Chapter 172: The Strongest Roots Requires Nourishment
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Chapter 172: The Strongest Roots Requires Nourishment
Under the serene radiance of the moon, the golden bamboo boat gently bobbed on the undulating waves of the azure sea. The Ferryman, with a mix of emotions, alternated his gaze between the celestial moon above and Wang Xuan below. Never in his years of guardianship at the Hidden Land had he encountered such a unique young individual.
"I think I've grasped the essence of it," declared Wang Xuan, opening his eyes and rising to his feet. "Tonight, I plan to practice the first of the depicted figures."
The Ferryman, bound by the ancient pact and unable to intervene in Wang Xuan's actions, responded with disinterest, "Don't talk to me about it!"
Wang Xuan, solemn and determined under the moonlit night, was ready to forsake the foundational techniques of the Early Qin practitioner and the Golden Body Technique. Instead, he set his mind on mastering the teachings inscribed on the stone slab.
The slab, etched with nine human figures and dense, enigmatic script, was profound and mysterious. Though not lengthy, the text was startlingly complex, involving resonances and activations across various body parts, nurturing secretive powers, making it an exceptionally challenging practice. Any slight miscalculation risked tearing organs or damaging the psyche.
Yet, Wang Xuan felt an affinity with the first figure – a path seemingly tailored for mortals like him, awakening hidden potentials, including protective techniques. In a sense, it encompassed the essence of the Golden Body Technique.
The first chapter of this scripture focused not on mystical abilities but on the cultivation of the physical body, likening it to the roots of a plant. For a plant to thrive and grow into a towering tree, its roots must be free of afflictions and robust.
The scripture posited that if the roots – the physical foundation – were not well-nurtured and left with latent issues, then even an attempt at ascension or facing divine tribulations would result in the physical form collapsing under thunderous forces, an ominous sign indeed.
The profound implications of the scripture sparked contemplation; was it critiquing the flaws of the Immortals, known as the Celestial Beings? Interestingly, the text made no direct mention of them. Yet, the reality was even more startling – the scripture possibly predated these Celestial Beings, which only added to its awe-inspiring nature.
In an era before the Celestial Beings emerged, this scripture had already laid bare the pitfalls of ascension to immortality, a revelation that could not but send shivers down one's spine.
One could only imagine the turmoil and fear that must have gripped the Celestial Beings upon encountering these teachings. They would have seen in them a critique of their own path, a mirror reflecting their potential failings.
The first figure's scripture, imbued with the essence of the Early Qin practitioners' foundational techniques, was shrouded in mystery. Under the moonlit sky, Wang Xuan adopted the stance depicted in this first figure, following the scripture's guidance to fully activate his body's latent potential.
Upon closer examination, this 'True Form' figure suggested a balance between offensive power and the hidden, dormant forces within. It spoke of repelling and insulating against external energies, doubling as a defensive technique.
The challenge lay in the scripture's demand for a harmonious flow of secret forces throughout the body. An internal view would reveal organs and various bodily regions imbued with energies of different hues. A single misstep risked catastrophic physical collapse.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Xuan's body resonated faintly as he began to embody the teachings inscribed on the stone slab. With his current heightened vitality, he was confident that any injuries could be swiftly healed, making it an opportune moment to adopt this new scripture.
Indeed, almost immediately, he encountered difficulties. His skin ruptured, oozing crimson blood as he delved deeper into the scripture's complex practice.
The sight before the Ferryman was startling. Wang Xuan, who had mastered the Golden Body Technique, was supposed to be impervious to bullets. He now bled merely from practicing this new scripture. The Ferryman's expression shifted with concern – if Wang Xuan succumbed so early in his practice, correcting the errors and transferring the mark back to him would be impossible.
However, the Ferryman refrained from intervening. If Wang Xuan could not withstand the initial stages, an early demise might be a mercy. The path of this scripture was only going to become more arduous.
Wang Xuan, undeterred, continued to stretch and align his body into the True Form depicted in the scripture, seeking resonance in the secret forces within each part of his physique. Despite the increasing bloodshed, there was no fear in his eyes, only a sense of resolve and rightness in his path.
He was breaking barriers, transitioning from the Golden Body technique to the realms explored in this scripture. This new scripture seemed to encompass a broader spectrum, detailing a more intricate and sophisticated flow of secret forces throughout the body. Where the Golden Body technique primarily utilized the main channels, this True Form included the finer branches and even the leaves, offering a comprehensive approach.nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.
The first True Form figure, a study for mortals, was an ideal bridge to transcendence for Wang Xuanat this stage. His Golden Body technique, having advanced to the early stages of the eighth level, laid a solid foundation for tackling this scripture.
The mysterious factors within Wang Xuan worked diligently, mending his injuries as he pressed on with his practice. This day marked a pivotal moment in his journey—the cultivation of what might be the strongest scripture's "roots." The process teetered on the brink of death, yet Wang Xuan harbored no thoughts of retreat. Having been granted access to such a potent scripture, how could he not be stirred?
With the imminent arrival of the red-clothed demoness into the mortal realm, who would undoubtedly seek him out, Wang Xuan needed this formidable scripture. How else could he confront such a being? Even if she returned in a diminished state, she remained a peerless demoness, a formidable adversary within her echelon.
If Wang Xuan could master this scripture and reach the transcendent realm, he might stand a chance against the demoness, even in her superhuman form.
Amidst his practice, his organs conjured visions of celestial mountains and divine herbs floating amidst thunder, along with other mystical landscapes drawn from legend. "Is this a manifestation of the secret energy corresponding to my organs, or does it suggest a deeper resonance between the human body and the universe?" Wang Xuan pondered.
As if the essence of solar fire swept through the cosmos, the nascent secret energy within him surged violently, obliterating these ethereal visions and transmuting them into rejuvenating energy.
However, this transformation process was not without its toll on Wang Xuan's body, which sustained new injuries each time. After several iterations, his wounds had become grave. Sensing the severity, he decided against further depleting the mysterious substance, opting instead for the Earth Immortal Spring. He took several hearty gulps, hoping for relief.
During the most critical phase of his practice, his organs sustained tearing injuries, alarmingly severe. The Ferryman, witnessing this, felt a deep sense of foreboding. Such grievous harm seemed excessively perilous, even for a practitioner of Wang Xuan's caliber.
Under the pressure of urgent necessity, Wang Xuan remained focused, ready to deploy the potent essence of the Earth Immortal Spring. Its rich, life-affirming properties were his bulwark in the perilous endeavor of scripture transformation. Amidst the inherent dangers of the Hidden Land, he was keen on swiftly enhancing his strength. The acquisition of the stone tablet scripture only intensified his desire to shift his cultivation techniques while still in his mortal phase, aiming to establish a formidable foundation for future ascension.
Any further delay risked precipitating an untimely ascent into the transcendent realm. Wang Xuan aspired to master this profound scripture in his mortal state, laying a robust groundwork for his journey ahead.
Just as he was about to utilize the concentrated vitality of the Earth Immortal Spring, the Ferryman exhaled a resigned sigh and spoke, "Very well, I shall assist you."
With a gesture, the Ferryman activated the ethereal powers of the transcendent bamboo vessel. The entire golden ship erupted in a scintillating aura of divine light. Innumerable bamboo leaves fluttered in a radiant dance, creating a spectacle reminiscent of a celestial ascension.
This shower of luminous rain cascaded over Wang Xuan, revitalizing his flesh and repairing his internal organs, significantly boosting his life force. It was a clear display of the Ferryman's magnanimity.
"Thank you, elder," Wang Xuan expressed with deep sincerity. "I am immensely grateful and will ensure to reciprocate your kindness." Although he had the means to navigate through the danger independently, he deeply appreciated the Ferryman's intervention. His acknowledgment was heartfelt, recognizing the benevolence bestowed upon him.
Indeed, the celestial rain showered by the transcendent bamboo far exceeded Wang Xuan's expectations. This truly was a rare treasure, evidenced by its usage by the female ascetic to preserve her flesh for over three millennia, retaining life and vitality.
"You may not fully comprehend the rarity and value of a mature transcendent bamboo," the Ferryman spoke. "Each droplet of its light rain is worth a fortune, a potent agent for enhancing potential. Many exalted beings have sought this bamboo to nurture their progeny, yet it remains elusive. Remember, you owe me a great debt for this favor."
Wang Xuan felt an acceleration in his scripture transformation process, courtesy of the transcendent bamboo's miraculous properties. His flesh and spirit were nourished, and even someone with his formidable latent potential sensed an elevation in his upper limits.
His organs and various parts of his body, resplendent with vibrant colors of secret energies, resonated in unison. This transformative phase signified a renewal of blood, evidenced by the mist of blood exuding from his pores.
There was no doubt in his mind; he had successfully transitioned to a new scripture. This advancement had unmistakably augmented his strength, surpassing even the eighth intermediate stage of the Golden Body Technique.
"The transition in scriptures has immediately reflected in my strength," Wang Xuan mused to himself, marveling at the unexpected leap in his capabilities. He surmised that this metamorphosis would persist, with his power inevitably climbing even higher over time, independent of any active cultivation efforts.
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Chapter 172: The Strongest Roots Requires Nourishment
Under the serene radiance of the moon, the golden bamboo boat gently bobbed on the undulating waves of the azure sea. The Ferryman, with a mix of emotions, alternated his gaze between the celestial moon above and Wang Xuan below. Never in his years of guardianship at the Hidden Land had he encountered such a unique young individual.
"I think I've grasped the essence of it," declared Wang Xuan, opening his eyes and rising to his feet. "Tonight, I plan to practice the first of the depicted figures."
The Ferryman, bound by the ancient pact and unable to intervene in Wang Xuan's actions, responded with disinterest, "Don't talk to me about it!"
Wang Xuan, solemn and determined under the moonlit night, was ready to forsake the foundational techniques of the Early Qin practitioner and the Golden Body Technique. Instead, he set his mind on mastering the teachings inscribed on the stone slab.
The slab, etched with nine human figures and dense, enigmatic script, was profound and mysterious. Though not lengthy, the text was startlingly complex, involving resonances and activations across various body parts, nurturing secretive powers, making it an exceptionally challenging practice. Any slight miscalculation risked tearing organs or damaging the psyche.
Yet, Wang Xuan felt an affinity with the first figure – a path seemingly tailored for mortals like him, awakening hidden potentials, including protective techniques. In a sense, it encompassed the essence of the Golden Body Technique.
The first chapter of this scripture focused not on mystical abilities but on the cultivation of the physical body, likening it to the roots of a plant. For a plant to thrive and grow into a towering tree, its roots must be free of afflictions and robust.
The scripture posited that if the roots – the physical foundation – were not well-nurtured and left with latent issues, then even an attempt at ascension or facing divine tribulations would result in the physical form collapsing under thunderous forces, an ominous sign indeed.
The profound implications of the scripture sparked contemplation; was it critiquing the flaws of the Immortals, known as the Celestial Beings? Interestingly, the text made no direct mention of them. Yet, the reality was even more startling – the scripture possibly predated these Celestial Beings, which only added to its awe-inspiring nature.
In an era before the Celestial Beings emerged, this scripture had already laid bare the pitfalls of ascension to immortality, a revelation that could not but send shivers down one's spine.
One could only imagine the turmoil and fear that must have gripped the Celestial Beings upon encountering these teachings. They would have seen in them a critique of their own path, a mirror reflecting their potential failings.
The first figure's scripture, imbued with the essence of the Early Qin practitioners' foundational techniques, was shrouded in mystery. Under the moonlit sky, Wang Xuan adopted the stance depicted in this first figure, following the scripture's guidance to fully activate his body's latent potential.
Upon closer examination, this 'True Form' figure suggested a balance between offensive power and the hidden, dormant forces within. It spoke of repelling and insulating against external energies, doubling as a defensive technique.
The challenge lay in the scripture's demand for a harmonious flow of secret forces throughout the body. An internal view would reveal organs and various bodily regions imbued with energies of different hues. A single misstep risked catastrophic physical collapse.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Xuan's body resonated faintly as he began to embody the teachings inscribed on the stone slab. With his current heightened vitality, he was confident that any injuries could be swiftly healed, making it an opportune moment to adopt this new scripture.
Indeed, almost immediately, he encountered difficulties. His skin ruptured, oozing crimson blood as he delved deeper into the scripture's complex practice.
The sight before the Ferryman was startling. Wang Xuan, who had mastered the Golden Body Technique, was supposed to be impervious to bullets. He now bled merely from practicing this new scripture. The Ferryman's expression shifted with concern – if Wang Xuan succumbed so early in his practice, correcting the errors and transferring the mark back to him would be impossible.
However, the Ferryman refrained from intervening. If Wang Xuan could not withstand the initial stages, an early demise might be a mercy. The path of this scripture was only going to become more arduous.
Wang Xuan, undeterred, continued to stretch and align his body into the True Form depicted in the scripture, seeking resonance in the secret forces within each part of his physique. Despite the increasing bloodshed, there was no fear in his eyes, only a sense of resolve and rightness in his path.
He was breaking barriers, transitioning from the Golden Body technique to the realms explored in this scripture. This new scripture seemed to encompass a broader spectrum, detailing a more intricate and sophisticated flow of secret forces throughout the body. Where the Golden Body technique primarily utilized the main channels, this True Form included the finer branches and even the leaves, offering a comprehensive approach.nôvel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.
The first True Form figure, a study for mortals, was an ideal bridge to transcendence for Wang Xuanat this stage. His Golden Body technique, having advanced to the early stages of the eighth level, laid a solid foundation for tackling this scripture.
The mysterious factors within Wang Xuan worked diligently, mending his injuries as he pressed on with his practice. This day marked a pivotal moment in his journey—the cultivation of what might be the strongest scripture's "roots." The process teetered on the brink of death, yet Wang Xuan harbored no thoughts of retreat. Having been granted access to such a potent scripture, how could he not be stirred?
With the imminent arrival of the red-clothed demoness into the mortal realm, who would undoubtedly seek him out, Wang Xuan needed this formidable scripture. How else could he confront such a being? Even if she returned in a diminished state, she remained a peerless demoness, a formidable adversary within her echelon.
If Wang Xuan could master this scripture and reach the transcendent realm, he might stand a chance against the demoness, even in her superhuman form.
Amidst his practice, his organs conjured visions of celestial mountains and divine herbs floating amidst thunder, along with other mystical landscapes drawn from legend. "Is this a manifestation of the secret energy corresponding to my organs, or does it suggest a deeper resonance between the human body and the universe?" Wang Xuan pondered.
As if the essence of solar fire swept through the cosmos, the nascent secret energy within him surged violently, obliterating these ethereal visions and transmuting them into rejuvenating energy.
However, this transformation process was not without its toll on Wang Xuan's body, which sustained new injuries each time. After several iterations, his wounds had become grave. Sensing the severity, he decided against further depleting the mysterious substance, opting instead for the Earth Immortal Spring. He took several hearty gulps, hoping for relief.
During the most critical phase of his practice, his organs sustained tearing injuries, alarmingly severe. The Ferryman, witnessing this, felt a deep sense of foreboding. Such grievous harm seemed excessively perilous, even for a practitioner of Wang Xuan's caliber.
Under the pressure of urgent necessity, Wang Xuan remained focused, ready to deploy the potent essence of the Earth Immortal Spring. Its rich, life-affirming properties were his bulwark in the perilous endeavor of scripture transformation. Amidst the inherent dangers of the Hidden Land, he was keen on swiftly enhancing his strength. The acquisition of the stone tablet scripture only intensified his desire to shift his cultivation techniques while still in his mortal phase, aiming to establish a formidable foundation for future ascension.
Any further delay risked precipitating an untimely ascent into the transcendent realm. Wang Xuan aspired to master this profound scripture in his mortal state, laying a robust groundwork for his journey ahead.
Just as he was about to utilize the concentrated vitality of the Earth Immortal Spring, the Ferryman exhaled a resigned sigh and spoke, "Very well, I shall assist you."
With a gesture, the Ferryman activated the ethereal powers of the transcendent bamboo vessel. The entire golden ship erupted in a scintillating aura of divine light. Innumerable bamboo leaves fluttered in a radiant dance, creating a spectacle reminiscent of a celestial ascension.
This shower of luminous rain cascaded over Wang Xuan, revitalizing his flesh and repairing his internal organs, significantly boosting his life force. It was a clear display of the Ferryman's magnanimity.
"Thank you, elder," Wang Xuan expressed with deep sincerity. "I am immensely grateful and will ensure to reciprocate your kindness." Although he had the means to navigate through the danger independently, he deeply appreciated the Ferryman's intervention. His acknowledgment was heartfelt, recognizing the benevolence bestowed upon him.
Indeed, the celestial rain showered by the transcendent bamboo far exceeded Wang Xuan's expectations. This truly was a rare treasure, evidenced by its usage by the female ascetic to preserve her flesh for over three millennia, retaining life and vitality.
"You may not fully comprehend the rarity and value of a mature transcendent bamboo," the Ferryman spoke. "Each droplet of its light rain is worth a fortune, a potent agent for enhancing potential. Many exalted beings have sought this bamboo to nurture their progeny, yet it remains elusive. Remember, you owe me a great debt for this favor."
Wang Xuan felt an acceleration in his scripture transformation process, courtesy of the transcendent bamboo's miraculous properties. His flesh and spirit were nourished, and even someone with his formidable latent potential sensed an elevation in his upper limits.
His organs and various parts of his body, resplendent with vibrant colors of secret energies, resonated in unison. This transformative phase signified a renewal of blood, evidenced by the mist of blood exuding from his pores.
There was no doubt in his mind; he had successfully transitioned to a new scripture. This advancement had unmistakably augmented his strength, surpassing even the eighth intermediate stage of the Golden Body Technique.
"The transition in scriptures has immediately reflected in my strength," Wang Xuan mused to himself, marveling at the unexpected leap in his capabilities. He surmised that this metamorphosis would persist, with his power inevitably climbing even higher over time, independent of any active cultivation efforts.
Jimmi's Thoughts
Look at our boi Wang Xuan go, getting more OP by the moment
Chapter 172: The Strongest Roots Requires NourishmentUnder the serene radiance of the moon, the golden bamboo boat gently bobbed on the undulating waves of the azure sea. The Ferryman, with a mix of emotions, alternated his gaze between the celestial moon above and Wang Xuan below. Never in his years of guardianship at the Hidden Land had he encountered such a unique young individual. "I think I've grasped the essence of it," declared Wang Xuan, opening his eyes and rising to his feet. "Tonight, I plan to practice the first of the depicted figures."The Ferryman, bound by the ancient pact and unable to intervene in Wang Xuan's actions, responded with disinterest, "Don't talk to me about it!"Wang Xuan, solemn and determined under the moonlit night, was ready to forsake the foundational techniques of the Early Qin practitioner and the Golden Body Technique. Instead, he set his mind on mastering the teachings inscribed on the stone slab.The slab, etched with nine human figures and dense, enigmatic script, was profound and mysterious. Though not lengthy, the text was startlingly complex, involving resonances and activations across various body parts, nurturing secretive powers, making it an exceptionally challenging practice. Any slight miscalculation risked tearing organs or damaging the psyche.Yet, Wang Xuan felt an affinity with the first figure a path seemingly tailored for mortals like him, awakening hidden potentials, including protective techniques. In a sense, it encompassed the essence of the Golden Body Technique.The first chapter of this scripture focused not on mystical abilities but on the cultivation of the physical body, likening it to the roots of a plant. For a plant to thrive and grow into a towering tree, its roots must be free of afflictions and robust.The scripture posited that if the roots the physical foundation were not well-nurtured and left with latent issues, then even an attempt at ascension or facing divine tribulations would result in the physical form collapsing under thunderous forces, an ominous sign indeed.The profound implications of the scripture sparked contemplation; was it critiquing the flaws of the Immortals, known as the Celestial Beings? Interestingly, the text made no direct mention of them. Yet, the reality was even more startling the scripture possibly predated these Celestial Beings, which only added to its awe-inspiring nature.In an era before the Celestial Beings emerged, this scripture had already laid bare the pitfalls of ascension to immortality, a revelation that could not but send shivers down one's spine. One could only imagine the turmoil and fear that must have gripped the Celestial Beings upon encountering these teachings. They would have seen in them a critique of their own path, a mirror reflecting their potential failings.The first figure's scripture, imbued with the essence of the Early Qin practitioners' foundational techniques, was shrouded in mystery. Under the moonlit sky, Wang Xuan adopted the stance depicted in this first figure, following the scripture's guidance to fully activate his body's latent potential.Upon closer examination, this 'True Form' figure suggested a balance between offensive power and the hidden, dormant forces within. It spoke of repelling and insulating against external energies, doubling as a defensive technique.The challenge lay in the scripture's demand for a harmonious flow of secret forces throughout the body. An internal view would reveal organs and various bodily regions imbued with energies of different hues. A single misstep risked catastrophic physical collapse.Taking a deep breath, Wang Xuan's body resonated faintly as he began to embody the teachings inscribed on the stone slab. With his current heightened vitality, he was confident that any injuries could be swiftly healed, making it an opportune moment to adopt this new scripture.Indeed, almost immediately, he encountered difficulties. His skin ruptured, oozing crimson blood as he delved deeper into the scripture's complex practice.The sight before the Ferryman was startling. Wang Xuan, who had mastered the Golden Body Technique, was supposed to be impervious to bullets. He now bled merely from practicing this new scripture. The Ferryman's expression shifted with concern if Wang Xuan succumbed so early in his practice, correcting the errors and transferring the mark back to him would be impossible.However, the Ferryman refrained from intervening. If Wang Xuan could not withstand the initial stages, an early demise might be a mercy. The path of this scripture was only going to become more arduous.Wang Xuan, undeterred, continued to stretch and align his body into the True Form depicted in the scripture, seeking resonance in the secret forces within each part of his physique. Despite the increasing bloodshed, there was no fear in his eyes, only a sense of resolve and rightness in his path.He was breaking barriers, transitioning from the Golden Body technique to the realms explored in this scripture. This new scripture seemed to encompass a broader spectrum, detailing a more intricate and sophisticated flow of secret forces throughout the body. Where the Golden Body technique primarily utilized the main channels, this True Form included the finer branches and even the leaves, offering a comprehensive approach.novel binz was the first platform to present this chapter.The first True Form figure, a study for mortals, was an ideal bridge to transcendence for Wang Xuanat this stage. His Golden Body technique, having advanced to the early stages of the eighth level, laid a solid foundation for tackling this scripture.The mysterious factors within Wang Xuan worked diligently, mending his injuries as he pressed on with his practice. This day marked a pivotal moment in his journeythe cultivation of what might be the strongest scripture's "roots." The process teetered on the brink of death, yet Wang Xuan harbored no thoughts of retreat. Having been granted access to such a potent scripture, how could he not be stirred?With the imminent arrival of the red-clothed demoness into the mortal realm, who would undoubtedly seek him out, Wang Xuan needed this formidable scripture. How else could he confront such a being? Even if she returned in a diminished state, she remained a peerless demoness, a formidable adversary within her echelon.If Wang Xuan could master this scripture and reach the transcendent realm, he might stand a chance against the demoness, even in her superhuman form.Amidst his practice, his organs conjured visions of celestial mountains and divine herbs floating amidst thunder, along with other mystical landscapes drawn from legend. "Is this a manifestation of the secret energy corresponding to my organs, or does it suggest a deeper resonance between the human body and the universe?" Wang Xuan pondered.As if the essence of solar fire swept through the cosmos, the nascent secret energy within him surged violently, obliterating these ethereal visions and transmuting them into rejuvenating energy.However, this transformation process was not without its toll on Wang Xuan's body, which sustained new injuries each time. After several iterations, his wounds had become grave. Sensing the severity, he decided against further depleting the mysterious substance, opting instead for the Earth Immortal Spring. He took several hearty gulps, hoping for relief.During the most critical phase of his practice, his organs sustained tearing injuries, alarmingly severe. The Ferryman, witnessing this, felt a deep sense of foreboding. Such grievous harm seemed excessively perilous, even for a practitioner of Wang Xuan's caliber.Under the pressure of urgent necessity, Wang Xuan remained focused, ready to deploy the potent essence of the Earth Immortal Spring. Its rich, life-affirming properties were his bulwark in the perilous endeavor of scripture transformation. Amidst the inherent dangers of the Hidden Land, he was keen on swiftly enhancing his strength. The acquisition of the stone tablet scripture only intensified his desire to shift his cultivation techniques while still in his mortal phase, aiming to establish a formidable foundation for future ascension.Any further delay risked precipitating an untimely ascent into the transcendent realm. Wang Xuan aspired to master this profound scripture in his mortal state, laying a robust groundwork for his journey ahead.Just as he was about to utilize the concentrated vitality of the Earth Immortal Spring, the Ferryman exhaled a resigned sigh and spoke, "Very well, I shall assist you."With a gesture, the Ferryman activated the ethereal powers of the transcendent bamboo vessel. The entire golden ship erupted in a scintillating aura of divine light. Innumerable bamboo leaves fluttered in a radiant dance, creating a spectacle reminiscent of a celestial ascension.This shower of luminous rain cascaded over Wang Xuan, revitalizing his flesh and repairing his internal organs, significantly boosting his life force. It was a clear display of the Ferryman's magnanimity."Thank you, elder," Wang Xuan expressed with deep sincerity. "I am immensely grateful and will ensure to reciprocate your kindness." Although he had the means to navigate through the danger independently, he deeply appreciated the Ferryman's intervention. His acknowledgment was heartfelt, recognizing the benevolence bestowed upon him.Indeed, the celestial rain showered by the transcendent bamboo far exceeded Wang Xuan's expectations. This truly was a rare treasure, evidenced by its usage by the female ascetic to preserve her flesh for over three millennia, retaining life and vitality. "You may not fully comprehend the rarity and value of a mature transcendent bamboo," the Ferryman spoke. "Each droplet of its light rain is worth a fortune, a potent agent for enhancing potential. Many exalted beings have sought this bamboo to nurture their progeny, yet it remains elusive. Remember, you owe me a great debt for this favor."Wang Xuan felt an acceleration in his scripture transformation process, courtesy of the transcendent bamboo's miraculous properties. His flesh and spirit were nourished, and even someone with his formidable latent potential sensed an elevation in his upper limits.His organs and various parts of his body, resplendent with vibrant colors of secret energies, resonated in unison. This transformative phase signified a renewal of blood, evidenced by the mist of blood exuding from his pores.There was no doubt in his mind; he had successfully transitioned to a new scripture. This advancement had unmistakably augmented his strength, surpassing even the eighth intermediate stage of the Golden Body Technique."The transition in scriptures has immediately reflected in my strength," Wang Xuan mused to himself, marveling at the unexpected leap in his capabilities. He surmised that this metamorphosis would persist, with his power inevitably climbing even higher over time, independent of any active cultivation efforts.Jimmi's ThoughtsLook at our boi Wang Xuan go, getting more OP by the moment
