I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 42 - 40: Orthodox Fist Intent—Fenghuo Langyan, Green Blood and Red Ink. Give Me 3 Years, and I Shall Invite My Father to Die!
[Three months later, while you were in the Zither Sword Pavilion, you comprehended the ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting,’ and within your spirit, the ’Fenghuo Langyan’ fist technique suddenly burst into radiance, plunging you into a mysterious state of enlightenment.]
[When you awoke from this state, dark clouds pressed down from the sky, with great flood dragon divine techniques on the verge of upheaval. You immediately sensed a familiar aura; it was the Jiao Long Lord from Xuanqing Lake!]
[The vast Zither Sword Pavilion was eerily silent; Tantai Ye saw two people wearing the attire of the Zither Sword Pavilion breaking into the Green Blood Red Heart Pool. Upon opening your eyes, you saw they were not human!]
[Then...]
[When the pressure from their entire bodies was released.]
[You suddenly realized that the two were Great Innate-level demons.]
[In this world, demons and humans live together. In the northwest land of Baoping State, the Great Zhao relies on the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall to hold back ’Dao Lineage’-level powers like One Mountain, One Alliance, and One Dragon Court, preventing Dao Lineage-level great demons from invading.]
[But an ancient pass cannot stop all the world’s demons, which is why the Demon Hunting Department often battles demons, with soldiers laying down their lives.]
[This time...]
[Your intuition tells you that the great flood dragon demon that fled injured a year ago is likely returning for revenge!]
[And the Great Innate level, even at just the first realm ’Vajra Impermeable Body,’ isn’t something Tantai Ye and you can compare to, let alone two of them in a row!]
[But...]
[When you stepped out of the pool, you summoned with one hand and directly took hold of the ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’ that was floating in mid-air in the clear pool,]
[Your mind visualized a figure ’holding a judge’s brush, clad in the robes of a great scholar,’ standing atop the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall, overlooking the vast land.]
[Then, you grasped the Green Blood and Red Heart Painting in your palm, successfully absorbing this strand of divine charm, merging it with the state of mind ’Beacon Fires Ignite the Sky,’ comprehended from the half-remnant map inherited from the Wutong Demon Hunting Department’s Xiang Zhulu,]
[Ultimately making the orthodox inheritance complete, gaining insight into the fist technique ’Beacon Fires Ignite the Sky, Green Blood and Red Heart’!]
[This fist technique is cultivable for the Great Innate, but for now you find it difficult to fully comprehend it, except...]
[This ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’ once left behind a strand of great scholar’s divine thought; however, over fifty years, among the heroes of the Zither Sword Pavilion, not one understood it. Fifty years later, only you, an outer pavilion disciple named Song Chai Xin, successfully mastered it!]
[Facing the two Great Innate demons, you stepped forward, steadying the trembling Tantai Ye,]
[And then, in his shocked gaze, you hoisted the ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’ over your head, like donning a scholar’s robe. The vastness behind you, with a phantom grasp of your palm, seemed as if you held a jade gui brush, drawing across the sky!]
[In an instant, a stroke of red ink penetrated the darkness, the power borrowed from the divine thought in the precious painting successfully crushed the two ’Great Innate’ level experts with overwhelming force!]
[Leaving the side-standing Tantai Ye...]
[Stunned and speechless!]
Crash! Crash!
The water flowed through the clear pool.
Tantai Ye’s chest heaved.
In his short comet-like life, he had never experienced a day as thrilling as today.
From peaks to valleys, then to cliffs, followed by twists of fate until the scenery changed for the better—the exhilarating thrill almost made Tantai Ye’s heart leap out of his chest.
"You..."
"No, brother."
Tantai Ye couldn’t help but glance at the two Great Innate demons, who had just appeared and were each the best among martial artists. Now they were reduced to ash, leaving nothing but tears of frustration.
You seem to have transcended your generation.
Two Great Innate demons!
Before you, within a few breaths, you erased them, leaving no bone or blood behind?
If I had offended you before and you became unhappy with me, would I be following in their footsteps?
Thinking of the entire Zither Sword Pavilion, it seemed there wasn’t a third-step expert; Tantai Ye felt a chill creeping in.
But before he could think further.
"Don’t be shocked—it was with the help of your Zither Sword Pavilion’s ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’ that we accomplished this."
"Without that strand of great scholar’s divine thought inheritance, both of us would have perished here today."
Giving Tantai Ye a glance, Song Chai Xin’s brow furrowed heavily:
"To allow two Great Innate demons to infiltrate this deep, yet no pavilion masters appeared from the Zither Sword Pavilion."
"We must prepare for the worst."
"Perhaps..."
"The entire Zither Sword Pavilion has now become a paradise for demons, and Master Shangguan, Elder Tantai... have met with disaster."
Song Chai Xin’s calm analysis brought Tantai Ye back to reality.
"That shouldn’t be possible..."
Tantai Ye replied uncertainly, his anxiety growing:
"Though Master Shangguan is old, he is still at the peak of the Great Innate, and my clan uncle, such a Celestial Pride figure, is bound to reach the third-step Primordial Pill in the future, this..."
Ultimately unseasoned by trials and tribulations, in Song Chai Xin’s eyes, although Tantai Ye was of his generation, he was still a bit naive.
If he lost the protection of Tantai Yao...
Perhaps, even if his future was not as dire as Song Chai Xin’s own struggles, his path would no longer be so smooth and arrogant as it once was.
"Why wouldn’t it be?"
Thinking of this, Song Chai Xin decided the youngster needed a dose of reality, so he pointed to the sky and sneered:
"The third-step Primordial Pill can communicate with reality and influence a domain. This is the realm of the great flood dragon Gu Hua, who turned Xuanqing Lake upside down a year ago."
"If he acts, unless one reaches the third step, who can stop him?"
Xuanqing Lake, great flood dragon demon!
Over these three months, Tantai Ye had learned of some of Song Chai Xin’s exploits.
So when he heard this name, he grew increasingly alarmed:
"Gu Hua, isn’t he your biological father and shifu’s..."
Nemesis!
No wonder he’d come to the Zither Sword Pavilion!
But then again, if it was truly this fiend, wouldn’t Tantai Yao be in imminent danger?
Tantai Ye’s complexion turned pale as a sheet, his fingertips clenched tightly into fists, then without a word, he dashed out.
Born in Baoping State, in the Tantai family, he lost his father in childhood and held a lowly position in the clan, wielding little influence.
It was his clan uncle who supported him, allowing him to endure until the day his martial bones were first formed and he was born with a spirit body, and then brought him to the Zither Sword Pavilion.
He was not well-read, careless in nature, arrogant and short-sighted, with quite a few shortcomings indeed.
Yet, in Song Chai Xin’s eyes,
this action still had something commendable about it.
Thinking this, Song Chai Xin took two strides forward, stopping him from this reckless, hot-blooded act that was no different from sending himself to death:
"If you truly consider your master, you should escape down the mountain, as far away as possible."
Song Chai Xin stated this fact dispassionately.
At the same time, he looked at the rapidly approaching dark clouds in the sky, sensed an ever-increasing pressure, and couldn’t help but frown.
At this moment, a proud and arrogant youth with disheveled hair emerged from the clouds, wielding thunder as he descended upon this place.
"I once heard,"
"In the past year, you went up Yunluan Mountain, entered Wutong Prefecture, joined the Demon Hunting Department, seized the position of Martial Arts Leader, and surged forward triumphantly, even gaining the qualification to worship at the ’Martial Temple’..."
"Xuanqing Lake has been lying dormant for fifteen years, worthy of being the seed of mine."
Gu Hua looked at the lad before him, who was meticulous and cautious a year ago, performing the ’Jiao Blood Ceremony’ by his side, with scrutinizing eyes.
Then, upon seeing the ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’ completely in Song Chai Xin’s grasp, his eyes brightened, and he exclaimed:
"You actually gained the recognition of a human Great Sage holding a seat at the ’city head’ of the Demon-Suppressing Great Wall?"
"Good lad!"
"Hand over that painting, and your repeated acts of fratricide, I shall not hold them against you."
"Moreover, I will take you to a ’Dao Lineage’ level power, the Jing River Dragon Court, allowing you to transform as a Half-Demon, to acknowledge your ancestors and return to the clan. This opportunity might not be worse than your qualification for the Martial Temple!"
"From now on, follow by your father’s side."
"I guarantee that within thirty years, you will reach the Third-Step ’Primordial Pill’!"
[Gu Hua’s favorability towards you has increased, from cold indifference → regret for meeting late!]
Fifteen years of daily companionship didn’t earn a single favor.
Yet simply by showing potential through slaying Gu Hongyu and Gu Hongjian, both direct bloodlines, it earned another way of seeing from this person; such profit-seeking, cold and unfeeling...
Even someone as inherently aloof as Song Chai Xin couldn’t help but feel a chill in his teeth.
[1. Recognize and return to your ancestors: Accept the origins of your bloodline, choose to trace back to the origin, and become a pure-blooded mighty Jiao demon capable of overturning rivers and seas!]
[Unlock new location: Jing River Dragon Court!]
[2. Sever the bones and return them to the father, cut ties and sever righteousness: Compared to the dark experiences from childhood at Xuanqing Lake, experiences at Yunluan Mountain, Wutong Prefecture, and Zither Sword Pavilion have only led you to increasingly deny your birth as you grow through these changes.]
[This time...]
[Even when facing the Third Realm Great Flood Dragon Demon!]
[You wish to use the ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’ in your hand to fight him once, forcing him to retreat, even if the consequence is the complete loss of efficacy of this precious painting, it will be worth it!]
Jixia, with a focused mind, made the choice without hesitation.
He extremely loathed this so-called ’biological father’.
Therefore...
Song Chai Xin’s eyes flashed as he looked at Gu Hua:
"I killed Gu Hongyu and Gu Hongjian."
"So we’re not counting that debt?"
Gu Hua laughed:
"The dragon begets nine offspring, each different, they fight each other, and the last one standing is the True Dragon."
"I killed every sibling born of the same mother and only myself remained back then, did any of your grandfather’s generation ever come to settle the score?"
Song Chai Xin’s brows slightly mocked:
"So even the two ’Great Innate’ just like that, are also let go?"
The youth smiled ruthlessly:
"Just pawns, nothing more than a long cycle, and since Xuanqing Lake was destroyed, they’ve been on borrowed resources, not my capital; killed they may be killed."
Clutching the ’Green Blood and Red Heart Painting’, noticing the fervent gaze of Gu Hua, Song Chai Xin smiled slowly:
"Then..."
Gu Hua thought he had understood, and felt a first joy.
But immediately following,
he saw the lad in front of him rip apart this once-in-a-lifetime ’Orthodox’ treasure map with a tearing sound, his eyes immediately twitching with rage:
"What are you doing!!"
He just wanted to reach out a hand and grab it!
The next moment, he saw ————
From the torn and tattered painting, a wisp of Divine Soul slowly merged with the straight-backed youth before him.
"Actually, I had long wanted to tell you."
"You old dog..."
The youth’s brow gathered the wind and frost, momentarily filled with fierce expression:
"You think you’re fit to be my biological father!"
"Wutong Prefecture is not far from Zither Sword Pavilion, you truly aren’t the least bit afraid of Xie Qiaoxuan, Xiang Zhulu, Bai Qiuyi and other Third-Step Cultivators?"
"If it weren’t for my limited cultivation, I would surely skin you, extract your sinews, carve your bones and return them to you, thus severing the bloodline, and letting the soars rise to heaven!"
You ask why not carve myself alive.
Wouldn’t that be far too generous for him?
Now, Song Chai Xin can rely on the Divine Thought of the great scholars, unafraid to confront him.
So in another three years...
Even if inviting him to death,
It would not be impossible!
