r18novel Chapter 17: Hidden Power: Buzhou Mountain!?
Chapter 17: Hidden Power: Buzhou Mountain!?
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Cao Kun smiled slightly and readily admitted, "Master guessed correctly. Those 'Hundred Herbs Spirit Spring' and 'Nourish the Foundation and Strengthen the Body Pill' are indeed secret cultivation aids made by the sect, which are quite helpful in consolidating the foundation, nourishing the meridians, and accelerating the accumulation of soul power."
Flander listened intently, his eyes wide, and he swallowed involuntarily.
A spiritual spring pill that could clearly benefit even Zhao Wuji, an 88th-level Soul Douluo?
How precious must this be?!
No wonder Old Zhao broke through to the Soul Douluo level without anyone noticing!
So that's what he got!
The look in his eyes when he looked at Cao Kun now contained not only shock, but also an uncontrollable burning desire.
Upon receiving a positive answer, Zhao Wuji's last trace of doubt vanished, replaced by a deep sense of gratitude and pride that "my disciple has made something of himself."
But then another question occurred to him, and his eyes became eager, his voice carrying a hint of urgency:
"Kun'er, you just said... that a martial soul can undergo a second transformation and evolution? Then... is there any chance for your master's Mighty Vajra Bear martial soul?"
He stared intently at Cao Kun, his hands unconsciously clenching so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
Upon hearing this, Flander's breath hitched, and his eyes behind his glasses widened as he stared intently at Cao Kun.
His four-eyed cat-owl martial soul is also a high-level martial soul.
If we could go even further...
Cao Kun looked at the eager and expectant eyes of the two men and understood what was going on.
He had anticipated this question.
He picked up his teacup, took another sip, and then said slowly, "Theoretically, all martial souls have the potential to evolve."
"A single awakening determines one's entire life; that's just the perception of ordinary soul masters."
"In the face of true ancient inheritance and extraordinary means, the limits of martial spirits are not insurmountable."
He put down his teacup and glanced at Zhao Wuji and Flander: "Master's Mighty Vajra Bear and Dean's Four-Eyed Cat Owl are both top-tier martial souls with solid foundations and remarkable potential."
"Given the right opportunity and the guidance of secret techniques, it is not impossible to undergo a second or even a third evolution."
"Secondary evolution! Third evolution!"
Zhao Wuji and Flander's hearts skipped a beat, and their eyes flashed with an indescribable light!
They had cultivated for most of their lives, never imagining that their martial spirit could have any hope of further advancement!
"What happens after evolution? What level can it reach?" Zhao Wuji's voice trembled slightly.
After a moment's thought, Cao Kun gave an answer that made their hearts race again: "With the foundation of your martial souls, if the second evolution is successful, the quality of your martial souls will at least be raised by one level, reaching the level of top-tier martial souls."
"If the opportunity is right, the luck is good, the evolution process is perfect, and there is even... a very small chance of touching the threshold of a demigod-level martial soul."
Top-tier Martial Soul!
Demigod level!
Zhao Wuji and Flander felt a surge of heat rush to their heads, and they trembled with excitement!
Top-tier martial souls are a level that only the core inheritors of the seven major sects can possess!
Demigod level? I wouldn't even dare to dream of it!
If this were to happen, their strength would experience a qualitative leap!
Not only will they be virtually unbeatable among their peers, but their chances of reaching even higher levels in the future will also greatly increase!
"Is...is this really possible?" Flander's voice was dry, filled with disbelief and excitement.
"It all depends on human effort."
Cao Kun said calmly, "Within sects, there are similar martial soul evolution manuals and resource reserves. However, the required conditions are harsh, and the process is not without risk."
Risks were inevitable, but that did not diminish their enthusiasm in the slightest.
What is a little risk compared to the potential gains?
Every step of their cultivation journey has been accompanied by risks.
Flander took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down.
As the dean, he was more meticulous in his thinking.
Why have we never heard of such a powerful, hidden sect that can cultivate an eighteen-year-old Title Douluo and master the secret method of Martial Soul evolution?
Why did they choose to be born at this time?
"Cao Kun, may I ask... what is the name of your sect?" Flander asked cautiously, his tone filled with unprecedented respect.
Cao Kun looked up at the boundless night sky outside the window, as if piercing through layers of darkness and gazing at some distant place.
His voice became ethereal and distant, carrying a profound sense of history:
"The name of my clan is Buzhou Mountain."
"Mount Buzhou?"
Zhao Wuji and Flander looked at each other, both of them bewildered.
They racked their brains, searching through all the known mainland powers and historical legends, but found no information related to this name.
"Indeed, Mount Buzhou."
Cao Kun withdrew his gaze and looked at the two: "This name originates from an ancient legend, meaning 'pillar supporting the sky,' symbolizing the sect's will to guard the heavens and earth and ensure its unbroken lineage."
"Our sect has been in seclusion for nearly a thousand years, rarely venturing into the mortal world, hence our fame is not well-known in this era."
"A thousand years of seclusion?!"
The two were shocked once again.
To remain hidden from the world for a thousand years without decline—what incredible depth and heritage that must require!
"Then...why now..." Flander asked tentatively.
"Because a great era is coming."
Cao Kun's tone turned solemn: "The celestial mechanisms are in disarray, fortunes are surging, geniuses are rising in droves, and stars are shining brightly."
"This is an unprecedented change, an era in which crisis and opportunity coexist."
"Our sect follows ancient teachings and obeys the will of Heaven. We are destined to reappear in this world, to guide those with affinity, and to cultivate talents to prepare for future calamities."
His words were profound, carrying a sense of destiny, which stirred the hearts of Zhao Wuji and Flander, yet also left them feeling a strange heaviness.
Great world?
A turning point?
A future catastrophe?
These words were beyond their comprehension, yet they inexplicably convinced them.
A reclusive sect, hidden for a thousand years and with unfathomable depths, has chosen to emerge at this time... What does this mean?
They dared not think too deeply, yet they could not suppress the turmoil within them.
"so……"
Cao Kun's gaze slowly swept over Zhao Wuji and Flander, his tone becoming solemn and earnest: "Today, in my capacity as the current representative of Buzhou Mountain, and also as your disciple and junior, I formally extend an invitation to you two masters..."
"Would you two be willing to join Mount Buzhou, to jointly explore the Great Dao, and to fulfill this grand promise of the world?"
Upon hearing this, the living room immediately fell silent.
The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, the tea was warm, and the only sound was the soft breathing of the three people.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Wuji stood up abruptly as soon as Cao Kun finished speaking, his tiger-like eyes gleaming, his voice loud and firm:
"I'm in!"
Cao Kun was not only his savior tonight, but also his disciple whom he regarded as his own son.
Cao Kun's display of strength tonight, along with the sect behind him, has given him hope for reaching a higher level.
He had no reason to refuse, whether from a moral or rational standpoint, or from a public or private perspective.
Flanders fell into a brief silence. He pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses flickering as if he were quickly weighing the pros and cons.
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