hotmtlnovel Chapter 52 Success and Failure Both Depend on the Imperial Scripture
Chapter 52 Success and Failure Both Depend on the Imperial Scripture
The wind howled through the ruins, making the bronze plaque sway.
The old man stared at the jade box for a long time.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you and steal your treasure?"
"If you wanted to make a move, you didn't have to wait until now."
The old man was speechless.
There was another period of silence.
"These two fruits of yours are of different grades." The old man pointed to the second jade box with his withered finger. "This one has already developed dark gold patterns, and its medicinal properties far surpass those of ordinary Human Essence Fruits. It requires at least a half-saint level alchemist to refine it into a pill. There are no more than three people in the Holy City who can take on this job."
"Seniors have a wider network of connections than juniors."
The old man glanced at him and said, "You seem to have calculated everything."
Li Xian didn't respond.
"What are the conditions?" the old man asked.
"I'll stay here." Li Xian pointed to the cluster of courtyards behind him, most of which had collapsed. "I'll find a house that can shelter me from the wind and rain and stay for a while."
"this one?"
"That's it." Li Xian paused, "It's safer to stay here."
The word "safety".
They laid their true intentions out in the open.
— Players desperately need safe houses.
The old man remained silent.
Of course he could tell.
It is a miracle in itself that a rogue cultivator at the second level of the Dao Palace, possessing divine resources, ancient insect eggs, and a large number of alien resources, can survive in the Holy City.
What this young man wanted wasn't a house, but the awe-inspiring presence of a Saint King.
But he has been sitting there in solitude for over a thousand years.
On the night Tianxuan Sect was destroyed, he and his senior brother fought their way out of the desolate forbidden land and went into hiding. One guarded the stone workshop, and the other went mad.
It's been six thousand years.
The divine power is waning.
Lifespan is passing.
Even his proud Sage King Dao Fruit has gradually faded with time.
The human essence fruit couldn't save his life.
But it can continue.
If it continues for another hundred or two hundred years, that's enough.
"You youngster." The old man sighed, extending his withered hand to put the two jade boxes into his sleeve. "I agree. But let me make this clear beforehand—I am only responsible for the area within a ten-mile radius of these ruins. Once you leave the Tianxuan territory, you are responsible for your own life and death."
Li Xian bowed respectfully, his posture upright.
"Thank you, Elder Wei."
The old man's body stiffened.
Those cloudy old eyes suddenly sharpened, staring at Li Xian: "What did you call me?"
"One of the Three Heroes of Tianxuan, the Saint King, Senior Wei Yi." Li Xian said respectfully, "Although I am a rogue cultivator, I have always held the great feat of Tianxuan leading the entire sect into the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land six thousand years ago in high esteem."
—That's just too fierce.
The old man remained silent for a long time.
"Knowing my identity, you still dare to stake your life and fortune on this?"
"It is precisely because I know that I dare."
The old man shook his head, said nothing more, sat back down on the bluestone, and closed his eyes to doze off.
Li Xian turned around, passed through two ruined walls, and found a side room with a complete roof deep inside the stone archway.
Pushing open the moldy wooden door, a cloud of dust hits you.
He didn't mind, took out his dagger, leveled the ground, cleared away the rubble, and laid down a piece of animal skin he had taken from the Sea of Bitterness.
Sit down, cross your legs.
We began planning our next course of action.
……
For the next two weeks.
Li Xian frequently visited the small stone archway within the Holy City.
He never went to the properties of top-tier forces like the Jiang family, Yaochi, and Yaoguang; he only targeted the shops of small and medium-sized sects.
Each time he enters the shop, he places his palm against the stone, secretly activating the Yuan Tian Remnant Technique. Within three incense sticks' worth of time, he locks onto the target, buys the stone, cuts it, and collects its source.
The process is extremely standardized, and efficiency is maximized.
Within half a month, he cut out twelve pieces of alien source material from seven stone workshops, including three pieces of fiery red source material, two pieces of amethyst source material, and one piece of ice and snow source material.
The rest are all mixed sources, equivalent to 40,000 catties of pure source.
But the problem also followed.
On the eleventh day, when he cut out a piece of excellent quality fiery red source from "Guangyuan Stone Shop", he noticed two rogue cultivators pretending to stroll around outside the door.
On the thirteenth day, inside the "Qinglianfang" tea stall, a tea vendor glanced at him three more times.
On the fifteenth day, after he left "Canglan Stone Workshop", he had at least four tails behind him.
The Holy City is not like the Mineral City.
Here you'll find the void magic of the old monster from the Ji family, the eyes and ears of the Wang family, the weapons of the Jiang family, and the intelligence networks of various major forces.
A rogue cultivator of unknown origin.
The ability to accurately extract different species from multiple stone workshops is itself a remarkable achievement.
Li Xian decisively stopped.
That evening, upon returning to the ruins of Tianxuan, I took stock of what I had gained:
Forty thousand pure sources, thirteen different types of sources, plus previously accumulated divine sources, blue diamond sources, and other items.
He had enough funds, but it was still far from what he truly needed.
'The ancient imperial weapon spirit within the Wang family's stone archway must not be touched for the time being.'
"The Enlightenment Tea will have to wait until the auction house opens."
The most urgent task is to achieve a breakthrough.
Li Xian closed his eyes and formed a hand seal.
The spirit resides within the heart.
The golden fire elemental power surged, blazing and domineering, like an ever-burning sun.
The spirit of the kidneys is stored in the center.
The waterway, a deep blue-black expanse, teems with divine power, its surface warm and vast, like an ancient abyss flowing beneath the surface of the deep sea.
The two forces acted simultaneously and converged within the body.
Water and fire meet.
A magnificent vision emerged from the sea of suffering—
The blazing sun and the deep blue moon, the interplay of yin and yang, the birth and death of Tai Chi, exude a magnificent aura.
But just as this force attempted to impact the third divine treasure—the liver divine treasure—a sudden change occurred.
Two completely different imperial wills claimed their territories and reigned supreme in the Sea of Wheels Secret Realm and the Dao Palace Secret Realm, respectively, and engaged in a fierce battle, mutual repulsion, and mutual devouring.
The excruciating pain surged forth like a tidal wave.
Li Xian's face turned pale, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
He abruptly stopped his practice, his breathing becoming disordered for several breaths before gradually calming down.
'Failed again.'
The third divine treasure is the seventh attempt, and each time it gets stuck in the same place—the conflicting principles of the two imperial scriptures.
"cough."
A dry cough came from outside.
Li Xian wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, got up, and pushed open the door.
Wei Yi stood outside the door.
Under the moonlight, the old man's shadow stretched very long.
"Cultivating both Imperial Scriptures simultaneously." The old man looked at him, his tone filled with astonishment and a hint of unspoken regret. "The Daoist Scripture and the Western Emperor Scripture?"
Li Xian did not deny it.
There is no point in hiding it from this holy king.
"Senior noticed."
"The imagery of water, fire, yin and yang, and the Tai Chi symbol is astonishing," Wei Yi shook his head. "But that's all it goes."
He sat down on the threshold and patted the stone steps beside him with his withered hands.
Li Xian sat down.
"Both Imperial Scriptures are among the most supreme paths in the world," Wei Yi said slowly. "What is a supreme path? It is a path that a great emperor has exhausted his entire life to reach its end. It cannot accommodate a second path."
"The Daoist scriptures are the foundation of all paths, the natural balance of Yin and Yang, and can encompass the Five Elements."
"The Western Emperor Classic is fierce but not tyrannical, moderate and peaceful, and follows the cycle of the five elements. The two can be considered to have similar temperaments."
"Only in this way can they coexist briefly in the first two divine treasures of the Sea of Wheels and the Dao Palace. But from the third one onwards, the interaction of the five internal organs and the rotation of the five elements will make the rejection of foreign substances more and more intense."
"The reason for this is that you have a mortal body, which is too weak to withstand stress. You won't explode or your Dao foundation will crumble, but your internal organs will get tired, and your progress will be more than half that of a cultivator... You need time to slowly grind it down, while your cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds..."
The old man glanced at Li Xian.
"Your body will collapse before you even reach the Four Extremes Secret Realm."
This conclusion.
Li Xian had already predicted this.
He paused for a moment, then spoke:
"Professor Wei, the problem doesn't end there."
"Um?"
"The Daoist scriptures are already the most versatile scriptures in the Big Dipper. Even those who cultivate the Western Emperor Scripture are opposed to it. If I were to cultivate the Hengyu Scripture or the Demon Emperor Scripture in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, the Taihuang Scripture or the Demon Emperor Scripture in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and then incorporate the Taiyin and Taiyang Mother Scriptures of the human race into the Sendai Secret Realm—"
He paused.
"Every step is a matter of life and death."
Wei Yi suddenly turned his head and stared intently at him.
This old man had lived for six thousand years and had seen countless geniuses, but he had never seen a young man who could so clearly outline the cultivation plan of the Imperial Scripture from the Dao Palace to the Sendai.
"You're crazy."
"I am perfectly clear-headed," Li Xian said calmly. "Therefore, I do not intend to abandon any imperial scripture, but rather ask Elder Wei for guidance—is there a way to resolve the rejection issue?"
Wei Yi withdrew his gaze and remained silent for a long time.
The night wind swept through the ruins, rustling the withered grass.
"There are two methods that are not methods at all."
The old man finally spoke.
"Firstly, by consuming the King of Medicines, the Primordial Sacred Medicine, and the Immortal Elixir, one's constitution is constantly transformed, forging an extremely powerful foundation rarely seen throughout the ages. With a strong enough foundation, one can naturally accommodate more ultimate scriptures."
"But you are a mortal," the old man sighed. "Mortals are far less efficient at absorbing spiritual medicines than those with special constitutions. The dosage you need is probably ten or even a hundred times that of an ordinary person. The King of Medicines is already priceless, and the Immortal Elixir is the exclusive domain of all forbidden zones. This path is theoretically feasible, but practically impossible."
Li Xian nodded:
"What about the second one?"
Wei Yi remained silent for a longer time.
The moon peeked out from behind the clouds, revealing half its face.
The light cast flickering shadows on the old man's face, which was covered in deep wrinkles.
"Evolution after birth... Chaotic body."
Seven words were squeezed out one by one from his dry lips, as if he were saying something that even he himself found absurd.
"The Chaotic Body, containing all laws and principles, is a natural crucible of scriptures. However, since mythology, the Chaotic Body has only appeared in legends, and all of them were innate. It evolved later..."
The old man shook his head.
"I have lived for six thousand years and have never heard of anyone who has done this, except for that Empress..."
The withered grass in the courtyard was flattened by the wind, then bounced up again, and Wei Yi fell into complete silence.
Li Xian looked down at her hands.
Ordinary body.
In this world where physical constitution was the primary criterion for judging heroes in the early stages, this was the worst possible starting point.
'Chaotic entity.'
He closed his eyes.
Information from an omniscient perspective surged deep within my mind—
Ancient forbidden lands, nine wondrous divine medicines, the old lair of ancient emperors, holy spirit elixir, the other shore of spiritual treasures, the source of emperors, the ultimate battle after the path to immortality... those fragments of opportunities scattered across different timelines are slowly piecing together in his deductions.
'The Elixir of Immortality, the Nine-Turn Chaos Body…'
This path is feasible.
Li Xian opened her eyes and looked at Wei Yi.
"Elder Wei, if I were to cultivate the Devouring Heaven Demon Art and evolve into the Chaos Body, would you be willing to protect me?"
The old man was stunned.
He saw an extremely dangerous light in the young man's eyes.
It's not madness, it's not arrogance.
It is a calmness that runs to the bone, an almost icy certainty.
It was as if he had already seen the end and was determined to continue on, regardless of any external advice.
A natural-born cultivator!