Daoist Competition-Chapter 205 - 72: The True Form Wanders Freely, The Situation Shifts Once More

Zhang Yan glanced at it briefly and noticed that the text was all written in Erosion Text, densely packed with at least three to five hundred characters. In addition, there were numerous annotations and interpretations beside it.

However, the arrangement of the entire spell was both horizontal and vertical, appearing extremely chaotic. After looking closely for a moment, he finally found its origin within the gaps.

The spell was titled "True Fixing Leisurely Chapter," a Dharma technique focused on concealing one’s form and escaping unnoticed.

The Protective Pure Light that the Eel Demon Huang Peng had just used was also recorded within this Chapter.

This method could even block the Ruyi Divine Shuttle and Star Sword Ball. Intrigued, Zhang Yan continued reading.

After quickly browsing through it, he couldn’t help but sigh. Huang Peng, lacking a deep foundation, had only managed to read through the annotations and interpretations, half-understanding them and failing to grasp the true essence. Had he truly mastered this spell, Zhang Yan might not have been able to deal with him today.

However, as he continued reading further, Zhang Yan frowned, realizing the Dharma technique was incomplete, with clearly missing sections. Moreover, the missing parts were not limited to just one place but occurred at several crucial points.

This significantly lowered the original quality of what could have been an extraordinary spell, inevitably leaving a sense of regret.

After roughly finishing his reading, Zhang Yan began examining the gold foil-like object in his hand once more. Based on its shape and color, he recalled reading about a similar item in a certain ancient book. Concentrating deeply, a flash of Spirit Light crossed his mind, and he thought to himself, "Could this be the Devon Iron Voucher?"

The Devon Iron Voucher was not a particularly powerful Dharma Treasure. It was refined over a thousand years ago by a cultivator named Shen Tugu during his idle moments. While it possessed no real power, it could imprint a copy of any text or illustration from books within half a foot of its surface.

The answer could be verified by simply testing it.

Zhang Yan casually took out paper and ink, wrote two characters on the paper, and then reflected them with the device. Soon, the smooth, mirror-like surface of the item faintly displayed the two characters.

He chuckled softly, placing the item and the paper back into his storage.

He raised his head to look at the Cave Mansion. Huang Peng, owning such an item, might have stumbled into someone’s Immortal Mansion by accident. Perhaps there were more treasures left behind. With this thought in mind, he stepped forward and entered.

Upon entering the Cave Mansion, he discovered it was roughly three-zhang in size, a stone chamber that was crude and simple. Apart from a Jade bed and a few clay pots, there was little else inside. Nonetheless, it was quite clean, without any unpleasant odors or filth.

Strolling around casually, he noticed a hidden side door on the southeast stone wall, which was not easily discovered without careful inspection.

He smiled faintly, stepped forward to push open the door, and, upon entering, a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

At the center of this stone chamber stood a lush magical vine. Its twisted, coiled appearance bore a striking resemblance to a crouching dragon, emanating an imposing air.

Even more peculiar, the vine’s surface was densely covered in fine, ant-like characters. Zhang Yan leaned in to carefully discern them and couldn’t help but show a pleased expression. The original source text of the "True Fixing Leisurely Chapter" turned out to be here!

It wasn’t that some idle individual had deliberately carved it onto the magical vine. Instead, the entire spell had been imbued into the vine’s seed by some unknown cultivator with Great Divine Power. As the vine grew over time, its branches eventually bore countless tiny characters.

The sight was extraordinarily unique, something Zhang Yan was seeing for the first time, and he couldn’t help but marvel.

No wonder the text in the Devon Iron Voucher seemed so disorganized. It turned out the characters were scattered as the vine branches stretched and spiraled upward. Huang Peng, unfamiliar with how to organize them, had no choice but to interpret them chaotically.

Now that the original text was here, Zhang Yan carefully studied it. However, upon following the vine all the way to the top, the content abruptly stopped.

At the highest point of the vine was a single red, plump, and glistening fruit—full and ripe, seemingly on the verge of dropping.

Zhang Yan mulled over this peculiar scene. This method seemed reminiscent of the Taihao Sect, one of the Ten Great Profound Sects. It was said the Taihao Sect possessed a Green Emperor Divine Wood. When passing down Dharma techniques to True Disciples, they would have them pluck a seed from the Divine Wood. The sect’s Middle Methods would then guide the growth of the seed into a tree. When the fruit matured and fell, the spell contained within could be gleaned from it.

It was said that the spell obtained by each disciple varied, with some being stronger or weaker. However, the spell was always uniquely suited to the disciple’s cultivation, a feat unmatched by the other Nine Xuan Sects.

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