Chapter 40
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Chapter 40: A Super Huge Harvest
Zhang Yang had always believed that ever since he was struck by the crimson lightning, his luck had been consistently great. However, calling it unbelievably good seemed like an exaggeration.
"Kid, don’t be ungrateful. This isn’t just unbelievably good," Chi Zhenyi’s spirit said. "Do you have any idea how powerful these thirty-seven war statues are? Do you know how much it costs to create them at a sacred place like the Ghostly Divine Platform? It could take a thousand years to forge them! And now, they belong to you. If it weren’t for your absurd luck in encountering me, no one would have ever discovered the flaw in the war statues. I spent a hundred years studying it just to figure it out. And of course, your strong bloodline is another key factor."
Zhang Yang still didn’t think much of it. "Aren’t they just a few war statues?"
Chi Zhenyi’s spirit wanted to smack him and exclaimed angrily, "Just a few? Do you even realize how powerful these thirty-seven war statues are? In the Vast Forest, even the weakest one could pierce you through with a single finger!"
"That strong?" Zhang Yang asked, visibly surprised.
"One at the Great Boundless rank, six at the Small Boundless rank, and thirty at the Opening the Sky rank," Chi Zhenyi’s spirit continued. "Now, tell me, how’s that for strength? You essentially possess the power of an entire sect. Isn’t your luck unbelievably good?"
Zhang Yang was genuinely shocked this time.
He hadn’t expected the thirty-seven war statues to be this formidable.
"Maybe it really is unbelievably good."
"Isn’t it unbelievably good to have met me? No one else could have pulled this off."
"Yeah, meeting you really does seem like incredible luck. After all, it allowed you to come back to life."
The two exchanged glances and suddenly burst into laughter.
Chi Zhenyi said, "Our meeting is a stroke of good luck for both of us. Now, give me a Baxiang Divine Fire, and I will help you refine the connection completely so that no one can steal control over them."
Zhang Yang activated the Baxiang Power, and the Baxiang Divine Fire emerged, enveloping the thirty-seven war statues.
After absorbing a sufficient amount of life essence, Chi Zhenyi underwent a dramatic transformation, turning into a ghostly light and merging into the war statues.
A series of crackling sounds echoed as the war statues trembled.
Zhang Yang could feel the burden on the war statues lift, and after being refined again by the Baxiang Divine Fire, his connection with them grew even stronger.
Once everything was completed, Chi Zhenyi’s spirit returned to the Skyfire Pill Furnace, revealing a hint of fatigue.
"Insert your Baxiang Divine Fire into the pill furnace."
"Alright."
The moment the Baxiang Divine Fire fell into the furnace, Chi Zhenyi’s spirit merged into it.
Moments later, life essence was released from within.
Zhang Yang sighed inwardly, wondering how much life essence had been plundered.
With nothing else to do, he sensed the war statues and started controlling them. Soon, it felt as natural as moving his own limbs.
The war statues could receive his commands and engage in battle, fighting endlessly until their defeat.
After gaining complete control, he stored all thirty-seven war statues inside his storage bag.
Looking around the mountaintop, his gaze landed on a massive altar at the center.
The altar was intricately carved with symbols of the sun, moon, and rivers, radiating an ancient and mysterious aura. This was the Heavenly Sacrifice Altar, rumored to hold the supreme secret of reshaping souls into flesh.
Surrounding the altar, a huge pattern was etched into the ground.
It resembled a divine wolf howling at the sky.
At first, Zhang Yang didn’t think much of it. But as he looked closer, he realized that the pattern bore a striking resemblance to the one on his Thousand Wolves Pillar.
Frowning, he took out the Thousand Wolves Pillar.
Buzz!
Both the Thousand Wolves Pillar and the ground pattern began to tremble simultaneously.
Suddenly, beams of ghostly light shot out from the ground and merged into the Thousand Wolves Pillar.
The divine wolf howling pattern on the pillar came to life—the wolf’s eyes gleamed with spirit, and even the thousands of wolves forming the divine wolf image appeared to stir, as if they were struggling to break free from the pillar.
Zhang Yang was shocked and instinctively took a step back.
Eventually, the divine wolf howling pattern on the ground disappeared.
The divine wolf on the Thousand Wolves Pillar now looked like a real wolf, sealed within the pillar itself.
"So this is the complete Thousand Wolves Pillar?" Zhang Yang murmured.
He stepped forward and grasped the pillar once more.
"Awoo!"
The sealed divine wolf on the pillar suddenly let out an enraged roar.
Almost instinctively, Zhang Yang prepared to punch it, but in that moment, he remembered something.
The Wolf King Spear!
Previously, it had been ineffective when he used his blood.
Weren’t these war statues the same?
Should he try again?
Casually, he flicked out a drop of blood.
As the blood entered the Thousand Wolves Pillar, it quickly seeped in.
The roaring from the pillar stopped, replaced by a subtle connection.
He reached out and stroked the Thousand Wolves Pillar, and to his surprise, information about the pillar surfaced in his mind.
"Two marvelous effects?"
"Thousands of wolves can go into battle?"
"The divine wolf of the Thousand Wolves returning to one is…?"
As Zhang Yang processed the new information, he couldn’t help but marvel. The Thousand Wolves Pillar was truly as valuable as the war statues—perhaps even more so.
It was an incredibly powerful weapon!
Not only that, but it was also an extremely useful treasure!
He couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up to the ancestors of the Howling Wolf Palace who had created it. What a brilliant invention!
Feeling excited, he stored the Thousand Wolves Pillar away and continued searching for anything else of value.
After finding nothing, he reluctantly took out the Wolf King Spear.
"Weren’t you once a holy weapon? Let’s see if there’s any chance of restoring you."
The Wolf King Spear emitted a faint wolf-head projection, looking rather pitiful.
Zhang Yang shook his head. "You really are useless."
Finding nothing else of interest, he sat down in front of the Heavenly Sacrifice Altar to observe it.
With his current abilities, he couldn’t discern much, only confirming that the altar’s mysteries were vast, endless, and beyond imagination.
A *Celestial Emergence (*supremely good.)
Half a day later, a booming sound erupted from the Skyfire Pill Furnace.
Amidst the roaring flames, Chi Zhenyi stepped out.
At that moment, he exuded a celestial aura, resembling a divine being descending to Earth.
Dressed in flowing white robes, the flames around him transformed into swirling lotus flowers. Faint auspicious sounds resonated in the air, and colorful clouds danced around him—he looked utterly otherworldly.
He walked over to Zhang Yang and stood beside him.
"The Heavenly Sacrifice Altar has accumulated five hundred years of power. With the Howling Wolf Palace preparing to participate in the Cangmang Sacred Land endeavor, this reserve can be considered a thousand years’ worth of accumulation—enough for me to reshape my true body."
"How long will it take?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Without this altar, it would take a thousand years. With it, at most ten years, at least six."
"That’s a bit slow."
"Slow?" Chi Zhenyi raised an eyebrow. "I think it’s already fast enough that I’m beginning to doubt whether I overestimated the process."
"Six years is still a long time. By then, I might already be a sage."
"…"
If it had been anyone else, Chi Zhenyi would have drowned them in a lecture, but Zhang Yang was an exception.
The unique requirements of the Returning to Origin realm had slowed down Zhang Yang’s cultivation. Even so, he was still progressing fast enough to defy the laws of martial arts.
If he ever broke through the restrictions of the Returning to Origin realm…
Then, with his incredible cultivation speed and enough spirit stones to support him, who could say? Perhaps in six years, he really could surpass the Great Boundless rank and become a sage.
Chi Zhenyi sighed. "Alright, I’ll strive to be faster. No matter what, I need to at least be your support for a few more days. If you become a celestial being, what will I have left to brag about?"
Zhang Yang rolled his eyes. "You want to be my support just so you have something to boast about? You should aim a little higher!"
