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Chapter 54 - 54 The Heavenly Book
Chapter 54 - 54 The Heavenly Book
Chapter 54: Chapter 54 The Heavenly Book
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“Are you willing to trade?”
Feng Qing’an, who possessed two different perspectives, glanced at the overflowing bookshelf in his room. After a brief hesitation, he agreed.
“Trade!”
The books that his elder brother, Feng Qingping, wrote in his early years were each an unattainable treasure. This was evident from Black Mountain being able to traverse the mountains solely with seven books.
However, precisely because they were so special, it was difficult to measure their value with ordinary things.
But, if this mountain god were to offer his breathing method, attained through comprehending all things in the universe, in exchange, it seemed to be a fair deal. In some sense, Feng Qing’an even profited from it. After all, the number of books his elder brother left him was overwhelming, filling up an entire bookshelf.
“I am just unsure of how many books the revered god would require to impart the cultivation breathing method to Black Mountain?
Upon hearing his question, the scholar in a green gown immediately raised his hand and extended a finger.
“Ten books?”
Feng Qing’an asked tentatively, his heart stirring with excitement. This number was quite manageable for him, as there were at least twenty books in every section of his bookshelf. “One book!”
The mountain god calmly replied. “One book!?”
Feng Qing’an was somewhat in disbelief.
Would he truly trade the breathing method, which he deduced from observing the movements of the universe, the sun, the moon, the stars for an entire Jiazi, just for one measly book?
“That is enough!”
The mountain god got up and walked over to Black Mountain, who was both excited and a little anxious. It had heard the entire conversation between its master and the mountain god, which made it quite nervous. “Among these seven books, may I pick one at will?”
“May the revered god please do so!”
Even at this moment, Feng Qing’an still didn’t quite believe it. It felt like a
dream.
Just then, his glance fell upon a white wolf crouched in the clouds. It was almost integrated with the flowing clouds due to its fur. Observing its unintentionally revealed expressions, Feng Qing’an began to feel something was amiss.
Contempt? Disdain?
Feng Qing’an could hardly describe the expression that momentarily crossed the face of the great demon. Very quickly, it reverted to the indifference he had seen at first, without showing much emotion.
“I will take this ‘The Teachings of the Sage’ then!”
The elegant scholar from Green Mountain drew a book from his bag. This coarse, yellow-paged book, which would be considered ordinary among mortals, was treasured like a precious gem by the mountain god. After a brief look, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and he proceeded to tuck the book into his sleeve.
Then, the mountain god turned his gaze to Black Mountain, who seemed rather nervous. With his gaze as serene as a placid lake, he observed Black Mountain. Gradually, under his gaze, Black Mountain started to relax.
His warm hand gently rested on its head. Black Mountain, whose head was being touched by someone other than Feng Qing’an for the first time, felt uncomfortable. But before it could react, an indescribable force began to sway its willpower.
At that moment, it felt as if it could see the whole world. As if the stars were falling from heaven and the earth was springing forth golden lotuses. A vision of the entire universe filled Black Mountain’s sight. When it snapped out of its wonder, it saw Feng Qing’an, his face grim.
“Revered god!”
Feng Qing’an was unsure how to describe his feelings at that moment.
Because of the connection through the Soul Contract, he could also see a bit of what happened when the mountain god was imparting the method to Black Mountain. Having glimpsed this, Feng Qing’an understood what the white wolf’s expression meant.
Was the breathing method, which the mountain god had comprehended from observing everything in the world, good or bad?
Of course, it was good. It was incredibly profound. So profound it was like reading a heavenly script!
In layman’s terms, it was incomprehensible!
Feng Qing’an could sense Black Mountain’s feelings. At this moment, it was overwhelmed, feeling a faint despair. It didn’t understand the cultivation breathing techniques at all. It simply didn’t understand!
Feng Qing’an had also experienced this kind of despair. One beautifully sunny afternoon, he accidentally dropped his writing brush. When he picked it back up, he then understood what it meant to behold a heavenly script.
And at this moment, Black Mountain’s despair was far greater than what he had once felt because it couldn’t even recognize characters. It had just learned to understand human speech, so although it had seen every technique the Mountain God taught, it wasn’t able to comprehend them at all.
“No need to be anxious. My method cannot be comprehended in three to five years. As it grows older and witnesses more things, it will naturally understand. Perhaps there will be a moment of sudden realization, fully comprehending everything that I have imparted.”
The mountain god glanced thoughtfully at Feng Qing’an and Black Mountain, then spoke with a laugh.
“Of course, if you’re still unsatisfied, you can seek a trade with the white wolf lord. Its bloodline is more noble than mine was back then. Its ancestors have left more than one set of breathing methods in their bloodline!”
The White wolf Lord!
Feng Qing’an turned his gaze towards the majestic white wolf. The white wolf, meeting his gaze, refused coldly. “I do not need human books!”
“No you do!”
At this moment, the mountain god interjected, overriding the refusal.
“You’re right, I do need one!”
Facing the mountain god, the white wolf respectfully bowed its head. Then it raised its head again and looked at Feng Qing’an.
“My ancestor embedded three breathing methods into our bloodline. Can they be traded for a book?”
“Of course, they can!”
There was nothing to hesitate about here. Feng Qing’an immediately agreed.
With his consent, the white wolf approached Black Mountain. When they got close, the drastic contrast in their sizes caused a strong visual impact. Black Mountain’s size was almost insignificant compared to even the white wolf’s claw.
“You lucky fellow! ”
Looking at Black Mountain, the white wolf had to admit one thing.
It had been in the mountains for seven hundred years, and had seen countless wild wolves similar to Black Mountain. Even among the demon wolves, it had seen hundreds, if not thousands. But none of them had been as lucky as Black Mountain—first being taught by the mountain god, and then receiving an inherited imprint from its bloodline.
Thinking of this, the white wolf’s gaze towards Black Mountain has unavoidably changed. Among demons, those with ancient bloodlines were indeed honoured, but bloodline wasn’t everything.
Take this mountain god, for example, who was originally just a white snake. Even though it had turned into a demon, it didn’t learn the breathing method from its bloodline. This, however, did not prevent it from becoming the Dominator of this vast mountain range.
“Don’t waste this opportunity!”
Having said that, the white wolf lowered its head. An overwhelming surge of spiritual light erupted, enveloping Black Mountain completely. The round moon hidden behind the dark clouds revealed itself. It turned bright and clear, like a jade disk.
For once, Black Mountain gained something. It saw a massive wolf towering grandly over the green mountain, howling towards the moon.
Endless essence of stars and moon fell like a shower from the sky, pouring into the enormous mouth of the wolf. The night sky turned dark instantly.
From outside, Feng Qing’an saw thin silver threads of starlight pouring down, merging into Black Mountain’s body..