Chapter 143 Sect Leaders Paving the Way (1/2)
”No way! Even my peers and I can easily lose our lives in the Sixth District. How could we allow Bugui to undertake such a huge risk?” Yun Jinghong protested firmly.
”Amitabha, I believe great danger lies in the Sixth District. You can't venture there just like this!” said the usually calm Reverend Qing Chan. Even he was feeling emotional now.
”Indeed, the Taoist magic there is far too powerful. At the very least, they were left behind by peak level Greater Powers from ancient historical times. No matter how amazing one is, there will still be danger of one dying there.” Leng Shuangrong nodded in agreement.
”Is that Taoist drawing really that amazing?” Wang Bugui asked, as if he still wanted to try venturing to the Sixth District. This was because Hanae Chiou was far too important to him, and he did not want her to suffer even for a little.
The Demonic Soul laughed and replied, ”Of course, it'll be a test of your right to earn more primordial spirit. The drawing will test the strength of your primordial spirit; if it's even slightly weaker than its standard, your spirit will be instantly shattered and you'll die.”
”However, if you can survive the test, your primordial spirit will be greatly refined, and you'll earn the right to ascend the altar anytime you wish to challenge yourself to the final refining process.”
”You can go back there a decade later. After all, the final test is simply too difficult to complete, and anyone other than a talent who is head and shoulders above his peers will definitely perish. Even you're that sort of prodigy, there's also a chance of dying.”
”However, the final prize will definitely be very good. Usually it'll be Immortal artifacts preserved since Time Immemorial, for example Taoist magic the God of War learned from others, or the Ancient Sword of Dugu Baishi!”
”Wow!”
His words blew the minds of everyone present. The atmosphere immediately ignited into frenzied commotion; the people he mentioned were powerful experts who affected an entire generation!
The techniques of the God of War were said to be borrowed from an even more ancient set of skills; he created his own after learning from them. He used these techniques to defeat all of his enemies and overcame all of the ancient historical Taoist traditions.
Eventually, he even broke through the restriction during the late era of his time which stopped Taoists from becoming immortals if his or her mastery of magic was incomplete, and became an immortal. He was the last of his kind in ancient historical times, and the last of the line of Emperors to become an immortal.
As for Dugu Baishi, he was the strongest swordsman of Time Immemorial and became the most powerful Sword Immortal after his ascension. Likewise, he defeated all challenges along his way and used only one sword to quell the Dark Turmoil.
Today, however, they were found out. Both of them had ascended the ancient parade square and achieved greater evolution after the refining process. One used it to create his own techniques, while the other obtained a sword that had no equal during Time Immemorial.
This truly shook the Sect Leaders up, and they even wished that they could send their disciples to venture into the District. They dared not, however, as they knew only the greatest talent of their generation could possibly hope to accomplish that. Then, a thought came to their minds. Perhaps Wang Bugui would be able to do it.
Yun Jinghong had declared that he would definitely be able to become an Emperor, and all of the other outstanding prodigies from different sects had lost to him. This meant that he was stronger than all of his peers.
After thinking for a while, Wang Bugui replied, ”If that's the case, I wish to give it a shot. The magic there is far too strong, however, and I can't even get close to it.”
”If you really want to go there, the Sect Leaders and I can combine to pave the way for you. We'll definitely be able to send you into the District, but it depends on whether they dare to undertake the risk or not,” said the Demonic Soul with a smile.
”Bugui, you have to think carefully about this!” warned Yun Jinghong.
”We know how powerful the drawing is without even having to try for ourselves. I'll definitely aid you if you are keen on going, but whether you can survive or not will be up to your own skill,” Leng Shuangrong said slowly.
”I don't have confidence in surviving if I go there now. Why don't we wait for another two years, after I've trained more?” Wang Bugui replied after giving it some thought. He decided against taking the huge risk for now.
He had not stabilized the fruits of Taoism and still needed more time for cultivation. As such, he decided to venture to the Sixth District only when his final year was going to end.
After he made that decision, Wang Bugui began to train hard every day and night. He wanted to reach the higher ranks of Sage level within the final two years, and he was sure that his chance of surviving would greatly increase if he could do so.
He spent nearly all of time circling around the outskirts of Sixth District, taking the terrifying magic on. In between, he dueled with the Demonic Soul constantly in the hopes of gaining a better understanding of the laws of Tao. After which, he used his free time to train with the aid of the small pendant. There was no time for rest at all.
He did not awaken Hanae Chiou again, as he felt it was better not to meet her than just spending six hours per day with her. He cautioned himself not to slack off and to stabilize her primordial spirit as soon as he could.
For the last two years of his training, Wang Bugui truly did not rest much. He spent each day dueling repeatedly until his bones were broken and ligaments were torn. It was only then would he drag his shattered body back to the First District to heal.
That said, he did not rest even when he found it hard to clench his fist and was gritting his teeth while he endured the pain of regeneration. He would meditate and attempt to cultivate his skills when he had no strength to fight; he did not allow himself any downtime.
He only took a break when he was so tired that he could not even open his eyes and had fainted onto the floor in exhaustion. He did not rest for long, however, and would wake up after less than six hours of sleep.
He would then throw himself back into the grind of training again. He kept this up for everyday, and rested for only one time several months. This risky approach to training gave everyone who heard about it the goosebumps.
During which, Wang Bugui broke through the lower ranks of Sage level and caused another worldwide catastrophe again. The other prodigies observed from afar, hoping to gain some insight from it.