Free Web NovelChapter 982: Chapter 228: The Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court
Jiang Wang finally understood what it meant when the Myriad Immortals Palace claimed "one person is like ten thousand immortals."
After cultivating every part of the body—liver, gallbladder, spleen, hair, blood, and bones—into "immortal" status, every part of him was "immortal." Saying one person is like ten thousand immortals was not an exaggeration.
The Five Immortal Sects described five immortals by form, sound, scent, taste, and touch; Jiang Wang had once found it unique. Now, it seemed that these ideas originated from here.
The opening text on the left side occupied one-sixth of the entire scroll. Apart from the text, the main subject of the drawing was a person.
A bald, nude person without female breasts or male genitalia—a completely androgynous figure.
This person was depicted in great detail; every hair and piece of skin was clearly visible.
With ordinary eyes, nose, and mouth, beyond the gender, this was a person as normal as could be.
He looked like a man and also like a woman.
But although this person was clearly depicted, once you closed your eyes, you would not recall their appearance.
Because it was too "normal."
Like someone you might encounter in everyday life. freewebnσvel.cøm
Someone who could represent anyone and could be replaced by anyone.
The "ten thousand immortals" cultivated by the Myriad Immortals Palace represented such an image.
Circling continuously around this person were countless tiny rings of light.
If you concentrated and touched it with your Divine Soul Strength, you would find in each light ring, a vague reflection of an immortal, all worshiping this androgynous figure.
Ten Thousand Immortals Come to Court!
It was magnificent.
Jiang Wang continuously marveled in his heart.
The scene of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court depicted on the scroll was utterly awe-inspiring. And if it were to become reality... what a terrifying power it would be?
Every part of the body, all cultivated into immortals, and these "ten thousand immortals" would contribute all their strength to you alone.
Jiang Wang was absolutely certain that the scroll he held, The Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court, was a replica. Due to the replicator’s power limitation, many pictures and even the charm of the text could not be conveyed accurately.
First, the opening text, which was akin to Dao script. Under the illumination of Divine Power Light and his far superior Divine Soul Strength compared to other cultivators of his rank, Jiang Wang could vaguely understand their meaning. But he could not be sure if what he understood was the complete true meaning.
The replicator clearly lacked the ability to write in such script and only copied the strokes, missing the true essence of Dao script.
True Dao script, whether you were literate or illiterate, wise or foolish, allowed you to grasp its meaning upon seeing it.
These opening words were enough; in Jiang Wang’s view, their greatest value lay in expanding the bounds of his imagination, allowing him to glimpse the magnificent cultivation landscape of the Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court.
The essence of this scroll should be the "ten thousand immortals."
If Jiang Wang was not mistaken, each immortal shadow depicted on the scroll represented a method of cultivation—transforming a part of the body into "immortal."
But no matter how much Jiang Wang tried to feel them, those immortal shadows only bore faint traces of charm and did not provide genuine feedback.
Only the shadows corresponding to the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose had a relatively stronger aura.
He guessed that the original replicator had practiced the secret techniques corresponding to these four parts. From this, it could be speculated that the replicator might have been a descendant of the Myriad Immortals Palace—perhaps in the chaos of the palace’s destruction, this person hurriedly replicated the sect’s treasures and then fled. The replicator might not have been alone, and more than one copy of this scroll might exist. In the long passage of time, one copy had ended up in Jiang Wang’s hands.
These things could be imagined. What was unimaginable was which formidable power could have destroyed the Myriad Immortals Palace that was capable of creating the miraculous cultivation spectacle of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court!
Jiang Wang subconsciously recalled the two blood characters that wore down the body-binding chains—Dao Zei (Dao Thief)!
Dismissing these distracting thoughts and returning to the scroll itself, although the aura of those four immortal shadows was relatively strong, they still could not precisely convey the message that the original replicator had intended to leave.
Perhaps the copyist’s cultivation was far from proficient, unable to truly replicate the inheritance, or perhaps, over the long stretch of time, it had gradually dissipated...
In any case, experiencing these four Immortal phantoms could glean some fragments of inspiration, but it was impossible to obtain concrete cultivation methods.
It’s no wonder that after the Five Immortal Sect had inherited this diagram for so long, all they managed was a set of haphazard Dao Techniques.
The so-called form, sound, smell, taste, and touch—among these, "touch" in the Five Immortals was probably cobbled together by the ancestors of the Sect, both to fit into the sensory system and to distance it from the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, avoiding disaster.
Jiang Wang held the "Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court," momentarily at a loss for words. freёwebnovel.com
Was it a treasure? Certainly. Merely in terms of its ability to expand the boundaries of cultivation, saying it was worth a fortune wasn’t an exaggeration.
Those four intensely charismatic Immortal phantoms were also extremely valuable. If one could fully comprehend them, perhaps the four methods of cultivation could be replicated—but the question was, how could one fully grasp them? When could they do it?
Those inspirations were too fragmented; inherited by the Five Immortal Sect over so many years and passed down through generations, they still hadn’t figured out the rhyme or reason!
Although Jiang Wang was very confident in himself, he didn’t believe he could match the achievements of several generations on his own.
To put it bluntly, this "Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court" was merely an eye-opener! There wasn’t a single usable cultivation method. If there were, they were like pies drawn on a sheet, hanging far out of reach. Desired, but unseen.
Moreover, it was a copy!
Clashing with "Hell Has No Door" over this chart was definitely not worth it.
However, Jiang Wang didn’t plan to regret his decision.
For one, managed well, he might not clash with "Hell Has No Door." Secondly, not everything in this world can be measured in terms of whether it is worth it or not.
When leaders and elders of the Five Immortal Sect on the Tian Ya Platform came forward to support him, he appreciated this kindness.
The protection he and Zhongxuan Sheng had promised, though under the pressure of Diao Hai Building, pertained to safeguarding the Five Immortal Sect but not its other grudges.
But the destruction of the Five Immortal Sect was already a fact.
Jiang Wang sighed softly, slowly rolling up the chart.
Fan Qingqing, who had been observing him for a long time, suddenly asked, "Lord, can you understand this chart?"
Being a fellow Neifu Cultivator, she had not been able to strip away Divine Skills, and her Divine Soul Strength was also very average; she had always been confused by this chart. Even within a treasure mountain, she didn’t realize its true value.
"The ’Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court,’ " Jiang Wang casually said, "Although it’s a copy, it is still extremely valuable."
Fan Qingqing felt a profound respect, almost like looking up at a lofty mountain.
Truly a prodigy of a great nation! Within her own Five Immortal Sect, despite several generations working together, only some had speculated that this chart might not be genuine, but they couldn’t confirm it.
Now Jiang Wang had confirmed it after just a few glances!
How broad must the knowledge of these top prodigies be?
With a heart full of reverence, Fan Qingqing took out an exquisite Yu Ce from the storage box and handed it to Jiang Wang, "This contains some insights and reflections of our ancestors; summarized by generations of Sect Leaders and elders—it might give you some inspiration."
For someone like her, a seasoned Neifu Cultivator, it was almost impossible to trust someone unreservedly. There might be one or a few such people, but they, too, had disappeared with the Five Immortal Sect.
If Jiang Wang could not understand the "Chart of Ten Thousand Immortals Coming to Court," she might never have shown this so-called experience and insights.
Her sincerity, along with the value shown by Jiang Wang, was gradually demonstrated.
Jiang Wang didn’t feel offended; he fully understood this caution. Fan Qingqing was now like a solitary bird in a cold winter day, where caution was necessary for prolonged survival.
Accepting the Yu Ce, he sincerely said, "Thank you!"
