Chapter 281: Reincarnation

After all, once a Cultivator forms a Nascent Soul, they gain the qualification to contend with the Heavens. This qualification is extremely precious, but merely having it is not enough. To contend with the Heavens and transcend Reincarnation, one must understand the Heavenly Dao and Reincarnation.

Only by understanding the Laws of Heaven and Earth can one find a Heaven-Defying method within them. This matter is extremely profound; one either understands it or one doesn't, and will never truly understand if they don't.

If one cannot comprehend the Heavenly Dao, then no matter how much Spiritual Qi they absorb, they will always fall into the inferior class. It is like an infant; even if they hold a Sharp Weapon, no matter how sharp it is, if they cannot wield it, it is useless.

Even if they forcefully wield it and injure an enemy, in the end, they will surely be injured by the Sharp Weapon themselves.

And comprehending the Heavenly Dao and gaining a Concept is a power that allows an infant to pick up a Sharp Weapon. This power is the only choice for wielding the Sharp Weapon.

Only by comprehending the Heavenly Dao can one reach the Realm of wielding this Sharp Weapon freely.

Thus, the term Soul Transformation came into being.

Possessing the power to wield a Sharp Weapon naturally far surpasses Mortals, far surpasses other Cultivators, transcending the existence of humans and scholars, leaving only gods.

However, this 'god' is not the deity recorded in ordinary texts, but rather a thought, an inner change, a profound Realm.

It's just that this Realm has similarities with the deities in the texts, and so, gradually, the term Soul Transformation came into existence.

However, merely having power is not enough for an infant. While gaining power can indeed allow them to wield a Sharp Weapon, it cannot last long. After all, an infant's body cannot store too much of this power. Thus, the term Primordial Spirit appeared.

As an infant grows, their body can naturally store more power. This is the Primordial Spirit!

To condense a Primordial Spirit, in addition to a Concept, Divine Sense is also needed. The Concept and Divine Sense combine to form a part of the Nascent Soul, and thus, this 'spirit' naturally appears.

This is the Primordial Spirit!

As for the Sharp Weapon that can be wielded, it is the power of Heaven and Earth. A Soul Transformation Cultivator can wield the power of Heaven and Earth that a Nascent Soul Cultivator cannot control. This is one of the reasons why they are called 'gods'.

And the so-called power of Heaven and Earth, at its root, is precisely the Heavenly Dao Concept. Depending on the Concept each person comprehends and the Laws of Heaven and Earth they understand, the power of Heaven and Earth manifested will also differ.

At this moment, Wang Lin's Primordial Spirit completely understood all these matters. He quietly looked at the land beneath his feet. After a long while, his Primordial Spirit slowly descended and sank into the cliff.

Returning to the Immortal Cave, it slowly merged through the top of Wang Lin's Physical Body, eventually perfectly combining with the Physical Body.

At this moment, all the Spiritual Qi within Wang Lin's body completely disappeared, fusing with his Primordial Spirit.

After a long time, Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were like those of a newborn infant, clearly black and white, carrying a trace of faint Spiritual Qi.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and casually grabbed at the Void Realm. Immediately, a spatial Rift appeared before him, from which gusts of cold wind blew, as if they could extinguish vitality.

This effortless tearing of a Rift, in the past, unless it was within an Ancient God's body, Wang Lin would have needed to circulate all his Spiritual Qi to barely achieve it, even if he could.

And that cold wind, it was the life-extinguishing wind blowing from within the spatial Rift. Nascent Soul Cultivators might be able to resist it, but they would need to use all their strength. As for Core Formation Cultivators, they couldn't resist it at all and would have to avoid it from afar, unless they possessed a Magic Treasure that countered it.

Before Wang Lin reached Soul Transformation, although he wasn't afraid of this wind, he would still feel somewhat uncomfortable. But once he entered the Rift, he still wouldn't be able to withstand it.

This was also why, when those who fought him back then tore open a Rift and fled, Wang Lin dared not pursue them.

But now, this cold wind had no effect on Wang Lin at all. Even if he entered it completely, he would no longer feel any harm.

He smiled slightly, extended his right hand into the Rift, and when he withdrew it, some tiny bright spots appeared in his hand.

Looking at these tiny bright spots, Wang Lin pondered for a moment, then crushed them one by one.

He stood up and walked forward. The stone wall sealing the Immortal Cave opened with rumbling sounds.

Stepping out of the Immortal Cave, Wang Lin immediately saw that in the distance, all the Cultivators of the entire Xuandao Sect were kneeling, staring intently in this direction. Furthermore, in an even more distant direction, some Cultivators from Schools closer to this place were also kneeling on the ground.

Wang Lin's gaze merely swept over, passing over each person. He saw many familiar faces from back then. Suddenly, Wang Lin's gaze paused, falling upon a handsome middle-aged man in a white shirt in the distance.

The moment he saw this person, a happy smile appeared on Wang Lin's lips. He looked at this person carefully a few more times, and his smile grew wider.

“Forty years, reaching Late Stage Foundation Establishment. Very good!” Wang Lin murmured to himself.

The middle-aged man stared at Wang Lin, a trace of bewilderment in his eyes. He felt that he was extremely familiar with this person, but no matter how he thought, he couldn't recall who this person was.

Now, seeing this person looking at him, his mind suddenly shook, as if something was awakening. A scene flashed before his eyes, as if he had once been a fellow disciple with this person… but he immediately shook his head. This idea was too absurd. He took a deep breath and quickly lowered his head.

At this moment, an aged Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator gritted his teeth and flew up, kneeling a hundred zhang away from Wang Lin, and said with a trembling voice, “Senior, are you from our State of Zhao…?”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the surrounding Cultivators held their breath, and the surroundings immediately fell silent. Their gazes, carrying a hint of fanaticism, all turned to Wang Lin. Even the middle-aged man looked up again.

Wang Lin's current appearance, although different from the Evil Star of yesteryear, had an even more distinct aura, so it was no wonder these people didn't recognize him. Even if some were suspicious, they only kept it to themselves and wouldn't voice it.

For a Rank 3 Cultivation Country to become Rank 4, it needs to have a Soul Transformation Cultivator, and this person must be born in that country. A Rank 4 Cultivation Country naturally possesses a Divine Ability that can detect the origin. This Divine Ability is passed down from the Vermilion Bird Country, and unless one's cultivation surpasses the Cultivators of the Vermilion Bird Country, it is difficult to fake.

Moreover, most importantly, this Soul Transformation Cultivator needs to reside in that country continuously for a hundred years before they can report to a Rank 4 Cultivation Country for a re-evaluation of their Rank.

Clearly, this condition was unacceptable to Wang Lin. Hearing the old man's words, Wang Lin was silent for a moment, then calmly said, “I am from this country, but I cannot reside here for a hundred years. My apologies!”

The old man's body trembled, revealing a look of disappointment. Not only him, but all the surrounding Cultivators felt the same.

When expectations are too high, sometimes the disappointment will be greater.

Wang Lin sighed softly, grabbed at the Void Realm with his right hand, and immediately ten light clusters appeared in his palm. He pondered for a moment, then tossed his right hand, and these ten light clusters landed on ten Cultivators around him, merging into them.

These ten Cultivators immediately trembled, their faces showing pain, but this pain did not last too long. After a few breaths, joy immediately surged onto the faces of these ten people.

The white-clothed middle-aged man was one of them!

“Although I cannot reside here, I can give you ten Spiritual Qi Seeds. They will not reduce the difficulty of your cultivation, but they can give you an opportunity. If any of you ten can reach the Late Stage Nascent Soul, I will know, and you may come for guidance once!” Wang Lin said calmly. After speaking, he looked carefully at the white-clothed middle-aged man again, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The Spiritual Qi Seed he left on this person was different from the others; it could save this person's life three times!

After all, these were ten Spiritual Power Seeds condensed from Heaven and Earth by a Soul Transformation Cultivator. Their preciousness was unimaginable.

The middle-aged man stared blankly at Wang Lin. His sense of familiarity with this person grew stronger and stronger, but just as he was about to remember, a sharp pain suddenly struck his mind. This pain grew increasingly intense, already exceeding his limit of endurance. Just then, a warm sensation came from the Spiritual Power Seed he had received, and after this sensation, the pain disappeared.

His body trembled slightly, and he was covered in sweat.

“Don't think about it anymore. When you can reach the Nascent Soul Stage one day, you will naturally recall your past life. Knowing too much now would be a form of suffering for you…” A gentle voice echoed in his heart.

The man was startled. When he looked up, he saw Wang Lin smiling at him.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, looking lingeringly at the land. If there were no accidents, this would be the last time he returned to the State of Zhao before someone reached the Late Stage Nascent Soul!

His body slowly ascended into the sky, gradually disappearing into the horizon. On the ground, all the Cultivators looked up, and in the eyes of the middle-aged man, a look of determination appeared!

“I will definitely reach the Nascent Soul Stage! Definitely!”

Just then, an object suddenly fell from the sky. When everyone looked, it was actually a wooden carving. This wooden carving landed on the peak of Mount Hengyue, merging with the entire mountain. Instantly, the mountain seemed to possess infinite Spiritual Qi.

“This object can protect the State of Zhao from invasion by cultivation Countries of the same Rank three times. Cherish it…” A voice came from afar.

It was Wang Lin, who, remembering the tragic fate of the Four Sects Alliance, did one last thing for the State of Zhao.

In the hundreds of years that followed, this wooden carving saved the entire State of Zhao from one invasion… All the foreign Cultivators on this land had already pushed the State of Zhao Cultivators to a dead end, but at the last critical moment, all the State of Zhao Cultivators came to the foot of this mountain, which was called the Sacred Mountain, and knelt in worship.

Immediately, this Sacred Mountain, amidst the mockery of the foreign Cultivators, emitted a soft light. This light instantly enveloped the entire State of Zhao, and all the foreign Cultivators within it had their mockery frozen… When the light disappeared, these Rank 3 foreign Cultivators all died…—

Is it verbose? It will get better later. On second thought, it does seem a bit verbose… *sweat*, sorry.