Chapter 149
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Chapter 149: You Can Ask!
Facing Ji Yang’s full-force attack from his primordial spirit body, the middle-aged shadow could not resist. He had no choice but to cross his long spear with both hands to block Ji Yang’s strike.
However, the long sword was incredibly powerful. Upon contact, the spear snapped in half, and by the time the long sword descended completely, the middle-aged shadow’s primordial spirit weapon had completely vanished, leaving him without hands!
The middle-aged shadow let out a soft grunt but did not give up the struggle. His primordial spirit surged within him, and the hands that had disappeared began to re-materialize.
Just as the middle-aged shadow’s hands were about to take shape, he suddenly felt his primordial spirit body unable to move. When he looked up, he saw Ji Yang grinning as he stepped closer.
With one hand, Ji Yang grabbed him effortlessly, lifting the middle-aged shadow as if he were a small chicken.
With a massive hand gripping his neck, Ji Yang squeezed tightly!
“Stop…”
The middle-aged shadow tried to speak but had not finished his sentence when Ji Yang imagined the sound of a snap, yet felt very little in his hand.
In the primordial spirit body, there were no bones or muscles, and the weak spots were not in typical places like the neck or heart.
Yet, there were weaknesses everywhere.
Without hesitation, Ji Yang twisted the neck of the middle-aged shadow. He then struck again, directly breaking the middle-aged shadow’s limbs and shaping him into a squished ball!
As the struggling grew weaker, Ji Yang finally released his grip.
Fortunately, there was no bloody scene; it felt much like a ball of cotton, which was acceptable.
Noticing the primordial spirit energy scattering, Ji Yang turned his gaze to the ancient copper mirror that still emitted a faint glow.
At this moment, the mirror’s effect had not yet faded; Ji Yang’s body remained restricted. However, Ji Yang could already feel the mirror’s control weakening, and he could now access his sword intent.
It seemed that the restrictions caused by the mirror would soon disappear.
Once everything settled, Ji Yang planned to return to his physical body.
At that moment, Ji Yang’s attention once again shifted to the shadows around him, his eyes revealing a hint of suspicion.
In the next moment, Ji Yang re-summoned his primordial spirit sword and slashed toward the remaining shadow!
The shadow, which had been motionless in place, suddenly began to quickly gather, coalescing into a ball before ultimately forming the face of the middle-aged man once more.
However, this time the middle-aged man’s body was ethereal; he lacked the solid form he had before, and even his height was significantly reduced, now standing only slightly taller than half a person.
It appeared that Ji Yang’s attack had indeed been effective, but the enemy possessed his own means of recovery!
Ji Yang did not intend to waste words. He quickened his pace, ready to deliver another strike to completely deal with the middle-aged shadow.
“Kid, show some mercy!”
“Today, I admit defeat!”
“I’ve encountered a monster like you!”
“Don’t be ungrateful!”
“Is it necessary for us to engage in a fight to the bitter end?”
“Fine, I concede!”
Seeing Ji Yang’s pace quicken, the middle-aged shadow, who had previously spoken boldly, quickly raised both hands in surrender.
Ji Yang did not trust his words; in an instant, he lifted the middle-aged shadow again with one hand, ready to crush him!
“Wait!”
At that moment, the middle-aged man immediately spoke up.
After confirming that the middle-aged man posed no threat to him, Ji Yang relaxed his grip slightly but still held him tightly, fully in control.
Seeing Ji Yang pause, the middle-aged man then said:
“Look, little… brother, we really don’t have any major conflict between us. Now that you aren’t injured, and as for my wounds, let’s forget about them. How about we make a big deal small and a small deal nothing? Let’s just leave today’s matter at that?”
Ji Yang remained silent for a moment before nodding:
“Alright, but answer me a few questions first!”
“No problem, little brother, ask away! I have lived for thousands of years and understand ancient matters thoroughly. I know many sect secrets, and I possess countless True Immortal-Level Techniques and various magical abilities!”
“I could even tell you the color of the clothes that the former Empress of the Yaochi wore!”
…
“You say that with my qualifications, I will face a great calamity in my future? Is that true?” Ji Yang asked.
“Of course, when have I ever lied?”
Noticing Ji Yang’s grip tighten slightly, the middle-aged man realized he was not getting through and continued:
“Talent Jealousy. Even in the ancient times, this was considered top-tier talent. Back then, the spiritual energy from the heavens and earth was abundant. Such talent could be called a Sacred Body for cultivation, advancing at a rate of a thousand miles a day. However, this extraordinary talent is too powerful, which is unfair to the heavenly path. Thus, for every step taken upward, a calamity will arise.”
“The most significant of these will be the great calamity of cultivation!”
“This calamity can cut down ninety-nine percent of cultivators with this talent, and to this day, no one has survived it!”
Ji Yang listened carefully, and once the middle-aged shadow finished speaking, he asked:
“What is the difference between the great calamity of cultivation and ordinary calamities like the heavenly calamities?”
Ji Yang was confident that this so-called great calamity was not comparable to the calamities he had experienced.
“Ah, the difference is vast. The great calamity of cultivation typically occurs among high-level cultivators. You are still three or four major realms away from this calamity, so you need not worry!”
“When the calamity appears, cultivators will sense it. There will be signs of the five declines of heaven and human, and a feeling of all things perishing. Even spiritual energy cannot be applied, and one will be rejected by the world…”
The middle-aged man chuckled, then looked at Ji Yang, hoping to see some fear in his eyes.
But Ji Yang’s expression remained calm, without any sign of fluctuation.
The middle-aged man shrugged it off and asked in return:
“Do you know why the great calamity of cultivation affects only high-level cultivators?”
Before Ji Yang could answer, the middle-aged man spoke for himself:
“The heavenly path has spirit. It could have caused those with Talent Jealousy to fall when they are still of low cultivation level, so why wait until now?”
“Because low-level cultivators are ignorant and do not understand the power of the heavenly path or the dangers of the great way. So-called heavenly calamities are just minor troubles compared to the great calamity of cultivation. Once cultivators reach high levels and possess greater power, only then will they understand the difficulty of going against heaven!”
The middle-aged man, who had initially spoken with a smile, now had a hint of sorrow in his expression.
In his youth, he too had dreamed of defying the heavens, especially while climbing towards the clouds through his own efforts.
But once he reached that level, he realized how difficult it was to go against heaven!
At this moment, both were silent, each lost in their thoughts.
Ji Yang listened to the middle-aged man’s words with half belief and half doubt.
But recalling Ye Wuchen’s words from the past, Ji Yang fell into contemplation.
He did not think Ye Wuchen was not extraordinary, looking down upon the world, yet now, he did not see the brilliance in Ye Wuchen that he should have had in his youth.
The two, each with their own thoughts, were interrupted by the middle-aged man, who broke the atmosphere with a smile:
“Little brother, with such talent, your destiny is set. Instead of fighting against the heavenly path, you might as well enjoy life early.”
“Entrust your body to me, and I will bear these calamities. As for you, I can use primordial spirit secret techniques to give you a new body, allowing you to live safely for a hundred years.”
