Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 222 - 212: Vermilion Bird Transformation Divine Power Achieved, Yue’er’s Schoolchild Daily Life
Passing through the red and white sea of fire, Hong Yuan gradually felt the pressure mount.
Fortunately, more than half of the Vermilion Bird Shadow had already condensed, which brought him considerable comfort.
At present, Hong Yuan had reached the fifth layer of the Flame Sacred Fire Region.
The fifth layer of the Fire Region, called the Nest of Ten Thousand Crows, featured flames transforming into crows of three different colors, flock following flock.
Their strange cries were incessant and confusing, surprisingly comprising three different sounds, greatly disturbing one’s resolve.
Any Martial Artist who could reach this layer of the Fire Region was not to be underestimated.
KREEE! KREEE! KREEE...
Under Hong Yuan’s urging, the little Vermilion Bird Shadow flapped its wings and soared upwards, diving straight into the flame crow swarm.
First, the green crow swarm, followed by the white, and finally the golden.
The flame crow swarm didn’t just sit back and wait for defeat, especially the golden crow swarm.
This group of golden crows arranged themselves in a formation, summoning a wisp of the divine presence of the Three-legged Golden Crow.
BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The Vermilion Bird Shadow and the Three-legged Golden Crow’s form at times engaged in close combat, at others they unleashed different fiery techniques.
The Vermilion Bird Shadow’s wings carried orange fire, and it spat forth white Han Yan towards the Three-legged Golden Crow, faintly solidifying the space around them.
The figure of the Three-legged Golden Crow, as usual, continued to evoke the true fire of the sun—a move that broke all methods. Its extreme heat forced Hong Yuan to involuntarily summon the Xuanwu Illusion for protection.
A battle between ancient divine Fire Tao beasts unfolded right before Hong Yuan’s eyes.
Fire Tao, it seems, is indeed a Sky-reaching Road, Hong Yuan praised silently.
After a stalemate, the divine form of the Three-legged Golden Crow was the first to admit defeat due to the golden crow swarm’s inability to endure the pressure.
With a high-pitched cry, the Vermilion Bird Shadow swallowed the divine form of the Three-legged Golden Crow and digested its spoils.
[Fire Tao +300]
[Fire Tao +300]
[...]
[School: Fire Tao (Ordinary 57%) → Fire Tao (Ordinary 72%)]
One battle had increased Hong Yuan’s progress so much. It was undeniably good news.
...
「Two hours later.」
The ninth layer of the Fire Region.
The almost fully materialized Vermilion Bird Shadow continuously employed healing green flames on itself.
Meanwhile, the Zhurong likeness above in the sky, failing to resist, plummeted down and did not rise again.
Hong Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, urging the Vermilion Bird Shadow to devour the Zhurong likeness.
This battle was incredibly perilous and tested his Power Tao accomplishments greatly.
Thankfully, the Vermilion Bird Shadow did not let him down.
After devouring the Zhurong likeness, the Vermilion Bird Transformation Divine Power should be completely condensed, Hong Yuan thought, a smile touching his lips. Not only that, I could even play the role of the Flame Emperor for a while.
Hong Yuan opened his right hand, and various flames appeared instantly upon it.
Green fire that scorched the flesh, cold Ming fire that touched the soul, and the starlight blaze that affected one’s sanity...
It was in this moment that Hong Yuan realized how superficial his understanding of the various schools truly was.
Fire alone was so mysteriously profound.
Thinking back, the Sword Tao incarnation successfully reached the Martial Saint Stage. Li Ziyang’s solid foundation must have accounted for at least a third of that achievement.
If I hadn’t triggered my own Heaven Tribulation to devour Li Ziyang’s, the Sword Tao incarnation might have turned to ashes from an insufficient foundation under that tribulation.
What is this, a mistake turned right? Or is it that Martial Artists must struggle for survival in life-and-death fights and seize a slim chance of life?
These thoughts flashed through Hong Yuan’s mind for an instant, but he quickly dismissed them.
I need to take it slow. I have all the time in the world, and I will ensure my Original Body becomes a Martial Saint steadily!
As Hong Yuan pondered, the red Divine Skill Talisman within him suddenly began to draw the surging True Essence from his Sea of True Essence, continuously inscribing Vermilion Bird runes.
Tao Marks of Power Tao, Transformation Tao, and even a part of Fire Tao adhered to it.
Feeling the transformation of the Divine Skill Talisman, Hong Yuan tossed the Vermilion Bird Shadow upwards, allowing it to absorb multiple flames.
A sky full of intense fire gathered, colorful and brilliant, as if a Fire God had descended.
Yet, this terrifying sight failed to cause any reaction in the Flame Sacred Fire Region, which remained utterly still.
[School: Fire Tao (Ordinary 99%) → Fire Tao (Master 2%)]
Just as Hong Yuan’s mastery of Fire Tao School broke through to the master level, the ’Vermilion Bird Transformation’ successfully condensed into Divine Power!
The Vermilion Bird Shadow transformed into reality, lively and lifelike.
Its pair of clear, distinct bird eyes were adorned with golden fire on both sides, reflecting a golden-red feathered crown. The Vermilion Bird’s transformed fiery tongue occasionally licked its sharp beak.
The Vermilion Bird’s body, a full six hundred and sixty-six meters long, was densely covered in crimson Tao Marks. Six tufts of orange flame, emitting intense heat, flickered in and out of existence as its wings fluttered.
If not for the lack of spirit light in its eyes, anyone would believe it was a real Vermilion Bird—and not without reason.
"Vermilion Bird Divine Power, accomplished," he said.
The Divine Powers of the Four Images enhance each other. Now that one is achieved, the other three should follow naturally.
Given this, I can focus on condensing my Original Body, the Myriad Silence Origin Body. I wonder to what extent the Myriad Silence Realm will advance.
A wave of joy surged through Hong Yuan’s heart, and a visible smile spread across his face.
The Myriad Silence Origin Body had always been a critical focus of Hong Yuan’s cultivation.
In Martial Arts, one must be fearless and make relentless progress, charging forward with an unstoppable spirit. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Usually, Heavenly Talents in Martial Arts adopted conflicting Cultivation Techniques when condensing their Taoist True Body. This allowed them to break through realms quickly and save time.
Despite the risk of perishing, this method greatly reduced the time needed to condense the Taoist True Body. It allowed them to attempt to reach the Martial Saint Realm while their vital energy was still abundant, thereby extending their Life Span.
However, Hong Yuan did not use conflicting Cultivation Techniques; he had always taken his time, advancing step by step with perseverance.
Therefore, the cultivation of his Original Body was much slower than that of his two incarnations, which were inherently formed with Taoist True Bodies.
After condensing the ’Vermilion Bird Transformation’ Divine Power, Hong Yuan moved on, capturing three or four extremely valuable Fire Beasts in one or two more advanced Fire Regions.
In the end, he was forced to halt his steps at the eleventh layer of the Flame Sacred Fire Region.
Gazing into the depths of the Fire Region, Hong Yuan’s eyes held a profound light.
There must be a great secret at the center of the Fire Region! he felt.
...
...
Phoenix Creek Sect, Qing Song Academy.
A gentle breeze swept over the pond, causing willow branches to sway lightly.
Outside the window, the oriole’s chirps resonated, while the children inside the building were learning to speak their first words.
Yue’er held a book for beginners, following the teacher and reading aloud.
"Heaven pairs with earth, rain with wind, the mainland with the vast sky."
"Rivers match the Han, green complements red, the Rain God pairs with the Thunder God."
"Mountains to the sea, brilliant Hua to majestic Song. The Four Sacred Peaks correspond with the Three Ducal Ministers."
"..."
One by one, the pure voices of fledgling scholars like Yue’er rang out.
Faintly, other children began to follow Yue’er’s rhythm, reading out loud in unison.
Outside the academy, tall walls enclosed the area, with weeping willows draping all around.
Under the watchful eyes of the academy’s guards, a group of adults quietly waited outside the gate for the schoolchildren to be dismissed.
Dragon Tooth Tiger Chassis, Fierce Blood Horse Chassis, Gale Magpie Cloud Boat... various esteemed vehicles were placed outside of the academy.
Qing Song Academy was a place for the offspring of the elite from Phoenix Creek Sect to awaken their intellect. The children who studied here were all from wealthy and noble families.
Lin Yiru was seated inside the Gale Magpie Cloud Boat, waiting for the school bell to mark the end of the classes.
If Yue’er knew Yuan would be back in a few days, she would definitely be overjoyed, Lin Yiru thought. She held a letter, her willow-like eyebrows curved, and her smile was as radiant as a blooming flower.
Being a great beauty herself, this expression only made her look more charming.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
The bell signifying the end of classes rang, and parents began to pick up their children to head home.
"Sister," called Yue’er, with a joyful grin as she ran towards Lin Yiru, carrying a small bamboo basket on her back.
Lin Yiru opened her arms and easily picked up Yue’er.
"Sister, the teacher at the academy praised me today for my diligent reading and gave me two little red flowers."
"Look, aren’t they pretty?"
With her head held high, Yue’er said in her sweet, childlike voice.
"They’re lovely," Lin Yiru replied with a smile.
Returning to the Gale Magpie Cloud Boat, Yue’er immediately set down her small bamboo basket, took out a paintbrush and a piece of paper, and began to draw with devoted attention and earnestness.
The painting depicted a man flying a kite with a little girl on a spring day, both with smiles beaming on their faces.
It was vaguely apparent that the man bore some resemblance to Hong Yuan.
"Yue’er, your painting is quite good, it has your uncle’s flair," Lin Yiru praised.
This elicited a merry chuckle from Yue’er. Her Painting Skills were learned from Hong Yuan, so having his flair was the best possible praise.
Lin Yiru continued, "Your uncle should be back in about four or five days."
"Really!?" exclaimed Yue’er with delight, her head lifting even higher and her focus on the painting intensifying.
She intended to finish the painting before her uncle returned and then present it to him as a gift.
