Above the Great Dao
Chapter 74 - 47 Great Ming Treasure Ship

Chapter 74: Chapter 47 Great Ming Treasure Ship

Ghost God Domains often possess unpredictable powers, but they also vary in strength. Some Ghost God Domains can only transform cultivators of the Golden Core Realm, becoming ineffective against those who have achieved the Nascent Soul.

Yet, there are Ghost God Domains that could even transform a great master in the Unification Realm!

Li Jindou, already a master in the Divinity Transformation Realm who had cultivated a Primordial Spirit, unexpectedly fell victim to it in this unassuming pottery factory—a true case of capsizing in a calm gutter!

He was extremely anxious and spoke repeatedly to the two people, trying to communicate through gestures and speech, but after turning into porcelain, his vocal cords were no longer flesh but ceramic, making sounds similar to bird chirping that outsiders couldn’t understand.

Seeing this, Chen Shi had a thought and took out paper and pen from his book box, handing them to Li Jindou.

The porcelain doll Li Jindou had transformed into was only slightly taller than the pen. He wrote and drew on the paper, through which they finally understood his message. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Li Tianqing said urgently, "Xiaoshi, my grandfather has been transformed by the Ghost God Domain and needs some time to suppress the transformation and recover his True Body. The longer it’s delayed, the deeper the transformation becomes and the harder it is to revert. We must hurry back to the village!"

Chen Shi’s eyes sparkled as he suggested, "If you’re willing to spend some money, I can help your grandfather recover his True Body."

Li Tianqing hesitated momentarily before consulting Li Jindou.

After scribbling on the ground again, Li Tianqing said embarrassingly, "My grandfather doesn’t trust you."

Li Jindou darkened his face, thinking, "Tianqing is smart, but it’s not good to speak out about everything."

Left with no choice by their decision, Chen Shi took them down from the mountain.

"What did Senior Li encounter in the pottery factory?" Chen Shi inquired.

The porcelain doll that Li Jindou had become was now hiding in his book box, peering out, and upon hearing the question, scribbled and drew within. After a moment, he raised a piece of paper.

Written on it were words like kiln worker, kiln cave, and pitcher origin.

Chen Shi was struck by a thought. Li Jindou had probably gone to the pottery factory to search for the origin of this Ghost God Domain but ended up being chased by a kiln worker.

From his writing, it seemed he had been captured by a kiln worker, thrown into a kiln cave, but managed to escape.

"Did Senior Li find the origin of the pottery factory?" Chen Shi pressed further.

Li Jindou nodded.

"What exactly is the origin of the pottery factory?"

Li Jindou hesitated for a while and began to draw on paper, taking quite a long time to complete.

Chen Shi and Li Tianqing huddled to see, only to find a drawing of a statue with eight arms and four faces, seated in a meditative pose, each hand holding a weapon.

The statue’s face was full of compassion, exuding a profound sorrow for the world. However, to the two of them, it always felt slightly eerie. Far from compassionate, it was rather hair-raising.

"What kind of statue is this?" Chen Shi asked, puzzled.

"It’s Eight-Armed Mother Guanyin," said Li Tianqing.

With no knowledge in this area, just as Chen Shi was about to ask, Li Jindou raised another piece of paper, on which was written the word "porcelain."

The two then realized that the Eight-Armed Doumu Bodhisattva was not a statue but porcelain.

Li Jindou took back the paper and raised it again, this time writing that it was "very tall and large."

"A very large porcelain Bodhisattva statue, is that the origin of this Ghost God Domain?"

As the two pondered, Li Jindou raised another sheet of paper, marked with the words "movable."

Chen Shi and Li Tianqing were momentarily stunned. What did movable mean?

Were the Bodhisattva statue and the Ghost God Domain movable?

"Both can be," Li Jindou raised the paper.

Chen Shi and Li Tianqing exchanged a look, their expressions turning grave.

"This Ghost God Domain and the Bodhisattva statue, it’s a massive Evil Spirit."

Li Tianqing muttered, "If it were to move, wouldn’t everything living in its path turn into porcelain?"

Chen Shi shivered involuntarily, knowing that if this Evil Bodhisattva moved, Huangpo Village would likely be the first to suffer!

"Fortunately, this Evil Bodhisattva has never moved," he chuckled, though with no real confidence.

Never having moved does not mean it will never move.

Just like many believed the Outer Heaven True God never changes, yet didn’t the sky darken fifteen minutes earlier just a few days ago?

Initially, Li Jindou planned to search the pottery factory for clues to the True King’s Tomb. Although he didn’t find the tomb, discovering the origin of the pottery factory’s Ghost God Domain was a significant gain for Chen Shi.

He wanted to ask whether he saw any other porcelain dolls, but Li Jindou was sparing with his words, and Chen Shi felt it inappropriate to inquire further.

It seemed those porcelain dolls had been captured by the kiln workers and thrown into the kiln to be melted.

Upon their return to Huangpo Village, Li Jindou hid in the west wing, suppressing porcelain transformation with his Primordial Spirit, attempting to recover his True Body. Li Tianqing went to help but, realizing he was of no help, soon withdrew.

With a short duration of porcelain transformation and an exceptionally robust cultivation, Li Jindou had managed to revert the porcelain in his head back to its prime by dinner time.

With his head regained, reversing the transformation became much simpler, though his small body topped with a normal-sized head looked incredibly ridiculous.

But it was also exceedingly dangerous—if he were careless enough to tilt his neck slightly, his head might snap the porcelain neck and tumble down.

He dared not turn his head, nor lower it.

In the middle of the night, when all was quiet and Li Tianqing had fallen asleep, only Li Jindou continued to exert himself.

Suddenly, whispers could be heard in the courtyard, faintly recognizable as Chen Yindou’s voice.

"Tonight’s moonlight is splendid, making me crave a human!"

"Black Pot, you smell so good! I should eat Black Pot first."

"Save a child to stave off hunger, should start with Xiaoshi!"

"No, I can’t bask in the moonlight... but they smell so good, my neighbors smell good too! There are guests today, not good to go out... guests smell good too."