dmims Chapter 4 Let's Get Excited
Chapter 4 Let's Get Excited
The Third Dharma Palace of the Three Truths.
At this moment, Ma Chao, the current sect leader of Sanzhen, was sitting upright in a grand master's chair, looking at his eldest disciple and junior disciple who stood before him like two gate gods, completely bewildered.
He felt he might not be fully awake yet.
What do you mean that just because you two went out for a short while, your junior disciple awakened a once-in-a-million innate divine power?
What does it mean that even the Three Truths Under the Same Moon Order, which has been passed down from generation to generation of sect leaders and has remained dormant for hundreds of years, has been activated?
Even the corpse that wiped out my entire family of Sanzhen was kicked to death as if it were a roadside animal?
This doesn't make sense, does it?
Did I, Ma Chao, drink fake alcohol last night and am I still dreaming?
He pinched his thigh hard, wincing in pain, and then looked at Gao Haoguang with trembling eyes.
"Haoguang... tell me in detail how you activated the Three Truths Under the Same Moon Order?"
Gao Haoguang scratched his head, recalling the desperate situation he had been in, a trace of lingering fear flashing across his youthful face:
"Well, that's because my senior brother forcibly covered my retreat, allowing me to survive on my own."
"The thought of my senior brother dying at the hands of that monster fills me with extreme grief, anger, and hatred."
"Then I gripped the 'Monthly Token' tightly, and it inexplicably started glowing and activated."
He raised his head, looking with awe at the ancient token that was floating in mid-air, radiating a soft, divine light.
Through the halo emanating from the same month, in the supernatural vision that only Gao Haoguang could see.
A young man, dressed in an elaborate bright yellow robe, with unparalleled handsome features and an air of dominance that seemed to look down on the world, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Dharma Palace with great curiosity.
But neither his senior brother nor his master could see this situation.
The Three True Ones in the Same Month Order can indeed transcend time and connect the long river of years, but only those destined to be chosen by the Same Month Order can communicate with the powerful beings on the other side through sight and sound.
Gao Haoguang took a deep breath:
"Through the same month's decree, I contacted our Three True Ones' former ancestor."
"The other party said that he was the Immortal Lord of the Myriad Laws of the World, Ancestor Jiang Mingzi."
"Holy crap! Ancestor Jiang Mingzi?!"
Xia Chuan, who had been idly picking at his nails, suddenly shuddered upon hearing this:
"That is the one who is invincible throughout the ages, who dominates his generation, and is hailed as the strongest seeker of the Dharma in all of history."
The patriarch Jiang Mingzi, who defeated all the Taoist sects in the world and made them unable to raise their heads?!
Others may simply regard Jiang Mingzi as a vague and ethereal mythical figure in the sect's classic texts.
But could Xia Chuan, who was familiar with the details of the plot, not know the true value of this man?
That was the biggest trump card in the history of the Three Realms, an ultimate numerical monster whose methods spanned the past and present!
With these three true moon orders as coordinates, Jiang Mingzi could forcibly interfere with the present world and even reverse cause and effect out of thin air.
What does it mean for an effect to follow a cause?
As long as Jiang Mingzi is their backer, no matter when or where the Three Truths disciples are, even in dire straits.
Immortal lords can directly bury top-grade magic talismans, heaven-defying magic treasures, and life-saving pills under their feet in the "past," so that they can dig them out in the "present" to save their lives!
If you encounter an enemy you can't afford to offend, you can even call on your ancestor to cross time and space to parachute in and fight for you!
This kind of incredibly powerful figure, who can treat causality like a toy, is someone you should embrace now!
On the other side of the same month, Jiang Mingzi, far in the past, heard his grand-disciple's exaggerated exclamation and was trying hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were about to stretch to his ears.
This burly little grand-disciple, who doesn't even have any magical power, has quite a good eye.
Gao Haoguang then carefully took out the talisman he was clutching tightly from his bosom and showed it to his master:
"Master, look, this is a talisman that our patriarch personally crafted and buried in his time. I dug it out following the guidance."
Gao Haoguang turned to look at Xia Chuan, his expression somewhat complicated:
"Originally, I planned to take this talisman back to deal with that Nirvana Corpse, but when I ran back..."
My senior brother just punched him and knocked him down.
"He...you really killed him?"
Ma Chao stared blankly at his eldest disciple, whose size could fit two of him, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Xia Chuan helplessly spread his hands:
"Master, why would I lie to you?"
He jumped out arrogantly and introduced himself, saying how many of our three true predecessors he had eaten back then.
"He took two punches from me head-on. I reckon even his ashes are embedded in the mountain now, and you can't scrape them off with a shovel."
Ma Chao nodded blankly, feeling as if he were floating on clouds, a truly unreal experience.
The blood feud that wiped out their entire family, a nightmare that had haunted Sanzhen for decades...
He was just retaliated against with his own fists by his cheap, eldest disciple?
Xia Chuan leaned forward, chuckled, and revealed a hint of smugness in his expression:
"Master, are you thinking right now, 'It's so wonderful that I met you?'"
Ma Chao blushed, but to maintain his master's dignity, he immediately straightened his face and said with a smile:
"Pah! You little brat, you've got a kick out of me!"
"Compared to our Three Immortals, who once roamed the world invincible ancestor, your brute strength is far inferior!"
Xia Chuan nodded frantically, readily agreeing: "Yes, yes, Master is right."
Looking at Xia Chuan's stubborn and unyielding demeanor, Ma Chao's eyes flashed with an extremely complex emotion.
He changed the subject, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse and solemn:
"However... Xia Chuan, you should really consider inheriting the position of the Three Truths Sect Master now."
As Ma Chao spoke, ignoring the two men's astonished expressions, he turned and walked towards the gate.
Sunlight shone on his hunched back, yet his steps seemed lighter than ever before, as if he had unloaded the immense burden he had carried for half his life.
He looked up at the sky, and finally, tears that had been held back for many years, a mixture of bitterness and relief, streamed down his face.
Senior brothers and sisters, and our tragically deceased master, can you see this from heaven?
Our three true talents... have finally come into their own.
The blood feud has been avenged, but the lineage has not been extinguished!
Xia Chuan watched his master's slightly desolate yet carefree figure disappear outside the courtyard gate, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
The old man was quite arrogant.
Just then, he felt his clothes being tugged, and turning around, he heard Gao Haoguang say in a low voice:
"Senior brother, stop looking! Quick, the patriarch has something to say to you."
Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan's expression instantly turned serious, like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, and he abandoned all his nonchalant attitude.
He respectfully faced the direction of the suspended lunar mansion and suddenly clasped his hands in a fist salute:
"Xia Chuan, the unworthy grand-disciple of the Three Truths, pays respects to Patriarch Jiang Mingzi!"
"Our ancestor's divine power is unparalleled, invincible throughout the ages. Our reverence for him is like a surging river, endless and boundless, and we look up to him with the sun and moon in awe!"
"Our ancestor was a perfect man throughout the ages, a celestial being descended to earth, who dominated all paths of the past and present. Your brilliance is like the blazing sun in the sky, illuminating the path for us, his descendants!"
"To have been graced with even a glance from the patriarch, this junior would die without regret!"
A series of incredibly smooth and unique compliments left Gao Haoguang, who was standing to the side, completely dumbfounded.
Where did you learn that word?!
Meanwhile, on the other side of that mysterious month.
Jiang Mingzi was initially putting on airs, trying to maintain the composure of a celestial lord.
But after hearing Xia Chuan's vivid and deafening flattery, the smile on his lips finally got out of control and could no longer be suppressed.
Hi!
I never imagined that, ten thousand years later, I, Jiang Mingzi, would still have such a glorious and magnificent myth in the hearts of my descendants.
Although I knew this kid was probably just flattering me, the way he flattered me was so good it made me feel really comfortable!
Jiang Mingzi's illusory figure coughed twice, trying to conceal his smugness:
"Ahem... He's a sensible and understanding junior."
"Well, since this is our first meeting after ten thousand years, as an elder, I should show my appreciation to such an outstanding grand-disciple."
"Grey, ask your senior brother for me what kind of reward he wants."
Magical artifacts, elixirs of immortality?
Upon hearing the patriarch's voice transmission, Gao Haoguang suddenly awoke from his daze and instantly understood.
No wonder he's the senior brother who can develop that shameless "Four Invincible Techniques" without batting an eye!
Why didn't I think of that move?
Damn it, what a missed opportunity!
I forgot to take advantage of the atmosphere earlier and make that ancient thing from ten thousand years ago produce more gold coins!
Gao Haoguang stared intently at the same month's decree, inwardly complaining:
This renowned patriarch Jiang Mingzi seems... not so easily praised?
A few flattering words and they lose their bearings.
Filled with endless regret, Gao Haoguang relayed Jiang Mingzi's words to Xia Chuan verbatim.
Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan remained outwardly respectful, but his eyes instantly ignited with extreme excitement and fervor.
He didn't ask for any fancy magical artifacts, but instead asked in a very pragmatic way:
"I wonder if the Patriarch has any magical artifacts such as mechanical puppets that can be used for daily practice?"
Ideally, it should be extremely durable, the kind that won't break no matter how much you hit it?
Across time and space, Jiang Mingzi looked at Xia Chuan's extremely fiery gaze, filled with a thirst for power, and felt very satisfied.
He was neither arrogant nor impatient, nor did he covet any pleasure-seeking treasures. He only wanted a doll to be beaten so that he could hone his martial arts skills.
His young grand-disciple is so diligent and hardworking, so as the patriarch, he naturally has no reason not to support him!
"The mechanical puppets used for sparring, right?"
"No problem at all, this immortal lord will prepare everything for you and bury it right away."
Jiang Mingzi waved his hand and agreed with great enthusiasm.
Having received the promise, Xia Chuan suppressed his overwhelming joy and silently lowered his gaze, staring intently at the passive description of the new skill [Black Flash] on his retina.
Passive: Every attack you make has a chance to trigger a "Dark Flash".
If Black Flash is used during the cooldown period, all skill cooldowns are reset, and the probability of using Black Flash is increased by 0.004%.
Initial probability: 0.01%.
Looking at the incredible description that "each attack increases the probability by 0.004%", Xia Chuan felt a surge of excitement, and his blood was boiling.
As long as you have an indestructible sandbag, you can rely on your monstrous physical strength.
If he were to stay in this dilapidated Taoist temple, spending three to five years meditating day and night, he could literally increase the trigger probability of Black Flash to one hundred percent...
At that time, my brother, even a casual basic attack will be a critical hit to the power of 2.5.
Even your farts have a black flash armor-piercing effect, you think you can fight me?!
Xia Chuan became increasingly excited as he thought about it, and bowed deeply with a face full of excitement:
"I bow in gratitude to the Ancestral Master for bestowing this treasure!"
This junior will practice day and night, and will never fail the expectations of our ancestors!
Jiang Mingzi nodded in satisfaction on the other end of the line, looking pleased that the boy was teachable.
However, deep within the Immortal Lord's profound eyes, a cunning and malicious glint flashed, and another wicked idea swirled in his mind.
What's the point of practicing against a lifeless wooden puppet?
Little grand-disciple, this immortal lord will take you to do something exciting.