Starry Sky Professional Directory 107
Chapter 107: Nascent Soul (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Fang Xing held the ‘Myriad Laws Decree’ in his hand.
This token, a gift from the generous Chen Yi, was enveloped in a thick aura, even feeling like it might fly out of his hand.
The source of this attraction was this bronze cauldron!
“Hmm?”
Fang Xing circled the cauldron, suddenly noticing something amiss.
On the back of the cauldron, there was a thumb-sized recess, remarkably similar in shape to the Myriad Laws Decree in his hand.
Click!
He pressed the Myriad Laws Decree onto it. The token and the cauldron merged seamlessly!
A flash of light, and the gaps at the edges vanished.
The token had completely fused into the bronze cauldron!
Boom!
The next moment, numerous inscriptions on the bronze cauldron suddenly lit up, densely packed like golden scriptures, rushing into Fang Xing’s forehead.
“Ugh…”
Fang Xing groaned, his spiritual energy in his Niwan Palace instantly expanding defensively, yet he didn’t suffer any impact.
Instead, a set of incantations appeared in his mind, detailing how to refine this ‘Myriad Transformations Cauldron’.
Excellent!
According to the incantations, this treasure was called ‘Myriad Transformations’, a coveted treasure among cultivators!
But Fang Xing blinked, suddenly speechless: “Wait… I don’t have any magical power, so what am I supposed to refine?”
“However, if this ‘Myriad Transformations Cauldron’ were known to cultivators, they would probably go crazy with envy!”
His expression became incredibly complex.
In the cultivator world, the art of refining treasures included: first-order magical instruments, second-order spiritual instruments, third-order magic treasures, fourth-order spiritual treasures…
Magic treasures could only be used by Nascent Soul cultivators, and spiritual treasures could only be wielded by Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
But the ‘Myriad Transformations Cauldron’ transcended spiritual treasures in rank!
‘No! This is not a spiritual treasure, nor is it above the fifth order, it’s a unique treasure!’
A unique treasure had no rank; it could be used simply by inputting magical power.
However, in terms of rarity, the ‘Myriad Transformations Cauldron’ was clearly no less precious than any fifth-order treasure, perhaps even surpassing them.
…
Just as Fang Xing was lost in thought, a sudden change occurred!
Click!
Next to the white jade coffin, a third-order talisman spontaneously combusted without any wind, turning to ashes.
The ‘corpse demon’ lying inside opened its eyes!
“Damn it!”
Fang Xing moved like a fleeting shadow, instantly arriving before the ice coffin, pressing his palm down.
Roar! Roar!
Amidst a dragon’s roar, a golden dragon head appeared, plummeting downwards.
The figure opened its eyes, a pair of bright eyes seemingly filled with anger, yet it possessed no resistance, its dantian restrained by Fang Xing’s palm.
“Hmm? This magical power fluctuation… it’s like a Qi Condensation cultivator?”
Fang Xing was initially startled, then a slight pain shot through his brow, his facial muscles contorted, feeling his body turning to stone, becoming completely immobile…
“This is… a psychic attack!”
In his Niwan Palace, spiritual energy surged, the four realms manifesting, beginning to neutralize the psychic attack.
“Such a powerful psychic attack, far exceeding a Qi Condensation cultivator… no, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator couldn’t do this to me…”
A sudden realization struck Fang Xing.
Blue Star martial artists excel in mental willpower. In other words, they can even withstand the pollution of the Evil God’s followers, let alone the mere psychic attack of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
But this time, he felt intense pain in his brow, his body becoming immobile…
The sheer power of this psychic attack was far beyond Foundation Establishment level…
“Nascent Soul-level psychic attack?!”
Fang Xing’s eyes widened.
“Youngster…”
The young man’s eyes fully opened: “To withstand my psychic attack, you have reason to be proud…”
His speech was old-fashioned, still in the language of the cultivator world, yet with an ancient flavor.
Fang Xing, who had almost perfect scores in extraterrestrial language and culture courses, instantly analyzed many things.
The next moment, he silently chanted the Mahābhote-like Chant, visualizing a crimson sun rising from his sea of consciousness.
This instantly restored his mobility. He didn’t hesitate, unleashing his palm’s strength, causing the figure in the coffin to suffer internal organ rupture and severed meridians… dead beyond death!
“You…”
Blood flowed from the young man’s mouth and nose, his breath instantly ceasing.
He simply couldn’t believe that he would encounter such a ruthless person!
No, rather, upon awakening, he would encounter such an extraordinary individual!
Not only did this person not fear his psychic attack, but they could also instantly break free, and without a word, destroyed the vessel he had spent years planning to possess!
Having achieved his goal, Fang Xing immediately retreated, a laser gun already appearing in his hand, surrounded by dragon shadows for protection.
Within the coffin, a mass of green light emerged from the boy’s corpse.
Inside the green light was a strange green baby!
Only the size of an adult’s fist, completely naked and emaciated, yet with a single horn on its forehead.
Though appearing like a baby, its face was that of an adult. Its gaze toward Fang Xing was full of resentment: “Youngster, you dare destroy my vessel? I’ll make you pay with your life!”
Before the words finished, a laser had already pierced the green baby.
“No, it’s an afterimage…”
Seeing this, Fang Xing was startled, realizing the laser gun hadn’t hit its target.
Before him, the void fluctuated, and the green baby reappeared.
“Teleportation?”
A thought flashed through his mind, and he saw a ferocious expression on the green baby’s face as it actively burrowed into his forehead!
Within the sea of consciousness!
A green Nascent Soul appeared, the single-horned, green-skinned baby widening its eyes in astonishment: “Impossible… how can you be a mortal without spiritual roots?”
This was even more shocking than the destruction of its previous vessel!
What followed was a feeling of impending doom!
It had clung to life using secret techniques, waiting for a suitable vessel to possess.
But now, its vessel was destroyed, and its Nascent Soul body, achieved through secret techniques, was unstable.
If it couldn’t immediately receive nourishment, it would quickly perish.
Scanning its surroundings with its psychic power, it found only Fang Xing!
It had thought the other party was a cultivator, regardless of their spiritual root aptitude.
But unexpectedly, this person was merely a mortal martial artist!
Without spiritual roots, possession was impossible, wasn’t this fate conspiring against him?!
“No, why could a mere mortal martial artist withstand my ‘God-Killing Sting’?”
With unwavering resolve, tempered countless times, it immediately thought more: “This person has secrets; I must try to seize them to replenish myself!”
But before the green baby could do anything, within the sea of consciousness, a crimson sun rose brilliantly!
“Mere mortal!”
The green Nascent Soul looked arrogant. Its Nascent Soul body was the supreme achievement of the immortal path, even if it was temporarily obtained through secret techniques, it was extraordinary.
In possession battles, it feared nothing!
Unless it encountered a Nascent Soul of the same rank, or a higher-level Transcendence cultivator, it simply couldn’t imagine anything that could defeat its Nascent Soul within the sea of consciousness!
But the next moment, it regretted it.
Light!
Endless brilliance emanated from the crimson sun.
The boundless power of the sun imprisoned, enveloped, and then… burned the green Nascent Soul!
Roar!
Terrible crimson flames blazed on the Nascent Soul body.
The pain of the burning soul made the Nascent Soul scream: “Ah… what kind of flame is this? Great Sun True Flame? Solar True Fire? Ancient Toxic Flame? Why is there such a spiritual fire in your sea of consciousness?”
Unfortunately, it wouldn’t get an answer from Fang Xing.
The sun ignited the Nascent Soul, becoming even more dazzling, its light overwhelming, completely engulfing the Nascent Soul…
…
In the outside world.
Fang Xing sat cross-legged, cursing: “You damn thing, why did you run into my sea of consciousness? Were you trying to die?”
He was well aware of the characteristics of the Mahābhote-like Chant’s furnace.
He even didn’t want the Mahābhote-like Chant to improve.
But this time, it was the other party who had delivered itself, forcing him to burn and consume everything!
“If you hadn’t entered my sea of consciousness, I wouldn’t have used this move… because the Mahābhote-like Chant’s improvement is too great, the hidden dangers are too high…”
Fang Xing sighed, now only able to watch the Mahābhote-like Chant’s proficiency rapidly increase in the attribute bar!
10!
20!
…
90!
100!
In an instant, the Mahābhote-like Chant went from ‘Beginner’ to ‘Proficient’!
The proficient level Mahābhote-like Chant gained an additional ability: it could absorb fragmented information while burning external evils!
In Fang Xing’s mind, fragmented pieces appeared, like watching a movie, giving him a fleeting glimpse of this cultivator’s life:
“I am Myriad Laws… no, I am Wang Daogen… I was born in the barren land, Dahe Town, Erqing Village…”
“I was extraordinary from a young age, with amazing aptitude, whether it was farming, hunting, or fishing and medicine… I learned everything quickly and mastered it immediately… Growing up, I obtained a martial arts manual, ‘Black Tiger Strength’, and directly attained innate martial arts, even glimpsed the realm beyond innate…”
“After achieving great success in martial arts, I saw a broader world… that of cultivators who could ascend to heaven and descend to earth, with long lifespans!”
“Cultivators must have spiritual roots… I used a little trick to obtain a Spirit Testing Symbol, only to discover that I had only a low-grade miscellaneous spiritual root…”
“I found a cultivator sect, named ‘Myriad Laws Sect’. Although my aptitude was low, my understanding was excellent, and my temperament was exceptional. Therefore, I still passed the test and became a sect’s errand disciple…”
“Ten years later, I barely broke through to the mid-Qi Condensation stage, finally understanding what having a low-grade spiritual root meant… But I didn’t give up, shifting my focus to spells. In less than three years, I mastered the five elements spells. Another three years, I comprehended wind, thunder, ice, and other unique spiritual root spells. Three more years, I created my own spells, becoming proficient in everything, and finally made a name for myself in the grand competition, winning first place and entering the inner sect, earning the nickname—’Myriad Laws Master’!”
“I wanted to reach Foundation Establishment, but the sect used my low-grade spiritual root as an excuse to hold back my Foundation Establishment Pill. In a fit of anger, I fled the sect, and through a fortunate encounter, obtained the treasure ‘Myriad Transformations Cauldron’… Successfully reaching Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, I returned to the sect, exterminating my enemies, enjoying revenge for hundreds of years, known as ‘Myriad Laws Superior’!”
“My lifespan is nearing its end, but limited by my aptitude, I have been unable to refine my Nascent Soul… I hate it! If I had a high-grade spiritual root, or even a mid-grade spiritual root aptitude, why did I waste so much time at the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages? Leading to the difficulty in forming a Nascent Soul?”
“If given enough time, I would surely have achieved Nascent Soul!”
“So… I secluded myself in a secret realm, pondering ways to improve my spiritual root…”
(End of Chapter)
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