Chapter 3 Cultivation, Breaking the Shackles
In the blink of an eye, Gu Changsheng had turned nine months old.
As a transmigrator, he was naturally different from ordinary infants. He didn’t cry or fuss and often showed an adult-like contemplative expression in his eyes.
The elders of the Gu family were not surprised by this and never treated him as a typical baby.
Whether in daily life or cultivation lessons, he received the best treatnt imaginable.
His living space, a divine island spanning ten thousand miles, was surrounded by countless powerful formation patterns, with terrifying entities secretly protecting it.
The water he drank was from the Nine Heavens Infinite Springs, with each drop worth a fortune.
The als he consud were prepared by connecting the essence of the four directions, sealing the earth’s dragon veins, and imprinting heavenly spiritual rhythms, all enhanced by countless precious spiritual herbs.
Even the spiritual plants and herbs cultivated in his palace were nourished with tribulation lightning liquid, collected by experts of the Gu family skilled in the laws of lightning, who risked their lives to gather it from deep within lightning tribulations.
This extravagance had left Gu Changsheng numb.
Who said tribulation liquid was for body refinent? The blood treasures he used for body tempering ca from ancient beasts of imnse power, captured from forbidden regions, slaughtered, and refined on the spot by the family elders.
Fortunately, the Gu family, being a long-lived lineage, had amassed countless treasures over the years, allowing them to bear such costs without significant strain.
“Although you are a Saint, possessing such vast spiritual energy is not entirely a good thing. You haven’t cultivated and thus don’t know how to use it correctly, nor do you understand the intricacies of each realm. You lack the tempering needed to achieve the strongest strength,” an ancient elder said with a smile, his face wrinkled like tree bark, as though a gust of wind could topple him.
This elder, referred to as Fifth Ancestor, patiently explained the intricacies of cultivation to Gu Changsheng.
By nine months old, Gu Changsheng could already walk and talk. Listening earnestly, he received his first formal introduction to this world’s cultivation system:
Body Refinent Realm, Qi Sea Realm, Spirit Condensation Realm, Soul Palace Realm, Earth Cracking Realm, Heaven Splitting Realm, One Return Realm…
“I understand, but Fifth Ancestor, the state I was born in doesn’t seem to fall within these realms you ntioned,” Gu Changsheng said with a puzzled expression.
Although he had never cultivated, his innate talent had granted him Saint-level spiritual energy at birth.
Hearing this, Fifth Ancestor’s face darkened slightly. This child always said things that struck a blow to others.
“You must understand that spiritual energy does not equate to strength or realm. If you faced a true Saint now, they could annihilate you with a wave of their hand. Every strong individual is forged through continuous tempering, not born invincible,” Fifth Ancestor admonished earnestly, fearing that Gu Changsheng might grow arrogant and lose himself.
This was also the concern shared by the other ancient family mbers.
The advice of an elder who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years was certainly valuable.
Gu Changsheng nodded solemnly. “I will rember your teaching, Fifth Ancestor. I understand.”
He likened himself to a bottle, filled with water but with an opening no larger than a needle’s eye. Perhaps even smaller.
This was why he couldn’t wield his spiritual energy effectively, and why a Saint-level expert with the sa spiritual energy could so easily destroy him.
“It’s good that you understand,” Fifth Ancestor said, relieved.
For the next three years, Gu Changsheng dedicated himself to learning how to utilize his innate spiritual energy.
He worked on integrating the spiritual energy he had absorbed at birth into his body.
The family elders chose not to strip him of his innate cultivation. Instead, they observed how he would pave his path forward.
If they had, his lifeti achievents might have been capped at the True Immortal level.
He would never have touched the realms of Immortal King or Immortal Emperor.
Day by day, Gu Changsheng cultivated. Surrounding his body, countless phenona unfolded.
It was as if a mysterious, vast world was manifesting itself:
Azure dragons soared, white tigers roared, vermilion birds spread their wings, black tortoises carried mountains, and green lotuses took root…
Chaotic energy enveloped him, giving rise to one strand of profound, mysterious aura after another.
The family elders observed him, their faces filled with delight and satisfaction.
“As expected of the Chaos Physique, his comprehension is otherworldly—almost demonic. The bottleneck is widening further and further.”
“Indeed. The Patriarch was correct. We can only guide him; his future cultivation must rely on his own efforts.”
“Even the Patriarch hesitates to teach him too much, fearing we might mislead his path…”
“With such a child, none of us dare to claim that our path is the right one.”
They shook their heads with wry smiles.
Excessive talent could make even the most experienced ntors cautious.
Suddenly, Gu Changsheng, seated cross-legged, trembled slightly. The vast spiritual energy within him found a breakthrough point and surged outward violently.
A mysterious feeling washed over him, his mind clear and serene.
In the next instant, his body began to radiate immortal light, coursing through his limbs and bones, bringing unprecedented comfort.
At that mont, it was as if he possessed boundless power.
“What?! The bottleneck has cracked. Is he attempting to shatter the existing constraints and break into an extre realm?”
The elders watching widened their eyes in shock.
“This child thinks his body is being restricted? But he already has the unparalleled Chaos Physique!”
“He’s not self-severing his cultivation but turning his innate power into a solid foundation. It seems his aspirations go far beyond becoming a True Immortal…”
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