Chapter 630: Chapter 358: Catching the Sparrow
True Monarch Xuantian, it sounds like a title for a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. It seems not much different from that demoness, and compared to those Dharma Kings and Demon Lords, it appears somewhat lacking.
However, it’s hard to say for sure. Huangfu Yi’s family inheritance naturally knows the so-called various realms of the Taiji Realm, which intuitively affects only lifespan and is unrelated to actual combat power. Though theoretically, one learns as one ages, increasing the cap, and gaining more powerful divine skills.
But if one doesn’t engage in Qi Circulation, doesn’t refine, doesn’t study, and wastes time indulging in pleasures daily, then no matter the realm, it’s all useless. On the battlefield, it’s not uncommon for the second-generation Nascent Soul Generals of the Immortal Palace to be slain by Divine Gang Warriors, Evil Demons and Heretics, or even mere demons. Since the Heavenly King’s rebellion, they’ve repeatedly suffered big defeats, with many disastrous battles piercing the bottom line of Nascent Soul combat strength.
But on the other hand, if you add an official certification of the Mystical Sect True Inheritance before a Nascent Soul True Man, it becomes different.
The Mystic Sect most fears cause and effect; every action relates to the sect, so they must admit only the most outstanding talents with innate Dao Seed and luck. Hence, with strict teachers come high achievers; either one doesn’t get the True Inheritance, or one can’t graduate if not practiced well. So unlike others, though immortals are rarely seen, when they act, they shake heaven and earth, raising the status of a True Man to an exceedingly high level.
According to unofficial legends, this person, the Nine Heavens Profound Lady True Inheritance, the head of the Nine Luminaries Sword Pavilion, the Sword Sect Leader, Supreme Infinite Sword Master, True Lord of the Mysterious Heaven, is the epitome of a prodigy among prodigies, a Daoist among Daoists, indescribable and unfathomable.
It’s said that this person advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm in just three years, annihilating the sect, beheading the former Sword Sect Leader, ranked among the world’s top ten Daoist Lords, under a sword, and yet the nine major sects turned a blind eye, reportedly even recognized his Daoist Inheritance, leaving him a seat on Cloud Platform Peak, completely beyond the realm of logic.
Therefore, people say that if this master isn’t an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, then perhaps a certain Daoist Lord holds a grudge against the Sword Sect, hence plotted using this person to execute the sect annihilation! Ah! There must be a major conspiracy! There are bad people in the Mystic Sect!
Ahem, anyway, these rumors and unofficial stories are numerous, seemingly plausible but let’s not mention them for now. But ultimately, this is a terrifying existence that slew a Daoist Lord in three years; now, hiding in the mountains for sixty years of closed cultivation, only heaven knows what formidable realm he has reached. Capturing that Blood Demon should be easy...
Huangfu Yi inwardly relaxed.
"Hey! You there! Why are you grinning foolishly, calling you!"
"What’s wrong again..."
Huangfu Yi helplessly turned his head, looking at a yellow-haired girl riding alongside him, who had snatched Pei Zhong’s horse.
"I want that bird!"
Huangfu Yi looked in the direction Pei Yuhuan pointed, seeing a sparrow chirping on a branch, he casually took out a slingshot.
"Don’t shoot! Catch it for me!"
Huangfu Yi was speechless, turned and glared at her,
"Why do you keep coming to me?"
Pei Yuhuan called to Pei Zhong, who was guiding the horse,
"Old servant!"
Pei Zhong immediately bowed his head and clasped his hands,
"Miss."
Pei Yuhuan then called to the maid on the carriage,
"Old woman!"
The maid hurried over, bowed her head,
"Miss."
Pei Yuhuan shrugged, looking at Huangfu Yi,
"They’re not fun."
Tsk, what a bother...
But accepting someone else’s hospitality and being constrained, although plotted by the Pei family, but Huangfu Yi’s own family was also a military and political power, with similar spells to restrain house servants, and recognized that in this chaotic world, protecting family is paramount.
Moreover, the Pei family indeed didn’t treat him poorly, not only didn’t take back the flying sword but directly entrusted its care to him. Throughout the journey, food and lodging were treated as well as offerings like Pei Zhong, various elixir pills, spiritual springs, demon beast treasures, Immortal Vegetables, and Spirit Fruits, five meals a day with dedicated servants preparing and delivering them. To the extent that Huangfu Yi even gained weight...
Forget it, let’s do something.
Hence, Huangfu Yi dismounted, dashed into the forest, climbing up a tree like a spiritual ape.
That sparrow, evidently a demon beast with Spiritual Wisdom, showed a disdainful look, its chest puffed out, looking down at Huangfu Yi rushing up the tree, suddenly flicked its tail! Poop on his head!
While Huangfu Yi was hurriedly dodging the poop, the sparrow elegantly leaped, flapped its wings, gliding to the treetop on the opposite side, casting a sidelong glance, provocatively exposing its intentions!
"Tsk, this monster..."
Huangfu Yi was also annoyed, leaping from the branch, swinging a fist with Gang Wind to sweep away the branches, sealing off three escape routes for the sparrow. Reaching out to grab the sparrow.
Unexpectedly, the sparrow was extraordinary, stretching its wings, soaring freely in the Gang Wind, light as the wind, swift as lightning, dodging left and right, evading Huangfu Yi’s grasp seven or eight times in a blink, without getting caught!
"Hurry up! Useless!"
Pei Yuhuan started to fuss, and others in the group also looked into the forest, watching the young man catching the sparrow.
Huangfu Yi didn’t care about the gazes behind him, only clung to the treetop, closely watching that sparrow. Concentrated, holding his breath for a moment, immersed in Qi Condensation.
Unbelievable, this fellow, unbelievable! It just broke his Gang Fist!
Indeed, while body refinement is the main purpose, Gang Fist also has a routine.
In those years, the Immortal Venerable’s Gang Fist, in thirty-two styles, was unbeatable worldwide, though eventually, breaking the void with one punch rendered the subsequent styles unnecessary.