack was astounding and thunderous to shock the other's mind. A Gui was ghostly, and her one hit one kill, preference for attacking vital areas, was perfectly suited to coordinate with Zuo Mo.

  Just like the previous bull-headed monster, Zuo Mo and A Gui finished the hawk-headed monster with a combo of gold and purple energy. After absorbing the shen power of the two monsters, the brutal purple energy in A Gui's eyes gradually dimmed, but a faint mark appeared on her forehead.

  Zuo Mo's mind moved. Was this the Undying Shen Seal?

  Thinking of the old man's words, Zuo Mo hurriedly took out the Scab Fragrance. A Gui seemed to smell the scent of the Scab Fragrance. And a hint of desire appeared in her eyes. Zuo Mo handed the Scab Fragrance to A Gui.

  Each scab fragrance was about the size of a bean, each a different shape, and grey-white in color. When it was taken out, the entire place was filled with its fragrance. This was an unique and indescribable fragrance. Even Zuo Mo couldn't help but swallow.

  The Black Gold Seal Soldier stretched out his neck and stared at the Scab Fragrance in A Gui's hand. He appeared as though he forgot about the sheep-headed monster in front of him, and it was possible to see drool glittering at the corner of his mouth.

  The sheep-headed monster also stopped and stared at the Scab Fragrance in A Gui's hand.

  A Gui directly swallowed the scab fragrance.

  The Black Gold Seal Soldier wailed grievously with a pained expression. He turned and stared hatefully at the sheep-headed monster as he blasted out, "Mine, mine, mine, mine … …"

  Not having recovered from the distraction, the sheep-headed monster was beaten down by the Black Gold Seal Soldier.

  Zuo Mo watched for a while. He felt that the Black Gold Seal Soldier didn't need any help so he moved his gaze away. After A Gui swallowed the Scab Fragrance, she immediately sat down in lotus position, and her body occasionally flashed with purple light.

  A Gui's expression was calm, and Zuo Mo's worries eased slightly. His gaze once again focused on the bone armor on the platform.

  With a flash, he appeared above the bone armor.

  Examining it up from close, he increasingly felt the extraordinary nature of the bone armor. This sacrificial altar was located at a special place. There was the mouth to a yin vein under the sacrificial altar. Even normal bone armor would be completely transformed after being immersed in yin energy for tens of thousands of years like this, and become outstanding.

  The material of this armor itself was extraordinary, even though Zuo Mo could not recognize what kind of bone it was made from.

  The sacrificial altar was a product of the ancient era and it was at least ten thousand years old. According to the golden leaf, the grade of a sacrificial altar was related to its size, but it was not an absolute rule. Many unique tribal sacrificial altars would not pursue grandness and vastness. However, there was one point that was always true, the guardian statues.

  A sacrificial altar that had guardian statues meant that this altar was extremely important to its tribe.

  The ancient era was too far removed from the present, and Zuo Mo's knowledge of the time mostly came from the gold leaf and the memories that Qing Lin had left him. The gold leaf was cryptic and many of Qing Ling's memories had become blurred through the passage of thousands of years.

  The materials of the ancient era were very different from the present. That was the era where wasteland beasts rampaged, and rare materials littered the ground. This material that was able to remain until the present would be even more extraordinary.

  Each bone was like a grey crystal, clear and glowing. This yin vein was clearly enormous and the amount of yin energy it contained was stunning. The sprouting yin energy was a flow that continuously washed the bone armor.

  Zuo Mo was slightly unused to the dense yin energy.

  Unlike the other objects of that time, the bone armor's design as unusually fine. The small bone pieces were ground thin, and layered together like feathers. What was most attention grabbing was the two short daggers inserted at the arms.

  Unlike the crystal-like texture of the other bone pieces, the short bone knives were completely snowy white without any flaw. Even Zuo Mo felt a chill staring at the strange and eerie curves.

  Zuo Mo reached out to the bone armor. Just as he was about to touch the armor, there was a woosh, and a great pain came from his fingertip.

  Zuo Mo's eyes widened and his expression was shocked. He put his finger in front of his eyes. There was an extremely thin wound at the tip of his finger. Zuo Mo's shock increased. He knew just how strong his current body was. Even normal flying swords would shatter if they stuck him, and they wouldn't even manage to wound him.

  It was an energy blade made from yin energy.

  Yet what shocked Zuo Mo was not the yin energy blade but he realized why the bone armor was placed at the sacrificial altar.

  It was a Shen device!

  This was a shen device left behind from the ancient era!

  This was a true shen device!

  Zuo Mo could not suppress the joy on his face. He actually had managed to encounter such a fortuitous matter. The bone armor was pure yin in quality and not suited to him, but very suited to A Gui. The Undying shen power that A Gui had was a kind of death energy. The bone armor also contained death energy, and the two were a match for each other.

  Having woken up, A Gui silently appeared next to Zuo Mo, her eyes focused on the bone armor.

  Zuo Mo felt her move and turned around. The mark on A Gui's forehead had become clearer. It was a knotted mark. The faint purple chains formed an unique knot.

  Hmm … …

  A Gui seemed to have become prettier!

  Zuo Mo stilled and examined her seriously. Upon close inspection, it was as he had thought. The marks on A Gui's face were almost gone, and the new skin on her face was fine and white. She had a delicate and gentle face with a pointed chin. Zuo Mo could see the young female that was restrained in the voice. Instinctively, Zuo Mo reached out towards A Gui's face.<
br />
  A Gui stood motionless and did not avoid his hand.

  A strange and fine feeling came from his fingertips. Zuo Mo's heart jumped. A Gui's face suddenly leaned towards Zuo Mo's hand, and she buried her face in Zuo Mo's hand.

  Zuo Mo's heart beat even faster but he didn't bear to pull his hand away.

  Compared to the stopping of time by the [King's Forbidden Firmament], time really did stop in this moment.

  "Haha! This taste! This is the taste! It is wonderful!"

  The laughter of the Black Gold Seal Soldier came over. He had just killed the sheep-headed monster and sucked in its shen power. Zuo Mo was startled and pulled his hand away. His face immediately burned red. He hurriedly dropped his hand, grabbed A Gui's hand and pretended to inspect her.

  However, he quickly stopped pretending. Zuo Mo's expression became serious.

  Compared to previously, A Gui's shen power was multiple times stronger. The vastness of the shen power caused Zuo Mo's heart to beat rapidly. Fortunately, the shen power inside A Gui's body seemed to recognize Zuo Mo and did not try to hinder his sun shen power, happily welcoming him instead.

  Yet Zuo Mo's expression became even more serious.

  The purple chains that restrained A Gui had become thinner, but the patterns on the chains became even more dense and fine. There were purple flames that would occasionally rise from the chains.

  The stronger Undying shen power restrained A Gui's soul even more. However, what eased Zuo Mo's worries slightly was that A Gui's soul seemed to have become much more solid. The Nether Reincarnation Lotus and the Scab Fragrance had helped her greatly. The young female dressed in white robes had a calm expression, and there was a similar purple knotted mark on her forehead.

  This time, A Gui's soul did not detect Zuo Mo.

  Yet when his gaze saw the slightly bashful smile on the white-robed A Gui's face, Zuo Mo's heart jumped strangely.

  At this time, his brow suddenly moved.

  Yi An had come!

  ———

  On the other side of the line of fire, Yi An had never felt like this. Behind him, countless gazes focused on him. He felt as though there was a blade pointed at his back, but right now, he had to persist.

  He had seen the Mo Shen Temple being rebuffed. The last bit of hope he felt dissipated. Yi An did not fear powers such as the Mo Weapon Master Association, however, the Rare Artifact Hall wouldn't have a chance against a titan like the Yao Council of Elder.

  The only chance was grab onto Xiao Yun Hai, oh no, it was Xiao Mo Ge!

  These two names meant two completely different things. Xiao Yun Hai was a mo weapon grandmaster, and represented profit! Xiao Mo Ge was a shen power expert, a warlord, and represented survival.

  No matter when, survival was far more valuable than profit.

  Yi An was a businessperson. He knew that he had to prove his own value for the other to accept him, prove the value of Rare Artifact Hall. Kuai An now was at odds with the Yao Council of Elders because of Xiao Mo Ge, but if the Xiao Mo Ge didn't want to cause trouble with the Yao Council, he could always ignore their plight.

  Right now, the only thing that Xiao Mo Ge would pay attention to was the Reverse Shadow Soul Silkgrass!

  Xiao Mo Ge was willing to use earth mo weapons to trade for Reverse Shadow Soul Silkgrass. This was enough to show the importance that Xiao Mo Ge placed on the Reverse Shadow Soul Silkgrass.

  He stood silently outside the line of fire and waited for Xiao Mo Ge's summons.

  Expressing himself like this under the eyes of everyone meant that he left himself no other paths to take. The unfriendly gazes of the Yao Council Elders behind him caused him to grit his teeth and persist.

  Yet he had stood for so long outside the line of fire and the yao elders hadn't done a thing. This was enough to show how wary they were of Xiao Mo Ge.

  This increased Yi An's confidence.

  However, more of his confidence was in the contents of the box in his hand.

  Translator Ramblings: Yes, a shen device just pops out of nowhere … … I think this is one of those things where Fang Xiang had a sideplot and then gave up.

  Chapter 735: Kun Lun’s Spirit

  A perfect body slowly floated up from the medicine pool.

  On the tall figure, every muscle was clearly defined and balanced. The eyes on the handsome face were lightly closed. As his eyelids slowly opened they revealed eyes that were deep like the vast stars, and would cause people to get lost in.

  He sat up and the water droplets on his body were like the dew on the lily pads, rolling off.

  He was flawless, a work of the heavens. All of the elders had satisfied expressions.

  "How do you feel?" the snowy-haired sect leader asked. Lin Qian could hear the concern in the sect leader's words.

  He did not immediately answer. He tried to move his body and his expression was slightly puzzled.

  The sect leader saw this and unhesitatingly said, "To the Sword Testing Field."

  Sword Testing Field.

  When Lin Qian effortlessly cut a sword testing stone with a single blow as thought it was tofu, all of the elders inhaled sharply.

  The sword testing shone was one of the hardest stones in the world. This sword testing stone was Kun Lun's largest piece and was over a zhang tall. Even the sect leader, using all his ling power, would be unable to cut this sword testing stone into two.

  Lin Qian did not notice the expressions of the elders. He was immersed in a wondrous state.

  This slightly unfamiliar body contained astounding power. As he moved, shen power would naturally flow, and it moved to his thoughts. He tried to merge sword essence into it. There was no obstruction and its power skyrocketed.

  Yet the flying sword in his hand could not tolerate the great shen power, melting into liquid metal that dripped down.

  This caused Lin Qian to show a surprised expression. The flying sword in his hand was one of the famed swords of Kun Lun, called [Heaven's Death]. It was seventh-grade, and he hadn't thought it would be unable to tolerate shen power.

  All of the elders frowned. Shen power was powerful, but if even seventh-grade flying swords could not withstand it, then it was slightly troublesome.

  "It seems that we need to carry out our journeys to the ancient ruins earlier," an elder said gravely.

  "Yes, a seventh-grade flying sword actually melted, it is most likely that even an eighth-grade sword would be unable to express the power of shen power," another elder said with a sigh. "It would be great if we had the [Angel Device Raiment]. I don't know how powerful the two of them combined would be."

  "Why should we sacrifice what is near for what is far? There are so many ruins, there definitely would be one or two shen devices. It is just that we did not pay such attention to them in the past."

  The sect leader's gaze was thoughtful. He suddenly said, "Elder Ming, you try."

  "Alright!" An elder with snowy-white hair nodded. He went in front of the bisected sword testing stone. He channeled his shen power and made a slice. The sword went halfway into the stone.

  All of the elders were intelligent and immediately showed thoughtful expressions.

  "As I expected!" The sect leader's authoritative eyes flashed as he said gravely, "If one is in fanxu and starts to cultivate shen power, their power will increase, but it will be much weaker compared to those who are not in fanxu."

  Elder Ming's expression turned stern upon hearing this. He closed his eyes and thought for a while. "The sect leader is right. After entering fanxu, one can communicate with the world and be one with them. It is hard to change paths, and the increase in power is limited."

  He looked at the flying sword in his hand and his expression was slightly dim. The flying sword in his hand was also seventh grade yet it was unharmed. It could be seen from this that his shen power was much weaker than Lin Qian's shen power.

  "Is it better to cultivate this shen power as early as possible?" an elder couldn't resist saying.

&
nbsp; "Lin Qian, say what you think," the sect leader suddenly said.

  Lin Qian thought for a moment before slowly speaking, "This disciple does not feel that. Our shen power is actually too different from the shen power of the ancient ear. Our shen power comes from ling power, and it is possible to see it as a new power with ling power and sword essence as the foundation. It is its own system. Ling power is the foundation. Before jindan, ling power will be unstable. After entering fanxu, it will be completed. This disciple thinks that it should be the disciples that are in jindan and yuanying that study shen power first. It is likely that those at the peak of yuanying will be affected. However, we will only know the result after trying."

  "This is reasonable."

  All of the elders nodded. Each of them was profound in cultivation and had a deeper understanding of cultivation than Lin Qian. After Lin Qian pointed this out, each of them realized it. Many elders had dim expressions. Those that were able to become elders were either fanxu, or pseudo-fanxu that were at the peak of yuanying.

  The shen power they cultivated could not transform as purely as the young disciples. It meant that their potential in shen power was fated to be limited. They had never thought that the cultivation they had worked so hard for became the obstacle in stopping them from progressing.

  The mood became slightly low.

  "Lin Qian!" the sect leader suddenly spoke.

  "This disciple is listening!" Lin Qian hurriedly went forward and acknowledged.

  "You comprehended shen power. While the other shishu have helped you perfect it, you cannot slack off. You need to study it everyday."

  "Starting from today, you are the Pavilion Master of Sword Pavilion, and can form the Sword Pavilion."

  Lin Qian's body shook. The entire place was silent.

  All of the elders couldn't help but show surprise. The Sword Pavilion was an unique existence in Kun Lun. Every pavilion master of Sword Pavilion was the next sect leader. He needed to create his own Sword Pavilion. Including the pavilion master, there would be nine members of the Sword Pavilion. These would be his support after he ascended to the role of sect leader.