Chapter 11

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Chapter 11: Level Two – Returning to the Origin Realm

A trade!

Zhang Yang’s heart raced as he eyed the martial arts technique book in Su Shentong’s hand.

“How do I know that your martial arts technique is worth as much as my Purple Sun Flower?” Zhang Yang asked. “This Purple Sun Flower is no ordinary item.”

In truth, he wasn’t sure of the flower’s actual value, but just a whiff of its fragrance made him feel remarkably refreshed, proving it was far from ordinary.

“In terms of value, your Purple Sun Flower is nowhere near my martial arts technique,” Su Shentong stated proudly. “The Purple Sun Flower mainly heals wounds and has some unique uses in bloodline refinement, but my martial arts technique is the Baxiang Power!”

Another divine power!

Zhang Yang felt a thrill of excitement. He craved strength above all else. At this moment, power was his sole obsession—techniques and tricks held little appeal. With raw strength, he believed he could smash through any obstacle, and that thought was exhilarating.

Su Shentong continued, “You’ve heard of Baxiang, haven’t you? It’s the mightiest among the ancestors of dragons. Although this Baxiang Power technique only scratches the surface of its true potential, it far surpasses the combined strength of the Ant King Power, Giant Elephant Power, and Demon Elephant Power that you previously possessed. If you master it, you’ll be absolutely invincible.”

“Is that so?” Zhang Yang knew the Ant King Power was immensely strong, so if this technique was even greater, it would truly be extraordinary. “Are you really willing to trade with me? Is there something wrong with this martial arts technique? After all, I haven’t even mastered the three divine powers I obtained before. What if I can’t cultivate this one either?”

“What a joke! Who do you think you are?” Su Shentong scoffed. “Cultivating those three divine powers is extremely difficult—it’s not something that can be done overnight. If someone could master them in six months, they would be an unparalleled genius. From what I see, even mastering it within a year would be impressive. Don’t set your expectations too high.”

Zhang Yang thought for a moment and replied, “Thank you, Brother Su, for your guidance.”

Su Shentong cast a smug glance at Liu Changfeng and said, “Alright, I have a generous heart, so I’ll take a small loss and trade this Baxiang Power with you. Are you willing?”

“Willing! I’m more than willing. How could I pass up such a great deal?” Zhang Yang responded eagerly.

Su Shentong grinned. “Then let’s exchange our items at the same time.”

The two locked eyes momentarily before tossing their items simultaneously.

Zhang Yang caught the Baxiang Power.

Su Shentong secured the Purple Sun Flower.

“Hahahaha…”

Su Shentong immediately burst into laughter, unable to contain his amusement.

Liu Changfeng’s expression revealed his envy.

“What are you laughing at?” Zhang Yang asked, confused.

Liu Changfeng sneered, “Foolish! The Purple Sun Flower is incredibly rare. Do you really think something so precious would be lying around in such an obvious place? Your luck is remarkable, but you don’t even know its true value. The greatest benefit of the Purple Sun Flower is that it refines one’s bone structure. On the other hand, both your Baxiang Power and the divine powers you previously obtained require specific bloodlines as a foundation. The Baxiang Power, in particular, demands an exceptionally high dragon bloodline for cultivation. Without meeting its strict conditions, you’ll never be able to use it. You just traded a rare flower for a technique you can’t even cultivate. How could he not be happy?”

Zhang Yang’s face darkened. “You tricked me!”

“And what if we did? Hahaha! The item is already mine,” Su Shentong laughed heartily before vanishing into the depths of the forest.

Liu Changfeng followed closely behind.

Zhang Yang shouted, “Don’t run!”

The Ironback Blue Bull charged after them, but after only three or four hundred meters, Zhang Yang called it to a stop. He overheard Su Shentong and Liu Changfeng talking in the distance.

“Brother Su, we made a fortune! This guy is unbelievably gullible. We shouldn’t have even told him the truth. In this Vast Forest, who knows what other treasures he might stumble upon?”

“Why worry? With his foolish demeanor, we can easily trick him into trading again. I’ll just offer him another martial arts technique that he won’t be able to cultivate.”

“Haha, let’s go find more techniques that are impossible to master.”

Hearing this, Zhang Yang felt a mix of emotions. They were putting in so much effort to help him find divine powers—would it really be fair for him to take advantage of that again?

Shaking off his thoughts, Zhang Yang examined his newly acquired Baxiang Power. As he flipped through its pages, he realized just how terrifyingly powerful it was.

He mentally categorized his five divine powers by strength. The weakest were the Giant Elephant Power and the Demon Elephant Power. A step above them was the Diamond Dragon Strength. Even stronger was the Ant King Power. But when combined, none of them could compare to the sheer might of the Baxiang Power.

What shocked him most was that even the weakest divine powers—the Giant Elephant Power and the Demon Elephant Power—were already extraordinary. Many had fought fiercely over the Giant Elephant Token, which could only be cultivated with the ancient giant elephant bloodline.

Similarly, even though the cultivation requirements for the Baxiang Power were exceptionally strict, Zhang Yang grasped its essence with just a single glance. He stretched out a finger and gently poked a nearby ancient tree. To his amazement, he left a hole in the incredibly sturdy trunk as if it were made of tofu.

Zhang Yang marveled at the fearsome strength of the Baxiang Power. Tucking the book into his storage bag, he surveyed his surroundings. The forest was quiet and peaceful.

“The wood energy here is rich—I’ll cultivate here,” he decided.

“Bull, guard me.”

Leaning against an ancient tree, he sat down and began his cultivation. The Ironback Blue Bull stood vigil, alert to any potential threats.

In just moments, wood energy from hundreds of meters away surged toward him, forming a misty aura around his body.

The disturbance drew the attention of someone new—Xiao Hu. Originally, he assumed a treasure had appeared, but when he arrived and spotted Zhang Yang, his eyes lit up with delight.

“So, you’re here too, you kid riding the bull.”

His first instinct was to rush over and attack, but he hesitated. The memory of Zhang Yang’s terrifying combat prowess made him wary.

“The captain said that as members of the Demon Slayer Team, we need to leverage our identity,” he mused. “Heh, kid, soon you’ll understand the consequences of offending the Demon Slayer Team.”

With a smirk, he quietly retreated to put his plan into motion.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yang remained completely immersed in cultivation, oblivious to the outside world.

The concentration of wood energy here was different from that of the Golden Sun Spirit Fruit Tree. Instead of being condensed in one place, it was scattered among the ancient trees, requiring time to gather. However, for Zhang Yang, a mere moment was enough. Wood energy flooded into his body, converging in his dantian and merging with his essence.

Accompanied by a booming sound from his dantian, the breakthrough came as expected.

Level Two – Returning to the Origin Realm!

After the breakthrough, Zhang Yang stretched his body and said, “Bull, we should head back.”

The Ironback Blue Bull let out a low roar and began running.

However, they soon stopped, looking around in confusion—everything appeared the same.

Man and beast had gotten lost again.

“Uh, Bull, I have a terrible sense of direction. You’re not the same, are you?” Zhang Yang scratched his head, completely unable to discern the way.

The Ironback Blue Bull widened its eyes, looking equally lost.

They wandered aimlessly for a while without finding their way when suddenly, a series of loud roars echoed through the forest. Following the sounds, they stumbled upon an astonishing sight.

More than three hundred golden apes were gathered together. A towering golden ape, standing three meters tall, perched on a rock at the center, proudly beating its chest and roaring. The group of apes responded with their own deafening cries.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes. “Isn’t that the golden ape we fought over the Golden Sun Spirit Fruit?”

The Ironback Blue Bull let out a low growl in acknowledgment, having recognized it as well.

At the same time, the golden ape, now agitated, locked eyes with Zhang Yang. Its fierce gaze brimmed with murderous intent—it had recognized him too.

“Roar!”

In an instant, the three hundred golden apes turned their attention toward Zhang Yang, their furious roars shaking the surroundings.

“Wait!” Zhang Yang called out.

He landed on the ground and walked toward a nearby small mountain. The mountain, about fifty to sixty meters high, was completely barren, composed entirely of solid rock.

Clenching his fist, he struck.

Bang!

This time, he unleashed the combined power of the Giant Elephant Power, Demon Elephant Power, and Diamond Dragon Strength. The force surged forward.

The small mountain trembled violently, producing deep cracks. However, it did not collapse.

Seeing this, the golden ape let out a louder, mocking roar. The other golden apes followed suit, laughing in their own way.

Zhang Yang sighed. “Misjudged, misjudged. Let’s try again.”

This time, he didn’t hold back. He unleashed all five divine powers at once, pouring his full strength into a single punch.

Boom!

The cracks spread rapidly from the point of impact, covering the entire mountain like a spider’s web.

Then, with a thunderous crash, the mountain collapsed completely.

Zhang Yang clapped his hands and smiled at the stunned apes.

The leading golden ape immediately knelt down.

Seeing this, the other golden apes also dropped to their knees, trembling in fear.