Chapter 835 - Five Elements Chaotic Body
God Emperor
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Authorâs note: the following two chapters will have a lot of information. Theyâre a summary of the foreshadowing from the previous chapters. You should read slowly.
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Ten more days passed and Zhang Ruochen still hadnât woken up. Instead, his face had paled considerably due to the great loss of blood. His skin looked deathly and ashy.
The vitality within Zhang Ruochen was bleeding out. He could die at any time.
The old monk didnât appear in these ten days. Only Mu Lingxi remained by his side the entire time. She grasped his hands and poured her Holy Qi into him endlessly.
Right now, Mu Lingxi was also sprawled on the ground due to the loss of Holy Qi. Her pretty face was paler than Zhang Ruochenâs. She seemed extremely weak.
However, she didnât let go. She was afraid that if she did, Zhang Ruochen would really die and never wake up again.
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On the other side of the volcano
The old monk sat cross-legged on the ground. He now had the dazzling Thousand Treasure Cassock over his plain robe. Golden Buddhist Qi flowed through his body as he lifted his hands over his head, palms up.
Blood insects burst open in the air. They turned into puffs of blood mist and solidified into two beams of blood. They pierced through the clouds, connecting with the monkâs hands.
As he absorbed the Blood Qi, his withered body swelled and finally recovered to a healthy state.
Boom, boom.
Various blood insects fell from the sky, building a pile of withered corpses.
Buddha Xinshu, clad in a pure white robe, stood before the old monk. He put his hands together and bowed. âMaster, have you recovered your cultivation?â
The old monk looked at his broad hands and nodded. Standing up, he chuckled and said, âThese blood insects must have sucked the blood of at least 100 Half-Saints. Now, their blood is all inside my body. Iâve already recovered to my peak state.â
âNow, I can start controlling the godâs corpse with all my might. If I can turn the godâs corpse into a battle corpse, I wonât fear anyoneânot even Empress Chi Yao.â
Buddha Xinshu glanced into the distance at Zhang Ruochen. âZhang Ruochen has killed countless Half-Saints of our sect,â he said. âWhy did you still help him cultivate the Five Elements Chaotic Body?â
The monk turned and looked at Zhang Ruochen who was lying in the lava. He smiled. âIf he hadnât appeared and helped me defeat Ghost King Shenchu, I would have died before you arrived.â
Buddha Xinshu hurriedly knelt down. Horrified, he said, âI immediately brought all the top figures of the sect and rushed to the netherworld as soon as I received your message. However, I ran into a Ghost King along the way and was hurt badly while fighting her. This was why I was late. Please forgive me.â
âPlease get up. I am not blaming you.â The old monk smiled benevolently and helped Buddha Xinshu up. âNo matter what, I owe Zhang Ruochen greatly now. If I donât repay him, my Heart of the Saintly Way will become imperfect. I will never be able to reach that last step.â
He continued, âOf course, I wonât have to repay him if he canât get through this step and dies.â
Buddha Xinshu finally understood why his master had done all this. If Zhang Ruochen succeeded in cultivating the Five Elements Chaotic Body, then the old monk would have repaid what heâd owed. He would also complete his Heart of the Saintly Way.
If Zhang Ruochen couldnât survive and died in this sea of lava, then his master wouldnât have any regrets either and wouldnât have to repay this kindness.
âIf he doesnât die, he will definitely become a huge enemy of our sect,â Buddha Xinshu said.
âItâs not definite,â the old monk said meaningfully. âIf he matures, we wonât be the most troubled.â
âAre you speaking of the empress of the Central Empire imperial city?â Buddha Xinshu asked as it dawned on him.
âDo you know how arrogant that empress is?â the old monk asked. âShe wouldnât release the notice to arrest him unless his existence threatened her position or even her life. In this case, I must help him.â
Buddha Xinshu stared at Zhang Ruochen. âHowever, I feel like he might not be able to survive this...hmm...â
Before Buddha Xinshu could finish, faint multicolored lights shone from the sea of lava. The light kept growing stronger as well, enveloping the entire volcano.
Zhang Ruochenâs vitality had been extremely weak, but now, it strengthened more and more. His body seemed to become a divine five-colored stone, radiating with black, white, gold, blue, and red light.
The entire sky became chaotic as if returning to the time before the world was created.
The old monk stared at Zhang Ruochen incredulously as well. âThis youthâs willpower is indeed shocking. He actually survived and succeeded in cultivating the Five Elements Chaotic Body. His talent must be the best of Kunlunâs Field since the middle ages.â
Boom!
Zhang Ruochen flew out of the lava. He transformed into a beam of multicolored light and shot into the sky in an arc. After rushing down, he landed on the ground, standing not too far from the old monk and Buddha Xinshu.
He had been unconscious, but his Spiritual Power was still extremely active. Thus, heâd heard the old monkâs conversation with Buddha Xinshu.
Zhang Ruochenâs eyes, shining with five-colored light, stared at the old monk. He scoffed. âSo you are the Hierarch of the Death Zen Sect. You are the famous Death Zen Elder.â
The old monk smiled. âThat is I.â Then he continued, âCongratulations for succeeding in cultivating the Five Elements Chaotic Body. From now on, no one in the same realm as you can be your match.â
Zhang Ruochen stared at the blood insect corpses on the ground. He thought about the Half-Saints that had been eaten alive by these blood insects and his pupils constricted. âYou were the one who raised these insects,â he muttered.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The old monk quickly shook his head. âNo,â he said. âThese are insects born from the godâs corpse. Theyâre creatures of Ghost God Valley. Iâve only used the Death Zen Buddhist Way to make them perform some tasks.â
âYou made them drink the blood of countless people?â he asked. âSo you can use the blood to recover?â
The old monk remained calm. âHumans are greedy. If they didnât gamble their all for that so-called Pill of Resurrection, why would they come to Ghost God Valley?â
Zhang Ruochen huffed coldly. âSo the Death Zen Sect was the one that spread the rumor about the Pill of Resurrection. You just wanted to lure people to die in Ghost God Valley.â
The old monk shook his head again. âYour thoughts are too narrow. Why canât you look at things in a positive light? Change your perspective. I did this to save myself. If I didnât lead them to Ghost God Valley and drink their blood, Iâd be the one who died, correct?â
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, cooling the anger within him. âI would like to know everything that happened.â
The old monk seemed patient too. âOne year ago,â he began, âI was searching for a force that could fight against Empress Chi Yao. I came to the netherworld alone to find the corpse of the god that the Thousand-bone Empress had killed.â
âI came all the way to Ghost God Valley and chanced upon Ghost King Shenchu who was preparing for his seventh ghost trial. If he succeeded, he might have melded with the godâs corpse and become an undefeatable Ghost Emperor. Thus, this battle was imminent.â
âHowever, the netherworld isnât the Kunlunâs Field. Thereâs no Spiritual Qi I can use and no way to replenish the Holy Qi that I use up. As the fight continued, I became weaker and weaker.â
âFurthermore, Ghost God Valley was Ghost King Shenchuâs territory. He could use the divine power of the godâs corpse and wield even stronger power. With these circumstances, I was naturally at a disadvantage. I still restricted him in the end, but I was also caught here and unable to leave.â
âIf the stalemate continued, I would have been the one who died. Obviously, I didnât want to sit and wait for death. I had to try my hardest to save myself.â
âThe first step was to open the passageway between the living and netherworld. If it was opened, large amounts of dead souls would enter Kunlunâs Field. Only then would the living souls dare to come to the netherworld and Ghost God Valley.â
âThus, I pulled out the Void Sword that the Thousand-bone Empress had used to restrain the godâs corpse. I used the Death Zen Buddhist Way to control a Wuchang and make it take the Void Sword out of the netherworld. Once the Void Sword left the netherworld, the seal between the two worlds started loosening and finally disappeared.â
âThe second step was obviously to make the members of the Death Zen Sect start spreading the rumor about the Pill of Resurrection. This would lead people here. This was the critical step. If I didnât have their blood, I wouldnât be able to take control of the godâs corpse even if I defeated Ghost King Shenchu.â
Zhang Ruochen was trying so hard to control himself, but he still couldnât repress his anger. âSo you personally opened the passage between the two worlds and allowed millions of shadow soldiers and ghost generals into Kunlunâs Field. Did you know how horrible of a catastrophe it would cause?â
The old monk was still smiling. âWhy are you angry again? If I didnât pull out the Void Sword, Ghost King Shenchu would have done it after succeeding with his seventh ghost trial and opened the passage. No matter the circumstance, the result has been decided by fate.â
âOne hundred thousand years have passed. The seal left by the Thousand-bone Empress has already become fragile. Zhang Ruochen, this is the way of things. You canât stop it. Neither can I.â
âHowever, with my abilities, I can make things happen faster and make it change to benefit myself. On the other hand, you are too weak. Before the tide of life, you are just a drop of water. You can only be forced to follow the flow. You canât change anything.â
âPower. No matter where or when, you can only do meaningful things if you have absolute power. Otherwise, you can say all you want, but no one will listen to you.â
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen finally understood all the reasons, causes, and results.
The Death Zen Sect Elder was indeed selfish. He sacrificed thousands upon thousands of lives to save himself. But there was nothing wrong with that in his perspective.
He couldnât just wait for death to come, right?