My Dreams Connect to Ancient Times-Chapter 36 - 35: Who Is More Powerful, the Primordial Celestial King or the 4 Great Celestial Kings?

Chapter 36: Chapter 35: Who Is More Powerful, the Primordial Celestial King or the 4 Great Celestial Kings?

As the hum of the Immortal Slaying Sword shook the heavens and the earth, plunging the Immortals and Buddhas into panic once more,

Inside the Daoist Temple.

Lu Xuan regretfully retracted his Thin Sword Intent and scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Master, Third Martial Uncle, my aptitude is still a bit dull. In my first attempt, I only managed to comprehend three of the Great Dao Texts. To understand them all, I’m afraid it will take at least three or four years..."

Although Old Master was already mentally prepared, he almost plucked a white whisker at that moment.

The Daoist beside him felt his eye twitch uncontrollably, a sour feeling of jealousy welling up in his heart.

’First there was Xuandu, and now this boy... What did Supreme do to deserve this?’

’What did he do to deserve this!’

At that moment, Old Master seemed to guess what the Daoist was thinking, and the smile on his face only grew wider.

"Didn’t someone just say they were going to teach all Four Sword Forms...?"

The Jade Universe Daoist Monarch fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Biting off more than you can chew is no good. Everything should be taken slowly... Of course, I am not one to go back on my word. Junior, step forward."

Lu Xuan was confused, but he didn’t hesitate. He took a few steps forward, bowed, and said:

"Please enlighten me, Third Martial Uncle."

The Daoist suppressed the jealousy in his heart and said nonchalantly:

"I will first impart to you the true essence of the other three sword forms. Once you’ve grasped about seventy or eighty percent of the Slaying Sword Form, I will then bestow upon you the Great Dao Texts for the next form."

A pleased look appeared on Lu Xuan’s face. Although he didn’t know what level of Great Slaughter Technique the Four Sword Forms were, he could extrapolate from this one part.

The Slaying Sword Form alone was composed of over a thousand Great Dao Texts. The complete Four Sword Forms were likely more than twice as profound as the Mediation of Creation!

’This is definitely a top-tier Killing Skill!’

He quickly bowed in thanks.

The more the Daoist thought about it, the more frustrated he became. Even his own most prized disciple had never fully learned the Four Sword Forms, not because he wouldn’t teach them, but because his disciple’s aptitude wasn’t enough...

’Now a peerless talent has appeared, but he... he isn’t one of my own...’

Thinking this, the Jade Universe Daoist Monarch shot a resentful glance at Old Master and said slowly:

"Senior Brother Supreme, you adhere to the principle of Non-action. When it comes to teaching disciples, your skills are worse than mine, and you’re even worse than that stony-faced fellow. How did you end up with all the good ones?"

Old Master’s gaze remained fixed as he said calmly:

"Xiaoxuan’s talent is passable, but only just passable. It’s not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning at all..."

He said as much, but the corners of his mouth, twitching uncontrollably upwards, betrayed him...

The Jade Universe Daoist Monarch grew even more frustrated. A suspicion began to form in his mind. ’Could it be that Supreme came here not just to let his disciple ’shear some wool’, but also to show off??’

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. The Daoist spoke to the young man in a stuffy voice:

"This is the true essence of the other three components of the Annihilation and Slaughter technique. Go back and comprehend it well. It will be of great benefit to your practice of the Sword of Annihilation."

With that, he waved his sleeve, and three bright black rays of light sank into the young man’s head.

Lu Xuan closed his eyes and comprehended it for a long time before slowly opening them, saying with pleasant surprise:

"Thank you for bestowing this Dharma, Third Martial Uncle!"

"Go, go, go!" The Daoist waved his hand, a hint of jealousy in his tone. "You two, master and disciple, leave at once! Don’t disturb my quiet cultivation again!"

Finally, as if remembering something, he added:

"When you go see that stony-faced Second Martial Uncle of yours, remember, if he asks what you want, don’t answer. Just tell him I taught you Annihilation and Slaughter. Hmph, I have to make that guy bleed a little, too..."

Old Master chuckled, Zhang Ling swallowed hard, and Lu Xuan was simply confused.

’Ah, whatever. It’s a good thing, anyway!’

......

「Shantytown. Noon the next day.」

"Brother Xuan! Brother Xuan! My dad’s disappeared again!" Wu Xiaoxu was in a frantic panic, anxiously pounding on the door.

But there was no answer.

"Where’s Brother Xuan?"

Wu Xiaoxu’s face was etched with worry. Suddenly...

BOOM!!

A tremendous roar came from the horizon, scaring him so badly he collapsed to the ground, his face blank with shock.

Wu Xiaoxu gazed toward the distant Celestial Vault and saw half the sky stained gold, accompanied by a roar that pierced the clouds and shook all of East Sea City.

"You old relic, such arrogance! Waiting ten days for your enemies? Hmph, you’ve already fallen from the Immortal Altar! I shall slay you today!"

And the response was that same, extremely familiar voice from yesterday, the one that sounded so much like his dad’s.

"No matter how far I’ve fallen, I am not someone an Earth Immortal can bully! If you wish to kill me, send a True Immortal, and see if I can’t take one of you with me!" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

As the words fell, brilliant sword light flared, Weapons clashed, and the thick clouds shattered!

The terrifying shockwave from a mere aftershock once again swept through East Sea City, like an earth dragon rolling over, shaking it without end!

This tremor was even more violent than yesterday’s. Fortunately, the Martial Artists who repaired the shantytown yesterday had reinforced the houses; otherwise, who knows how many more would have collapsed!

Wu Xiaoxu curled up in terror before Lu Xuan’s door, trembling. Just then, Butcher Zheng, who had run outside to escape the quake, helped him up, sighing.

"They’re fighting again... Now our East Sea City is in even more trouble..."

Wu Xiaoxu, looking disheveled, said:

"Uncle Zheng, have you seen Brother Xuan?"

"Lu the Kid? Isn’t he home?"

"I knocked, but there was no answer. He’s probably not here."

"You don’t need to worry. You know what Lu the Kid is capable of, don’t you?"

Hearing this, Wu Xiaoxu relaxed slightly. He looked toward the sword light and saber glints rending the clouds on the horizon and said timidly:

"I wonder how long they’ll be fighting. I really hope it doesn’t spill over into the city..."

"It probably won’t." Butcher Zheng gave a bitter smile. "But the impact is already severe. The city has issued control ordinances. All roads leading out of the city are blocked, and the airport and train stations are closed too..."

"They’re not really going to fight for ten days, are they?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I reckon that no matter how the battle between those Immortals turns out, East Sea City is going to get a lot busier from now on..."

"Huh?" Wu Xiaoxu scratched his head, confused. "Why do you say that?"

Butcher Zheng looked toward the horizon with a worried expression.

"It’s a simple principle. A single drop of an Immortal’s blood is a great treasure. But over there, Immortal Blood is raining down, and there are even Immortal Corpses and broken Divine Soldiers scattered about. Tell me, after this battle ends, how many cultivators do you think will come to explore? Won’t they have to stay in East Sea City?"

Wu Xiaoxu nodded, only half-understanding.

An unknown amount of time passed. A splash of crimson appeared on the horizon, and a figure fell from the clouds, crashing into a mountain valley with a torrent of blood. Only then did the tremors finally cease.

"Who won?" Wu Xiaoxu muttered to himself in confusion. Butcher Zheng just shook his head, his face still full of worry.

After a long while, a weary voice rose from the horizon, echoing throughout the region.

"Another Immortal slain. If there are still enemies, then come. I will slay them all!"

All of East Sea City fell silent.

......

Lu Xuan and Zhang Ling followed Old Master for another four hours, finally ascending a high peak and stopping before a majestic Daoist Palace.

"Is this Second Martial Uncle’s monastery?" Lu Xuan asked, looking at the majestic Daoist Palace in awe and swallowing hard. "It’s so much grander than Third Martial Uncle’s place..."

"Yes and no," Old Master said with a grin. "Did I not tell you? Both of your martial uncles have tens of thousands of incarnations. This is but one of your Second Martial Uncle’s bodies, and one of his monasteries."

Lu Xuan was bewildered. ’Tens of thousands of incarnations?’

’What does that even mean?’

Before he could ask, Old Master stroked his long beard and added,

"This incarnation of his is known as a Celestial King. It is also a main body, and can be considered his true self."

Lu Xuan’s eyes widened. ’A... a Celestial King??’

He might not know about other things, but there were some records of Celestial Kings in the modern era!

He’d read online that according to ancient texts, the Celestial Kings among the Immortals were all major figures. The Ancient Celestial Court, for example, had the Four Great Celestial Kings who guarded the four Celestial Gates!

’Could Second Martial Uncle be one of them?’

’Even if he isn’t, to be able to use the title of Celestial King, he must be on a similar level, right?’

Just as Lu Xuan’s thoughts were running wild, Old Master gave him a strange look. After a moment of silence, he added,

"This incarnation of your Second Martial Uncle is the Primordial Celestial King."

"Oh..." Lu Xuan nodded, only half-understanding, but his eyes grew even brighter. ’The Primordial Celestial King?’

’That name sounds like it’s definitely not weaker than the Four Great Celestial Kings!’

At this thought, he sniffled and broke into a giddy grin.

’Hmm, Master is an Alchemy Official in the Celestial Court. I don’t know the specifics about Second Martial Uncle, but he’s probably comparable to the Four Great Celestial Kings. And while I don’t know what position Third Martial Uncle holds, he surely can’t be far behind!’

In that case...

’My backing is truly immense!’