Subscribe to the MTL WORLD (@mtlworld1) YouTube Channel.
***********************************
Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 2: [Jiuli Insect Valley]
Chapter 112 (140): [Cang Li's Berserk Fury]
(112th of Volume 2)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
***********************************
Li Weiyi pressed down on Li Songlin's arm, gently patting his hand.
"Fourth Uncle, just accept it. I still have some left, enough for bone forging."
Li Songlin didn't argue further, accepting the favor. If he could use the Golden Spring to restore his tendons and bones, even without his legs, at least his cultivation and combat strength would remain.
Half an hour later.
Stepping out of the tent, Li Weiyi felt a heavy weight pressing down on his spirits. It was a pity that the disparity in cultivation was too great; otherwise, he would have already been on his way to Burial Immortal Town with his sword drawn.
He asked, "Li Ling, is there no miraculous medicine in this world that can regrow severed legs?"
Li Ling replied, "There are some Millennial Essence Herbs that can regenerate severed limbs, but only if the Martial-Mystic Cultivator first abandons their cultivation."
"Martial-Mystic Cultivators' legs are different from those of Mortals; they involve the Spring of the Foot and the body's Meridian Veins, far more complex than mere flesh and blood."
"Do you think Fourth Uncle would be willing to abandon his cultivation?"
"Isn't there any other way?" Li Weiyi pressed.
Li Ling said, "Yes, the Immortality Pill! When a Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator enters the Immortal Realm, they can reshape their physical body, essentially starting a new life journey."
Inside the tent, Li Songlin's voice rang out: "Fourth Girl, stop talking nonsense. What makes you think your Fourth Uncle looks like someone who could reach the Immortal Realm? Forget the Immortality Pill - we don't even have the right to smell it. Even if we could get one, breaking through that realm isn't so easy."
Li Weiyi turned back to the tent, fully aware that Li Songlin had been feigning ease and openness from the start. For a once-proud Clan Leader to be reduced to a crippled man confined to a chair must be a deeply painful experience.
"The Immortality Pill!"
Li Weiyi silently made a note of it and asked, "Li Ling, where is your father? I'd like to pay my respects to him."
"My father? He's stationed in Jiu Li City, not at Yaoguan. My mother is here in camp. Would you like to pay your respects to her?" Li Ling replied.
Li Weiyi pondered this, then asked, "In your family, is it really your mother who calls the shots?"
"My father simply dislikes dealing with miscellaneous affairs. He's a dedicated scholar who prefers to shut himself away to study various Otherworldly Coffin scriptures," Li Ling explained.
Li Weiyi asked, "Besides cultivating Spiritual Power, does he also Cultivates the Martial-Mystic Path?"
"I suppose he does, but he doesn't enjoy it and isn't very skilled," Li Ling said.
Li Weiyi pressed further, "Is your brother in camp?"
"You've investigated my entire family. What exactly are you plotting?" Li Ling asked curiously.
Li Weiyi didn't know how to explain. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "I'm leaving! Before I go... Qi Shanshan should still be in the camp. I want to see her one last time."
"It's Inconvenient!"
Li Ling immediately refused, adding, "My brother isn't in the camp, but he values her immensely and has dispatched two Five Seas Realm experts to guard her. Even I find it incredibly difficult to see her. I advise you not to harbor any ulterior motives, or my brother will fight you to the death."
"By the way, where are you going?"
"Aren't you supposed to be able to sense things?"
"Try sensing this time!"
After leaving the Tower Army camp, Li Weiyi and Zhao Zhizhuo mounted their horses.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
With thunderous hoofbeats, the two men charged toward the dense forest of the Mangshan Mountain Range.
Li Weiyi adopted a thoughtful expression.
"Old Zhao, if I needed you to sneak back into the Tower Army camp and capture a woman silently, could you do it?"
"The Tower Army is filled with experts. Even if my cultivation were fully restored, it would be impossible, let alone at my current level,"
Zhao Zhizhuo said with a bitter laugh.
The Mangshan Mountain Range was vast, with countless peaks, valleys, and streams.
Under the Immortal Mist Clouds drifting over from Burial Immortal Town, the forest seemed endless, the wilderness boundless, creating a sense of profound vastness that seemed to stretch forever.
Ten miles into the mountains, the mountain paths disappeared.
Li Weiyi dismounted and surveyed the surrounding terrain.
"I can help you restore your cultivation, but you must help me capture this person for me. There's always a way to do things in this world. What seems impossible to you might be easy for someone else. The key is finding the right person."
"Young Master, who is this person?" Zhao Zhizhuo asked.
Li Weiyi replied, "Cang Li and Li Ling's mother, the all-powerful Matriarch of your Cangli Tribe. Someone as shrewd as her wouldn't fail to see through Qi Shanshan's true nature. I've heard she was the most opposed to Cang Li and Qi Shanshan's relationship. Go to her and tell her I'm taking Qi Shanshan away. She'll definitely help you."
For the next two days, Li Weiyi and Zhao Zhizhuo found a secluded mountain valley and devoted all their energy to reopening Zhao Zhizhuo's Qi Sea.
Throughout the process, Zhao Zhizhuo remained blindfolded with a black cloth bag, sealing off his senses.
Though he had his suspicions, he didn't voice them. Li Weiyi's kindness was too profound, tantamount to being reborn.
The next evening, the sky darkened.
Zhao Zhizhuo, seated cross-legged by the water, took a deep breath.
Instantly, the air within a three-mile radius surged, and Immortal Mist Clouds and Law energy poured into his body like a tidal wave, draining the very essence of the heavens and earth.
His eyes blazed with divine light, a ten-zhang halo of Immortal Haze radiating around him.
The sound of thunder and wind echoed from his lung lobes, and his frost-touched hair shimmered with a fiery glow.
"Boom!"
With a lift of his arms, over a hundred massive boulders along the stream's edge levitated, then exploded into dust with a deafening roar.
Zhao Zhizhuo gazed at his arms, now shimmering with radiant colors, and felt the newly opened Five Seas and the Spiritual Qi coursing through his body.
Overwhelmed with emotion, he couldn't help but weep tears of joy, roaring, "I, Zhao Zhizhuo, has returned! Fourteen years of hardship have finally yielded to sweet reward!"
Across the stream, Li Weiyi, who had been cultivating his Qi, opened his eyes and asked with a smile, "With your current cultivation, do you think you could defeat Yang Qingxi?"
Zhao Zhizhuo waved his hand dismissively. "Right now, my Five Seas have just reopened. Not only is my physical body and Blood Qi far weaker than at my peak, but it will take considerable time to fill my Five Seas with Spiritual Qi. My current combat strength is probably only slightly better than a Fourth Stage Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the Five Seas Realm."
"Yang Qingxi is a second-tier figure among the younger generation in Li Prefecture. She possesses the Nine Springs Pure Immortal Physique and reached the fourth stage of the Five Seas Realm a year ago! How can I, a Mortal of the Eighth Spring, possibly fight her?"
Li Weiyi's curiosity piqued: "Old Zhao, why don't you tell me about the top young talents in Li Prefecture? What level are they at?"
With his cultivation restored, Zhao Zhizhuo's spirits soared. He sat down and began to explain, "The second tier I mentioned earlier refers to figures like Yang Qingxi and Chen Wenwu - those with the fourth-stage Nine Springs Pure Immortal Physiques or Nine Springs Supreme at the fifth stage of the Five Seas Realm, or even those with the fifth-stage Eighth Springs Pure Immortal Physiques. There are about six or seven such individuals, each representing a major sect or clan."
"The first tier, of course, belongs to Cang Li. He stands alone, far ahead of the rest. Though he's only at the fifth stage of the Five Seas Realm, he's likely already cultivating the sixth or seventh sea! He could even hold his own against someone in the Dao Seed Realm."
"The third tier comprises about twenty or thirty people. Only the top young talent from each clan of the Jiu Li Tribe qualifies for this tier."
"Some of them are at the fifth stage of the Five Seas Realm, while others are Pure Immortal Physiques or Nine Springs Supreme at the fourth stage."
"The Fourth Tier consists of about a hundred people. Anyone under thirty who has reached the Third Realm qualifies, including Heavenly Fire Realm Great Spiritual Masters."
Li Weiyi frowned in silence, then chuckled wryly: "So I wouldn't even make the top hundred?"
"They've been cultivating for twenty years, how long have you been at it?"
After spending so much time together, Zhao Zhizhuo wasn't foolish enough not to understand Li Weiyi's cultivation speed.
He continued, "The information I've shared is from before the Burial Immortal Town incident. This incident has caused a qualitative leap in the cultivation and physique of many young Martial-Mystic Cultivators."
After Zhao Zhizhuo finished speaking, he knelt before Li Weiyi on one knee, his voice solemn: "Young Master, I can never repay this debt in a lifetime. Please accept Old Zhao's bow!"
Rising to his feet, he vaulted onto his horse and rode off, cracking his whip: "I will bring Qi Shanshan to see you."
"With the young generation of Li Prefecture still unable to make a name for themselves, it seems I can abandon the idea of winning the Immortality Pill at the Qianlong (Hidden Dragon) Lantern Festival!"
Li Weiyi shook his head and sighed, then took out a Radiant Flame Pill and swallowed it.
With only three months until the Qianlong Lantern Festival, there was no way Li Weiyi could catch up in the Martial-Mystic Path.
His priority was to break through to Great Spiritual Master and then head to the Tanggu Sea to help Yaoyin gather the sacred herb - Xihe.
But only a few moments later, Li Weiyi's eyes blazed with renewed determination. He pulled out the Golden Spring and took a long gulp.
Simultaneously Devouring Light to Nourish Fire and hammering his bones.
Legend had it that once one achieved minor Golden Bone refinement, they could challenge ordinary fifth-stage Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Five Seas Realm with his physical strength alone.
It was this terrifying power boost that drove the Wuxin Golden Ape to risk everything in its quest for the Golden Spring, hoping to become the Southern Territory's top young talent.
In the middle of the night, the sound of galloping hooves shattered the mountain's tranquility.
Li Weiyi rushed out to greet the riders, but only Zhao Zhizhuo returned.
Zhao Zhizhuo dismounted and hurried forward, his face flushed with excitement.
"I didn't fail the mission! Just as Young Master predicted, the Matriarch despises Qi Shanshan, but out of maternal affection, she wouldn't act directly."
He pulled a white sack, about the size of a burlap bag, from his sleeve and activated it with Spiritual Qi.
"Whoosh!"
The insect pouch quickly swelled.
Qi Shanshan, clad in a pale blue, exquisitely embroidered silk robe, tumbled out.
While insect pouches could hold living creatures, most had small openings. The larger the opening, the more difficult the pouch was to craft, making it extremely precious - capable of containing people or even mounts.
Qi Shanshan, at the Second Spring Opening stage of the Martial-Mystic Path, quickly rose and surveyed her surroundings.
Spotting Li Weiyi in the darkness, the panic in her eyes vanished instantly. She gracefully twirled a strand of hair, a smile playing on her lips.
"Oh, it's you, Weiyi! Long time no see. Why did you have to go to such lengths to see Sister Shanshan? I've missed you too. Why haven't you visited me in so long?"
Li Weiyi studied her, inwardly astonished.
In just over half a year, Qi Shanshan had shed every trace of her modern Earth origins. Moreover, Cang Li had gathered the Crimson Haze Herbs for her, transforming her into a Pure Immortal Physique. Her skin and features were flawless, her figure and bearing unmatched.
With such charm and Qi Shanshan's exceptional intelligence and cunning, it was no wonder Cang Li had fallen for her.
But was she truly just Qi Shanshan?
Was Zen Hai Guanwu still within her?
Li Weiyi said, "I want to see Zen Hai Guanwu!"
Qi Shanshan's eyes darted back and forth before she spread her arms wide.
"I can't make her come out to see you. You'll have to try for yourself! No matter what you do, Sister Shanshan won't blame you."
Li Weiyi wasn't fooled by her act. He secretly channeled his Spiritual Qi, preparing for Zen Hai Guanwu's possible appearance. He cautiously approached her, raising a finger to touch her brow.
"Rustle!"
A chilling night wind swept through the narrow, ten-yard-wide gorge between the two mountains.
The grass and trees swayed like ghostly soldiers.
"If your hand dares to touch her, don't blame me for severing your arms, regardless of our past friendship. Li Weiyi, when a person loses their moral bottom line, no matter how great their achievements, they can't hide their filthy, despicable nature. She's your sister-in-law! This time, you've crossed my line!"
The words echoed through the valley, one syllable at a time.
When the first word was spoken, Cang Li was still three miles away.
By the time the word "line" fell, he stood on a boulder a dozen yards away, holding a ten-foot silver spear.
His eyes flashed like lightning, radiating an aura of unyielding strength and commanding presence.
_______________________
END OF CHAPTER
Subscribe to the MTL WORLD (@mtlworld1) YouTube Channel.
***********************************