Chapter 12 Return of the Zongyue Summary Report

  The lantern saw that Zhuang Yong was as strong as a mountain, and there was no longer any hope of getting any treasure. Enduring the pain, he suffered several blows from Zhuang Yong, then quickly used the Spirit Lantern to burn out a path and escape into the wilderness under the cover of a cloud of light.

  Zhuang Xiong let out a cold snort, and the Qian Kun rod suddenly lengthened by several zhang, striking the wick of the Lingguang Lantern. The wick was also a spirit that had been hiding its true form, not letting the lantern's owner notice it. Now that it had gained freedom, it instantly transformed into a beam of spiritual light and flew off into the distance, disappearing without a trace. Rong Deng secretly cursed his bad luck but didn't dare to linger, fleeing like a stray dog. Zhuang Xiong watched him with cold eyes but didn't give chase. In reality, this was because Zhuang Xiong wasn't really bothered about Rong Deng; after all, he was also a well-known figure in the future. Who knew what consequences would arise if he were to kill him? As long as Rong Deng didn't bully him, Zhuang Xiong felt that it was enough. He hadn't even used the full weight of the Qian Kun rod. At this time, Hong Jun had yet to lay down his laws, and Rong Deng only possessed a single superior-grade pre-heavenly spirit treasure, the Lingguang Lantern. Even if he had fully comprehended its secrets, it was nothing more than a toy for playing with fire. What kind of divine abilities could someone like Rong Deng, who could only play with juniors in the future, possibly comprehend? At this time, Rong Deng had only been cultivating for several tens of thousands of years and was still fumbling about, unsure whether he would even be able to step onto the path of immortality. The mere sight of Zhuang Xiong's top-grade pre-heavenly spirit treasure was enough to intimidate him to death. There was no need for Zhuang Xiong to take him seriously at all.

  The lamp flew out for over a hundred miles, finally stopping with a still-shaken soul. "How can the Desolate Expanse have such an expert? Even the top masters of the three clans back then were only at this level! How did they cultivate?" Looking at the Spirit Lantern that had lost its wick, he couldn't help but feel like crying: "Others have top-grade innate spiritual treasures, while I only have this upper-grade item that's not even good for fighting. Now that it's lost its wick, what can I do? I thought the masters of the three clans were all about the same level, and the great divine transcendents were all in hiding. I came to the Desolate Expanse to search for treasures and gain some advantages, but this time I've suffered a huge loss." For now, he could only rummage through his spoils and find a substitute wick made from floating dust. After replacing it, he looked back at the majestic Untraversable Mountain, his expression growing even more bitter. Thinking that both of them were long-time residents of Untraversable Mountain, he didn't dare stay for long and silently sighed: "Forget it, I guess this mountain is not fated to be mine. I'll just return, return." Although the lamp was greedy and shameless, he also had a tenacious personality. He immediately turned around and flew in the opposite direction, still full of determination and not showing any signs of weakness.

  But Zhuang Xiong saw Fung Lam fleeing, and he couldn't help but stare blankly, thinking that it was indeed the case. He shook his head with a bitter smile, not saying much, and left the formation with Fu Xi. This was Fu Xi's first time being in such close contact with other cultivators (was Zhuang Xiong ignored? Or didn't he count as an "other" cultivator?), and he couldn't help but feel some excitement. When he saw Nüwa, he poured out everything that had just happened like a bamboo tube bursting with beans. Nüwa simply shook her head and smiled, not saying anything.

  Zhuang Xiong suddenly felt a little down, was he finally going to make contact with the Hong Huang gods? Shaking his head and smiling, Zhuang Xiong suddenly spoke up: "Nüwa sister, from the time we left home to travel and discuss Taoism, this journey has been going on for over 3,000 years, right?" But it seemed to have a somewhat tired and wanting-to-return meaning.

  Fuxi's two gods also had some sighs, Nüwa shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's been three thousand years already. It's just that I miss home a bit."

  Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "Let's go home now. Along the way, we've discussed enough about the Tao. Now, most of our time is spent touring mountains and rivers, searching for treasures and exploring arrays, which doesn't bring much benefit to our cultivation. It's better to go back and consolidate our foundation. We are all at the peak of Golden Immortality now. After returning and accumulating energy, we should be able to attain the Taiyi Dao fruit. Discussing Tao with Sanqing is not a loss of face either."

  Nüwa thought for a moment, let out a long sigh, and smiled: "Alright, let's go home."

  Fuxi couldn't help but feel a bit sulky: I was just getting to the interesting part of my story. And besides, even if I did go home, it's not like it's your business, you big oaf? Why are you ignoring me all of a sudden? Fuxi let out a disgruntled hum and chased after the two, who had already gone far ahead, by driving his cloud to catch up.

  This cloud-driving technique can be said to be a must-have for the cultivation of the vast wilderness, unfortunately, it may be because Zhuang Xiong is the spirit of the earth, or perhaps Zhuang Xiong really doesn't have any talent. In short, Zhuang Xiong's cloud-driving speed is quite ordinary, slow and always waiting for Nuwa Fuxi, not wanting to drag down the speed, Zhuang Xiong can only use his powerful technique to support himself, forcing himself to speed up. Looking at Fuxi's contemptuous gaze, Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but secretly clench his teeth, this time when he returns, no matter what, he must comprehend a brilliant cloud-driving technique.

  When traveling and discussing the Tao, they didn't feel like returning home. But once it was mentioned, all three of them felt a strong desire to return, and in just a few months, they were back at the small temple. The three of them didn't exchange pleasantries, but simply bid each other farewell before retreating to their respective rooms to reflect on what they had gained from their journey.

  Undoubtedly, Zhuang Xiong was the one who gained the most among the three. Discussing Tao with Nuwa and Fuxi laid a good foundation, and with the help of the Qiankun Ding, his Taoism rose steadily. It's not that Zhuang Xiong was selfish, but the Qiankun Ding was after all his congenital spiritual treasure, and its properties were most compatible with his, so he naturally gained the most. Next was Nuwa, who also had many gains since the Canghai Ding and Qiankun Ding shared the same origin. As for Fuxi, what he gained was only the Taoism that could be used universally, as well as the formation methods he saw along the way. However, Zhuang Xiong didn't bother to care about him, as this guy would become the Holy Emperor of the human tribe in the future and needed to reincarnate and cultivate again to prove his Dao through merit. Therefore, only the knowledge in his mind was sufficient, and everything else wasn't very important. Of course, it's not possible to tell Fuxi about this now. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile, thinking what's the point of all this? Forget it, the gains along the way were quite mixed, so let's sort them out first before making a conclusion.

  For three thousand years, the comprehension of Tao was vast, with different gains every day. Even with careful organization, it was ultimately impossible to avoid chaos. How could Zhuang Xiong, a young man from a humble background, possibly express the chaos that was his life? Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, yet he could only slowly and painstakingly sort things out. After this period of organization and comprehension, it wasn't until several thousand years had passed that Zhuang Xiong finally nodded his head in slight satisfaction. This period of cultivation allowed him to reorganize his Taoist practices, re-comprehend the essence of his cultivation, and finally enter the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal. He also organized his own cultivation methods and broke through to the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal. His magical powers and primordial spirit had long been at the level of a quasi-sage, but no matter what, he couldn't grasp the method for entering the realm of a quasi-sage. He could only temporarily put it aside and leave his seclusion.

  Zhuang Xiong's days of being trapped in the Not Weekly Mountain, the only thing he cultivated was the basic version of the Jade Clear Immortal Technique. Occasionally, he would temper his physical body, but ultimately still spent more time digging holes. Therefore, Zhuang Xiong never had his own cultivation technique, and after traveling for three thousand years, although he referred to Fuxi's and Nuwa's cultivation techniques, they were not very suitable for himself. This time in seclusion, he finally created his own cultivation technique. Feeling that his set of magical treasures was complete, he estimated that this life would be inseparable from the two words "Qiankun". So this set of skills is called the "Qiankun Technique". Zhuang Xiong thought that when the time came, he would activate the Qiankun Technique, with the Qiankun Ding on his head, the Qiankun Sword under his feet, the Qiankun Fan in his left hand, and the Qiankun Stick in his right hand. He couldn't help but shiver at the thought, and shook his head with a bitter smile, not daring to think about it again.

  Zhuang Xiong's Qian Kun Jue is temporarily divided into six parts: Qian Kun Xian Jue, Qian Kun Fa Jue, Qian Kun Wu Jue, Qian Kun Lian Qi Jue, Qian Kun Lian Dan Jue, and Qian Kun Zhen Fa Jue, collectively known as Qian Kun Jue. However, Zhuang Xiong has only made some progress in the first four parts. The Qian Kun Xian Jue is a cultivation method that accumulates one's spiritual energy and divine power.

  Zhuang Xiong now possesses the Taoist practice of Tai Yi Jin Xian and has opened up his heavenly merit to protect his body, so he no longer fears going astray or being possessed by evil spirits. As a result, he has been exploring and experimenting, stumbling and struggling, until he reached the realm of Da Luo Jin Xian.

  Zhuang Xiong's spiritual energy and divine power have long since accumulated enough, and once his method is created, even if he were to restart from scratch, it wouldn't take him much time to reach the pinnacle again. However, when it comes to the cultivation of the Quasi-Saint realm, Zhuang Xiong has been unable to explore or experiment with it no matter what.

  The Qian Kun method is a kind of divine technique that allows one to travel through the air, and it's something that Zhuang Xiong had been trying to create. With this technique, one can travel about 120,000 miles with just one breath, which isn't too bad, but in the vast expanse of the Hong Huang, it's only considered mid-tier. However, it's still comparable to the speed of Fu Xi and Nu Wa, who could only travel up to 180,000 miles at their fastest. If Zhuang Xiong were to use his powerful techniques to support himself, he might be able to reach this speed as well. Although Zhuang Xiong couldn't master the technique of riding on clouds, he unexpectedly gained insight into the art of road walking due to his body merging with the spatial laws of the Qian Kun fan. As a result, he could travel thousands of miles in just one step. It's worth noting that the great gods of the Hong Huang can increase their speed to the extreme, and it's normal for them to take hundreds of steps within a single breath. This is truly an unparalleled divine technique, and it's also an ultimate skill for showing off. With just one light step, one can instantly appear thousands of miles away, which is incredibly cool and impressive. Even the fastest speedsters in the Hong Huang, such as Kun Peng or Lu Ya's Rainbow Technique, can't compare to this.

  Other divine arts include some five-element escape techniques, mountain collapse and land cracking, moving mountains and seas, nourishing and healing techniques. However, the weight of the Qian Kun stick itself is as heavy as three mountains and five peaks, what's the point of moving mountains? Is it just for fun? As for healing, with Zhuang Xiong's physique at this time, except for Hong Jun, I really don't know who can make him need to use healing. Maybe someone can make him lose face, but since Zhuang Xiong has the Road Walking Technique, there won't be any mortal danger. So, in terms of magic, apart from the Road Walking Technique being somewhat practical, everything else is just a small trick, looks good but not useful.

  What made Zhuang Xiong most satisfied was the Qian Kun Wu Kui. Every man has a martial arts dream in his heart, and Zhuang Xiong is no exception, but even more so. Now that he had the opportunity, he created the Qian Kun Wu Kui based on his understanding of Pangu's opening of the sky, combining the moves from later TV dramas and strange things he found online. It looked cool and domineering, of course Zhuang Xiong also knew that although he had simulated it countless times in his heart, there must still be some superficialities that needed to be verified through practice. This could be settled by going to fight the Witch Clan a few times.

  Zhuang Xiong's greatest achievement was mastering the Qian Kun Lian Qi Jue, a technique that contained the complete method of refining equipment and elixirs. With this knowledge, he diligently gathered materials, even disassembling the pre-heavenly spiritual treasures in his possession, to practice the art of refining equipment in secret. After achieving great success in his closed-door training, he enthusiastically referenced the fashion of later generations and refined a complete set of high-quality pre-heavenly spiritual treasure clothes for Nü Wa, including undergarments, long skirts, and various exquisite accessories such as hand chains, rings, and necklaces. He prepared these gifts to surprise Nü Wa after his seclusion. However, it was uncertain whether Nü Wa would be surprised or delighted by the undergarments Zhuang Xiong had prepared for her. Additionally, he refined a complete set of high-quality pre-heavenly spiritual treasure clothes for himself, from underwear and socks to long gowns and windbreaker cloaks, as well as a cool and mysterious half-face mask and an exquisite belt. When worn, these clothes gave Zhuang Xiong a cold and deadly aura, making him almost unrecognizable if one ignored his silly grin and drooling face.

  As for alchemy and array methods, perhaps Zhuang Xiong really didn't have any talent in these areas. The Qiankun Ding had a systematic approach to alchemy, but this guy had three thousand years' worth of spiritual roots and exotic fruits, yet he couldn't refine anything. Later on, he temporarily put it aside, anyway, he couldn't please the goddess Nüwa. At their level, the effects of elixirs were already negligible, and one's own cultivation was still more important. The primordial chaos was filled with spiritual energy everywhere, and diligent cultivation wasn't slower than taking elixirs. If you counted the time spent on alchemy, it was actually faster to cultivate. Alchemy was mainly for those who couldn't absorb spiritual energy when they were young, or for removing impurities from post-heavenly spiritual fruits, or for other purposes. Zhuang Xiong didn't have a need for it at the moment and wasn't interested in alchemy; most importantly, the taste of elixirs was unpleasant. Why bother when you could directly eat spiritual fruits that were refreshing? He had plenty of primordial spiritual roots, and primordial spiritual fruits didn't contain impurities, so he could eat them without worrying.

  And as for the formation method, he also has Fuxi's entire cultivation experience, unfortunately, there is no progress either, or perhaps this stuff is too dependent, thinking that having Fuxi's understanding is enough.

  Overall, Zhuang Xiong's gains from this closed-door session were enormous, so he decided to come out. He seemed somewhat impatient to see the look of surprise on Nüwa's face.