Tyrant Sky Martial Soul
Chapter 227 Mysterious Master Nephew_1

Chapter 227: Chapter 227 Mysterious Master Nephew_1

Ultimately, when half a month’s time came to an end, one of his avatars had enhanced the Ghost Ship Broken Soul, the Giant Sword Broken Soul, and the Lei Xiong Broken Soul by ninety percent.

Moreover, by using the Blood Shadow Martial Soul and the Thirteen Swords of Shadow Transformation, he comprehended a brand-new killing technique—Xue Ying Mie.

Xue Ying Mie was different from the overwhelming power of the Giant Spirit Kill and the devious moves of Shadow King Kill.

It was a technique designed for assassination.

Disappearing in an instant, reappearing in an instant, it left the enemy completely unprepared.

The other avatar also successfully cultivated the second form of the Divine Prison King Fist—Horse Face Crush.

Bull Head and Horse Face; these were two techniques that worked in tandem.

Now that both forms were fully mastered, their power naturally increased exponentially, further amplified by the surge in his soul power.

Even though the Divine Prison King Fist was only a quasi-Transcendent Martial Art, the attacks it unleashed were probably not inferior to those of a beginner-level Transcendent Martial Arts.

Such rapid cultivation speed and such strong comprehension ability, of course, were all thanks to the miraculous effects of the Mountain and River Martial Soul.

It’s no wonder that so many people fought over this Martial Soul. Though it might bring disaster upon oneself, the gains it provided were immense.

He had already decided that, no matter what, he would never reveal the Mountain and River Martial Soul in front of others, unless it was a life-or-death situation.

This thing was a double-edged sword; it could bring tremendous benefits, but also immense crises.

By now, Ling Xiao had cultivated for over a month, with less than two months remaining before the recruitment assessment of the Hidden World Sects.

Estimated travel time could waste some of that, so the real time left for him to improve his strength was just over a month.

However, after a month of seclusion, he felt exhausted both mentally and physically, with all aspects of his body dulled.

Knowing well that time was of the essence, Ling Xiao still decided to pause his cultivation for the moment, planning to go out for some good food and take a break.

During his retreat, he consumed only dry food like jerky, which was very bad for his body.

Below the Transcendent Realm, no matter how strong one’s power was, one still had a mere mortal body; neglecting proper nourishment was unacceptable.

Delicious and nutritious food was extremely effective in restoring physical functions.

Upon leaving the practice room, Ling Xiao asked a young Daoist to help prepare a meal.

Although he was only a beginner disciple of Master Baiyun, his status in the White Cloud Temple was not something a young Daoist could compare to.

"Have there been any interesting events recently?"

As the meal was served, Ling Xiao ate and addressed the young Daoist.

"To report to Young Master Ling, the most significant event in the past month and more, is that Zuo Leng has advanced to the Martial Pulse Ninth Level Cultivation!"

The young Daoist replied.

"Another Ninth Layer Martial Pulse? It seems I need to work even harder," Ling Xiao mused to himself.

"What about Ming Tian? Has his cultivation level improved?"

"Ming Tian has also progressed from the early stage of Ninth Layer Martial Pulse to the late stage!" the young Daoist replied.

"What!"

Compared to Zuo Leng’s advancement to the Ninth Layer Martial Pulse, this news was undoubtedly more shocking to him.

It seemed Master Baiyun had favored them again. While he worked hard to exchange Military Achievement Points for pills, those two could use them freely.

Indeed, that was something to be envious of.

Of course, even without Master Baiyun’s favoritism, the potential of these two, in the whole Baiyun Province and even across the Heavenly Dragon Continent, was very rare.

Ming Tian reached the late stage of Ninth Layer Martial Pulse at the age of sixteen.

Zuo Leng had just turned sixteen and advanced to the Ninth Layer Martial Pulse.

This made the other talents around them seem much less impressive, and it was no wonder that Master Baiyun believed that only those two were assured to enter the Moon Hua Sect.

Ling Yixue and Ling Xiao, after all, were behind from the starting line of life, so compared to those two, they did not seem as monstrous.

"Is there anything else?"

After a brief moment of surprise, Ling Xiao calmed down.

Many geniuses with higher levels of cultivation than him existed in the past, but he was already catching up at an accelerated pace, and the gap between him and Ming Tian and Zuo Leng was also narrowing.

So, although he felt a sense of urgency, he didn’t feel inferior; instead, his fighting spirit had grown even more intense.

"Yes!"

The young Taoist boy thought for a moment and said, "About ten days ago, someone claiming to be the nephew of Master Baiyun came to White Cloud Temple to have a word with the master, and they didn’t get along very well; they even came to blows."

"Came to blows?"

"Right, Young Master Ling, you might not know this, but the master was actually no match for his nephew. After only about twenty moves, he was defeated. Both Young Master Ming Tian and Young Master Zuo Leng saw it."

The young Taoist boy suddenly lowered his voice.

He probably felt that such matters should not be spread around casually.

Ling Xiao’s heart was deeply shocked.

How much time had passed, and Master Baiyun, who once was an invincible presence in the Northern Han Kingdom, even in the Human Sacred Dynasty, had already been defeated twice.

The world really was too vast, and there were too many strong individuals!

"Alright, you can clear the dishes now, I’ve finished eating."

As Ling Xiao asked, he had already finished his meal.

The words of the young Taoist boy made him feel a strong sense of urgency. He rested in his room for a while, felt his body had recovered, and then he went back to the practice room to continue his cultivation.

The immense pressure had transformed into intense fighting spirit.

Ling Xiao practiced with even more desperation.

Hum!

In his prime condition, under the influence of his strong will to fight,

the Mountain and River Martial Soul underwent a tremendous change.

What was originally a small mountain village had now transformed into a town, with more residents appearing.

That was just the surface.

The deeper benefit was that the previously accelerated fusion effect had improved yet again, and the integration between the Mountain and River Martial Soul and Ling Xiao’s soul had deepened once more.

From a previous integration of barely one out of a hundred to now reaching a full ten percent!

That was a tenfold increase!

The more the integration level rose, the more stable Ling Xiao’s control of the Mountain and River Martial Soul became.

He believed that one day, the Mountain and River Martial Soul would fully merge with his soul completely. At that time, the mountain and river would be him, and he would be the mountain and river, inseparable from each other.

And the effects of the Mountain and River Martial Soul would be fully realized.

The benefits of the integration were immediately evident; a surge of energy that flowed out of the Mountain and River Martial Soul instantly spread throughout his body, giving him a sense of exhilaration as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

He didn’t waste this opportunity and quickly began to practice the Heavenly Dragon Golden Body.

This time, his practice lasted a full half a month.

Every single one of his tendons had completely transformed into Heavenly Dragon Tendons.

This meant that he had completely mastered the third layer’s two states of the Heavenly Dragon Golden Body.

What the Heavenly Dragon Tendons brought was an all-round enhancement of strength, vitality, flexibility, speed, and more.

Not only that, but with the transformation into Heavenly Dragon Tendons, his cultivation level also broke through continuously, jumping from the early stage of the Martial Vein Eighth Layer straight to the late stage.

He could feel that his strength at this moment was absolutely astonishing.

No one below the Eighth Layer could be his match anymore.

Even supreme geniuses would have no chance against him.

Even if he were to face an Early-stage Martial Master of the Ninth Layer Martial Pulse, the odds of victory were evenly split, and perhaps relying on the Heavenly Dragon Scale Armor, he might even exhaust his opponent to death.

However, this rate of breakthrough was indeed a bit too fast, and Ling Xiao was afraid of drawing attention, so he adjusted his external appearance to seem like a cultivator at the early stage of the Martial Vein Eighth Layer.

That way, he wouldn’t arouse suspicion, and besides, concealing some of his cultivation level had many benefits.

The most crucial point was the element of surprise it could give him over his enemies.