Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 30 - crouching tigers

Chapter 30 – crouching tigers

Although the Immortal Spirit Enclosure was known as a young cultivator’s ability to hunt immortal spirits, if Yang Junshan were to bring so many immortal spirits out of the enclosure, it was extremely likely that he would be secretly snatched by a few guardian cultivators. Furthermore, there was no way to call him injustice, even if he brought out the background of a direct descendant of the Yang family in the Chenyu County, it would be completely useless.

Foigh grade immortal spirit to appear in the third round of the hunt was a mistake on the part of the guardian of the mountain. At that time, forget about the infamous Yang family of Chenyu County, even killing Yang Junshan on the spot would be easy for them.

Since that was the case, Yang Junshan still set his goal of hunting aigh-grade Celestial Spirit, naturally, it was because he had a method to conceal the method of obtaining a high-grade Celestial Spirit. This method was also very simple, it was to summon a second Celestial Spirit that would allow Yang Junshan to advance his Mortal Realm in the remaining five days.

Initially, the method of cultivating in this stage was more or less the same, it required a period of time to grind things up, and even with the help of an immortal spirit, it was still far from what one could achieve in just five days. Furthermore, during the process of cultivation, a cultivator would gradually refine an immortal spirit outside their body, so that when the Banyan Mountain grounds were closed, Yang Junshan would not be able to hide the five immortal spirits.

However, Yang Junshan knew of a secret technique. Being able to use a secret technique to place an immortal spirit in one’s body would not only greatly save time in summoning the immortal spirit, it would also allow him to temporarily hide his own cultivation. Until the immortal spirit was completely refined and the cultivator reached the Great Circle of the second level, only then would the cultivator’s cultivation be able to display the true characteristics of the second level of the Mortal Realm.

In his previous life, the heavens and earth had changed drastically. In order for the human cultivators to fight against the calamity, they had no choice but to create many secret techniques and abilities, in order to shorten the time needed to cultivate, and Yang Junshan’s “Blood Refinement Spirit Art” waechnique that could shorten the time needed to cultivate the Celestial Spirits. It was extremely effective, and there were almost no side effects.

But even if he were to use this technique, it would be impossible for Yang Junshan to complete the second level of Mortal Realm in just five days, but the important thing is, if he were to use this technique, the Celestial Spirit that Yang Junshan used to awaken his Spirit Aperture would be hidden within his body without being discovered.

His right hand took out an Iron Feather Arrow from the quiver, and with his left hand feeling the gap between his spine, Yang Junshan gritted his teeth and used all his might to push the Iron Feather Arrow into the gap.

Hiss — —

Yang Junshan sucked in a mouthful of cold breath as cold sweat dripped down his forehead. However, he still unhesitatingly pulled out the arrow that had pierced into his skull, and following that, fresh blood spurted out from the wound.

The intense pain was unable to affect Yang Junshan’s following movements in the slightest. His left hand fumbled at both ends of the wound and suddenly pushed outwards, while the wound was open, he threw the Iron Feathered Arrow’s right hand directly into the wound.

The three-inch-long tiger tooth fairy itself was arc shaped, but the wound caused by the iron arrow was straight. Yang Junshan directly pushed the tiger tooth fairy two-thirds through the crack on the side of his spine, causing the internal part of the wound to be torn apart a second time. The piercing pain caused Yang Junshan’s entire body to tremble, but he still clenched his teeth, and the only thing he could hear was a low grunt that continuously reverberated in the cave.

He carefully stuck it on the wound on his back. As he couldn’t see the scene behind him, he couldn’t help but touch the wound again, causing Yang Junshan to grimace in pain.

Of the two immortal spiritual cavities in Yang Junshan’s body, one was in a gallbladder while the other was on his spine. This was also the reason why Yang Junshan was so focused on obtaining the Tiger Bone Celestial Spirit, this kind of spirit vein was extremely suitable for Yang Junshan’s immortal spiritual cavities located at his vertebrae.

As for the appearance of the Treadmill bear, it was completely outside of Yang Junshan’s expectations. However, to be able to harvesigh quality Celestial Bear Bile that was compatible with the other Celestial Elixir Aperture was a completely unexpected surprise.

After the immortal spirit was retrieved from the nurturing mother, the spiritual energy contained within would quickly shrink and solidify, forming pieces of crystal jade like immortal essence. At that moment, the high quality immortal spirit bear gall bladder in Yang Junshan’s hand had congealed into a small, flat, oval-like black jade solid.

After settling the wound on his back, Yang Junshan once again picked up the Iron Feather Arrow that he threw away and cleaned it. He could not help but sigh, a high grade Spirit Bear’s courage was undoubtedly an unexpected joy, but now, Yang Junshan had no choice but to accept another self-mutilation.

After he broke the arrow shaft easily, Yang Junshan bit the arrow shaft into his mouth, and confirmed the location of the equipment in his abdomen, as though he had maduge decision, he mustered his courage and cut an inch long hole in his abdomen, but this time, he did not put the bear gall spirit into the wound, but used the Iron Feathered Arrow to stab forcefully onto the piece of Spirit Essence.

With a “Pop” sound, the surface of the jade core shattered and a light golden viscous liquid fell from it, entering the wound drop by drop.

This viscous liquid was the true essence of the bear gall immortal spirit. Generally speaking, if the sticky essence of the bear gall celestial spirit was yellowish green, it would be a low-grade immortal spirit of the lowest quality; if it was ink-black, it would be a middle-grade immortal spirit; and once it was dyed in a layer of gold, the quality of the bear gall immortal spirit would jump to high-grade, and the denser the gold, the higher the quality; there were even rumors that once the bear gall turned golden, it waop-grade immortal spirit among thousands.

The bear gall immortal essence in Yang Junshan’s hand was only slightly gold in color, but it had just reached the threshold of a high-grade immortal spirit, and could only be considered to be medium quality. However, every time a drop of the high-grade spirit essence entered a wound, Yang Junshan’s face would warp in pain and his entire body would tremble.

After the essence of the Bear Courage Celestial had dripped all of it into the wound, a golden spirit light seeped out from the wound, mixing with the blood and flowing along the wound. A moment later, the entire wound solidified into a scab, but Yang Junshan still anxiously pasted the other medicine on the wound.

After losing a large amount of blood, Yang Junshan’s face became extremely pale, the power that he had accumulated in his body started to gush out like a flood, and continuously used two secret techniques to suppress himself. The moment each of the immortal spirits pierced into the vicinity of the Immortal Spirit Aperture in his body, they swallowed all the strands of Wutu Earth’s Spirit Qi that Yang Junshan had cultivated so hard for, and his entire body collapsed onto the ground like dough.

At this time, no matter who found this cave, Yang Junshan could only wait to be slaughtered.

Yang Junshan could not help but laugh bitterly, he was still careless. Originally, Yang Junshan thought that his body could completely endure this attack and use “Blood Refinement Art”, his original plan was only to kill the mountain tiger and obtain the Tiger Bone Celestial Spirit.

However, the unexpected appearance of the Treadmill bear and the acquisition of the high grade bear gall celestial spirit caused Yang Junshan to have no choice but to change his original plan. In order to avoid any unforeseen events, he had to take the risk and use the “Blood Refinement Spirit-Summoning Technique” twice within his body, and push his body to the edge of collapse.

There was nothing that could be done about it. If it was said that the middle grade immortal spirit Yang Junshan could hide from the cultivators guarding the Heaven-Shaken Sect, then the aura of the high grade immortal spirit in the eyes of the Martial Realm Cultivator was as dazzling as candlelight in the dark.

In order to obtain the two high grade immortal spirits, Yang Junshan had no choice but to take the risk. With only five days left, he hoped that it would be sufficient.

Yang Junshan who was leaning on the stone wall was currently working hard to circulate the? Wutu Spiritual Art?, attempting to absorb the weak spirit energy that permeated the air into his body, so that he could complete the first circulation of the cultivation technique.

However, every time the spirit energy in his body was forcefully absorbed and channeled to the vicinity of the two scrolls with the support of the [Wutu Spiritual Art], Yang Junshan felt two large mountains fall from the sky, causing the spirit energy that was not easy to circulate to become even more obscure in his body. Yang Junshan laid on the ground for four whole hours, but the [Wutu Spiritual Art] actually did not succeed even after a full cycle.

Just as Yang Junshan was feeling extremely discouraged, he, who was attempting to adjust his body, inadvertently glanced up at the eight mountain Monarch’s diagrams on the stone wall above his head.

Yang Junshan’s heart fiercely jumped twice as he quickly raised his head to carefully study the eight mountain lord murals with different expressions. After looking at them one by one, his gaze finally landed on the third of the four murals led by the picture of the tiger mountain.

This waicture of a crouching tiger. The King of Hundred Beasts that should have been roaring tigers in the forest and commanding beasts was now lying in the grass beneath the tree. His expression even carried a trace of ease and tranquility.

Yang Junshan carefully stared at the frescoes, the [Wutu Spiritual Art] inside his body still continuously tried to circulate, but this time, he deliberately missed something during the process. The faint demonic energy that originally spread out from the stone walls was actually absorbed into his body through his spirit arts, and mixed with the pure and pure spirit energy that Yang Junshan had gathered over and over again.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

As if he had been heavily smashed in the head, Yang Junshan suddenly flung his head backwards. The crouching tiger that was originally in his sight suddenly came to life, and rays of light began to circulate within the crouching tiger’s body. At the same time, they also seemed to be deeply engraved into Yang Junshan’s mind.

In the end, the light circulating in the body of the crouching tiger formed a complete cycle, and Yang Junshan also dodged a complete body tempering move.

Yang Junshan did his best to arrange his body in the manner of a crouching tiger in the mural. The wound which was originally bleeding profusely started to exude traces of blood once again, but he did not care about it at all, and after placing his body properly, he started to circulate the spirit energy that had been absorbed into his body through his body according to the route recorded in his mind. The originally bloody wound suddenly started to tremble slightly, and the muscles on both sides started to squeeze down.