Supreme God Emperor - V1C10
Chapter 10
Zhu Xian Tu
Bone Tempering Pill—perfect for enhancing the flesh, refining bones, and achieving the bone forging realm. It all makes sense! Upon waking to the soft glow of light coming through, Mu Yun smiled. He had a variety of techniques for refining pills, but considering his current skills and resources, aiming to produce those higher-level pills seemed unrealistic at this moment.
“Now that I’m at the Physical Double Bone Forging level, that old bastard Mu Qian won't stand a chance!” Mu Yun chuckled to himself as he attempted to rise.
However, as he began to stand, a strange buzzing resonated in his mind. To his astonishment, a vivid scroll appeared in his consciousness seemingly out of nowhere. The three characters inscribed on it shone brightly: “Zhu Xian Tu!”
A jolt hit his mind, as if his head might explode from the intensity of the moment. A flurry of images cascaded through his thoughts. The scroll depicted countless warriors converging from various directions toward a blinding white light. Suddenly, this white light radiated fiercely, and in an instant, the bodies of thousands of warriors disintegrated into sparkling starlight, vanishing completely.
The images flickered in his mind as Mu Yun struggled to catch his breath. What truly rocked him was the sight of tens of thousands of warriors, including multiple immortal kings, each annihilated in mere moments by the radiant force! Even during his previous life as an immortal ruler king, he had never witnessed anything like this.
“ugh… ugh…” He panted, finding it hard to calm himself. The scroll kept unfolding, yet he was too overwhelmed to continue watching. This was the treasure that had led to his demise, besieged by countless immortal kings who sought it. Once so confident in his abilities, he had aimed to claim this artifact, only to be brought down in the end. It was ironic that he had never opened this scroll until now, after all he had endured.
Zhu Xian Tu, Zhu Xian, Wan Xian[1]!
Mu Yun began to suspect that the reason he had not died and been reborn as Mu Yun might be closely tied to Zhu Xian Tu. "Zhu Xian Tu..." He pondered deeply, recalling that with a single blow, he could vanquish tens of thousands of formidable beings, many of whom were immortal kings. Zhu Xian Tu likely hailed from a realm far beyond his own. But was there truly a vast world beyond that?
Shaking off these intrusive thoughts, Mu Yun chuckled to himself. What he needed to focus on was his transmigration.
Suddenly, as he intended to put away the Zhu Tian scroll, a distinct 'ding' resonated, and a corner of the scroll unexpectedly unfurled. A torrent of power surged forth from Zhu Tian Tu, overwhelming Mu Yun's senses. Instantly, he felt as if his body might explode under the intense pressure, as the mighty force impacted his muscles and bones.
However, drawing on his past life as an immortal king, he recognized that the power emanating from Zhu Xian Tu was ultimately beneficial. All he had to do was grit his teeth and endure. Sweat beads gathered on his forehead, streaming down his cheeks as the tension built in his body. The veins in his body throbbed violently, and his clothes became drenched, his face twisting in response to the immense force. Yet, he continued to persevere.
Ugh. In my previous life, as the Supreme Immortal King, I never faced such trivial suffering! Clenching his fists and trembling, Mu Yun felt his consciousness fading. He knew that if he lost consciousness, the surge of power would likely cease. "Come on, let's do it!" he shouted, driving his fist into the ground to jolt himself awake.
Time slipped away, and after an indeterminate period, with a loud crash, Mu Yun collapsed onto the ground. A wave of exhaustion washed over him, but it was short-lived as a tide of energy erupted within him.
"Fourth Physical Body—Strong Breath Realm!" he exclaimed in astonishment. Even in his previous life as an immortal king, he could never have anticipated that he would ascend two realms at once, breaking into the fourfold strong breath realm.
The strong breath realm signifies a major advancement in tempering the body, forging bones, and transforming muscles. Additionally, he now had the ability to hold his breath for over ten minutes underwater without feeling faint or winded. This was a significant leap compared to the first three levels.
But unexpectedly, he just crossed over...
"Zhu Tian Tu... Zhu Tian Tu, where did you come from?" Mu Yun murmured to himself as he sensed the Zhu Tian Tu floating silently in his mind.
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"Mu Yun, you worthless trash, get out of here!"
Just as Mu Yun felt a surge of secret joy, an angry shout rang out from outside the Mujia herborist room.
Suddenly, the door to the room was kicked open with a crash.
A figure stormed in, fuming with rage.
The person wore a black short-sleeve outfit, had short hair, and their bare arms glistened with a bronze sheen, showcasing bulging muscles and great strength.
Mu Yun frowned when he recognized the newcomer.
Mu Yuan was a renowned genius from the family, the son of the second elder, Mu Fengqing, and he was immensely talented, having reached the fourth level of the physical body's strong breath realm at such a young age. He was rumored to be on the verge of breaking into the five-layer condensing energy realm of the physical body.
Reaching the five-layer condensing energy realm grants the ability to condense Qi Jin, allowing one to inflict damage with it, significantly increasing combat strength beyond mere physical power.
"Mu Yun, you little trash, you scoundrel!"
As Mu Yuan glared at Mu Yun, his eyes blazed with fury.
"You punk, what kind of trick did you pull to convince the dean to expel me? I was on the brink of stepping into the condensing realm—all of this is because of you!"
Mu Yuan glared at him in rage and continued, "I heard from Intendant Mu Qian that you were quite impressive yesterday. You actually made my grandfather kneel? Mu Yun, you useless trash, listen up: you need to go to my grandfather right now and kneel to apologize. Then, you should go back to the dean and ask him to revoke that withdrawal order, or else..."
He slammed his hands together loudly, his gaze darkening toward Mu Yun.
Mu Yuan was infuriated. This morning, he received a directive from his instructor to drop out of school immediately and return home for some explanation. As soon as he entered, he encountered Mu Qian, who explained what had transpired. Unable to hold back, Mu Yuan rushed straight to confront Mu Yun before even discussing it with his grandfather.
"Kneel? Apologize?"
"Yes!"
Mu Yuan sneered, "Do you still think you can force me, like you did when we were kids, to make me act like a dog?" Mu Yun, with the memories of his body, was angered.
Upon hearing this, Mu Yun felt a higher surge of anger rise within him.
When he first arrived in Beiyun City, the boy known as Mu Yun was just nine years old and unable to cultivate. At that time, he was very weak. Mu Yuan and several other children from the Mu family relentlessly mocked him, bullied him, forced him to kneel, and even made him bark like a dog. Having already faced cruelty back in Nanyun City, where he was tormented by others, arriving in Beiyun City only made him more withdrawn and timid.
A flash of memory crossed Mu Yun’s mind, and he slowly began to smile. I know the suffering you once endured will never happen again! After resolving the sadness in his heart, Mu Yun coldly stared at Mu Yuan from head to toe, fixing his cold eyes on Mu Yuan's eyes.
"Trash, kneel down to learn how to bark, otherwise, I won't treat you as kindly as I did when I was a kid!"
Seeing Mu Yun dare to stare at him, Mu Yuan shouted coldly.
Although I don't know how Mu Yun's trash caught up with the Dean and Master Mo Wen, Mu Yuan knew that Mu Yun was born with a cowardly personality and had been trained like a dog in the past ten years in the Mu family. No matter how Mu Yun and Master Mo caught each other's eyes, as long as Master Mo left, Mu Yun would still be a piece of shit. He who was unable to cultivate at all would still be bullied by the time. Right now, as long as he shakes him and uses force to make him afraid to speak, when Master Mo leaves, Mu Yun is a piece of mud; he can pinch him as he pleases!
"Scamp, kneel down and learn how to bark!" Staring at Mu Yuan, Mu Yun said coldly.
Mu Yuan stared at Mu Yun, his heart racing. He sensed that something was off, but then he let out a loud laugh. "Mu Yun, did you think that because you're tied to Master Mo, you're suddenly considered a valuable asset in the Mu household? You're nothing but trash! Why should I teach you a lesson? Kneel down!"
Before the words were finished, Mu Yuan's body had already rushed out.
The physical body has four levels of the strong-breathing realm, the power of nine cattle and two tigers, Mu Yuan's punch, and tigers and tigers are majestic.
"Tong back fist!"
This is what he learned in Beiyun Academy. Tong back fist connects the whole body, muscles, bones, and tendons into one body. The burst of power far exceeds the strength of nine oxen, and even reaches ten. More than cows!
Mu Yuan had strong self-confidence, and this blow was enough to make Mu Yun kneel to beg for mercy.
"Today, I will let you know who is the waste!"
When the words fell, Mu Yun stepped out.
"Broken jade fist, jade broken!"
With a low drink, Mu Yun clenched his hands into fists, his bones and joints bulged, round and capable, and there was even an arc of gas on the surface of those fists, shaking the air, protecting his hands.
The four fists collided, and a cracking sound rang out. Mu Yuan's body, ready to go, was instantly blocked.
His face turned a deep purple-red before gradually losing color and becoming pale.
"What the fuck!”
The next moment, a tragic howl sounded, Mu Yuan's arms were drooping, his eyes were raised, and his eyes were bulging and bloodshot.
With a thud, his arms slumped weakly on both sides of his body, and he knelt on the ground and couldn't help howling. What fist is that? Mu Yuan seemed to be facing a nightmare. With the blow just now, it seemed that he was not hitting Mu Yun's fists, but amethyst rock that was harder than granite.
Mu Yun, when did this trash become so powerful?
"Now, who is the trash?" Stepping forward, Mu Yun looked at Mu Yuan condescendingly.
The Jade Breaking Fist is a body tempering technique that Mu Yun acquired earlier, designed to strengthen a warrior's physique and boost their explosive power. Initially, Mu Yun viewed this martial skill as worthless, but in the Tianyun Continent, it would undeniably astonish many. Its simplicity, directness, and effectiveness embody the true essence of Po Yuquan.
Even though Mu Yun currently only possesses a physical body at the fourth level of the Strong Breath Realm, his physical ability surpasses that of an average warrior, boasting a strength equal to eighteen cows—twice that of typical practitioners in the same realm. When he clashed with Muyuan, it felt as if a mere arm was attempting to lift a cart; the disparity was staggering.
"Kneel down and bark like a dog, and I might spare you!" Mu Yun proclaimed bluntly as he fixed his gaze on Mu Yuan. It was clear that he believed in retaliation.
"You… you must be dreaming! I’ll never bark, even if it costs me my life!" Muyuan whimpered as he crawled backward, trembling in fear.
"Oh, really?" Mu Yun stepped closer, his fingers transforming into claws as he targeted Mu Yuan's elbow joints. "Believe me, if you refuse to bark and I apply pressure with my fingers, you’ll never use your arms again!"
Never use again? The gravity of Mu Yun's words struck Mu Yuan like a bolt of lightning. He suddenly realized the staggering implications: a destined champion reduced to utter helplessness, losing all hope for a future in martial arts.
"Will you bark, or not? I don’t have all day!" Mu Yun warned, his expression darkening. "One, two…"
"Ow… ow…”. In an instant, Mu Yuan opened his mouth and emitted two pitiful cries.
"Woof…" His body shook uncontrollably as he dropped to his knees, desperately letting out a scream. Faced with the prospect of becoming a cripple, he had no choice but to submit.
"Mu Yun, what are you doing?"
Just as Mu Yuan shouted angrily, a loud voice suddenly interrupted.
"Grandfather..."
Seeing the newcomer, Mu Yuuan burst into tears, his body shaking uncontrollably.
"Mu Yun, you jerk, what are you thinking?"
Watching Mu Yuan's arms hang limply, Second Elder Mu Fengqing trembled with rage. Behind him, Mu Qian lowered his head, fixating his gaze on Mu Yun.
"What am I doing?" Mu Yun replied with a foolish smile, "Just playing a little game with Mu Yuan, like we did when we were kids!"
"Mu Yun, you've gone too far! You attacked a fellow clansman and made Yuan'er mimic a dog... Have you lost your mind?"
Mu Fengqing was about to explode with fury!
"Second Elder, what do you have to say for yourself? I remember when I was nine, Mu Yuan wanted me to learn how to bark like a dog, but my foster father prevented it. You just labeled this as harmless play!"
"That was indeed just a kid’s game..." Mu Fengqing said.
"Really?" Mu Yun's expression darkened, and he replied with a chilling smile, "When I was twelve, Mu Yuan used me as a punching bag in his martial training. At fifteen, he hung me upside down from a tree to practice archery. Is that also just a child’s joke?"
"Mu Yun! Regardless of everything, Mu Yuan is your brother!"
"Brother?" Mu Yun sneered, "A useless trash like him cannot be my brother!"
In his past life, Mu Yun had encountered many treacherous individuals. He understood that sometimes, the wicked must be dealt with by the wicked. Showing mercy in critical times could lead to one’s own downfall.
"You treated me that way in the beginning, so I'm just returning the favor!"
"Hmph, do you really think that just because you are close to Master Mo, you can act with impunity? I could kill you right now, and I doubt he would care about our Mu family because of you!"
Second Brother Mu Fengqing replied coldly.
He clearly saw that whether the old Mu Yun was truly foolish or merely pretending, the current Mu Yun resembled a young tiger ready to pounce, showing signs of becoming more formidable. He had changed, really changed, and it was terrifying!
"You dare!"
Just as Mu Fengqing's killing intent loomed over Mu Yun, a grunt was heard outside the courtyard.
"Foster father!"
"Patriarch!"
Mu Linchen stepped into the courtyard with a composed look, his eyes shining as he regarded Mu Yun.
"Second Elder, your arrogance is becoming unbearable!" Mu Linchen chided, frowning. "Mu Yuan is a child of our Mu family, just as Yun Er is. It's normal for kids to learn from one another and get hurt in the process."
"But you actually wanted to kill Yun Er. Do you not realize that he is my adoptive son?" Mu Linchen's voice rose in anger. "This matter will come to an end here!"
"But, Patriarch..."
"Second Elder, did you not hear what I said?" Mu Linchen emitted a powerful aura, intimidating the Second Elder.
"Yes!"
Through gritted teeth, Mu Fengqing lowered his head. "Today, Mu Qian is spouting nonsense, stirring up trouble among the Mu family's children. He should have his cultivation base abolished and be expelled from the family!"
With a thud, Mu Qian collapsed to the ground, his face ashen. For years, he had used his position as the Mu family's butler to bully others. With his cultivation base stripped away and being forced out, he had no future.
Zhu Xian (诛仙): Literally translates to "Immortal Slaughtering" or "To Kill Immortals". In the novel, it refers specifically to the Zhu Xian Zhen (Zhu Xian Sword Formation), often described as the most powerful and lethal trap in ancient times.
Wan Xian (万仙): Literally translates to "Ten Thousand Immortals". It refers to the Wan Xian Zhen, a massive formation comprising all the disciples and followers of the Jie Sect (Jiejiao) to combat the combined forces of other deities.
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