bookbashuk Chapter 19 Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist
Chapter 19 Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist
Yuanjie Peak.
Halfway up the mountain.
The waterfall continuously crashes into the pool, splashing and spraying water mist that refracts into a vibrant rainbow under the sunlight.
But Jiang Yuan and Fang Han were not in the mood to appreciate such a beautiful view.
"What happened?" Jiang Yuan asked.
How come the Three Waters Mist Gourd that he lent out is gone?
He didn't believe that Fang Han had lost the statement.
He knew Fang Han's character; he valued promises made to others very much.
Fang Han's face was grim, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, and he said, "It's Hua Tiandu."
"An accident occurred during the inner disciple assessment mission; a Heavenly Demon at the Divine Power Realm broke in."
"So the sect sent Hua Tiandu to handle this matter, but he didn't even bother to distinguish right from wrong, falsely accusing me of using a demonic artifact in my possession and confiscating it on the spot!"
Fang Han was filled with murderous intent, wishing he could kill Hua Tiandu right now.
But he can't.
Because Hua Tiandu is the senior disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect, his cultivation is superb, reaching the peak of the Divine Power Realm.
His strength far surpasses his.
If he hadn't been a disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect, and had a true disciple like Fang Qingxue as his backer, he would have almost been beaten to death.
Jiang Yuan frowned, feeling displeased. Hua Tian had confiscated his only treasure.
What wealth does he have left?
Moreover, he remembered that in the original story, Hua Tian confiscated Fang Han's treasure gourd because the gourd in Fang Han's hand was indeed a demonic artifact.
It is called the Seven Killings Treasure Gourd.
But now, aside from the fact that his Three Waters Mist Gourd came from the dead, how can it be considered a demonic artifact?!
"This Hua Tian doesn't know what's good for him." Jiang Yuan's face was unfriendly, and he planned to beat him up as soon as his cultivation improved.
"So I made a ten-year pact with him," Fang Han said in a deep voice. "Ten years from now, I will definitely kill him to avenge this grudge."
"It's too long," Jiang Yuan said, shaking his head.
"Fang Han, you have to work hard and keep going. You'll take him down in three years."
Ten years from now, the world will be destroyed, and by then, even if we fight Hua Tian again, we might not be able to find him.
Fang Han was stunned for a moment. What?
Ten years is too long?
He still remembered how others mocked him for overestimating himself when he made the ten-year agreement with Hua Tiandu.
But Jiang Yuan here...
But some say he established it too late?
It will only take three years.
Fang Han was confused, but that wasn't his main purpose in coming here.
"Jiang Yuan, I lost your treasure gourd, and I will definitely make it up to you," Fang Han said earnestly.
Then, he said to Yan, the spirit of the Yellow Springs Map, "Yan, I'm begging you."
A yellow dragon snaked out of Fang Han's body, coiled under the waterfall, and looked down at Jiang Yuan and Fang Han with imposing aura.
"You want to give me this little snake?" Jiang Yuan frowned and shook his head. "It's too ugly, and it eats a lot."
"He wants to eat one of my pure yang magic treasures just to get out of bed. He's such a glutton."
"What?!"
Yan, who was originally going to be majestic and bestow supernatural powers upon Jiang Yuan, suddenly became flustered, saying, "What do you mean I'm a big glutton?"
"Do you even understand the value of being the spirit of a top-grade Dao artifact?!"
"If I were to release them now, the line of people wanting to be my master would stretch from Taiyi Sect all the way to Yuhua Sect!"
Jiang Yuan glanced at him. "Then do you dare to go out?"
"I……"
Yan shut up. You're joking. If it dares to go out, an ancient giant will immediately capture it, erase its intelligence, and re-refine its original form, the Yellow Spring Diagram.
Otherwise, why would it keep following Fang Han?
Isn't it all about saving your life?
Fang Han had a headache and quickly said, "Jiang Yuan, I asked Yan to give you a supernatural power."
"I feel bad about losing your magic gourd, and Yan suggested that I could make amends with a supernatural power."
Jiang Yuan blinked. "I see. What supernatural power did you bestow upon me, senior?"
So now you know to call someone "senior"?
Yan's complexion improved, and he pointed to a magical talisman.
Jiang Yuan reached out and took it; it was a black water-attribute divine power talisman, the Black Emperor Water King Fist.
"The Five Emperors' Great Demonic Power, the Black Emperor's Water Emperor Fist." Jiang Yuan carefully comprehended this power, finding it far more powerful than the Myriad Waters Divine Technique he had cultivated.
He felt that even his own Myriad Waters Divine Technique was subservient to this divine power.
It's as if the Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist is the emperor or king among water-attribute supernatural powers.
"Thank you!" Jiang Yuan said earnestly, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
Having mastered the Black Emperor Water King Fist, he would be considered a strong figure among the disciples of many major sects, and his life would be greatly protected.
Yan crossed his arms and said coldly, "This is the supreme divine power of my Yellow Springs Sect, the very foundation of all."
"Young man, when you cultivate in the future, you must not embarrass the Yellow Springs Sect when facing the disciples of the other ten immortal sects, seven demonic lineages, and five demonic sects."
Jiang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "They should be careful, wondering if facing me will make their sect lose face."
Yan looked over in surprise, not expecting Jiang Yuan to be so confident at heart.
However, a person who cultivates himself but lacks self-confidence will not go very far; he might as well just smash his head against a block of tofu.
Yan nodded and returned to Fang Han's body.
Waterfall, mist, coffee table.
Jiang Yuan and Fang Han drank tea, and their moods relaxed somewhat.
After all, life goes on.
"Fang Han, what are your plans for the future?" Jiang Yuan asked.
"I plan to leave the sect to gain some experience, and I won't come back until I break through to the Divine Power Realm," Fang Han said in a deep voice.
The inner disciple assessment had a great impact on him, and he desperately needed to have powerful forces in his own hands.
Jiang Yuan nodded without trying to dissuade him. Breakthroughs in the Divine Power Realm can only be achieved by the individual themselves; outsiders can't offer much help.
He waved his hand, and two thousand essence pills flew out of the alchemy room. Each pill was round and plump, and they were top-quality pills.
"These are two thousand Essence Pills that I refined myself. You can take them with you and use them on the road," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
Fang Han gave him a supreme divine power, but had no other gift in return, only the Essence Pill, a kind of food and medicine.
Sigh, in the end, it's still because we're poor.
He needs treasures, a fine alchemy furnace, and many valuable items that he can present in return when others give him gifts.
Jiang Yuan sighed inwardly, deeply aware of his own poverty.
"Hmm." Fang Han did not refuse. He was only at the peak of the Physical Body Realm and needed a high-quality resource like the Essence Pill to nourish his body.
Jiang Yuan saw Fang Han off, and soon he was alone again on Yuanjie Peak.
As the waterfall roared, Jiang Yuan pondered how to make money.
He knew the locations of many ancient treasures and also knew many hidden gems in auction houses that he could find.
However, those treasures either require a minimum cultivation level of the second level of the Divine Power Realm to obtain, or the time is not yet ripe.
"Therefore, let's start with cultivation."
Jiang Yuan stepped into the alchemy room and continued refining pills, preparing for a period of arduous cultivation.
Before we knew it, three months had passed.
Inside the cave.
Amidst the pervasive mist, a young man in a white shirt sat cross-legged, his breath creating a misty dragon that swept across the entire Yuanjie Peak.
Call ~
Suck--
Jiang Yuan took a deep breath.
The thick fog that permeated the entire Yuanjie Peak seemed to be summoned, trembling violently and flying from all directions toward the palace halfway up the mountain.
Alchemy room.
Jiang Yuan opened his mouth and swallowed the water dragon whole.
His aura also surged to the second level of the Divine Power Realm, the True Essence Realm!
The magical power surged even further, increasing from 198 Xuanhuang horses to 1,000 Xuanhuang horses!
Even a cultivator at the third level of the Divine Power Realm, the Qi Condensation Realm, doesn't possess such immense magical power!