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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 6: [Battle for the True Inheritance]
Chapter 3 (544): [The Choice]
(3rd of Volume 6)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The offspring of female Transcendents are born with Transcendent Flesh, their soul spirits nourished by Transcendent Spiritual Qi.
Though this innate power gradually diminishes during their postnatal development, it remains formidable, making it far easier for them to cultivate an Immortal Body compared to other Martial-Mystic Cultivators.
Li Weiyi watched the intense clash on the battle platform, secretly comparing the two combatants to Sheng Wulian and Si Wuyan.
The battle platform, constructed from massive boulders, stood ten zhang high.
Intricate formation glyphs shimmered across its surface, emitting radiant beams of light.
"Boom!"
Yuan Zhen's armor was heavy and imposing, his feet planted firmly on a sea of Spiritual Qi.
Despite his youthful appearance, seemingly only around twenty years old, his palm techniques were broad and sweeping.
Empowered by Transcendent Scriptures woven into his bones, tendons, and skin, Yuan Zhen's combat prowess rivaled even the Life and Death Duo, who wielded the "Northern Life Sea Map" and the "Southern Death Mountain's Scriptures" .
His vitality surged, and though he was on the defensive, he withstood Chang Yujian's relentless attacks without faltering.
Li Weiyi estimated that Yuan Zhen's physical body, while not quite at 99% of an Immortal Body, was remarkably close.
"They're both at the Ninth Heaven, yet their combat power is worlds apart. These two are nearly on par with Experts of the Immortal Realm!"
"Even the Demon Child would likely lose more often than win against them," someone remarked.
Cao Shisan and Chen Huang had once been among the top Dao Seed Realm experts in Lingxiao City.
After absorbing Six-Clawed Immortal Dragon Qi and Immortal Dao Scriptures in the East Sea, they were brimming with ambition.
They planned to hone their skills at Cave Void (Dongxu) Camp, break through to the Immortal Realm, and then return to the Lingxiao Realm and the East Sea as Immortal Realm Experts, ushering in an era of their own making.
But upon arriving at Cave Void (Dongxu) Camp, they suffered a series of setbacks, failing to even make the top hundred in the new recruit assessment.
Had it not been for their East Sea expedition, they would likely have fallen below two hundred, perhaps even three hundred.
Now, they had abandoned all thoughts of returning to the Lingxiao Realm. Their sole focus was to break into the top hundred during the Quarterly Assessment.
On the battle platform, Yuan Zhen, realizing his strength couldn't match Chang Yujian's, swiftly changed his battle technique.
He summoned three spiritual artifact battle weapons and unleashed Dao Techniques, abandoning direct confrontation in favor of defensive maneuvers, seeking openings in his opponent's defenses.
"Is this all you've got? Then let's end this."
Chang Yujian laughed heartily.
From his Ancestral Field, he unleashed a thousand streams of sword qi, enveloping the entire battle platform in a swirling vortex of sword shadows, transforming him into a peerless sword immortal.
If not for the Formation's barrier, his attack would have encompassed the entire Martial-Mystic Field Wilderness.
After withstanding Chang Yujian's eight full-power strikes, Yuan Zhen was sent flying backward with a deafening metallic clang.
He crashed off the battle platform, his body sliding uncontrollably across the ground.
Regaining his footing, Yuan Zhen's face was pale as he lowered his gaze to the dented armor on his chest.
He swallowed the mouthful of blood that had risen in his throat.
He had been sent flying by a single horizontal strike from Chang Yujian's sword.
Without this armor, had that sword been a slash instead of a strike, his body would have been cleaved in two.
"I've heard that Martial-Mystic Cultivators who cultivate the Immortal Body gain a twenty to thirty percent advantage over their peers in the Immortal Realm. But your improvement... it's far more than that!"
Yuan Zhen's eyes burned with defiance as he locked onto the heroic figure standing on the battle platform, his heart heavy with defeat.
For decades, he had remained undefeated among his generation, hailed as the "Young Sect Leader" by all.
Though he resided in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, he had disdained joining the Calamity Crossing Temple and never paid heed to the so-called Young Celestial Emperors, vowing at the age of ten to become the Martial-Mystic Dao Heavenly Emperor.
Yet now, his frustration swiftly burned away, transforming into an intense fighting spirit.
Chang Yujian gracefully sheathed his sword, returning it to his Ancestral Field.
He smiled and said, "It's because we're both in the Dao Seed Realm now! Once we break through to the Immortal Realm, given the strength of your physical body, you'll likely cultivate an Immortal Body within days, erasing any remaining gap between us. This talk of a one or two percent difference is subtle. I'll be waiting for you in the Immortal Realm. We can explore this further then."
In Chang Yujian's eyes, Yuan Zhen would undoubtedly throw himself into cultivating a Immortal Body after this battle, while he himself would immediately break through to the next realm, leaving his opponent far behind in cultivation level.
His earlier words were merely another psychological battle.
Chang Yujian's imposing presence, refined demeanor, and the triumphant aura of his victory naturally drew gazes of admiration, envy, and respect from countless Martial-Mystic Cultivators surrounding the battle platform.
The nearly hundred Sentinels of the Jade Sword (Yu Jian) Guard roared their approval.
The Valiant Guard's victory filled them with pride, strengthening their sense of belonging.
"After this battle, Chang Yujian has secured first place in all Quarterly and Annual Assessments during his three-year rookie period," a mid-tier Sentinel from the Ninth Heaven remarked, "He'll likely claim all Merit Points and resource rewards, further widening his advantage."
Lu Qing, Tong Yanxue, Yu Zheng, and the other top ten recruits in the new recruit assessment held a different view.
The so-called one or two-tenth percent advantage was merely a rough estimate based on the historical performance of disciples from ancient sects who had cultivated Immortal Bodies.
It was neither insurmountable nor invincible.
They wouldn't waste time directly confronting Immortal Bodies.
Instead, they aimed to achieve a Breakthrough to Immortal Realm as quickly as possible and seek opportunities in the Nether Realm of the Dead to surpass Chang Yujian's sword.
The Nether Realm of the Dead had swallowed countless ancestral ruins, cities, sects, and ancient kingdoms.
Many Martial-Mystic Cultivators came seeking these lost treasures, having gleaned secret information from veteran Sentinel Spirits.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Chang Yujian turned to face Li Weiyi, who stood below the battle platform.
"Brother Weiyi," he called out, "how do you think I compare to the Rice Palace's True Disciples now?"
The crowd's initial confusion quickly gave way to realization.
"Could that be Li Weiyi, the top-ranked cultivator on the Merit Ranking?" someone exclaimed, "Rumor has it he defeated Sheng Wulian, the Rice Palace True Disciple, in the East Sea!"
"Defeated a Rice Palace True Disciple? How many monstrous talents are in this year's recruit class?"
"The one with 30,000 Merit Points?"
All eyes converged on Li Weiyi, filled with confusion, curiosity, and astonishment.
It was inevitable.
A month prior, the top spot on the Merit Ranking had caused a sensation in the new recruit camp, sparking countless speculations.
Martial-Mystic cultivators with extensive connections had already uncovered Li Weiyi's background and origins.
Defeating Sheng Wulian was undoubtedly a glorious feat, yet most remained skeptical.
People tend to praise the powerful while belittling the weak, and rumors often become distorted through repetition.
Li Weiyi offered his honest assessment: "Sheng Wulian is no match for Brother Chang."
Chang Yujian asked, "When shall we spar? Not a formal challenge, just a private exchange."
He was well aware of Li Weiyi's background and sought to forge a connection, perhaps even recruit him.
The Chang Clan's influence and power far surpassed those of the Jiu Li Clan and the Zuoqiu Sect.
A public duel, regardless of the outcome, would inevitably be dissected by onlookers, potentially straining relations.
Li Weiyi sensed Chang Yujian's goodwill and recognized his exceptional composure.
Even at the height of his success, Chang Yujian remained humble and restrained.
However, the other Martial-Mystic Cultivators present lacked such restraint.
Countless eager eyes fell upon Li Weiyi, burning with Martial-Mystic spirits.
They craved challenges against the strong, believing that even in defeat, they would hone their skills.
Li Weiyi, however, had no desire to face a barrage of challengers.
It would be a waste of time and would make him appear overly aggressive.
Most importantly, he didn't need the money right now.
Otherwise, he would have charged a hefty fee to accept all challenges and make a killing.
"My Wind Mansion Dao Seed cultivation path is uncertain," Li Weiyi said with a wry smile, turning to address the crowd, "I'm not in the mood for Martial-Mystic Dao sparring at the moment. I truly envy you all, who can strive for the Immortal Realm. No matter how strong a Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator is, they can never match a Immortal Realm practitioner."
The mention of "Wind Mansion Dao Seed" sent another wave of commotion through the Martial-Mystic Arena.
Many Martial-Mystic Cultivators whispered among themselves, finding it hard to believe.
"A Wind Mansion Dao Seed defeated the Rice Palace True Disciple? He must have used special tactics. I told you, you can't trust even a third of these rumors."
"For Chang Yujian to even suggest sparring, his strength must be extraordinary."
"Just as he said, no matter how strong a Dao Seed Realm cultivator is, once we break through, we'll leave him far behind."
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Tu Nanfeng, who had been observing the battle from afar, strode forward with thunderous steps, his massive frame radiating an overwhelming aura.
He roared, "What are you all gawking at? Has your Spiritual Qi fully recovered? The Mountain Formation is complete! This afternoon's training intensity will be double that of this morning's!"
"In the Nether Realm of the Dead, we can't breathe or absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi. We must rely solely on the Nine Springs within our bodies. You must learn to conserve every wisp of Spiritual Qi and strengthen your Springs through training!"
"Li Weiyi, have you reported to the Valiant Guard yet? Which guard did you join?"
Lu Qing, Yu Zheng, and Tong Yanxue all turned to look, their attention fixed on the matter.
If Li Weiyi chose their guard, it would be a major headache.
Even though he was a Wind Mansion Dao Seed whose Martial-Mystic Dao had been severed, the mere weight of being ranked first on the Merit Ranking would be a heavy burden to bear.
Every Sentinel possessed extraordinary talent, making it highly likely they would reach the Immortal Realm.
A hundred Sentinels in a single guard - what a formidable force!
The Valiant Guard and Deputy Valiant Guards considered these Sentinels their personal recruits, tolerating no interference from others.
Outside the Sentinel Spirit Army, each held extraordinary status: young sect leaders, Imperial Court nobles, or eldest sons of the Ancient Clan, each destined for a bright future in their respective Life Realms.
The Sentinel Spirit Army wasn't a sect; free time and service time were split evenly, fifty-fifty.
How could they possibly resist the opportunity to recruit?
Chang Yujian extended an olive branch to Li Weiyi, stepping down from the battle platform and striding over.
"Brother Weiyi, of course you'll join my Jade Sword (Yu Jian) Guard."
Tu Nanfeng turned to Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi had already made his decision. He bowed respectfully to Tu Nanfeng, then clasped his hands toward Chang Yujian.
"Thank you for your kind invitation, Brother Chang, but... for the foreseeable future, I'll be focusing on cultivating my Psychic Power, striving to achieve success on that path."
Hearing this, many Martial-Mystic Cultivators who had been secretly watching the exchange visibly relaxed, fully understanding his choice.
Chang Yujian narrowed his eyes, doubting that Li Weiyi was one to easily accept fate.
Wary of revealing too much too soon, he smiled: "With your Psychic Power talent, becoming a Holy Spiritual Master is within reach. A Holy Spiritual Master's combat prowess at the same realm might even surpass that of a Martial-Mystic Cultivator. The Psychic Techniques of the Valiant Guard Commander in the Spiritual Master Guard are truly formidable."
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Li Weiyi and Tai Shi Yu left the Martial-Mystic Arena Wilderness and entered the Cloudglow-shrouded mountains.
Following the stone path winding through the mountains, they headed toward Blazing Absolute Mountain, where the Spiritual Master Guard's new recruit camp was located.
The towering cliffs of the two mountains were adorned with thousand-zhang waterfalls and various structures nestled among ancient trees and dense forests.
Legend had it that Sentinel Spirits who had reached the Immortal Realm and Holy Spiritual Masters resided in these ancient palaces and Cultivation Caves.
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