Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit
Chapter 112 - 89 Dingshan Old Demon: Da Liang - Concluded! [Thanks to ’Sky Prison’ for the 50,000 reward!]_2

Chapter 112: Chapter 89 Dingshan Old Demon: Da Liang Chapter Concluded! [Thanks to ’Sky Prison’ for the 50,000 reward!]_2

Finally, with one decisive breakthrough, I reached the Ninth Layer.

Innate Third Realm — True Essence Realm!

In terms of external skills, tempered and pressured by Sword Qi, my progress is incomparable to the past.

Transforming Strength Bone Marrow Cleansing.

Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound.

The threads of sword qi infiltrate every part of my body, washing my bone marrow, refining my flesh.

Within less than two years after my inner strength breakthrough.

External skills also broke through to the Ninth Layer, finally reaching the realm of Sunx Sihai back then.

Daoist skills emerge from the soul.

Growth of the spirit.

Breaking through from the Seventh Layer to the Eighth Layer, there is still a distance to reach the peak. I cannot rush it, I must proceed slowly and carefully.

...

From the initial incessant progress and breakthroughs, to now the foundation and past accumulations have been exhausted.

Practicing the "Sword Map" has become difficult.

Above Transforming Strength, the paths are many, and I am lost, not knowing which way to tread.

There is still room for progress in Daoist skills.

Unfortunately—

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"There is not much time left!"

Chen Jichuan sat cross-legged outside Dingshan Temple, beneath an old locust tree, with white hair and a weathered face.

At the age of two hundred twenty-two, I switched to "Sword Map."

First, twenty years of sword training, cultivating a single strand of sword qi.

Then, twenty years of focusing on the "Splashed Ink and Striped Cloth Sword Technique," disseminating sword qi, and practicing the first part of the sword technique.

Forty years have passed quietly.

Chen Jichuan is already two hundred sixty-two years old, with a bone age of one hundred forty years.

A lifetime of cultivation.

A lifetime of battle.

Killing with Daoist skills, killing with martial arts, killing with swordsmanship.

Injuries were inevitable.

To live to one hundred forty years was no easy feat, Chen Jichuan was already satisfied. Not to mention, his achievements in this lifetime were remarkable—

Name: Chen Jichuan[The Second]

Age: 262 (140)

Immortal Rank: None

Official Position: None

Level: 9

Talent: Creation·Insight

Cultivation Technique: Sword Map (Ninth Layer), Chen’s 72 Skills (Ninth Layer), Taiyin Refining Body Technique (Eighth Layer), Primordial Skill (Seventh Layer)

Magic: Ancestor Chen’s 48 Techniques, Splashed Ink and Striped Cloth Sword Technique

Copying: Slight

Immortal Devotion: 1

Source Power: 31086

...

Seeing the Immortal Record, Chen Jichuan had no regrets. He stood up, ready to set off back to Dai County.

He came from Dai County, and he must return there in death.

He also wanted to pass down the "Sword Map," recording all he learned and understood in life for future generations.

As time passed, when he returned to the Da Liang World next time, the wisdom developed from generations of martial artists clashing over decades and centuries should bring Chen Jichuan some gains.

This is not reality.

Even if his cultivation techniques are passed on, they pose no threat to his true self, and Chen Jichuan was naturally not stingy.

Just as, in the Great Yann World, he realized the dark strength and passed on its key points to others.

Chen Jichuan rose.

Suddenly.

He turned his head to look at the old locust tree beside him, a change in his expression, and he exercised the ’Insight Skill,’ laughing instantly, "What a coincidence."

As his voice fell.

The gnarled trunk of the old locust tree revealed a transformation, and upon closer inspection, it surprisingly resembled human facial features. The eyes were lively, and the mouth moved, with an aged voice saying, "Please, Immortal Chen, save my life!"

Name: None (Locust Tree Spirit)

Age: 1006 (1)

Level: 7

Talent: Old Tree Root (7)

Magic: Splashed Ink and Striped Cloth Sword Technique

...

"A thousand-year-old tree has become a spirit."

Chen Jichuan looked at the old locust tree and couldn’t help but sigh.

This locust tree grew for a thousand years without developing spiritual wisdom. Until I came and was about to leave, it was awakened, becoming a spirit monster.

For twenty years at Dingshan Temple, Chen Jichuan practiced martial arts and swordsmanship every day beneath this old locust tree. Twenty years passed, and unexpectedly, the "Splashed Ink and Striped Cloth Sword Technique" was learned by this old locust tree.

There was some destiny involved.

"Alright then."

"Since you’ve provided me shade for twenty years, I shall save you this once."

Chen Jichuan smiled.

"Thank you, Immortal Chen!"

The locust tree spirit rejoiced.

Having grown for a thousand years, although it just awakened spiritual wisdom, it also had instincts to know about the various events that had occurred around Dingshan. It knew that whenever spirit monsters or ghosts formed, practitioners of Demon Suppression would come to slay them, and they often met a tragic end.

The locust tree spirit was afraid.

It naturally did not want to become a spirit.

Only today, seeing that Chen Jichuan was leaving, did its consciousness awaken. Knowing Chen Jichuan’s power and fearing that others might pursue it, it sought his help.

"You need not thank me."

"Just make sure not to harm others with your abilities, or the disciples of Baozhi Forest and Immortal Temple will be the first to not spare you!"

Chen Jichuan waved his hand, his tone initially gentle, then becoming severe and threatening.

Frightening the locust tree spirit into swaying its branches, hastily saying, "I don’t dare harm anyone, I don’t dare."

"It is best not to go back on your word."

Chen Jichuan admonished again, then fell silent, stepping the Gang Step beneath the tree, performing incantations: "Hidden body, true hidden body, hidden in True Martial General, left hand controls three souls, right hand controls seven spirits, where to hide, hidden at the sea bed of Poluo, the sky covers the earth, the earth covers the sky, part clouds and see the blue sky, a thousand evil practitioners cannot find it, ten thousand evil practitioners cannot achieve it, if any evil practitioner finds it, the heavenly thunder will strike and turn to dust, solemnly invoking Southern Dipper Six Stars, Beidou Seven Stars, I invoke the Pharaoh Immortal Master urgently as the law commands."

The incantation rose and fell.

The locust tree spirit felt as if a layer of gauze was draped over itself, the original nakedness dispelled, the previous sense of exposure and danger instantaneously disappeared.

"This is the ’Hidden Body Technique,’ as long as one’s Daoist state doesn’t surpass mine, even if they come before you, they cannot discern your spirit monster nature."

"I will also pass on to you the ’Soul Extraction Spell,’ when you feel you can protect yourself, extract the three souls and seven spirits on your own."

Chen Jichuan opened his mouth, reciting a chant again, imparting the keys and secrets.

"Thank you, Immortal Chen!"

The locust tree spirit bowed its branches, giving another round of thanks.

Chen Jichuan looked at the locust tree spirit, thinking though it might not harm humans, it can’t be guaranteed that someone won’t come to harm it.

In that case, without it being malevolent, it’s life would be lost unjustly.

This doesn’t align with his intentions.

Thinking this through.

He took a branch from the top and formed it into a sword with his finger, sword qi spurting as he wrote quickly, inscribing four big characters ’Baozhi Forest Chen.’

Addressing the locust tree spirit, he said, "If any Daoist or monk comes to attack you, show them these characters, explaining our relationship. If they still insist on killing you, then hit back. I’ve been sheltering some little ghosts in Dingshan Temple, none of whom harm humans, all powerless lonely souls. I had wished to take them back to Dai County, but with the long journey and being far from home, I could not bear it. In the future, you can offer some protection, keep the good ghosts and rid of the evil ones, remember this well."

"I will remember it all."

The locust tree spirit shook its branches, as if nodding.

Chen Jichuan addressed the locust tree spirit again, "I’ve left many books and Daoist rolls in Dingshan Temple. You can study them when idle, to enhance yourself. Perhaps one day you may shed the spirit monster form and transform into a human, to see the beauty of the human world."

Having said this.

Chen Jichuan no longer lingered, taking his sword and making his way down the mountain, leaving Guo County, straight to Meishan Prefecture.

...

The seventh year of Da Xiang’s Yuanfeng.

Baozhi Forest founder, the first temple master of Immortal Temple, ’Ancestor Chen’ Chen Jichuan, ascended to immortality at the age of three hundred twenty-eight, at the West Slope of Mount Qian.

In the same year.

There was a locust tree spirit in Dingshan, Guo County, proficient in swordsmanship, claiming to be a disciple of Ancestor Chen.

Due to gathering dozens of ghostly beings at Dingshan Temple, people feared it and thus called it—

Dingshan Old Demon.

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