Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 969 Divine Spiritual Nascent Soul

"Just how strong is my grandfather?" Zhang Chulan cried out inwardly upon seeing this.

He knew all too well what his grandfather's last battle was like: a siege by numerous important figures and sect leaders, all while suffering from the Dan Shi poison, yet he suppressed the poison and killed a whole group of sect leaders, even managing to destroy three sects to the point of collapse, forcing them to merge into one.

"What are you staring at!"

Fortunately, Ma Xianhong had many magical artifacts. He released black and white puppets to barely hold them off for a while, then grabbed Zhang Chulan and ran.

Zhang Chulan became much more awake after being pulled. He shook his head and held the jade pendant on his chest in his hand. "Old Ma, if I lose consciousness later, remember to help me out. Also, don't touch me with your Qi, lest you accidentally hurt me."

"You still have cards?" Ma Xianhong couldn't help but feel fortunate about his tech-geek nature. The two of them were managing to stay afloat in the mountains and forests, relying on the trees and terrain. If this were an open field, they would have been finished long ago.

"Let's try anything, even if it's a dead end." Zhang Chulan thought of what He Songling had said to him in the main hall of the Celestial Master's Mansion that day. He stuffed the sky-blue jade pendant into his mouth, chewed it up with a "crunch".

The moment the jade pendant shattered, Zhang Chulan felt a strange energy flow down his throat, through his dantian, and then spread to his limbs and bones.

He suddenly felt a bright light before his eyes, and then it seemed as if his mind was immersed in a sky-blue sea of ​​Qi.

A gigantic nascent soul appeared before my eyes.

"What the hell is this?" Zhang Chulan stared dumbfounded at the thing in front of him, and couldn't help but doubt: "Could this really be something my grandfather left me? Could it be that that bastard Ling changed it again?"

Thanks to He Songling's antics, many things that highly skilled supernatural beings could do are now all attributed to "divine intervention." Indeed, He Songling is the only person throughout history who has made people associate the words "divine intervention" with "spiritual intervention."

Zhang Chulan's mind couldn't immerse itself in this scene for long. Just as he was about to see what words were engraved on the sky-blue nascent soul, he felt the surrounding environment shake.

Looking closer, it seemed like a surveillance screen, and he was watching his own body from the perspective of an observer.

This feeling is very familiar. After the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, He Songling also beat him into this state in the main hall of Longhu Mountain.

The difference is that back then, He Songling was controlling his body, and he was completely like a remote controller. Now, however, another consciousness has been implanted in his mind, and this consciousness is driving his body's actions.

"what?"

With his eyes glowing blue, Zhang Chulan first looked at his hands, then at the people chasing after him. He raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of lightning, shattering a tree branch. This forced someone who was about to pounce on the branch to fall and find another place to land.

Then, he channeled his Qi again, and golden light burst forth from his body like an explosion. After the explosion subsided, it seemed as if his whole body was burning with flames.

"Fuck, don't!"

Zhang Chulan subconsciously tried to stop this behavior within the space. This was a magical technique that He Songling had modified for him after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, allowing the Golden Light Mantra to unleash power and hardness far exceeding the normal Golden Light Mantra through an explosion and combustion.

The downside is that it consumes too much Qi. He Songling's grandson, the modified Golden Light Technique, although it resembles the original Super Saiyan, has a feature that is not sustainable and leaks Qi very quickly, much like Super Saiyan Blue.

Even with his modified meridians, Zhang Chulan, who could circulate his Qi ten times more efficiently than before, still couldn't sustain this "Super Saiyan" style of combat for an extended period. He had originally intended to save it for last, hoping to escape by sheer luck, but he hadn't expected this little blue guy to activate it for him right away.

"Ha!" The little blue man, clearly feeling his strength had increased, roared happily. He then pushed out several bolts of lightning with his hand, but they were all blocked and couldn't even stop the people from advancing.

"what?"

"It's over!"

Zhang Chulan let out a painful wail.

He seemed to have forgotten the most crucial thing: these two skills were taught to him in stages by He Songling.

At the time when the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony had just ended, it was clear that after the Nascent Soul figure took control of his body, he was indeed able to make his original abilities stronger. Whether it was the Golden Light Mantra or the Thunder Technique, even the speed of Qi circulation and the cultivation of life force had been slightly improved.

The problem is that his biggest trump card now is no longer the methods he used to use, but the electromagnetic induction that He Songling had just taught him.

This isn't traditional metaphysical stream of consciousness; it requires substantial knowledge and imagination.

In other words, his previous methods were entirely traditional metaphysics, a kind of innocent, stream-of-consciousness fighting style that this Nascent Soul, which had little independent consciousness, could use very well, even exceeding its usual limits.

But if it's a fighting style that requires thought and knowledge, even a Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how naturally gifted, can't do it. Even Feng Baobao, with her immortal body, would have to learn all the modern knowledge, like car repair and bricklaying.

Now, Zhang Chulan's body was like Kakarot being possessed by Captain Ginyu, unable to unleash his full power.

"That's not right, you have to do it like this..."

Seeing the Nascent Soul cultivator perform a simple lightning spell with his own body, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but want to offer guidance. Unexpectedly, as soon as he had this thought, his body seemed to move accordingly, and a bolt of alternating current shot out, charring the foreign mercenary who had initially thought Zhang Chulan was incompetent.

"So it's possible to link up?"

Zhang Chulan was overjoyed.

In the original novel, Zhang Chulan had to fall into a coma and relinquish his primary consciousness in order for his nascent soul to take the lead. Moreover, at that time, Zhang Chulan's soul was weak in the primary part and strong in the secondary part. Using the divine nascent soul was a last resort, otherwise it would cause great harm to his body.

But things are different now. Although the situation isn't great yet, it's improving. Zhang Chulan isn't under as much mental pressure because He Songling's appearance has removed him from the spotlight, preventing him from being overwhelmed by the pressure and from wanting to wake up.

At the same time, his physical combat strength is much stronger than in the original work, and his nascent soul did not enter by taking advantage of a weakness, but was refined by He Songling and used according to the method of use.

This allows Zhang Chulan to control his own body to a certain extent.

"That's fine!" Zhang Chulan knew he still needed some tacit understanding with this Nascent Soul cultivator, so he strongly transmitted his thoughts in his mind: "I'll be in charge of the lightning techniques, you'll be in charge of the Qi circulation and your other methods!"

Zhang Chulan didn't believe that what He Songling specifically said could be used as a trump card was simply to make better use of thunder magic and golden light spells.

(End of this chapter)