Chapter 49 Three Methods

It was a dark night

Inside Feng Zhen city the winds howling in the darkness, lifting vast amounts of the earth’s dust into the skies, making even the moon in the skies look fuzzy.

Several figures seemed to be fumbling in the chlorite city, seemingly seeking something to no avail. Only as a whiteness appeared along the horizon did these figures start to disperse.

Bai Ling brought his exhausted and pale-white face back to the Wu Shan Tribe abode, in this one night he had lost a large amount of his vital blood. His body’s weakness seemingly reached its peak after he witnessed that short but terrifying exchange.

That roaring spear, that intense earth’s tremble as well as Wu Sen’s crazy roar seemed to echo themselves in Bei Ling’s ears. In Bei Ling’s eyes, Wu Sen is the genius child of the Feng Zhen Tribe, even though they may both be at the same sixth level of blood condensation, he knew that he could not beat Wu Sen, more accurately…… he would not even dare fight with him.

That person’s Man-Cultivation technique was not the simple one, it had come from an ancient Man-Totem, one which was known as the most secretive in the Feng Zhen Tribe, it required Corpse Qi, by using Man-blood to transform into a corpse body, if successful it would form an immortal body.

“The person who fought with Wu Sen, who could it be…… I can’t see through his cultivation, but to be able to force Wu Sen to that extent, he must also be fairly ill.u.s.trious, could he be from the Hei Shan Tribe……” Bei Ling’s face was bleak, he might be considered the best amongst his generation in the Wu Shan Tribe, but he understood, after he left the Wu Shan Tribe, he was n.o.body.

With his complex emotions, he returned back home on the morning of the compet.i.tion. Walking back to his room, he pushed open his room’s door, as he stepped into his room, Bei Ling’s entire body shook and his eyes contracted, his pores all contracted, taking in a deep breath, his face revealed a sense of disbelief.

On the table in his room, floated a clump of fresh blood, that blood emanating a faint green glow, strangely twinkling. This fresh blood was precisely the blood forced out of his forehead by Wu Sen containing his essence and vitality.  

After being stunned for a while, he slowly turned around, only to see darkness as he was surrounded by silence, his heartbeat started to race. Only after sometime did he walk into the room, staring at fresh blood on the table his expression transformed.

“He…… who is he……. Why did he help me……” After a long time, Bei Ling finally grabbed that fresh blood. The instant he grabbed hold of the blood, it had immediately entered his body transforming into a surge of heat, sitting down, Lei Chen hurriedly circulated the blood.

At the same time, in the same Wu Shan Tribe house, in another room, Su Ming sat cross-legged in his room, his face pale with some blood by his lips.

But his eyes were glowing, seeing the clump of fresh green blood in his hands, a sneer appeared on his face.

“This favoured child of the Feng Zhen Tribe who thinks so highly of himself, oppresing everyone else! But he is only so, if I can complete the third kindling of my blood, using the spear, even if I cannot kill him, severely injuring him would not be a problem!” Wiping away the blood on his face, his eyes flashed sharply.

“This is only a light injury, if I circulate my blood qi I should be able to quickly recover. But the Mán-Cultivation technique is really strange.” In Su Ming’s mind the image of the corpses stacked in a green bonfire surfaced.

“If I have the change, I really want to go and test out all the favoured children! However, seeing that Wu Sen’s crazed expression, this thing should be fairly important to him!” Su Ming glanced at the green clump of blood before putting it into a small bottle. With a thought and wave of his hand, a ray of moonlight suddenly appeared and surrounded that small vial before disappearing.

Putting that vial away, he closed his eyes as he circulated his blood qi all the way until morning arrived.

Time flowed on and quickly the skies outside was no longer dark, along with the rising light by the horizon, morning quickly arrived.

This morning was different from the rest, after all, today was the day that the Feng Zhen Tribe hosted the festival for the many people from the nearby tribes.

This festival, other than for testing the apt.i.tudes of the younger generation, was also a chance for the many tribes to showcase their talent and the future of the tribes, which will also determine the Feng Zhen Tribe’s att.i.tude to these other tribes.

When morning arrived, Lei Chen, Wu La, Bei Ling, Grandpa, the Marksman and Shan Hen were brought along by the Feng Zhen Tribesmen away from the house.

Su Ming stood outside the house, watching the people leave. He could see Lei Chen confidently waving at him. As usual he could see Wu La’s face of disdain as she looked at him. And Bei Ling who did not even give him a glance.

Grandpa smilingly nodded towards Su Ming there was also the Marksman who looked back with a trace of pity, finally Su Ming save the silent Shan Hen walking ahead, his gaze swept across Su Ming seemingly amused.

All the way until these figures faded in the distance and could not be seem any longer Su Ming remained standing there. Only His figure slowly started to transform, his face also changing, in a short while, the person standing where Su Ming was is not a strong looking youth, slightly tanned and looking st.u.r.dy, looking very similar to an ordinary Mán-Cultivator.

Only this transformed Su Ming was different from yesterday’s transformed Su Ming, that black straw hat given to him by Grandpa was indeed mysterious.

Standing there, Su Ming was not the slightest bit rushed, he only remained there watching the sky, calmly waiting. He knew that today was very important to him, and also to Grandpa.

Today, perhaps he, Su Ming, could soar to the skies, or perhaps…… he might get washed up.

Su Ming did not know if there was some superior being controlling people’s fate, as he watched the skies, the blue skies, the blue was endless with no end in sight.

“All lives on this earth, who is able to see the ends of the skies……” This sentence was the first few words in the bound leather book, previously when Su Ming read it, it felt extremely profound and obscure.

“People frequently use the two words ‘beneath heaven’, this ‘beneath heavens’ refers to everything underneath the skies! If heaven has a will, it is one of oppression! To oppress the Mán, and subject us to degradation. ” In Su Ming’s mind a short verse surfaced.

He sometimes felt that, there truly was a G.o.d in the heavens, but this G.o.d was too cold. Why is it that of the people Su Ming saw there are those favoured by heavens and those extremely normal, how someone as exquisite as Grandpa ended up aged, how that purple robed man preside over the ma.s.ses as an awakened cultivator!

Why was Bei Ling so conflicted, how Wu Sen seized people’s cultivations……

“The authority of heaven is unseen, but compels us submit in servility… Else defy it?”？” This phrase, was the last section of the opening words in the old leather book.

Su Ming had not understood it at all, but now Su Ming at least understood slightly, he had once asked Grandpa, but Grandpa had only told him to figure it out by himself!

“This phrase is very simple yet also extremely complex, its meaning was simple, the heavens created pressure which forced us Mán to either servile and advance against it…… but the last section was a question.

Under Grandpa’s understanding, perhaps there is another way other than retreating…… when you grow up perhaps you will be able to more deeply understand, maybe one day you can reach the realm spoken in these words, perhaps you will be able to figure out the third method other than advancing or retreating.

Afterall, this leather book is the last place Grandpa visited, in Grandpa’s entire life, it was the most majestic world for the Mán!

That place is called Da Yu…… this leather book’s owner is that Da Yu’s Mán-Elder……”

Su Ming silently pondered as he stared at the vast blue skies, after some time, the sound of footsteps approached as someone came close, Su Ming retracted his gaze from the skies and looked towards the sound.

Dressed in white robes, with a head of white hair, his face aged and experienced, it was precisely Shi Hai!

Shi Hai glanced at Su Ming, seeing this stranger’s appearance, he did not understand why the Mán-Elder Shi Hai arranged for him to handle the matter, to have him bring a single person t o secretly join the tests.

“Follow me.” On Su Ming’s body Shi Hai could not see a shred of mystery, after speaking his words, he turned and walked away.

Su Ming’s expression was calm as ever as he followed.

Immediately after walking out the main doors, Su Ming saw Shi Hai flick his sleeves and a mist instantly diffused from his body, enveloping Su Ming within. SU Ming was shocked but didn’t retreat, letting the mist roll around him, lifting him and Shi Hai into the air before they shot into the distance in a rainbow.

This was the second time Su Ming saw the earth from the skies, naturally he was still nervous, this nervousness was ignored by Shi Hai as he continued to bring him forward at high speeds, very quickly he had brought Su Ming past the Feng Zhen Tribe towards a large plains north of the Feng Zhen Tribe.

Su Ming gazed at the plains in front of him, from the skies, it looked like a piece of ocean. Shortly after, Su Ming felt his body tremble as the fog seemed to collide with an invisible membrane, penetrating into it he could see ripples form in surroundings like ripples forming in a clear river. From his side Shi Hai’s cold voice came.

“We are here!”

This was not a simple plains, rather there was a mountain just in front of him!

Su Ming had never seen such a majestic mountain before! It was countless times higher than the Wu Mountain, Compared to this, the Wu Mountain was like a child while this mountain was a burly strong brute!

It had pierced the clouds making the peaks obscure,  what he could see was only half the mountain, the rest were all covered by the clouds.

Such a huge mountain was just unbelievable!

On that mountain, Su Ming could see numerous small paths spreading to the peaks, disappearing into the clouds.

At the foot of the mountains was a huge circular plaza, surrounding the plaza was nine majestic statues, each one exuding the aura of the ancient Mán, and were quite hideous

At the moment, on the large plaza there was already hundred of people all spread out chatting about.

Su Ming’s arrival attracted over a hundred people’s gaze, but after one glance they retracted their gazes, and continued their discussions.