Chapter 29 - Greedy Kunpeng, Three Lives Body?
Chapter 29: Greedy Kunpeng, Three Lives Body?
No, It’s the Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Talents Body
Speaking of Kunpeng, he was quite peculiar.
After parting at the Beiming Sea, where Zhong Yue used the Primordial Fan to obscure heavenly secrets and escape, Kunpeng lost track of him.
Eventually, due to the death of his subordinate, Kunpeng visited the site where Zhong Yue fought the black jiao, obtaining Zhong Yue’s aura.
However, while he acquired the aura, the heavenly secrets were chaotic, defying divination, and he returned empty-handed.
Recently, Kunpeng suddenly detected Zhong Yue’s aura again.
This thrilled him immensely.
In his perception, Zhong Yue’s cultivation was merely at the early Taiyi Golden Immortal stage, yet his ability to obscure heavenly secrets suggested he possessed a supreme treasure.
Of course, Kunpeng didn’t dare imagine an innate supreme treasure, assuming it was likely a top-grade innate spiritual treasure capable of concealing heavenly secrets.
Even so, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure was exceedingly precious to Kunpeng.
Despite founding Beiming Palace after countless years of transformation, he remained impoverished.
Aside from a mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Feng Shui Compass, he had only his companion palace, a low-grade innate spiritual treasure.
As the grand master of Beiming Palace, an innate divine being and Quasi-Saint, he lacked even a single high-grade innate spiritual treasure.
Now, learning that a mere Taiyi possessed a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, Kunpeng could hardly sit still and immediately rushed to this place.
This led to the scene just now—under the Great Luo Tribulation, Kunpeng was utterly stunned.
In the void, Kunpeng stood, a mix of shock and rage, believing victory was assured, only to realise he’d been deceived.
“Cunning brat, hiding your cultivation to slay my Beiming Palace’s people—do you think this ancestor is made of clay?”
Kunpeng coldly eyed the scene ahead, refusing to believe anyone could leap from early Taiyi to Great Luo in mere tens of thousands of years, assuming Zhong Yue had concealed his true aura.
With this thought, Kunpeng cloaked himself in the void, silently awaiting the end of the Great Luo Tribulation.
Be it vengeance for Mo Yuan or the allure of the top-grade innate spiritual treasure, Kunpeng chose to bide his time.
Time passed like a white steed flashing by [bái jū guò xì]^, fleeting in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, sun and moon alternated, time flowed, and a thousand years vanished.
Yet, after a thousand years, the distant thunder sea showed no signs of abating, growing even more ferocious.
The Great Luo Tribulation was a nine-by-nine heavenly tribulation, each bolt capable of slaying gods and immortals, its power only intensifying with time.
In the sky, thunder dragons rampaged, electric serpents danced in the thunder sea, while Zhong Yue sat cross-legged at its centre, neither sad nor joyful, as if sunken into stillness.
Kunpeng stood at the periphery, his emotions turbulent.
In three thousand years, Dao Ancestor Hongjun would preach; if the thunder persisted another thousand years, he’d have to consider leaving.
But departing now left Kunpeng unwilling. Having finally caught Zhong Yue’s trace, he was loath to give up.
If he let Zhong Yue slip away, the spiritual treasure’s ability to obscure aura would make finding him again nearly impossible.
Yet, if he didn’t leave, Hongjun’s preaching loomed, a sermon tied to proving Primordial Sainthood. Missing it would be an unimaginable loss.
Amid Kunpeng’s conflicted thoughts, another thousand years passed in a flash.
To his relief, after two thousand years, the thunder in the sky had diminished significantly, with only residual echoes lingering.
It seemed that in a few hundred years, the Great Luo Tribulation would dissipate.
“With the current scale of this thunder, it will fully recede in a few hundred years at most. That’s enough. Heading to Zixiao Palace, with my speed, reserving a thousand years is sufficient.”
Two thousand years, minus a few hundred, left over a thousand years. Reserving a thousand years for travel, the remaining time was ample to deal with Zhong Yue, a newly ascended Great Luo.
At this thought, Kunpeng’s heart surged, his aura deepening, like a sheathed divine sword, quietly awaiting his chance.
At the thunder sea’s centre, Zhong Yue awoke from meditation.
Through this tribulation, he comprehended two techniques, and the Immortal Heaven Art reached minor mastery, his body also ascending to Great Luo.
Far from a calamity, this tribulation brought him immense gains, his strength soaring dramatically.
“It’s time to end this.”
Zhong Yue looked up at the heavens, letting out a long roar.
In an instant, the remaining thunder sea surged towards his mouth with the momentum of a whale swallowing the world [jīng tūn tiān xià]^, and he devoured all the lingering thunder in one gulp.
The Zixiao Divine Thunder entered his body, causing no significant disturbance. With the Immortal Heaven Art at minor mastery and his body having attained Great Luo, the remaining thunder could no longer threaten him.
At the moment the thunder fully dissipated, a pair of indifferent eyes appeared in the sky.
This was the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, impartial and just; after tribulations, great fortune naturally followed.
This fortune was not the techniques Zhong Yue comprehended—those were his own achievements, unrelated to the Heavenly Dao.
A radiant seven-coloured divine light poured down, the Heavenly Dao’s blessing descending.
Buzz~
The void hummed, and in an instant, the Flower of Qi above Zhong Yue’s head bloomed anew, receiving the cascading immortal light of fortune.
As the immortal light merged into the Flower of Qi, the previously vague figure reappeared, gradually solidifying.
In that moment, Zhong Yue finally discerned the figure’s appearance.
“It’s… my own likeness? What’s going on?”
Zhong Yue was startled; the figure condensed by the Flower of Qi was so peculiar he was at a loss for words.
Suddenly, he recalled knowledge from his previous life: Great Luo beings transcend the Three Realms, existing beyond the river of time.
“Could this be the Present Body?”
“It looks like me and emerged from the three flowers—doesn’t that match the description of the Present Body?”
“But… something’s off. Shouldn’t the Three Lives Body be accompanied by the power of time?”
“Why is it that my Present Body shows no trace of time-related power? And activating it yields no response.”
Zhong Yue felt frustrated; he had tried to stimulate the Flower of Qi to probe the solidifying figure’s true origin, but it seemed utterly ineffective.
Amid this frustration, the immortal light of fortune finished descending, and Zhong Yue received a piece of information.
This was not the Present Body but the Earth Body, or more precisely, one of the Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Talents Body [tiān dì rén sān cái shēn]^.
“The Qiankun Great Dao, god-demon foundation, opening a realm of its own—Heaven, Earth, and Man Three Talents—so that’s it.”
Sensing the information in his mind, Zhong Yue’s eyes flashed with realisation, his face breaking into a joyous expression.
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Footnotes:
白驹过隙 (bái jū guò xì):
- Meaning: Literally “a white steed passing a crevice,” it is a Chinese idiom describing the fleeting nature of time, akin to a swift horse flashing by a narrow gap.
- Origin: From Zhuangzi, a foundational Daoist text, widely used in Chinese literature and xianxia to evoke the ephemeral quality of time.
- Cultural Significance: The phrase reflects the Chinese philosophical view of time’s relentless passage, underscoring the urgency and transient opportunity in Kunpeng’s pursuit of Zhong Yue.
- Meaning: Literally “whale swallowing the world,” it metaphorically describes an overwhelming, all-encompassing force or action, here referring to Zhong Yue’s devouring of the thunder sea.
- Origin: A literary expression in Chinese, often used in xianxia to depict vast, unstoppable power, drawing from imagery of a whale’s massive consumption.
- Cultural Significance: The phrase conveys the Chinese fascination with grandiose, cosmic-scale phenomena, highlighting the awe-inspiring might of Zhong Yue’s actions in the narrative.