Chapter 152

On Zhuofeng, the bow capable of unlocking Zhuofeng's legacy was found.

This meant Zhuofeng's legacy would soon open.

Fang Yu stood atop Zhuofeng; he had not anticipated that Gu Chensha's clumsy fist realm would offer profound inspiration to the master of Zhuofeng, causing the old man to attain sudden insight.

The master of Zhuofeng was named Li Ruoyu, and the clumsy fist had been created for all foolish and clumsy people, thus allowing Li Ruoyu to gain enlightenment.

This was also a good thing for Fang Yu.

As Zhuofeng's legacy gradually opened, a void appeared at its peak—utterly serene, where grass and trees flourished and withered, one moment lush with green leaves dripping with life, the next withered and desolate.

The nine-rank celestial ladder, hazy and indistinct, continuously expanded into nine platforms, upon which jade pavilions and crystal palaces emerged, suspended in the void.

Li Ruoyu was drawn by an unseen force into the ethereal palaces, receiving Zhuofeng's legacy.

There seemed to be a world evolving, where mysterious Dao and principles intertwined, manifesting all things and revealing the vibrant, cyclical transformations of life.

It began with blooming flowers and dripping green leaves, ultimately withering and decaying, returning to their roots.

Fang Yu sat upon the lotus cushion; the cushion from Da Lei Yin Temple plunged him into a Realm of Dao Comprehension, where the inexplicable patterns of heaven and earth emerged, forming intricate, profound rules and orders, giving rise to mysterious lines and patterns.

"Great completion appears incomplete, great fullness appears empty, great skill appears clumsy…"

An inexplicable voice echoed; Fang Yu remained as still as a rock, listening to the wondrous sounds of heaven and earth.

At first, it was not an immortal technique legacy, but Zhuofeng's fundamental heart method.

One of the Nine Secrets is not a cultivation art—it is a secret technique, capable of merging into a heart method to unleash mysterious, unfathomable power.

The heart method legacy of Zhuofeng is the key to this lineage; only by cultivating this Famen can one truly bring glory to this peak.

Fang Yu saw some Dao method legacies, but these Dao method legacies could not be cultivated by him now, for his cultivation base had not yet reached the Heavenly Man Realm, and he could not cultivate other Famen.

Yet he memorized Zhuofeng's legacy; perhaps after reaching the Heavenly Man Realm, he could cultivate it, transforming it into a great divine art.

Of course, what interested Fang Yu most was the Nine Secrets—one of them, magnificent and peerless, when activated, could multiply combat power several times, even tenfold, a rare secret art that all holy sects and ancient clans coveted.

No heart method, no techniques—just nine secret arts; if united, they could be exchanged for several ancient scriptures of the Eastern Wilderness, unimaginable in value.

This was highly attractive to Fang Yu now; if he could use this secret art to augment himself and unleash tenfold combat power, he might even defeat ordinary Heavenly Man Realm experts.

For Fang Yu, even in the Eternal Life Realm, the Nine Secrets could still serve him, becoming one of his greatest hidden cards.

Whether the Nine Secrets of the Shrouding Heaven Realm could enhance Eternal Life methods could only be understood after learning the Nine Secrets.

Learning them is better than not learning them.

Sitting upon the lotus cushion, Fang Yu sensed another inexplicable Dao rhythm atop Zhuofeng—profoundly mysterious, distinctly different from Zhuofeng's ancient, simple heart method.

No sound came, no ripples stirred; only a strange divine aura manifested at Zhuofeng's peak.

It seemed as if countless "lines" in heaven and earth interwove, rules transformed into order, giving rise to inexplicable power that constructed lines in the void.

All things withered, grass and trees decayed, turned to soil, shifting from motion to stillness, returning to their essence—as if an eternal law were unfolding.

Fang Yu's spiritual sense flowed, changing in unison with these inexplicable lines, capturing their trajectories, evolving alongside them.

Like unraveling silk, Fang Yu discerned and captured one of the Nine Secrets, absorbing every drop into his heart-sea—this was the legacy of "one of the Nine Secrets" he sought.

Every drop, boundless divine aura, all imprinted upon his heart.

Finally, on the silent Zhuofeng, all scenery vanished before his eyes, leaving only a seed and a patch of soil.

A natural seed broke through the soil, sprouting a touch of green.

Fang Yu's spirit merged completely with the seed, becoming that vibrant green life.

On Zhuofeng, all was serene; a single green sprout radiated boundless vitality, becoming the sole existence in heaven and earth.

"Thump."

One of the Nine Secrets became a seed, imprinted into his heart-field, sprouting from the soil, becoming eternal life.

Look again at Zhuofeng—the mountain remained a mountain, water remained water, grass and trees remained grass and trees.

It seemed no different from before, but for Fang Yu, he had obtained one of the Nine Secrets.

"Dou Zi Mi."

Fang Yu awoke.

He truly felt this secret art—unlike the Yuhua Sect's Eight Divine Arts, the Blue Flame Seven-Repair Radiance, it required no absorption of fire essence from heaven and earth, did not conflict with his cultivated great divine art, yet still provided a genuine enhancement.

"Dou Zi Mi, enhancement power."

Fang Yu's body moved; he casually punched out, feeling an immediate combat power boost.

As long as he triggered Dou Zi Mi swiftly enough, he could unleash combat power beyond his own.

This was good.

At least for him now, it was excellent.

Although the Eternal Life Great World possessed supreme divine arts capable of multiplying combat power several times, even tenfold, such arts were beyond his reach now.

For instance, the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures could amplify combat power thirty-threefold; if cultivated to the rank of King-grade Immortal Artifact, they could produce not merely thirty-threefold, but three hundredfold or even three thousandfold enhancement.

Yet for him, they were still far too distant.

What suits his current realm is best.

He must return to the Eternal Life Great World, plan for a supreme divine art or one of the Three Thousand Great Dao, and later use Dou Zi Mi to augment it—perhaps increasing his power tenfold.

At this moment, below Zhuofeng, many experts gazed upward, their faces filled with shock.

"Zhuofeng's legacy has opened so suddenly—it doesn't even look like it's opening…"

"But there have been ancient sages who, at times when legacy should not open, still obtained Zhuofeng's fundamental heart method and secret arts, eventually achieving overwhelming magic power, rivaling ancient greats, reaching the pinnacle of strength."

"Could Li Ruoyu be such a person? Perhaps he truly is. Legends say that an ancient sage, once of ordinary talent, rose to greatness after receiving the legacy and ultimately became a great master."

"Zhuofeng is truly about to rise—this is a good thing; we should send our outstanding disciples to Zhuofeng."

Each expert murmured among themselves, yet none dared to ascend rashly, none flew over Zhuofeng—all waited beneath the mountain gate.

In the crowd, Li Ruoyu awoke.

His aura was ethereal, profoundly void and distant, as if standing upon clouds, or across a starry sky, dusted with the relics of history.

When the last traces of aura dissipated, he became ordinary again, like an unremarkable old man, without a single thing about him that stood out.

"Many thanks."

The old man spoke to Fang Yu.