Chapter 674 — The One from the Nether Capital
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Ling Yuxiu gazed at the ten-zhang spirit primordial behind Shen Mu, and her heart gave a faint jolt. "The Heaven-Man realm?"
She was a pioneer of the Six Harmonies spirit primordial, and her attainments in the spirit primordial were exceedingly high. It could be said that throughout all Jingping, and even across the countless heavens of the world, the only one whose spirit primordial at the same realm could rival hers was Shen Mu alone.
Shen Mu's achievements in the spirit primordial were somewhat higher than hers, but not by much, for when he cultivated, Shen Mu liked to let his attention wander to other things, now tinkering with this cultivation art, now revising that one; by nature he was flighty and restless.
She, by contrast, was more single-minded, devoting herself wholly to revising and perfecting her Ancestral Dragon Grand Mystery Art, and so in her spirit primordial cultivation she had not fallen far behind Shen Mu.
Yet even so, at the Seven Stars realm she could not manifest her spirit primordial into the form of a Heaven-Man realm spirit primordial.
For the Heaven-Man realm spirit primordial form was exceedingly powerful; set against the Seven Stars realm it was as different as cloud from mud. A Heaven-Man realm spirit primordial could manifest a form outside the body, possessing unmatched power and might.
Even though Ling Yuxiu was one of the founding patriarchs of the Six Harmonies spirit primordial, she could not accomplish this step.
Thus she could tell at a glance that the spirit primordial behind Shen Mu at this moment was a Heaven-Man spirit primordial!
Clearly, during these dozen-odd days of five-thunder tempering, Shen Mu had seized the chance to shatter the wall and leap up to the Heaven-Man realm!
To step into the Heaven-Man realm at twenty, that was truly a meteoric advance, surpassing countless elders before him.
Ling Yuxiu struggled forward, drawing several steps closer, and at last could make out the enormous bulk behind Shen Mu: it was the Dragon Qilin.
In the dozen-odd days since she had last seen him, the Dragon Qilin had grown much thinner, or more precisely, many parts of him had grown thin, as imposing as when he had once guarded the mountain gate of the Grand Academy; only his belly was still enormous, no doubt because the lightning strikes had never tempered his hide.
Suddenly the Dragon Qilin flopped down, rolled half over, limbs to the sky, and opened his great mouth wide, letting the heavenly thunder pound his belly.
"Even this trick? Using it to temper away the fat on his belly?"
Ling Yuxiu did not know whether to laugh or cry. She struggled forward, but her ears were filled with thunder and the Ancestral Dragon's Eight Tones, and she could not make out a word Shen Mu said to her.
Shen Mu leaned close to her ear and shouted, "Careful!"
"Careful of what?" Ling Yuxiu shouted back.
The heavenly thunder bursting from the Five Thunders Pot suddenly grew thick and fierce, the strikes more violent than ever. Ling Yuxiu was scorched outside and tender within, and the Dragon Qilin was struck until he twitched without cease; but the Mystic Water Dragon Pearl and the Qilin Pearl circled around them, and the burns on their bodies healed swiftly.
Enduring the pain, Ling Yuxiu was astonished. "Fat Dragon's Mystic Water Dragon Pearl has this effect too? Of course. Fat Dragon's dragon saliva can swiftly heal wounds, so his Mystic Water Dragon Pearl must serve the same purpose. No wonder they can hold out so long at the very heart of the lightning."
Still, she did not dare send her own spirit primordial out of her body to face the lightning.
Shen Mu had succeeded in shattering the wall and become a Heaven-Man realm divine ability user; his spirit primordial was strong enough that he dared let it endure the lightning strikes. For now, Ling Yuxiu could not manage the same.