Chapter 284: Is this the cultivation speed of a genius?

Chen Yan listened quietly.

Old Chi is a member of the Chi family.

In his understanding.

The Five Clans all wanted to carve up Great Xia, but now it seems that is not the case.

"Old Chi, what kind of existence is a Continent Deity, really?"

Chen Yan asked the question he had been wanting to ask all along.

On the other side, Old Chi's expression shifted slightly, and he looked at Chen Yan:

"Continent Deity, actually I don't know much either, but you must understand one thing: in the eyes of the Ancient Gods, the human race are insects.

They view the human race just as we view ants."

Chen Yan's gaze tightened.

Continent Deity, the deity of a continent, the remnant soul of an Ancient God.

But if Old Chi says it like this, the Ancient Gods have no reason to harbor goodwill toward the human race.

The human race knows this too.

The appearance of Ancient God Beasts in various places is also because the Continent Deities are leaking malice.

But why, then, would the human race revere the Continent Deities as gods?

Old Chi seemed to see through Chen Yan's thoughts and spoke up:

"Actually, I have also wondered for a long time why Great Xia would call the Ancient God remnant souls buried in various places 'Continent Deities.'

If a Continent Deity harbors malice toward the human race, why would it create the Limit-Breaking Awakening?

But if it has goodwill, why leak crystals of malice?"

Old Chi's voice deepened:

"When you were undergoing your Limit-Breaking Awakening, did you ever hear the voice of a Continent Deity?"

Chen Yan nodded.

He had heard the voice of a Continent Deity.

The Continent Deity had named his Qi and blood 'Yin-Zhe'.

"It was a human voice, right," Old Chi said.

Chen Yan nodded.

Old Chi said nothing more.

Chen Yan's eyes flickered, and even the speed at which he was circulating the medicinal power in his body slowed down.

A Continent Deity is not an Ancient God's remnant soul, but a human?

Is a Continent Deity a human who harbors malice?

How can a human generate such malice?

Various guesses surfaced in Chen Yan's mind.

A Continent Deity is a human who suppresses malice, but because they have weakened, they can no longer continue to keep the malice in check.

Therefore, Great Xia is in chaos.

This situation is reflected in the critically ill Sovereign.

What is the Sovereign's illness?

Is it also malice?

Is the Sovereign also a Continent Deity?

The Continent Deity of Jin Continent?

Did Lu Xunyang go to the Ancient God Forbidden Land just to treat an illness?

To treat the Sovereign's illness.

The illness of all the Continent Deities in the eighteen continents of Great Xia?

At the founding of Great Xia, the Xia Sovereign and the Five Clans bathed together in the blood of the Ancient Gods.

Could it be that those who bathed in the Ancient God's blood at that time were all Continent Deities?

Did they pass it down generation after generation, and their descendants became the new Continent Deities?

The gravity in Chen Yan's eyes grew deeper and deeper.

All of this was just his speculation, but it seemed to possess logic.

"You can guess some of it; actually, everyone is guessing. Aside from those at the very top who know, we can really only rely on guessing."

Old Chi said quietly, but did not speak further.

Chen Yan thought about many things all at once.

"Old Chi, I have one more thing to ask you," Chen Yan asked.

"Speak," Old Chi nodded.

"I previously read Lu Xunyang's notes; when he reached one hundred and forty-four in the Extreme Satin Pattern Limit-Breaking, he obtained a great opportunity.

What was that great opportunity?"

Chen Yan looked at Old Chi earnestly; actually, this was a question he had wanted to ask Shen Yiwei.

But now it seemed that Old Chi might really know quite a lot.

Old Chi wore a suspicious look:

"Didn't Shen Yiwei tell you?"

Chen Yan shook his head.

Shen Yiwei didn't even know when he had entered the Unity Realm; he was too busy.

Old Chi chuckled:

"Immortal Body.

This is something most people in the Great Xia know.

Lu Xunyang reached one hundred and forty-four in the Extreme Forging Realm, divine light descended from the heavens, and he was bestowed with the Immortal Body."

Chen Yan blinked.

Immortal Body?

A strange constitution?

Is it the same strange constitution as Chen Min's?

No, he didn't even know what Chen Min's strange constitution was, and Chen Min didn't know either.

But Chen Min's was innate.

Lu Xunyang's was obtained after his Extreme Forging Patterns reached a multiple of seventy-two.

Lu Xunyang speculated that when the Master of Hard Tempering created the Extreme Forging Realm, the realm's limit was seventy-two.

And when his own realm broke the limit to reach a multiple of seventy-two, he was bestowed with a great opportunity.

This great opportunity was the Immortal Body.

"The Immortal Body, it is extremely powerful," Old Chi sighed with emotion:

"With injuries like yours, Lu Xunyang would automatically recover in less than an hour.

Many people firmly believe that the reason Lu Xunyang hasn't died in the Forbidden Land of Ancient Gods is actually because of this Immortal Body."

Chen Yan's expression shifted slightly; even his heart was thumping.

A powerful constitution that can recover from one's own injuries in a short time.

His current number of Extreme Forging Patterns has reached one hundred and eighty-one.

It is not far from the next multiple of seventy-two.

If Lu Xunyang's speculation is accurate.

Could he also obtain the Immortal Body?

Chen Yan took a deep breath.

It seemed that an incredible opportunity was waiting for him.

Others might not be able to imagine how difficult it would be for Extreme Forging Patterns to reach two hundred and sixteen.

But he is the Master of Will.

He is the master of a brand-new Martial Dao.

The emergence of the Will path itself is even more miraculous than reaching two hundred and sixteen Extreme Forging Patterns.

"Immortal Body, does that mean one simply cannot die?" Chen Yan asked.

"How is that possible?" Old Chi looked strange:

"With the Immortal Body, as long as the head is fine, one can actually recover; it just depends on how long it takes.

But if the head dies, even an Immortal Body will die."

Old Chi pursed his lips:

"What are you thinking? It has nothing to do with you; you have already achieved Unity.

Moreover, it will be difficult for anyone in the next thousand or ten thousand years to obtain the Immortal Body like Lu Xunyang did."

Chen Yan nodded.

He had gained a great deal from today's conversation.

Sss, sss, sss...

Inside his body, the powerful medicinal strength was still repairing his physical form, and blood light spurted out from time to time.

Old Chi felt a pang of sympathy just watching, so he simply said:

"Shen Yiwei told me that you want to forge a fake Youlan?"

"Yes." Chen Yan looked at Old Chi earnestly.

Old Chi said:

"To forge a Youlan is, in reality, to forge the phenomenon that appears when a Youlan manifests."

He pointed with a single finger.

"But the time is too short; you simply don't have time to learn it, the college entrance exam is almost here."

Wisps of fiery Qi and blood emerged from his fingertips.

Immediately after, the fire attribute disappeared from the Qi and blood, turning into pure Qi and blood, containing no elemental attributes.

"Just this technique of extracting elemental energy from Qi and blood alone is enough for you to learn..."

He was in the middle of speaking.

Chen Yan extended one hand, and blood light surged from his fingertips, Qi and blood energy containing no Yin-Cold.

Old Chi's expression trembled.

"I already knew how to do this," Chen Yan smiled.

Thanks to Luo Puxin.

How is Brother Luo doing now?

Chen Yan asked himself; he could actually go see Brother Luo after the college entrance exam.

Could he suppress Brother Luo with a single slap now?

Old Chi puffed out his beard:

"This is the most basic part; forging a phenomenon is actually a cultivation technique, of the Earth Vein Grade, First Class."

"Don't look down on it just because it's Earth Vein grade; there are many things that need to be prepared."

Forming a seal with one hand, the blood-Qi between his fingers deformed and condensed in the air.

Roar!

A lifelike blood dragon appeared.

Old Chi extended his left hand, and a pitch-black test tube appeared.

Opening it, a sense of extreme cold overflowed from within.

This is Azure Vault grade ice elemental energy.

Immediately following, under Old Chi's control, the ice element within the test tube was injected into that long dragon of blood-Qi.

The long dragon mixed with the ice element, turning into an ice dragon.

"Does it look familiar?" Old Chi smiled.

Chen Yan nodded.

He truly saw the flavor of 【Deep Abyss】 from this ice dragon.

Except for the fact that the ice element needs to be prepared by oneself.

All other steps were performed by Old Chi alone.

"Of course, the attack power cannot be imitated; for example, for your Void-Breaking Ice Dragon Waterfall, I can imitate the entire process.

But the destructive power is completely impossible to replicate; at this point, other things must be prepared."

Old Chi revealed a sly smile:

"When I impersonated Ice Intent to compete in boxing matches, Deacon Goat would quietly install micro-explosive devices on the opponents I was fighting.

When I unleashed a fake martial art to strike them, those micro-explosive devices would detonate.

No one could tell that I was faking it."

Chen Yan's brows lifted slightly.

Brilliant!

He hadn't expected that he only wanted to forge a 【Youlan】, but at this moment, he seemed to have touched upon a profound and extensive field of knowledge.

Sometimes, victory is not just about slaying the enemy.

Tricking the enemy is also a method.

Chen Yan suddenly became serious.

Seeing Chen Yan's expression at this moment, Old Chi pursed his lips:

"You're actually planning to learn it?"

"Mm." Chen Yan nodded seriously and stood up:

"Please teach me, Old Chi!"

"You... sit down, you're still injured." Old Chi was speechless:

"I said it very clearly just now, this is an Earth Vein grade, Grade A blood-Qi martial art.

You have to take the college entrance exam the day after tomorrow."

Old Chi felt strange; Chen Yan shouldn't be this stupid.

It wasn't that he didn't want to teach Chen Yan.

It was just that.

For an Earth Vein grade, Grade A blood-Qi martial art, two days is not enough to even get started.

However, looking at Chen Yan's expression, Old Chi shrugged.

Courage comes first.

Is his courage so great that he thinks he can do anything?

Then he would teach him first.

After Chen Yan learns for a while, he will understand for himself once he realizes there isn't enough time.

Young people always have to suffer setbacks.

It's better to suffer them now.

Old Chi spoke, pointing a single finger at the void, using his finger as a pen and blood-Qi as ink, and one by one, characters appeared.

The characters connected to each other, as if there were great mysteries hidden within them.

Chen Yan's expression turned stern, and golden light suddenly emerged within his Saint-Breaking Realm.

His gaze locked onto the secret text before him.

【Great Transformation Creation Art】!

What an overbearing name.

This is not a name that an Earth Vein grade, Grade A blood-Qi martial art should have.

Chen Yan sat up straight; the intense pain in his physical body was still stimulating his brain, but it seemed completely unaffected.

Old Chi sighed inwardly.

Chen Yan's willpower was indeed strong.

The healing treasure medicine does not have the effect of numbing the nerves.

Chen Yan is experiencing the intense pain of scraping bone to heal while learning an Earth Vein grade, Grade A martial art.

"Phenomena are actually the things martial arts need the least, but they are unavoidable.

Because most martial arts come from imitating all things.

They imitate all things, and the Great Transformation Creation Art is to imitate them."

Old Chi's eyes softened quite a bit, and while writing, he began to explain the content of the 【Great Transformation Creation Art】.

On the sofa, Chen Yan became even more focused.

Speech Realm, activate!

Super-speed enhancement of thought processing speed!

In an instant, within the Saint-Breaking Realm, the golden light surged faster and faster, growing in volume, overflowing into the endless darkness and irrigating the towering giant tree.

The growth of the Saint-Breaking Fruit depends on Chen Yan's own growth.

With the Speech Realm activated, the growth speed of the Saint-Breaking Fruit became even more rapid.

Ten minutes later.

The first 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruit matured.

Chen Yan swallowed it in one gulp.

Whoosh, whoosh...

White light radiated from Chen Yan's body, shifting and changing in a blur.

Phantoms of fish in the water, birds in the sky, and beasts on the ground appeared vaguely.

Opposite him, Old Chi watched with a mix of surprise and uncertainty.

Such a fast speed of comprehension!

He wrote down the content of the martial skill with one hand and began to explain the content of the 【Great Transformation Creation Art】 to Chen Yan in more detail.

"When I first practiced this, I didn't actually understand the laws of change between all things in heaven and earth, so I took quite a few wrong turns."

Old Chi spoke, recounting his own process of comprehension and analyzing the problems Chen Yan might encounter based on the phantoms appearing on him.

A look of joy appeared in Chen Yan's eyes.

Old Chi taught earnestly, and within the Saint-Breaking Realm, the growth speed of the 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruit did not slow down; instead, it became even faster.

This time, only seven minutes passed.

The second 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruit matured!

Another fifteen minutes passed.

The third 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruit matured.

And then.

The speed slowed down.

The birth of the fourth Saint-Breaking Fruit took one hour.

The fifth took three hours.

It was now the dead of night.

The aura on Chen Yan's body became increasingly profound.

This sense of profundity was not an improvement in Chen Yan's strength, but rather Chen Yan disguising himself with a feeling that only an expert would possess.

"Still not enough, it's a bit fake. If you want to disguise yourself as an expert, you must at least reach the entry level."

Opposite him, Old Chi evaluated.

Although he was discouraging Chen Yan's current performance, Old Chi was already roaring inside.

What the hell?

What is this situation?

How is he practicing so fast?

Isn't his aptitude only fourth in Qinzhou?

Even the number one in Qinzhou shouldn't have such a fast cultivation speed.

Willpower?

Is it because of his willpower?

Did his powerful willpower cause him to raise his own thought processing speed to the extreme?

What the hell?

Old Chi's breathing became heavy.

No wonder!

No wonder Lu Xunyang's aptitude was so trashy, yet he could become so powerful.

Chen Yan's aptitude is far stronger than Lu Xunyang's.

Chen Yan's willpower is even stronger than Lu Xunyang's.

How far can Chen Yan go?

Old Chi's heart beat violently.

He was frightened.

Is this the cultivation speed of a genius?

On the sofa.

Chen Yan sighed lightly:

"The speed of comprehension is getting slower and slower. Perhaps it will take at least a day and a night to reach the entry level."

Chen Yan shook his head.

He truly thought this way in his heart.

His own willpower was not yet strong enough.

He had intended to reach the entry level in one night, but now it seemed unlikely.

However, Chen Yan did not notice that Old Chi, opposite him, was gritting his teeth.

He suddenly didn't want to teach anymore.

…………

Time passed slowly.

Zhao Tian walked out of the Xiaoyang Town Martial Department, hands behind his back, looking extremely imposing.

At the highest point of the Town Martial Department, Zhang Ting looked down from above at the departing Zhao Tian, narrowing his eyes.

Suddenly, a mocking voice rang out inside the office.

"A dignified Prefectural Chief being reprimanded like this; you, Zhang Ting, are a very stifled Chief."

Inside the office, there was only Zhang Ting from start to finish.

Standing before the massive floor-to-ceiling window, Zhang Ting's expression was calm.

"You already know that Chen Yan has submitted to the Chen Clan Main Branch, so why not tell Zhao Tian directly?"

The mocking voice continued:

"When it comes down to it, you actually want to see how such a big joke will end up."

"Chen Yan is already ruined," Zhang Ting said quietly.

"Having been affected by the Malice Crystal for so long, his own consciousness will slowly disappear."

"That Chen Xiyuan clearly has a method to control malice; Chen Yan will become her puppet."

As his voice fell, the mocking laughter came to an abrupt halt, turning cold instead:

"What exactly is the Chen Clan Main Branch thinking, letting such a heaven-gifted talent be ruined just like that."

Zhang Ting shook his head:

"Perhaps the Chen Clan Main Branch doesn't know about this at all; it's just Chen Xiyuan doing it privately."

"Hahahaha." The mocking voice suddenly burst into laughter:

"This Chen Xiyuan is courting death, ruining such a heaven-gifted talent just for her own sake."

"The Chen Clan Main Branch will not let her off."

Zhang Ting's gaze was leisurely:

"If I don't say anything, no one will know."

The mocking voice paused, then sneered:

"So you, Zhang Ting, want to be the final winner; you want to use the knowledge of this secret as leverage to control Chen Xiyuan."

Zhang Ting narrowed his eyes and did not respond, instead continuing to speak:

"Why is Yu Changsheng still alive? Didn't I tell you to kill him?"

"You tell me to kill, and I kill?!"

The mocking voice paused for a moment, then continued:

"Chen Changyuan is there; when I went to strike, I discovered him. He is protecting Yu Changsheng."

Zhang Ting narrowed his eyes, a flash of anger in them:

"Useless!"

"Who are you calling useless?"

"You!" The anger in Zhang Ting's eyes deepened:

"You couldn't even kill one Yu Changsheng; your Ji Clan is truly trash. With just this, you want to erode the Great Xia?"

"Ordering someone to kill Can Changli to incite conflict between the Military Martial Guards and the Aristocratic Family Alliance—only you could come up with such a stupid scheme."

Boom!

Inside the office, a bloody light suddenly erupted.

Zhang Ting covered it with one hand, and the bloody light vanished:

"Ji Feng, you had better sober up; I am the boss here!"