FVN Chapter 67 The Secret of the Grandmaster, The Crisis of the Flower-Shifting Palace
Chapter 67 The Secret of the Grandmaster, The Crisis of the Flower-Shifting Palace
I'm currently reading Chapter 67, "The Secret of the Grandmaster: The Crisis of the Flower Palace," and I'm completely engrossed in it.
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Yang Qian exhaled a long breath of foul air, which smelled of blood, and slowly stood up from the ground.
Although the weakness emanating from his soul made him feel dizzy, the golden divine and demonic internal energy in his dantian, which was several times larger than before and operated more smoothly, made him feel an unprecedented power!
The ninth level of the Innate Realm! This is the ultimate achievement that ordinary martial artists can attain!
Above that lies the realm of the Grandmaster, a realm of transcendence and transcendence!
The reason why masters are masters is not only because their inner strength is deeper, but more importantly, because they have begun to touch the threshold of "Tao".
They can initially merge their spiritual will with the power of heaven and earth to form their own unique "momentum"!
Within the scope of their "power," they are the absolute masters!
Just like Zhao Wuji used his acquired eighth level aura to suppress him before, but the "aura" of a grandmaster is a million times more advanced and terrifying than that kind of simple aura suppression!
That was a kind of suppression at the level of rules, almost like a "domain"!
Faced with the "power" of a grandmaster, any innate martial artist would feel their internal energy flow become sluggish and their movements slow. Being able to unleash even 50% of their strength would be considered quite good.
This is why everyone below the Grandmaster level is like an ant. Because this is a battle on a completely different level.
What Yang Qian needs to do now is break through this constraint and take that crucial step!
"The secret of a grandmaster lies in condensing one's own 'true martial intent' and connecting it with the world, transforming it into one's own 'power'..."
Countless methods and insights about breaking through to the Grandmaster level flashed through Yang Qian's mind.
These were all things he had previously scavenged from the memories of the masters he had killed.
For example, Lin Yichen's true martial arts essence is "Heavenly Stars," so he created the "Heavenly Star Sword Technique." His "momentum" is the vast and boundless starry sky.
For example, the man in the golden robe, Zhui Ming, cultivates the Imperial Dao Technique. His true martial arts essence is "Imperial Dragon Might," so his "power" is the Imperial Dragon Fist that reigns supreme and judges all living beings.
And what about yourself?
What is the true meaning of one's own martial arts?
Is it the domineering and destructive nature of "Seven Limits to Devour Heaven and Earth"?
Or is it the protection and annihilation of the newly formed "Sword Twenty-Three"?
Yang Qian fell into deep thought.
This is a crucial choice that will determine Yang Qian's future path in martial arts and the heights he can ultimately reach.
Just as Yang Qian was deep in thought, the study door creaked open.
A gentle yet somewhat worried figure walked in.
It is Lianxing.
As soon as she entered the room, she smelled the strong stench of blood.
When she saw Yang Qian's terrifying appearance—blood flowing from his seven orifices, his face deathly pale, as if he had crawled out of hell—she was terrified!
"Young Master Yang! What's wrong with you?!"
She gasped and rushed forward without thinking, trying to support the swaying Yang Qian.
"No...don't come any closer!"
Yang Qian saw her expression change and quickly spoke up to stop her!
His condition is very unstable right now!
The newly broken-through divine and demonic internal energy within his body was still boiling and roaring wildly!
He was afraid that he might accidentally trigger that damned "Power Absorption Technique" again!
If we drain this kind-hearted Second Palace Mistress dry, that would be a huge mess!
Lianxing stopped abruptly in her tracks when he shouted at her.
She stood there somewhat bewildered, her beautiful eyes filled with worry and anxiety.
"I...I'm fine."
Yang Qian took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the surging blood and qi within him.
He forced a smile at Lianxing that looked more like a grimace.
"It was just a minor mishap during practice, you...you don't need to worry."
"trouble?!"
Looking at his miserable state, Lianxing refused to believe it. "This isn't just a minor mishap! You're clearly on the verge of going berserk!"
She was so anxious that tears were almost welling up in her eyes.
She wanted to go up and help but didn't dare, so she could only stand there anxiously.
Just then, another cold and arrogant figure appeared at the doorway.
It is an invitation to the moon.
She glanced at Yang Qian's miserable state in the room, then at the faded animal hide book on the floor. A knowing look, and a hint of barely perceptible schadenfreude, flashed in her clear, cold phoenix eyes.
"Hmph, what a fool who doesn't know what's good for him."
She said coldly, "Do you really think that martial arts at the divine and demonic level are so easy to master? Without my guidance and protection, you would probably have been annihilated long ago, becoming a mindless walking corpse!"
Although Yaoyue spoke harshly, a huge storm was raging in her heart!
She never imagined that this kid would actually dare to practice!
And judging from his current pitiful state, yet his aura is more than twice as strong as before, he actually managed to master it?!
A young man in his early twenties!
She actually managed to wield the world-destroying demonic sword that even she dared not attempt!
What kind of monster is this man?!
What are you doing here?
Looking at Yaoyue's gloating expression, Yang Qian said irritably, "Are you here to laugh at me?"
"Yes."
Yaoyue was quite honest and nodded directly, "I've come to see how you managed to ruin yourself."
She walked up to Yang Qian, looked down at him, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of her lips.
"But judging from your half-dead state, you seem to be in luck? You're not completely dead yet."
"you!"
Yang Qian was so angry at her sharp tongue that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
That damn crazy woman!
If I weren't in such a bad state right now, I would definitely show you what real "heaven-shattering" looks like!
"Sister! Just say less!"
Seeing that the two were about to argue again, Lianxing quickly ran over and tugged at Yaoyue's sleeve, pleading, "Young Master Yang is already in such a terrible state, please don't upset him anymore. Please take a look at him, he really will die if this continues!"
"Help him?"
Yaoyue sneered upon hearing this, "Why should I help him? Wasn't he just being arrogant and tough? Let him bear it himself."
"Sister!" Lianxing stamped her feet anxiously.
"Sigh..." Yaoyue looked at her younger sister's anxious appearance and finally softened.
Actually, she didn't really intend for Yang Qian to die like that.
After all, this man is her only hope now; she is counting on him to break through to the legendary realm of a terrestrial immortal.
The reason she said that was simply to deflate this kid's arrogance, to let him know who's in charge, and to make him obedient in the future.
"That's enough."
Yaoyue waved her hand and said impatiently, "Considering that Lianxing pleaded for you, I will show mercy and save you one more time today."
As she spoke, she extended a white, jade-like finger and was about to touch Yang Qian's brow.
She prepared to use her "Mingyu Gong" internal energy once again to help Yang Qian regulate the rampaging divine and demonic true energy.
But at that very moment!
A sudden change has occurred!
"Buzz—!"
A shrill, urgent alarm rang out without warning from Yaoyue's arms!
Immediately afterwards!
An ancient white jade pendant engraved with the words "Yihua" flew out of her arms and hovered in mid-air!
A brilliant crimson light emanated from the jade pendant!
An extremely ominous aura, filled with death and a sense of crisis, instantly enveloped the entire Yang residence!
"This...this is..."
When Yaoyue saw the jade pendant that shone with a bright blood-red light, her face, which had been as cold as an iceberg for ten thousand years, showed true fear and horror for the first time!
"A communication jade talisman?! Something's happened in the palace!!"