Chapitre 42: There Was Three Years' Cultivation In This Punch
Éditeur: Henyee Translations
"What happened?"
In the Zenith Palace, Perfected Qing Yun and the senior leaders of the Zenith Land immediately noticed the explosion.
"Sect Master! Someone was practicing a Daoist spell! A small hill was taken down." Upon Hearing the report, many elders were pissed.
"Such an arrogant disciple this is! A small hill was taken down? The Land of Trial is supposed to be the right place for practicing! Who was it? That disciple needs to be sent to the Penalty Hall."
"This is indeed very bad misbehavior. Many disciples these days aren't behaving themselves properly, one of them just crossed the bottom line now! The Enforcement Hall will also teach this disciple a good lesson," the head of Enforcement Hall angrily said.
The rest of the elders also felt the same way.
"Who did it?" Perfected Qing Yun asked, remaining quite calm.
"Sect Master! It was Eldest Senior Brother!" The disciple reported.
In an instant, the Zenith Palace quieted down.
Even Perfected Qing Yun was shocked.
"Wow! It was Martial Nephew Changsheng, I see! This is nothing then. It's nothing. Haha!"
"So that's why! Martial Nephew Changsheng is indeed the future Saint Son of the Zenith Land. Good. Very good!"
"Since Martial Nephew Changsheng is still new in the Zenith Land, he doesn't know all the rules yet. We understand what happened!"
"That's right! Martial Nephew Changsheng is still learning. This isn't a big deal. Let's go back to our own discussion."
The atmosphere in the Zenith Palace suddenly changed.
Once they found out it was Lu Changsheng who destroyed the hill, their anger suddenly disappeared and big smiles appeared on their faces.
It was just a small hill after all.
They would even be totally fine with it if Lu Changsheng bombarded the main peak.
He was the Eldest Senior Brother in the Zenith Land, the future Saint Son, and the future Sect Master. The last person they wanted to piss off in the Zenith Land was Lu Changsheng.
In addition, half of them were parents of the disciples that were studying after Changsheng. If they tried to make trouble for Lu Changsheng, their sons and daughters would probably suffer first.
"I see. Let's go back to the topic; the Saint Son's title," Perfected Qing Yun cleared his throat and pulled them back to the discussion. Their heated argument then resumed.
"Yours is a tongue twister whereas Mine is good! Zenith Heaven's Limitless Supreme Peerless Perfect Holy Son. Isn't it good?"
"Peerless? Listen to mine! Zenith Heaven's Unmatched Paragon Sacred True Holy Son! This is better than yours!"
"Are all of you illiterate? None of you are getting the point. The title should be Zenith Chaos True Immortal Three Teachings Perfected Paragon Holy Son."
…
Besides the Zenith Palace.
Within the radius of a hundred miles, everyone within the Zenith land heard it.
On Jin Yang's Peak, Wang Jin Yang was the one who felt the most shocked. His students were also having a hard time believing that this was true.
"Senior Brother, are you sure this is from the Qi Refining stage? I've already perfected the Foundation Establishment stage, but I can't imagine doing even a tenth of that spell's powers," one of the disciples said.
In fact, Wang Jin Yang was more than just shocked.
He didn't want to admit it. However, the spiritual air Lu Changsheng released truly belonged to the Qi Refining stage.
No matter what stage Lu Changsheng already reached, he was really certain that those were Qi Refining power waves.
Nevertheless, Wang Jin Yang could feel it, the strength of the strike reached the Gold Core stage.
A Gold Core cultivator would be at least severely injured by the Sword Qi.
Its power was unbelievably terrible.
Wang Jin Yang's mind was filled with many thoughts.
At this moment, he finally realized the gap between Lu Changsheng and him.
"Senior Brother, are you sure?"
"That's right. This power can't come from the Qi Refining stage."
"Senior Brother, don't get me wrong. I really just can't believe it. As powerful as Eldest Senior Brother is, I don't think he can release that fierce Sword Qi just by using the Qi Refining stage."
None of the disciples could truly believe it. This was just too unrealistic.
Wang Jin Yang was also lost in his thoughts.
Did his eyes fool him?
The Sword Qi released by the Qi Refining stage was even stronger than the Gold Core stage?
That was just absolutely impossible.
Wang Jin Yang continued to try and persuade himself.
On the main peak, Lu Changsheng himself was extremely confused at what just happened.
He thought that the power it could display was very limited.
However, he just removed a small hill.
It can only display limited power? It's the really weak version?
That was a lie!
Lu Changsheng had no idea whether he should put the blame on himself or the book.
On second thought, this was the world of cultivation.
A really powerful cultivator could hold the sun and moon in his palm, as well as reach for the stars.
He could even burn mountain ranges and boil oceans.
In comparison, this was just a small hill he just decimated.
Although it was very impressive for a Qi Refining cultivator. But in the world of cultivation, this was still nothing.
Lu Changsheng convinced himself with these thoughts.
"What happened?"
"Who was fighting with who?
"Did anyone get hurt?
"Do you have snacks? Let's sit down and see what's going on."
Liu Qingfeng rushed out of the Hall of Pill Refining. He thought that there was a fight going on and was very excited to spectate.
"Go back and refine more pills," Lu Changsheng said.
Liu Qingfeng instantly turned around and went back to the Hall of Pill Refining.
Now that the Jin Yang Sword Technique has been tested, Lu Changsheng picked up the second jade book.
The title was, Zenith Fist Gesture.
This was a Daoist martial technique for cultivators transitioning from the Qi Refining stage to the Nascent Soul stage.
It was much more complicated than the sword technique.
The cultivator would use the spiritual air as the main power source with his physical body as the carrier. One's spiritual power would also be employed to launch this destructive punch.
This was the Zenith Fist Gesture.
The word, Zenith, had an extraordinary meaning.
It was extremely profound.
Lu Changsheng decided to give it a shot.
He closed his eyes to stay focused.
Soon after, the Dharmic powers in his body started flooding.
On Jin Yang's Peak.
Wan Jin Yang looked at the direction where the flowing power came from.
This time, he was certain that the Dharmic powers released by Lu Changsheng belonged to the Qi Refining stage.
"The power he's emanating is deep and dense, it flows like a river. I can't be wrong."
Wan Jin Yang stared at Lu Changsheng, his eyes stopped blinking.
The rest of the disciples also looked in the same direction.
"This is the Qi Refining stage."
"That's right. Indeed."
"I can also feel it. This is from the Qi Refining stage."
They were all paying close attention to Lu Changsheng.
Dharmic powers were of different qualities at different stages.
Dharmic powers that started at the Qi Refining stage were the weakest.
For example, if the Dharmic powers from the Foundation Establishment stage were iron, then the powers from the Qi Refining stage were wood.
One could play tricks to disguise his cultivation, but not the quality of his Dharmic powers. There was no such cultivation technique in this world that could do it too.
Even if such technique indeed existed, no one would want to learn it.
What was the point of making oneself weak?
At this time, a vague figure appeared behind Lu Changsheng.
The vague figure looked majestic and powerful. The formidable power released by the figure was overwhelming.
'Bang!'
In the next moment, Lu Changsheng raised his fist and targeted it at a hill.
There was one thing different.
This time, Lu Changsheng infused all his Dharmic powers into this punch.
In other words—there was three years worth of cultivation in this punch.
-- Cadeau
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