Chapter 351 — The Hour When Gods Meet
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Outside the Three Primes Hall, the village head, Lizheng, floated in the air with perfect composure. Qingyou the Hermit shot him a glance. "You are quite at ease, Daoist Brother.
You seem not in the least worried whether that disciple of yours can pass the trial of the Three Primes Hall — your confidence in him is absolute. " Lizheng rather missed the rocking chair Shen Mu had made for him. He smiled. "I have great faith in Shen'er's abilities.
The trial of the Three Primes Hall is hard, true, but history has seen no small number of figures enter that hall, and no small number who passed its trial. Shen'er is not their inferior.
" Qingyou the Hermit's eyes flickered.
"The trial of the Three Primes is the Three Primes of godhood itself. You know well how perilous it is, Daoist Brother.
After all, you were one of those who entered it in your day.
" "Were you not one too?
" Lizheng recalled the past, and a sigh escaped him. "Back then I chose the Heavenly Prime breakthrough.
What breakthrough did you choose? " "The Water Prime breakthrough," said Qingyou the Hermit. "I lost, and you won. That is why you surpassed me.
" "The reason I surpassed you was not that I gained the Heavenly Prime breakthrough, but that I had more fighting spirit than you. " Lizheng turned to look at him, his expression somewhat grave.
"My will to fight was stronger than yours, and your capacity to withstand a blow was weaker than mine.
A small difference in character, and little by little a gulf opened between us.
The legacy of Little Yujing is in truth no worse than that of the Human Sovereign Hall. Had your fighting spirit been fiercer, your achievements would not have fallen short of mine. " Qingyou the Hermit gave a snort, rather displeased.
"The Heavenly Prime breakthrough, the Earthly Prime breakthrough, the Water Prime breakthrough — which of them do you think the Human Sovereign will choose?
" Lizheng answered without a moment's pause for thought: "He will choose the strongest of them. " Qingyou the Hermit's whole body shook, and disbelief came over his face.
"The Triple Prime breakthrough?
" Lizheng nodded, unhurried. "His faith and conviction are stronger than mine were then, his fighting spirit fiercer than mine were then. He has unmatched faith and fighting spirit. He will certainly choose the Triple Prime breakthrough!
" "And you are not worried in the least? " Qingyou the Hermit cried out, his voice breaking. "You went through that trial yourself — you ought to know how terrifying the challenge of the Triple Prime breakthrough is! He has no chance of winning at all!
" "As a matter of fact.
.
. " Lizheng laughed, his face wrinkling like a sun-dried orange, an ugly laugh and a happy one. "Shen'er is already stronger than I was back then — he simply hasn't realized it himself.
Not only stronger than I was: stronger by far! The Triple Prime breakthrough — he should be able to get through it. " Qingyou the Hermit's face went suddenly cold, and he laughed a cold laugh. "Daoist Brother, I would say it is not his faith that is invincible, but your faith in him! But you are not of my Little Yujing, after all, and you do not know the horror of the Triple Prime breakthrough.
In the Triple Prime breakthrough, what he faces is a young god of the very same realm as himself!
" Lizheng said gravely: "The Overlord Body has never lost to a divine-ability user of its own realm! " Qingyou the Hermit was driven to distraction — the Overlord Body again! "In all of history, only one person has ever passed the trial of the Triple Prime breakthrough! The Nether Demon Sect once produced a sage hailed as one in five hundred years; he too entered the Three Primes Hall and chose the Triple Prime breakthrough, and he alone passed it. " Qingyou the Hermit sneered. "And then he died — beaten to death by the Daoist sects and the Loulan Golden Palace together with every righteous cultivator under heaven!