Chapter Ninety-Four: Decision

  During this period, Feng Qingyang browsed through countless ancient books left behind by the gods, recording mythological realms. Relying on his solid and profound martial arts theory, combined with his own experience and insight, he repeatedly and carefully pondered, finally coming to a startling conclusion.

  "The Mythical Boundary is the mark of a mortal warrior breaking through to thorough transformation, shedding their earthly shell. It's the lifelong pursuit of countless warriors on the path of martial arts. Once a warrior breaks through to the Mythical Boundary, a liquid embryonic body or solid golden elixir will form within them. The embryonic body and golden elixir absorb large amounts of heavenly and earthly primordial energy, transforming it into true primordial energy that nourishes the flesh, driving the evolution of the flesh, gradually transforming the mortal shell into a pre-heavenly body."

  The wind was clear and his expression was heavy, he slowly spoke out his inference, with a look of horror on his face, and said: "When breaking through the mythological boundary, the demand for heavenly energy and energy in the body's primordial fetus is really too much. However, now that the world's heavenly energy has dissipated, it is fundamentally insufficient to replenish the primordial fetus. If the primordial fetus cannot get enough energy, it will backlash against itself, devouring the flesh and blood essence of the physical body..."

  "Taishifu thought that for thousands of years, there has been no one in the Jianghu who could break through the mythological boundary and become a legendary master. It's because when those masters tried to break through, they couldn't satisfy the energy required by their inner elixir, and were thus destroyed." Linghu Chong also said with a heavy face.

  "Not bad, for thousands of years, countless geniuses have emerged in the Jianghu, and there are not just one or two exceptional masters who possess great innate talent and luck. Yet, why has no one managed to break free from their own shackles and achieve legendary status? According to ancient records, several exceptional masters who once surpassed the world disappeared completely during their prime years, never to be seen again. It seems that they must have been killed by the backlash of their own blood and flesh when they tried to transcend the boundaries of legend."

  Feng Qingyang finally came to this astonishing conclusion, and was somewhat relieved that he had discovered it early, otherwise he would have been reduced to ashes and completely disappeared from the world.

  As for Feng Qingyang's inference, Linghu Chong felt the same way and highly recognized it. He admired this Taishu uncle extremely, truly worthy of being a legendary big shot in the original work who surpassed the entire Jianghu, ordinary people really can't compare with his insight.

  Feng Qingyang's understanding of the mystical realm is based on a large amount of data and some personal intuition, while Linghu Chong is a living master of the mystical realm, and no one in this world understands the mystical realm better than him.

  Seeing Linghu Cong, this living legendary master nodding in agreement with his own point of view, Feng Qingyang's heart became even more certain. He stroked his beard with one hand and sighed with emotion: "You young man have a deep good fortune and an aura that surpasses the world. In this era where the heaven and earth's original energy is greatly dispersed, you actually managed to transform your mortal body into a pre-heavenly body, successfully breaking through to the legendary realm, and even formed a golden elixir within your body."

  "To know, this mythological boundary is also distinct. Since ancient times, the vast majority of warriors who broke through the mythological boundary formed a liquid yuan fetus within their body, and those who solidified into a golden elixir are countable on one's fingers. They were all mighty rulers who dominated an era with their feet on the nine continents. It's just that this world can no longer support the existence of mythological boundary strong warriors, and forming a golden elixir has become a burden."

  Feng Qingyang was filled with emotion, seeing Linghu Chong's pale face and unstable breathing. Suddenly, he thought of something and exclaimed in shock: "You little scoundrel, why is your breathing so chaotic? Could it be...?"

  Linghu Chong didn't conceal his breath, and it wasn't surprising that Feng Qingyang, who was half a step away from the Mythical Realm, noticed it. He nodded and sighed: "Master Taishan's guess is correct, the physical body of the Mythical Realm requires too much energy, and my disciple has been absorbing the heaven and earth's yuanqi day and night just to barely meet the needs within his body. This time in Mount Heng, when I fought with others and used some true yuan, I couldn't get it replenished, and was counterattacked by the Golden Elixir, losing a large amount of blood and essence, almost dying."

  "So, what was originally a great blessing has become a disaster. Do you have a solution?" Feng Qingyang asked anxiously. Linghu Chong is a treasure of the Hua Shan Sect, and absolutely cannot be lost. He is already old and frail, and the Hua Shan Sect still needs to rely on Linghu Chong's younger generation to support it.

  "There are two options available, the first method is to thoroughly explode the Golden Elixir and transform it into True Essence, so that there will be no need to worry about energy. The second method is to absorb a large amount of energy into the body, transform it into True Essence, temporarily seal off the Golden Elixir, leaving only a small gap for the Golden Elixir to communicate with the physical body." Linghu Chong informed Feng Qingyang of the solution he had already thought of.

  "Converting the Golden Elixir into a vast amount of True Essence can indeed resolve the current predicament, although it would lower his martial arts realm somewhat. In this world's Jianghu, he would be nearly invincible. However, this Golden Elixir is the foundation for contending for the pinnacle of the Martial Way. Since ancient times, strong practitioners who possess the Golden Elixir are countable on one's fingers; to abandon it would truly be a pity."

  Feng Qingyang looked at the shattered Golden Elixir with a helpless expression, and sighed: "The second method is indeed feasible, although it can only mobilize a little bit of true yuan, but it has preserved the foundation for contending for the peak of martial arts. If one day the yuanqi is sufficient, it will definitely be possible to ascend to the heavens and dominate the world. However, with the current scattered state of heaven and earth's yuanqi, even though your cultivation method is special, you won't be able to gather so much energy, right?"

  Linghu Cong had long since made up his mind, and it was absolutely impossible for him to explode the Golden Elixir. This was the foundation of his success, the proof of his ascension to the pinnacle of martial arts. How could he bear to destroy his own foundation? If he were to cripple himself and fall from his current realm, he would regret it too late. His keen intuition told him that this world of laughing at the rivers and lakes was not so simple. Without overwhelming martial power, one would lose their qualification for carefree wandering in the world.

  He won't choose the first plan, so he can only seal the Golden Elixir with a large amount of True Essence. As for the energy problem, it has already been solved. Last time when saving Lin Zhen Nan and his wife, three white jade beads containing huge energy were obtained from Mu Gaofeng's hands, plus the treasures of Huashan School, which are enough to cope.

  At critical moments, you can still muster up your last bit of energy and break the seal to unleash a crushing blow that annihilates the enemy.

  "Golden Elixir, I won't be shattered. I will seal the Golden Elixir in my dantian with my true yuan. Uncle Taishi, rest assured, the energy problem has been solved. I'll just make some adjustments and then go to the Thoughtless Cliff for a closed-door meditation. Please help me guard against any unexpected events when the time comes."

  The wind was clear and natural, and he agreed in one mouthful. Even if Linghu Chong didn't say it, he would still rush over to protect him completely. This little guy is now the treasure of Huashan Sect, and if something goes wrong, the loss will be great.

  Two people talked for a long time in the Wind and Cloud Cave Abode, Linghu Chong bid farewell and left, alone to think over the cliff, making preparations, three days later began to implement the preparation plan.

  Jīn dān kě shì gè hǎo dōng xi ā, bù jǐn xī shōu néng liàng de sù dù yǔ chǔ cún róng liàng yào yuǎn yuǎn gāo yú yè tài yuán tāi, hái huì jiāng néng liàng tí chún fǎn bǔ ròu shēn, cù shǐ ròu shēn jiā sù jìn huà. Zhè yàng de bǎo bèi shuí shě dé fèi diào, zhī yǒu shǎ zi cái huì gàn zhè shì.

  Don't worry about the energy problem, when the car reaches the mountain, there will be a road. As the saying goes, "a dead end is not a poor way", at worst, go and grab those big sects' foundation, and fill this hole. This world has too many secrets waiting for him to explore, and Mu Gaofeng's Yuanqi Pearl is something that he had never heard of before.

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