Chapter 803 - The Primordial Soul Pearl Seal Is Broken
Chapter 803 - The Primordial Soul Pearl Seal Is Broken
Chapter 803: The Primordial Soul Pearl Seal Is Broken
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Upon hearing that, Mo Wen’s mother was slightly surprised. Her son had the will of the Martial Arts God? Mo Wen had left home merely to pursue his studies. Why did so many random occurrences happen to him?
“However, Little Master only has one-fifth of the Martial Arts God will on him. Right now, it is just hidden in his body and can leave at any time. Whether or not Little Master can receive the Martial Arts God’s inheritance in the future remains to be seen.”
The Martial Arts God divided his inheritance into five parts. Wasn’t that asking the five people who received the Martial Arts God will to murder each other? No wonder he was called the Martial Arts God. Even when passing down his mantle, he was so violent.
“Then, we’ll just leave him be.” Mo Wen’s mother shook her head. Since the matter had already occurred, she did not want to interfere too much.
“Yes, madam. I will take my leave. If Little Master does not hold on to me, he will surely be unable to sleep soundly.” Xiang’er giggled and became a beam of white light as she disappeared from the house.
“That little girl...” Mo Wen’s mother shook her head helplessly.
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That night, Mo Wen had a dream. In his dream, he was sleeping soundly. A maiden in white clothes floated beside his bed with a jade stringed instrument in her hands. The soothing music flowed slowly into his ears. The moonlight shone on the maiden, and she looked ethereal.
Bathing in the sound of the stringed instrument, Mo Wen’s entire body felt comfortable, and his hands and legs felt warm. He wanted to open his eyes and take a closer look at the maiden who was playing the music, but he realized that his eyelids felt exceptionally heavy. No matter how hard he tried, he could only see a hazy silhouette.
Mo Wen had no idea how long she had been playing the music for. He felt that he had completely merged with the sound of the music. His body had never felt so relaxed. With one attempt, Mo Wen used all his might to open his eyes and he finally saw the person who was playing the stringed instrument.
It was her!
Mo Wen suddenly felt his heart tremble. A peerless beauty had appeared before his eyes, charming and ethereal. It was none other than the mysterious woman that he had encountered in the lake. The woman gave him an enchanting smile and slyly winked at him. Then, she slowly disappeared before right in front of his eyes.
Mo Wen felt that something was off. Why had this woman suddenly appeared here? His consciousness rebounded in an instant and a sense of caution welled up in him. The next moment, his figure shuddered, and he furiously opened his eyes.
He was still lying on the bed. Everything before him was completely familiar. It was his room in the house that he had lived in for twenty years. A ray of sunlight shone into the house. There was no sign of the woman dressed in white.
Mo Wen got up from his bed and shook his head fiercely. He had actually had a dream, and a baffling dream about the woman in white at that! Could it be that the charm of the woman in the lake was so strong that he could not escape her temptations even in his dreams?
Mo Wen laughed bitterly. He never imagined that such a thing would happen to him.
Xiang’er curled her figure up as she slept soundly snuggled up in his arms. Mo Wen did not wake her, getting out of bed carefully. However, he had barely taken a few steps when he suddenly felt something strange. A surge of majestic Inner Qi exploded from inside his body, sweeping outwards. It coursed through his limbs and bones. A seemingly endless amount of Inner Qi surged from his core like thousand-meter-high waves.
“The later stage Golden Elixir Realm! My cultivation actually broke through.” Mo Wen clenched his fists. He felt an unparalleled sense of power in his body. He had just taken a nap and his cultivation had actually broken through another realm. What was going on? Could it be that his cultivation could advance even in his sleep?
Mo Wen felt very strange. He never imagined that he would break through to the later stage of the Golden Elixir Realm in such a manner. Also, this method of breaking through could not be explained at all.
Could it be that sleeping at home had caused his entire body to completely relax and his mind to reach an ethereal state, allowing him to break through the shackles of realms?
Although breaking through realms was inexplicable, it was still a good thing. However, before he could recover from the feeling, there was a shattering sound in his mind, as though something had broken.
“The Primordial Soul Pearl!”
Mo Wen’s facial expression changed slightly. In his mind, the Primordial Soul Pearl which belonged to Ji Wuya transformed suddenly. A wave of majestic Primordial Soul Power gushed out suddenly and rushed into his declarative memory.
Mo Wen’s face turned pale. He quickly sat down in a corner with his legs crossed. Having such a huge amount of Primordial Soul Power rushing into his declarative memory directly could destroy his declarative memory completely. If his declarative memory was ruined, he would either die or become retarded.
His consciousness dove into his declarative memory instantly and connected with the Primordial Soul Pearl.
On the bed, Xiang’er had opened her eyes, and she stared at Mo Wen with her gemstone-like eyes. Her gaze hid a glint of craftiness.
“The master of the Primordial Soul Pearl has Path Integration Realm cultivation. Unfortunately, Little Master’s body is too weak and his cultivation is not high. I could only unseal a layer of the pearl. Otherwise, Little Master’s body can’t stand it.”
After giving Mo Wen a glance, Xiang’er turned away from him and sneaked out of the room, running off somewhere.
After a long time, Mo Wen opened his eyes slowly and a glint of light flashed in them. His aura went through drastic changes in an instant.
Just now, for some unknown reason, a layer of Ji Wuya’s Primordial Soul Pearl had suddenly been unsealed and a large amount of information rushed into his mind. The information consisted of Ji Wuya’s teachings, ranging from the easy to the profound ones. Everything was recorded into Mo Wen’s mind as though it was part of his own memory.
Furthermore, a force gushed into his body, causing his cultivation to experience a breakthrough once again. He had broken through to the pinnacle of Golden Elixir Realm, with his soul power doubling.
Even though the ratio of his soul power to deified soul remained constant, his soul power was twice as powerful now, so it meant the strength of his Deified Soul Power had doubled as well.
“So actually, Ji Wuya was an immortal cultivator who existed during the Middle Age and had Path Integration Realm cultivation. He was someone from the Spirit Realm. He died in the Source World because he joined the fight over the Source World during that time. A long time ago, the forbidden space in the Dafang Sect belonged to the Source World. However, the space split off from the Source World during the fight.”
There was more and more information in Mo Wen’s mind. Mo Wen had a better understanding of Ji Wuya too. The Primordial Soul Pearl had recorded the life journey of its master. It could pass down the experiences, which were chosen by the master, to the master’s successor. Even though the information was not complete, Mo Wen had a general understanding of who Ji Wuya was.
Other than Ji Wuya’s life experiences, Mo Wen had also inherited some spells, magical powers, medical skills, and secret techniques practiced by Ji Wuya. However, since only a layer of the Primordial Soul Pearl’s seal was removed, the things that Mo Wen received were only a small portion of Ji Wuya’s inheritance. Ji Wuya was a Path Integration Realm immortal cultivator. With Mo Wen’s current ability, he could not possibly inherit all of Ji Wuya’s inheritance now.
Although the information was not comprehensive, it was infinitely beneficial for Mo Wen. His medical skills increased by several realms, and his horizons reached unprecedented heights.
“Ji Wuya was a medical sage among immortal cultivators, specializing in treating immortal cultivators. Even some immortal cultivators with higher cultivations would come seeking him. With my current ability, I most likely can even treat ordinary immortal cultivators.”
Before this, although Mo Wen was a miracle physician, he was just a miracle physician for mortals and could only cure mortal illnesses. But now that he had obtained the inheritance of Ji Wuya, his horizons, ability, and his knowledge were all worlds apart compared to before.
“Mo Wen, the sun is already high in the sky, you lazy bug.” Outside, Qin Xiaoyou’s voice could be heard.
Mo Wen opened his eyes and looked at the sky outside. He discovered that it was approaching noon. He had sat on the ground for almost the entire morning. He looked towards his bed. As expected, Xiang’er had already woken up and was nowhere to be seen.
As he walked out of the house, Qin Xiaoyou stood outside the door. Her hands were on her waist and she was pouting.
“What are you doing?” Mo Wen asked, amused when he saw Qin Xiaoyou’s face.
“It’s time to eat.” Qin Xiaoyou snorted softly. She had got up bright and early to help with the farm work, and together with Mo Wen’s mother had prepared a large table’s worth of delicacies in the kitchen. But she had called Mo Wen a few times and he did not get out of bed, sleeping away like a pig.
“Time to eat? Oh, let’s eat, let’s eat.”
“Quickly freshen yourself up. If you don’t wash, you are not allowed to eat.”
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For the next two weeks, Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou stayed in the village. During the day, they would help with farming. At night, they would sit in the garden chit chatting, enjoying their family time. To Mo Wen’s surprise, Qin Xiaoyou had actually adapted to this kind of lifestyle quickly. Some farm work was unfamiliar even to Mo Wen, but Qin Xiaoyou had actually mastered everything.
Time flew. One afternoon, Mo Wen sat casually on the wicker chair in the garden, with Xiang’er in his arms. He was thinking while petting her.
His mother was merely an ordinary peasant. Time waited for no one and soon, his mother would age and die. This was the one thing that Mo Wen was reluctant to see. He only had this mother. He definitely refused to let her grow old and die like other peasants.
However, he was troubled by this matter. With his mother’s age, she was clearly not suited to practice ancient martial arts anymore. For her to cultivate immortality was even more impossible. He hoped his mother could live forever, but that was not something he could achieve by practicing on his own.
However, those elixirs and pills that could promote longevity and immortality were all uncommon medicines. Mo Wen could hardly get his hands on any. The concoction method for this kind of pills was indeed recorded in Ji Wuya’s collection of alchemy art. However, not only were the materials hard to gather, but Mo Wen also could not possibly concoct any of them with his current ability.
Longevity and immortality were originally acts that defied the way of Heaven. Even ordinary immortal cultivators could not do achieve them. Wanting a mortal to achieve longevity and immortality was certainly not an easy task.
“I can only do this when I have begun walking the Way of Immortals and after my cultivation is sufficient.” Mo Wen sighed. He felt that there was not enough time. Many things were imminent. He could not wait for his practice to immediately show results.
Aside from his mother, Xiang’er was also his most loved one. But Xiang’er was just a little beast from the mountain forest. Even Mo Wen was unsure of how long a lifespan she had.
Unless Xiang’er could practice the Way of Demons, she would sooner or later leave him. However, Mo Wen did not know where to begin when it came to practicing the Way of Demons. He had not even mastered the Way of Immortals, let alone the Way of Demons.
“I hope that one day I can begin walking the Way of Immortals.” Mo Wen discovered that many things could only be solved after he became an immortal cultivator.