Starting Cultivation During a Trip-Chapter 87 - 83: World’s Number One, Three Corpses Illuminating Fate (5k Word - )_2
This is what the Daoist Sect refers to as the Eastern Eternal Joy Pure Land—East Pole Miaoyan Palace.
It is also the [Taiyi Celestial Venerable of Salvation]’s, that is, the Nine-headed Divine Lion’s master’s, Dao site.
The Taiyin Technique, the Life-saving Skill, is led by the [Taiyi Celestial Venerable of Salvation] as the Dharma Master, capable of dispelling karmic burdens, pacifying Yin turbidity, saving lost souls, and suppressing demons...
This lineage happens to be the nemesis of the Yin Mountain Sect.
Zhang Fan never expected that this youth, born in the Yin Mountain Sect with no apparent talent, would secretly cultivate the Life-saving Skill from the [Taiyin Technique].
Among the countless dharma lineages in the Daoist Sect, the reputation of the Taiyin Technique is no less than the Northern Emperor Technique.
Yet, similarly, over the long river of time, this lineage has also become mysterious and unfathomable, gradually faded, with only three to five people in the world receiving its true transmission.
"Where did this kid learn it?" Zhang Fan murmured.
He thought this Taiyi Life-saving Skill looked very familiar, but he was certain... he shouldn’t have seen it before.
Previously, he only saw related records in the [Dao Secret Record], which said that if the Life-saving skill is accomplished, it can transform thousands of ghosts and demons, possessing extensive divine techniques, with unfathomable power.
For such secret techniques, Zhang Fan could only covet.
He knew that this kind of skill cannot be touched without fate, one might not even get to see it.
Clearly, this youth before him was indeed one with fate, gaining the true transmission from the unseen.
For Zhang Fan to witness it with his own eyes today, it was already a great stroke of luck.
"Cough, cough..."
At this moment, Zhang Fan’s heart stirred, he coughed twice, and stepped out from behind a tombstone.
"Who... ghost or human?"
Xiong Ba, like a startled bird, instantly awakened from his cultivation state, his eyes wide like brass bells, shooting out sharp glances like lightning, his ears stood up like antennas, focusing on the suspicious sound, staring deadly at Zhang Fan.
"Who... who are you?" Xiong Ba asked defensively, the panicked look revealing his guilty conscience.
"Are you a disciple of the Yin Mountain Sect?" Zhang Fan squinted his eyes, sizing up Xiong Ba.
"Nonsense... I’m not." Xiong Ba argued, his face flushed red.
"I not only know you’re a disciple of the Yin Mountain Sect, but I also know your surname." Zhang Fan chuckled.
"Surname... what surname?"
Xiong Ba asked nervously, implying he already admitted to being a disciple of the Yin Mountain Sect.
"If not Ming, then Gu."
"Hahaha, you’re bluffing without even making drafts?" Xiong Ba laughed out loud at Zhang Fan’s guess.
"So your surname is Xiong."
"..."
"How... how do you know?" Xiong Ba stammered, his eyes showing astonishment.
"Tsk tsk... a disciple of the Yin Mountain Xiong Family, cultivating the Taiyi Life-saving skill, you’re quite impressive."
"Don’t... don’t spread false rumors." Xiong Ba’s eyes flickered with panic.
"Won’t admit? How about we find your family to confirm?" Zhang Fan threatened.
"No... no..." Xiong Ba quickly stood up, waving his hand hurriedly.
"Hehe, I’ll keep this secret for my whole life."
Seeing Xiong Ba’s panicked expression, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but laugh, a voice seemed to sound in his heart.
"Where did you learn this Taiyi Life-saving skill?" Zhang Fan shifted his tone, inquiring.
"Um..." Xiong Ba hesitated to speak, looking distressed.
"Your family..."
"I’ll tell you..." Xiong Ba’s expression slightly changed, quickly interrupting Zhang Fan’s words.
"When... when I was young, I opened the altar to enter, worshipped the Ancestral Master... learned at home in the ancestral hall." Xiong Ba gritted his teeth.
"What? Your family’s ancestral hall?" Zhang Fan showed a strange look.
"Underneath our family’s ancestral hall, there’s a ghost... a fierce ghost... he secretly passed me the technique..." Xiong Ba lowered his voice.
"A fierce ghost?" Zhang Fan pondered.
The Yin Mountain Sect’s Yin Refining and Ghost Control Skill is unparalleled, it’s said they can use Transportation Skill, leverage ghosts to build momentum, seek fortune and avoid evil, escape death and seize life.
"That ghost... secretly passed me this technique, saying that if I cultivate this technique, someday there’s a great fortune waiting for me..."
"He also said..." Xiong Ba hesitated, stopping again.
"Said what?" Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.
"He also said... after cultivating this technique, the Xiong Family will be mine someday."
"Hmm!?" Zhang Fan was momentarily stunned.
"They’re just ghostly words... ghost words cannot be trusted..." Xiong Ba shook his head.
In the Xiong Family, his status could be seen from his name.
In the Yin Mountain Xiong Family, all direct disciples are named according to generation, this generation’s direct disciples are all of the Qian Character Generation, such as Xiong Qianxing, Xiong Qianshan.
Yet, he’s outside the direct line, even his master was selected from a Gu Family elder, thus it’s evident how marginal his status in the Xiong Family is, let alone his lack of talent in the Yin Mountain Sect’s skills.
Such an existence generally becomes independent shortly after adulthood, after two or three generations, there’s hardly any relation with the Xiong Family.
In fact, Ming Yunxia’s grandfather Ming Chengjun was the same back in the day, however, his fortunes were extraordinary, and after leaving the Ming Family, he achieved something else, even mastering the Ming Family’s unique skill, Ghost Gate Divine Needle.
"You... you can’t tell anyone, otherwise if my family finds out, I’m done for." Xiong Ba couldn’t help but look at Zhang Fan, almost begging.
He always felt that this man suddenly appearing in front of him doesn’t seem like a good person, just damn not a good person.
"Don’t be afraid... I understand the Taiyi Life-saving Skill too, but seeing your incorrect cultivation method, I couldn’t help but want to give you guidance." Zhang Fan shifted his tone, revealing a friendly smile.
"You understand, too?" Xiong Ba was momentarily confused, then suspiciously started assessing Zhang Fan.
"Don’t believe?" Zhang Fan glanced sideways: "If you don’t believe, mention all you know about the Taiyi Life-saving Skill, I’ll verify it with you."
