Chapter 745
I Can See Through Everything – Chapter 745
Chapter 745: Da Yan Formation Exegesis, Direct Disciple of the Formation Arts
[Da Yan Formation Exegesis (Primordial Spirit Volume)].
Lu Qing sensed that inheritance floating within his mind, and joy surged in his heart.
After continuously breaking formations and fully comprehending all nine grand arrays, he had finally obtained the complete inheritance hidden within the Formation passage.
It was an inheritance called Da Yan Formation Exegesis, but what the passage contained was only the Primordial Spirit Volume.
Even so, this formation inheritance was still astonishing.
Because when cultivated to the highest level, the formations it could set up would actually break through the limit—surpassing the scope of the Nascent Soul Realm and carrying a trace of Dao-Integration meaning.
The ninth trial’s [Nine-Nine Returning to the Mysterious Array] was precisely a powerful formation that contained a trace of Dao-Integration meaning.
That was why its might had reached a level that even made Lu Qing’s heart tremble.
But now, when he looked at the grand array before him again, the earlier dread in his heart was gone.
Because he had already fully comprehended this [Nine-Nine Returning to the Origin Array]. Every change within it was clear to him.
Naturally, there was no need to fear that vast power anymore.
“So as long as I break this formation, I can enter the Immortal Palace…”
Lu Qing recalled the information he had received when he first entered the trial passage.
A hint of anticipation surfaced in his eyes.
If the passage’s message wasn’t a lie, then after entering the Immortal Palace, who knew what opportunities might be waiting for him.
With that thought, Lu Qing stopped hesitating. He casually sent out a string of spell formulas that flew toward the light screen in front of him.
And that movement made the three ancient wills within the Immortal Palace widen their eyes slightly.
When they saw the string of spell formulas land on the light screen, the entire screen trembled faintly—then silently dispersed.
The three ancient wills shuddered in spirit, and then all revealed smiles that were both shocked and relieved.
They knew it: their master’s new direct disciple—perhaps even the most dazzling one of all—was finally about to appear.
After that, things became simple.
Lu Qing, as always, used astonishing speed to crack one layer after another of Formation Barrier.
Before long, all eighty-one layers of barriers had dispersed, and a massive pillar of light appeared, enveloping Lu Qing.
It was the sign of clearing the trial.
Standing within the pillar of light, Lu Qing’s gaze held caution, but also a touch more expectation.
Caution, of course, was vigilance toward the unknown.
Expectation, meanwhile, was for whatever that opportunity might be.
As the radiance faded, Lu Qing’s figure vanished from the space of the ninth trial.
Then, when his senses returned, before he could even observe his surroundings, he suddenly felt his whole body go stiff. An incomparably chilling cold rose from the depths of his heart.
Lu Qing’s expression changed drastically. He snapped his head up.
The next instant, his pupils shrank violently.
Above his head, three incomparably massive bodies stood in a triangular formation, staring at him with undisguised excitement.
Each body was like a towering mountain. Even their eyes alone were the size of lakes.
Their auras weren’t deliberately released, yet they were terrifying beyond imagination—far surpassing any powerhouse Lu Qing had ever seen.
Even peak Nascent Soul eight-tribulation experts like Yu Jian and Mo Tushan seemed as insignificant as ants before these three beings.
“Inside the Immortal Palace… there are actually living creatures?”
Lu Qing was shaken. This situation was completely beyond his expectations.
After all, he had heard that the Gui Xu Secret Realm emerged once every hundred thousand years—an unimaginably long time.
And ever since entering the secret realm, whether they were breaking restrictions to take treasures or fighting and killing one another, none of these cultivators had encountered any obstruction or punishment.
So subconsciously, everyone assumed that there should be no living beings left inside the Immortal Palace.
Even Lu Qing had believed the same.
Otherwise, if living beings still existed, how could they possibly tolerate them acting so recklessly within the secret realm?
It was precisely because of this that Lu Qing now felt caught off guard, his spirit roiling as he stared at the three dreadful figures.
“This little fellow seems to have been frightened by us.”
At this moment, a bell-like voice rang out.
In Lu Qing’s view, the one speaking was a gigantic black savage bull with a pair of horns.
It snorted out a stream of white breath that could raise terrifying cyclones.
“I told you to rein in your aura first. He’s just a tiny four-tribulation Nascent Soul—how could he withstand the impact of our presence?”
A Yellow Dragon whose body stretched endlessly spoke with helplessness.
“I just didn’t have time yet.”
The black savage bull scratched his head and laughed foolishly.
“We were careless.”
A cold, clear voice sounded.
This time, it was an Ice Phoenix, wreathed in frigid mist, its body like crystal.
Hearing that, the black savage bull and the Yellow Dragon turned in surprise to look at it.
For countless years, ever since their master left, this was the first time they had heard the Ice Phoenix admit fault.
Was this really the same Ice Phoenix they knew?
Yet the Ice Phoenix ignored the other two old fellows’ stares. Its body trembled, and in the next instant, that terrifying aura rapidly retracted. Even its mountain-like body shrank swiftly.
In the end, it became only three zhang in size and flew down toward Lu Qing.
Seeing this, the black savage bull and the Yellow Dragon also quickly restrained their auras and forms, eventually becoming only several zhang tall as they descended.
Soon, the three terrifying exotic beasts landed before Lu Qing and continuously sized him up.
The heat in their gazes was like they were staring at some priceless treasure.
After sensing that there didn’t seem to be malice in the eyes of these three terrifying beings—and hearing their conversation just now—Lu Qing relaxed somewhat.
From the looks of it, things didn’t seem as bad as he had imagined.
Once his mind steadied, Lu Qing respectfully bowed. “This junior, the unaffiliated cultivator Lu Qing, greets the three seniors.”
He didn’t know what level these three exotic beasts were, but calling them seniors was surely not wrong.
When he first saw their enormous bodies, Lu Qing had already activated his Spiritual Powers to probe them.
But it was obvious: these three exotic beasts were beings that had completely surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm.
Even with his Spiritual Powers, he couldn’t quickly pry out information from them.
“No need for formalities, little fellow. We didn’t frighten you too badly, did we? Is your Primordial spirit injured?” the old Yellow Dragon asked kindly.
The other two exotic beasts also looked at Lu Qing nervously.
They had waited so many years to finally encounter a direct disciple of their master.
If they had injured his Primordial spirit through a moment of carelessness, they truly wouldn’t be able to excuse themselves.
“Reporting to seniors, this junior is fine.”
Feeling their concerned gazes, Lu Qing relaxed further and answered respectfully.
“Good, good—so long as you’re fine.”
After sensing that Lu Qing showed no signs of weakened aura, the three of them finally let out a breath in unison.
The black savage bull even rubbed its head and laughed. “Worthy of a little fellow who could break the formation trial our master set up with only a four-tribulation Nascent Soul cultivation. Your Primordial spirit really is sturdy.”
Four-tribulation…
Lu Qing blinked.
These three really were beings beyond imagination.
The fifth-tribulation aura he had simulated through the flawless transformations of his Primordial spirit—even Nascent Soul eight-tribulation experts from great sects like Mo Tushan couldn’t see through it at all.
Yet before these three, it was exposed at a glance.
“Three seniors, this junior entered the Formation passage and saw the exquisite mysteries within. Driven by my fascination, I couldn’t help but break through it. I wonder…”
Lu Qing was choosing his words, thinking how to explain why he had appeared here.
But before he could finish, the old Yellow Dragon cut him off. “You broke it well—broke it wonderfully! Little fellow, your formation talent truly is unrivaled beneath the heavens. Would you be willing to become the master of this Immortal Palace?”
“?”
Lu Qing hadn’t even had time to say anything else before that massive piece of news slammed into him.
He froze.
He had merely passed a formation passage trial, and the reward was this rich—becoming the master of the Immortal Palace directly?
Was that even reasonable?
Because it was so outrageous, Lu Qing didn’t know how to respond. He could only stare blankly at the three exotic beasts.
“Old fellow, you don’t connect one sentence to the next. Get out of the way.”
At this moment, the Ice Phoenix finally couldn’t stand it. With a flap of its wings, it pushed the old Yellow Dragon aside and then stood before Lu Qing.
Its originally cold eyes became gentle.
“Little fellow, don’t be afraid. This old thing has lived too long—his mind isn’t clear, and he can’t even speak properly. I’ll explain it to you.”
“In truth, the eight passages outside were trial passages specially set up by my master before he departed. As long as any living being can pass the trials within and break out, they have a chance to become my master’s registered disciple—and even his direct disciple…”
As the Ice Phoenix—Ming Feng—spoke, Lu Qing slowly came to understand what was happening.
So it turned out that by passing the formation trial passage, he had met the Immortal Palace’s standard.
Now he had a chance to become the disciple of that great being who had created this Immortal Palace.
If so, then it truly was an enormous opportunity.
“It seems you’ve understood,” Ming Feng said upon seeing Lu Qing’s expression.
“This junior roughly understands.” Lu Qing nodded.
“Then, little fellow—are you willing to become my master’s direct disciple in the Formation Arts?” Ming Feng asked.
The black savage bull and the old Yellow Dragon also looked at Lu Qing with faint nervousness.
If it were any other living being, even if they could pass the passage trial and enter the Immortal Palace, the three of them would never adopt such an attitude.
A mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivator—even if they succeeded—receiving the title of registered disciple would already be a tremendous boon.
How could that warrant them restraining their auras and personally receiving them, explaining everything?
But Lu Qing was different.
The performance this little fellow displayed within the formation passage still shook the three exotic beasts whenever they recalled it.
That unrivaled, unprecedented formation talent—even in the ancient era when stars shone and geniuses flourished—they had never heard of such a thing.
If such a peerless genius could inherit their master’s formation mantle, he would surely be able to carry their master’s formation inheritance forward.
Perhaps, in the future, he could even lift the restrictions on their bodies, granting them freedom once more—making it possible for them to go out and search for their master’s traces.
It was for all these reasons that the three exotic beasts valued Lu Qing so highly.
Sensing their expectation, Lu Qing fell silent for a moment.
Then he asked cautiously, “To become that great being’s disciple—this junior would naturally be deeply honored. But I wonder… what must this junior pay?”
“Nothing at all!” the old Yellow Dragon waved a claw. “You only need to agree. Of course, the proper process still must be followed—so long as you pass the Mirror of Still Mind’s inspection, there will be no problem.”
“Mirror of Still Mind?”
“Correct. It’s a spirit artifact that can verify bloodline origins. As long as you aren’t a descendant of the clan that bears a blood feud with our master, then even if you’re a demon, it won’t matter,” the old Yellow Dragon nodded.
A clan with a blood feud…
Hearing that, Lu Qing’s heart jolted.
Why did that sound like a flag being quietly planted?
“Relax. Since you could enter the Immortal Palace—and weren’t immediately annihilated—it means you don’t carry that clan’s aura,” Ming Feng said, seemingly seeing Lu Qing’s tension.
“The Mirror of Still Mind only performs a deeper inspection. Nothing will happen.”
Only then did Lu Qing feel more at ease. “Then what should this junior do?”
“Nothing difficult. Force out a drop of your True Blood,” the old Yellow Dragon said.
A white treasure mirror suddenly appeared in its claw.
Sensing the mirror’s aura, Lu Qing’s heart tightened.
This was at least an exquisite-grade spirit artifact.
Facing three beings this terrifying, Lu Qing had no other choice.
From his fingertip, he forced out a drop of True Blood and let it hover before him.
“Oh? Little fellow, your body seems to have been refined quite well too.”
Seeing the surging blood qi contained within that drop of True Blood, the black savage bull’s eyes lit up.
“This junior once had the fortune to obtain some body-refining methods,” Lu Qing said modestly.
The old Yellow Dragon also seemed surprised by the vast blood qi contained in Lu Qing’s True Blood.
But it said nothing. Instead, it urged the Mirror of Still Mind to absorb that drop of True Blood.
At once, light began to flicker across the Mirror of Still Mind, and Lu Qing’s heart inevitably grew tense.
He felt that with how remote and backwater his home world was, the bloodline within this body shouldn’t possibly be connected to the Daoist of Transcendence’s blood-feud clan.
But one always feared the slightest chance.
After hundreds of thousands of years, anything could happen.
Fortunately, after the mirror’s light flickered for a while and then settled, Lu Qing saw a smile spread across the old Yellow Dragon’s face.
“The result is out. Little fellow, your bloodline has not the slightest relation to that clan.”
Hearing this, not only Lu Qing, but even the black savage bull and Ming Feng, all relaxed as if a weight had lifted.
It was rare enough to find a formation genius who could inherit part of their master’s mantle. If something went wrong at the final step, it would truly be a pity.
“Little fellow, congratulations. You may become my master’s direct disciple of the Formation Arts.”
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