Chapter 118: Harvest on Long Dao, the Arrival of Others

"Come and take a hit of my Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms!"

Amidst a resonant dragon's roar, Xiao Chen lifted his palms with great effort to counter, a similarly resonant dragon's roar sounding from his own hands; it was likewise a 'Proud Dragon Repents', executed with seventy percent of his strength, keeping thirty percent in reserve, ready to advance or retreat.

Yet, even when he mustered twelve layers of strength toward the end, he still could not block that overbearing strike, and his entire person was sent flying away with a slap.

Before he could truly be sent flying, the figure of Zhang Xuan flashed past before him and caught him once again.

"Brother Zhang's strength is truly extraordinary; I am no match for it!"

Xiao Chen sighed from the bottom of his heart, his face showing no signs of pain, but rather some excitement.

For these past days, the two had been living together on the island, and whenever Zhang Xuan ventured deep into the jungle, he would follow along as well.

Adventuring in this jungle together, in their spare time, the two would discuss martial arts; though it was called a discussion, in reality, it was him being unilaterally beaten up by Zhang Xuan.

In this regard, Zhang Xuan felt quite comfortable.

In the past, he had been a complete novice in the Chat Group, and would be laughed at by Zhang Sanfeng and the Wudang Seven whenever he went out to roam the world of Martial Arts.

Now, having come to Long Dao, he had instead become a master of martial arts, beating Xiao Chen in every aspect.

In his leisure time, he could even teach Xiao Chen the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms and the Taiji Sword Art.

However, Xiao Chen was more interested in the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms; wouldn't it be inexplicably interesting to practice the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms on Long Dao? Moreover, there were truly many dragons on Long Dao, so the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms had a place to be put to use.

But for now, neither Zhang Xuan nor Xiao Chen dared to use the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms on the true local tyrants of Long Dao; they could only find some exotic beasts with thin Dragon Race bloodlines to practice on.

For the most part, their daily routine consisted of sparring with each other.

Zhang Xuan did not intentionally keep secrets when teaching Xiao Chen the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms and the profound principles of things like the Taiji Boxing Sutra.

To him, neither the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms nor the Taiji Boxing Sutra counted as the most top-tier martial arts.

They counted as decent in the Martial Arts world, but were a bit out of place in the current style of the world Zhang Xuan was in, so Zhang Xuan did not intend to hoard them like a broom-swept treasure; in any case, they could be easily downloaded from the Group File in the Chat Group.

And in a world like Xiao Chen's, which had a complete heritage and had evolved, bringing the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms and the Taiji Boxing Sutra to this world would allow them to spread further and have the possibility of further evolution.

After all, in this respect, the Little Li Flying Dagger had already evolved to the point where one blade could kill Gods and Immortals, and the Sword God's sword could even cleave a Half-Ancestor with a single strike.

Perhaps he might even be able to meet the Zhang Sanfeng of this world in the future and discuss the profound principles of the Taiji Boxing Sutra with him.

Xiao Chen also possessed quite high talent in this regard, and learned various martial arts quite rapidly.

Zhang Xuan felt quite satisfied; life on Long Dao was quite flavorful.

Fighting against all kinds of venomous insects and fierce beasts in the old forests every day, with Zhang Xuan's strength, life on this Long Dao was not exactly easy.

If he only wanted to live in a corner and hunt for food every day, he could live a bit more easily, but he deliberately honed his relevant skills every day, fighting against the various ancient exotic species on this Long Dao, so life was quite dangerous.

It could even be said that he was walking on the edge of a blade.

This place possessed many powerful ancient species; apart from the Dragon Race, whose intelligence was suppressed by that Heavenly Stele, leaving them with only beastly nature, other species already possessed a certain degree of spirituality, would move flexibly, and would even set traps.

At the same time, they also understood corresponding methods of cultivation and could inhale and exhale the essence of the sun and moon toward the moon.

They themselves even possessed quite a few divine abilities, and Zhang Xuan had suffered quite a few losses when he first clashed with them.

However, Zhang Xuan's own foundation was extremely deep, and the heritage he possessed in this world was not inferior to any extremely formidable Ancestor God, and was even not inferior to the heritage of the corresponding Stone Man King.

The Indestructible Heavenly Art was mastered by Zhang Xuan to a great extent during this process; the first thing he mastered was not a secret technique used for attacking, but a top-tier method created by the Ruthless Great Emperor specifically targeting one of the Nine Secrets, the Word-Secret.

This method had no specific name, and Zhang Xuan had not found any corresponding records in the Indestructible Heavenly Art or the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art.

Even according to the Zhetian World depicted by Zhang Xuan and Qingdi, there was no specific name in the corresponding ancient scroll.

One could only say that the Ruthless Great Emperor was too brilliant and talented, and did not care much about the world's most supreme methods she created.

She was even somewhat perfunctory in naming them; Zhang Xuan called this method the Space-Time Method.

When the method was pushed to its peak, time and space seemed to be frozen.

He himself seemed to be the only existence between heaven and earth capable of movement, though Zhang Xuan was far from reaching that level; at most, he could escape multiple pursuits in succession like a fleeting shadow.

Once, he accidentally walked into an area where a Dragon King resided, and it was only because he had this method that he was able to escape from the Dragon King's pounce.

It could be said to be an essential, wonderful method for living and traveling.

However, that still left Zhang Xuan with not-insignificant injuries; he had been grazed by the violent Gang Wind, and at the same time, he was hit by the terrifying Source Stone and vegetation that had been whipped up, the terrifying impact leaving him covered in blood, which gave Xiao Chen quite a fright when he returned.

Later, it was only after taking a Blood Bodhi that he recovered.

It was quite peculiar to say, but the vine of that Blood Bodhi had been planted in the Plantation and had vaguely undergone a corresponding transformation.

The Blood Bodhi seemed to be truly glowing, and inside it seemed to be a ball of constantly burning and changing flames.

Its original effect of increasing cultivation was weakened, but its ability in another aspect was extremely strengthened.

It could help people recover from injuries in a very short time, and with few aftereffects; it could be said to be an essential good medicine for roaming the world.

Zhang Xuan had encountered many crises on Long Dao these days and had suffered not-insignificant injuries on his body, all of which he had endured bit by bit by relying on the Blood Bodhi.

Theoretically speaking, Zhang Xuan was very strong, but in reality, to grind theory bit by bit into true practice, one still needed to walk a long road.

At the very least, for now, Zhang Xuan felt that he had taken a quite correct path.

After the daily training was finished, Xiao Chen very skillfully went to the beach to pick up a pile of huge scallops, and then picked a few coconuts from a coconut tree.

Nearby, during these days, Zhang Xuan had dug a large pile of soft soil from the island's earth and fired a pottery pot; the water inside was just boiling, bubbling away.

Inside was rolling, cut-up, peculiar mutton; the main thing was that this sheep even grew scales.

Several types of edible mushrooms that Zhang Xuan had identified were also rolling along with the milky white broth, and a rich fragrance gushed out.

Xiao Chen swallowed his saliva as he watched; ever since Zhang Xuan arrived, his standard of living had greatly improved, and he lived happily every day practicing martial arts and eating; as a 'rice-eater', he was very satisfied with these days.

The basin-sized scallops were skillfully cut open, the excess internal organs were cut away and discarded, and they were placed on the fire to roast, shells and all.

On the other side, Zhang Xuan took a smooth stone slab and used it as a simple cooking pan.

The peculiar animal fats rendered out over these days were mixed together, frying various pieces of meat, the fragrance mouth-watering.

To balance his nutrition, Zhang Xuan even found quite a few edible wild vegetables from this deep-mountain-like island.

He cooked them all directly on that stone slab; over these days, his craftsmanship was not bad.

On the stone bench nearby, there were also wild fruits picked from inside the deserted island; well, some apes living on the island would also eat such fruits, so it was proven that they were non-toxic.

If one ignored the various ferocious ancient exotic beasts inside the deserted island, the small life of Zhang Xuan and Xiao Chen was truly quite good.

Sunshine, sandy beaches, the ocean, various strange animals whose names I had never seen before, plus the unique natural scenery of Long Dao—it was all quite nice.

Even looking at it now, these acts of friendliness could be considered a mistake, after all, this was something Zhang Xuan had actively requested.

While snatching a moment to eat amidst his busy schedule, Xiao Chen suddenly opened his mouth while eating, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Brother Zhang, why are you working so hard? It feels like your pressure is even greater than mine. I am already working extremely hard to improve myself, but compared to you, I still feel inferior."

Zhang Xuan smiled softly; during the few days he had stayed on Long Dao, Xiao Chen had not completely stopped either.

Basically, he was also honing himself in the depths of Long Dao, surviving near-death experiences, and at the very least, he had marked all the dangerous areas nearby.

Xiao Chen had gained a certain understanding of the area where the Eight-Armed Evil Dragon resided, the area where the Cyan Tyrant resided, and the locations of several other powerful ancient exotic beasts.

He was not as reckless as Zhang Xuan, but his life as a whole was also lived quite intensely.

"It is not just your world that has a great crisis; any member who has joined the Chat Group likely faces no shortage of crises in their own world. I, too, have a massive crisis I must overcome. If I don't work hard now, in the future, I will only become a spark of fireworks..."

When Zhang Xuan said this, he could not help but think of that most terrifying Dark Turmoil in the future of the Zhetian World.

Initially, he was counting on Qingdi's strength and realm to reach a higher level, or rather, even if he didn't reach a higher level, as long as he recovered his corresponding Great Emperor-level strength, he could at least suppress a large portion of this Dark Turmoil.

But when the Immortal Path opened, Zhang Xuan felt that even if there were a true Great Emperor alive, it would likely be very difficult to truly reverse the situation.

There were simply too many Supremes and Ancient Emperors emerging; they would strike at any cost, and even if one Great Emperor were alive, there would be no way to withstand so many Great Emperors joining forces.

Initially, Zhang Xuan was counting on others to take action, but later he felt that in such a major event, regardless of whether Qingdi took action or not, entrusting his own most important life and livelihood to others was a joke.

Now that his strength and realm had reached a higher level, looking back at his original plan, it seemed somewhat imperfect.

"Looking at the current plan alone, it actually can't be considered perfect, and it's even a bit stubborn."

Thinking of the fierce battles that had taken place on the island during this period, Zhang Xuan could not help but sigh.

The battles on the island had indeed greatly improved his strength; he had already mastered many of the top-tier attack methods recorded in the Indestructible Heavenly Art and the Swallowing Heaven Demonic Art.

Whether it was One Thought Flower Blooms, King Over the World, or the subsequent Three Thousand Small Worlds and Myriad Transformations Sacred Art, Zhang Xuan had mastered many of them.

The more he mastered, the less confident Zhang Xuan felt psychologically about confronting those Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables in the future.

The few secret techniques he was currently practicing all belonged to the most supreme methods within the Forbidden Chapter of the Great Emperors; any single one of these methods was enough for a person to spend their entire life researching.

The more he practiced, the more Zhang Xuan felt that the Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables were ridiculously strong.

"Only a 'cheat-user' like Ye Fan could reach that level within a few hundred years, right? Normally, how could anyone reach this step in two hundred years? The Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables are completely unreasonable, aren't they?"

Zhang Xuan felt that relying on strength to confront the Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables head-on seemed to be an inferior strategy; it was too difficult to fight them, and the price paid would be too great.

"The original plan is absolutely unfeasible. Honing oneself is fine, but in the Zhetian World, spending about two hundred years to become a Great Emperor and then confronting the Great Emperors and Ancient Emperors in the Forbidden Zones—this is not advisable!"

Having learned the methods of the Ruthless Great Emperor, Zhang Xuan did indeed feel awe toward the Ruthless Great Emperor, as well as toward those Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables.

"That group of Ancient Emperors and Great Emperors all crawled out alive from among billions of outstanding people. If I want to walk the same path as them, it is not only difficult to surpass them, but also difficult to contend with them head-on. Rather than learning from them, it is better to honestly swallow more Origin in other worlds, and when my strength and realm are higher, directly beat them up."

Zhang Xuan felt that instead of doing what Ye Tiandi did—confronting these Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables head-on with all his might and killing them one by one—it would be better to reach a higher level of strength and realm and crush them with power. Otherwise, even if he became a Great Emperor and fought the Ancient Emperors and Heavenly Venerables, it would be full of danger, and a slight carelessness would lead to an untimely death.

"With the Eight-Nine Profound Art and the Indestructible Heavenly Art, plus relevant resources from other worlds, my foundation and advantages do not lie in fighting them head-on; on the contrary, it is much more comfortable to suppress people with my realm."

Zhang Xuan felt that he had now reached the fourth level of the Dao Palace Realm, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

In the Zhetian World, if he wanted to become a Great Emperor, he would have to struggle and compete with countless people, but if he relied on an incomparably rich Origin in other regions and achieved the status of a Great Emperor with an unprecedented cultivation speed, it would be far from that difficult.

The reason it is difficult to become a Great Emperor in the Zhetian World is because the heaven and earth can only support one Great Emperor, but in fact, in much more distant times.

In the Luan Gu Era, there were many people who became Great Emperors, and it was far less difficult than it is now.

"I can choose to become a Great Emperor in other worlds, and then suddenly jump out and amaze everyone."

The vigorous Origin was still flowing in his body, and Zhang Xuan's grasp of his own state became increasingly precise.

At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly raised his head and looked overseas; on the golden ocean, a huge ship suddenly disintegrated, a crowd of figures fell from the ship, and cries of alarm rang out in succession.

Then, they each used different methods to rush over from the ocean.

There was a monk in fluttering white robes, stepping on a piece of wood, flying over using the light-body technique of Reed Crossing the River, his white robes fluttering as if he were an Immortal God.

There were also people whose movements were like ghosts, constantly tapping on the sea surface and using the fragments of the broken ship to move quickly, and they soon arrived at the edge of the island.

There were also many people gathered together, piecing the broken wooden fragments into a small boat and rowing over quickly.

"They're here!"

Xiao Chen whispered, his expression suddenly becoming somewhat complicated.

(End of this chapter)