Chapter 93: A Change in One Aspect Leads to a Breakthrough; Sun Quan Sinks His Own Ship

  "Haha, this is my real skill!" The monkey transformed and reappeared with a smile, pointing to the mountain ridge and saying "Brother Sun Yuan seems to have finished his cultivation, let's hurry up to the mountain ridge quickly, lest we miss the opportunity, he'll start cultivating again."

  After finishing speaking, the monkey sprang up and rushed forward. Long Xuzi was not to be outdone, also mobilizing his true strength, chasing after him step by step, saying "It's been a long time since we brothers have had a good spar, let's take advantage of today to test each other's staff techniques and verify them against each other."

  "This is great!" Sun Yuan's voice echoed from the top of the mountain, and everything below was in his sight. When he saw that Sun Wukong had easily transformed into a rabbit, Sun Yuan felt a mix of emotions: sourness, sweetness, bitterness, and spiciness all welled up together. After such a long period of hard training, his 72 transformations were finally showing some results.

  A bright red rock beside him was the best witness. After several experiments shrinking small animals to no avail, Sun Yuan made a desperate attempt and changed his target to the rock. As it turned out, he succeeded this time. However, after reverting back, a surge of blood spurted out from his chest, and he was severely injured. It wasn't until then that Sun Yuan understood why Bodhi had easily taught him the 72 transformations - because this thing simply wasn't something anyone could practice.

  With his demonic body almost fully developed from practicing the Heaven-Defying Palm, even turning into a stone would require him to withstand such backlash. It's simply sending oneself to death. One can imagine how perverted the requirements for cultivating the Seventy-Two Transformations are. In fact, Sun Yuan hadn't even taken into account his special soul yet. If it weren't for that, the backlash wouldn't have only affected his body; his soul would probably have been shattered as well.

  At this time, the two people under the mountain had arrived. Sun Yuan put aside these thoughts in his heart and came up with a smile on his face. These two people, plus Lao Yanzi, were some of Sun Yuan's better friends in Xiemont Three Star Cave. It had been a long time since they last gathered together. At this moment, everyone was together, and it was inevitable that there was a sense of ease. Soon after the conversation ended, the three of them started fighting fiercely. Perhaps this was also a way for men to express their friendship.

  The night fell, and the several people who had been fighting for a long time had already stopped. At this moment, Sun Wukong and Long Xuzi had also retreated, leaving only Sun Yuan on the mountain top.

  As he watched the two figures disappear into the night, after a thrilling and exhilarating battle, all that was left for Sun Yuan was a deep sense of emptiness. He let out a long sigh, but it was as if his heart had stirred up some ripples, and the loneliness was like the dark tide, silently and quietly engulfing him whole.

  "Man is indeed a social animal!" After a long time, Sun Yuan sighed to the moon and muttered to himself, "But the path of the strong is lonely. I don't need a shoulder to rely on, nor do I need a harbor to anchor in. On this long journey against the current, all I need to do is move forward, forward, and forward again, until I can no longer move forward. Then I can die without regret. The spring flowers and autumn moon, the joys and sorrows of parting, are like a play, a dream. When the play ends and the dream wakes up, I will continue on my way."

  At this moment, Sun Yuan was like a lone wolf standing on the high mountain ridge, gazing at the bright moon, his heart calm and peaceful. He had his own path, he had his own pursuit, even if he got hurt and bled, he would have no regrets on this road.

  At the dead of night, Sun Yuan took a deep breath, calmed his mind and continued to practice his Heaven Splitting Palm technique, tempering his demonic body in hopes of being able to transform into living creatures at some point, as time slowly flowed by.

  A few days later, in the secret room, Sun Yuan woke up from his meditation with a blood-red face, his expression filled with despair. He tried to transform into a living being again but failed. Sun Yuan had no idea how many times he had failed already. The repeated failures not only left unimaginable injuries on his body but also dealt a huge blow to his confidence.

  Feeling the pain like a knife cut, Sun Yuan clenched his lips tightly and persisted silently. After a long time, he let out a sigh and lay down on the ground with his head raised, for the first time, his heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

  Sun Yuan could feel that he was about to succeed, but for some reason, every time he was just a little short, as the saying goes, "a hair's breadth is like a distance of a thousand miles". This tiny gap now seems so difficult to cross. As time went on, Sun Yuan himself had an idea in his heart, that is, "next time, he won't succeed either."

  Lying underground, Sun Yuan's brain unconsciously pursued memories of the past. Suddenly, the phrase "break the cauldron and sink the boat" appeared in his mind, like a lantern in the dark night, although the fire was weak, but to Sun Yuan, who was lost in the darkness, it seemed as bright as the sun on a sunny day.

  Having walked out of the horns that had been confining him, Sun Yuan discovered that he lacked a kind of unyielding momentum. When changing living things, unconsciously, he always left himself a way out to deal with the imagined backlash that followed, which made his journey of change always lack the final push, and each time it was just short of that one burst of energy, also causing his confidence to become weaker and weaker.

  Now that he has figured out the problem, Sun Yuan still hasn't found a way to solve it. It's like how people can analyze and dismiss ghosts as illusions, but when you encounter something strange on a dark night, it's hard to remain calm and convince yourself. At this moment, even though Sun Yuan knows he must take drastic measures, his attachment to life will naturally make him hold back just a little, which is beyond human control.

  After a long deliberation, Sun Yuan gritted his teeth and made up his mind. Since he couldn't control himself, he had to rely on external forces. He must put himself in an extremely dangerous environment, leaving no room for retreat, only then could he fully exert his strength with all his heart and soul.

  Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the second highest peak of Yuehua Peak, the proud dragon waterfall that rises and soars with the yin energy of the earth's pulse, is still falling from the high mountain stream as before, stirring up waves of thunderous sounds. At this moment, Sun Yuan has arrived here, looking at the place where the waterfall falls with a serious expression.

  This large waterfall, due to the effect of the local geomantic omen, has extremely cold water quality, and it can be said that the dripping water becomes ice. In the pond below, this extremely cold air reaches its maximum, and no fish species can survive in it. Because of this, the bubble tea with a hint of extreme coldness has a unique flavor, so Sun Yuan Shi brothers often come here.

  Sun Yuan had heard his seniors warn him more than once that he absolutely could not enter the depths of the pool. According to legend, at the bottom of the pool, directly under the waterfall, the cold air had reached a certain limit, and even if a demon in the Condensation Period entered, it would be difficult for them to come out. The extremely yin and cold air combined with the massive water column falling from the peak of the ten-thousand-meter-high mountain made it impossible for any living creature to survive in the pool.

  Staring intently at the massive splash of water triggered by the waterfall, after a long while, Sun Yuan took a deep breath, made up his mind, and then stripped off his clothes, stepping into the water step by step.

  Although Sun Yuan had successfully merged with the true water of all things, he also possessed the characteristics of the ancient water ape. However, even if it were a real ancient water ape, under the impact of this ten-thousand-meter waterfall and the erosion of this extremely cold air, it would probably not be able to hold on for much longer. Therefore, Sun Yuan's move had already left him with no retreat, and he was truly burning his boats.

  If he can break through the transformation of living things, then in this extremely cold pond, Sun Yuan can completely transform into a fish species that adapts to it and swim out from inside. If he still fails, then without anything else, just the extremely cold air and the impact force of the thousand-meter waterfall are enough to keep him inside, so Sun Yuan has cut off all his retreats at this moment, either succeed or die.

  As the distance into the icy pool increased, the water contained more and more extreme yin energy. After walking three steps, Sun Yuan had to circulate his spiritual power to protect his heart pulse from the invasion of cold air. However, in this extremely cold air, his spiritual power circulated at an increasingly slow speed. As he went deeper into the distance, the colder the air became, and the more difficult it was for Sun Yuan's spiritual power to operate.

  Finally, at the fiftieth step, Sun Yuan stepped into the middle of the pond and emerged from the bottom of the water. Due to the cold air reaching a certain limit, plus the waterfall above directly impacting downwards, the water here was not deep, only waist-deep.

  The rocks at the bottom of the pool have been tempered for thousands of years, combined with some extremely cold air, and now they look like a million-year-old mysterious ice. However, Sun Yuan knew that these rocks were even harder than the million-year-old mysterious ice. If a powerful person were to take action, perhaps a precious sword could be forged from them. But this rock formation has been extending for thousands of miles, suppressing the earth's veins below, so no one dares to take it out, lest they incur great karma, and so it remains here.

  At this moment, the spiritual power in Sun Yuan's body had almost stagnated, his body was completely chilled, and only the heavy spiritual power wrapped around his heart still had a hint of warmth. Apart from that, Sun Yuan seemed to have lost all signs of life.

  With the torrent of the icy waterfall hitting his head, Sun Yuan slowly straightened his back, drove out the incantation, and began a new transformation. This time, success would bring life, failure would bring death, there was no third way. With the surging current rushing down, Sun Yuan began his rebirth.

  After putting aside all other thoughts, Sun Yuan concentrated all his energy on this change. To put it in a popular way, Sun Yuan has now used up all his strength and the outcome is just a matter of time.

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  The next day, Labor Yanzi carried a large calabash and came to the extremely cold pond with a swaying motion, but it was for his wife Zi Xia to fetch water from the pond.

  I don't know what the reason is, but the sister peony that Zixia planted at first has been weak and sick for several days. Yesterday, under Zixia's sorrow, she poured a cup of tea water into the shade, and something surprising happened. This morning, when Zixia got up early, she found that this sister peony had recovered its spirit and was even more spirited than before.