Simulation becomes reality, have I ever looked down upon the eternity?

Chapter 567 Wuzhiqi's Dharma Body Dragon Tooth Peak Second Round of Competition!
You see the sharp blade of the girl in green, only half an inch from your neck.

[You are not flustered. With your current cultivation level, especially after you have refined two true spirit avatars from the Seven Treasures Mystic Book, even if Lü Qingyu were to strike with all her might, without controlling her physical body, blood, and skin, she wouldn't be able to harm you in the slightest. In fact, she herself would be injured by the backlash.]

However, although Lü Qingyu's aura was not weak at this moment, there was not a trace of killing intent in her body, and her eyes were filled with mist.

[She harbored resentment and felt wronged.]

You gently pushed the blade away by an inch. "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"

"You lied to me!"

[Lu Qingyu's voice trembled with a rare sob, "You even said you couldn't identify formations at all."]

"Senior sister, you've wronged me! When did I ever say I couldn't identify formations?"

[Lu Qingyu didn't believe it, and moved the blade of her sword a little further.]

"You still say you didn't? Today, out of the eighteen disciples of Fencun Mountain, a total of ninety people, you, Zhou Jing, are number one."

You explained, "But, Senior Sister, when did I ever say I couldn't identify formations?"

"Furthermore, I remember telling my senior sister that I would become famous throughout Fangcun Mountain in this competition."

[Lü Qingyu's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, as if she remembered what you had once said, "This sword needs no name; when I am famous throughout the world, someone will name it for me." At the time, she thought it was just youthful arrogance and didn't take it to heart.]

Her voice trailed off urgently, "But, but you..."

You sighed softly, "Perhaps Senior Sister Lü never took it seriously, thinking I was joking, or rather... Senior Sister Lü has never respected me."

[Lü Qingyu felt a sudden rush of breath and quickly retorted, "I didn't!"]

You then flicked the blade with your finger and asked, "Senior Sister, what do you mean by this?"

[Lu Qingyu's eyes were filled with grievance, "Xiao Wan'er and Shen Qingxue both knew about Junior Brother's debate on formations... but I didn't."]

At this point, two lines of tears suddenly slid down her cheeks. She stubbornly turned her face away, but her trembling voice betrayed her emotions: "I... I only found out at the very end..."

[You're in a bit of a bind right now, but appeasing Lü Qingyu at this opportune moment seems like a good idea.]

However, this is not what you wish for. After the Heavenly Emperor's treasure trove returns, you will be required to descend the mountain and return to secular life after a full five years.

My grandfather once said, "The world is vast, and a man's ambition should encompass the four seas."

[The mountains are not what you seek. A new world awaits you once you descend. You came to Fangcun Mountain for two reasons: to fulfill your grandfather's wish and to learn skills that will allow you to roam the world.]

Looking at the tearful girl before you, you finally sighed softly, "Senior sister, actually we..."

Before the words were finished, a wisp of green suddenly rushed into your arms. The soft touch made you stiffen slightly, and a faint, delicate orchid fragrance lingered around your nose.

You paused for a moment, then finally raised your hand and gently patted her shoulder: "Alright, Senior Sister."

"This was due to my oversight; next time..."

The person in my arms trembled, then whispered barely a murmur: "Brother Jing... I was too willful."

[That "Brother Jing" startled you; before you could even react, Lü Qingyu had already jumped back like a startled deer.]

She hurriedly lifted the hem of her skirt, her spirit sword already sheathed, her flying techniques erratic, her figure rising and falling, disappearing into the clouds in a few leaps.

You watched her departing figure and sighed, "Zhou Jing, Zhou Jing... you only pride yourself on being upright."

Back in the courtyard, the flowing light of the array isolated the outside world.

You sit cross-legged in the courtyard, your aura gradually becoming calm and concentrated. After these days of arduous cultivation, the "Wuzhiqi" Dharma body has reached perfection, only lacking the final step of merging essence and blood to achieve a true spiritual body.

[Looking inward into the Purple Palace, the indigo-blue ape-shaped Dharma image was churning and roaring.]

Wuzhiqi was an ancient water spirit, born with the ability to manipulate water using the "River Chart," capable of changing the course of rivers and reversing the flow of lakes and seas with a mere gesture.

You recall the ancient records: When the Human Emperor was controlling the floods, this malevolent spirit wreaked havoc, stirring up towering waves to obstruct the flow. Ultimately, the Human Emperor shot it down with an arrow, and only then did the raging floodwaters recede.

Regarding this ancient secret, various schools of thought offer differing accounts. Some say that Wuzhiqi was chosen by the True Spirit Clan as a vanguard to obstruct the Human Emperor's rule.

But regardless of the volume of the ancient text, they all record the same ending: the Human Emperor annihilated Wuzhiqi.

[You retrieved the essence blood of Wuzhiqi given to you by the Demon Lord of All Living Beings; it is a bright red blood bead.]

[The True Spirit Bloodline is indeed profound; even after a thousand years, this drop of essence blood remains as vibrant and alive as when it was first born.]

Legend has it that even the most powerful ancient spirits, with only a single drop of their essence remaining, can use it to reshape their true form.

It can be described as a rebirth through sheer blood.

[For ordinary cultivators, refining true spirit essence is extremely dangerous; at best, they die from their bodies exploding, and at worst, they lose both their soul and spirit.]

[Intricate incantations appeared in your hand, precisely the "True Spirit Contract" recorded in the "Seven Treasures Mystic Book".]

This is also the key to refining the "Wuzhiqi" bloodline.

The blood droplet transformed into a crimson ray and disappeared into the space between the eyebrows. The Wuzhiqi Dharma Image within the Purple Mansion leaped out on its own and swallowed the essence blood.

You close your eyes again, and the last glimmer of light is swallowed up by the distant horizon.

[They continued refining it until dawn, when the east was just beginning to lighten.]

[You have finally exhausted all your essence and blood. This time, refining Wuzhiqi's essence and blood consumed even more magical power than the Great Ming Peacock.]

This doesn't mean that Wuzhiqi was stronger than the Ming Dynasty's Peacock King!

[The profound mystery of the "Seven Treasures of Wonderful Forms" lies precisely in this: with each additional Dharma body cultivated, the arduous process of cleansing the marrow and tendons required doubles.]

[The number of true spirits that need to be regulated within the body will increase by another layer, making it even more difficult. If this balance cannot be maintained, the foundation of one's Dao will be destroyed by the various true spirit bloodlines.]

However, correspondingly, the tempering effect on the physical body's foundation is also multiplied.

At this moment, your bones faintly glow with a jade-like luster, and the flow of your blood produces a sound like a surging river. A gentle clench of your fist causes the air to crackle.

This is the aura that only appears after the three true spiritual bodies have been perfectly fused.

【at this time!】

A glint of light flashed in your eyes, and suddenly the sound of flowing water echoed in the air. Azure ripples spread from beneath your feet, and the pond in the courtyard seemed to be summoned, transforming into a shimmering curtain of water that enveloped you layer by layer.

[As the water curtain spun, two giant arms covered in blue hair suddenly emerged, and a three-zhang-tall true spirit dharma form burst forth from the water.]

A giant ape with a white head and a blue body.

His golden eyes flashed with a fierce light as they opened and closed, and mysterious water patterns swirled around his long, slender neck.

This is precisely the true appearance of Wuzhiqi recorded in the "Records of True Spirits".

Legend has it that this ape's power surges when it enters the water, capable of causing rivers to reverse with a flick of its wrist. The god of the Huai River once battled it, but was utterly defeated on its home turf, demonstrating its fearsome reputation.

With a slight movement of your fingers, you feel your water manipulation skills have improved. With a gentle sniff, water vapor flows, and the locations of the surrounding rivers and lakes become clear before your eyes.

Legend has it that Wuzhiqi was able to discern hydrology and geography, truly possessing "great supernatural powers and the ability to identify objects and directions," which is indeed true.

[As you made a hand seal, the giant ape's figure twisted and distorted in the vortex. When the mist cleared, a young man with a slender waist and ape-like arms stood out.] [His arm muscles were well-defined, but he had two rather prominent teeth at the corners of his mouth, which were actually quite common among humans—they were canine teeth.]

[Because the humanoid forms they refine all resemble you, they are somewhat handsome.]

However, unlike the cold, eerie, and intimidating aura of the Purple-Gold Heavenly Horned Ant, the Great Ming Peacock possesses divine talent and a dignified appearance, but instead exudes a more innate and untamed ferocity.

[Your bloodline naturally possesses a supernatural power—the "River Diagram Water Manipulation Technique."]

[This is Wuzhiqi's innate supernatural ability. Wuzhiqi also has descendants who, like the "water monkeys" in ordinary lakes and rivers, possess the ability to control water, but they only know bits and pieces of this supernatural ability.]

This complete divine power can only be fully inherited by Wuzhiqi, whose bloodline is the purest.

[By refining your essence and blood with the "Seven Treasures Mystic Manual," you are actually returning to your original state, pushing your bloodline to its ultimate limit.]

[Once you cultivate your Dharma Body, you will become a pure-blooded true spirit.]

This method not only awakens the innate supernatural abilities deep within one's bloodline, but also gains the approval and recognition of the Great Dao.

The more you comprehend it, the more profound you'll find this technique to be—having been passed down from the ancient calamities to the present day, its creator must have been a figure of unparalleled brilliance, whose true name is surely recorded in ancient texts and Daoist canons.

As for why you didn't leave your name?

[Given the ancient context, if this method had been discovered by the true spirits of that time, it would have undoubtedly unleashed a cataclysmic calamity.]

The delicate balance that already exists between humans and true spirits may crumble in an instant.

[Especially those seven true spirits recorded in the cultivation technique; they will fight to the death.]

[In ancient times, true spirits roamed the heavens and earth, and humanity had not yet come to rule this world.]

The creator of this technique was probably well aware of its dangers, which is why he concealed it within the long river of time, daring not to reveal it to this world.

[Now, after the ancient severance, a new spiritual tide has risen. The seven true spirits contained in this technique are almost extinct; even true spirits themselves have become rare commodities.]

Otherwise, the "Seven Treasures Mystic Manual" wouldn't have fallen into your hands so easily from the Ant Immortal.

Every sip and every bite is a matter of fate.

[With a light flick of your fingertips, the Dharma body of Wuzhiqi dissipated into wisps of mist, revealing your true form.]

[At this moment, the three true spiritual bodies within my body have been formed, and as my essence and blood are exhausted, it is precisely the time for my cultivation to reach its completion.]

[After refining the essence blood, your cultivation advanced again, almost breaking through the Dragon Court Realm. You have no choice but to use the "Primordial Chaos Fire House Suppressing World Diagram" to seal your cultivation once more.]

After bathing and changing, you glanced at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then stepped out of the courtyard gate.

Today is the second round of the "Star-Picking Competition," so there's no need to gather at the Shouhe Hall.

The arena and opponents for the competition were drawn up yesterday.

Currently, the Xiao Qingfeng lineage consists of only five members: Lü Qingyu, You Sanfeng, Xiao Wan'er, Shen Qingxue, and Qi Ling. Four of them were defeated in the preliminary rounds.

Today, the competition between Xiao Wan'er and Lü Qingyu will both be held at Dragon Tooth Peak, so you decide to head straight there.

[As soon as you flew away from Little Green Peak on your light, you saw several people who seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.]

"Senior brother, please wait."

Upon closer inspection, you see Lin Shuang, Xue Ruyi, and three others.

"What are you doing here?"

"We have come here specifically to wait for our senior brother. He should be heading to Dragon Tooth Peak. Could we travel together with him?"

Your gaze swept over Lin Shuang, Wei Zhi, Zhang Tong, and the Xue Ruyi sisters hiding behind you. You nodded slightly, not refusing.

Seeing this, Lin Shuang smiled and said, "I knew Senior Brother wouldn't refuse."

The group rose into the air on clouds and sped towards Dragon Tooth Peak.

[Smoke rises from your feet, your qi condenses into a sword, and your figure weaves through the sea of ​​clouds.]

The burly Zhang Tong, piloting a bronze flying shuttle alongside you, finally couldn't suppress his doubts: "Senior Brother Zhou, why forgo using magic treasures and insist on using magic to fly through the air? Not only does it consume so much magic power, but it's also slow..."

After all, in the cultivation world, flying is best achieved with magical treasures, followed by magical swords, magical talismans, and mounts, with spells being the least important.

[You chuckled softly upon hearing this, a slight thought stirring within you. Suddenly, the seemingly ordinary peach wood sword behind you trembled slightly, the unique water-like patterns of this "Innate Ren Water Peach Wood" shimmering with a faint blue light.]

It seemed to possess a spirit, flying out on its own and hovering steadily beneath your feet.

You smiled at Zhang Tong and asked, "How about this?"

【"this……"】

Zhang Tong was momentarily speechless. The peach wood sword before him was unremarkable. Although it possessed a slight spiritual quality, how could it compare to the flying swords and magical treasures meticulously crafted by various sects using divine iron and immortal gold?

He gave an awkward smile, "As long as it's handy for you, Senior Brother."

Lin Shuang, standing to the side, glanced at him and said, "Something that Senior Brother Zhou carries with him must be something extraordinary."

The Xue sisters nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, their almond-shaped eyes filled with curiosity.

You lightly trace the blade with your fingertips, a subtle light shimmering within the peach wood grain: "I suppose you could call it a treasure."

Lin Shuang blinked and suddenly asked, "Does Senior Brother Zhou also use a sword?"

The words had barely left her mouth when she froze. Recalling the last life-or-death trial, a near-certain death situation, she realized that this Senior Brother Zhou had never truly made a move. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine—after so many years as fellow disciples, she didn't even know what cultivation technique this senior brother specialized in.

Lin Shuang couldn't help but ask, "What is Senior Brother good at?"

Zhang Tong chuckled and interjected, "Is that even a question? Senior Brother is naturally skilled in array formations. Yesterday, he was the first to break through 1,300 restrictive arrays."

You shook your head and chuckled, "I'm not particularly good at anything."

That's true. If you think about it carefully, it seems you're good at everything, and precisely because of that, you don't seem to have any particularly outstanding strengths.

[In front of Dragon Tooth Peak!]

As they spoke, they arrived at the territory of Dragon Tooth Peak. As one of the top-ranking branches among the eighteen branches of Fangcun Mountain, the entire mountain range possessed a magnificent and imposing presence.

From the clouds, several precipitous peaks resemble the fangs of a giant dragon, stretching across the sky and earth—hence the name "Dragon's Fangs."

The mountain mists swirl like a light veil, through which the outlines of several pavilions are faintly visible.

[A demonic aura was faintly emanating from the mountains, and there seemed to be quite a few of them.]

This is the unique landscape of Dragon Tooth Peak.

When Fangcun Mountain was first established, Dragon Tooth Peak was specifically used to suppress and imprison demons, but it was gradually abandoned and no longer used for this purpose.

However, precisely because of this, Dragon Fang Peak has preserved the tradition of using demons and monsters to temper its disciples.

(End of this chapter)