Chapter 511: Twelve-tenths Purple Lightning

"Opening the Meridians and Penetrating the Mysteries" means opening a special meridian within the human body's immensely complex, as-yet-unopened meridians, connecting apertures to some heavenly-earthly profundity.

If one tries to do this oneself, with the wrong method, even researching for several lifetimes would be futile!

Best to ask an outsider for help, but even an outsider's assistance is quite taxing; Suji will explain the profound mystic arts and spells one by one, already exhausted, she staggers back to the tent.

"Boom—"

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Heng Xian stood in place, silently feeling the scorching meridian, then after a while opened the "Black Yellow Heavenly Hexagram": "How is this divine art?"

The hexagram shows: 【All worldly arts are divided into fa and shu; this is a kind of orthodox law of the ancient thunder department, unrelated to cultivation level or rank, merely a way to command heaven and earth's natural forces!】

However, this law is very crude; the host can open the one hundred and twenty meridians flanking the governor vessel, scattering flower thunder patterns, thereby increasing the thunder law's power tenfold!】

Heng Xian rejoiced, immediately asked for the specific cultivation method, then sat cross-legged and began to open his meridians on his own.

Inside the nearby tent it was silent, except for two pairs of eyes that peeked out.

It was Suji and Lin Shuyu.

"Transmitted?" Lin Shuyu glanced at the disciples behind her, all seated in meditation, and asked softly.

Suji nodded and smiled: "Transmitted!"

Lin Shuyu thought: "The Nine Heavens Command Thunder Divine Technique is immensely powerful; even if the meridian opening succeeds, summoning lightning still depends on talent and comprehension—I wonder how Junior Brother Heng will fare?"

Suji hesitated a bit, then said: "He doesn't have your luck; Elder Liu Hanchun of the Merit Hall transmitted the technique for him, practiced and familiar, whereas I am transmitting for the first time!"

Lin Shuyu asked: "Is this the sect leader's intention?"

Suji said: "Apparently it was Ninth Uncle Nan Gong Liluo who forced the sect leader to demand it; that Ninth Uncle may seem mad all day, but he actually tolerates no speck of sand in his eye, and he would not shortchange his disciple's due!"

Lin Shuyu nodded, then asked: "But why so rushed, to transmit the technique outside the sect?"

Suji also glanced at the disciples behind her, her face solemn: "This is the sect leader's and my master's intention; a few years ago the ancient demon Heizei used the Howling Heaven method to disturb the heavenly-earthly spiritual qi, causing the demon race to revive and chaotic, vicious qi to erupt!"

Unnamed fiends sprouted everywhere; the major sects of the Southern and Western Domains fight incessantly, already in chaos, and the first and second sects of the Northern Domain show signs of opening war!

Our Dongyu Domain lies in the east, the fourteen sects' forces are finely balanced, so we ought to be steadier; however, Shen Kai of the Divine Blade Sect has openly rebelled, making it hard to imagine the Divine Blade Sect's stance!

Perhaps we and those behind us were life-and-death friends a moment ago, and the next moment we will cross blades!

Junior Brother Heng's talent is top-notch, especially his sword Dao talent, surpassing the sword saint reincarnations sought by all sects, clans, and great empires!

Several supreme elders of the sect have appointed that Heng Xian may travel outside the sect, free from shackles that would bind his growth, but he must be heavily cultivated; any other sect detrimental to him must be resisted with all our might!

This time the sect leader ordered that we need not follow the sect rule limiting transmission to inside the sect; let me transmit the technique to him right here!

Lin Shuyu said quietly: "Junior Brother Heng is worthy of it!"

Suji looked outward at the cross-legged Heng Xian and asked curiously: "I wonder how long it will take Junior Brother Heng to comprehend the thunder seal?"

Lin Shuyu instinctively pressed her right shoulder, as white as congealed fat, where a small thunder mark lay; she chuckled lightly: "I took three hours, seven-tenths purple lightning!"

"Junior Sister Lin, you should smile more; you look beautiful when you smile, even us senior sisters as women are captivated." Suji said, covering her mouth.

Lin Shuyu's smile faded again: "Senior Sister Su, don't tease me."

Suji cleared her throat, then looked outward: "In recent years, the fastest to comprehend the thunder seal within the sect have been Senior Brother Bai Lihao, Third Brother Wu Dingxiu, and Ninth Brother Jiu Ming!"

Especially Ninth Brother Jiu Ming. In the Tianyuan Sect's thunder seal, the purple is divided into ten degrees, each degree stronger than the last; Ninth Brother Jiu Ming comprehended nine-tenths purple lightning in half an hour!

Lin Shuyu's face rarely showed a hint of sorrow: "Ninth Brother Jiu Ming is surely the most talented disciple our Tianyuan Sect has seen in hundreds of years, far surpassing even the Senior Brother!"

Suji also said with a complex expression: "Yes! He came from a beggar's background, walked three thousand eight hundred li, endured endless humiliation and hardship; when he stood outside the sect, he yet stood tall and declared, 'Jiu Ming came for cultivation; life and death should know the heavenly way naturally, and he can roam the eight directions invincibly'."

Elder Ye Sizhen first glanced at him and took him into the sect; indeed, the events that have befallen him are even more legendary than those of Junior Brother Heng!

Among the ten monstrous disciples of the fourteen sects, he definitely holds a spot!"

Lin Shuyu gave a slight nod, looked outward at Heng Xian, and said: "I wonder how Junior Brother Heng is doing?"

The two fell silent, together quietly watching the rain-soaked big tree under which Heng Xian sat cross-legged.

They watched for several incense sticks' worth of time.

Suji could no longer hold back: "What the hell is this kid up to?"

All that could be seen was Heng Xian's face alternating between calm, pain, gritting his teeth, and ease...

It looked nothing like the posture of someone opening meridians and comprehending the thunder seal.

Lin Shuyu frowned slightly: "He seems... to be opening his meridians?"

Suji looked astonished: "I'm certain and sure he has finished opening his meridians; why would he open another ghostly meridian? Moreover, the Protector Sect's divine art doesn't allow self-opening of meridians—does he not want to live?"

Lin Shuyu hesitated: "Perhaps Ninth Uncle taught him something..."

Suji calculated the time, then said: "Regardless, it's almost been half an hour, truly..."

Before she finished speaking, the dense forest's overhead sky saw pitch-black clouds like ink suddenly lower, winds howling, clouds bursting, and streaks of thunder-dragon lightning roaring forth and back.

"This is..." the two exclaimed in astonishment.

"Boom—boom—"

Nine bolts of purple lightning crashed down, heading straight for Heng Xian.

These nine bolts are not heavenly punishment, but creative lightning.

Suji exclaimed: "Not even half an hour has passed, and he's already drawn nine-tenths purple lightning—this guy has surpassed Ninth Brother Jiu Ming!"

Lin Shuyu's pale blue eyes narrowed slightly: "It seems there's still more!"

As her words fell, another two bolts of purple lightning fell.

"This..." Suji's voice trembled, "eleven-tenths purple lightning???"

"Boom—"

Not long after, another bolt of purple lightning fell.

"Ten, twelve-tenths purple lightning?" Even though Suji's cultivation is profound and she claims a calm mindset, she now loses composure: "What the hell is this kid? Twelve-tenths purple lightning? I've never even heard of such a thing!"

Lin Shuyu looked toward the high sky and whispered: "It seems it's not over yet..."

"Boom—"

In the cloud layers of the sky, the thunder and lightning roared madly, as if about to burst open; thousands of electric dragons darted back and forth, restless.

The sight was extremely abnormal.

Heng Xian, sitting cross-legged, looked somewhat pained; twelve empowered bolts of lightning gradually formed a strange thunder seal on his left shoulder.

He didn't care at all right now; instead, he whispered hoarsely: "What the hell lightning, it blasted open my breakthrough barrier—I'm about to break through to the middle stage of the Primordial Core!"

(End of chapter)