Reincarnation Immortal Venerable: Starting from the Ninety-Nineth Incarnation

Elder Chaohua stood still, her expression unchanged, with no spiritual energy fluctuations around her.

Shi Dazhuang's powerful punch was nothing more than a gentle evening breeze in his eyes, causing no ripples.

Only when the fist was less than half an inch from his chest did he slowly raise his right hand, the movement as casual as brushing dust off his shoulder, yet his palm held a mountain-like strength, remaining completely still.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud exploded, and shockwaves surged in all directions. The surrounding bamboo was bent over, and bamboo leaves fluttered down, instantly forming a thin green carpet that felt soft underfoot and carried the refreshing coolness of the bamboo.

Shi Dazhuang felt as if his fist had struck the ancient black iron, his entire arm went numb, his knuckles stiffened, and he involuntarily took two steps back, his eyes wide and his mouth agape, as if he had seen a stone bloom.

He exerted all his strength, but the elder did not move an inch or even frown.

Shi Dazhuang scratched the back of his head, his eyes filled with almost overflowing admiration as he looked at the elder.

"Give it your all, don't hold back." Elder Chaohua smiled, her tone full of approval. "Your physical body is more solid than I expected. Put in a little more effort and let me see your limits."

Shi Dazhuang gritted his teeth, holding back a surge of energy. He held nothing back, letting out a low shout. Though his body was devoid of spiritual energy, his muscles were taut like a fully drawn bow. He threw another punch, this time with several times the force. The bluestone beneath his feet trembled slightly, cracks spreading as the fist, carrying a savage force, hurtled straight towards the elder's face.

This punch would break the bones and shatter the Qi Sea of ​​an ordinary mid-stage Opening Mansion Realm cultivator. Even a late-stage Opening Mansion Realm cultivator would have to dodge it; no one dared to take it head-on.

Elder Chaohua remained calm, casually deflecting the fist with a flick of his wrist. This time, only a crack appeared in the bluestone beneath his feet, and a wisp of Transcendent Realm spiritual energy rose around him; it was merely a force he used to deal with casually.

"Not bad, as expected, you didn't disappoint." Elder Chaohua withdrew her hand, turned to Elder Ruoxue and raised her chin, "It's your turn. Test how much impact this child's body can withstand."

Elder Ruoxue nodded and stood up, walking to the opposite side of Shi Dazhuang. Her expression was serious: "Dazhuang, I will attack you. You don't need to dodge or resist. I won't hurt you; I'm just testing your physical strength."

Shi Dazhuang blinked, then looked at Li Yanzhou with hesitation.

Li Yanzhou stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Dazhuang, be good. The elder won't hurt you. Qingyao and I are here."

Su Qingyao also laughed and said, "Yes, we're all watching."

"Hmm." Shi Dazhuang responded, walked to the open space, straightened his back, like a black iron tower, and stared firmly at Elder Ruoxue. His stubborn "fearless" appearance made Elder Chaohua laugh out loud.

Elder Ruoxue took a deep breath, spiritual energy rose around her, and a faint white light swirled in her palms. Her aura as a mid-stage Opening Mansion Realm cultivator was refined and solid.

He lightly patted Shi Dazhuang's shoulder, controlling the force perfectly—just enough to gauge the intensity without hurting him.

As the palm struck, Shi Dazhuang remained motionless, not even flinching. He merely scratched his shoulder, saying in bewilderment, "Elder, it doesn't hurt, it's like a tickle."

Elder Ruoxue's eyes flashed with surprise. She then gathered her energy to the late stage of the Opening Mansion Realm, and the white light in her palm brightened a bit more before she patted Shi Dazhuang's chest.

This palm strike is twice as powerful. An ordinary cultivator at the Opening Mansion Realm would be sent flying backward with turbulent blood and qi, and even a cultivator at the later stage would have to retreat with chest tightness.

But Shi Dazhuang remained standing, his chest swaying slightly, and he grinned, "It still doesn't hurt."

"Interesting." Elder Ruoxue murmured, exchanging a glance with Elder Chaohua. Both of them were genuinely surprised. A full-force attack from the late-stage Opening Mansion Realm hadn't even made him frown.

Elder Chaohua stepped forward, her aura suddenly surging, and the pressure of the mid-stage Chengling Realm enveloped the entire area, pressing the spirit bamboo almost to the ground, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

He lightly patted Shi Dazhuang on the back, using seventy percent of his strength, yet it was enough to severely injure and kill a late-stage Opening Mansion Realm cultivator.

"Bang!"

Shi Dazhuang staggered three steps before regaining his balance. He turned around, rubbed his back, and pouted with a hint of grievance, "It hurts a little, but it's nothing. Dazhuang isn't afraid of pain!"

Li Yanzhou and Su Qingyao rushed forward. Li Yanzhou grabbed his arm and asked with concern, "Dazhuang, are you really not in pain? Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Qingyao took out a healing pill and handed it over: "Take one quickly, it will relieve the pain."

Shi Dazhuang pushed away the pills, waving his hand with a smile: "No need, if I take the pills I won't get any candied fruit." He then clenched his fist, his face full of childlike pride.

Li Yanzhou and Su Qingyao exchanged glances, both surprised and touched. They were surprised by his physical strength and touched by his innocent yet resilient nature. This child never complained even when he was in pain.

Elder Ruoxue pondered for a moment, her aura rising to the late stage of the Spirit Inheritance Realm. The white light in her palm was dazzling. This time, she held back and slammed it hard into Shi Dazhuang's chest.

Li Yanzhou's heart tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to rush forward, but Elder Chaohua stopped him: "Don't worry, Dazhuang is not that fragile. Finding his limit is the only way to help him."

Li Yanzhou gritted his teeth and stopped, his eyes fixed on Shi Dazhuang, his palms sweating, and he prayed incessantly.

Su Qingyao also gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, looking nervous.

As the palm struck, Shi Dazhuang groaned and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing to the ground with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth and his robes torn in several places.

He paused for a moment, then struggled to his feet, brushed off the dust, and said with a simple, honest smile, "Elder, this hurts a bit, but Dazhuang isn't afraid, he can take another blow!"

He clenched his fist, his eyes showing no fear, only an indomitable spirit, like a wild grass that refuses to bend in a storm.

Elder Ruoxue withdrew her hand, her face filled with shock: "Did you see that? A full-force attack from a late-stage Spirit Inheritance Realm cultivator, and he only suffered minor superficial injuries! Such a physique is unheard of!"

Elder Chaohua nodded, walked to Shi Dazhuang's side, and touched his chest. It felt as hard as ten-thousand-year-old black iron, and was still warm from the flesh.

He said in a deep voice, "This child is not incapable of cultivation, but for some reason, his cultivation method may be different from ours."

"Different?" Li Yanzhou frowned. "Elder, Dazhuang can't even sense spiritual energy, how can he cultivate? We've tried countless methods, but none of them work."

"He can't practice ordinary techniques; his physical body has probably reached the level of the Transformation Realm." Elder Chaohua said with certainty, "Without cultivation or circulating spiritual energy, his strength is comparable to that of a Transformation Realm cultivator, and his bones and muscles can withstand their attacks. I've never seen such a natural physical body before."

"Transformation Realm?" Su Qingyao's eyes were filled with disbelief. "That's the peak of the third stage of the Opening Realm. Even the most talented disciples need decades or even centuries to reach that level. How could Dazhuang be born with that level?"

"That's what makes him special," Elder Ruoxue sighed. "His power comes entirely from his physical body, without the need for spiritual energy or cultivation techniques. If properly guided, he might be able to forge a path of cultivation purely through the physical body. However, we still need to consult ancient texts for further research."

Li Yanzhou looked at Shi Dazhuang with a mixture of shock, relief, and heartache.

He knew Dazhuang was strong, but he never imagined that his physical body was so powerful, let alone that he possessed such extraordinary talent.

Over the years, Shi Dazhuang has been ostracized and bullied because of his simple-mindedness and inability to cultivate, but he has always remained pure and kind, never complaining or hurting others.

Now that someone has discovered his extraordinary qualities, it can be considered that his grievances have been resolved.

Shi Dazhuang didn't understand what the others were saying. Seeing Li Yanzhou looking at him, he ran over and grabbed his sleeve: "The elder said Dazhuang is very strong. Can Dazhuang protect you now?"

"Dazhuang is the best." Li Yanzhou rubbed his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "He will definitely protect me and Qingyao in the future and be our support."

Elder Chaohua smiled and said, "Yanzhou, I'm entrusting Dazhuang to your care. Remember not to mention his talent to outsiders, lest he become too famous and attract too much attention. We will consult ancient books and will not let him go to waste."

"Disciple understands, thank you Elder." Li Yanzhou bowed and replied firmly, "I will definitely protect and guide Dazhuang well, and live up to your trust."

When we left Yunting, the sun was shining brightly, casting dappled light and shadow through the gaps in the bamboo, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

Shi Dazhuang skipped and hopped ahead, handing out candied fruit to the two of them from time to time, muttering to himself, "Dazhuang is amazing, he can protect everyone, he needs to become even stronger."

Su Qingyao watched his retreating figure: "Yanzhou, Dazhuang is truly a miracle. If word gets out about his physical body, the entire Qiyun Sect will be shaken. I'm afraid someone will come to snatch him away."

Li Yanzhou nodded, his gaze fixed on Shi Dazhuang: "I also need to become stronger as soon as possible so that I can protect you and the people I want to protect. Speaking of the mass grave, it seems that Dazhuang can handle it all by himself."

Su Qingyao covered her mouth and chuckled, "What's wrong? Young Master Li, are you discouraged?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? After Dazhuang was exhausted, didn't he still rely on me?" Li Yanzhou said angrily, pretending to tickle Su Qingyao.

Dazhuang clapped his hands and laughed, creating a heartwarming scene.

Having experienced the dangers of Qingyang City, the cruelty of the demonic cultivators, and witnessed Li Yanran's overwhelming strength, Li Yanzhou knew all too well: in the Qingyun Realm, only strength could secure a foothold, uncover the truth behind the destruction of the Qingxuan Sect, and protect those around him.