Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

Chapter 560: Chapter 342: Standing Against the Ninth-Grade Martial Kings

Thunder Mountain exploded, shattering countless dreams. On the road leading to Yin Chuan City, more and more people gathered.

With the departure of the crowd, today’s events will surely cause a sensation across Beiding Continent, and even the Five Great Domains.

Thunder Mountain is too famous. The prodigies and Martial Saints of the Five Great Domains have all come here to comprehend, hoping to unravel the Celestial Skill discovered thousands of years ago, yet without exception, even Xuanyuan Peak, proclaimed as the most gifted for two thousand years in the Eastern Domain, failed.

"...Just like that, a unique mark formed within me. As I activated it, Thunder Mountain exploded, and I obtained the complete Cultivation Technique."

Walking along the official road, Wei Fan used Mind Communication to roughly explain the process of obtaining the Nine-Nine True Skill to Feng Hua and Zhi Hua.

The two were speechless for a long time. It really was like many people speculated; the Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill does not require supernatural Comprehension, because if even someone like Xuanyuan Peak couldn’t grasp the essence of the Cultivation Technique, who else in the world could truly master it?

"What is the mystery of the Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill?" Feng Hua pursued further.

This question was somewhat out of line and rather impolite. Feng Hua wasn’t typically someone who disregarded etiquette, but like most others, she too once held fantasies about the "Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill," harboring an extraordinary obsession with this Martial Arts.

Not just her; it’s estimated that even if Xuanyuan Peak knew Wei Fan had obtained the "Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill" he couldn’t comprehend, he would certainly inquire.

"It should belong to the Ancient Martial Arts among the Body Refining Martial Arts. As for its mystery, I haven’t cultivated it, so I don’t know..."

He wasn’t unwilling to describe the Nine-Nine True Skill in detail to Feng Hua and Zhi Hua, but recalling now, apart from the initial few words he heard, he couldn’t remember anything else related to the Nine-Nine True Skill.

It’s as though he had a dream and, upon waking, forgot most of it.

His Heart Spirit followed the mysterious celestial sound, entering the Dao, intoxicated by it, clearly retrieving everything related to the Nine-Nine True Skill, yet really unable to recall it all.

Obviously, this involves things beyond the scope of his current realm, hence his inability to recall.

Just like the Scripture of the Three Emperors, once the Three Emperors’ Discussion of Dao reaches the Martial Saint Level, it abruptly halts for him, signifying the things related to the Martial Saint Realm might be entirely different from previous realms.

The Scripture of the Three Emperors protects him; the one who left the Nine-Nine True Skill also guards him.

Wei Fan shook his head and said, "It’s not actually called Thunder Mountain Celestial Skill; its true name is the Nine-Nine True Skill. Have you heard of it?"

Nine-Nine True Skill?

Feng Hua and Zhi Hua pondered, but ultimately shook their heads together, indicating they hadn’t heard of the name Nine-Nine True Skill.

Wei Fan couldn’t help but feel somewhat disappointed.

The Nine-Nine True Skill shouldn’t be inferior to the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, and might even be stronger because both the Nine-Nine True Skill and the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations are supreme cultivation techniques comparable to the Divine Spirit.

He had thought to inquire about the origin of the Nine-Nine True Skill through Feng Hua and Zhi Hua’s knowledge, but found neither had heard of it.

It can only be said that the history of the Nine-Nine True Skill is likely very long, long enough that the current Human Race has no corresponding records or lore about the Nine-Nine True Skill.

The three quickly returned to Yin Chuan City to retrieve the white horses left there.

"Where to?"

The two looked at Wei Fan.

Wei Fan mused, "I want to find a place to cultivate the Nine-Nine True Skill. Zhi Hua, this is your home, take us to explore here."

The Thunder Mountain exploded such a big event, the news will soon spread, staying here is unwise.

Moreover, just now, as Thunder Mountain exploded, a mark rushed into his body, unlikely someone has also seen it, and from there deduced he obtained the Nine-Nine True Skill.

Just because no one’s spreading the news doesn’t mean no one saw it; not spreading might be wanting to monopolize.

"Alright, just right, let me see how they have managed the Kingdom over the years!"

Zhi Hua nodded, she was the Princess of Da Xu, but the current Emperor was not her father; it was one of her brothers.

The three soon left Yin Chuan City, with Zhi Hua identifying a direction and mounting her horse.

"I’ll first take you to Yun Jin City, there it’s Da Xu’s primary military stronghold, also Da Xu’s frontline against the demons. How Da Xu fares, you’ll know upon seeing there."

Wei Fan and Feng Hua also mounted their horses, starting to gallop ahead.

The three white horses ran along like three ribbons, occasionally attracting gazes from passersby.

Bang bang...

Suddenly, the sky echoed with explosions, giant hands came from several directions toward Wei Fan and his companions.

The heaven and earth trembled, Essence Qi boiled, and the sky seemed to crack open, revealing figures inside.

"Three Martial King Ninth Layer powerhouses!" Someone screamed, overwhelmed by the terrifying pressure, with blood spilling from mouth and nose.

"Zilan Sect is killing; if you don’t want to die, scram!"

The shout echoed from the sky, instantly draining the Essence Qi within a radius of several miles.

"We were waiting for you!"

Wei Fan, seated on horseback, was not surprised at this.

Since revealing his true form by slaughtering two core disciples and one Martial King Ninth Layer powerhouse of the Zilan Sect in Thunder Mountain, he knew he would be targeted by their powerhouses.

Besides worrying about the Nine-Nine True Skill incident escalating, leaving Yin Chuan City was also to avoid a battle erupting within the city, harming the innocent.

"Three Martial Kings of the Ninth Layer attacking together, they really think highly of us!"

Zhi Hua shouted sternly, her figure soaring into the sky.

If all three giant hands were allowed to fall, the entire land would sink, affecting several travelers on the official road.

She was like a bolt of thunder, her momentum overwhelmingly overbearing, in an instant like a wave crashing into the void, energy sweeping into the sky, protecting the land beneath her.

"Boom..."

Her petite fist emitted a brilliant light, bursting forth with astonishing power, clashing with the first giant hand in an instant.

"Bang!"

The giant hand shook, but did not shatter, merely flying backwards.

Clearly, this time the powerhouse from the Zilan Sect was no ordinary Martial King of the Ninth Layer, but an outstanding Martial King with extremely strong combat power, one with the potential to break through to the Martial Saint.

Martial Kings have a lifespan of about one to two thousand years, and over many years, the Martial Kings of the Ninth Layer have accumulated greatly in the Five Great Domains.

However, the powerhouses of the Martial King Ninth Layer are actually divided into several levels.

The first type barely break through to the Martial King Ninth Layer with their long lifespan and resources; these Martial Kings are the weakest, some with poor aptitude reach the Ninth Layer only after a thousand years.

The second type have fairly decent aptitude and can break through to the Ninth Layer before the age of five hundred; such people have the opportunity to strive for the Martial Saint realm.

Of course, having a chance to strive doesn’t mean they can become a Martial Saint; ninety-nine point nine-nine percent of them basically have no chance of success.

This level is hard to define in terms of power; some break through to the Ninth Layer at a little over a hundred years old, some at over four hundred years old. All have the chance to attempt the Martial Saint, but it’s generally acknowledged in the Five Great Domains that if you surpass a hundred years to reach the Ninth Layer, you basically have no chance of becoming a Martial Saint.

The third level comprises those under a hundred years who’ve reached the Martial King Ninth Layer; they are almost on par with the Saint Son level of various Holy Sects, although there’s a great disparity.

However, even among these, the probability of breaking through to Martial King is not high. Even among the Saint Sons of various Holy Sects, many fail to break through.

In various Holy Sects, a Saint Son can only serve under the age of a hundred, and those who break through within this time automatically replace the current Saint Master to become the Sect Leader. If they cannot become a Martial Saint within this time, the Saint Son position must pass to another.

Because failing to break through to Martial Saint before a hundred, there is basically no future chance, and resources must be reallocated to a new Saint Son.

So in most Holy Sects, there may have been seven or eight rotations of Saint Sons, and yet none have broken through to Martial Saint.

Martial Saints remain high above for this reason, and few across the Five Great Domains dare claim they can surely become Martial Saints.

This is truly an extraordinary step, requiring not just aptitude, but also determination and opportunity.

"Finally, some worthy opponents!"

Feng Hua’s battle intent surged, her momentum becoming ever more terrifying; she truly wanted to smash the giant hand with one punch and had little expectation for the ensuing battle.

The fact that she always blows her opponents apart in every fight indicates that Feng Hua is indeed a war enthusiast.

The three Martial Kings arriving from the Zilan Sect must have broken through to the Ninth Layer before the age of a hundred in their youth, and perhaps one of them was even a Saint Son from a previous generation.

After smashing the giant hand, her speed did not decrease as she continued to strike at the next giant hand.

"Take care of the horses!"

Simultaneously, Wei Fan also soared into the sky. At the Martial King Ninth Layer, Zhi Hua had no qualification to participate in the battle.

Although her talent is not poor, this time all three Martial Kings from the Zilan Sect had no lesser aptitude than her, so she was once again relegated to taking care of the horses.

She never expected that in such a short time, Wei Fan had grown to the extent that she became a burden.

"They probably brought me along because they needed someone to watch over the horses..."

Zhi Hua felt a little upset, but still steered the frightened horses away from the center of the battlefield.

"Boom!"

Wei Fan soared into the sky like a bolt of lightning, the fiery Great Sun gathering in his hand, punching towards the third giant hand.

Great Sun Shattering Fist!

His aura was unrestrained, his battle intent soaring, and facing a Ninth-Layer Martial King for the first time made his battle blood burn.

A loud explosion, the shockwave from the collision swept away, and the Great Sun in Wei Fan’s hand shattered instantly, his body sinking into the void by more than a dozen meters before stabilizing, his breath churning.

Reversing battle against a Martial King of the Ninth Layer is still a bit tough at his current level, though it’s also because the opponent was not an ordinary Ninth-Layer Martial King.

The opponent must be a leading figure of the second level of Martial Kings of the Ninth Layer, having broken through under the age of one hundred and twenty, in the Holy Sect only second to the Saint Son in rank.

But though he was repelled, the giant hand was also blasted high, failing to fall down.

"Such a demon, cannot be allowed to stay!" Fang Nanfei’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

Though he was not a Saint Son of the Zilan Sect in his youth, he was only a level below, also a famous genius of Beiding Continent.

The rumors outside are true, this Wei Fan is incredibly monstrous.

Even though this palm wasn’t his strongest blow, it contained seventy to eighty percent of his strength, yet he couldn’t overcome a young man of the Martial King Seventh Layer.