Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

Yi Chen was indeed very envious of the "Azure Ox Sky-Splitting Divine Power" from the Lord Lu Cun's rewards.

Last time, the ambush by monk Jue Xin infuriated him to the extreme, he had never suffered such a huge loss. Had it not been for his strength and a stroke of luck, he would now either be dead or gnawing on steamed buns in a monastery.

He was doomed to never again enjoy a meal with four dishes in this lifetime, and if his chanting wasn't loud enough, he would even get a beating.

For such a great grudge, how could he not seek revenge?

He must take action against someone.

To deal with someone effectively, one must improve one's combat power, and this "Azure Ox Sky-Splitting Divine Power" seemed to be fated for him, capable of taking the purity of his cultivation body to the next level.

"If Lord Tan Lang has any requirements, feel free to speak them outright," Yi Chen said.

Lord Lu Cun, recognizing the implicit understanding, straightforwardly opened the window and spoke clearly.

If it weren't for his pregnant and jealous wife, with his power and connections, he wouldn't have to go to such lengths.

Unfortunately, his wife knew all of his connections, so to safely settle this matter, it was more secure to ask a fellow Daoist from the Heaven beyond to take action.

"Lu Cun, do you still not understand Lord Tan Lang's intention? Add a bit more, rest assured, Lord Tan Lang is efficient in handling tasks, and Yuan Jun can vouch for that," Doumu Origin Lord, happily munching on Spirit Fruit, suddenly said.

"Since Yuan Jun praises him so highly, I'll add two hundred Contribution Points," muttered Lord Lu Cun before speaking up again shortly after.

"Make it five hundred instead. Lord Tan Lang has just arrived and is taking on a mission for the first time. I wish to form a good relationship with Lord Lu Cun, but I'll take the Contribution Points and rewards now," Yi Chen insisted.

"If Lord Tan Lang agrees, I can set out right now," he added.

Upon this remark, both Yuan Jun and Lord Lu Cun were slightly startled and then smiled.

"Lord Tan Lang is so forthright, Lu Cun can't be stingy either. Let it be six hundred Contribution Points then. If there comes a time when you're at leisure, Lord Tan Lang, feel free to visit my Lord Lu Cun's palace for tea," Lord Lu Cun said.

With a flash of light from the blue Star Disc in Yi Chen's hand, he unexpectedly received six hundred Contribution Points from Lord Lu Cun. The balance on the Star Disc jumped from 0 to 600.

Indeed, the Star Disc had the function of recording Contribution Points.

After the transfer of the scripture and Contribution Points was complete, Lord Lu Cun nodded slightly to Yi Chen and then said to Doumu Origin Lord, "Yuan Jun, please take care of the teleportation array matters. I have pressing business and should no longer linger. Farewell."

"Kid, can't you see Yuan Jun is trying to help you? Are you silly? Lu Cun is dripping with wealth; shouldn't you have asked for more?" Doumu Origin Lord, as soon as Lord Lu Cun's figure vanished, immediately expressed disappointment, and her willowy brows on the peach blossom mask involuntarily stood on end.

"Yuan Jun, Lord Lu Cun could also see that you were helping me. He agreed only as a courtesy to Yuan Jun, and it might even cause some dissatisfaction in his heart," Yi Chen replied.

For me, "Yuan Jun's face is more important than a mere two hundred Contribution Points," he said, implying the importance of maintaining the Origin Lord's prestige.

"I can't keep the 'Great Divine Power Essence Scripture of the Supreme Clarity Tao' safe. It's better I entrust it to Yuan Jun for now."

Once there was a Wang who could evaluate mobile phones, carrying a pearl in his mouth, and moving freely between advance and retreat.

Now there is Yi Taoist, knowledgeable in the ways of the world, cleverly presenting the "Great Divine Power Essence Scripture of the Supreme Clarity Tao."

A series of maneuvers resulted in Lord Lu Cun spending fewer Contribution Points, Yuan Jun procuring the scripture, and him acquiring the "Azure Ox Sky-Splitting Divine Power" ahead of time. This is a win, win, win; three-way success, with everyone having a bright future.

For someone like Doumu Origin Lord, a top-notch expert, a damaged scripture may serve as a reference for improvement, but for Yi Chen, to say it is not completely useless is an understatement—it has no use whatsoever.

The "Azure Ox Sky-Splitting Divine Power" is his real treasure.

Of course, Yi Chen was quite moved by Doumu Origin Lord's defense despite the Origin Lord being somewhat neurotic. She was truly good to her own people, but business is business, and Yi Chen was definitely planning to take back what was owed.

"Kid, you're way more interesting than that bunch of killers from Pojun. If you ever need Yuan Jun's help, I'll give you a friendly price."

The peach-blossom mask's eyebrows curved, and lips tilted upwards as Yuan Jun raised her hand to her chest in a dashing manner, causing the big persimmon to quiver. This sight also made Lord Tan Lang's heart tremble, and he quickly turned his head, shifting his sight to a heart's perspective.

"Hiss!"

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Eastern Continent – Northern Region – Xiongdu Mountain.

A flash of light passed over the transmission array carved into the belly of the mountain, and a burly figure appeared at the center of the array, if not Yi Chen, who else could it be?

"So this is the Eastern Continent?" After leaving the mountain's belly, Yi Chen quietly arrived at a high ground in the mountains and began to look over a map closely.

"Xiongdu Mountain, just a two-day journey from Hehuan Sect's Hehe Mountain. Not too far."

"Sharpening your axe will not delay the work of cutting wood. It's better to find a place to enhance my True Technique first before I investigate. This way is safer."

With a thought, Yi Chen dispersed his spirit to look for a secluded place.

An hour later, inside a hidden bear den.

A huge brown bear, about three meters tall with a tuft of white hair on its forehead, lay on the ground fast asleep.

"The Eastern Continent indeed lives up to its name; even the bears are taller than elsewhere. Impressive."

After tossing the bear onto a stone bed, Yi Chen took over the den, pulling out "The Blue Bull Sky-Cracking Divine Power" and its accompanying Divine Intent Picture to study closely.

True Heaven was ultimately someone else's territory, and he felt it was safer to make his breakthrough outside; hence he had not made his breakthrough in the Lord Tan Lang's temple.

The "Great Divine Power of the Supreme Pure Tao", as told by Doumu Origin Lord, belonged to the Divine Power Sect, an ancient sect of the Eastern Continent that had perished thousands of years ago. The sect's Cultivation Technique somehow ended up in the hands of Lord Lu Cun.

However, Yuan Jun said that the Divine Power Sect adding the words "Supreme Pure Tao" to this text was merely to gold-plate themselves, latching onto the story of the Moral Heavenly Lord's mount, a blue ox, leaving Hangu Pass. This Cultivation Technique was likely created by observing the Heavenly Blue Divine Ox, a true spirit of heaven and earth, and it was a body cultivation technique aimed at unlocking the divine storages within the flesh.

"The Blue Bull Sky-Cracking Divine Power" was derived from this technique.

"Excellent, this Cultivation Technique truly takes a different path, which is beneficial to my own cultivation. If I can integrate the true essence of the Divine Power into my own True Technique system this time, I should be able to illuminate more acupoints and gods within me," Yi Chen couldn't help grinning after some contemplation.

This technique was satisfactory.

With his current level of cultivation and insights, plus the martial foundation accumulated with each breakthrough introspection, he mastered the basics within the time it took to burn an incense stick.

"Can't be bothered to practice anymore. I took Lord Lu Cun's money; it's better to head to Hehuan Sect as soon as possible."

"Don't want to be late when everyone else has already started feasting."

"Besides, one should be adept at integrating resources. Deep Red is just an external manifestation of my sensational talents. No need to fuss over it~"

"Deep Red is with me!"

"Breakthrough!"

With an inward shout from Yi Chen, the Deep Red Value underwent several changes, and Deep Red Points were continuously deducted. Simultaneously, a torrent of memories suddenly emerged in his mind.

Another familiar disc-reading segment.

The memories unfurled like looking at flowers while riding past on a horse.

By day, the bright sun ruled the sky.

Around Taoist Peach Mountain, auspicious clouds swirled, with spring eternal, streams crisscrossing, birds soaring and chirping, and a Taoist temple adorned with red walls and green tiles hidden among the peach trees.

In the quiet room of the temple, a tall Daoist stood with his hands clasped behind his back, facing four different paintings of the Heavenly Blue Bull.

On the desk before him lay a book titled "Heavenly Blue Bull's Divine Power for Splitting the Skies."

"I have toiled in practice for years, the path ahead is unclear. Perhaps this time, the opportunity for a breakthrough lies within this 'Heavenly Blue Bull's Divine Power for Splitting the Skies' Divine Intent Picture," he mused.

The Daoist eyed the four Divine Intent Pictures before him, his gaze intense.

From left to right, the four paintings of the Heavenly Blue Bull portrayed it carrying a mountain, parting the sea, colliding with a heavenly pillar, and striking the sky.

A true spiritual being of heaven and earth, the Heavenly Blue Bull possessed unrivaled abilities from birth and infinite divine power.

It could carry mountains, part seas, dare to collide with heavenly pillars, and strike the sky, its prowess unbridled and flamboyant.

His consciousness plunged into the Divine Intent Picture and the Daoist distinctly saw the different rhythms of breath and the shocking frequencies of muscle vibration when the Heavenly Blue Bull carried mountains, parted seas, collided with heavenly pillars, and struck the sky.

"Is this, is this a top-level breathing technique?"

"Such a divine rhythm."

"Forging the body with mountain, sea, and pillar, this technique is indeed superior, far surpassing the conventional Tiger Roar and Leopard Thunder Everyone, absolutely terrifying."

After meditating for ten years, drinking dawn's dew and dusk's glow, the Daoist finally stood tall, his eyes filled with divine radiance.

With astounding wisdom and a lifetime dedicated to the martial path, he had deciphered the secret of this top-level breathing technique for physique training. What he lacked now was practical application.

The human body is nuanced and complex, as no two leaves on a tree are exactly alike; similarly, a person does not step into the same river twice. He might have comprehended the principles, but knowledge gained from books is shallow without personal experience.

Previously, what he had grasped was akin to the path of a person within a painting—imitation leads to life, emulation leads to death!

Carrying the mountain!

The Daoist lowered his body into the earth's crust, intending to support the mountain with his back. With mighty divine power, the green mountain actually began to tremble and lifted ten centimeters off the ground.

But at that moment, a crisp cracking sound resounded, and the Daoist, clutching his back, fled in a hurry.

After healing for ten days and analyzing from many angles, he fought, fled, healed, and battled repeatedly, failing and fighting over and over.

After a hundred years, on a night with a clear moon and sparse stars, the Daoist lifted a mountain with both hands, his muscles vibrating, his breath mysterious as he used the mountain to temper his body, step by step, he lifted the green mountain to the sea.

By then, each movement and muscle vibration frequency of the Daoist was unique, each breath at a different tempo, blending harmoniously with his surroundings.

And so, he mastered the art of Mountain Bearing.

Next was Sea Parting!

How does one part the sea?

Plunge into the sea and charge!

If he could cause waves three thousand li away and a thousand zhang high, it would mean mastering the Sea Parting.

On his first attempt, the Daoist only caused waves one thousand five hundred li away, with the highest spray not exceeding a kilometer—failure. His lungs were injured, but he quickly concocted a remedy, and in three days, he recovered to fight and fail repeatedly until he mastered Sea Parting a hundred years later.

The third challenge was to collide with the Heavenly Pillar.

What does colliding with the Heavenly Pillar entail?

Choose a massive peak that touches the sky and lean against it with a dragon-like strength in one's back. If one could push the peak to tilt, it would be considered a great success.

Another hundred years passed.

With a powerful lean and three furious shouts of "Ji! Ji! Ji!" from the Daoist,

three vibrations rippled through his shoulders, continuous and unending. The immense force, like a tidal wave along the mountainside, pushed the massive peak into a tilt, thus achieving great success.

Striking the sky.
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A hundred years later, the Daoist's movements were fluid, his body trembling with each exertion as tiny streams of air shot from his pores, cutting through the clouds and mist, surging towards the heavens to challenge the height of the sky.

Success once again.

"I have comprehended it!"

One clear morning.

Atop a mountain cliff, with one stomp of his foot, the Daoist caused the cliff to thunderously collapse, and he soared into the sky. In an instant, the vast daylight descended, divine light reflecting, and the gate of Pure Yang emerged.

"Ji!"

The Daoist, with eyes wide open in the sky, let out a mighty call!

At the first call, golden light suddenly appeared from within five acupoints in his Cultivation Body, and five divine figures began to form.

"Ji!"

The Daoist, eyes round with fury in the sky, called out again!

With the second call, golden light suddenly appeared from six acupoints within the Daoist's Cultivation Body, and six golden divine figures opened their eyes, floating within the acupoints.

"Ji!"

The Daoist cried out a third time, his eyes nearly bursting!

At the third call, golden light suddenly appeared from seven acupoints within his Cultivation Body, with seven golden divine figures rising.

After these three calls, the spirit within the Daoist's body stopped growing outward; instead, it collapsed and contracted three times inward, transforming into a purple-gold color, towering over ten meters tall.

At this moment, the Daoist burst into laughter in the sky, his joy spreading in all directions.

With a single beckoning gesture, a milky white orb three meters in diameter swiftly gathered in his palm.

"I am the World-Shaking Pure Yang!"

The tall Daoist walked through the air, his cold brows slightly raised as he casually tossed the orb of light towards the mountain beneath his feet.

At that point, the scene dissipated.