Chapter 119: New Breakthrough, Formless And Shapeless
However, discerning eyes could still see it.
The more silent the Guo Lu Society’s people became, the more they resembled a barrel continuously filled with gunpowder, awaiting only a final spark to completely detonate it.
That day was within a few days, either way.
Chen Shun’an was naturally also drafted as a strong laborer, following Sun Xiao, Cheng Bin, and a few others to run about, either patrolling the streets and alleys or escorting supplies to the riverbank to build dikes.
However, none of it was frontline work, and there were opportunities to slack off.
Moreover, with Chen Shun’an’s advanced age and the news of his refusal to join the Inner Department spreading like wildfire within the Wuqing Stick Bureau.
Regardless of whether others scorned, sarcastically mocked, or hated his lack of steel, at least on the surface, no one came to bother Chen Shun’an anymore.
Treating him as a transparent person.
Chen Shun’an was naturally happy with this.
That night, deep into the silence of all things.
As the last bit of Si He Fu Shi Mu was completely consumed, Chen Shun’an ignored the various strange voices and illusory sounds by his ears, remaining steadfast and unmoving, slaying the Ear Thief once more.
This time, after the Ear Thief was slain, it did not regenerate for a long time, as if thoroughly wiped clean.
Thus, an extremely subtle yet incomparably clear crisp sound burst from the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness!
In an instant, billions of fiery passions, Acupoint golden light, Houtian Qi, Great Medicine Dragon Tiger—these four True Cultivation Manuals seemed to form some kind of cycle, all emerging together, with various visualization illusions flooding in.
Chen Shun’an’s body, eyes, nose, and ears—these four senses—felt as if a thousand-jun burden was lifted, tearing open the thin membrane of external wrapping and obstruction, stepping into another brand-new Heaven and Earth.
An even more majestic and purer life breath suddenly surged from beneath his physical shell, like spring buds breaking through the soil, unstoppable.
As if blessed by a stroke of insight, Chen Shun’an immediately stood up and began practicing Movement Technique and finger techniques in the cluttered attic.
Small Trip Leg, Pointed Foot, Broken Knee Leg, the thirty-six forms of Meat Flying Immortal, then Golden Snake Coiling Silk Hand—various techniques flowed through his heart, and in the end, it was as if Returning to Original Purity, no longer bound by specific techniques.
His breathing was deep and powerful, with a unique rhythm; every inhale caused his abdomen to sink, his whole body muscles slightly contracting inward; every exhale made his lower abdomen drum-like, strength exploding fiercely from his waist and hips, transmitting to his legs!
Whoosh!
With a slight movement of his intent, his figure silently flitted out of the attic like a ghost, fully merging into the clear, cold moonlight, as if losing all weight, leaving dust undisturbed and weeds unshaken wherever he passed.
At this moment, Heaven and Earth seemed to have ‘forgotten’ Chen Shun’an’s existence.
A black cat with eyes like lamp-globes squatted on the courtyard wall, leisurely licking its fur.
But it was completely unaware of Chen Shun’an, who was within arm’s reach right before its eyes, even when it turned its head to look, its gaze alert yet passing straight through Chen Shun’an’s figure.
It seemed in its eyes and perception that Chen Shun’an simply did not exist!
After slaying the four thieves of body, eyes, nose, and ears together, Chen Shun’an discovered he seemed to have gained a new ability.
Obscuring others’ four senses, standing invisibly, Formless and Shapeless—even at close range, the other party would be oblivious.
Unless the other’s Mental Strength or Realm was higher than Chen Shun’an’s.
First it was Extreme Speed, relying solely on absolute speed to leave before others could notice.
Now it was this Formless and Shapeless, directly deceiving, even tampering with others’ four senses…
With the vast world, where could Chen Shun’an not go?
Chen Shun’an seemed to think of something, muttering to himself inwardly.
This really tests Chen Mou’s moral bottom line.
Chen Shun’an silently dispersed his intent, revealing his figure.
The black cat suddenly saw a person appear out of thin air before it, immediately bristling, letting out a shrill wail, scared shitless, and fleeing in a puff of smoke.
“Slaying Four Thieves, opening Tiger Tendon Leopard Vein and Mud Pill, plus concurrently cultivating《Golden Snake Coiling Silk Hand》, visualizing the Coiling Serpent Around Pillar Diagram, my Qi and Blood Strength already surpasses fellow Realm cultivators by a notch…”
Chen Shun’an’s gaze flickered as he murmured,
“I wonder how I compare to Lu Jing, Red Fifth Master, and the others? Could I beat Tian Xuan Saint?”
“No, after all, it’s not a cross-Realm upset; there’s still some risk, more or less. Not enough yet; I need to Slay Five Thieves, Slay Six Thieves, even reach Martial Dao Grandmaster.”
After obtaining the visualization diagram of《Golden Snake Coiling Silk Hand》, perhaps due to his Root Bone being reforged, plus opening the Mud Pill and gradually Returning to Innate, whether in terms of Physique or Mental potential, Chen Shun’an could be called a Heavenly Pride monster.
Thus, with almost no turbulence, he visualized in his Sea of Consciousness a coiling serpent like a heavenly pillar, blotting out the sky.
The《Meat Flying Immortal》’s Six Sceneries Rotation True Cultivation Manual distinguishes the Six Thieves, manifesting them separately; even if fully cultivated, it’s merely simultaneously visualizing six True Cultivation Manuals, ingenious and expressive, progressing from shallow to deep.
Yet this Coiling Serpent Heavenly Pillar Diagram fantasizes the serpent defying heaven, looking down from above, treating the Six Thieves as six snakes to devour and refine.
The intents of the two are utterly different.
Thus, Chen Shun’an concurrently cultivating《Golden Snake Coiling Silk Hand》 actually filled gaps and complemented, refining some hidden acupoints, dark meridians, and obscure intent places.
“The remaining Tongue Thief and Mind Thief are the two hardest to slay among the Six Thieves.”
“Tongue pressed against the hard palate, mouth generating saliva, endlessly swallowing, can be seen as Great Medicine Precious Pill, a manifestation of the body’s Qi rising upward—this Tongue Thief is even more closely tied to the body’s treasures. I’ve heard some old Daoist Priests study diligently their whole lives, only cultivating a mouthful of Saliva Essence Precious Liquid sufficient for Longevity.”
“As for that Mind Thief, no need to say more—it’s the root of the wild mind and wandering thoughts, all stray thoughts’s source. But the Wuqing Stick Bureau’s Treasury, those ‘Stone Immortal Peach’, ‘Changyao Pine Scented Rice’, are quite beneficial for slaying Tongue Thief and Mind Thief… Looks like Chen Mou should make a move and fight for it.”
Chen Shun’an pondered silently.
However…
Chen Shun’an silently looked at his arm.
As his Realm continuously elevated, the mutation inside his body like a Flesh Ganoderma became increasingly obvious.
Beneath his skin, something seemed to wriggle slowly, an indescribable swelling sensation appearing and disappearing.
As if something was about to burst out from Chen Shun’an’s body at any moment.
……
Yanziwu Back Mountain.
In the depths of clouds unknown, a solitary peak pierced the sea of clouds.
One side Steep Mountain, one side Deep Ravine, dotted in between with a few Daoist huts and ancient temples, but incense sparse, unrepaired, weathered by wind and rain.
At this time, atop the Steep Mountain, Tian Xuan Saint wore coarse hemp clothes, barefoot stepping in the vegetable garden, carefully watering a few emerald green Vegetable Seedlings.
Not far away, a few thatched huts built against the mountain, with an old Cushion placed at the east-facing door.
An ancient Whisk lay horizontally upon it, its myriad tail hairs scattered and drooping, actually wriggling slightly like hair strands, silently burrowing deep into the Mud.
“Saint, Wuqing County Yamen has exposed the rebel corpses, established Wuqing Stick Bureau; they say… beneath Banye Ferry Crossing hides a Great Demon!”
Outside the vegetable garden, two people with awe on their faces bowed standing in the mud.
One of them had a flushed face, pot-bellied, wearing a black satin Jacket, topped with a melon-skin hat, his face always smiling, involuntarily inspiring Intimacy.
This person was the new Landlord taking over Wanlong Storage Room, Huang Xing, originally a wealthy merchant from Tongzhou City specializing in Canal Transport Polished Rice.
After Zheng Shicheng’s death, he spent money to buy the post, pulled strings, and rose to power.
And standing beside him was a man over fifty, beardless under the chin, with fine Skin tenderer than a woman’s.
His skin maintained even more delicately than a woman’s, he was the Shopkeeper of Jiulong Pounding House, named Guan Sheng.
Huang Xing said warmly: “In the past, when brothers’ corpses hung in the market, Red Fifth Master would surely go seize them; at that time, Saint can leave this place—auspicious.”
Guan Sheng also took the chance to speak: “Yes, but Saint, that underwater Great Demon is after all a major threat; if it truly stirs river waves, demon clouds like tides, it’s a catastrophe for Wuqing County’s people. I wonder if Saint has a method to slay the demon…”
Tian Xuan Saint set down the Gourd ladle, indifferently saying,
“Red Fifth Master is iron-hearted and stubborn; he won’t go. Not only that, he’ll restrain the rest, strictly forbidding entry into the county to seize corpses. As for the Water Demon… I have my own plans..”
The two exchanged a glance upon hearing this, both seeing helplessness and confusion in each other’s eyes, not daring to say more, only silencing and lowering their heads.
“I called you here today for other instructions.”
“Please instruct us, Saint.”
Tian Xuan Saint said: “The one who seized the Azure Gang Yang Huo Matches is basically confirmed, hiding in Wuqing County’s Water Station, perhaps just an obscure rat. Since hard tactics won’t work, use soft ones.”
Tian Xuan Saint’s eyes cooled slightly.
“After returning, openly or covertly, infiltrate the Water Station, even support our people to become Wellhead—not afraid of no way to force him out.”
Huang Xing showed difficulty, saying: “But Saint, Water Station has a messy crowd; even if we fake the Wellhead, screening one by one is like fishing a needle from the sea—no way we… kill them all?”
Tian Xuan Saint’s lips curved in a faint indifferent smile.
“Heh, Immortal Fate Users either suffer Fate backlash and die violently, or soar to the skies and stand out—can’t hide, can’t conceal. At that time, bring him before me; I’ll handle it personally.”
“Yes!”
“We obey Saint’s order!”
The two cupped hands together in acknowledgment.
“Right, I’m short a Medicine Boy; the person you found, have you found him?”
Tian Xuan Saint suddenly asked.
“Of course. This person is the master of Thick Earth Martial Arts School, Shi Yue, First-rate Realm, with a Pile Gold Accumulate Jade Fate… Men, bring him up!”
Guan Sheng clapped behind him; two big men in Tight-fitting Clothes lifted a Sack up and tossed it into the vegetable garden.
“Fine, you all withdraw.”
Tian Xuan Saint’s voice was not loud, yet carried an unquestionable authority.
The group hastily descended the mountain and left.
Tian Xuan Saint walked to the Sack, her fair hand lightly brushing; the Sack split open with a sound.
“Kill—!!”
With a explosive roar, Shi Yue’s burly frame suddenly erupted!
His eyes blood-red, his profound Qi Strength operating madly without reserve, gathering whole-body power, he fiercely punched toward the face of the person before him!
This is… that Saint?
Seeing the woman before him, Shi Yue was slightly dazed.
He had been ordered to patrol around Bewitching Bay, somehow suddenly ambushed, dosed with Soft Tendon Powder, losing consciousness.
Fortunately, his Cultivation was deep, his practiced Cultivation Method poison-resistant and enduring; he had quietly awakened, waiting for the moment the enemy opened the Sack to strike.
But unexpectedly, it was Tian Xuan Saint behind it?
Why?
Crack!
Yet without seeing Tian Xuan Saint move, Shi Yue’s four limbs suddenly broke, twisting in a chillingly eerie arc.
“Ah!! My legs!! You demon woman, I’ll fight you!!” Shi Yue screamed.
Tian Xuan Saint’s gaze was gentle, even pitying; she raised her hand in a palm push, an invisible Qi Strength instantly severing Shi Yue’s madly surging Qi and Blood, locking it firmly inside him.
Mud flipped open; Shi Yue was buried alive in the vegetable garden, only his head exposed outside.
The surrounding emerald Vegetable Seedlings’ roots seemed to instantly gain life, rustling as they broke through the soil.
Precisely piercing into Shi Yue’s Dantian, wrapping the heart, even coiling upward to probe deep into the marrow, greedily absorbing the crimson Qi and Blood.
All absorbed life essence was continuously conveyed through the tail hairs buried in the soil to that ancient Whisk.
Shi Yue’s eyes immediately became dull and lifeless, soon covered and concealed by the lush Vegetable Seedlings.
Tian Xuan Saint, seeing this, showed joy,
“Good Medicine Boy, good child; you must take good care of my vegetable garden.”
With that, she no longer looked at Shi Yue, now a Medicine Boy, and slowly walked to the Cliff edge, her gaze deepening as she looked toward the Deep Ravine below.
