When a cultivator climbed to the top of the first mountain, he would be able to swallow the holy water from the first holy spring.
It was said that the seven Sacred Springs in the Ancient God Mountain were the seven bloodlines of a certain Ancient God, and when a cultivator swallowed the springs, it would not only enhance his cultivation, but would also help in comprehending the Sacred Dao and the Dao of the Sword.
Zhang Ruochen certainly wanted to taste the Sacred Springs to see if it was really as magical as the legends.
The first mountain of the Ancient God Mountain was nine thousand metres high, and if one wanted to climb up from the waist to the top, one needed to constantly fight against the invisible “momentum”.
When he reached six thousand metres, Zhang Ruochen could clearly feel the power of the “potential”. His brain was slightly dizzy and his eardrums began to swell.
Zhang Ruochen simply mobilised his true qi and ran it through his body, immediately dissolving the power of the “potential” and becoming relaxed and natural again.
When he reached 7,000 metres, Zhang Ruochen saw a slowly moving Fish Dragon Sixth Transformation Sacred Transmission disciple in front of him.
This person had clearly reached the limit of his body, his dao robe was drenched in sweat, and a vein was sprouting on his face, yet he was still endeavouring to persevere, forcing himself to climb upwards.
“Boom!”
The huge “momentum” that impacted on his body immediately shattered his eardrums, and blood gushed out of his ears.
That Sacred Transmission disciple screamed miserably as his body flew out uncontrollably, falling down the bottomless cliff.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen immediately mobilised the power of the Heart of Sword Intent, and with a swoosh, the blue sword on his back immediately left its sheath and flew out, transforming into a sword rainbow that rushed towards the bottom of the cliff.
A few moments later, the blue sword lifted up the Sacred Transmission Disciple and flew up.
Zhang Ruochen threw the Sacred Transmission Disciple onto the mountain path, retrieved the blue sword, and continued travelling upwards.
Just a short distance ahead, a tall and thin man dressed in bloody clothes glanced back towards Zhang Ruochen. Originally, just now, he was also prepared to make a move to save the people, only for his back Zhang Ruochen to steal a step ahead of him.
The tall and thin man looked rather vicissitudes, he had to be thirty-five or thirty-six years old, he collected the blood-red Saint Qi in his palm back and said, “Under the mountain suppression of the Ancient God Mountain, you can actually still perform the Sword Royal Art, your strength is not bad.”
Zhang Ruochen looked upwards, only to see that ten zhang away, a man wearing a blood-red dao robe was staring at him with a pair of cold, sharp eyes.
Even at a distance of ten feet, Zhang Ruochen could smell the other party’s body, emitting a strong bloody aura.
What surprised Zhang Ruochen the most was that with his eyesight, he couldn’t actually see through the level of this person’s cultivation, and could only roughly guess that the other party’s cultivation was at least the Fish Dragon Seventh Transformation as well, or even stronger.
Encountering an expert in the Ancient God Mountain was not a strange thing, what really made Zhang Ruochen quite surprised was that the tattoo marks embroidered on the collar and cuffs of the tall and thin man were exactly the same as those on his dao robe.
In other words, the tall and thin man was also a Sacred Transmission Disciple of the Eternal Life Academy.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Which Spirit Mountain of the Eternal Life Academy are you a disciple of?”
The tall and thin man had a cold face and did not reply to Zhang Ruochen’s words, not saying a word as he continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.
His footsteps were slow, but quite steady, and even though there was a “momentum” impacting his will, he appeared to be extraordinarily calm.
Obviously, he was the one who took the initiative to talk to Zhang Ruochen, but when Zhang Ruochen wanted to communicate with him, he became incredibly cold.
What a strange person!
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and walked on the mountain path without slowing down, continuing to travel towards the top of the mountain.
The mountain “potential” of the first mountain was indeed very strong, but it was not yet difficult for Zhang Ruochen, and in less than an hour, he ascended to the top of the mountain.
That tall and thin man climbed to the top of the mountain together with Zhang Ruochen. Afterwards, without a word, he travelled in the direction of the first Sacred Spring.
Under the Ancient God Mountain.
Mu Jiji and Xun Hua Liu had been looking out at the mountaintop from the beginning to the end, and when they saw that Zhang Ruochen had managed to climb to the top of the first mountain, they jumped up in excitement.
“Boss Lin Yue is really powerful, the first time he broke into the Ancient God Mountain, he climbed to the top of the first mountain. This kind of achievement, even when compared to Gai Hao, it’s not even close. How good would it be if I were half as good as him?”Xun Hua Liu said.
Mu Jiji was also quite excited, showing off with a few Sacred Transmission disciples he knew around him, “See, that person on the top of the first heavy mountain is my boss, Lin Yue, awesome, isn’t it?”
The eyesight of the Sacred Transmission disciples was very amazing, if they were to run their true qi into their eyes, they were completely able to clearly see every blade of grass and every tree a hundred miles away.
It was naturally easy for them to see the people at the top of the mountain.
Just as Xun Hua Liu and Mu Ji Ji were showing off to the crowd that Lin Yue was their boss, the surrounding Sacred Transmission disciples were all staring at the tall and thin man standing beside Lin Yue.
“That man that man has finally returned to the sect?”
“How could it be him?”
When Mu Jiji saw that the crowd ignored Boss Lin Yue and actually stared at another person, he was naturally quite unhappy in his heart and flattened his mouth, once again looking in the direction of the mountaintop, wanting to see what actually stole Boss Lin Yue’s limelight.
His gaze, landed on that tall and thin man.
It was a very unfamiliar figure, and Mu Jiji, who claimed to be the Two Element Sect’s Hundred Knowledge, couldn’t recognise that person in any way.
Thus, Mu Ji Ji inquired to a slightly older Sacred Transmission disciple beside him, saying, “Senior Brother Ji, what is that person’s origin, why is it that with your cultivation, you seem to be somewhat afraid of him?”
The slightly older Sacred Transmission disciple, said, “At your age, of course you haven’t seen him in the sect, but you must have heard of his name. This person, the only cultivator who has successfully cultivated the Blood Sword Scripture in the Two Element Sect for ten thousand years, is named Silkworm Winter. Thirty years ago, he went to the Market Realm Battlefield for training and has never returned to the sect, and almost none of the young disciples have seen his true face.”
“Blood Sword, Silkworm Winter.”
Mu Jiji and Xun Hua Liu both changed their faces in shock.
Neither of them had expected to actually meet the legendary Fierce Man.
Not to mention Mu Ji Ji and Xun Hua Liu, all of the Sacred Transmission disciples present boiled over when they learnt that Silkworm Dong was breaking into the Ancient God Mountain.
“I originally thought that today would be a dragon fight between Qin Yufan, Xu Changsheng, and Qi Fayu, but I didn’t realise that Silkworm Winter had actually joined in, now we’re in for a treat!”
“Qin Yufan and Qi Fayu should be able to ascend to the top of the second mountain, and Xu Changsheng and Silkworm Dong will probably stop at the waist of the second mountain.”
“The clan’s internal statistics were once done, in the Fish Dragon Realm, for any Sacred Transmission disciple who was able to ascend the Second Heavy Mountain, ninety-nine per cent of them went on to become Half-Saints, and thirty per cent of them became Saints. Whoever is able to ascend the second heavy mountain is the equivalent of being able to become a Half-Saint for sure, and even Saints have a great hope.”
All of the Saint Transmission disciples present were discussing Qin Yufan, Qi Fayu, Xu Changsheng, and Silkworm Winter. Incredibly, the four of them, all of them, were at the Fish Dragon Eighth Transformation cultivation level.
Under the light of the four of them, no one even paid attention to Lin Yue who had ascended the first mountain anymore.
After all, in the eyes of the crowd, Lin Yue was just a newly promoted Sacred Transmission Disciple, whether it was in terms of cultivation or fame, he was not at all on the same level as the four people in front of him.
The first holy spring, which flowed down from the top of the second heavy mountain, passed through the green coloured stones and transformed into a small stream that flowed down the mountain. Only, before the holy water reached the mountainside, it completely soaked into the soil and disappeared.
In other words, only by climbing to the top of the first heavy mountain could one drink the holy water from the holy spring.
The holy water in the brook took on a seven-coloured colour and emitted a faint foreign fragrance. Because of the watering of the holy spring, countless rare spirit medicines grew beside the brook, ranging from one thousand years old to three thousand years old, and they abounded.
Every single spirit medicine taken out for sale could fetch an exorbitant price.
Every Sacred Transmission disciple could only swallow the holy water from the holy springs the first time they climbed to the top of the mountain. If they climbed to the top of the mountain for the second time and still tried to get close to the holy spring, they would immediately be bounced out by the formation at the side of the holy spring.
The tall and thin man walked inside a Taoist temple, and on the divine platform, he took down a turquoise gourd, walked over to the holy spring, and filled it with a gourd of holy spring.
Zhang Ruochen also entered the Taoist temple and took out a palm-sized gourd, also preparing to fill the sacred spring.
The tall and thin man glanced at Zhang Ruochen and said, “Your talent is good, why don’t you swallow the sacred spring here to enhance your cultivation, instead, you want to take the sacred spring away?”
“Why don’t you swallow the Sacred Spring here to enhance your cultivation and instead take the Sacred Spring away?”Zhang Ruochen asked a rhetorical question.
According to the rules of the Ancient God Mountain, a Sacred Transmission Disciple could drink as many Sacred Springs as his body could withstand.
However, if a Sacred Transmission disciple did not cultivate by the Sacred Spring and wanted to take the Sacred Spring out, he could only fill a small gourd.
Therefore, Holy Transmission disciples with strong physiques would almost always choose to cultivate by the holy springs and use them to break through their realms. In this way, the amount of holy springs they drank would be twice as much as the amount of holy springs contained in one small gourd.
The tall and thin man stood up again, looked at the gourd in his hand, and said expressionlessly, “I’m different from you.”
Zhang Ruochen crouched down, placed the turquoise gourd, inside the Sacred Spring, smiled, and said, “I’m not too different from you either.”
The tall and thin man stared Avray at Zhang Ruochen and said no more, putting the turquoise gourd away and travelling straight towards the second mountain.
After the tall and thin man left, the corners of Zhang Ruochen’s mouth rose slightly, and while using the gourd to contain the Sacred Spring, he quietly injected his true qi into the spatial ring he wore on his finger, using the spatial ring to collect the Sacred Spring.
“Wow!”
The seven-coloured Sacred Spring immediately surged towards the inside of the spatial ring, and on the surface of the water, a small whirlpool was formed.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t dare to collect too much for fear of alerting the Saint in the Ancient God Mountain.
After loading roughly one cubic metre of the Sacred Spring, he immediately withdrew his True Qi and closed the entrance of the spatial ring again.
At the same time, he withdrew his hand and retrieved the gourd filled with holy springs, covered the gourd with the lid and hung it on his waist as he travelled towards the second mountain.
In the spatial ring, a cubic metre of holy springs was already a thousand times the amount of holy springs in the gourd, it was simply a huge fortune.
