Chapter 319: Chapter 311: Dire Omen
[In your first year of cultivating the White Ape Mountain Breaker, you mimicked the ape’s form, your kicks as swift as the wind.]
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[In your fortieth year of cultivating the White Ape Mountain Breaker, you reached the Minor Achievement Realm!]
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[In your two hundred and thirtieth year of cultivating the White Ape Mountain Breaker, you reached the Mastery level!]
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Mastery!
In one go, Bai Yuan had elevated the White Ape Mountain Breaker to the Mastery level. It wouldn’t be long before he reached the Grandmaster level.
At the Mastery level, the White Ape Mountain Breaker was now enough to be of great help to him in battle.
However, since it hadn’t yet been integrated into his Divine Mansion, it couldn’t produce a stacking effect like the Chaotic Blood Hidden Tiger Saber and the Manggu Zhuhe Technique. It would be very difficult for Bai Yuan to employ both of those Cultivation Techniques while also using the leg technique, so he could only use it separately against enemies in specific situations.
Bai Yuan’s desire to elevate the White Ape Mountain Breaker to the legendary level grew even stronger.
Because Walking on Sand, Treading on Snow was a Lightweight Technique, it could still be somewhat effective even without being integrated into the Divine Mansion. However, a leg technique like the White Ape Mountain Breaker would have a much harder time.
Once the White Ape Mountain Breaker leg technique was coordinated with the Divine Mansions in his hands, its killing power would be terrifyingly strong.
’The Divine Mansion Technique is truly wondrous!’
It was as if it was tailor-made for Bai Yuan, allowing all his Cultivation Techniques to integrate perfectly.
In the next instant, Bai Yuan’s eyes suddenly turned crimson.
Earth-shattering battle cries echoed in his mind, as if he were seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Kill, kill, kill!
Killing intent ran rampant in his mind.
It seemed only tearing everything before him to shreds would bring him some relief.
’The backlash from the White Ape Mountain Breaker!’
Bai Yuan was greatly alarmed.
In the manual for the White Ape Mountain Breaker, its creator had stated that the technique was extremely bloodthirsty and could easily lead to cultivation deviation.
’What rotten luck!’
Bai Yuan cursed his luck inwardly.
The backlash from the White Ape Mountain Breaker was so ferocious that even he had difficulty suppressing it. Coupled with his own immense killing intent, the technique acted like a spark, igniting him like a powder keg.
Veins bulged on Bai Yuan’s forehead. Large beads of sweat dripped down, quickly drenching his clothes.
The impulse to kill grew increasingly intense within him.
If anyone were present, they would surely be terrified by Bai Yuan’s current appearance. He was like a savage beast, ready to pounce and devour.
If Bai Yuan lost control, the entire camp, and perhaps even Jingyang City, would become a graveyard.
’This is bitter...’
Bai Yuan hadn’t expected his karma to come due.
Back when his martial ancestor was cultivating the Blood Tiger Saber, he had suffered a cultivation deviation and massacred a city. Bai Yuan never thought that after surviving the Blood Tiger Saber himself, he would fall victim to the White Ape Mountain Breaker and follow in his ancestor’s footsteps.
’No!’
Bai Yuan gritted his teeth, forcing two words out from between them.
"Demon Form!"
Bai Yuan’s body suddenly swelled, and he transformed into a giant ape with white fur and red feet, its ferocious aura radiating outward.
But the moment Bai Yuan transformed into the Zhuyan, the killing intent in his mind receded like the tide.
’It’s working?!’
Bai Yuan’s eyes lit up.
’My guess was correct after all.’
As a ferocious beast that heralds war, the Zhuyan’s natural resistance to killing intent was bound to be far stronger than that of ordinary creatures. It was the perfect counter to the backlash from the White Ape technique.
Bai Yuan suddenly began to understand the creator’s intention for having practitioners visualize a Zhuyan.
Perhaps besides just borrowing the Zhuyan’s ferocious reputation, the main purpose was to comprehend its ability to resist killing intent.
No matter how powerful a martial art was, it was useless if one couldn’t successfully cultivate it.
’I just wonder what realm the senior who created the White Ape Mountain Breaker finally reached.’
Once he felt the killing intent completely dissipate from his body, the giant ape that was Bai Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps nearby.
Bai Yuan hurriedly transformed back to his original form.
Thankfully, there were spare clothes in the tent. He had just managed to pull on his pants but hadn’t yet put on a shirt.
Just then, the tent flap was thrown open.
Liu Zhengwen and Fang Yong rushed inside.
"Lord Bai, I suddenly sensed a terrifying killing intent. Is everything alright?"
Liu Zhengwen asked anxiously.
Bai Yuan cleared his throat. "I was cultivating. Perhaps it was my killing intent you sensed."
At his words, both Liu Zhengwen and Fang Yong looked shocked.
Just a moment ago, they had both felt an absolutely terrifying, suffocating killing intent, as if a god of slaughter had descended upon them.
They had assumed a large force of powerful experts was attacking, never imagining it was just Bai Yuan cultivating.
’He’s not human...’
Fang Yong couldn’t help but give Bai Yuan another look.
He was from the Imperial Guard and had seen plenty of ruthless men, including those who had massacred cities and annihilated strongholds.
But their killing intent was nothing compared to Bai Yuan’s.
’He really is Ren Tu!’
Fang Yong was inwardly speechless.
Seeing that Bai Yuan was shirtless and drenched in sweat, Liu Zhengwen and Fang Yong felt it was inappropriate to disturb him any longer.
"Since everything is fine, we’ll take our leave."
Liu Zhengwen gave Bai Yuan a cupped-fist salute and left the tent with Fang Yong.
As soon as the two had gone, Bai Yuan collapsed onto the floor.
He had just taken a stroll through the gates of hell. It seemed that next time he cultivated the White Ape Mountain Breaker, he would have to transform into the Zhuyan first to be safe.
He had been overlooking one crucial point.
The chance of suffering a cultivation deviation from the White Ape Mountain Breaker wasn’t that high on its own. But by simulating hundreds of years of cultivation in one go, the probability of it happening became almost one hundred percent. He had to be extremely careful every time he trained this way.
The path of the Martial Dao is fraught with peril; one can fall at any moment.
’I must remember this. I must!’
Bai Yuan glanced outside his tent.
Other than Liu Zhengwen and Fang Yong, no one else had noticed a thing.
’As expected of experts from the Capital City!’
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Liu Zhengwen and Fang Yong walked back toward their own tents.
Fang Yong clicked his tongue in amazement. "This General Bai is truly something else. Just based on that killing intent alone, almost no one in the military can match him."
He hadn’t always served in the Imperial Guard.
He had previously fought demons while serving with the Southern Garrison Army.
If the Northern Plains were the main stronghold of the Demon Sect, then the Southern Border was a paradise for demons.
Otherwise, the Demon Hunters wouldn’t all be concentrated in the Southern Border.
Before the rise of the Demon Sect, the entire Human Race was ruled by the Demon Race. Only later, as the Human Race gradually grew stronger, did they manage to drive the Demon Race to the outer frontiers.
Many of these demons fled into the great mountains of the Southern Border.
The battles between the Southern Garrison Army and the demons were incredibly brutal, yet even so, the killing intent of those battle-hardened veterans was not even a tenth of Bai Yuan’s.
Soon, the two men returned to their tent.
Liu Zhengwen was silent the entire way, his heart growing more and more agitated.
As an Astronomer, he knew something was about to happen.
"I can’t let this be!"
He had already arranged his bedding and was about to sleep, but he suddenly shot back up.
The sudden movement startled Fang Yong, who was nearby.
Liu Zhengwen produced two wooden Holy Grails from seemingly out of nowhere.
He tossed them casually onto the ground.
Yin, yin, yin.
A great omen of misfortune!
As if guided by some unseen force, Liu Zhengwen glanced at the Qingming Stone in his hand.
At some point, the Qingming Stone had turned an eerie, pitch-black!
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