Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 768 - 689: Sect Leader Level! Splashing Heavenly Mechanism Opportunity!

Chapter 768: Chapter 689: Sect Leader Level! Splashing Heavenly Mechanism Opportunity!

In the dreamscape, countless years had slipped by without my knowing, as I shed the worldly concerns that once bound my mortal form.

A glance backwards,

and past events resurfaced in ripples of memory.

With a smile in my drunken eyes, I ponder,

where in this world could Taoyuan be found?

And amidst the sporadic gusts of Qing Wind,

who would wish to linger by my side?

With each cycle of fate’s inception and demise,

scenes of life replay one act upon another.

As flowers wither and blossom again,

years roll on in perpetual sequence.

...

One autumn follows another in swift descent; in the blink of an eye, five hundred years have passed by.

On this day,

atop Green Bamboo Mountain, with a seated Lu Qingfeng, his aura fell, plummeting drastically, cascading from the Heavenly Immortal Level to the nascent realms of an Earth Immortal.

Yet another cultivation session of Derivation Enhancement.

From initially requiring thirty years to re-cultivate once, to now being adept enough to ascend from the level of a beginning Earth Immortal to the Heavenly Immortal Realm every twenty years.

Over the span of five hundred years,

Lu Qingfeng had redone his cultivation twenty times.

At first, he could enhance the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill three times in a single breath. Later, it went down to twice, then once, and now, it took several more cycles of re-cultivation to enhance the skill even a single time.

The Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill had grown increasingly intricate,

and each cultivation session revealed a different facet to Lu Qingfeng. The intentions of the Ancestor Witch who represented the entirety of the All Heavens Demon Gods, along with countless Demon Evils and countless battle and spell-casting experiences, were perceived by Lu Qingfeng through an indistinct connection that bridged through the cosmos.

An unprecedented, novel understanding.

The more he cultivated,

the more Lu Qingfeng felt the rapid metamorphosis within—

His flesh becoming Tong Xuan, growing ever stronger.

His mana becoming Tong Xuan, becoming more refined.

His Primordial Spirit becoming Tong Xuan, reaching deeper enlightenment.

Flashes of spirit light by the thousands sparked within his heart, along with innumerable innovative ideas. Unceasingly battling the Demon King of Black Wind Mountain, he grew more formidable with each confrontation, with each battle making him feel immensely invigorated.

A surge of impulsion rose in Lu Qingfeng’s heart; it seemed as though he was born for warfare.

Before, he had always avoided combat.

Or had solely relied on Divine Skills to face his foes—

"Wrong!"

"It’s all wrong!"

Lu Qingfeng’s eyes gleamed with clarity.

Practicing the Demon God Skill meant emulating the Ancestor Witch, battling the heavens and earth, and shattering the aeons—this was the true path. Previously, when the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill was merely at the Supreme Level, Lu Qingfeng had not yet grasped its true essence. But with each Derivation, as the Great Method unceasingly strengthened and grew more profound, Lu Qingfeng began to comprehend the profound truth within it.

To cultivate the Demon God Skill.

Is to battle!

To thrive in the sunlight, for without battle, there is only death!

A flicker of enlightenment started to brew in Lu Qingfeng’s heart, hazily touching upon the True Intent. He had a premonition that once the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill was enhanced to Sect Leader Level, he would be able to fully grasp the subtleties of the Demon God Skill.

"Let me see just how profound it can be."

Lu Qingfeng’s gaze wandered, pondering.

As his cultivation level regressed.

In the next moment—

The Great Method was accomplished!

...

[Cultivation Technique: Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill]

[Grade: Sect Leader Level]

[Description: Visualization of the intents of the All Heavens Demon Gods, transforming into twelve venerable Dutian Demon Gods. With the flesh becoming Tong Xuan, changes come forth from the heart, forging an Undying Body!]

"Sect Leader Level!"

"I’ve finally done it!"

Lu Qingfeng felt a surge of immense joy within his heart.

From nonexistence to existence.

From a humble beginning to the current achievements in the Immortal Dao, this long-practiced Great Method had finally become a Sect Leader Level Technique.

What is a Sect Leader?!

All Heavens Saints establish great teachings to enlighten all living beings, and are thus called Sect Leaders!

A Sect Leader Level Technique is indeed a Saint Method.

Comparable to the True Inheritor Twelve Volumes of the Heavenly Dao, like Chan Sect’s Yuqing Great Method, like Jie Sect’s Shangqing Great Method.

All are of Sect Leader Level.

True Skills hold profound significances that words struggle to convey.

Thus, even if Sect Leader Level Techniques are spread through the world, except for those Saint Disciples who consistently listen to the Saints expound upon the great Dao, the rest who might receive these techniques can typically only comprehend up to the levels of Mysterious or Supreme Level.

Only those with exceptional insight and predestined affinity for the Dao could, just like the disciples at a Saint’s feet, study and cultivate the true Sect Leader Level Techniques.

Lu Qingfeng needed none of that.

He had the Yellow Court Scripture, directly deriving the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill from nothing to Sect Leader Level, on par with the Heavenly Dao Saint’s Heavenly Dao Twelve Volumes with no clear superior.

Even better,

the Great Method was enhanced by him through layer upon layer of Derivation Enhancement, with a clear trail to follow; moving forward, his cultivation would be akin to listening to a Saint’s preaching at all times, always gaining new insights from the Technique.

Whether it be progress in his Dao ability or advancement in his cultivation, he now stood equal to those personally instructed by Saints.

"That is to say."

"I possess a Sect Leader Level Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill; it’s as if I’m carrying a Saint with me, instructing and guiding my cultivation day and night."

Lu Qingfeng felt a sense of serendipity.

Overcome with joy.

"Let’s give it a try!"

He eagerly circulated the Xuan Technique.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Before him, the intents of the All Heavens Demon Gods converged, Spiritual Energy whipped up into a gale, and his entire being became like a black hole, a vortex consuming the essence from all directions. In an instant, a tempest arose centered around him; as he absorbed Spiritual Energy, he further accelerated the Primordial’s consumption of the chaotic energy beyond the heavens and earth.

By consuming eight parts of Spiritual Energy,

he could enable the Primordial to grow ten parts of its essence; instead of weakening, the Primordial only became stronger.

"Too slow!"

"Much too slow!"

Lu Qingfeng remained unsatisfied.

Suddenly transforming, he took on the mighty form of the Gonggong Demon God, three hundred feet tall with a python’s head and a human body, his scales a shimmering black, trampling on the Black Dragon while Green Serpents twined around his hands.

Opening his mouth like a dragon drawing water, the speed of Spiritual Energy consumption immediately surged tenfold.

Three days later,

"Not enough!"

"Still not enough!"

Lu Qingfeng found it too slow once again and underwent another transformation.

Boom!

Now he became the Zhu Rong Demon God, five hundred feet tall with a beast’s head and a human body, his scales aglow with red, Fire Snakes through his ears, stepping on a Fire Dragon.

Opening his mouth as the Flame Monarch would, the rate at which he devoured Spiritual Energy immediately increased by another tenfold.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, the turmoil of Spiritual Energy surged to the point of forming a tide with its source at Green Bamboo Mountain. It was fortunate that this was the Earth Immortal World, abundant with Spiritual Energy. Had it been the Immortal Qin Realm, Lu Qingfeng’s way of cultivation would likely have drained an entire continent of its Spiritual Energy.

"Not good enough!"

"Still too slow!"

But Lu Qingfeng continued to find it lacking.

Change!

Change!

Change!

Each of the Twelve Demon Gods was displayed in turn, his cultivation level continually rising, his mana growing ever more profound, various mysteries unfolding in his mind. As he transformed, his flesh was tempered by the ceaseless Spiritual Energy, constantly breaking down and reforming. With each reconvening, he grew threefold stronger, taking strides toward an Undying Body.

Swallow!

Swallow!

Swallow!

Infinite Spiritual Energy was devoured within, with mana surging like massive rivers.

What originally required twenty long years of arduous cultivation to rebuild, Lu Qingfeng accomplished in a single stride, ascending once again to the Heavenly Immortal Realm in just a few short days.

And it did not stop there.

Upon reaching the edge of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it continued to climb.

His mana was vast, growing ferociously with each moment.

His physical body was tempered and an Undying Body was forged, emitting waves of Xuan Light and Golden Light. Even without utilizing mana or Divine Skills, the mere physical strength imbued within could aid Lu Qingfeng in fighting against Heavenly Immortals and even Golden Immortals, the force of his blows strong enough to shatter stars and break the boundless void.

Fearless against the chaotic assault of magical treasures, invulnerable to the strikes of Divine Skills, not even Wind, Fire, Thunder, or Lightning could harm him. He could stand on the Heavenly Immortal Slaying Stage in the heavens, withstand the Dan Fire of the Doulu Pill Furnace, and emerge unscathed and unrefined.

"Amazing!"

"I’m so powerful!"

Lu Qingfeng felt a strength he had never possessed before.

With a slight extension of his Demon God body, he shattered every seal and array within Green Bamboo Mountain to smithereens.

Alarmed, Ao Le revealed herself.

"My husband."

Ao Le gazed upon the Demon God within the mountain, a yellow sack-like body aflame like Dan Fire, with six legs and four wings, rounded and faceless – she knew this was the Emperor Jiang transformation that Lu Qingfeng achieved through Xuan Technique cultivation.

She had witnessed it before.

But she had never imagined that this Demon God transformation could be so formidable. Ao Le herself had undergone arduous cultivation for five hundred years and had already transcended the Seventh Level Heavenly Tribulation. Yet, in the presence of this Demon God, she found herself breathless. It was like a mortal facing the sun and moon, lacking the nerve to compete or even to look directly.

"Le’er."

Lu Qingfeng glanced at Ao Le, tried to retract his immense pressure to continue his unceasing cultivation.

His cultivation level kept rising incessantly.

In an instant.

It was as if the entire cosmo was within his grasp.

With a single thought, there was resonance.

"This is—"

Lu Qingfeng’s eyes shifted, peering toward the void to the south. Penetrating heaven and earth, he saw between the layers of the void the twelve Netherworld King Flags lost, with dark clouds rolling and demonic shadow figures forming from time to time.

Scanned by Daluo Cave Temple.

Lu Qingfeng also saw among these twelve Netherworld King Flags, streams of other treasures shining brightly—

There were bamboo canes.

There were tree branches.

There were banners. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

There were wooden whips.

There were gourds.

There were feathers.

There were copper bells.

"Such treasures!"

"So many treasures!"

"So many fine treasures!"

Lu Qingfeng caught sight of the lustrous treasures and was overjoyed, hastily saying to Ao Le: "I’ll be right back!"

After seeing Ao Le nod her head.

"Go!"

Lu Qingfeng eagerly dashed out.

Still in his Emperor Jiang form, without changing again, a single flap of his wings covered thirty-two thousand miles, piercing the void and making a beeline for the twelve Netherworld King Flags.

In no time.

He caught up to them.

His eyes scanned over each treasure—

Du Tian Netherworld King Flag.

Heavenly Centipede Bamboo Stick.

Seven Treasures Miao Tree.

Yellow Banner.

God Beating Whip.

Immortal Slaying Flying Saber.

Five-Colored Divine Light.

East Emperor Bell.

Lu Qingfeng’s eyes lit up.

Without further ado, he reached out his foot to grasp the treasures.

But then—

Boom!

He was repelled on the spot.

Upon a closer inspection, the twelve Netherworld King Flags were faintly arranged in an array, concealing the treasures’ aura and Heavenly Mechanism within, suppressing them from fleeing on their own, and guarding them, making it extremely difficult for anyone to retrieve.

"These twelve Netherworld King Flags are concealing Twelve Demon Gods."

"I practice the Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill, that’s why I could sense them."

Lu Qingfeng became clear-headed.

Without overthinking, he immediately transformed back to his original Daoist form. Above his head, the Five-Colored Divine Light soared, sweeping down towards the twelve Netherworld King Flags.

One sweep, immovable.

Two sweeps, immovable.

Three sweeps, immovable.

Lu Qingfeng was ready for this.

If these twelve Du Tian Netherworld King Flags were manned by someone, even Kong Xuan might have to expend a lot of effort to stir them. His own copied version of the Five-Colored Divine Light wanted in vain to shake them.

Luckily, at this moment, these twelve Du Tian Netherworld King Flags had no master and formed an array themselves, giving Lu Qingfeng a glimmer of hope.

Mana surged.

Divine Skills in motion.

The Five-Colored Divine Light burst forth again and again. Even with Lu Qingfeng’s profound resources, he almost succumbed to exhaustion, until at last, his endeavor bore fruit.

Flash!

With a sound, all twelve Du Tian Netherworld King Flags disappeared, falling into Lu Qingfeng’s hands.

"Haha!"

"Success!"

Lu Qingfeng rejoiced.

With no time to examine closely.

With the Netherworld King Flags seized, the treasures within were about to scatter and escape in an instant.

"Where do you think you’re going!"

Would Lu Qingfeng allow the treasures to escape as they wished?!

Each of these treasures was uniquely profound and utterly exceptional in the world; to lose any one of them would pain him for countless eons. Setting aside his fatigue, he quickly put away the Netherworld King Flags and once more employed the Five-Colored Divine Light—

One sweep!

The Five-Colored Divine Lights were in his hands!

Two sweeps!

The East Emperor Bell was in his hands!

Three sweeps!

The Yellow Banner was in his hands!

Four sweeps!

The Immortal Slaying Flying Saber was in his hands!

...

With seven swift sweeps, he had caught seven uncontrolled Supreme Treasures in a blink.

Overwhelmed with elation,

He dared not look closely nor linger long in this place.

"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!"

At once, he switched back to his Emperor Jiang Demon God form, a mighty flap of his wings shattered the Void, and he vanished without a trace!