Chapter 25: Chapter 025: Creating the Third Primordial Spirit Chapter 25: Chapter 025: Creating the Third Primordial Spirit At a critical mont, Wusheng arrived and slew the person occupying Yuan Hong’s body with a sword. Wukong then retrieved the body and planned to use the “Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting” from the Thirty-Six Types of Transformations to extract the Primordial Spirit, reverting Yuan Hong’s body back to that of an infant. Within seven days, the body would grow again. This Divine Skill was countless tis more profound than the common Body-Snatching thod. Those who snatched bodies often struggled to adapt to their new forms, but with Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting, there wouldn’t be such effects after seven days. The caster could freely alter the ridians inside the subject’s body and reshape the innate, essentially performing an act of creation.
Yang Jian and the Howling Celestial Dog stood guard for Wukong as he concentrated on cultivating, sitting in front of Yuan Hong’s body, pondering secretly, “Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting involves extracting the Primordial Spirit into the subject’s body, then returning to the innate. I have two great Primordial Spirits, so I will guide one into it. However, by doing so, I must forsake one of the Divine Skills, either Heavenly Bead or Earthly Fiend.”
The combination of Heavenly Gangs and Earthly Fiends amounts to a total of one hundred and eight transformations, but they cannot coexist within a single Primordial Spirit without risking deviation into madness and attracting calamities. Wukong could maintain balance only because he had two Primordial Spirits. Now, to abandon half of the transformations, he was still hesitant.
“When two spells clash, could it be feasible to use diating techniques to balance them?” Wukong wondered. He still felt it was unsafe, and the thods of Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting were extraordinary. Utilizing the whole Primordial Spirit to enter Yuan Hong’s body would greatly increase success. Otherwise, losing a trace of the Primordial Spirit would be painful indeed.
Even Patriarch Subhuti, who advocated for the “Unity of the Three Teachings” and was a Great Mystic, said that neither the Thirty-Six Types of Transformations nor the Seventy-Two Transformations could be practiced at the sa ti with one Primordial Spirit. The conflicting Mana might eventually lead to deviation. Even the diating thods of Confucianism could not reconcile them. Wukong then decided to abandon this perilous thought, tapped his forehead, and displayed the Three Flowers with two venerated Primordial Spirits sitting on two lotus flowers, ditating motionlessly.
Seeing this, Yang Jian secretly exclaid in awe. How could there be a person in this world capable of cultivating two Primordial Spirits? However, he did not know that Wukong, having transcended the Heavenly Dao and retained the mories of his past life, had managed to cultivate these two great Primordial Spirits through destined encounters.
Hesitating for a mont, Wukong directed the Primordial Spirit that cultivated the Seventy-Two Transformations into Yuan Hong’s body. In a rush, he activated the thod of Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting. Since the True Qi cultivated from the Thirty-Six Types of Transformations clashed with the Seventy-Two Transformations, he could not sustain it for long. Still, it was manageable for a short duration. Indeed, Wukong’s Primordial Spirit exhibited a pained expression, seeming very distressed, yet he managed to activate the thod.
The entire Primordial Spirit entered the center of Yuan Hong’s forehead. His body had long been drained and needed gradual nurturing. Wukong said, “With focused Qi becoming flexible, can it beco an infant?” Soon, Yuan Hong’s body slowly shrank to the size of an infant, curling up inside the broken armor, looking almost like a newly born monkey.
The Primordial Spirit inside Yuan Hong’s body operated the Divine Skill and silently recited the Secret Technique taught by Patriarch Subhuti, reshaping the innate nature while absorbing True Qi.
Yang Jian exclaid, “What an astonishing Divine Skill! Is this Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting? The Thirty-Six Types of Transformations are truly extraordinary!”
He practiced Eighty-Nine Mystical Techniques as well as the Seventy-Two Transformations; his body was incredibly robust, virtually like steel and iron. Back during the Ancient Era of Deification, when battling Deng Jiugong’s daughter Deng Chanyu, even a handful of rocks thrown at his face rely sparked and he continued his ferocious assault, showcasing his impressive prowess.
People often equate the Eighty-Nine Mystical Techniques with the Seventy-Two Transformations, but in fact, the forr specifically refines the physical body, while the latter cultivates Divine Skills and Mana.
The Seventy-Two Transformations are rumoured to be passed down by Celestial Emperor Fuxi, whereas the Thirty-Six Types of Transformations are attributed to Goddess Nu Wa. Although Fuxi was also highly powerful in Mana and unparalleled in his predictive abilities, in terms of creating techniques, how could he compare to a Saint who had reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao? Learning the Thirty-Six Types of Transformations is difficult, requiring great fortune to succeed. Thus, individuals like General Tianpeng who practiced the Thirty-Six Types of Transformations rely followed fringe thods not legitimately passed down by Goddess Nu Wa.
Wukong focused on optimizing the musculature and blood vessels of Yuan Hong’s body, spending a full day to finally succeed.
Then, the infant-sized Tongbei Monkey leaped onto Wukong’s shoulder and sat down, its eyes blinking like flas.
Wukong also slowly stood up, slightly bowed to Yang Jian, and said, “Thank you, Brother Yang, for your protection. The great task is accomplished!”
Yang Jian also said, “Such Divine Skills truly seize the creation of heaven and earth, completely discarding the drawbacks of Body-Snatching.”
However, Wukong said, “There are also weaknesses.”
Yang Jian asked, “What weaknesses?”
Wukong smiled and said, “This thod of Fetal Transformation and Easy Shape-Shifting takes seven days to fully mature, whereas a body obtained through Body-Snatching can be used imdiately. The Divine Power of this incarnation is weak now; it will only reach my current level after seven days. That period is the weakness.”
“Haha, with your protection, there’s no need to worry. Seven days will pass in the blink of an eye,” Yang Jian responded after a mont, feeling that this weakness wasn’t much of one at all. In seven days, the body would grow to be just like the original form, aning that in future battles, it would be like two against one with Wukong.
Wukong pondered for a mont and said, “This incarnation has already used up one of my Primordial Spirits and is no different from my original self. If there is another ordeal like the five hundred years of tribulation in the future, I could use this incarnation for external plans.”
Yuan Hong’s body was not weak; returning to its innate state to regrow would only make it stronger. Moreover, the innate Divine Skills were still present—Tongbei Monkey’s Shrink and Grab Thousands of Mountains, Play with Heaven and Earth, Picking Stars and Catching the Moon, all Divine Skills resided in a pair of arms, hence the na “Tongbei.” Seven days later when the body had grown, Wukong could be deed invincible among Taiyi Golden Immortals, possibly even competing with Daluo Golden Immortals.
“You and I are both among the Four Great Divine Monkeys; I should grant you one more chance for creation!” Yuan Hong’s voice echoed in Wukong’s mind, “I have always retained a trace of my Primordial Spirit as a precaution against those who previously snatched my body. If you had been defeated, I would naturally have intervened, but this created opportunity we prearranged would then be lost. Fortunately, your powerful senior sister managed to slay him, and this chance of creation rightly belongs to you now!”
Wukong asked, “What creation?”
Yuan Hong then said, “I gift you another Primordial Spirit. In the future, Cutting the Three Corpses to attest to the Mixed Yuan will also be much easier.”
Upon Wukong’s shoulder, the Tongbei Monkey displayed three flowers atop its head, with its Primordial Spirit seated on the middle lotus. Within monts, a golden light began to converge on the lotus to the left, with True Qi spiraling around it, leaving both Wukong and Yang Jian astonished.
Yang Jian, having seen much and known broad, had never witnessed such a bizarre phenonon. To cultivate a second Primordial Spirit was indeed a favor from the heavens, but now it seed a third one was forming? Even the composed Yang Jian couldn’t help but envy, his eyes twitching.
The last remnant of Yuan Hong’s Primordial Spirit had lost its own essence, transforming into that of Wukong’s. Though still fragile, given ti, it was certain to grow strong.
“Huh?”
Yang Jian, dumbfounded, asked, “Is this…a third Primordial Spirit? How did you cultivate it? Teach !”
The usually desireless True Lord Erlang’s eyes seed ablaze with envy.
Wukong replied, “It was Yuan Hong who left behind a wisp of his Primordial Spirit within , prepared to counter the one who would try to body-snatch his flesh. But it also turned into a boon for . That scoundrel was slain by my older martial sister, and his Primordial Spirit went unused, thus benefiting . I have no thod for cultivating a third Primordial Spirit; even the second one was ford by a fortuitous encounter.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian could only feel disappointed. So that was the case. He could only exclaim that Wukong was indeed blessed by imnse luck.
He suddenly asked, “Just now, I heard you ntion sothing about a calamity of five hundred years; what is that?”
Wukong knew he had accidentally spoken too much. Although they too had undergone reincarnation through the Rebirth Box for over five hundred years, their mories were not preserved, only he had gained Tang Sanzang’s help to transcend the Heavenly Dao and reverse ti. Going against the harmony of heaven was a challenging task, and only by transcending could one preserve mories. Even saints found it difficult to leave behind any recourse.
“Oh… that’s a catastrophe my master said I can’t avoid,” Wukong said.
“Who is your respected master?” Yang Jian inquired.
“Forgive , but I cannot reveal that. My master despises it most when we disciples ntion his na outside,” Wukong explained.
Yang Jian pondered in his heart about who Wukong’s master could be, capable of providing him with such potent, though replicated, Magical Treasures. And who was this older martial sister Wukong called Wusheng? Despite his extensive travels through the Three Realms, Yang Jian had never co across her. Surely, Wukong’s master must be an incredibly powerful being, at least on the level of a creator.
The so-called “creator” was the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal of the Third Heaven Creation Boundary, powerful enough to establish a secret realm.
Wukong said, “This second embodint of mine still lacks a na; I need to think it over well.”
Yang Jian chuckled, “Then it most certainly needs to be sothing commanding.”
Wukong felt that spending these days with Yang Jian was not at all displeasing. Although Yang Jian was a bit arrogant, he treated those he respected quite well. How many in and beyond the Three Realms could warrant Yang Jian lowering himself to help as a protector? Yang Jian valued both strength and character in others. Finding Wukong’s company agreeable and recognizing his significant abilities, he felt that befriending him was indeed a good choice.
Cultivation was a perilous path. Without a few fellow Daoists to lend support, it was difficult to progress. Recall the formidable Shen Bao of the ancient Divine Enthronent era, who befriended many and involved the entire Sect of Interception in the fray, aiding the disciples of Yuan Shi Celestial Venerable in fulfilling their calamitous destinies.
After contemplating for a mont, Wukong said, “Let’s call him Daoist Equal to Heaven, which suits my nickna.”
“Is he not surnad Sun?” Yang Jian wondered.
“Hmm, let’s just call him Equal to Heaven,” Wukong said, shaking his head.
Both Yang Jian and Wukong couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter, and the Equal to Heaven on his shoulder joined in.
Who could have imagined that two who were like mortal enemies in their past lives could get along so well now?
Can fate be reversed?
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