Chapter 93
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Chapter 93: The Golden Dragon Rises
As the sun set, night gradually approached…
“The disciples of the Flying Kite Sect and the Iron Zither Sect have already entered Giant Shell City. Gao Yuhu seems to have pinpointed Lian Luosha’s location and is heading there under the cover of darkness. Regardless of whether he can find her, he must leave before noon tomorrow. I have very little time left.” Li Hui removed all his clothes and stepped into the cauldron containing the refining potion, holding a rough black stone the size of half a fist, his expression serious as he sat down.
“Success or failure depends on this chance!”
He reached out and grabbed dozens of spirit talismans, lifting them into the air, where they quickly transformed into red and green talisman light that fell into the cauldron.
“Crackle, crackle…” Li Hui’s body made popping sounds as his muscles bulged instantly, and the spirit patterns on his body glowed and expanded outward. The Dragon Claw patterns and Dragon Body patterns immediately pressed down on the Cow Shock Stone, and after a long time, a small amount of black stone dust wore down.
He hurriedly opened his mouth and swallowed the black stone dust, feeling a particular discomfort in his throat, followed by a wave of heat in his belly, producing a muffled sound.
The Cow Shock Stone, also known as the Flying Thunder Breaking Stone, can produce a powerful shock when struck with enough force, sounding like a cow stamping or a rumble of thunder. If its electric light were activated, it could destroy certain restrictions and formations.
The difficulty of merging with the Cow Shock Stone stemmed from this; it contained powers that ordinary people could not comprehend. If he merely swallowed the stone, it was manageable, but consuming thunder and lightning was akin to seeking death, causing harm to his body with each breath.
In almost an instant, Li Hui felt himself on the verge of fainting, but the Dragon Horn pattern on his forehead enhanced his willpower, allowing him to endure and circulate his cultivation method, directing the spiritual energy to flow in a rough direction.
Only by reaching the Concentrating Spirit stage could he internally view and activate the spiritual energy for circular manipulation. Thus, practicing his cultivation method during the Spirit Motion stage was exceedingly difficult.
Fortunately, every time Li Hui activated the spirit patterns, he sensed his body very clearly, remembering the locations of most of the acupoints. From the texts, he learned that ordinary Spirit Motion stage cultivators could not reach such a level.
Having the positions made things easier, preventing him from being like a headless fly. Additionally, even if his mind went astray, he had the Tranquility Pill to calm the Reverse Blood.
Li Hui was well prepared and continued to grind the Cow Shock Stone using his spirit patterns.
This grinding method was unique and came from the records in the Ideal Body jade tablet, specifically targeting the Cow Shock Stone and a few other exotic treasures, with no records found in the scripture hall of the Jade Symbol Sect.
From sunset until midnight, he had ground down more than half of the Cow Shock Stone. The pain he endured was indescribable, yet Li Hui knew that the real suffering was yet to come.
“I need to speed up.”
Time was pressing. He raised his hand to summon six Spirit Nurturing Pills and Dew Pills, grinding them into powder and swallowing them, feeling his qi and blood surge immediately.
The Dragon Claw patterns and Dragon Body patterns became more powerful, and in the air, plates of dragon scales stood up, scraping against the black stone like thousands of small knives. The speed of his training increased exponentially, along with the pain he suffered. He gritted his teeth, enduring—suffering now was better than dying in a battle in an instant.
“I don’t want to die! I want to become stronger!”
“Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all beings as straw dogs. I refuse to be that straw dog for sacrifices; I want to be a strong individual among cultivators. I want to end the chaos in Dalong and return to Chuxia Mountain to see everyone: my sister-in-law, elder brother, Uncle Sun in Shanghe Village, the little monk at Guangxiao Temple, and Mu Qianyun, who has stepped onto the path of cultivation…”
“Ah, ah, ah…” Li Hui cried out, his head thrown back as electric light tore through his chest and abdomen, bursting forth from his stomach and swirling wildly.
The Nine-Patterned Residual Body Talismans continuously stimulated his vitality, and the more damage his body sustained, the stronger his potential was unleashed. The Nine-Patterned Blood Merging Talismans aided him in digesting the Cow Shock Stone to the greatest extent possible, but true merging was still far away.
This process continued until the next morning, when the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room, and the entire Cow Shock Stone had vanished. Li Hui’s complexion looked extremely poor, resembling a boiled shrimp, his face frighteningly red!
“Now comes the hardest part.”
He felt a bit timid, but there was no option to back down; he raised his hand to grab the residual body talismans and blood merging talismans that had formed extraordinary patterns, and in the blink of an eye, he urged them into talisman light to fall down, shouting, “Merge!”
Running his profound skills, he pushed spiritual energy to his acupoints, harmonizing heaven and earth.
His body emitted light cracking sounds.
With every sound, Li Hui’s back bent slightly, and soon he could no longer sit cross-legged, curling his body like a shrimp as he fell into the cauldron.
Not knowing how long had passed, he slowly rose, re-entering his meditative state, his face filled with determination as he gritted his teeth, saying, “Let’s consider it as having died once; it’s nothing serious. Can pain stop my path? Can pain block my success? Merge! Merge!”
At this moment, Li Hui erupted with great courage, exerting an unimaginable willpower as he cultivated. Inside him, thousands of rivers surged forward, thundering like a herd of cattle crashing through.
Blood flowed, intent transformed…
After an hour, he began to take the Bone Refinement Pills because his cultivation was insufficient and required external assistance.
Having achieved such progress, the contributions of those extraordinary pattern residual body talismans and blood merging talismans were undeniable. As he neared noon, Li Hui’s body produced a Cow Shock sound, and a faint arc of light appeared behind him.
This arc of light resembled the curve between the yin-yang fish of Taiji, as if a spinning wish-granting object, yet he had not succeeded, and the excruciating pain spread.
“Ah…” Li Hui thought he was nearing the end, believing the pain would start to ease, only to find that the final tribulation awaited him—an unseen electric light and indescribable sharpness were slowly etching into the spirit patterns.
He could not afford to think of anything else and summoned the Tranquility Pill, Spirit Nurturing Pills, and Dew Pills to consume them frantically. Even so, it merely alleviated the pain slightly, and signs of collapse began to emerge from the arc of light at his back.
If it truly dispersed, all his efforts would be in vain.
Just as Li Hui was feeling powerless, he suddenly felt warmth beneath his feet, and five Dharma clouds floated out.
Simultaneously, characters flashed through his mind: “Wish-granting, also known in Sanskrit as Analu, or as Asha Turkey Toro, cultivates the diamond-bright illumination samadhi, which can illuminate the vast world…”
“Boom!”
The five Dharma clouds spun like a spinning wheel, drawing threads of gold that quickly formed into a golden lotus with just a few breaths. The Dragon Claw patterns on his arm gripped the golden beads, which released a massive amount of golden light that fused into his body.
“What the heck? This is Taoist cultivation, isn’t it? How does it relate to bald monks?” Li Hui sat straight, stabilizing the arc of light on the verge of collapsing with the power of the Dharma clouds and golden beads.
“Roar…” The sound of a dragon’s roar echoed, and faintly, he saw brilliance above the arc of light, revealing dragon claws and dragon body between the lotus-cloud formations, as if a golden dragon soared upwards.
“Did it work?” Li Hui suddenly slumped down, his body exuding a horrendous, smelly sweat that pooled beneath him to a depth of half a finger before it stopped.
He summoned clean water to wash his body and swallowed a Spirit Nurturing Pill to recover his spiritual energy. After moving five large cauldrons, he finally washed away the stench.
To Li Hui’s surprise, after this night of stimulating vitality, his hair had grown out, albeit somewhat excessively, reaching down to his waist. Moreover, his body not only did not wither away but also regained eight parts of its luster, looking far from the older appearance he had before.
“Haha, does this have such benefits?” Li Hui couldn’t help but chuckle, only for the bag of treasures to transmit a voice: “Don’t be too happy too soon. Do you understand the concept of ‘returning light to reflect’? Originally, the Golden Threshold Thirty-Six Symbols had already activated most of your potential, and now you are trying to fish in a dried-up pond; it’s nearly impossible to activate the spirit patterns for another upgrade…”
