kingnovel Chapter 993: A Mahayana Monk
Chapter 993: A Mahayana Monk
East China Sea.
The evil shook the Nvmi Mountain.
The morning mist on the coast of the East China Sea is as soft as a veil and has not yet dissipated, making it look like a fairyland.
In this mist, Nieyao Niu Mi Mountain has been shrouded in a faint spiritual light, like a shining pearl, emitting a mysterious and charming light.
The Su family meeting hall, this ancient and solemn building, is exuding a rich spiritual energy at this moment.
The hall pillars made of black iron are entwined with pale golden runes. These runes are like ancient codes, containing endless power and wisdom.
The ground paved with deep-sea cold jade reflected human figures. Even the palace lanterns hanging from the dome were classical octagonal palace lanterns made by the Golden Dragon when he was bored, using dragon inner alchemy mixed with star sand. The spiritual energy particles floating in the warm light turned into strands of nourishment when they fell on the cultivators.
Su Xiaoya sat on the black wooden chair in the main seat, her fingertips gently stroking the paulownia pattern carved on the chair arm.
Today, she was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and the flowing clouds embroidered with silver thread on the sleeves were looming, as if flowing in the wind.
Her long hair was lightly tied up with a jade hairpin. The coldness of the past had faded away, replaced by gentleness between her eyebrows.
Her eyes slowly swept over the four teams standing neatly below, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily rose slightly. The smile was like a clear spring, rippling along the light in her eyes.
This smile seemed to have magical power, making the atmosphere in the entire conference room relax instantly.
The four teams led by Su Mingyi, Su Mingxian, Su Xiaohe and Gui Jiangye were now arranged in four columns, with three people in each column. They stood tall and straight with solemn expressions, just like a well-trained army.
On the far left is the team led by Su Mingyi.
Su Mingyi was wearing a dark-colored suit, and a black jade bead hung from the tassel of the sword at his waist, swaying gently with his breathing.
As soon as he stood still, black and white energy began to flow slowly around his body, which was a sign of practicing the "Yin and Yang Harmony Technique" - the black energy was like ink, wrapped in calm yin energy; the white energy was like snow, carrying lively yang energy. The two energies intertwined into a Tai Chi pattern in his palm, and even the surrounding spiritual energy became peaceful.
"I was able to break through to the Mahayana stage this time thanks to this spell that helped me balance the surging spiritual power in my body." He felt Su Xiaoya's gaze and nodded slightly. The black and white energy in his palms then converged, leaving only a faint halo on his fingertips.
Xie Ziliang behind Su Mingyi suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead, where a light golden vertical line suddenly lit up.
In his palm was a walnut-sized inheritance bead. The surface of the bead was engraved with fine lines and was now emitting a soft golden light.
The power of heavenly light slowly seeped in along the lines of the inheritance bead, transforming into a slender golden light pattern, and accurately flowed into the vertical line between his eyebrows.
"I found this inheritance bead in the secret realm of the East China Sea," Xie Ziliang said as he opened his eyes, a golden light still lingering in them. "Every time I activate it, I can draw upon the power of heavenly light to temper my body. This time, when I broke through to the Mahayana stage, it helped me consolidate my realm."
Before he finished speaking, the vertical lines between his eyebrows disappeared, leaving only a faint sacred aura.
Xie Ziwei stood side by side with Xie Ziliang. She was wearing a light blue silk skirt with layers of water patterns embroidered on the hem. When she raised her hand, clear spiritual energy gathered.
"Heavenly Water Soul Tempering Technique." She whispered the spell, and a pool of crystal white liquid suddenly appeared in her palm. Tiny spiritual lights floated in the liquid, and when they fell on her fingertips, they turned into transparent ice crystals.
"This technique can purify spiritual energy." She gently sprinkled the liquid on the spiritual herb beside her, and the already fresh spiritual herb instantly sprouted new leaves. "When I broke through to the Mahayana stage, I used it to cleanse the impurities in my body, which is why my spiritual energy has become so pure."
When she withdrew her hand, the water in her palm turned into mist and dissipated, leaving only a faint moist scent.
Xie Zihan was carrying a crimson medicine basket on his back, in which a few magical herbs with flaming patterns could be vaguely seen.
He raised his hand and a wisp of red-gold flame shot out from his fingertips. The flame carried a scorching aura, which was the Golden Crow Fire Spiritual Power activated by the "Golden Crow Burning Heaven Art". "This fire can not only refine pills, but also temper magic weapons."
The flames from his fingertips gently licked the edge of the medicine basket, leaving no trace. "This time, I killed a fire-attributed monster in the East China Sea. I used its inner elixir to nourish this Golden Crow Fire. It's thirty percent more powerful than before."
The red-gold flames flowed in his palms, causing a faint glow in his eyes.
Watching the people showing off one after another, Su Xiaoya kept smiling on her face, but she felt a little tearful in her heart - Brothers and sisters, these are the secrets of the monks, they cannot be shown to others easily!
Unfortunately, she couldn't say it, at least not now.
They reported to her without hesitation because they trusted her.
She must affirm their efforts and accept their honesty. They are comrades who can be trusted with support and family members who share life and death with her!
Fortunately, when her cheap brother foolishly opened his mouth, she had the system set up a barrier to isolate everything.
There are not too many Mahayana sea monster kings in the East China Sea, and she dare not trust them wholeheartedly.
Su Xiaohe's team on the right is equally eye-catching.
Su Xiaohe wore a pink silk dress with peach blossoms embroidered on the hem. She had just broken through to the middle stage of Mahayana, and eight different kinds of spiritual energy lingered around her:
The golden spiritual power is as sharp as a knife, it is the power of the golden spiritual root;
The green spiritual energy is full of vitality, carrying the scent of wood spiritual roots;
The blue spiritual power is as flexible as water, with the luster of water spiritual roots;
The red spiritual energy was as hot as fire, carrying the temperature of the fire spiritual root;
Yellow spiritual energy is as thick as earth, and is the embodiment of earth spiritual roots;
The cyan spiritual power was as swift as the wind, echoing with the wind spiritual root;
The purple spiritual power was as violent as thunder, carrying the tyranny of the Thunder Spirit Root;
The white spiritual power is as cold as ice, which is a sign of ice spiritual roots.
Su Xiaoya raised her eyebrows slightly. This was the cultivator with the most spiritual roots besides herself who had ten spiritual roots.
The Su family bloodline is really not simple.
"The 'Spiritual Harvest Life Technique' helps me nourish my spiritual roots, the 'Mysterious Abyss Technique' stabilizes my realm, and the 'Eight Spirits Returning to Origin Technique' allows these eight kinds of spiritual energy to be freely converted." She flicked her fingertips, and the eight kinds of spiritual energy condensed into a colorful flower petal in her palm, with a golden pistil at the center. "After breaking through to the middle stage, I can finally make them work together."
Su Xiaoyu stood behind Su Xiaohe, holding a white jade flute with the words "Qinglin" engraved on the flute and a pearl tassel hanging from the tail.
"This is the Qinglin Flute. It can produce unexpected effects when used with the Yulin Immortal Technique."
She placed the flute across her lips and blew gently. Before the sound faded, fine raindrops began to fall from the corner of the conference hall. The raindrops carried a rich water-attributed spiritual energy, which, when falling on the cultivators, actually soothed their tense spiritual energy.
"When I broke through to the early stage of Mahayana, I relied on this magic to draw water from the East China Sea to temper my body, which allowed me to withstand the impact of the sudden surge in spiritual power." She put down the flute, and the rain dissipated, leaving only a faint sense of moisture in the air.
Su Xiaomiao and Su Xiaoyu stood side by side.
Today, Su Xiaomiao was wearing a green T-shirt with a few fuzzy new leaves pinned on her cuffs.
She raised her hand and waved lightly, and a leaf turned into a palm-sized emerald green bird, flapping its wings and landing on her shoulder.
"This is the 'Green Seedling Spirit Controlling Technique,' which allows me to communicate with plants, trees, and even spirit birds." She tapped the bird's wings with her fingertips, and it chirped crisply. "This time in the East China Sea, it was a thousand-year-old spirit tree that guided me to an opportunity for a breakthrough and helped me avoid several dangerous places."
As she spoke, the bird turned into a leaf and returned to her sleeve, leaving only a trace of spiritual breath.
Fu Jingjing stood on the outermost side. She was wearing a red tight-fitting outfit, and light green lines were faintly visible on her arms - that was the symbol of the wood spirit body.
"I'm practicing the Xuanming Jue." She clenched her fist, and the lines on her arm glowed green. The wood-attributed spiritual energy around her instantly became richer. "This technique is compatible with my wood spirit body, and it can quickly absorb the spiritual energy of plants and trees."
She raised her hand and pressed it against the stone pillar beside her. Tiny vines suddenly sprouted from its surface. "When I broke through to the early stages of the Mahayana stage, I sat in meditation for three days in the ancient forest of the East China Sea, absorbing the spiritual energy of the ancient trees to fill the gap in my spiritual power."
When she withdrew her hand, the vines withered and disappeared, leaving only a faint green mark on the stone pillar.
Su Xiaoya looked at Team Su Xiaohe with satisfaction and smiled. Who said women are inferior to men? Didn't Su Xiaohe, a little girl, break through to the middle stage of the Mahayana stage?
The Su Mingxian team in the middle should not be underestimated either.
Su Mingxian was wearing a dark blue robe with the Big Dipper pattern embroidered on the collar, and holding a chaos-colored bead in his palm - it was the Chaos Bead.
The surface of the bead was covered with a layer of hazy mist, making it difficult to see its specific shape, but it made the surrounding spiritual energy become particularly thick.
The Chaos Dao Art, combined with the Chaos Pearl, can simulate the spiritual environment of the initial chaos." He ran his fingertips across the surface of the pearl, and tiny star shadows emerged from the mist.
"When I broke through to the Mahayana stage, I relied on it to comprehend a bit of the law of space, which helped me consolidate my realm." When he put away the Chaos Pearl, the surrounding spiritual energy returned to normal, leaving only a faint aura of chaos.
Su Xiaoya blinked and smiled silently. It would be great to comprehend the laws of space. It would make it easier to navigate the void in the future.
Su Gaocheng stood behind Su Mingxian, holding a green long sword in his hand. The word "Qinglin" was engraved on the scabbard. The sword body was flowing with the spiritual energy of wood and water attributes, and the hilt was wrapped with dark green silk ribbon.
A snow-white crane was perched on his shoulder, holding a green lotus seed in its beak. The surface of the lotus seed was emitting a faint spiritual light - it was his contracted beast, the Ice Soul Crane.
"This lotus seed was found by Linghe in the ancient lotus pond," Su Gaocheng gently stroked the wings of Linghe, and Linghe handed the lotus seed to his palm.
"When the lotus seed entered my body, it not only helped me break through to the Mahayana stage, but also strengthened my contract with Linghe. Now we can share spiritual power."
When he put away the lotus seeds, the spiritual crane let out a clear cry, and a faint icy mist appeared around its body, echoing the spiritual energy on his sword.
Su Gaowei was wearing black armor and had an ancient war drum hanging around his waist.
The drum body is engraved with ferocious animal patterns, and the drum surface is surrounded by thick earth and metal auras, which can mobilize the power of the earth when struck.
Beside him lay a ferocious beast shaped like a tiger, its entire body covered with black iron scales and armor. It had three heads, and golden light spewed out of the mouth of each head - it was his contracted beast, the three-headed black golden tiger.
"This 'Earth-Splitting War Drum Technique' is an ancient combat skill," Su Gaowei raised his hand and struck the war drum. A dull drum sound was heard, and tiny cracks appeared on the ground.
"Every time I beat the drum, I can draw in the spiritual energy of the earth and gold elements. Combined with the power of the three-headed black gold tiger, even a Mahayana cultivator can be repelled."
When he stopped, the three-headed black golden tiger roared, and golden light spurted out from its three heads at the same time, stirring up the surrounding spiritual energy.
On the far right is the Wu clan team led by Gui Jiangye.
Gui Jiangye was wearing a fur robe and a necklace of animal bones hung around his waist. Different witchcraft symbols were engraved on each bone, and a strong witchcraft power lingered around him.
Behind him, Mu Yu's fingertips could sprout tiny vines, each covered in glittering dewdrops. Next to Mu Yu, Mu Xiaoxiao held a wooden staff, the top of which was adorned with a green gemstone that radiated wood-based magical power. On the far right, Lin Yanyan's shoulder rested a multicolored spirit bird, a magical talisman dangling from its beak.
In the third row, Feng Jingyan's body was surrounded by wind, and his hair fluttered gently with the invisible wind; Feng Yuzheng waved her witch fan, and a strong wind gathered; Wu Yefeng was surrounded by black shadows, as if he could merge into the darkness;
The white magic grass in the hands of Bai Luoluo in the fourth row exudes a healing scent; the ground under Hui Zhijia's feet is covered with gray lines, which is a sign of earth-based magic power; Hui Mengmeng has mist in her eyes, and her fingertips can trigger the power of dreams.
"The ten of us have now touched the threshold of becoming a witch god," Gui Jiangye said in a voice that carried the unique heaviness of the witch clan. "But we still need to return to the mustard seed dimension and receive the blessing of the ancestor witch before we can truly break through."
As he spoke, the animal bone necklace around his waist glowed faintly, and magic power condensed into a faint shield around him.
As for the other team members, although they did not break through to the Mahayana stage or high-level wizard, they all had opportunities and gains.
Although no one spoke, their eyes were shining as they looked at Su Xiaoya, as if to say that sooner or later they would stand at the top and fight side by side!
Su Xiaoya felt it, and her eyes swept over everyone, full of affirmation and satisfaction.
"As long as you become stronger every day than you were yesterday, you haven't let your youth down! You haven't let the sun and moon down! You haven't let your life down!" Su Xiaoya said slowly and firmly, "Every one of you is great! I believe that before long, we'll be able to fight side by side!"
“Don’t waste your youth!”
"Don't let down the sun and the moon!"
"Don't waste your life!"
“Don’t let the Su family down!”
Uh!
Su Xiaoya was deeply moved when she heard the oath that was like thunder.
However, there is also a bit of embarrassment.
She felt like she had accidentally become a pyramid scheme leader, trying to get everyone excited.
But, it's all said.
Then, say more.
Su Xiaoya's eyes were full of relief, she was just about to punch hard, cough cough!
"This East Sea training has yielded far more than expected—eleven cultivators have broken through to the Mahayana stage, ten high-level wizards have reached the threshold of wizard godhood, and the other cultivators have also made progress. This achievement is more than enough to comfort our ancestors."
Su Xiaoya paused, her tone changing slightly, "But there's one thing I'm still worried about—Yu Shuheng hasn't returned yet, along with Long Yunmang, Long Qingyao, Long Shi, and thirty other members of the dragon clan."
When the dragon clan was mentioned, everyone's eyes became solemn.
Su Xiaoya tapped the tabletop lightly with her fingertips and continued, "Senior Brother has sent me a message. Long Yunmang is holding the Thunder Dragon Spear, which can summon thunder from the nine heavens. Long Qingyao is meticulous and has a Water Control Mirror in his hand, which can control the water spirit energy within a radius of a hundred miles. Long Shi is a burly man, and he carries a jade bottle with him. The dragon essence liquid in the bottle can quickly restore spiritual power."
She recalled the scene that Yu Shuheng had passed on. "They also set up a dragon-patterned spirit gathering array. When the top-grade spirit stones in the array are depleted of spiritual power, they will automatically replenish it. It's like a permanent holy place for top-grade spirit vein cultivation."
"With this help, their strength will surely increase by leaps and bounds." Su Mingxian took over the conversation, the Chaos Pearl spinning slightly in his palm. "I estimate that at least one or two dragons must break through to the ninth level before Yu Shuheng will bring them back. After all, the strength of the ninth-level dragon clan is comparable to that of a peak Mahayana cultivator, which is a huge help to us."
Su Xiaoya nodded and turned her gaze towards the outside of the hall. "There's one more thing I need to tell everyone—Yu Wenyu just received a message from Bai Yiyi and has already gone to Qingqiu to help the new Nine-Tailed Fox clan leader prepare for the succession ceremony. Yu Shuheng and I will also be there later."
She looked at the leaders of the four teams and asked, "What are your plans next?"
The four team leaders looked at each other and reached a consensus through eye contact.
Su Mingyi spoke first, his body once again radiating a faint black and white aura. "We are all preparing to return to Funiu Mountain. The spiritual energy of Qingyuan Star is recovering more and more obviously, and the spiritual energy density of Funiu Mountain is increasing almost daily. Now, cultivators throughout the inland can feel it. A tall tree attracts the wind. Such a rich spiritual energy is bound to attract covetousness. We must return as soon as possible to take charge and protect our foundation."
"Brother Su is right." Gui Jiangye nodded, the animal bone necklace around his waist shimmering with wizard light. "The ten of us wizards must return to the mustard seed dimension to receive blessings before we can truly break through to become wizard gods."
A hint of approval flashed in Su Xiaoya's eyes: "Good! Your ideas coincide with mine." She stood up, a faint glow surrounding her.
"Because they discovered that the revival of spiritual energy would bring trouble, Kaitian Axe led the Wu Clan to move to Funiu Mountain. Now that you are back to take charge, the inland area can be stabilized."
She changed the subject and her tone became serious, "The Su family, the Wu clan, and the Dragon clan are allies who stand together through thick and thin, and we will never abandon each other!"
"Never leave!"
"Never leave!"