Chapter 896: Yan Kang’s Qin Overlord Body, Long Han’s Herd Venerable
Long Qilin and Yan’er waited until Qin Mu’s mood had calmed before stepping forward.
“Chief, are your injuries healed?”
Long Qilin studied Qin Mu. His primordial energy was no longer draining away, and his complexion was much better than before. He probed, “Is there no longer any danger to your life?”
“Consider it healed. But my newly born soul is still very weak. I lost too much primordial energy earlier; this time I only resolved the life-or-death crisis, and my cultivation hasn’t returned to its former peak.”
Qin Mu examined himself and said, “My soul is like a newborn infant, very precarious, yet my spiritual embryo is incredibly powerful. I estimate it will take some time of cultivation to restore balance.”
Yan’er sighed in relief and laughed, “Since the young master’s soul was just born, how old are you now, young master?”
Qin Mu thought carefully, then burst out laughing, “If we’re talking about my physical body, I’m thirty-two years old. If we’re talking about my soul, I was just born and have only existed in the world for one day—I’m still an infant! Strange, truly strange!”
Long Qilin and Yan’er laughed along.
Yan’er giggled, “Today is a big day—the birth of Herd Venerable.”
Qin Mu shook his head, a strange emotion stirring in his heart.
He had clearly lived for thirty-two years, yet today was considered his true birth—how bizarre.
His cultivation was still far from its peak. Although he had resolved the life-or-death crisis, due to the massive losses he had suffered earlier, his current primordial energy cultivation was only one-fifth of what it had been—a devastating reduction.
Moreover, he didn’t know which cultivation realm he now belonged to, because the seven divine repositories of the divine repository cultivation system could no longer measure him. He couldn’t compare himself to other cultivators.
What troubled him most was that he only had the spiritual embryo divine repository left. None of his previous techniques could be perfectly activated.
Whether it was the imperial throne realm techniques he had learned or the Overlord Body Three-Dan Art he had created himself, all of them ran sluggishly, with primordial energy circulation extremely chaotic.
Earlier, Qin Mu had entered a dream and experimented countless times in the dream world. Eventually, he achieved enlightenment within the dream, improving the Overlord Body Three-Dan Art to allow himself to survive.
It was also by relying on the improved Overlord Body Three-Dan Art that he had destroyed the heavenly palace and all the divine repositories, ultimately achieving the creation of heaven and earth to bestow a soul, thus gaining new life.
However, even the improved Overlord Body Three-Dan Art could no longer be cultivated by him now!
Because the improved Overlord Body Three-Dan Art was built upon the foundation of the seven divine repositories cultivation system, and now he only had one spiritual embryo divine repository—one that was also different from the spiritual embryo divine repositories of all other cultivators or deities.
The techniques of cultivators and deities were based on the foundation of divine repositories and heavenly palaces. With the foundation changed, the old techniques could no longer be used.
—The only technique he could still activate was the Infinite Kalpa Sutra of the Great Brahma Heavenly King Buddha. This was because the old Buddha’s technique was a form of mind cultivation; enlightenment within dreams relied on the mind, while cultivation to increase power in the dream world still depended on the divine repository system.
He could use this technique to enter dreams, but he couldn’t cultivate in the dream world either.
Qin Mu tried to activate his divine abilities and breathed a sigh of relief—the power of his abilities was still there, so he wouldn’t have to completely overturn everything he had learned and understood.
If that were the case, it would be far too time-consuming and laborious.
He entered the dream again. In the dream world, countless tiny Qin Mus once again crawled out from his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and even from between his hair.
These miniature Qin Mus, in the bubble world, discussed with serious expressions how to adapt to the new spiritual embryo divine repository, speaking a language that Long Qilin and Yan’er couldn’t understand.
One small Qin Mu stood on a high place, using primordial energy to gesture and sketch, constructing Qin Mu’s spiritual embryo divine repository, marking the paths of primordial energy circulation, and raising his arm to shout, “Jigu! Jigu jigu!”
The other miniature Qin Mu sneered and whispered among themselves, “Jijigu gu! Guji guji!”
That small Qin Mu grew furious and immediately activated the technique he had created. A moment later, he suddenly spat blood profusely.
The other miniature Qin Mu all laughed, “Maha maha!”
Another small Qin Mu climbed to the high place, intending to push the bleeding Qin Mu down. The bleeding Qin Mu still had a breath left, grabbed his sleeve, and said feebly, “Guji…”
“Maha!”
The other small Qin Mu threw him down, excitedly constructing his own spiritual embryo divine repository technique, showing it to the countless tiny Qin Mu below, shouting, “Guji! Guji jigu!”
The other Qin Mu watched, nodding repeatedly, and praised, “Guji!”
That small Qin Mu activated the spiritual embryo divine repository technique, and suddenly his entire body exploded, blood splattering everywhere, and he fell to the ground, dead.
The many miniature Qin Mu below laughed heartily, all saying, “Maha maha!”
Long Qilin and Yan’er were long accustomed to this and found it unremarkable, but Yan’er was still very curious about the miniature Qin Mu in Qin Mu’s dream world. She lay outside the dream world, watching these little people die in various ways.
Those miniature Qin Mu created techniques, tested them, and then died in all sorts of bizarre ways.
Even more tiny Qin Mu emerged from Qin Mu’s mind, continuing to experiment, fearless of death.
They had their own unique language, which Yan’er couldn’t understand, but the small Qin Mu communicated without hindrance, ensuring the flow of information.
Long Qilin continued carrying them forward. This day, they finally neared the Yong River, hearing the roaring and surging of the river.
Just then, Long Qilin heard from atop his head an unusually noisy commotion from Qin Mu’s dream world. Countless tiny Qin Mu were running wildly in the dream world, cheering, tossing one small Qin Mu into the air, catching him, tossing him again, and catching him again, their cheers unceasing.
“Sister Yan’er, what’s happening?” Long Qilin quickly asked.
Yan’er said excitedly, “The young master has created his own technique!”
Long Qilin hurriedly stopped, using his primordial energy to lift the sleeping Qin Mu and place him on the ground. They saw that around Qin Mu’s dream world, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood—countless tiny Qin Mu had died, truly a tragic sight.
The other small Qin Mu were cheering and leaping, tossing one little fellow high into the air. That small Qin Mu wore a proud expression, letting the countless versions of himself below toss him up, clearly filled with satisfaction.
Suddenly, all the small Qin Mu panicked and scattered in all directions, while the one who had made the achievement was left uncatched, falling with a thud to the ground. He stood up angrily, shouting, “Jiji gugu!”
The fleeing tiny Qin Mu ran around like headless flies, wailing and crying, and suddenly they all disappeared one by one. The small Qin Mu who had made the achievement also panicked, running around wildly, then suddenly pressed against the wall of the dream world, pounding on it with his hands, crying and begging the Yan’er outside to save him.
Yan’er couldn’t bear it and was about to rescue him when the dream world dissipated with a pop, and all the small Qin Mu vanished completely.
Qin Mu opened his eyes, sat up, stretched his body, and laughed, “I woke up from this sleep, having endured countless kalpas, and finally my technique is complete.”
Yan’er was still grieving for the small Qin Mu in the dream world, feeling melancholy and quite annoyed with Qin Mu. “You wake up, and all the little poor things die. Don’t expect me to feed you anymore!”
Qin Mu activated his new technique, no longer worried about qi deviation. His primordial energy circulated with extreme smoothness, and his soul, which had just been born not long ago, was continuously growing and strengthening. His heart was very happy.
Long Qilin, seeing his cheerful mood, asked, “Chief, can this method of yours be taught to others?”
Qin Mu shook his head, “Too difficult. At my level, the path I’ve taken is only the one most suitable for me. To learn my technique, one would first need to reach the Heavenly River realm and have some research into the divine ability of constancy and change. They would also need to be proficient in numerology and creation, and also learn the Infinite Kalpa Sutra of the Great Brahma Heavenly King Buddha, with exceptional attainments in martial arts and swordsmanship. In short, others can’t learn it.”
Long Qilin silently lamented the pity.
“However, the technique created by Imperial Venerable is more suitable for the masses.”
Qin Mu said, “But it also requires a high level of comprehension, making it quite difficult to popularize. Have we reached the Yong River?”
Long Qilin said, “Ahead is the Yong River Academy.”
They arrived at the Yong River Academy, only to find it already occupied by divine beings from the Heavenly Court, who were engaged in large-scale construction, building luxurious palaces. Many dragon gods and river deities had been conscripted as slaves, working hard.
They had already built a magnificent divine city here, extremely vast. When Qin Mu arrived, the slaves were using their own blood to inscribe arrays on the surface of the divine city. The palaces within the city had already risen into the sky under the enhancement of the arrays.
These divine palaces and halls were chained down; otherwise, they would fly beyond the heavens.
Only when the entire great city rose would it stabilize, floating in the air, becoming a major asset for the Heavenly Court to rule this region.
The Yong River was the Heavenly River, rich in resources, extremely important to the Primordial Realm.
Since the ancient god Heavenly Emperor ruled the Primordial Realm, he naturally placed great importance on the Yong River and had to station heavy troops here.
Qin Mu saw Dragon Tamer Lord in the divine city. This fellow had actually become a minor overseer supervising the dragon gods and river gods, currently overseeing the work.
“Dragon Tamer Lord!”
Long Qilin called out loudly, “The Chief is looking for you!”
Dragon Tamer Lord turned his head at the sound, saw it was Qin Mu, hurriedly ran over, and bowed to Qin Mu, his heart uneasy.
Qin Mu smiled, “No need to worry. If you had betrayed me, you would have died without a burial place long ago. You are only temporarily surrendering to the Heavenly Court to save your own life. Dragon Tamer Lord, how did you survive?”
Dragon Tamer Lord had made a pact with him under Little Earth Lord, and was watched closely by Qin Fengqing, who already regarded him as food. If Dragon Tamer Lord had betrayed him, he would certainly have been eaten by Qin Fengqing.
Since Qin Fengqing hadn’t eaten him, it meant Dragon Tamer Lord hadn’t betrayed him.
Although Qin Mu didn’t have much faith in his brother Qin Fengqing’s character, he trusted his appetite.
Dragon Tamer Lord sighed in relief and said, “When the Heavenly Court’s army arrived here, I led the dragon gods of the river to surrender. Many dragon gods intended to betray you, Lord, and died on the spot, becoming corpses for no apparent reason. Although I surrendered, I didn’t dare betray you, Lord. Seeing that I was still useful, the Heavenly Court’s army spared my life and made me oversee the construction of the divine city.”
Qin Mu asked, “Who is the deity guarding the Yong River?”
“Martial Ultimate Divine Venerable, a disciple of the East Heaven Azure Emperor.”
Dragon Tamer Lord said, “The East Heaven Azure Emperor swept through the various demigod races, pacified all forces, and has already left the Primordial Realm to return to the East Heaven, leaving Martial Ultimate Divine Venerable to suppress this place. Lord, you should leave quickly. Many people have come down from the Heavenly Court, a mix of good and bad. Some have been asking about you, Lord, with very hostile intentions.”
Qin Mu nodded slightly and laughed, “I’ve long heard that there are people in the Heavenly Court who want to deal with me, Herd Venerable. I’ve already taken precautions, so don’t worry.”
Just then, a hearty laugh rang out. From a great hall above the divine city under construction, someone called out loudly, “Herd Venerable has come from afar. Martial Ultimate failed to welcome you; forgive me, forgive me! Herd Venerable, please come up and speak.”
Dragon Tamer Lord’s expression changed, and he signaled Qin Mu to leave quickly. Qin Mu laughed, “It’s fine. There are many who want to kill me; if I hide everywhere, when will it end? You step down first.”
Dragon Tamer Lord was about to persuade him further when Qin Mu said with a half-smile, “Even if the East Heaven Azure Emperor came, he would have to show me some respect, let alone his disciple?”
Dragon Tamer Lord said, “Lord, it’s easier to deal with the King of Hell than the petty ghosts! The divine beings of the Heavenly Court have ill intentions; why seek humiliation? That Martial Ultimate Divine Venerable is no good either…”
Qin Mu waved his hand, stood on Long Qilin’s head, and headed toward the divine hall in the sky.
Before the divine hall, Martial Ultimate Divine Venerable, along with a group of divine beings and young talents, lined up to welcome him, laughing heartily, “Yan Kang’s Qin Overlord Body, Long Han’s Herd Venerable, one of the Three Heroes of Reform—even my teacher would respectfully bow when meeting you!”
He bowed to Qin Mu in greeting, then glanced at the divine beings from the Heavenly Court on both sides, suddenly furious, and shouted, “When you see Herd Venerable, why don’t you bow?”
One divine being sneered, “Overlord Body? Herd Venerable? Just a useless cripple—does he deserve a bow from us heavenly gods?”
Martial Ultimate Divine Venerable was furious, cursing repeatedly, and said apologetically to Qin Mu, “Herd Venerable, these motherfuckers are ignorant. Please, with your great magnanimity, don’t blame them. Please, come inside.”
Qin Mu stepped down from Long Qilin’s head, walked up to him, and said with a faint smile, “No matter. Divine Venerable, please.”