447: Chapter 92 The Corpse at the Foot of East Cloud Mountain_2 447: Chapter 92 The Corpse at the Foot of East Cloud Mountain_2 Ran Hou looked up, unsure why the powerful fairy was curious about this, but still replied, “It’s the Illusory Snow Gate’s millennial legacy technique, yet only the successive sect leaders may cultivate it.
If the fairy would like…”
A struggle flashed through his eyes.
How could a sect’s inheritance be given out lightly?
But compared to inheritance, the disciples of the entire mountain were more important.
Just a few months ago, he had narrowly escaped death in a battle between two great powers, a turtle and a man, and today he was targeted by Gui Zang Valley.
If a re sect technique could trade for the fairy’s protection before his eyes, even if he would be known as the sect’s prodigal son, what does it matter if he gave away the technique?
Before he had finished speaking, he saw the fairy before him vanish into thin air.
Gone?
Ran Hou was at a loss, but at that mont, he saw another fairy appearing out of the snowstorm in an extrely slow manner.
Not gone, but invisible.
But this thod of invisibility…
Ran Hou was dumbfounded—it was their Illusory Snow Gate’s secret, the sect’s Suppressing Invisibility thod.
This…
Could this fairy be a hidden elder from the sect?
Had she returned upon knowing the sect’s troubles?
There were legends in the sect, tales of an extraordinarily generous ancestor.
“Fairy, this technique…”
“Self-created,” Su Huanian replied.
This invisibility technique had been self-created after Su He had lent her the Snow Concealnt Divine Ability several tis in the White Spirit Small World.
It carried certain divine attributes.
And the technique of this Illusory Snow Gate Sect Leader in front of her was nearly identical to her self-created invisibility technique!
Such a coincidence was almost impossible unless a woman also fell in love with a Dragon Turtle that lent her its Snow Concealnt Divine Ability, the woman also possessed the water attribute, leaning more towards ice and snow.
Moreover, like Su Huanian, she would need to grasp the legacy of an ancient cultivation thod to create such an invisibility technique.
Aside from her, only Su He had mastered this technique.
Ran Hou’s mouth dropped open in shock as if he had witnessed the most impossible thing in the world.
There are no two identical leaves in the world, nor are there identical cultivation techniques.
Thus, the woman before him—has the Ancestor Master been resurrected?
Pah!
He slapped his mouth!
Could it be that the Ancestor Master had never passed away, but had been traveling and returned today?
Such a powerful figure’s presence in All Heavens and Myriad Realms for ten thousand years would also be normal.
His breathing grew heavy.
But then he heard a thunderclap on a clear day.
The frosty voice of the Ancestor Master in front of him transmitted, “I am not your ancestor.”
Ran Hou’s mind stopped functioning properly for a mont, as he stood there frozen, not knowing what to say.
…
The Far North Icefield was a sea of ice and snow, but East Cloud Mountain was sweltering in heat, having already entered sumr.
Cicadas were “buzzing,” streams were trickling, wildlife teed.
With hundreds of sects gone, the previously tense and chaotic East Cloud had finally cald down.
A few years of undisturbed growth had made it a vibrant haven for all manner of creatures.
A herd of deer had lost their way in the forest, the nearest predators were on the other side of the mountain, and here it was peaceful and serene, with the gentle calling of deer.
Even a fawn felt safe enough to stray from its mother to frolic on the adow; eyeing the stream less than half a zhang away, it backed up a few steps and leaped.
Jump!
Jump?
The fawn was startled to find itself airborne but not landing; turning back in amazent, it saw a youth rising from the earth, arms spread wide to catch him, preventing his fall into the water.
The man had a comforting aura, and snuggling into his arms felt as secure as being beneath a mother’s belly, with no fear whatsoever.
The sense of security was intense!
Zong Sunye set down the fawn and gave it a gentle kick on the rear, nudging it back to its mother.
The fawn called out in protest, but the doe shielded it behind her, unafraid as she looked at the man by the stream.
She sensed no danger from him, only a familiar comfort that inspired an unprecedented sense of security.
With a content smile, Zong Sunye watched the deer herd, the grass beneath their feet, then lifted his gaze to the forest beyond, the rivers, the mountains.
When Green Thunder integrated him with the Mountain Soul, he woke up as soon as the fusion was complete, but only briefly before rging with the landscape and remaining thus till today.
The feeling that he was the mountain and the mountain was him fully arose; his mind could command trees and mountains, raising the forr, moving the latter, even altering the course of rivers.
However, such manipulation cost him dearly, and Zong Sunye had yet to find out how to replenish this expenditure.
Cultivation was impossible now, as he was utterly not human; his essence was the mountain itself, even feeling estranged from the na Zong Sunye.
In his heart, he felt he should be called East Cloud.
In essence, even when taking human shape, he was still the mountain, lacking internal organs, bones, flesh, and the Mind Orifice and Intention Orifice required for a cultivator’s progress.
Even his forr Lei attribute body had changed to sothing indescribable today.
Earth?
tal?
Wood?
Water?
It seed he had aspects of all, yet was none.
Perhaps his attribute was simply Mountain!
He possessed all the qualities a mountain could have.
East Cloud Mountain stretched from north to south, starting from the Illusion Sea Bamboo Forest in the north, extending to Qingcheng in the south, bordering Yunng Ze to the west, and flanking Xuan Tian Immortal Domain to the east.
Neither too big nor too small, everything lay within his view.
Zong Sunye looked in the direction of Qingyuan Gate; at this mont, the whole East Cloud Mountain Range felt only slightly less responsive near the Qingyuan Gate, slightly interfered with by the sect’s presence.
If he could grow a bit more powerful, such interference would cease to exist.
Zong Sunye beckoned, and an elk ran over.
He mounted it and rode towards Qingyuan.
Indeed, as the mountain, he could simply vanish here and reappear in Qingyuan.
But as the Mountain Divine God ventured out for the first ti, he should duly inspect the mountains.
As the elk passed, the grass swayed, and wildlife frolicked.
The elk ran without fatigue, growing sprightlier with each stride.
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