I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 327

Chapter 327: Chapter 192 The Method of Changing Cultivation, Actions of the Green-Faced Person_2
 

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However, the need for medicinal pills as a supplement inevitably imposes restrictions, and the method of transitioning one’s cultivation was now completely under the control of Evergreen Pavilion.

“There are countless martial artists in the Inner Domain, and innumerable prodigies. Perhaps, once the method of transitioning one’s cultivation spreads, someone will have a stroke of genius and figure out a way to condense the Domain Bridge without the aid of pills?”

Li Xuan muttered to himself.

With Xie Lingfeng’s successful transition, several Grandmaster Realm martial arts scholars also excitedly prepared to transition to the Innate Realm and then continue their research into the differences between Inner Realm Martial Arts and Great Wilderness Martial Arts.

Hu Shan was also preparing to make the transition to martial arts.

Xie Lingfeng continued to stabilize his Domain Bridge, and as for breaking through to the Tongxuan Realm, he did not consider it for the time being—he simply lacked the depth of foundation for such a breakthrough.

He only thought of increasing his strength to defeat Grandmaster martial artists with the full power of the Innate Realm.

Xu Yan’s mastery of the Innate Realm was complete, and he could even slay peak-level Great Grandmasters.

Xie Lingfeng did not set high demands for himself; being able to defeat mid-tier Great Grandmasters with the complete mastery of the Innate Realm would satisfy him entirely.

On Canglan Island, one location was Evergreen Pavilion’s alchemy room, still overseen by Pharmacist Pan. Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s people regularly came to collect pills and deliver the spiritual medicines needed for alchemy.

Xu Yan continued to meditate on Sword Intent, while Zhou Ying was preparing to break through to the Innate Realm.

Li Xuan lived leisurely, occasionally boating on the Cang River, idly fishing, and enjoying his days.

On this day.

“Your disciple Meng Chong has killed a Great Grandmaster with a single punch, and your combat experience has increased.”

Golden light emerged, and Meng Chong had killed a Great Grandmaster.

“Has he arrived in Ziyun Nation?”

Li Xuan thought to himself.

It probably wouldn’t be long before Meng Chong would begin slaying peak-level Great Grandmasters, right?

With his current strength, and in preparation for breaking through to the Tongxuan Realm, he had accumulated quite a foundation. It would be effortless for him to slay peak-level Great Grandmasters.

“Your disciple Meng Chong has slain peak-level Great Grandmasters consecutively, and your Domain Overlord Blade has been enhanced, breaking through to the second layer.”

Li Xuan was startled for a moment—the Domain Overlord Blade had made a breakthrough?

After Meng Chong’s consecutive killings of peak-level Great Grandmasters, there was no feedback from the Golden Finger for a while.

Xu Yan continued to ponder Sword Intent, and around him, there was always a gentle breeze swirling, carrying with it a force of extinguishment, as if it could blow away one’s consciousness.

Li Xuan was inwardly exhilarated, “Xu Yan hasn’t meditated on the Sword Dao of destruction, but directly on the Sword Intent targeting the Divine Soul!”

Once it was understood, Xu Yan could kill a demigod effortlessly.

And facing a true Martial Arts demigod, he would not be afraid at all.

Moreover, once the Sword Intent was fully grasped, it could be used not only for offense but also for defense.

“The advanced version of the Great Sun Golden Body—I should think more about it too, leaving no weaknesses behind,” Li Xuan pondered.

On Canglan Island, all was calm and peaceful.

But within the Inner Domain, undercurrents were surging.

In Yan Nation, within a small mountain village, an old man with dry, yellow skin, slightly hunched, and whitening hair lived in a dilapidated wooden hut.

He was carving a wooden sculpture, wood shavings scattering about, and before long, a statue of a stern-faced middle-aged man, with a semblance of wickedness and icy eyes, appeared in his hands.

The old man looked over the statue, motionless for a long time, as if lost in contemplation.

A man in a white robe wearing a green mask slowly approached, stopping before the old man, gazing intently at the statue in his hands for quite a while, then chuckled, “Who would have thought that the once notorious Demon Child is still alive, dwelling in this small mountain village?”

The old man continued to stare blankly at the statue, seemingly unaware of the green-masked man’s presence.

The green-masked man didn’t mind and continued, “When the Demon Lord founded the demon sect, he was accompanied by a child of seven or eight years, the Demon Lord’s closest confidant, known as the Demon Child.

“He was the strongest and highest ranking among the nine Demon Lords of the sect. When the Demon Lord disappeared and the sect fractured, the remaining strongmen besieged and forced him to retreat.

“The name of the Bloodthirsty Demon Child has vanished from the Inner Domain for many years, and who would have imagined that the Demon Child of the past would be hidden in this little village?”

The Demon Child lifted his head to glance at the green-masked man, “If you have something to say, spit it out. Keep spouting nonsense, and you’re dead!”

The green-masked man spoke gravely, “Elder Yin is dead.”

“So he’s dead.”

The Demon Child didn’t care.

He wasn’t a person of the demon sect, so what did that death have to do with him?

Even if it were a person of the demon sect, it was irrelevant to him now.

“Elder Yin had received a mission. Capture a person, and upon completion of the task, one could enter the Spiritual Realm Gate!”

The green-masked man’s eyes burned with intensity as he gazed at the Demon Child.

The Demon Child lifted his head; his expression did not change much, still remaining calm and collected.

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“Are you sure that by capturing a person, we can enter the Spiritual Realm Gate?”

The blue-faced man raised his hand and threw over a scroll.

The demon child opened it and looked, excitement appearing on his face, and asked, “Where is the person?”

“Canglan Island!”

The blue-faced man said in a deep voice.

Carefully placing the statue on the shelf, the demon child then asked, “Speak, what is your purpose? Is it difficult to capture the person?”

“Elder Yin and Kujue have died, and dozens of peak great grandmasters have also perished. I’ve already contacted the strong from all the major forces, preparing to join hands to storm Canglan Island and force them to hand over the person.”

The blue-faced man didn’t conceal anything, laying out the entire plan openly.

The demon child pondered for a moment, then took out a wooden token and threw it to the blue-faced man, saying, “Go find Cold Master. If you want me to make a move, unless your blue-faced man’s Zijue comes.”

The blue-faced man was not annoyed, took the token, and bowed with his hands clasped, “I take my leave!”

He turned to leave but suddenly looked back and asked, “That statue, it’s the Demon Lord, right?”

The demon child, absorbed in his work, picked up a piece of wood and began carving with intense focus, wood shavings flying about, the outline of the statue already emerging.

The blue-faced man turned and left.

In a forest thousands of miles away from Canglan Island, a white-robed blue-faced man stood amid the trees, with ten red-robed blue-faced men behind him.

All the red-robed blue-faced men were peak great grandmasters.

The sound of footsteps arose, and a man with a pale face, as if soaked in icy water, walked slowly over with a long knife gleaming with cold light in his hand.

As he drew near, a chilling aura hit them in the face.

The man stopped in front of a large tree, leaning against it, and a layer of frost slowly appeared on the tree trunk, the trunk behind him losing vitality.

Watching the man, a trace of wariness flashed in the eyes of the white-robed blue-faced man.

Then, two more figures appeared.

Both were wearing hoods, their faces unseen, clearly intending to hide their identities.

After their arrival, one of them glanced at the pale-faced man, his pupils shrinking as he spoke in a hoarse voice, “Cold Master? The Demon Lord Cold Master?”

Cold Master lifted his eyes to look at the two, sneering, “If you’re going to kill and plunder, be open about it. Skulking around, afraid of being recognized, then you shouldn’t have come out.”

The two hooded ones snorted but ignored Cold Master.

“Now that everyone is here, let’s go.”

Cold Master spoke.

“Not everyone is here yet,”

the white-robed blue-faced man said sternly.

Cold Master frowned, showing a bit of displeasure.

Suddenly, dozens of figures arrived all at once, all peak great grandmasters!

Those who arrived were all wearing masks, concealing their identities with little interaction with each other.

The white-robed blue-faced man counted the number, a total of fifty-five peak great grandmasters, plus the ten behind him, making sixty-five peak great grandmasters.

In terms of lineup, it had already surpassed the one that had attacked the Evergreen Pavilion before.

And this time, he, Cold Master, and the other two were all half-step heavenly beings.

If such a force could not capture a person, if they failed, then they would have to resort to plan B, to find another way to force the other side to hand over the person.

Su Lingxiu was crucial to the Spiritual Realm Gate. Should this news spread, all forces and powerhouses in the Martial Arts Realm would press for the person to be handed over.

This was a matter related to the Martial Arts path above the great grandmasters!

No force, no powerhouse, would give up on this.

However, this meant the secret of the Spiritual Realm Gate could no longer be kept, no longer known only to a small portion of people.

If it weren’t for dire necessity, nobody would wish to share a secret, to share an opportunity.

“This journey, either the other side hands over the person, or we level Canglan Island!”

the white-robed blue-faced man declared coldly.

Leading the ten red-robed blue-faced men, he headed first towards Canglan Island.

Cold Master and the other two half-step heavenly beings followed closely behind, the assembly of peak great grandmasters glanced at each other and quietly followed.

This battle, we must win!

The Evergreen Pavilion must be destroyed!

The Great Wilderness Martial Arts, too, must disappear from the Inner Domain!