Chapter 497: Golden Emperor's Secret Canon
Chapter 497: Golden Emperor's Secret Canon (5000-word Chapter)
This creature occupied the highest peak of the entire Beastblood Colossus.
Its towering form dwarfed other Level 12 Disaster Beasts, exuding unparalleled grandeur.
A true apex entity among the Beastblood Colossus, one of only six such titanic beings in the entire Myriad Beasts Sanctuary.
Perched at the summit, it loomed over all other Disaster Beasts—including its Level 12 kin—with sovereign disdain.
This feline Disaster Beast bristled with thick, scale-like fur that shimmered like cold steel. Its massive limbs rippled with corded muscle, radiating golden blades of energy. Its head was broad as a battering ram, fangs like curved daggers, and its vertically slit tiger-eyes blazed with terrifying majesty.
When Lin Qi locked eyes with it, he glimpsed searing crimson-gold flames.
In that instant, Lin Qi knew—this was the one!
"This Disaster Beast's physique surpasses other Level 12s", he mused. "It must be among the strongest."
Even among Level 12s, power varied. This beast stood in the absolute top tier—only six such titans existed.
"Ha!"
Lin Qi exhaled sharply, gaze hardening. His instincts screamed certainty.
This was the Level 12 Disaster Beast most suited to him!
Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged, locking his vision onto the golden tiger.
"Vrrr!"
Golden Radiance erupted from his eyes as he activated his ability.
Suddenly, the world snapped into crystalline clarity. Energy currents swirled like rivers of light, Primordial Energy Particles dancing in the air.
Most importantly, the tiger itself transformed. Its colossal form resembled a sculpture carved from solid rubies, every blood vessel crystallizing into intricate pillars.
The patterns etched across its body defied comprehension—neither script nor symbols, yet pulsing with cryptic information. Each Disaster Beast's energy signature differed, but now Lin Qi's Spiritual Power pierced through, revealing the tiger's unique essence.
He traced the carvings inch by inch, seeking enlightenment. Opening his satchel, he consumed another drop of Platinum Malevolence Tiger blood.
Time dissolved.
Hours—or days—passed before his eyes burned with exhaustion. Tears blurred his vision as he deactivated Golden Radiance.
Closing his aching eyes, he fumbled for his phone. 12:00 a.m.
"Already been cultivating this long?"
The Beastblood Colossus still glowed like daylight. Stragglers remained, but Lin Qi departed without delay. Golden Radiance drained him severely—his eyes needed restorative elixirs.
...
Next Morning – Myriad Beasts Residence 305
At 7:00 a.m., Lin Qi finished breakfast at his spacious dining table. He secured two drops of Platinum Malevolence Tiger blood into a case, slipped a vial of Soul Essence into his robe pocket, and left.
His eyes still stung slightly, but Golden Radiance remained functional.
After passing security, he retrieved a meditation cushion from a Service Bot and descended into the Colossus.
To his surprise, the chamber already bustled with cultivators. Most preferred immediate immersion over wasting daylight.
"Two years! I've finally succeeded!!"
"Hahaha!!"
A dark-skinned Black man erupted from his seat, energy surging wildly. His Special Ability blazed like a beacon—clearly a breakthrough.
Lin Qi understood his English proclamation. Two years of cultivation? Was mastery truly this elusive?
Jealous gazes followed the man. Many geniuses abandoned their pursuits after months of failure. Each day here cost fortunes, testing even the wealthy.
Lin Qi placed his cushion, reigniting Golden Radiance. The golden tiger's form magnified, patterns sharpening.
"Clearer than yesterday!" He noted—repeated use enhanced the ability. Cultivating this way for months might significantly boost its power.
...
Seven Days Later
In a shadowed corner, Genos glared at a lion-shaped Disaster Beast, frustration etched on his face. He slapped his skull.
"Still nothing!?"
Seven days of stagnation—like staring at ordinary stone. According to his academy's standards, no resonance meant complete incompatibility.
Depression welled. He was an Sss-Rank Genius! Among hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the White Eagle Federation, only one earned his rank annually. A prodigy destined to become a Nine Realms Martial Artist and save nations.
Yet here he failed where perfection lay before him.
He stormed out, returning the next day to study a Level 11 Beast instead.
Nitin Reddy from Tianzhu Kingdom faced the same struggle. Gazing at a Level 12 Beast, he sighed:
"Still clueless after a week!"
"My instructors were right—I was too greedy." He abandoned his pursuit, shifting to Level 11 carvings.
Nearby, Shen Heng observed Nitin's departure. He'd faced identical frustration initially. After seven days of failure, even Sss-Rank geniuses fell to inadequate innate talent. Awakened Special Ability wielder Xu Qin had also failed.
Shen Heng refocused on his chosen Beast. Patterns converged into data streams.
Closer... Closer to enlightenment!
...
August – Martial Dao Calendar Year 2048, August 10th
In 305, Lin Qi finished a Sixth-Level Nutritional Meal, then applied eye drops. A refreshing coolness soothed his tired eyes.
Descending to the Colossus, he encountered Zhang Tianyang at the entrance.
"Morning, Senior Zhang!" Lin Qi greeted.
“Have you grasped anything yet?” Lin Qi asked with a smile.
“Quite fruitful!” Zhang Tianyang replied, then shook his head with a bitter chuckle. “We’ve already been at the Beastblood Colossus for twenty-four days—nearly a month.”
“And we’re barely scratching the surface,” he continued. “It still feels far from comprehending a high-grade Primordial Energy Martial Art. I’d guess we’re not even thirty percent through.”
“I guess I should mentally prepare for a six-month stay.”
The two walked into the structure, effortlessly hopping down the steps before splitting up to find their meditation cushions. Sitting cross-legged, they prepared to decipher the Beastblood Colossus.
Lin Qi retrieved six drops of Platinum Malevolence Tiger blood from his pouch—his entire reserve. He swallowed them in one go and began his daily cultivation.
Circulating Golden Radiance, he observed the colossal tiger statue. After twenty-four days, every intricate detail was painfully familiar—so familiar it had become alien.
The static patterns etched into the statue seemed to writhe, as though awakening. He sighed inwardly. A month had passed in the blink of an eye here at the Beastblood Colossus.
Time flies, indeed. Yet, he felt the Primordial Energy Martial Art’s revelation was imminent—perhaps even within days.
With renewed focus, he channeled Golden Radiance to its peak. The world sharpened, the tiger’s patterns glowing vividly before his eyes. He traced every detail from head to paw.
After a month of relentless cultivation, Golden Radiance had evolved—its clarity deepening, revealing subtleties he’d previously missed.
As Lin Qi studied the patterns, his mind filled with visions of nature’s grandeur. Suddenly, the carvings wove together like golden ribbons, pulsing with life.
Entranced, he immersed himself completely. Unconsciously, the familiar tiger statue blurred, morphing into something alien. The space around him twisted, pulling his consciousness into a strange realm.
It was a golden world, where nine blazing suns hung in the sky. A deafening roar erupted, and before him stood a titanic golden tiger. Its fur shimmered like golden scales, its body dwarfing mountains. It stretched kilometers in length, its limbs like colossal pillars.
The ground shattered beneath its thunderous steps, its tail—a metallic serpent with a blade-like tip—slicing mountains and rending space itself.
“Is this the golden tiger?” Lin Qi’s heart pounded. Compared to the statue, this real Disaster Beast was incomprehensibly majestic. A creature of this scale could annihilate entire nations on Blue Planet. No army, no matter how advanced, could withstand it. Even Level 9 or 10 Disaster Beasts seemed trivial beside it.
The tiger roared again, leaping skyward. Defying gravity, it carved a golden arc through the air. Each movement radiated profound rules, as if performing a divine martial art.
Could this be the legendary high-grade Primordial Energy Martial Art?
Lin Qi’s innate talent flared. His eyes tracked every motion with obsessive clarity.
Suddenly, golden radiance erupted from the tiger, blinding him. In an instant, he snapped back to reality. The statue’s forehead blazed with light, the carvings writhing as if resurrected. The golden tiger seemed to leap from the Colossus itself.
The beast’s consciousness surged into Lin Qi, flooding his mind with golden symbols. Agony seared his brain as his body underwent a violent transformation. Power swelled within him, culminating in a radiant revelation.
Before him materialized a complete martial art—its title blazing in golden script:
《Golden Emperor’s Secret Canon》
What a majestic name, he marveled, eagerly absorbing its contents.
The art was unlike anything he’d known—intangible, yet imprinting itself directly into his consciousness. It detailed how the Golden Emperor Tiger, a cosmic beast revered across civilizations, had inspired human cultivation. The Tiger, known also as the Radiant Gold White Tiger or Dragon-Scale Gold Tiger among other cultures, was a peerless entity of the ancient Yao race—a terrifying force even among its kin.
Lin Qi’s mind raced. Could “Disaster Beast” be their true name? The art offered no further answers, but he resolved to ask Dean Liu later.
Studying the tiger’s carvings, he noticed striking similarities to the Xia Kingdom’s legendary White Tiger—a pattern echoed in other Level 12 Disaster Beasts.
The Canon’s structure mirrored human cultivation stages—Flesh, Tendon, Skin, Bone, Organ, Marrow, Blood Transfiguration, and Pore Training. This revelation clicked into place: humanity’s cultivation system was likely derived from these primordial arts. Red Emperor, the founder, must have deciphered this system from the Beastblood Colossus itself, explaining Blue Planet’s rapid advancement.
The Blood Transfiguration chapter promised up to eight transformations—far surpassing the seven even Sss-rank geniuses considered their limit.
Closing his eyes, Lin Qi began meditating, visualizing the Golden Emperor Tiger in his consciousness realm—the crucial first step. At Seventh Realm now, with enhanced spiritual power, he felt ready. What once took seven days might now take moments.
(End of Chapter)
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