I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 277 - 221: Power That Shakes the Heavens
The upheaval of the Peach Blossom Ruins was like a giant stone thrown into the heart of a lake, the ripples it caused were impossible to hide!
Soon, news of a Nascent Soul Cultivator emerging in Chu Country spread like wildfire, sweeping across the land, reaching every cultivation dojo in the country in no time.
Whether it was the grand sect Immortal City with its rich spiritual qi and towering halls, or the bustling streets of the ordinary cultivation market, or even those remote dojos hidden deep in the mountains and valleys, relying on scant resources to survive, this news set them all ablaze!
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The Qingfeng Market, renowned as a gathering place for low-tier cultivators within Chu Country.
At this moment, in the corner of the market, in front of the "Gathering Immortals Tea Stall," seven or eight Qi Cultivators dressed in coarse daoist robes with weak auras were sitting around. The rough tea on the table had long gone cold, but no one cared.
Everyone’s gaze was fixed intently on Li the Third, a Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer cultivator who had just returned. Their eyes were full of eagerness and curiosity.
"Brother Li, you’ve just come back from Fenghua Immortal City. Is the news about the Nascent Soul True Monarch true or false?"
A Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer cultivator with a goatee couldn’t help but ask, his voice brimming with barely concealed excitement:
"Yesterday I heard from Limp Wang from the neighboring market that the Nascent Soul True Monarch flipped his right hand and flattened Peach Blossom Immortal City. This...this is too frightening!"
Li the Third put down his tea bowl, cleared his throat, a touch of pride on his face—being able to share such shocking news among a group of low-tier cultivators made him feel quite prestigious.
He lowered his voice, yet deliberately made sure everyone could hear:
"It’s true! When I was in Fenghua Immortal City, I saw with my own eyes a Master Fake Pill from the garrison heading towards Peach Blossom Immortal City. I heard even the two sect leaders went to pay their respects but couldn’t find him."
"I also heard from the cultivators near Peach Blossom Immortal City that now you can’t even find a single brick from there, just a vast plain left behind!"
"That was an Immortal City spanning hundreds of miles, and it ended up like this. Who but a Nascent Soul Monster could wield such mountain-moving, sea-filling Great Divine Techniques?"
A junior cultivator with a daoist bun of Qi Cultivation Third Layer exclaimed in shock, his eyes wide open:
"Oh my goodness!"
"My master said that a Master Golden Core can destroy mountains a thousand feet tall. I already thought that was impressive, but that a Nascent Soul True Monarch could wipe out an entire Immortal City hundreds of miles wide...the difference is just too vast!"
"What do you know!"
A Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer cultivator in a grey robe, seemingly knowledgeable, glanced at him, yet his tone was full of yearning:
"I read in an ancient book that a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s lifespan can reach thousands of years, and with a mere gesture, they can invoke the power of the void, traverse space, and create secret realms and grotto heavens."
"The strength of such a Great Divine Power User is beyond what you can imagine. Moving mountains and filling seas are trivial tasks. Perhaps the True Monarch merely blew a breath and Peach Blossom Immortal City vanished!"
With these words, the tea stall fell silent instantly, and everyone held their breath, imagining in their minds the scene of that Nascent Soul Cultivator obliterating the Immortal City with a mere wave of his hand, their eyes filled with awe and longing.
Li the Third coughed:
"It’s not quite that exaggerated. I heard that when looking down from the sky above Peach Blossom Immortal City now, you can vaguely see a palm seal hundreds of miles in size, suggesting it was flattened with a single palm strike."
Hearing him say this, everyone squinted their eyes in imagination, feeling an even stronger sense of imagery!
"If only I could cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm too..."
The Qi Cultivation Third Layer junior cultivator murmured to himself, his voice tinged with a hint of obsession:
"Then I could travel the world, no longer having to compete for tasks for a few Lower Grade Spirit Stones, and I could protect my parents from being bullied..."
"Stop dreaming!"
Li the Third patted his shoulder, his tone carrying a bit of helplessness:
"In the whole Chu Country, even Master Golden Cores are scarce, and there’s no history of Nascent Soul Cultivators. To cultivate to that level, you’d need exceptional talent and countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for support, it’s not that easy!"
"But speaking of which, the Nascent Soul True Monarch that appeared this time is probably not a Chu Country cultivator. Maybe he’s like those demonic cultivators, coming from another Cultivation Realm?"
"I think so!" The goateed cultivator immediately chimed in:
"I’ve heard that over by the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range, there’s a more prosperous cultivation realm, and our Chu Country is considered a backwater there."
However, the grey-robed cultivator shook his head:
"Maybe he’s from our Chu Country, who stumbled upon an ancient ruin or inheritance from antiquity, and then cultivated up to Nascent Soul within the ruin."
As he said this, it drew a burst of laughter from everyone, clearly thinking such a tale-book story could never come true.
A Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer cultivator, who had been silent, suddenly asked, his voice full of expectation:
"Do you think that Nascent Soul Monster might come to our market..."
He lowered his voice, implying that their market was a mixed bag, and quite a few demonic cultivators lurked around.
"If I could see him in person, even if only from afar, it would make my life worth living!"
"Hard to say!" Li the Third frowned:
"However, I heard that the demonic cultivators in Chu Country are so frightened that they’re hiding. Even the Black Wind Thieves, who frequently robbed things, have not been seen recently."
"Perhaps that old monster is a high-level cultivator who eradicates demons and upholds righteousness. If that’s the case, we low-tier cultivators will be much safer!"
The cultivators beside the tea stall nodded in agreement, their faces showing relieved smiles.
Although their cultivation was insignificant, like ants in the cultivation realm, they longed for a powerful entity to protect this world, allowing them to cultivate safely without fear of being bullied by demonic cultivators one day.
Similar scenes were taking place in every corner of Chu Country at that moment.
Whether in the bustling Immortal Cities or the remote markets, whether they were elderly cultivators with white hair or young ones who just started cultivating, everyone was discussing the Nascent Soul True Monarch.
Some speculated on how profound his cultivation was, others praised the might of his divine techniques, and some aspired to break through realms and roam the world like him.
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After the news spread, the first to lose patience were the loose cultivator masters within Chu Country. Riding on magical artifacts glittering with spirit light or concealing themselves in low-hanging clouds, they hurried toward the ruins of Peach Blossom Immortal City.
When these cultivators, who had reached the Fake Pill Realm, landed on the outskirts and saw the scene before them, everyone froze instantly. Their pupils constricted sharply, their faces full of disbelief and shock.
At the site of Peach Blossom Immortal City, which was once shrouded in immortal energy and full of continuous buildings, there was now only a vast open space smoothed by an invisible force, the ground as smooth as a mirror, stretching endlessly.
"This... how can this still be Peach Blossom Immortal City? Clearly, it was completely wiped out by someone using great divine techniques!"
A loose cultivator master wearing a blue robe spoke with a trembling voice, barely able to hide his shock.
He reached out to touch the ground in front of him but felt an indistinct pressure just before touching it. Startled, he quickly withdrew his hand, cold sweat seeping from his forehead:
"Who else could have such methods apart from a Nascent Soul Monster?"
While these Fake Pill Realm cultivators were in turmoil, a faint fluctuation of spiritual qi came from the distant sky.
Dozens of figures appeared, flying on swords. Most of them had an inexperienced aura, their cultivation stuck at the Foundation Establishment Stage, with their chests embroidered with the sect emblems of "Qinghua" and "Li Xiao" — they were Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the two sects.
These young cultivators, upon hearing that Peach Blossom Immortal City was destroyed and that a Nascent Soul cultivator was involved, were both curious and fearful, eventually unable to resist coming together to observe.
But when they saw the sprawling plain in front of them, with not a single trace left behind, they were all dumbfounded.
A Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Qinghua Sect widened his eyes, murmuring to himself:
"Just a few years ago, I visited Peach Blossom Immortal City. There were countless palaces and buildings. How did it turn into this now...?"
Beside him, the Li Xiao Sect’s Foundation Establishment Cultivator turned pale, subconsciously clutching his magical artifact, his voice trembling:
"There were rumors that a Nascent Soul cultivator could move mountains and fill seas with a mere gesture. I didn’t believe it before, but seeing it today... it truly lives up to the name, being able to erase an entire Immortal City from existence!"
Among the crowd, a slightly older Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Qinghua Sect, who had the fortune of witnessing the sect’s Fake Pill Elder in action from afar, looked at the scene before him, feeling a chill all over:
"Even with a full strike, our sect’s Fake Pill Elder could only collapse a hill, yet this Nascent Soul True Monarch can make a whole Immortal City vanish without a trace. Such power, if he wished to, could wipe out our two sects as easily as crushing ants!"
Upon hearing this, the Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the two sects were even more panic-stricken. Imagining a giant hand descending from the sky to obliterate their sects entirely, many instinctively took a few steps backward, their eyes filled with fear.
They had anticipated witnessing the Nascent Soul cultivator’s divine might, but now seeing it with their own eyes, their fear showed how their admiration for the legendary dragon transformed when facing the real thing.
In the corner of the crowd, a Fake Pill Master, who was openly a loose cultivator but secretly an enshrined tributor of the White Bone Demon Sect, was already scared out of his wits as he looked at the scene before him.
Previously anxious due to the lack of news from the Saint Sect Secret Hall, he had returned to check, only to find the site of the secret hall had turned into a vast plain.
At the time, he thought it was a natural disaster caused by earth vein disturbances, but seeing Peach Blossom Immortal City’s state now, the memories overlapped. He shuddered, cold sweat soaking his robe, his face turning as pale as paper:
"Could it be... could the Saint Sect Secret Hall also have been destroyed by this Nascent Soul Monster? Is this Nascent Soul Monster holding a grudge against our Saint Sect? If he has come from Yue Country specifically to hunt us down, wouldn’t I be doomed?"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He dared not stay any longer, nor even engage with other cultivators, swiftly transforming into a streak of light to flee away from Peach Blossom Immortal City.
Along the way, he severed all links with his subordinates’ divine souls without hesitation, having only one thought:
"A Nascent Soul cultivator treasures time. I should hide in the mundane world for several decades until the storm passes!"
Other Fake Pill Masters cultivating demonic techniques also looked at the scene, recalling the fate of Master Peach Blossom, and the demon-exterminating stance of that Nascent Soul cultivator. Terrified, their hearts were in turmoil.
One black-robed Fake Pill Master gritted his teeth, immediately taking out a communication jade scroll to contact his subordinates who had committed numerous evil deeds, preparing to turn against them and embrace righteousness.
Another Fake Pill Master was even more cautious. After clearing out his malevolent underlings, he still felt insecure, deciding immediately to stash away all magical artifacts, disguise himself as an ordinary mortal, and hide in a remote little town.
"That Nascent Soul Monster could even erase Peach Blossom Immortal City. If he finds me, my cultivation will be ineffectual — it’s best to lie low for now."
As these demonic cultivators retracted their claws, some hiding away, the atmosphere throughout Chu Country unknowingly became clearer.
The once rampant demonic loose cultivators who oppressed mortals and plundered resources disappeared without a trace, and instances of forceful buying and selling in the markets decreased significantly. All the evil cultivators subdued their arrogance!
After all, no one knew if the grand Nascent Soul cultivator might suddenly appear, doing to them what he did to Peach Blossom Immortal City, erasing those wrongdoers from the world entirely.
