Zhong Lin looked at the half-black half-gold Golden Core in his dantian. Thunder clouds swirled around the Golden Core, which floated up and down like a mote amidst them. The power of lightning, like the rolling waters of the Yangtze River, continuously poured into it.
At this mont, various conceptions like Sword Intent, Fist Intent, Five Elents Intent, and Thunderbolt Intent inside his Golden Core took the shape of Tai Chi, intertwining yet distinctly separated, with their energies resonating continuously, transforming from illusionary to substantial.
After a while, Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, only to see lightning and storm clouds gathering in the void, roaring and sweeping wildly.
He moved his palm, looking at the endless sea of lightning: "Innate Thunder thod, punishing all beings, a great catastrophe is approaching. Now I have one more thod to transcend tribulation."
"Roar!"
The Innate Thunder Beast, flexing its limbs, slowly approached Zhong Lin, with curiosity in its eyes, mixed with a hint of closeness.
In the eyes of the Innate Thunder Beast at this mont, Zhong Lin was no longer the detestable two-legged beast that forced it into submission and made it offer up its essence blood, but rather exuded a kindred aura.
Zhong Lin reached out and patted the Thunder Beast’s horn, chuckling, "Lying down and sleeping all day, you’re almost becoming a pig. From now on, you’ll be my steed, taking strolls outside."
"Roar!"
"Don’t want to? Looking for a beating."
"Roar!"
The Thunder Beast roared again, eyes full of grievance, then nudged Zhong Lin.
"Good, that’s more like it!"
As he spoke, Zhong Lin lightly tapped the Thunder Beast’s horn. Instantly, countless lightning bolts from the endless void gathered towards the Thunder Beast.
"Buzz!"
Just like charging, the runic patterns on the Innate Thunder Beast flashed continuously. Each rune dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the beast’s aura grew ever stronger.
Zhong Lin used the "Innate Thunder thod" to stimulate the Thunder Beast’s growth, simultaneously imprinting his understanding of the thunder thod in its mind, accelerating its growth.
As Zhong Lin walked out of the great hall, the thunder phenonon in the sky had long vanished.
In the following months, besides stabilizing his own cultivation, Zhong Lin spent his ti guiding others in their cultivation, occasionally visiting so old friends, such as the Purple Cloud Sect on Island Eighty-One.
Zhong Lin’s return caused a stir throughout the Luoxing Islands. After all, he was once the top powerhouse. Having traveled outside for more than ten years, his cultivation must have advanced further, and the entire Golden Turtle Island beca lively again, attracting countless Martial Artists seeking an audience.
Zhong Lin left all these matters to Yu Jinglei, as he couldn’t be bothered to handle them himself.
...
"Senior Brother, what secrets could the Xuan Gui Continent hold?"
On the Linglong Pagoda, Zhong Lin and Shi Yunyi walked side by side toward the lowest level.
"If it were an ordinary island, why would it house descendants of a Sin Blood Emperor like you?" Zhong Lin retorted.
"Uh? Isn’t it because the Xuan Gui Continent is remote?"
"Perhaps, but there is indeed a relatively secretive place on the Xuan Gui Continent that needs exploration. Don’t rush into cultivating. Even with the spiritual objects I’ve given you, you can at most condense a Third Grade Xuandan. If you wish to surpass your ancestor, a Third Grade Xuandan won’t suffice. I’ll find a way."
"Okay, I’ll listen to Senior Brother."
As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the underground hall of the Linglong Pagoda. Using the transmission array, their figures vanished, only to open their eyes again and find themselves at the Xuan Gui Continent.
Upon stepping out of the transmission array on the Xuan Gui Continent, they both felt like fish on land, filled with a sense of discomfort and dryness.
Zhong Lin felt this most acutely. Compared to the Eastern Desolate, the Luoxing Islands were already barren enough, and the primordial qi on the Xuan Gui Continent was so thin it was almost nonexistent, nearly qualifying as a Land of Absolute Spirit.
"Every ti I return, I feel extrely uncomfortable. Nearly all the disciples who have been to the Luoxing Islands are reluctant to co back, and it’s no wonder."
Shi Yunyi frowned, enduring his inner discomfort as he spoke.
Zhong Lin scanned the surroundings. The transmission array was still in the cave. However, the cave clearly bore more signs of human activity, with a large door made of refined iron added at the entrance.
He pushed the door open.
At that mont, a figure hurried over from the distance, exclaiming with joy on seeing Zhong Lin and Yun Yi: "Zhong Lin, Yun Yi Senior Brothers, is it really you?"
A rare smile appeared on Zhong Lin’s face as well. The newcor was none other than i Weixuan.
Back when he and little Stone left Black Mountain County, i Weixuan was the first person he really got to know in this world.
"Surprise your mother surprised you, surprise indeed, Zhong Lin, Zhong Lin, how long has it been since we last t?"
i Weixuan excitedly grasped Zhong Lin’s arms, his face brimming with the joy of reuniting with an old friend.
Compared to the boyish look of yesteryears, i Weixuan had matured a lot, even growing a little mustache, which looked rather comical.
Zhong Lin put his palm on i Weixuan’s forehead and pushed him away, feigning repulsion: "Stay away from , I don’t like n. And aren’t you forgetting to call Senior Brother?"
i Weixuan’s face stiffened. He never expected Zhong Lin to start with a "I don’t like n."
But indeed, their posture was sowhat awkward, so he quickly leaped aside, loudly retorting: "Peh peh peh, Zhong Lin, you’re disgusting."
"Call Senior Brother."
"Senior Brother."
The two exchanged glances and then burst into laughter, erasing all the unfamiliarity from ten years apart with their laughter.
"Co on, I’ll have them prepare food and drinks, and tonight we won’t stop until we’re drunk."
Saying this, he dragged them out of the cave.
With the change in light, looking out, what was once barren hills and wilderness had transford into pavilions and towers, the mountain gate to the great hall, where nurous disciples could be seen walking around.
Zhong Lin wasn’t surprised, as these were long-planned. Relocating the Sword Cauldron Sect’s mountain gate on the Xuan Gui Continent to the location of the transmission array, ten years was enough to build it all.
"This is a forbidden area at the back mountain, without any built paths. Let’s head to the Main Peak."
As he spoke, i Weixuan activated his spiritual origin, spread the Red Flas Wings, and soared into the sky.
Watching the familiar flaming wings, Zhong Lin felt a little dazed for a mont.
"Let’s go!"
"Coming!"
Feeling playful, Zhong Lin didn’t fly directly. Instead, he also spread his Red Flas Wings. With a flap of the giant wings, he took to the sky, flying side by side with i Weixuan.
"Damn, are you doing this on purpose?"
i Weixuan looked at his fiery red wings, then at Zhong Lin’s scorching white wings, his face darkening in displeasure.
Zhong Lin laughed heartily; there was no helping it. Even using the sa martial arts skill, the difference in their spiritual origin realm levels and quality was too significant, making the power incomparable. After all, i Weixuan’s cultivation was still only in the Spiritual Origin Realm.
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