Chapter 372: Countless Legacies to Choose From
The three trials concluded, with most participants performing averagely. Very few like Yuan Wuxing managed to comprehend even one of the sufferings.
Though others failed to comprehend any sufferings, experiencing a lifetime of hardships still elevated their mental states. Some legacies hidden above the Beings’ Secret Realm trembled as if finding suitable candidates.
Yuan Wuxing awoke from his slumber, murmuring unconsciously: “If this is real, then what about that place?” He silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, completely separating his consciousness from the dream, recognizing the Nine Provinces world as reality.
“So it was all a dream.” Only then did he realize his century-long life had merely been an illusion.
A peacock’s cry echoed through the secret realm as a magnificent, proud peacock descended before Yuan Wuxing, lightly pecking his forehead with its beak.
“The Peacock Great Bright King’s legacy?” gasped knowledgeable cultivators. The Peacock Great Bright King was most famous for his Five-Colored Divine Light that could erase anything.
Even among the Beings’ Secret Realm’s legacies, the Peacock Great Bright King’s stood at the pinnacle.
“Though they say the Five-Colored Divine Light is extremely difficult to master—some take decades just to begin understanding it.”
Many cultivators’ gazes turned hostile upon recognizing this legacy. Yuan Wuxing knew these looks well—he’d seen them whenever Qin Luan obtained treasures from secret realms.
Now it was his turn.
Bodhisattva Xiangxiang chanted “Amitabha.” The Buddha helps those predestined, but these cultivators sought to forcibly create destiny through robbery—their poor temperament explained why no legacies chose them.
Yet she wasn’t worried for Yuan Wuxing’s safety. This cultivator had reached mid Unity Stage combat prowess, rivaling even late Unity Stage experts. Unless a Unity Stage expert intervened, he’d face no real danger.
After briefly reviewing the legacy, Yuan Wuxing had an epiphany and rejoiced.
“Although Human Sovereign Jiang previously gifted me the Five-Colored Divine Light cultivation method at the Sword Tomb, his version was so difficult I barely grasped its basics after years of effort.”
He’d assumed the technique was inherently challenging—until receiving the Peacock Great Bright King’s legacy today.
If Jiang Li’s method was a pamphlet, this legacy was an encyclopedia—yet their contents were identical.
“Human Sovereign simplified so many steps?”
Yuan Wuxing found the Peacock Great Bright King’s version much easier. Recalling his dream experiences, he circulated spiritual energy—a wisp of Five-Colored Divine Light appeared at his fingertip.
Watching this, Jiang Li shook his head. After years, this was all Yuan Wuxing had achieved.
“I wrote the cultivation steps so clearly when teaching him. Why is his progress so slow?” Jiang Li had fully mastered the technique in half a month.
Several others subsequently received legacies, though only from obscure bodhisattvas and arhats—none comparable to Yuan Wuxing’s.
“Wait, where’s my Manjushri Bodhisattva legacy?” Jiang Li wondered. Given his outstanding trial performance, why hadn’t the legacy chosen him?
Bai Hongtu was similarly puzzled—no Mind-Reading legacy had approached him either.
Bodhisattva Xiangxiang stopped them, sending others away. “Human Sovereign, Sect Master Bai,” she greeted.
“Your discernment is remarkable, Bodhisattva,” Bai Hongtu praised. “We disguised ourselves as ordinary cultivators yet you recognized us.”
Bodhisattva Xiangxiang: “…”
Practicing Heavenly Eye requires closed eyes, not blindness.
“Could you explain why no legacies chose us?”
Internally, she thought: Because you two completely fail the requirements. But avoiding false speech, she replied: “Perhaps your transcendent, unique thinking surpasses what legacies seek.”
“Did you come seeking specific legacies? I can summon some.”
“We both want Manjushri Bodhisattva’s legacy. Could you summon it?”
Attempting three times with no response, she apologized: “My apologies, Human Sovereign. I cannot summon it.”
“This realm was created by a Buddhist powerhouse from the immortal realm—we don’t know who, thus can’t fully control it.”
Bai Hongtu asked: “How could one gain full control?”
“Only by mastering Buddhist profundities to rival that immortal realm powerhouse.”
Suddenly, Jiang Li said: “Manjushri Bodhisattva legacy, could you appear?”
Hazy light emerged above as a five-chignon-crowned bodhisattva riding a lion descended, transforming into a Wisdom Sword.
“This…is the legacy?” The astonished bodhisattva had failed to summon it, yet Jiang Li’s casual request worked?
Grasping the sword, Jiang Li understood: True wisdom comes not from nothingness, but relentless study, accumulated knowledge, and skilled application.
“Interesting—the more you read and learn, the stronger you become.” The legacy encouraged extensive reading.
Uninterested, Jiang Li handed it to Bai Hongtu. “Your desired legacy.”
Bai Hongtu thought it useless—since when did reading books make one stronger? Could books help defeat Jiang Li? Yet he couldn’t admit wanting the Mind-Reading legacy.
Jiang Li suddenly said softly: “Other legacies may appear too.”
The entire secret realm trembled. Boundless golden light filled the sky as nearly tangible Buddhist energy gained weight.
“Eighteen Arhats…Samantabhadra Bodhisattva…Guanyin Bodhisattva…Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva…Vajra Buddha…Precious Moonlight Buddha…Spotless Buddha…”
Bodhisattva Xiangxiang dryly recited these thunderous names, swallowing hard.
Countless arhat, bodhisattva and buddha legacies manifested before Jiang Li for his choosing. Bai Hongtu even saw his desired Mind-Reading legacy—though it ignored his silent calls.
“…Isn’t this favoritism too obvious?”
“You summoned ALL the realm’s legacies?!” The bodhisattva thought she was dreaming—this defied all understanding. Many were unknown to Buddhism, which possessed less than half.
“How…?” Shock overwhelmed her as she regarded Jiang Li as divine—though she’d always considered him extraordinary.
Jiang Li innocently said: “I just felt like calling them, so I tried. Didn’t expect it to work.”