Chapter 316: A Dream Cultivation Method
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
For this Supreme Emperor’s Scripture, as long as one cultivated it and didn’t fall midway, their future was undoubtedly a hundred percent guaranteed to reach the Great Emperor Realm.
What was even more incredible was that ordinary Emperor’s Scriptures required extremely high cultivation thresholds. For example, a special physique or some rare talent might be necessary. Yet this Supreme Emperor’s Scripture had no such restrictions. Any man would do. Aptitude didn’t matter at all.
It could be said that from every perspective, this Supreme Emperor’s Scripture was a flawless cultivation method that stood above all other Emperor’s Scriptures.
However, this Emperor’s Scripture had one extremely fatal flaw. That was while cultivating the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture must be done by males, those who reached the grand attainment would undergo a transformation and became females. Undoubtedly, no one could accept this. Of course, there were some people dreaming of entering the Great Emperor Realm and craving immortality.
If it was merely a gender transformation, it would be one thing. It could only be described as a high-level version of the Sunflower Manual.
But the crux was when cultivating the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture, upon reaching each major realm one would undergo a torturous transformation from soul to flesh. This ordeal was excruciating. If one failed to endure, his soul would be annihilated, with not even a chance at reincarnation.
However, if one weathered the transformation, the benefits would also be tremendous. Not only would one’s aptitude grow increasingly formidable, but his comprehension would also double.
Upon reaching the Great Emperor Realm, his physical body or divine soul would become terrifyingly powerful. Among peers, almost none could rival her!
“Comprehension and physical prowess doubled… No wonder this Supreme Emperor’s Scripture only records cultivation methods up to the Great Emperor Realm…” Su Chen muttered while grasping the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture.
From this perspective, if one truly endured every transformation and reached the Great Emperor Realm, his comprehension would reach an astoundingly terrifying level. By then, whether or not the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture had further volumes would be irrelevant. Because relying on the cultivator’s comprehension, one could naturally comprehend subsequent cultivation methods.
“Without restrictions of realms, cultivating the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture allows effortless attainment of any realm before the Great Emperor Realm. This is a superb cultivation method that all cultivators yearn for! But this transformation…” Su Chen’s eyes blazed as he softly murmured.
Although the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture did not elaborate on how horrifying this transformation was, one could easily guess this was certainly a process of gradually changing a man into a woman. For the human psyche, this was undoubtedly an immense tribulation. It was likely few could endure such an ordeal.
“Unfortunately…” Su Chen shook his head slightly.
The power of the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture was undeniable, but it might not be suitable for him, and there might not even be any room for reference.
Barring accidents, he could only keep it to pass on for others’ cultivation. After all, there were many in the East Barrens suitable to cultivate the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture. In any case, this cultivation method had few barriers. Whether it could be successfully cultivated was no concern of his.
“Master, is there anything special about this cultivation method?” at this time, Long Wu asked curiously.
Just before, that supremely terrifying being had imparted a cultivation method to Su Chen, and his expression had grown strange, piquing her interest.
“Nothing much.”
Su Chen put away the Supreme Emperor’s Scripture, then summoned the golden chariot and glanced at Long Wu, saying, “We’ve completely eliminated the dark creatures here, it’s time we take our leave.”
“Master, where are we going next?” Long Wu inquired while following behind Su Chen.
“Let’s go to the Spirit Race!” Su Chen pondered briefly before responding slowly.
Since the Spirit Race was so keen on targeting him, and he was not exactly a saintly figure himself, he definitely needed to teach them a lesson. Moreover, by his side was Long Wu, a Saint King Realm master. Whether the Spirit Race could withstand even Long Wu alone was debatable. Although the Spirit Race was formidable, from Su Chen’s perspective, it was uncertain if they even had any Saint King Realm master among them.
At the same time, the Spirit Race was beset with worries.
Within a great hall, a white-haired elder sat at the head seat, grasping his staff as he kept his eyes lightly shut, but there was a simmering rage deep within, ready to erupt at any moment.
He did not speak a word, yet the entire hall was smothered in a heavy atmosphere. Everyone present was deathly silent.
This was none other than the Spirit Race’s Grand Elder! In seniority, even the Spirit Race Patriarch had to take a lower position in his presence.
Hundreds of years ago, he had overcome the Saint Tribulation, becoming a Fourth Tribulation Saint! Logically, he should currently be cultivating within the Spirit Race’s ancestral grounds on the rear mountains. However, the Spirit Race had experienced too many disturbances recently, with even the Patriarch having fallen… The Spirit Race had no choice but to beseech the Grand Elder to take action once more and steady the helm!
“The Patriarch has fallen… A saint has fallen… Such enormous news, yet I’m only informed now?” the Grand Elder’s eyes lowered slightly as he spoke hoarsely. There was a touch of solemnity in his tone, but everyone who heard his words couldn’t help but be filled with a sense of awe.
“Grand… Grand Elder!”
Below, a middle-aged man stole a furtive glance at the Grand Elder seated at the head before hesitating briefly and speaking, “There’s… There’s one other matter…”
“Oh?” Hearing this, the Grand Elder’s eyes suddenly flashed open, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped the entire hall, causing it to tremble. His gaze settled on the middle-aged man as he uttered deeply, “What else?”
“Grand Elder, before leaving, the Patriarch had sent some Quasi-Saint Realm experts to pursue that wretch Qin Hao. But… But for some reason, those Quasi-Saint Realm experts from before, along with dozens of Nirvana Realm cultivators had all fallen!”
Boom!
As his voice fell, the entire hall fell into dead silence. The already heavy atmosphere grew even more stifling.
Just the Patriarch and a Saint Realm elder’s falls had already given the Spirit Race a headache. Yet who could have expected they would lose several more Quasi-Saints elsewhere?
Despite being a major power, the Spirit Race could not endure such losses! It could be said that these two blows were absolutely devastating for the Spirit Race. Without thousands of years, they would be entirely unable to recover.
“All fallen?”
The Grand Elder’s brow furrowed slightly. As his voice fellendless divine light manifested behind him. It was the aura of the Great Dao. In that moment, he was akin to a divine king seated high amidst the clouds, gazing down upon all living things. In an instant, the faces of everyone in the hall turned grim. They seemed to bear the weight of a mountain, making even breathing extremely difficult.
A single saint, even without using any means, was already imposing enough for them to bear..