Chapter 378 - 176: The Dragon Elephant Daoist is Ji Xiu, Five Decays and Three Disasters, Reincarnation Celestial Skill, a Direct Path to Human Immortal

Chapter 378: Chapter 176: The Dragon Elephant Daoist is Ji Xiu, Five Decays and Three Disasters, Reincarnation Celestial Skill, a Direct Path to Human Immortal

That voice...

’Why is it so familiar?’

Within the Celestial Blade School, Ji Xiu froze for a moment when he heard the long shout that pierced the sky—a voice filled with a pressure as if from the heavens.

Then, it clicked.

Ji Xiu suddenly recalled something from when he left the Jiangyin Prefecture Courtyard.

The Master he had just acknowledged two days prior, Xu Longxiang, had instructed him to go to the Prefecture Courtyard this evening to receive his True Inheritance.

He had originally thought it was just a meal with old friends from Anning County like Zhao Jiu and Cai Ling’Er, and that it wouldn’t take much time.

However, the sudden incident involving his Ancestral Master, Wang Xuanyang, had thrown his plans into disarray. He had come to the Celestial Blade School first, delaying his other appointment.

The Purple Mist Sect Leader’s menacing arrival, his qi manifesting as a Dragon and Tiger, had set off a chain of events that made Ji Xiu’s heart sink to the depths. While he was preoccupied with how to resolve the current crisis, he had completely forgotten about his Master’s summons.

’After all, if this old bastard isn’t afraid of Dean Pei Daoran’s authority and pays no mind to Xiao Mingli, a Young Lady Heir whose cultivation has crumbled...’

’...perhaps the only way to suppress him would be to invoke the name of the Jade Universe Xie Clan, the Giant House behind Master Xie.’

However, before Ji Xiu could borrow the tiger’s might and carefully choose his words...

The unexpected suddenly occurred!

"Who’s there?!"

Weii Changkong, with the aura of his Martial Dao rising behind him and transforming into a vast expanse of Purple Mist from the East, had worn an expression of complete confidence.

But...

When he heard—clearly and distinctly—the voice that had carried for miles through the air...

And when he watched with his own eyes as Xu Longxiang manifested the form of an Ancient Dragon Elephant, riding the gales and torrential waves as his mountain-like body arrived in a flash!

A chill shot down his spine, and his Martial Dao intuition began screaming warnings at him. It was as if every word that man spoke was the absolute truth!

If he were to act...

’Perhaps in the eyes of this genuine Martial Saint, who had unleashed his aura in full, I really am no different from an ant!’

’Martial Dao Will, when it evolves into a Dharma Form, becomes a Martial Saint’s Dharma Body...’

’This is a feat that only a true Titled, one who has genuinely stepped into the Upper Three Realms, can accomplish...’

’This man... this man...!’

Weii Changkong stared from afar at the churning, furious waves of the Canglan River. He watched the Martial Saint’s Dharma Body suppress the surrounding Qi Waves as it stepped onto Golden Turtle Island one foot at a time. For several breaths, he was completely stunned, his body frozen solid.

Even the Purple Mist Weather condensed from the Dragon and Tiger manifested by his qi began to gradually dissipate.

It was as if, even from a great distance, it was being utterly crushed and shattered by the Ancient Dragon Elephant formed from that overwhelming aura. It crumbled into fine powder, then into specks of Spiritual Light that vanished on the wind.

Qi forming a Dragon and Tiger, versus a Martial Saint’s Dharma Body!

Though the difference was described by only a few words, the gap between the two was as vast as that between a candle’s flame and the splendor of the sun and moon.

The Titled can be called Martial Saints and can lay the foundation of a True Sect!

And only such an existence can condense a Martial Saint’s Dharma Body!

For a Martial Artist to become a Grandmaster, they must pass through the three stages of Qi Sea, Leakless, and Dragon and Tiger. Only then do they have the chance to make the Ultimate Leap, achieve a Title, and become an unparalleled Giant of the Upper Three Realms, truly forging a legendary name for themselves upon this vast land!

From ancient times to the present, across the nine millennia of the Nine Dynasties and even in the current Great Xuan...

...whenever there is turmoil at a Realm Gate involving deadly battles and Magical Combat against the Outer Dao, Immortals, Celestial Humans, the Holy, and others...

...only a Martial Saint presiding over the battle can stand on equal footing with beings who have reached the level of a True Master of the Immortals, a Celestial Monarch of the Divine Beings, a Great Saint of the Demon Fiends, or an Arhat of the Pure Land.

Without a Title, in such world-shattering conflicts, one is ultimately just cannon fodder. They can only serve as soldiers and generals amongst the endless ranks of Immortal Armor Divine Soldiers, fighting in Battle Arrays, never to be considered a major player.

Hence the saying: all who are not Titled are but ants.

Weii Changkong knew his own limits.

He was currently just a Great Martial Artist at the Peak of Dragon and Tiger, the Sixth Realm, not even comparable to the level of a Pseudo Title or a Pseudo-Martial Saint.

How could he possibly be compared to a Martial Saint who had founded a True Sect and possessed his own Title!?

That would be courting death!

If he had that kind of power, he wouldn’t have been wasting his time in Jiangyin Prefecture long ago.

As for Wang Xuanyang and the title of Jiangyin First...

...he could have crushed them and claimed it all with a flick of his finger. Why would he have needed to be so cautious, lying low for so many years?

STEP. STEP. STEP.

Xu Longxiang was unhurried, as if taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.

But in just a few breaths, he had already ascended the island and stepped onto the Sword Casting Platform!

When the Ancient Dragon Elephant truly descended...

Weii Changkong swallowed, his throat incredibly dry.

All he wanted to know now was how Ji Xiu, the current rising star and heir apparent of the Celestial Blade School...

...had managed to get involved with a Martial Saint, to the point that the Saint would personally come and intervene on his behalf.

What an incredible show of face!

In all his life, he, Weii Changkong, could count on one hand the number of Martial Saints he had ever seen. And throughout the entire Jiangyin Prefecture, there wasn’t a single Titled expert stationed!

All the well-known Titled were in a state’s Vassal Town, guarding a Realm Gate, establishing True Sects or Noble Clans to prevent chaos. Why would one be here...?

’Wait! Did that Martial Saint just say his Title is ’Dragon Elephant’?!’

’Dragon Elephant...’

Thinking of this name, Weii Changkong suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Yue by his side.

’The Dragon Elephant Martial Saint!’

’Isn’t that the unparalleled Giant who founded the Dragon Elephant True Sect sixty years ago, the one rumored to have come from True Martial Mountain?!’

’And this person right beside me... isn’t he the Chief of the True Inheritance from one of the Dragon Elephant True Sect’s Three Daoist Sect Lineages?’

’How could he possibly not recognize him?!’

Weii Changkong’s gaze turned toward Jiang Yue, the True Inheritance of the Dragon Elephant True Sect.

But this True Inheritance disciple, who had broken through the Four Great Limits, was himself completely dumbfounded.

He stared at the Elder Martial Saint before him, this man who had strode across the river like a Stabilizing Needle. His mouth hung open, his face a mask of utter bewilderment.