Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 155 - 153: Reaching the Summit, Battle Platform Trial
Xu Yang didn’t expect Song Yuanhao to so readily give it up to him!
As for whether it was truly sincere or not, he didn’t care.
"Since that’s the case, I’ll gladly accept."
Xu Yang cupped his fist in salute.
"Please, Mr. Xu!" Song Yuanhao replied casually, indifferent.
Xu Yang nodded slightly, then leapt up, grabbed hold of the Heaven-Reaching Vine, and swung his body, climbing upward at a lightning speed!
Below, Song Yuanhao’s lips curled upward with a strange look, and a flash of hidden sharpness glinted in his eyes!
On the Heaven-Reaching Vine!
After getting up, Xu Yang realized—without the Heaven-Reaching Vine, there was truly no way to climb.
The moment you let go of the vine, you’d be buffeted by invisible air currents—strong, extremely strong.
He only tested it a little and felt a chill of dread in his heart!
Perhaps, someone had tested this with their life!
Otherwise, everyone here wouldn’t be so obediently waiting for an opening on the Heaven-Reaching Vine.
After about dozens of breaths, Xu Yang’s mind stiffened and he suddenly looked up!
Whoosh!
An invisible impact force abruptly arrived!
Xu Yang’s expression didn’t change; with one hand, he gripped the Heaven-Reaching Vine without budging!
This shockwave crashed against him like copper walls and iron bastions; at a speed visible to the eye, it shattered into nothing.
Right after, a jade-like aura surged toward him!
Cyan Gang Jade Liquid!
In the instant it entered his body, Xu Yang couldn’t help but let out a comfortable, low groan!
His body felt like it was immersed in a cool liquid, every pore dilated, his flesh steamed!
The potent jade liquid surged through him, tempering flesh and True Essence, washing marrow and clearing impurities, enhancing vitality, even his soul feeling a surge toward ascension!
Half a quarter of an hour later.
Xu Yang let out a long breath, his complexion flush, eyes gleaming bright.
His cultivation hadn’t increased much!
But the Cyan Gang Jade Liquid’s true benefit lay in deepening and solidifying his foundation, allowing one to travel further on the martial path!
The gains would only show over time.
For those martial artists whose talent isn’t great, breaking through the Yang Realm, or each level after, becomes difficult, often needing outside help; but after the Jade Liquid’s baptism, breakthroughs become much easier!
The effectiveness was clear to see! 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
This was the very reason everyone here was driven crazy!
For the treasures of Cyan Gang Sect, the Jade Liquid was only the beginning!
Xu Yang looked full of anticipation, climbing quickly!
A quarter of an hour later.
He had already endured four baptisms by the jade liquid, obviously able to feel both True Essence and Spiritual Power slightly improved, his current state the best he’d ever known!
There was just one stretch left until the summit!
"Xu Yang!"
A harsh shout suddenly came from the side.
Xu Yang turned to look—across a dozen Heaven-Reaching Vines, a pair of eyes glared at him, full of poisonous hatred!
"Zheng Qi!"
Xu Yang sneered coldly, "Not dead yet, huh."
Zheng Qi snarled, "You bastard, all you know is your foul mouth. Just wait—I’ll make you kneel before me and beg for mercy!"
"We’ll see!"
Xu Yang showed no fear, smiled blandly, then climbed faster!
On the other side, Zheng Qi also sped up.
After a dozen breaths.
Xu Yang’s pupils narrowed sharply.
With the Cangxu Divine Eyes, the final stretch of space above suddenly distorted; sinister black smoke appeared out of nowhere, flooding down like a mass of Wuo Yun, pressing down violently.
It gave a suffocating pressure!
"If not for the Cangxu Divine Eyes—even with strong Spiritual Power—few would notice the abnormality!"
Xu Yang tightened up inside but did not panic, calmly facing the oncoming shockwave.
Whoosh!
The impact crashed like an avalanche or tidal wave—unrestrained, violent!
Xu Yang’s body swayed, barely stabilizing himself, but then his vision blurred; in a flash, that terrifying impact grew stronger, making him lose his grip and plummet down in disarray!
"Hmph!"
Xu Yang snorted coldly, his face unchanged, but dark golden light surged in his eyes!
Whoosh!
Under Cangxu Divine Eyes, all was revealed—fragmented images!
They were all just illusions!
There was no second shock at all!
But for anyone else, they probably couldn’t have responded so quickly in an instant.
In such tense conditions, it’s truly hard to separate truth from illusion!
Even for his level of Spiritual Power—if not for the Divine Eyes—even he might not have noticed much wrong!
As his thoughts returned, shrieks and furious cursing reached his ears!
He glanced aside—on the shadowy cliffside, figures were tumbling down in disgraceful heaps!
Now, a bunch of Heaven-Reaching Vines were suddenly left open; who knew how many would die!
Xu Yang shook his head lightly—opportunity is always paired with risk. If you seek treasures, be ready to lay down your life!
Swish!
With a leap, like a nimble spirit-monkey, in but a few blinks Xu Yang reached the mountain peak!
The clouds surged under the dome of heaven, roiling like lakes—utterly astonishing!
At the summit, there was sprawling flat ground.
Directly ahead, three distinct platforms drew Xu Yang’s gaze.
On both sides, thirty each!
And at the very end, seven towering battle stages.
On the sixty battle platforms on either side, almost all were taken, everyone fighting unknown opponents!
Seeing this scene, Xu Yang’s eyes flashed with amazement.
Approaching, he immediately saw Tuoba Hongyu and Tuoba Dajiang atop the platforms!
"Such speed!"
"Xu Yang."
A shout called out; Xu Yang looked carefully, then broke into a joyful smile, "Mr. Ning!"
Ning Wuyang had just stepped down from a platform on the left.
"Mr. Ning, what’s up with these platforms?" Xu Yang asked in curiosity.
Ning Wuyang pointed to the stone stele standing at the edge of a platform—just like the ones below the cliff.
"They’re all martial trials of Cyan Gang Sect. To the left are for all martial artists over twenty-five, regardless of cultivation; to the right, for geniuses under twenty-five."
"Anyone who climbs up must, according to their cultivation, battle one Cyan Gang Sect martial artist; win three times to clear!"
"On the genius platforms, the opponents were once powerful True Disciples of Cyan Gang Sect!"
Ning Wuyang’s expression was solemn: "These fighters are like puppets, their strength immense—do not underestimate them!"
"All I can say is: worthy of being the ruler of the Northern Territory in their day!"
To hear Ning Wuyang say this, Xu Yang couldn’t help but feel alarmed.
"Mr. Ning, what’s the reward for clearing?"
"The left platforms award Great Sun Pure Yang Essence Qi—very beneficial for those at Yang Realm; even for me, refining it would greatly strengthen my foundation!"
"So that’s what it is!"
Xu Yang was truly surprised—he knew full well the value of Great Sun Pure Yang Essence Qi.
The purest Yang!
For martial artists in the Yang Realm, it’s nothing short of a treasure!
A single portion would fetch a sky-high price!
Even in great clans like the Zhang Family or Chen Family, there might be only a handful in the treasury—rare and precious, always in short supply!
"Such generosity from the Cyan Gang Sect!" Xu Yang exclaimed.
Ning Wuyang nodded in deep agreement.
"As for the right-side Genius Platforms, it’s still unclear what the opportunity is—no one has finished yet!"
"As for the seven platforms at the far end... those are the Saint Heir stages!"
"Saint Heirs from every generation of Cyan Gang Sect?" Xu Yang’s pupils contracted.
"Exactly!"
Ning Wuyang nodded thoughtfully, "Only those who’ve bested the Genius Platforms may go there!"
The Saint Heirs of the generations... A spark of longing flashed in Xu Yang’s eyes—if he could reach there, would he encounter his mother?
His mother was the final Saintess of Cyan Gang Sect before its annihilation!
Saintess is equal to Saint Heir—each generation, the foremost woman is Saintess, the man is Saint Heir!
"Xu Yang, let’s see where you run now... Damn you, Ning Wuyang!"
