Chapter 226: Ming King True Intent
As Su Yan’s voice fell, one White Bone Tiger after another pounced toward him.
He raised his hand and grabbed, pressing down the tiger head, shattering the entire White Bone body.
The attacking White Bone Tigers numbered fully a hundred, but Su Yan was undaunted and strode toward the mountain peak.
The approaching White Bone Tigers had not yet attacked before they were swept away by him, turning into scattered bone fragments in the sky, utterly unable to block his determined steps.
In the sky, tiger fiends like ghosts pounced toward Su Yan.
The malevolent energy was like streaks of cold knives, wanting to slash onto Su Yan’s body.
Su Yan raised his eyes and swept horizontally. Under the activation of the Insect Consciousness Seed, his spiritual power was like gale, destroying all the tiger fiends completely.
He stepped step by step toward the mountain peak. After the blocking White Bone Tigers were shattered, they would soon reassemble into even larger tiger beasts and attack him.
The malevolent energy began to wrap around his body like threads, bit by bit eroding his true essence and interfering with his will.
Su Yan could clearly sense the changes in his body, but his gaze was extremely firm.
Such malevolent energy, if on an ordinary disciple, would be no small burden.
But on him, it was still not enough.
Hundred Tigers Breaking the Army Seal!
He formed a seal in his hand, like a charging giant tiger, fiercely rushing toward a ten-zhang White Bone Giant Tiger in front of him.
Instantly shattering its form, turning it into sections of broken bones.
Su Yan strode over its skeleton toward the mountain peak.
One step, one kill. In just ten li distance, the White Bone Tigers Su Yan had slaughtered numbered no less than thousands. The entrenched tiger fiends were constantly worn away by his spirit, yet their numbers only increased.
At this time, malevolent energy swirled around Su Yan, almost visibly condensing into a suit of armor.
Every strand of tiger fiend energy was a heavy burden. If it were an ordinary disciple, they would long since have been crushed into a wretched state by this malevolent energy.
But on Su Yan, it instead fueled an increasingly valiant and domineering sharpness in battle.
Hundred Tigers as vassals—what was this so-called pouncing kill but mere disturbance.
Su Yan arrived at the foot of the mountain. Behind him, the White Bone Tigers had gathered over ten thousand in number. Hundred Tigers Pressing the Mountain, moreover converging the tiger fiends in mid-air into one, forming a White Bone Fiend Tiger with a hundred-meter body and eerie eyes.
Su Yan at the foot of the mountain turned back to look, his gaze calm.
One step up the mountain, and this White Bone Fiend Tiger could not come up the Tiger Mountain.
Because climbing the mountain was another trial.
However, Su Yan suddenly revealed a smile: “Using you for refining is also good.”
The Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower appeared in his palm. He sacrificed the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower, and in an instant, it grew against the wind into a hundred-meter tall tower.
True essence continuously poured into the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower, and the suppressive tower’s might grew ever stronger.
The White Bone Fiend Tiger let out a roaring sound, swinging its claws in attack. One strike was like mountain-crushing, with malevolent energy awe-inspiring.
However, the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower met it head-on, completely shattering the claw strike. Whether White Bones or malevolent energy, all were blasted apart, then the tower body turned, sucking everything into it.
The massive White Bone Fiend Tiger was bit by bit destroyed by the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower, its form crumbling, malevolent energy exhausted. In less than a few breaths, it was completely suppressed.
Insect Patterns on the tower body flowed with red light, spreading all the way to the third layer before gradually fading.
“Third-layer tower power—this White Bone Fiend Tiger is not weak.”
The Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower began refining the malevolent energy, bit by bit turning it into pure vital energy to supplement Su Yan’s body.
He withdrew the tower body, then turned to climb the mountain.
Climbing the mountain was also a trial, but instead of countless White Bone Tigers, it was intense pressure.
One step, one heaven. With every step Su Yan took upward, the weight on his body increased by a portion, and the mental oppression grew heavier as well.
This kind of pressure, even with Su Yan fully circulating his true essence, could not be reduced in the slightest—it was the purest test of physical body and will.
Subduing Tiger Ming King Body—that was a powerful body cultivation manual. Without such physical bone structure and a will firm as a mountain, how dare one covet such a manual?
One step, a hundred jin. When Su Yan reached the mountainside, the weight on his body had already exceeded ten thousand jin.
His physical body trembled unceasingly, and the Insect Consciousness Seed also resisted the spiritual pressure.
“If an ordinary disciple came in, could they really obtain this inheritance?”
For the first time, Su Yan had a doubting thought. With his own strength, it was still like this—if an ordinary disciple, they would likely have been crushed at the foot of the mountain.
His gaze showed contemplation, malevolent energy constantly gathering around him. Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed, and he had an insight.
It was both resistance and subjugation.
The Subduing Tiger Ming King Body should heavily subdue tigers. Malevolent energy swirled around his body, and on the mountain path, it had not weakened by half a bit from before—naturally, climbing the mountain was difficult.
He dispersed his mind like a million threads, entangling the malevolent energy, then dragging it into his body.
His body as a furnace, bit by bit grinding away the malevolent energy and fusing it into himself.
Immediately, his body felt lighter, and the pressure lessened somewhat.
He revealed joy, thinking to himself: “So that’s it—slaughtering tigers and cutting fiends, climbing the mountain to forge the body…”
With insight in his heart, while continuously refining the malevolent energy, the weight Su Yan bore no longer increased exponentially, and his ascending steps grew faster.
About four hours passed, Su Yan’s stamina continuously depleted, sweat soaking his martial robes. With every step, a deep footprint appeared underfoot.
The malevolent energy around him was refined by seventy to eighty percent, but even so, the weight on his body had exceeded a hundred thousand jin.
“Boom”
One step across the final stair at the mountaintop, the weight around his body released. Centered on him, the suppressed power instantly spread.
Su Yan’s body relaxed, continuously inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy to replenish his body.
After a brief rest, he looked up at the White Bone structure before him—the Tiger Fiend Temple.
Su Yan strode into the temple, the sound of his footsteps on the green bricks echoing throughout the grand hall.
His gaze swept over the entire hall, seeing pillars made of White Bones, their color ancient and simple. Eighteen beams and pillars corresponded one by one, extending all the way to the depths of the Tiger Fiend Temple.
Su Yan walked inward, seeing no malevolent energy at all, until the deepest part, where a faint dark golden light emerged, illuminating the entire hall.
He was suddenly startled. On the high platform was not a statue, but a golden body relic skeleton.
Golden bones as form, clad in black armor, left hand holding a steel whip, right hand cradling a tiger-head great seal.
Clearly a skeletal form, yet it made Su Yan see the illusory image of a stern-faced martial artist.
Martial artist golden body, true intent undispersed.
Su Yan’s expression turned solemn, immediately serious as he respectfully saluted: “Beast King Sect disciple pays respects to Ancestor Yue Tian.”
As his voice fell, there was no response.
When he raised his head to look, suddenly the world spun, and everything around transformed into illusion.
“Subduing Tiger!”
In the void, it seemed the words “Subduing Tiger” came. Su Yan’s mind had already immersed into the illusion.
Like a middle-aged man, bare-handed entering the mountains, wrestling tigers with bare hands, physical body subduing them.
From ordinary tiger beasts to ferocious calamity beasts, over years and months, in a century, how many more than ten thousand tigers had he suppressed and killed?
Yue Tian.
Su Yan recognized the man, like a bystander observing his subduing of tigers and hardening auxiliary skills. Finally one day, Yue Tian challenged a Buddhist Sect arhat.
Dozens of arhats could not match his hardening might, torrential tiger fiends converged into one, finally forming the golden body.
All insights turned into streams of light, entering Su Yan’s mind.
His whole body true essence circulated, immediately like a vortex continuously inhaling and exhaling the spiritual energy in the Tiger Fiend Temple.
Between the White Bone beams and pillars, malevolent energy turned into tiger shapes, continuously entering his body.
From Yue Tian’s golden body flew a strand of extremely condensed golden malevolent energy, merging into him.
Fully circulating thirty-six cycles, Su Yan’s whole body aura changed. Suddenly, golden light flowed inside and outside his body, like a majestic Ming King.
“Image of the Ming King, achieved!”
Su Yan’s eyes suddenly opened, true intent emerging behind him—fully eight true intents, each splitting off a portion of power at this time, severing their respective traits and turning into star true intent.
Tiger roar sounded, and from his body emerged an origin of the Subduing Tiger Ming King Body, merging into this power.
Immediately, the true intent power changed, gaining a touch of golden light. A Ming King true intent, supremely majestic and fusing White Tiger stars, gradually formed.
Ming King cradling tower, palm subduing tiger.
While malevolent energy swirled, supremely majestic, as if to cleanse the world.
【Subduing Tiger Ming King Body: 1/100（Beginner）】
“Success—not just comprehended successfully, but also condensed Subduing Tiger Ming King True Intent. Physical body strength increased by at least thirty percent.”
Su Yan finally revealed a smile. Just at beginner level it had such prowess— no wonder Hu Yangming insisted he comprehend the Subduing Tiger Ming King Body this way.
Merely the intensity of the Subduing Tiger Ming King True Intent alone, within the same tier, few feral beast true intents could compare. In Lingnan Prefecture territory, or even beyond Lingnan Prefecture, such a Ming King true intent ranked highly.
Peerless physical body, Ming King as intent—others facing Su Yan would know what the power of the Ming King truly meant.
Su Yan restrained his aura and, after rising, respectfully bowed to Yue Tian’s golden body.
Having obtained Yue Tian’s inheritance, in the earlier illusion, he had also seen quite a bit of Yue Tian’s cultivation experience and insights.
Though not a cultivation manual or secret manual, the help it gave him was no less than a secret manual—especially in how to integrate and connect all his learnings to create his own methods.
……
Outside the Fiend Tiger Secret Realm, the secret realm entrance fluctuated unceasingly. At this time, a day and night had passed. Hu Yangming sat cross-legged at the secret realm entrance, his gaze always watching the secret realm’s changes.
‘This kid’s physical body is strong, will extremely firm. The first trial, he should be able to slaughter enough tiger fiends. Refining fiends while climbing the mountain—with sufficient foundation, at least able to condense one Subduing Tiger Divine General true intent.’
Hu Yangming had his own judgment. If an ordinary disciple, given the Subduing Tiger Ming King Body manual as an auxiliary skill to cultivate, whether they could condense true intent depended entirely on fate.
Like Su Yan, perhaps unable to condense the Ming King Body, but secondary guardian true intents like Vajra or Divine General and such were not difficult.
While pondering, suddenly the secret realm entrance fluctuated, and Su Yan’s figure abruptly appeared.
Hu Yangming sensed his figure and his expression drastically changed. Only a day and night had passed—how had he come out?
He abruptly stood, saying: “Su Yan, did something happen…”
“Martial Granduncle, how did you know I condensed Subduing Tiger Ming King True Intent?”
Su Yan grinned, leaving Hu Yangming stunned.
Only to see a Ming King phantom emerge behind Su Yan, supremely majestic. It remotely bowed in salute, thanking: “Disciple Su Yan thanks Martial Granduncle for his support, giving this kid the chance to comprehend Ming King true intent.”
He had always been a smart person. He knew that although Long Qiushui had an agreement with Xiang Ge, it likely involved his own grandmaster and Hu Yangming as well, which was why he got the opportunity to comprehend the Subduing Tiger Ming King Body.
But agreeing to comprehend the Subduing Tiger Ming King Body did not mean going into the Tiger Fiend Temple to comprehend it.
For Hu Yangming to go this far was truly utmost benevolence and righteousness.
This bow was only right.
Hu Yangming took a long while to react, sighing: “Underestimated you. I thought condensing one Subduing Tiger Divine General was the limit— who would have thought you comprehended Subduing Tiger Ming King True Intent. You’re truly gifted.”
Su Yan smiled: “All luck, honored by Ancestor Yue Tian’s favor.”
Hu Yangming gave him a deep look: “In the future, if Hundred Tiger Peak has matters, help out a bit. Having obtained the Subduing Tiger Ming King Body, you count as half a Hundred Tiger Peak person.”
“Disciple understands.”
……
Returning from Hundred Tiger Peak, Su Yan finally rested a few days.
He posted a task at the Sect Affairs Pavilion, using Beast Essence Pills and Return Intent Yuan Pills and such to exchange for materials to refine Seed Aperture Pills.
However, materials for third-order pills were hard to obtain to begin with, not to mention they had already been scoured by Xia Wan’er and him once, so for the time being, there was no response.
He was not anxious, posting the task on one hand while having Xia Wan’er and Lan Yunyue help search together.
The remaining time was all used to temper the Myriad Insect Prison Suppressing Tower and Subduing Tiger Ming King Body.
Thus half a month passed, and Su Yan gathered several times with Xia Wan’er, Yuan Yi, and others.
According to Yuan Yi, in a while, the personnel for the Blood Flood Dragon Secret Realm would be finalized, so recently do not leave the sect.
Their news was quite quick. Su Yan estimated the time—a month of cultivation was indeed enough to let injured disciples recover, while also allowing competing disciples to settle down and convert competition experience into cultivation.
Sure enough, not many days later, news came from the Sect Affairs Pavilion: Tiger Ranking top thirty disciples assemble at the Beast King Peak grand hall.
Su Yan got the news and did not delay, riding his Six-Winged Blood Centipede straight to the Beast King Peak main peak.
Passing through layers of clouds and mist, landing before the hall, Su Yan stored the Six-Winged Blood Centipede and entered the hall.
At this time, over a dozen people were already standing in the hall. Yuan Yi and Suo Yunyi were among them, quietly standing to the side. On the main seat and surrounding positions above the hall sat four people.
Sect Master Chu Qidao was in the center, with Hu Yangming, Qin Lifu, and Bi Qingman seated beside in order.
Su Yan saluted and stood to the side waiting quietly.
Not long after, people in the hall gradually arrived. Two streams of light flew in simultaneously, with strong auras, drawing sidelong glances from the crowd.
From the streams of light emerged one man and one woman, both Dan Qiao True Persons.
The man had a proper appearance, upright figure; judging by his face alone, not over thirty, but his eyes were deep, clearly experienced in worldly affairs.
The woman was extremely beautiful, with a voluptuous figure, wearing a dignified long skirt. Seeing Bi Qingman, she slightly curtsied.
“Sect Master, Master, disciple arrived late.”
“Not late. Yan Yin, Mu Yu, come to the front.”
Yan Yin and Mu Yu nodded slightly and came before the crowd. The disciples saluted, calling them Martial Uncle or Elder.
Su Yan was among them, inwardly curious about the two’s identities.
Chu Qidao then said: “The Blood Flood Dragon Secret Realm opens in half a month. You thirty, ranked in the Tiger Ranking top thirty and below Dan Qiao, are suited to participate and bring glory to the sect. This time leading the team are Hundred Tiger Peak Elder Yan Yin and Shattered Moon Peak Elder Mu Yu. For any matters, look to them as the lead—understood?”
The crowd’s expressions turned solemn, joy flashing in their eyes: “Disciples understand.”
