Chapter 739 — Not My Inferior
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 2 of 5
" Shen Mu halted; all his afterimages folded back into his body with a series of swishing sounds, and he watched Hu Bugui with urgent anxiety. Old Farmer and Old Ox likewise stared at Hu Bugui, who stood there motionless, their hearts frantic with worry—Old Farmer clenching his fists, Old Ox rearing up on his hind legs, a hoof at his mouth, his teeth clacking together as he gnawed at his own hoof.
The Dragon Qilin scraped the ground uneasily with its claws and soon dug out a large pit.
Hu Bugui stood there for a long time without moving.
Then, all at once, the blood mist around him surged and poured back into his body.
The air all around became clear. His aura began to climb sharply; his primordial qi grew more and more violent, his primordial spirit more and more stable, and his aura formed a madly spinning current around him, spinning faster and faster, spreading wider and wider!
Jing Yan could not keep her footing; her skirts flew about as she was drawn toward Hu Bugui.
Her cultivation was weaker than the others'.
Xu Shenghua hastily seized her hand and pulled her back.
Hu Bugui's aura grew stronger and stronger. The Jianmu Divine Bridge joined all his divine treasuries into one; all the treasuries fused, and the six great divine treasuries became a single unified treasury. Then the Jianmu Divine Bridge grew to its limit and forcibly pushed out yet another divine treasury—the Divine Bridge Divine Treasury!
Like all the other martial artists of the Dipper-Ox Realm, Hu Bugui had never possessed a Divine Bridge Divine Treasury, and now the crown of the Jianmu had formed this very treasury!
This was the principal reason his cultivation shot upward in a straight line!
At last Old Farmer was moved.
He had been confined in the Dipper-Ox Realm for twenty thousand years precisely to solve the problem that its people, lacking the Divine Bridge Divine Treasury, could not ascend to the Heavenly Palace. His solution had been to make the people of the Dipper-Ox Realm train bitterly in the martial way, entering the Dao through martial arts so that their primordial spirits could ascend to the Heavenly Palace.
Yet in all those twenty thousand years, no one had ever achieved this step; even if, in all that time, someone could enter the Dao through martial arts, none could ascend in primordial spirit as Old Farmer had.
Such adepts who entered the Dao through martial arts would often lose their power in the midst of their primordial-spirit ascension; their primordial spirits would fall into the Nether Capital, their bodies would perish, and their Dao would dissolve. Hu Bugui was the only young person in recent years to have entered the Dao through martial arts, and Shen Mu's sudden appearance had enabled him to do it, making Hu Bugui the one with the greatest hope of replicating Old Farmer's path.
Yet even so, the likelihood that Hu Bugui could ascend to the Heavenly Palace was minuscule.
The Woodcutter Sage had not spoken wrongly: the Heavenly Master of Combat was the foremost martial artist in all of history, and no one could rival him. Hu Bugui might hold this hope, but the gap was enormous.
Old Farmer had in fact never thought highly of the Xu Shenghua whom Shen Mu praised so lavishly; a moment ago he had even entertained the idea of killing Xu Shenghua with one punch and then Shen Mu with another.
But now, with Xu Shenghua and Shen Mu joining hands in a display so dazzling it left him reeling, they had actually made a Divine Bridge Divine Treasury spring into being out of thin air within Hu Bugui! At last Hu Bugui had a seventh divine treasury!
Not only that—his seven divine treasuries had been joined into one, cultivating a single divine treasury unprecedented in history! Such an achievement might even surpass Old Farmer! His eye sockets suddenly grew moist, old tears blurring his sight.