Realm-Hopping Martial Master-Chapter 485 - 289: My own mighty power surpasses everything; I am already in the late stage of the Primordial Pill Realm!
Jiang Shu had barely finished speaking when he swept Han Zhiqing with his spiritual power, confirming there were no tracking marks. He personally controlled the treasure ship, pushing its speed to the limit, slicing through wind and waves to bypass Fuhai City.
The public killing of a Dao Yi Sect Inner Sect Disciple was a serious matter. Once news spread, even Nirvana Realm Monarchs might not sit still and could emerge from seclusion to pursue the killer directly. If he was still in the Endless Sea by then, escape would be difficult. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
Jiang Shu was acutely aware of this. His Primordial Pill had condensed sixty-eight Divine Skills, making it comparable, in terms of Divine Skills, to those of some Loose Cultivator-level Nirvana Realm Monarchs. But the Primordial Pill Realm and the Nirvana Realm were still a whole major realm apart. Especially after experiencing the Nirvana Wind Tribulation, the bodies and souls of Nirvana Realm Monarchs would undoubtedly advance to another level, possessing a formidable power incomparable to True Men of the Primordial Pill Realm. In actual combat, he was no match for the Dao Yi Sect’s Nirvana Realm elders, let alone ordinary Loose Cultivator True Monarchs, who were currently beyond his capabilities.
WHOOSH!
Jiang Shu pushed his Primordial Power to its limit, his three Holy Embryos rapidly cycling energy. After a full three hours, he retracted the treasure ship. He and Han Zhiqing, who had also disguised her appearance, then mounted the Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile and flew toward the True Martial Sect.
The first time he entered the True Martial Sect, he was just a mere Detachment Realm cultivator, a lowly servant disciple in the grand True Martial Sect. But now, having crossed two major realms, condensed his Primordial Pill, and gained unsurpassed Divine Skills, his return to the sect no longer required the same extreme caution as before.
Zhou Ming’s descendants must be cared for. The matter of Zhou Yan must be resolved. After everything is settled, I will make the final sprint to the Nirvana Realm. Only by reaching the Nirvana Realm can I return to the Wenxian Palace, directly comprehend the Great Dao of the Immortal Script, and aim for the Vientiane Realm. Only by reaching the Nirvana Realm can I truly set foot in the Star Ruins Realm, ensure my own safety, and have a chance to enter those three great secret places: The Eternal Tower, the Deep Space Sea, and the Immortal Stairs. Each secret place, in its mystique and profundity, is no less than the Wenxian Palace. Especially the Immortal Stairs.
To this day, he still remembered the Wenxian Palace’s Artifact Spirit speaking of its master’s helplessness—the most formidable being in the Cang Mang Domain, a master above the Chaos Hole Realm, appearing so fragile and minute before eternal imperishability.
It’s possible that in the Cang Mang Domain, I can at most reach the Returning Void Realm in my lifetime. To truly transcend, I must venture to the Star Ruins Realm. In the land of eternal imperishability, I must attain my own eternal, undying Dao.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Jiang Shu’s resolution grew firmer. At this moment, however, he wasn’t in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, he occasionally explained some cultivation issues in the Primordial Pill Realm to Han Zhiqing. This time, Han Zhiqing’s performance had all been observed by him. She had barely passed the test, in his estimation. As her master, it was natural to give her a substantial reward.
Jiang Shu had communicated and cultivated with the Artifact Spirit in the Wenxian Palace for a hundred years. As a result, his understanding of Primordial Pill Realm cultivation now surpassed even that of an average Nirvana Realm Monarch. His guidance was naturally insightful and comprehensive. He expounded upon one Divine Skill after another, dissecting them as elegantly as a skilled butcher carving an ox, in a thoroughly comprehensive manner.
From feeling frightened at first, Han Zhiqing later became utterly engrossed. Having never received guidance from a renowned teacher since entering the Furnace Fire Realm, she had never heard such profound explanations of cultivation. Her entire Primordial Power seemed to resonate. From time to time, on the back of the Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile, she would form hand seals and deploy Divine Skills to verify what she learned. Her pupils shone with keen brilliance. Former bottlenecks were gradually broken through.
「Time flew like a shuttle.」
High in the sky, the late-stage Inner Core Realm Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile moved at unmatched speed, like a meteor chasing the moon. After days and nights of relentless travel, the outlines of the True Martial Thirty-Six Cities finally, faintly, came into view.
"You’ll disguise yourself as a Furnace Fire Realm cultivator and go to True Martial Fourth City for me to ensure the safety of Zhou Ming’s descendants," Jiang Shu instructed. "Be careful in all things. If any issue arises, you can come directly to the True Martial Sect and transmit a message to me. My name is Jiang Shu."
With a touch of his finger, Jiang Shu transmitted all the features and information about Zhou Ming’s descendants into Han Zhiqing’s mind. Although he had received Zhou Ming’s inheritance, it was clearly impossible for him to personally oversee the protection of his descendants for three generations of wealth and glory. His time and energy were too precious. Sending a True Man of the Primordial Pill Realm was sufficient. Now that Han Zhiqing had received his guidance, she might even be somewhat more powerful than Zhou Ming of the past. As long as he dealt with Zhou Yan, with Han Zhiqing’s strength, protecting them for three generations would be simple, let alone ten.
Having said this, he stored the Cloud Winged Flying Crocodile back into the Beast Taming Bag and, stepping through the air, returned directly to the True Martial Sect.
The True Martial Sect was a true grand sect of cultivation, having stood tall for ten thousand years. It mattered not that Jiang Shu had only been away for a little over a year this time. Even if he had truly cultivated arduously outside for a hundred years, upon his return, the True Martial Sect would still be the same, unchanged.
Descending to his familiar dwelling, Jiang Shu breathed a long sigh of relief. Although there had been no dangers along the way, he had remained constantly vigilant. With a spread of his palm, he undid the restrictions on a stack of Sound Transmission Talismans and activated them one by one.
Among them was good news about various cultivation breakthroughs from Xue Xuan and Luo Yu. But the most important message was from Lu Qingling: "Brother Jiang, the Sect has nominated you as a participant for the Divine Power Conference. You must come to me when you return; it’s extremely urgent!"
The Divine Power Conference? Is this Zhou Yan’s doing?
The Divine Power Conference was a grand event held by the Eight Great Sects only once every sixty years. The Sect would only select its truly genius disciples to participate; ordinary disciples typically volunteered, needing only to possess a qualifying skill.
