Chapter 425 - 319: Mortal Transformation
The Demon God of the Celestial Fox Race’s guidance to Xiang Wuji was quite effective.
However, theory and practice are entirely different matters; within the River of Time, countless Divinity Transformation Sects flashed by.
They all lacked foundation, as one Divinity Transformation was insufficient to cultivate the next generation of Divinity Transformation, leading to the extinction of their legacy.
Xiang Wuji’s opportunity for Divinity Transformation was not in the Demon Realm.
The Demon Realm is entrenched in Huangzhou, Kuizhou, simultaneously occupying small parts of Huizhou and Mingzhou.
Changzhou and Ningzhou are the farthest from the Demon Realm.
Through the Celestial Fox Race, Xiang Wuji learned of some super-large Space Transmission Arrays within the Jiuzhou Cultivation Realm.
Huangzhou and Changzhou seemed like two entirely different worlds.
Upon returning to Changzhou, Xiang Wuji did not directly return to Celestial Sea Island.
He simply sent out a sound transmission, and then began to walk on the lands of Huangzhou.
Xiang Wuji started walking on the earth.
The aura around him began to gradually conceal itself.
Not, rather than saying it concealed, it would be better to say the aura around him gradually became ordinary.
Cultivation, from a certain angle, is an evolutionary journey of the individual.
Spiritual Qi can change a cultivator’s physical body.
In the Cultivation Realm, besides those cultivating special techniques, there are basically no cultivators with ugly appearances or deformed limbs.
Cultivators and mortals are easily distinguished; to mortals, these Immortal Masters possess a unique quality of being both ethereal and high-ranking.
This is the aura of True Essence.
But now, the aura of True Essence on Xiang Wuji seemed to have completely disappeared.
"Enter the mortal world..."
Xiang Wuji murmured, his body undergoing transformation.
His form gradually became thin and weak.
At the same time, the heavy look in his eyes, as if encompassing stars and all things, turned into clarity.
Soon after, the vitality and vigor belonging to a young creature appeared on Xiang Wuji’s body.
Xiang Wuji’s memories and Divine Sense were drawn into the depths of the Sea of Consciousness, sealing off the Divine Sense.
The True Essence surged into the Dantian, almost solidifying to lock the Nascent Soul.
The essence of Qi-Blood on Xiang Wuji condensed into his bones.
Meanwhile, his blood and flesh began to evaporate, new but weak yet fresh blood and flesh reappeared.
Xiang Wuji seemed to have deflated like a balloon, then filled out again.
"Who..."
"Who am I..."
Xiang Wuji fell to the ground, lapsing into unconsciousness.
In the sky, above the clouds, several cultivators flew by, transforming into flowing light that crossed the sky, spreading their Divine Sense as if searching for something.
"Where is the ancestor?"
"Did you fulfill the ancestor’s instructions? Don’t talk nonsense, the ancestor has his own plans."
"Outside Zeyun River, there are indeed many places not yet polluted by our Heaven-Falling Valley; in the future, we can come here to acquire some resources."
"Hmph, Zeyun River is blessed by nature, the Spiritual Qi is thick everywhere, everywhere is Spirit Island."
"What do the other places in the Southern Wilderness count for, aside from Ming Xu, Qianri, Yongye, and a few other cultivation realms, the Spiritual Qi in other areas is indeed extremely thin."
"Also, it’s rare for some small cultivation families to continue cultivating in such poor regions."
"There are indeed many mortals in these places, it’s a pity, who knows how many seedlings are wasted."
"Without the nourishment of Spiritual Qi, the probability of good seedlings appearing is naturally low, not considered a pity."
Above the clouds, Divine Sense exchanged information.
On the ground, no one noticed any fluctuations in the sky.
And upon the earth.
In a small village in the south of Chen Kingdom, a young man fell at the front of a village.
Time passed, a hunter returning to the village saw the young man.
[Changtian Calendar Year 12,058, you began your Mortal Transformation trial.]
[You comprehended the true Profound Technique of Mortal Transformation Technique; this is your opportunity for Divinity Transformation...]
[You awoke in a village called Xiaonan Village; the villagers did not know your origins, only seeing your delicate skin, perhaps a noble son from the city had fallen on hard times and ended up here.]
[Xiaonan Village is very close to the county seat of Qiunan County; the village chief, seeing your condition, treated you kindly, also sent people to the city to inquire if there was a noble family’s son lost outside.]
[If they rescued a noble son, the village would naturally benefit.]
[By the third year, two years had passed, the village chief almost confirmed you were not a son of any family in the county, even none in other nearby counties, hesitant, the village chief used an excuse to drive you to the west of the village to fend for yourself.]
[You began farming, appearing rather clumsy, sweat drenching yet you accomplished little.]
[Passing hunters laughed at your clumsy manner; you clenched your fists but said nothing.]
[Hunter Captain Uncle Wang came over, squeezed your shoulder, looked at the pitiful land you farmed, if you continued this way, you might starve to death, seeing your good physique, brought you into the team.]
[You joined the Hunter Team; you began learning simple techniques to temper your physique and flesh, began hunting.]
[You weren’t extraordinarily talented, but you were surprised to find your bones seemed special, not needing tempering at all.]
[You put more effort into training your flesh and muscles and hunting techniques.]
[In the sixth year, you became a qualified hunter, you also got your name, Wang Dazhuang; now after training and having no shortage of blood food from the Hunter Team, you became muscular, your comrades simply called you Dazhuang.]