Chapter Thirty-Eight: Transmission of Power

  It seems like Wu Jingquan saw through Gu Yun's thoughts, and said: "However, cultivating this technique also has some risks. If you can't withstand the pain when your mind is distracted, it will at least damage your primordial spirit and greatly reduce your cultivation. If you're unlucky, you might even lose your life. Another danger comes from other cultivators. I'm sure you know how tempting this technique is to them. That's why I was ambushed by my best 'friend' at the most critical moment." When mentioning the person who ambushed him, Wu Jingquan's face flashed with a hint of pain. Betrayal by friends can indeed be very painful. After pausing for a moment, he continued: "So, once you start cultivating this technique, you'll have to face various dangers. Before your cultivation reaches a certain level, it's best not to let others know that you possess this technique. Also, I want you to help me find the friend who ambushed me back then and kill him for me." As he said this, his face flashed with a fierce and ruthless expression.

  Gǔ Yún nodded, of course he knew all these things. The items on him were enough to get him hunted down by the entire Xiūzhēn realm if he took out just a few. Moreover, his cultivation method had only a few that didn't cause him pain, but compared to the rapidly increasing power, this bit of suffering was worth it. As for helping him kill the friend who betrayed him, in Gǔ Yún's view, that was also part of the job. Since he cultivated someone else's technique, naturally he had to help them fulfill their wish.

  Seeing Gu Yun nod, Wu Jinquan didn't say anything else and stretched out a finger to press on Gu Yun's brow. Gu Yun closed his eyes and quietly watched as the technique gradually took shape in his mind. After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Wu Jinquan withdrew his hand, a smile of satisfaction floating onto his face. Gu Yun also opened his eyes at the same time, looking at Wu Jinquan who had now become somewhat illusory, and respectfully knocked his head nine times against the ground, calling out "Master".

  Wu Jingquan received the nine bows from Gu Yun, responded with a "good", and then stretched out his right hand. Gu Yun took a look, on top was a three-inch-long golden small bow, without any energy fluctuations, looking just like an ordinary decorative item. But Gu Yun knew that something taken out at this time would absolutely not be anything ordinary.

  Wu Jinquan slowly extended the small bow to Gǔ Yún's face and said: "This 'Annihilating God Bow' was forged by me using the primordial spirits of the cultivators I killed, it is my one and only treasure, and in the entire cultivation world, it is also a one-of-a-kind treasure." When he spoke of the Annihilating God Bow, his face clearly showed a hint of pride.

  Gu Yun's face was filled with incredulity, he knew about refining equipment, which one wasn't made from various ores or rare materials. Even if a cultivator's primordial spirit was refined into it, that would only be sealing it inside to enhance the magical treasure's power. But as for his master's method, using the primordial spirit to refine the entire magical treasure, Gu Yun had never even heard of it.

  Looking at Gu Yun's astonished expression, Wu Jinquan smiled calmly and said: "This Extinguishing Divine Bow is a treasure that can only be used by the Primordial Spirit. It can only exert its power in the hands of the Primordial Spirit. When using it, you must use the Primordial Spirit's power to condense into 'Divine Arrows', and then shoot them directly from the Spiritual Awareness Sea. These arrows also directly attack the opponent's Primordial Spirit, unstoppable. In those years, I don't know how many masters fell under the Divine Arrows. Now, I'm passing it on to you, so don't let its name be tarnished. Also, remember that with your current Primordial Spirit cultivation, you can only condense one Divine Arrow per day. If you do more, it will harm your Primordial Spirit's foundation. In the future, every time you split out a strand of Primordial Spirit, you can condense an additional arrow. Be sure to remember this limit, or it will be very troublesome. Moreover, if you obtain a Cultivator's Primordial Spirit in the future, you can also refine it into the bow, which will make the Extinguishing Divine Bow even more powerful."

  Ancient Cloud's eyes lit up as he reached out to take the small, unassuming bow. In his heart, he was already overjoyed. A treasure that could directly attack an opponent's primordial spirit? The mere thought sent shivers down his spine. It was common knowledge that a cultivator's treasures usually targeted the physical body, and defenses were also focused on the physical body. Primordial spirits, on the other hand, were generally left defenseless. Once attacked, one could only rely on their cultivation to withstand it; if they couldn't, then all they could do was wait for death. In Ancient Cloud's opinion, this bow was indeed worthy of being called a divine artifact. He stretched out his right hand, and a drop of fresh blood dripped from the tip of his middle finger onto the golden bow. The blood was instantly absorbed, and the bow transformed into a golden light that pierced through Ancient Cloud's brow and into his mind. In the spiritual awareness sea within him, his primordial spirit now held an additional golden bow. However, unlike before, this bow now radiated colorful lights and emitted waves of spiritual energy. Ancient Cloud opened his eyes to gaze at his increasingly ethereal master and vowed resolutely, "Master, rest assured that I will use this divine artifact to personally annihilate your enemies' primordial spirits."

  Wu Jingquan smiled and nodded when he heard Gu Yun's words, saying: "I believe you will definitely do it. Now Master's all wishes have been fulfilled, and he can leave this world with peace of mind. Remember, in case of insufficient strength, you must not say that you know the Divine Refining Technique."

  Looking at his master who kept reminding him before disappearing, Gu Yun felt a lump in his throat. So far, he had already had three masters, but two of them had disappeared from his side after teaching him the cultivation method. They were all extremely concerned about him, which made Gu Yun feel both moved and ashamed. He had gained so much from them, but had never given them anything in return. Now, the only thing he could do was to help them fulfill their last wish, to destroy their enemies.

  Looking at Gu Yun's sorrowful face, Wu Jinquan smiled slightly and said: "You don't have to be sad, I've hardly had a good day in my life. Being able to find someone like you as my successor at the last moment makes me content. This current state is also a kind of liberation for me." After finishing speaking, he waved his right hand, and an image of a man in his 40s with a ruthless face appeared before Gu Yun's eyes. Wu Jinquan's voice also echoed in his ears: "This is the person who ambushed me back then. Remember his appearance, and when you're strong enough to encounter him, send him to another world to see me. However, before your strength is sufficient, you must not be reckless. This person's strength was already at the early stage of Mahayana back then, and now he's at least at the later stage, or perhaps even a celestial being. So, before you're confident, you must endure."

  Gǔ yún shuāng yǎn hán lèi de diǎn le diǎn tóu, shuō dào: "Shī fù fàng xīn, tú ér yí dìng huì jǐn jì shī fù jiào huà de".

  "Alright, alright, you can remember that now. Master will send you out now." As soon as he finished speaking, his hand waved and the water outside parted in the middle, forming a dry path. Gu Yun's body was also pushed out by a strong force from the path and fell to the edge of the pond. As soon as Gu Yun landed, the pond returned to its original calm state. He bowed four times towards the pond with great respect, then stood up, his face no longer showing sadness but instead determination.

  In just one short day, he experienced another life-and-death farewell. Looking at the mountain top that had already turned a patch of charred black, his determination to become stronger became more intense than ever before. As he collected the white stone that was rushing towards him into the Dragon God Ring, Gu Yun's figure also disappeared along with it.

  Upon arriving at the Dragon God Temple, Gu Yun's heart skipped a beat as he took in the scene before him. He had been so focused on ensuring their safety that he had forgotten about the terrifying pressure within the temple that affected others. The two newly transformed spiritual medicines lay with their eyes tightly shut, their faces deathly pale, and their bodies trembling violently. In front of each of them was a puddle of blood, and there were also threads of blood hanging from the corners of their mouths, indicating that they had already suffered severe injuries and vomited blood under the intense pressure.

  The situation of the two women was even more precarious, with blood seeping out of all seven orifices, their facial expressions changing constantly, and their heads shaking back and forth unconsciously. Their tightly furrowed eyebrows told Gu Yun just how much pain they were in. Without time to think further, Gu Yun picked up one woman in each arm and headed towards the garden behind the Dragon God Temple. He could only put things away inside the temple, but to get to the garden behind, he had to bring them himself. After setting the women down, he turned around and brought the two transformed spiritual medicines in as well. Only then did Gu Yun let out a slight sigh of relief.

  The thief has also arrived in front of him, and with a playful tone, he said to Gu Yun: "You little kid, you dare to put anyone inside? The Dragon God Temple may not affect you, but for other living creatures, the terrifying pressure can directly crush them to death. Those two girls were lucky to be unconscious at the time, otherwise, you would have had to prepare their funeral."

  He scratched his head awkwardly, but he didn't feel any pressure when entering the Dragon God Temple. This was a privilege reserved for him as the master of the Dragon God Seal, but others weren't so lucky. The stronger one's power, the greater the pressure they felt inside.

  Looking at Gu Yun's embarrassed appearance, Zei Fengzi smiled slightly and didn't say anything else. Then, looking at Gu Yun's disheveled appearance again, he asked: "Youngster, who have you provoked this time? Can't you just live a peaceful life for once? You always end up in such a state, if you want to provoke someone, find someone who can take it."

  The old saying sounds reasonable at first, but the latter sentence is not quite right. What's the point of provoking if you can't even find someone worthy of provocation? It seems like I'm a troublemaker myself, but did I ask for this? Weren't they the ones who brought trouble to me in the first place? So he told the bandit about the events of the past few days.