Chapter 97: Spirit Beast

  Linghu Chong, who had traveled through time and space, broke free from the shackles of this world in just two years, surpassing his own limits to become the only legendary figure in the Jianghu for nearly a thousand years, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts.

  Not only that, Linghu Cong had a series of strange encounters, picking up the world's most powerful martial arts manuals as if they were ordinary vegetables. Jianghu people fought and killed each other for a single copy of the world's most powerful martial art, but when it came to him, it became like a vegetable, easily discarded with a flick of his hand.

  Due to the drastic changes in heaven and earth over the past thousand years, the primordial energy has been greatly reduced, resulting in the extinction of legendary strongmen in the current Jianghu. Lian Huachong, this freak, as the only legendary strongman in this world, and one of the few top-notch strongmen who have formed a Golden Elixir since ancient times, has tasted bitterness.

  The golden elixir, which was supposed to be the greatest help, almost became a burden. Every day, it couldn't even fill its belly, let alone have the energy to help with work. Any principle is interconnected - if peasants don't eat their fill, they will rebel; if the golden elixir can't absorb enough energy, it will naturally backlash against itself and forcibly extract the energy it needs from its master's blood and flesh essence to sustain its operation.

  Poor Linghu Chong, having great strength but not daring to use it, with internal energy that surpasses the world yet not daring to waste even a bit of it. When fighting others, he mostly relies on swordsmanship skills to gain victory. It wasn't until he seized the evil monk Mo Luo Fa Wang's Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and cultivated it to the 11th level that he dared to rely on his powerful physique to engage in fierce battles with his enemies.

  Fortunately, the heavens do not cut off a person's path, Linghu Chong is destined to be the protagonist of this world, and he actually obtained three ancient powerful beings' condensed heavenly energy white jade pearls. The energy contained within far surpasses the top standard of martial artists in this world, it's simply beyond imagination. In conjunction with the rare purple gas that comes once every hundred years, bursting forth with vital energy, plus the half of Huashan Sect's inherited foundation from Old Yue, he was able to satiate his Golden Elixir for the first time.

  After eating his fill, he naturally had to get to work. Just as he finished eating, the benefits arrived. A pure and extreme energy that could transform the physical body of a legendary master once again surged wildly from the golden elixir in his dantian, forcibly pushing his protective divine skill, the Dragon Elephant Art, to the unprecedented twelfth layer.

  Linghu Chong's body emitted a clear "cracking" sound, indicating that he had once again completed his physical transformation, and his martial arts skills had reached a new level.

  He suddenly opened his eyes, shooting out two dazzling rays of light, Linghu Cong was overjoyed and extremely excited, got up and clenched his fists to strike fiercely and swiftly in mid-air, actually producing a "hissing" terrifying sound, as if he had torn apart this space with his bare hands.

  "It's too terrifying, this little scoundrel is no longer human!" Feng Qingyang was thoroughly stunned. He had originally thought that he was about to catch up with Linghu Chong's footsteps, and as long as he broke through the boundary smoothly, he would be able to suppress Linghu Chong with his rich martial arts experience. Now it seems that even a casual strike from him can't withstand it.

  "The world has always had talented people emerging, each dominating for dozens of years. Not willing to admit defeat and unable to continue, from now on this world will belong to Linghu Chong, that mixed-up little kid." Feng Qingyang sighed with emotion, thinking back to when he was also standing at the pinnacle of the world's martial arts, his skills unmatched, never seeking defeat.

  "Haha, Fourth Master, this feeling is truly wonderful..." Linghu Cong's words came to an abrupt halt as he and Feng Qingyang gazed intensely at the cliff.

  A dark shadow flashed by in an instant and jumped directly off the cliff.

  Linghu Chong and Feng Qingyang's swords, which had been gathering momentum, slowly dissipated. The two exchanged a glance, both of them astonished beyond words. This figure was petite and agile to an extreme degree, impossible for a human, and very likely a kind of spiritual beast.

  What kind of thing is this, that can walk on the steep cliff wall as if flying, and stroll leisurely like a walk in the garden, as if it had taken the cliff wall as its own backyard.

  Linghu Chong had not been to the Thoughtless Cliff many times, and even Feng Qingyang, who had lived in seclusion for decades, was shocked and bewildered, having never seen this spiritual beast before.

  This human world is the spirit of all things, the master of this world, but it's not the only intelligent creature. Some fierce beasts and wild birds can also produce intelligence if they have a reversal of fortune, such creatures are called spiritual beasts. Legend has it that Dugu Qiubai's eagle was an extremely intelligent spiritual beast, its intelligence is no lower than that of normal humans.

  Capable of breaking free from the shackles of beasts and evolving into a spiritual beast, it's not just about possessing wisdom. To become a spiritual beast, one must be gifted with extraordinary talent, boundless potential, and formidable strength. Some spiritual beasts are even comparable to the greatest masters among humans.

  The spirit beast's mind is simple and pure, it doesn't understand human cunning, so once it forms a bond with humans, it will never leave or abandon them, relying on each other through life and death, truly making it a powerful and trustworthy helper.

  It was just that earlier, Linghu Cong and Feng Qingyang did not swing the sword energy in their hands to hurt the black shadow that was approaching to snoop.

  The future is long, with Linghu Cong's mythological realm of keen sensitivity, as long as this spiritual beast is still on Mount Hua, it cannot escape his palm, no need to rush for the time being.

  No matter what, Linghu Cong's purpose of retreating to the top of the cliff has been achieved, and the long days of preparation have yielded great gains. This retreat not only allowed his physical body to evolve again, but also broke through the 12th layer of the Dragon Elephant-like Protecting Body Divine Art, unprecedented in history. Of course, the most important thing is that he has fed the Golden Elixir to its fullness and successfully locked it into the core of the Dantian with True Yuan.

  With this thick True Yuan firewall, I'm no longer afraid of the Golden Elixir suddenly exploding and backfiring on myself. As long as the True Yuan vortex is still there, the Golden Elixir won't absorb my own blood essence. When the True Yuan is insufficient, just work hard, absorb more heavenly and earthly True Qi, and seize some of the underlying strengths from those prestigious sects to transform them into mine.

  The plan was a complete success and the goal had been achieved, so Linghu Chong and Feng Qingyang returned to the mountain cave to drink wine and have a heart-to-heart talk, exploring and verifying their understanding of martial arts.

  Linghu Chong is the only legendary master in the Jianghu world today, a living legend who has gained a deeper and more intuitive understanding of the higher levels of martial arts. Feng Qingyang is also an unparalleled master standing at the pinnacle of the world in the original work "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", who has reached the level of mastery in martial arts theory and research exploration, and is the most famous grandmaster of martial arts.

  Two people, one old and one young, were discussing something together. They completely disregarded each other's dignity for the sake of their own views, arguing until they were red in the face and furious, almost to the point of physically fighting.

  Of course, Linghu Cong and Feng Qingyang were not rigid people bound by formality. After a quarrel, they became shoulder-to-shoulder again, chatting and laughing freely, with the sea and sky as their scope, talking to their heart's content.

  Of course, the final result is still the same as before. When Linghu Cong brought up old matters again and exposed Feng Qingyang's affair with a courtesan, this Taishi uncle was so ashamed that he couldn't show his face. In a fit of rage, he found an excuse to scold Linghu Cong severely and then left in a huff.