novelraw Chapter 77 Sudden Change
Chapter 77 Sudden Change
Chapter 77: Sudden Change
Chang Wudao’s words were like a giant rock cast into a calm lake, stirring up a massive commotion in everyone’s hearts.
Shock, doubt, pleasant surprise…
Everyone’s gazes converged on the figure that, though not burly stood as mighty as a mountain.
Song Xianming’s expression was normal as he calmly looked at Chang Wudao: “Just a minor divine ability. It’s as easy as turning over one's hand, hardly worth mentioning.”
The entire Cangmang Peak immediately fell into a deathly silence.
Song Changsheng looked at his grandfather, momentarily stunned. He secretly thought, "He really puts on an amazing act…"
On the path of cultivation, each realm has distinct hallmarks.
The hallmark of the Qi Refinement stage is the drawing of Qi into the body, officially leaving the mortal world and touching the threshold of the path to immortality.
The Foundation Establishment stage also has three main hallmarks: first, controlling objects to fly; second, spiritual energy protecting the body; and third, the Dantian nurturing an artifact. Only by possessing all three can one be called a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
And a minor divine ability is one of the main hallmarks of a Purple Mansion cultivator.
It is a higher-level existence than spells, and its power is incomparably greater. Even Purple Mansion cultivators need some time to comprehend and master it, which is why everyone was so shocked when Chang Wudao uttered the words "minor divine ability."
Of course, this does not mean that Song Xianming is already a Purple Mansion cultivator. Just like the previous two realms, the Purple Mansion stage also has several main hallmarks, and only by achieving all of them is one a true Purple Mansion cultivator.
Song Xianming was still at the peak of Foundation Establishment. It was just that, relying on his excellent comprehension and thorough understanding of a certain minor divine ability, he had preemptively mastered this higher-level means of combat.
But this alone was enough to shock everyone.
“Indeed, Song Xianming is still that Song Xianming. His talent is extraordinary; my defeat is not unjust. But concerning today’s matter, your Song clan must still give me an explanation, otherwise, your Cangmang Peak will know no peace!” Chang Wudao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a flick of his sleeve, his aura thick with killing intent.
“Shameless.”
“Simply unreasonable.”
“Do you think we are afraid of you?”
The Song clan members were enraged, all verbally attacking Chang Wudao.
Song Xianming's eyes also grew cold. He stared at Chang Wudao and said indifferently, “Your son tried to kill someone and was killed in return. It was all his own doing. If you are not satisfied, then let's fight again. This old man will take your head!”
“Heh, I admit I am not your match, but as long as I want to, I can make your entire clan live in unrest.” Chang Wudao said, adopting a devil-may-care attitude.
For the first time, a murderous aura emanated from Song Xianming. He looked down upon Chang Wudao and the others from above, saying, “The esteemed head of a sect acting like a ruffian is truly an eye-opener.
Alright, you want an explanation, so I'll give you a chance. Three days from now, Song Changsheng will set up a challenge ring at the foot of Cangmang Peak for one day. Anyone below Foundation Establishment can challenge him. Life or death, it matters not.
The affairs of the juniors shall be settled by the juniors. This is this old man's final bottom line. If you still dare to push your luck, do not blame this old man for going on a killing spree.”
The killing intent condensed on Song Xianming was almost substantial, his aura like a rainbow, making the Earthfire Sect and Qiu clan members not dare to meet his gaze directly.
Chang Wudao clenched his fists, gritting his teeth and said, “Good, then it shall be as you say. Let the juniors settle it. Three days from now, the Earthfire Sect will come to answer the challenge.”
Qiu Tianyang's face was grim. He said, “The Qiu clan will do likewise.”
Having said that, he promptly left with Qiu Tianxing.
“What, you guys aren't leaving yet? We don't serve dinner here at night,” Song Luzhou said sarcastically.
Chang Wudao gave him a cold glance, finally looking at Song Changsheng and saying, “Brat, don’t think about running. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will catch you.”
Song Changsheng lightly cupped his hands, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, “Sect Master Chang worries too much. As my grandfather said, anyone below Foundation Establishment, no matter who they are, I will accept.
It's just that if, by chance, I accidentally kill one or two, I ask that Sect Master Chang be magnanimous and not hold it against this junior.”
Chang Wudao’s face instantly darkened. He laughed in extreme anger, “Good, truly good. I hope your strength is as formidable as your sharp tongue.”
“Then you needn't trouble yourself, Sect Master. Life and death are fated, wealth comes from heaven. One only dies from inadequate skill.”
“Heh, sharp-tongued. Let's go!”
Chang Wudao sneered coldly, then swept his sleeves and departed with Cheng Yufei and the others…
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“Tsk, what a bunch of nonsense.” Song Luzhou pouted, wanting to spit, but then remembered to maintain his image and eventually gave up.
Song Xianming cupped his hands towards Wang Qingquan and said loudly, “Many thanks to you two fellow Daoists for speaking up righteously. Please come inside for a chat.”
“Hahaha, the Song and Wang families are as one; saying such things is being too polite. We won't go in. Three days from now, for the battle, I will certainly come to cheer for young friend Song!”
Wang Qingquan cupped his hands to everyone, then led his people away, transforming into two streaks of rainbow light.
“Zhou’er, have everyone disperse. Today’s matter is concluded for now. Don’t delay the family’s operations,” Song Xianming said to Song Luzhou, landing beside Song Changsheng.
“Your nephew understands,” Song Luzhou replied respectfully, cupping his hands, then went with Song Luoyao and Song Luohuai to soothe the clan members.
After everyone had left, Song Xianming’s upright figure suddenly sagged like a deflated ball, and an unnatural flush appeared on his face.
Song Changsheng was greatly alarmed and quickly stepped forward to support him, but was sternly stopped by Song Xianming’s gaze. He quickly adjusted, secretly transmitting, “Don’t make a sound. Twenty-first brother, take Changsheng and follow me to the Cloud-Reaching Hall.”
After the three entered the Cloud-Reaching Hall, Song Xianming could no longer maintain his facade. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his powerful aura collapsing completely, and he nearly stumbled to the ground.
Song Changsheng was greatly alarmed. He quickly helped him steady, asking worriedly, “Grandpa, what happened to you?”
Song Xianyun grabbed his wrist, and soon his brow furrowed into a tangled mess. He quickly took out a blood-red pill and made Song Xianming swallow it, then turned to Song Changsheng and said, “Big Brother forced his hand and injured his foundation. The situation is very grim right now.”
“Then what do we do?” Song Changsheng’s eyes widened instantly. Looking at Song Xianming, who was extremely weak, his heart was filled with guilt and worry.
Song Xianyun thought for a moment and said, “Don't panic for now. The family's treasure vault still has a pill left by the ancestor. I'll go get it now. You take good care of your grandfather here, and don't let any news leak out, understand?”
“Your grandson understands,” Song Changsheng nodded solemnly.
Song Xianyun hurriedly went down the mountain.
Song Changsheng helped Song Xianming onto the bed, holding his thin hand and channeling spiritual energy into him.
Not long after, the pill Song Xianyun gave him took effect. A touch of redness appeared on Song Xianming's pale face, and his consciousness slowly returned.
A hint of joy appeared on Song Changsheng’s face. He quickly leaned close to his ear and asked, “Grandpa, how do you feel?”
Song Xianming twitched the corner of his mouth and said weakly, “Grandpa made a wager for you. Don't blame Grandpa.”
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