Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 108 - 91: All Techniques Are Innately Free! Dong Dong, Dong Dong (5,000-Word - )
The turbulent clouds form a haze, while the dazzling sun seems hidden in the abyss.
Over Xiong Family Village, a somber and desolate cloud looms.
Inside the clan’s ancestral hall, the deep corridors are already in ruins, with collapsed railings and fragments of stones visible everywhere.
Amidst the pervasive dust and smoke, Xiong Qianshan staggers forward, his face pale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, looking incredulously ahead, staring at the once submissive Xiong Ba.
"South Pole Pill Platform opens the treasure, Beidu Xuanming breaks Luofeng..." Xiong Qianshan gritted his teeth.
"Taiyin Technique, Life-saving Skill... You have received the true teachings!?"
At this moment, Xiong Qianshan’s heart was like a raging wave, surging endlessly.
He never dreamed that the Yin Mountain Daoist Skill he had painstakingly practiced was utterly defenseless against Xiong Ba.
Profound Profound Break Method, shining with might.
If not for receiving the true teachings of the Taiyi Dharma Lineage, one could not possess such power.
"Xiong Qianshan, you haven’t mastered the Daoist Skill of the Yin Mountain Sect properly yet," Xiong Ba said indifferently.
Originally, as he followed Zhang Fan in comprehending the Taiyin Technique, his cultivation gradually formed, and his temperament changed, no longer timid as before. Now, with this decisive battle, even Xiong Qianshan was trampled underfoot, firmly establishing Xiong Ba’s confidence.
The Xiong Ba of today is no longer what he used to be.
With ambition achieved, power comes with dominance.
"How is it possible? This waste... Even his brother..."
In the distance, Xiong Qianxing looked at the scene before him, hardly able to believe it. That Xiong Ba, who wasn’t even considered a direct disciple and was submissive to his bullying, had unknowingly grown to such a height that even Xiong Qianshan couldn’t suppress him.
"Xiong Ba, you’re not practicing Yin Mountain Sect’s Daoist Skill. You’re following a heretical path, how dare you," Xiong Qianshan said in a heavy tone, his earlier disdain now replaced by deep apprehension.
Indeed, the Taiyin Life-saving Skill is the nemesis of the Yin Mountain Dharma Lineage.
"The Immortal seeks inward, all methods essentially free by nature... Xiong Qianshan, you can’t even comprehend this truth, seeing only the divisions of factions and differences of skills... I’m afraid in this life you’ll go no further," Xiong Ba said calmly.
"You..."
"Well... well, a fitting expression of essential freedom in all methods."
Just then, a gentle clapping sound slowly arose, accompanied by a soft and graceful voice of praise. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
Xiong Ba looked up and saw a graceful figure slowly walking out from the corner.
"Xiong Qianqiu!?" Xiong Ba’s gaze slightly narrowed, resembling a fine line.
Among the younger generation of the Xiong Family, there are many outstanding disciples. Xiong Qianshan is considered one, and Xiong Qianqiu is another. Moreover, this woman’s Daoist cultivation surpasses the former.
"Be careful, he has trained..." Xiong Qianshan’s expression slightly darkened as he saw her arrival, yet he still spoke to warn.
"Step aside."
Xiong Qianqiu shook her hand, interrupting him without accepting his goodwill.
"Don’t be too careless, underestimating your enemy will lead to defeat. He’s not a weak opponent."
Xiong Qianshan suppressed his anger, unsure if he was reminding her or making excuses for himself.
"Of course, he’s not a weak opponent, otherwise how could he suppress you?" Xiong Qianqiu said calmly, her eyes never shifting, not moving an inch from Xiong Ba.
"You’ve been hiding in the shadows, observing since earlier," Xiong Ba furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice.
"What?"
Beside him, Xiong Qianxing’s expression slightly changed, realizing that Xiong Qianqiu had been hiding here all along, unnoticed by everyone... no, to be precise, unnoticed by everyone except Xiong Ba.
"Oh? I didn’t expect there to be someone like you among the peers of the Xiong Family..."
Xiong Qianqiu’s beautiful eyes lit up, gaining a new regard for Xiong Ba.
"Perhaps... those elders in the clan really have gotten old, such talent was never discovered, raising a rebel in vain."
At these words, Xiong Qianqiu’s coldly beautiful face was like covered in frost.
Buzz...
Almost simultaneously, Xiong Ba suddenly became alert, quickly retreating backward.
"I invoke the Ancestral Master, Yin Mountain Refining Technique."
"The Evil Sect opens wide, Ghost Refining."
...
Xiong Qianqiu’s hands weaved a seal, forming the Yin Mountain Seal, stepping the Cold Abyss Step, chanting incantations.
This is the unique Seal Decision Gang Step of the Yin Mountain Sect, with the Yin Mountain Seal symbolizing the tens of thousands of souls lingering in the Yin Mountain area, rumored to be the site of the Ancestral Master Yin Mountain Ancestor’s sacred ground.
The Cold Abyss Step represents all living creatures entering the Cold Extreme Abyss upon death.
For ordinary people, forming this seal and stepping this step, even without activating the Primordial Spirit, would allow them to see unclean things at midnight. However, frequent use of this method would deteriorate the body, reducing lifespan, inevitably bringing severe illness.
Buzz...
Just then, Xiong Qianqiu’s clothes fluttered without wind, and the surrounding air temperature suddenly dropped. Her shadow seemed vivid as reality and moved on its own.
"Yin Mountain’s own Ghost Refining Skill." Xiong Ba’s gaze suddenly sank.
Ghosts do not have shadows because they themselves are the shadows, commonly invisible to ordinary people.
At this moment, if observed with Primordial Spirit Observation, one could notice that within Xiong Qianqiu’s shadow, a denser shadow was about to leap out, expanding continuously like a patch of darkness, advancing towards Xiong Ba.
"Spirit-guiding, clan refining, ascend twelve towers above..."
"In the Mud Ball Palace, gather all immortals, journey to the Peach of Immortality banquet..."
Xiong Ba chanted continuously, forming the Lion Seal with his hands, stepping the Heaven-Ascending Step, leading souls to the heavens for their salvation.
Immediately, a red line rose beneath his feet, winding and extending like a ladder.
Buzz...
At that moment, the mass of shadow pressed in horizontally, with fang-like shadows extending, abruptly severing the red line.
"Ghost Evil!"
Xiong Ba’s expression changed slightly, sensing a wave of chilling coldness assaulting along those fang shadows, the latter continuously severing the red line, invading his body, dispersing his True Yang, hindering the use of the Taiyin Technique.
