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Chapter 337: Blood Transformation Realm
Chapter 337: Blood Transformation Realm
Heavenly Essence surged.
Chen Mu didn't look at the Sacred Turtle that had been knocked away; instead, he tilted his head and gazed upwards. His eyes held a hint of 'as expected' and a touch of awe.
In his vision, the cloud-filled sky seemed like a tangible 'Celestial Fabric,' with a corner torn off, visible to the naked eye. Within this torn piece of the sky, a graceful figure descended, her long hair flowing and dressed in plain white. She appeared like a young maiden, barefoot, with a delicate grip, crystal-like skin, and an overall perfect and flawless appearance.
Her aura was seamlessly connected with the sky, becoming one with it, without the slightest ripple. In Chen Mu's perception, where she stood seemed like the embodiment of Heavenly Essence, a divine spirit descended from the heavens.
As the white-clad woman slowly descended from above, Chen Mu respectfully lowered the Spirit Spear in his hand and bowed.
"Disciple pays respects to Master."
"Congratulations, Master, for fully recovering from your old injury and taking another step forward."
The person who descended from the sky, radiating a flawless state of fusion with the Heavenly Essence, was none other than his master, Elder Qin Mengjun of the Seven Mystical Sect and the leader of Spirit Profound Peak.
As one of the few top Grandmasters in the Cold Northern Region, Qin Mengjun was once the most promising candidate to enter the Blood Transformation Realm within the Seven Mystical Sect. However, due to a treacherous attack, her Mystic Gate and Soul Core were damaged. Chen Mu had once sighed over Qin Mengjun's misfortune, but as his cultivation grew, he gradually realized that there was more to her than met the eye.
Was her detached state truly a result of Soul Core damage?
What about her prolonged stay at the Heaven-Earth Nexus behind Spirit Profound Peak?
To reach the pinnacle of Grandmaster, one must have been a peerless genius, and after more than a decade, Chen Mu suspected that Qin Mengjun might have found a way to heal her Soul Core. However, she never mentioned it, and neither did he reveal his suspicions.
Now it seemed his hunch was correct. After fifteen years of healing her injuries, Qin Mengjun had finally recovered and perhaps even gained a blessing, effortlessly crossing the threshold of life and death, and with ease, she leaped over the Blood Transformation Realm, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts and taking the final step into the Blood Transformation Realm.
Silently.
Qin Mengjun descended from the sky.
Having entered the Blood Transformation Realm, she appeared even younger, like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, with skin so delicate it seemed it could be broken by a mere touch. Yet, her aura was profound, making it difficult to fathom its depth.
"You... have cultivated a Martial Body?"
Qin Mengjun looked at Chen Mu, and her gentle eyes showed a hint of surprise.
Chen Mu wasn't overly surprised by her entry into the Blood Transformation Realm, but he did feel a slight sense of awe. In comparison, Qin Mengjun, seeing Chen Mu holding the Earth Spirit Lance, was far more astonished.
Even though she had now entered the Blood Transformation Realm and reached the pinnacle of martial arts, with a mindset as vast as an ocean, she couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions as she looked at Chen Mu.
How long has it been?
Despite having entered the Blood Transformation Realm, she had spent nearly fifteen years creating the 'Three Thousand Dreams' technique to heal her Soul Core. Now, looking at Chen Mu, she couldn't contain the ripples of emotion within her.
She knew Chen Mu's talent was exceptional, the most dazzling person she had ever seen, and he was blessed with good fortune. He had completed an extraordinary and unconventional tempering of his Five Viscera, increasing the likelihood of him becoming a Grandmaster in the future, and perhaps even reaching the Blood Transformation Realm.
But,
It was too fast.
Too fast.
So fast that it left her in awe, her emotions rippling like waves.
In just a few short years, he had not only completed the tempering of his Six Viscera but had also effortlessly crossed the so-called most challenging Heaven-Earth Mystic Gate, cultivating a Heaven-Earth Body, and could even pursue the Sacred Turtle, a Ninth Rank Heavenly Demon.
If it weren't for Qin Mengjun finally crossing the threshold of the Blood Transformation Realm, Chen Mu would have already surpassed her, leaving her behind.
"A fortunate success."
Chen Mu looked at Qin Mengjun, his expression calm.
Indeed, Qin Mengjun's cultivation of the Blood Transformation Realm was slightly beyond Chen Mu's expectations. He had once thought that Qin Mengjun might heal her injuries, but he never imagined she would recover and break through so quickly. He wasn't sure if her breakthrough occurred before or after he became a Grandmaster.
If it was before, then Qin Mengjun had always been ahead, never allowing Chen Mu to surpass her. If it was after, then during that period, Chen Mu might have briefly surpassed her.
Now, there's no need to mention it.
Just from Qin Mengjun's previous strike, it was undoubtedly a technique from the Blood Transformation Realm. Her realm and power surpassed Chen Mu's, and even if she had only recently broken through, on land, she could likely fight the Sacred Turtle, even in its peak condition, and might even suppress it single-handedly.
Now, a new gap has emerged between him and Qin Mengjun.
However, this gap is not as vast as when he first joined the Seven Profound Sect. It's more like a thin membrane, and with a few more steps in refining his martial body or understanding the Heaven-Earth Concept, he could catch up or even surpass her again.
"There's no luck in the Martial Way, only hard work and accumulation."
A faint light shone in Qin Mengjun's eyes as she spoke softly. Her gentle voice seemed younger than before, sounding crisper.
The transformation upon entering the Blood Replacement Realm was immense, almost like a rebirth.
"Mhm."
Chen Mu nodded slightly as he listened to Qin Mengjun's words.
Indeed, there's no room for luck in the Martial Way. So-called luck is forged through hard work and constant refinement. Those who achieve the Grandmaster realm do so through their own efforts, building a solid foundation step by step, eventually sprouting new growth.
"To cultivate the Heaven-Earth Body at this age, perhaps you'll be the second person in a thousand years to enter the Blood Replacement Realm through the Heaven-Earth Path. Fortunately, I've also made progress. When your martial body is complete and you reach the threshold of the Blood Replacement Realm, I can still guide you a little further."
Qin Mengjun spoke with a gentle tone.
If she hadn't broken through to the Blood Replacement Realm and remained at the Bone Marrow Cleansing Realm, Chen Mu would have surpassed her by now. But since she's already broken through, there's little she can teach him. At least, her experience in breaking through to the Blood Replacement Realm can still provide some help in the future, and she naturally hopes that this disciple, whom she took on by chance, will one day reach the pinnacle of the world.
"Disciple will always heed your teachings."
Chen Mu responded.
But just as his voice trailed off, a deep roar echoed from not too far away.
"Roar..."
Accompanied by tremors that shook the earth, the Celestial Demon Tortoise, which had been flung hundreds of feet away by Qin Mengjun, struggled to flip itself over with a mighty shake of its limbs.
Its gaze fell upon Chen Mu and Qin Mengjun, and its scarlet demonic eyes revealed anger as it let out a low roar.
As a Celestial Demon Tortoise, its intelligence was almost indistinguishable from a human's. It could understand the words of Chen Mu and Qin Mengjun and even speak itself, albeit with the aid of demonic energy to shape its mouth. However, it was too lazy to use human speech.
Now, just as it was about to regain its freedom, Qin Mengjun interrupted, and as they conversed, seemingly oblivious to its presence, treating it as a trapped turtle. How could it not be angry?
A hundred years!
It had been trapped for a full century!
Just as it finally saw hope for freedom, it encountered obstacles at every turn. Chen Mu had repeatedly hindered its escape, and now, as it neared its escape, it encountered Qin Mengjun, a human Blood Replacement Realm martial artist.
It was unwilling to accept this!
"Master, let's deal with this Celestial Demon Tortoise first."
Chen Mu turned his gaze towards the Celestial Demon Tortoise, which was not too far away, and spoke.
Ever since Qin Mengjun had followed its tracks and arrived, he knew that this Celestial Demon Tortoise had no chance of escape. They were at the bank of the Cold River, and if it were at its peak, it might have had a sliver of a chance.
But now, weakened and injured, facing a Blood Replacement Realm martial artist and Qin Mengjun, a supreme Grandmaster, it had virtually no chance. This was why Chen Mu and Qin Mengjun didn't pay immediate attention to the Celestial Demon Tortoise; the situation was already settled.
"Very well."
Qin Mengjun spoke softly.
A ninth-rank Celestial Demon Tortoise was a valuable resource for her.
Taking a step forward, her body seemed to float in mid-air, and with a light lift of her delicate palm, she suddenly covered a distance of hundreds of feet, appearing near the Celestial Demon Tortoise.
In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color. In Chen Mu's vision, a clear and spiritual giant palm formed from the frenzied gathering of the Heaven-Earth Essence and Qin Mengjun's vast True Energy, descended upon the Celestial Demon Tortoise's back.
Boom!
The Celestial Demon Tortoise, which had been struggling to stand on its four legs, was instantly crushed under Qin Mengjun's palm, as if bearing the weight of a vast mountain range.
The frozen soil beneath its thick legs cracked and shattered, and the massive legs, with their robust joints, seemed to creak under the immense pressure, reaching their limit.
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"Roar..."
The Mystic Turtle's angry roar seemed futile, and eventually, its limbs were forced down, collapsing with a loud crash onto the ground.
Behind them.
Chen Mu approached with his spear, observing Qin Mengjun's suppression of the Mystic Turtle, who struggled to flip over. His heart couldn't help but stir with emotion, as this was his first time witnessing the power of a Blood Replacement Realm being up close.
Even though Qin Mengjun had only recently entered the Blood Replacement Realm, this immense strength still made him marvel, 'Blood Replacement Realm, truly terrifying!' A Martial Artist's entry into the Blood Replacement Realm was indeed a qualitative transformation.
If it were the Qin Mengjun of before, even as a top-tier Grandmaster, he would be no match for the current Qin Mengjun. Even with three more Grandmasters joining forces, Qin Mengjun could easily suppress them with a flip of his palm. But now, having entered the Blood Replacement Realm, he surpassed them all.
The power he could exert now was similar to that of this weakened and injured Mystic Turtle.
Qin Mengjun's ability to suppress the Mystic Turtle with a single strike meant he could also pin him down... Although there was a difference between Qin Mengjun and the Mystic Turtle. Even when suppressed by Qin Mengjun, the Mystic Turtle still had a chance to use its escape technique, quickly burrowing underground and escaping from below.
While Qin Mengjun's abilities were formidable, being a Blood Replacement Realm cultivator from the Heavenly Essence lineage, he couldn't easily exert his full power underground. He might not be able to catch up with the Mystic Turtle, as if the Mystic Turtle were on the shore of a vast sea, Qin Mengjun might not be able to capture it with ease.
"Roar..."
The Mystic Turtle, its limbs pinned down by Qin Mengjun's palm, unable to rise, pressed its massive head to the ground. Its eyes, like ancient bells, glared at Qin Mengjun, emitting a muffled, angry roar.
It turned its gaze towards the approaching Chen Mu, its bell-like eyes filled with deep hatred. If not for Chen Mu's persistent meddling, it would have long escaped into the Cold River, hiding itself away.
Hate! Hate! Hate!
The hatred and anger in its heart couldn't be contained.
"Struggling is pointless. You should know that escape is impossible under my hand. I won't take your life. Come with me to the Seven Profound Sect, become our sect's guardian beast, and you can continue living."
Qin Mengjun spoke gently to the struggling Mystic Turtle.
The Mystic Turtle's gaze returned to Qin Mengjun, its mouth slightly agape, and for the first time, it spoke in a human language. Its enormous eyes, covered in blood vessels, revealed madness and anger.
"...No!"
"Your lifespan is long. As long as you live long enough, there might be a chance for freedom in the future. Our Seven Profound Sect isn't the Heavenly Demon Sect; we don't need a living Mystic Turtle."
Qin Mengjun continued to persuade gently.
A living Mystic Turtle was undoubtedly more valuable than a dead one, but capturing it alive was extremely difficult. If the Mystic Turtle didn't cooperate, it wouldn't be easy for Qin Mengjun to bring it back to the Seven Profound Sect alive, especially since they were so far from the sect.
Chen Mu watched Qin Mengjun's persuasion, his expression slightly odd. He thought of the Seven Profound Sect's mass production of Sinew Transformation Pills, raising black dragons and other creatures, he felt they could find other turtles if this one didn't cooperate.
"Roar!"
However, the Mystic Turtle eventually erupted with a deafening roar.
After a hundred years of captivity, it had had enough. Qin Mengjun's words were similar to what the Demon Dao Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect had once said, but after enduring for a century, it still couldn't escape. The humans were cunning and deceitful, and it had had enough.
In the Mystic Turtle's scarlet eyes, a glint of extreme hatred flashed, and suddenly, something seemed to explode within, emitting a muffled sound. Its blood-vessel-covered eyes were instantly dyed crimson, turning blood-red, and its demonic power surged, swelling to an unprecedented level, forcefully breaking free from Qin Mengjun's suppression!
"Die..."
The Mystic Turtle let out a roar that echoed across the wilderness, as if venting a century's worth of resentment in that single moment. Ignoring Qin Mengjun, it struggled with all its might, its massive body bursting with speed it had never shown before. Instead of fleeing, it charged towards the nearby Chen Mu, its actions desperate and resolute, as if it wanted to drag Chen Mu down with it.
Feeling the force of this charge, Chen Mu's expression changed slightly. This attack far surpassed all the Mystic Turtle's previous efforts, seemingly more terrifying than its peak state. He understood this wasn't the Mystic Turtle regaining its demonic power but rather, it had given up on survival, destroying its demonic heart and unleashing its remaining power in a burst of anger and resentment.
Today was a busy day, so I'm updating late. The next chapter might be at midnight.
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