The next day, he went to the True Martial Institute earlier than usual.
With a soul three times stronger, he would absorb the aura of the Karma Stone Wall faster, making the True Martial Institute even more beneficial to him.
Therefore, absorbing the aura of the Karma Stone Wall a moment earlier would yield three times greater benefits.
This time, the Third Prince, Chu Lieyang, had not yet appeared.
So he confidently used Super-Sense to examine the Karma Stone Wall, discerning its material and every character on it.
Every stroke of each character, the structure of each character, and the position of each character.
He examined them so thoroughly that they were imprinted in his mind, able to appear before his eyes when he closed them, each character clear and distinct.
At the same time, he took out a piece of white jade from his sleeve and retrieved the Autumn Water Divine Blade.
The white jade was about a foot long and three feet high, containing a spring-like essence within, the spring water gently flowing and emitting a shimmering light.
His arm trembled slightly, resisting the tyrannical force, as if climbing a mountain with a heavy load, unable to bear it and on the verge of collapse.
The blade tip advanced with difficulty, finally carving the first character on the white jade.
Then the second character, the third character...
These small characters were exactly the same as the Light Endowment on the Karma Stone Wall, as if they were a five-times smaller version of the Light Endowment, imprinted on the white jade.
Chu Zhiyuan's arm trembled slightly, but the blade tip was steady and accurate, without a single mistake.
Steam quickly rose from the top of his head, like a pot of steamed buns just opened.
His face was flushed red as if drunk, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, so bright that they were piercing.
The cave was already bright enough, far surpassing the outside, but now with his gaze, it became even brighter.
Sweat appeared on his forehead, more and more, dense and numerous, then flowing down, over his cheeks and jaw, dripping to the ground, breaking into several pieces before seeping into the bluestone floor.
Time seemed to become extremely slow.
He was completely focused, not daring to be distracted.
...
Initially, he wanted to copy this Light Endowment, but an invisible force prevented him, making it impossible to write.
Now, with his soul strengthened to three times its original size, although there was still a tyrannical force hindering him, he could barely manage to write.
It was difficult, but he could slowly move forward, which was a huge improvement.
However, the consumption was also extremely astonishing. In a short while, he was not only drenched in sweat, but also his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was rapid.
He was already close to his limit.
Copying this endowment consumed an astonishing amount of mental energy, far beyond his imagination.
At a crucial moment, he had no choice but to call upon the mental energy of his other incarnations and his main body.
Thus, Chu Zhiyuan in the Qing Prince's mansion suddenly turned pale, his mental energy almost completely drained, leaving only a trace to maintain consciousness.
At the same time, the two Autumn Water Divine Blades in the Profound Yin Palace suddenly became dull and lackluster.
Inside the True Martial Institute, Chu Zhiyuan's face regained its rosy color, and his mental energy was replenished, allowing him to continue carving.
...
After writing another forty characters, his face turned pale as paper again.
This time, he could no longer draw mental energy over, and could only watch helplessly as the white jade with sixty characters already written on it made a crisp "pop" sound and turned into powder.
As if all his strength had been drained, his body suddenly became limp, almost collapsing to the ground.
He retracted the Autumn Water Divine Blade, closed his eyes, and began to recover his mental energy.
Sweat dripped, his clothes stuck to his body, so he gently shook.
The little white snake reversed in his chest, and true essence surged out.
His clothes suddenly bulged, making a muffled "bang" sound, and all the water droplets were blown away.
His mental energy was completely exhausted, but his true essence was unaffected, still agile and lively, so he began to cultivate the Immeasurable Light Scripture.
Only visualizing the Great Light Peak not only did not consume mental energy, but also nourished and restored it.
...
Footsteps sounded.
The Third Prince, Chu Lieyang, strode in, suddenly pausing.
Discovering that Chu Zhiyuan had arrived a step earlier than him, his eyes flickered, and he came to Chu Zhiyuan's side: "Ninth Brother, you're here so early."
Chu Zhiyuan kept his eyes closed: "Third Brother is still so early, quite diligent."
Chu Lieyang pointed to the warm jade futon that Chu Zhiyuan was sitting on: "Ninth Brother, you're sitting in my spot."
Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Third Brother, can't you practice anywhere? Do you have to sit here?"
Chu Lieyang said: "I'm used to it, I don't feel comfortable sitting elsewhere, it affects my cultivation."
Chu Zhiyuan closed his eyes and said faintly: "When you get to the Extraterritorial Battlefield, are you also going to pick a place to cultivate? You won't even know how you died, the Heavenly Demons are already waiting!"
Chu Lieyang said unhappily: "Ninth Brother, do you have to take my place?"
Chu Zhiyuan snorted: "Third Brother, who told you to come late, find a place yourself."
"...Alright then." Chu Lieyang thought for a moment and sat down next to him.
Chu Zhiyuan laughed and turned to look at him: "Third Brother, you really are something."
"Likewise." Chu Lieyang grunted.
The two sat shoulder to shoulder, about a meter apart.
Chu Zhiyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, closed his eyes, and continued to cultivate.
After a while, the Second Prince and the First Prince arrived together, talking and laughing.
After they came in, they were immediately stunned to see Chu Zhiyuan and the Third Prince sitting together.
They exchanged glances, curiously sizing up Chu Zhiyuan and the Third Prince.
The Second Prince said with a chuckle: "Ninth Brother, are you and Third Brother on such good terms now?"
Chu Zhiyuan didn't say anything with his eyes closed.
"Oh, Ninth Brother is injured?" The Second Prince looked at Chu Zhiyuan's pale face and said curiously: "Who did you fight with?"
"Second Brother, let's cultivate." Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and said unhappily: "Don't waste time."
"Haha... It seems Ninth Brother also knows the news. The Yuanzhen Dynasty is coming to challenge you, determined to poach you."
Chu Zhiyuan said coldly: "Second Brother is very happy, are you gloating?"
"Haha," the Second Prince waved his hand, a look of watching a good show on his face: "I think they're going to be unlucky this time. Ninth Brother, show them what you're made of!"
The Great Light Fist at the Spirit Entry level, even the eldest brother is not as good.
The guys from the Yuanzhen Dynasty still think Lao Jiu is a pushover, but the result is a tough nut.
At that time, the expressions of the guys from the Yuanzhen Dynasty will definitely be very exciting.
Just thinking about that scene makes me want to laugh.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the First Prince: "Big Brother, I heard from Uncle Fifteen that the Fifth Prince and Sixth Prince are coming this time. Big Brother, have you dealt with them before?"
"Be careful of this Fifth Prince. He has been at the Nine Revolutions stage for several years, accumulating the Asking Heaven Divine Sword for a long time," Chu Liechu said in a deep voice: "Even if his Asking Heaven Divine Sword doesn't reach the Spirit Entry level, it's still at the Transformation God level."
"What exactly does the Asking Heaven Divine Sword look like?" Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Big Brother, have you fought with them?"
"I have fought with the Great Prince, Cheng Yunhai," Chu Liechu said slowly: "I have experienced the Asking Heaven Divine Sword, it is very strange and amazing, barely managing to draw. That was only the Spirit Entry level Asking Heaven Divine Sword... The Yuanzhen Dynasty's most talented person is the Fifth Prince. His Asking Heaven Divine Sword is far superior to the Great Prince. I am definitely no match for him."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "Is the Asking Heaven Divine Sword strange because it's unexpected? Is it because of its strange methods, or something else?"
"The Asking Heaven Divine Sword is similar to precognition, predicting your moves in advance, finding the weak points of your strength, and attacking your weakest point with his strongest. Our Great Light Fist is powerful, but it is not perfect and flawless."
"The Great Light Fist is not perfect, does the Asking Heaven Divine Sword have weaknesses too?"
"The Asking Heaven Divine Sword has extremely high requirements for talent, and it consumes a lot of energy, at most three swords can be used."
"Three swords..."
"Almost all are resolved with one sword." Chu Liechu shook his head: "There is no chance to receive the second sword."
Chu Liexuan said: "Big Brother, does that mean Ninth Brother is not guaranteed to win?"
Chu Liechu shook his head: "The outcome is uncertain, it's hard to say he's guaranteed to win."
