Chapter 90: The Preciousness of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Three Generations of Master and Disc
Chapter 90 – The Preciousness of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, Three Generations of Master and Disc
Confronted with this entirely foreign concept, absolute bewilderment painted Gongsun Huaiyu’s features.
She considered herself a peerless prodigy of the current era, having borne witness to countless profound truths, yet the term “Body Cultivation” had never once graced her ears.
Observing her profound confusion, Chen Changsheng stated calmly, “Do not strain your mind. I coined this concept myself; you absolutely could not have heard of it.”
“So that is the case!”
“Dare I ask, Sir, what is the exact divergence between the mortal path of body tempering and your Body Cultivation?”
“There is a divergence, and it spans the width of the heavenly abyss.”
“Before the laws of heaven and earth fractured and shifted, the orthodox cultivation paths dominating this realm were split into two distinct factions.”
“One focused on the internal Dao, while the other forged the external shell.”
“Internal cultivation centers upon forcibly prying open the Dantian to condense a Golden Core.”
“The supreme advantage of this path lies in the tyrannical refinement of one’s Divine Sense and the sheer volume of Spiritual Qi.”
“While the Golden Core system boasts heaven-defying destructive might, its fatal flaws are glaring: the flesh remains a fragile vessel, and progression is ruthlessly dictated by innate talent.”
“Yet, no matter how heaven-defying one’s innate providence may be, the well eventually runs dry. The moment a cultivator exhausts their natural talent, their Great Dao is severed.”
“Contrasting the internal Dao is the path of external refinement.”
“This is what the masses crudely refer to as body tempering. This brutal path cares little for natural talent; it demands absolute physical torment and an ocean of worldly resources.”
“To forge the mortal shell into a divine weapon, one must ruthlessly temper their own flesh and blood, day after agonizing day.”
“Upon reaching grand completion, a practitioner can shatter mountains and boil oceans using raw physical violence alone. Should they acquire secret arts to mask their fragile Divine Sense…”
“In a life-and-death struggle between equals, predicting the victor is difficult. However, those who crawl out of the slaughter alive are almost always body temperers.”
“Their vitality is akin to primordial roaches, yet their fatal flaw is even more pronounced: the ravenous consumption of resources.”
“The providence of heaven and earth is finite. You should understand this truth deeply.”
Digesting Chen Changsheng’s lecture, towering waves of shock violently crashed against the shores of Gongsun Huaiyu’s Dao heart.
These concepts were rudimentary truths of the cultivation world, yet this was the first time she had witnessed someone dissect the foundations of both Great Daos with such surgical precision.
The so-called Heaven’s Chosens never bothered to scrutinize the very ground they walked upon.
Their ambitions were entirely consumed by the pursuit of increasingly tyrannical divine laws—an obsession she herself shared.
Shaking off her stupor, Gongsun Huaiyu pressed with a ravenous thirst for knowledge. “Sir, you still have not revealed the true nature of Body Cultivation.”
“I have already laid it bare before you!”
“The internal and external Daos each harbor extreme strengths and fatal weaknesses. Would not a fusion of both internal and external refinement achieve absolute perfection?”
“Ah?”
Gongsun Huaiyu’s delicate face scrunched in utter disbelief.
“Internal and external cultivation are as incompatible as fire and water; to attempt both simultaneously is to invite self-destruction! This is an ironclad law!”
“Countless arrogant souls across the epochs have attempted to bridge this gap, and every single one of their lineages turned to ash.”
“Exactly,” Chen Changsheng nodded coldly. “The orthodox internal and external paths cannot coexist. But do you comprehend the root of this paradox?”
Hearing this, Gongsun Huaiyu gave a slow, honest shake of her head.
Chen Changsheng calmly tapped his lower abdomen. “The rot originates within the Dantian.”
“For those walking the internal Great Dao, their foundational step is to violently pry open the Dantian and anchor a vortex of Spiritual Qi.”
“Following this, they forge the foundation of the Great Dao, compress their essence into a Golden Core, and eventually shatter that Core to birth a Nascent Soul.”
“Simply put, internal cultivators stockpile their entire profound foundation within the Dantian. This localized hoarding is the exact reason their flesh remains a frail shell.”
“Because the Dantian greedily devours the innate vitality meant for the body.”
“Conversely, external cultivators relentlessly hammer their foundation into every fiber, bone, and drop of marrow. The two paradigms violently oppose one another at the root.”
Gongsun Huaiyu fell into deep thought before replying.
“Based on your logic, this paradox is not entirely without a solution!”
“If a cultivator secures an infinitely vast reservoir of worldly resources, could they not forcibly satiate both the Dantian and the flesh?”
“In theory, yes. In fact, a fool once attempted exactly this.”
“Epochs ago, a peerless genius painstakingly maintained a knife’s-edge equilibrium between his internal core and external shell.”
“By incinerating mountains of heavenly resources, he successfully married the two Daos.”
“Yet, the moment he clashed with a true expert, this ‘unrivaled’ genius was effortlessly dismantled.”
“He was not slaughtered because he lacked raw power, but because the equilibrium sustaining his existence was pitifully fragile. The slightest disruption shattered his foundation.”
Reaching this profundity, Gongsun Huaiyu lost all right to partake in the discourse.
Her shallow cultivation base and meager centuries of life were insufficient to gaze upon such profound laws.
Beside them, A-Li, having marinated in silent contemplation, finally spoke. “Sir, a sudden enlightenment has graced my mind. May I speak?”
“Speak. Let your disciple bear witness to true insight.”
“You have tread the majority of this Great Dao flawlessly, yet you have spent centuries trapped before the final threshold.”
Earning this permission, A-Li thrust his right index finger into the empty air. A torrent of searing golden light erupted from his fingertip, rapidly weaving into the silhouette of a human figure.
This golden avatar possessed no facial features, yet the intricate network of its Meridians and the pulsing core of its Dantian were displayed with terrifying clarity.
A-Li was ruthlessly projecting his own internal foundation into reality using Spiritual Qi, exposing the esoteric circulation routes of his divine laws.
“Little girl, carve this image into your soul. Such an opportunity is a heavenly providence one cannot simply beg for.”
“To lay bare the profound secrets of one’s own physical vessel… even blood kin would hesitate to share such absolute vulnerabilities.”
Jolted by Chen Changsheng’s warning, Gongsun Huaiyu ferociously burned the image of her master’s Qi circulation into her memory.
A supreme expert at the sixth realm intimately deconstructing their foundational secret arts—not even the anointed Holy Sons of the ancient lands received such supreme tutelage!
“Sir, since the fatal flaw of dual cultivation is anchored within the Dantian, the key to severing this paradox must also lie within the Dantian. Is that correct?”
Chen Changsheng nodded, a glint of absolute satisfaction flashing in his cold eyes.
“Sharp. You pierced the veil in a single thrust.”
“The cultivation path you currently walk was birthed from the foundations of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art.”
“In its purest essence, the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art heavily favors the external tempering of the flesh. However, unlike crude mortal methods, this divine law strictly demands the awakening of the Dantian.”
“It dictates that one must cannibalize the Spiritual Qi gathered within the Dantian to ruthlessly forge the mortal shell.”
“This singular law shattered the ironclad rules of the cultivation world. Traditional body temperers are utterly incapable of forcefully assimilating the world’s Spiritual Qi to refine their own bones.”
“However, this heaven-defying approach still harbors a vulnerability—though one could scarcely call it a true flaw.”
“By funneling the entirety of one’s Spiritual Qi to nourish the flesh, a cultivator severely cripples their capacity to project power outward.”
“After all, executing profound slaughter formations and esoteric escape arts requires a vast reservoir of freely flowing Spiritual Qi.”
“Had an ordinary grandmaster authored this text, they would have dismissed this handicap, as all body temperers suffer the exact same limitation.”
“But the primordial entity who authored the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art refused to accept such weakness. Thus, he birthed several apocalyptic divine abilities to completely eradicate this vulnerability.”
“Such as the ‘Vertical Golden Light’ and the ‘Law of Heaven and Earth’.”
“Therefore, the true supremacy of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art lies neither in its foundational mantras, nor in its world-shattering divine abilities.”
“Its supreme value lies hidden within the esoteric method of cannibalizing Spiritual Qi to ascend the physical body.”
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng raised his right hand. A single, needle-thin thread of pure, tyrannical golden Qi condensed at his fingertip.
“Scatter your bodily defenses. Allow me to forcefully guide you across that final threshold.”