Chapter 235: Chapter 231: Follow-up (1)
After a long mont, Hu Qi opened his eyes, suspended in the air outside.
After constructing the Taiyin Life Acupoint Map within his body, his power was now constantly increasing with every passing mont.
Although this increase was extrely slow, it was tangible and real.
The Void Power had a significant strengthening effect on both his physical body and his Divine Soul.
Coupled with the enhancent to his Divine Soul from devouring the Light of the Soul, Hu Qi quickly digested and absorbed Thick Spider’s mories, which spanned several hundred years.
At this mont, his expression was a little strange.
’Who would have thought that Thick Spider was the only true mber of the entire Earth God Hall? It had very few real disciples—just a handful of Martial Arts Family mbers—and the Inheritance Secret Martial Arts they received were all neutered versions. All the remaining Qi Dao Grandmasters were nothing but her puppets?’
Hu Qi muttered to himself.
He recalled Thick Spider’s last words: if he killed her, he would never be able to obtain the Earth God Hall’s inheritance.
It seed now that she hadn’t been lying.
After all, the upper echelon of the massive Earth God Hall was composed almost entirely of her puppets. She was the only one who truly knew the complete contents of the Inheritance Secret Martial Arts.
However, Thick Spider probably went to her grave not knowing that Hu Qi could plunder the Light of the Soul and acquire a being’s complete mories.
After all, even a Refining God Venerable could scour mories through certain Secret Techniques.
But that was only possible when the power gap between the two was imnse, a difference of at least one major realm.
Furthermore, it had to be done while the target was still alive. And mories were extrely complex things, encompassing a creature’s experiences, what they had seen and heard, and all their emotions.
So details were inevitably lost.
Moreover, after a creature died, its Light of the Soul would enter the Sea of Suru, an unstoppable process.
But Hu Qi’s Spirit Devouring Talent completely shattered this rule.
Hu Qi glanced around. The Seven-Colored Silk Threads that had originally enveloped him had all vanished without a trace.
He looked down again. His Power of the Heart swept out, effortlessly piercing through millions of tons of seawater and rock, easily locating the few remaining corpses.
However, although these bodies were incredibly tough, it was a pity that they had been mangled even further by Hu Qi’s indiscriminate bombardnt, reduced to little more than fragnts.
Even though Hu Qi had inherited Thick Spider’s mories in the field of biology, restoring them would be exceedingly difficult.
The Earth God Hall’s Inheritance Secret Martial Arts was called the [Thousand Spider Holy Profound Record].
At the Qi Blood Realm and the Martial Arts Family rank, there wasn’t much difference between its practitioners and ordinary Secret Martial Artists.
But upon reaching the rank of Qi Dao Grandmaster, one could control puppets in battle.
However, the puppets they controlled were mostly inanimate objects like wooden mannequins and chanical dolls, or they could briefly control the actions of living creatures.
After reaching the Refining God realm, however, a huge transformation occurred.
Not only could one manifest threads from the Power of the Heart and Mind to control others, but one could also refine the corpses of powerful dead experts into puppets.
The forr was temporary, while the latter was permanent.
These puppets could even act on their own, just like living people.
However, the puppets had no souls.
Therefore, to refine a corpse into a puppet and allow it to act independently, one had to sever a portion of their own Divine Soul and infuse it into the puppet.
The more powerful the puppet, the more of the Divine Soul needed to be infused.
The feeling was sowhat similar to splitting off one of your own personalities.
Thus, the strength of one’s Divine Soul determined the upper limit of the power and number of puppets one could control.
This was sowhat similar to how Hu Qi had previously used the Twisted Light to create clones, but his thod was too crude in comparison.
This Dharma Gate for creating puppets was far more perfect.
However, Hu Qi only gave it a passing glance, paid it no more mind, and turned to leave.
’Although these corpses have been reduced to fragnts, with enough ti, it might be possible to restore them and refine them into puppets for my own use.’
’If this were before, I might have considered it.’
’But things are different now. My strength is already at the very pinnacle of this world.’
’Why would I sever a part of my Divine Soul just to refine a Refined God Puppet I could crush with a casual swat? I’d have to be out of my mind. Even though the piece of my Divine Soul would eventually recover, it would still cause so short-term damage to .’
’Of course, if a Void Realm corpse were laid out before
right now, that would be another story.’
...
The atmosphere in the spacious and bright conference room was silent.
Lei Bao, ng Ke, and Wang Jing sat there, not having left.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to leave, but that they couldn’t.
Because Xuanqing’s figure was sitting there quietly.
"Lord Xuanqing, why did you help him?"
Lei Bao thought for a mont, his gaze shifting to Xuanqing who was seated to the side. In the end, he couldn’t hold back and asked the question.
Although ng Ke and Wang Jing didn’t speak, they were clearly just as puzzled by the question.
Having spent so much ti with Xuanqing, they had gained a certain understanding of his temperant.
Xuanqing was powerful, perhaps even beyond the Refining God realm.
Back when the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy Tide arrived, the path forward for Secret Martial Artists was revealed, and they were among the first to break through to the rank of Qi Dao Grandmaster.
Xuanqing had found them and successfully persuaded them by displaying his imnse power.
Then, they took action.
Only then did the two great empires, Purple Gold and Longyuan, shake hands and make peace, temporarily setting aside their past grievances to form the Xia Federation.
The two empires would never have ford the federation so quickly just because of the Black Blood Species. Only in the face of absolute power could things beco so simple.
At first, they were extrely wary of Xuanqing.
But slowly, they discovered that he had little interest in power, Inheritance Secret Martial Arts, or Spiritual Materials and Treasure dicine.
It wasn’t until later that they learned he had transford his life form, becoming a being akin to a god.
You could say that as long as they didn’t have internal strife, kill each other, or indiscriminately slaughter ordinary people, Xuanqing generally wouldn’t interfere.
He handled matters with extre justice and would never show favoritism.
As for things like Inheritance Secret Martial Arts, if he had wanted them, he could have taken theirs long ago. There would have been no need to wait until now.
"Only he has the potential to reverse this world’s predetermined destiny!"
Xuanqing said faintly.
"What did you see? Can you elaborate?"
Hearing Xuanqing’s words, Wang Jing, who had been silent, twitched his eyelids. As if he had thought of sothing, he couldn’t help but ask.
"He is an anomaly!"
Xuanqing’s tone was still level.
"What?!"
Wang Jing’s previously drooping eyelids snapped open. He stared at Xuanqing in stunned disbelief, as if he had just heard sothing utterly incredible.
The Golden Buddha Temple also had records regarding the theory of fortune and destiny.
Since ancient tis, both the Buddhist Dao and the Daoist School have delved into the ways of fate, but their thods of observation differ.
The Daoist School uses thods like hexagram casting and Divination, while the Buddhist Family believes that everyone’s encounters and experiences are determined by past cause and effect.
A person’s good deeds lead to good results, and evil deeds lead to evil results. This cycle of cause and effect influences a person’s life trajectory and circumstances.
Therefore, to so extent, it can be understood that the Buddhist Family believes a person’s "fortune and destiny" are determined by their own actions and the Karmic Force from past lives.
Take Wang Jing himself, for example. Besides being a Refining God Venerable who had broken through the Divine Barrier, he also dabbled in matters of causality.
He naturally understood that as long as a creature was alive in this world, it carried so amount of fortune.
So individuals with great fortune were even given the title of Celestial Fate People. Such people were the protagonists of their era.
Opposing them would even result in a backlash from fortune itself.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, experts who truly understood destiny would take the initiative to avoid confronting such people, and might even help them when they were in danger.
They would hope to take the opportunity to ride on the coattails of the other’s great fortune, pushing things along to gain so benefits for themselves.
These people could be called the darlings of heaven and earth. They could change the tide of the entire world, even save it. Of course, the amount of fortune each of the Celestial Fate People carried was different.
Celestial Fate People capable of saving the world were exceedingly rare, as rare as a phoenix feather or a qilin’s horn.
As far as he knew, these Celestial Fate People had appeared in several past civilizations. They wanted to save the Human Race and avoid the fate of destruction, but every single one of them had failed.
The amount of one’s fortune was, to a certain extent, a asure of how much one could achieve.
For example, a person born with a disability and a person born healthy naturally carried different amounts of Innate fortune. The latter undoubtedly had an advantage and more possibilities for the future.
However, this only represented the starting point.
Sothing like fortune was not set in stone.
For instance, the person born with a disability might study hard, get into a good school, and find a good job in the future.
anwhile, the healthy person might not work hard and instead spend their ti fighting and brawling.
After a few years, their fates could very well be reversed.
This was why both the Daoist School and the Buddhist Family often spoke of "cultivation."
This "cultivation" didn’t refer to martial Cultivation, but to a kind of self-discipline. Reading and learning, training one’s body, and interacting with others were all forms of cultivation.
One could improve their own fortune through these thods.
No matter what their pasts were like, everyone present who had managed to beco a Refining God Venerable definitely possessed abundant fortune now.
But the true Celestial Fate People were those blessed by the heavens, directly granted fortune. This fortune wouldn’t all be converted into strength. Instead, it would manifest as various opportunities and lucky chances that would appear by their side, helping them grow rapidly.
If the Celestial Fate People were the darlings of the world...
...then there was another type of person: an outsider who existed beyond fortune.
Such a person had no fortune, and thus no fated trajectory. They were called anomalies, true outsiders to the system.
These people were even more terrifying than the Celestial Fate People and simply could not be understood with common sense.
Although Lei Bao and ng Ke hadn’t delved deeply into this subject, they had lived long enough to have heard enough to understand the basics.
After listening to the conversation, their expressions beca complicated.
Just then, the air rippled, and Hu Qi’s figure appeared.
Seeing this, everyone’s eyes flickered.
’Hu Qi is back so soon. That can only an one thing: Thick Spider is dead.’
A chill ran through their hearts at the thought.
Hu Qi couldn’t read minds, so naturally, he didn’t know what they were thinking.
He wasted no ti and looked directly at Lei Bao and the other two.
"So, have you all reached a decision?"
The three exchanged glances.
Wang Jing was the first to speak.
"This old monk can hand it over, but I have two small requests."
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