Chapter 291 - Chapter 291: Chapter 228 Reborn – Third Update – Please Subscribe

Chapter 291: Chapter 228 Reborn – Third Update – Please Subscribe

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Pei Xuanjing sat atop the mountaintop, surrounded by nine palaces and eight trigrams formed by the magical array designed with the mysterious iron lightning rods.

Continuous spring thunders roared in the sky above, resounding with flashes of lightning. Countless thunder powers struck the long spear made of the mysterious iron.

In an instant, the lightning followed the framework of the mysterious iron, branching into the iron wires, swirling like shining silver snakes before plunging into the earth.

Countless flickering purple-blue lightning exuded a dangerous aura, surging around Pei Xuanjing.

Inside Pei Xuanjing’s body, his Innate Thunder Gang Qi rapidly circulated, interweaving with the flickering lightning.

This was Pei Xuanjing’s sixteenth day refining his body here.

From the beginning, Pei Xuanjing, much like atop Shenxiao Mountain, was positioned outside the array, using the thunder power to refine and spiritualize his body.

However, he discovered that spring thunder was different from summer thunder, not only was there less destructive power, but it also had more vitality, much more so than the thunder of summertime.

So, after slow and steady attempts, Pei Xuanjing carefully tested and eventually determined this method of refinement.

He sat there, bare-chested, wearing only short pants. His robust physique, forged like precision steel, sporadically faintly glowed with a purple-blue light.

His body, which originally was so tough that even the Indomitable Thousand Refinement Divine Weapon would struggle to leave a scratch, was now turned completely red, as if it had been boiled in hot water.

Pei Xuanjing gritted his teeth, enduring the intense pain. Countless strands of True Qi were born, circulated, and dissipated inside his body, continuously tempering and strengthening his muscles, bones, and skin.

Bursts of boiling Blood Qi surged, while atop his head flowed an intimidating Blood Qi long river.

He seemed to have transformed into a bottomless black hole, drawing in the faint Heaven and Earth Essence Qi that permeated the surrounding air.

Pei Xuanjing, having cultivated his Divine Soul, was extremely sensitive to his body’s changes. Every strengthening of his muscles, bones, and skin, even the most minute transformation, he could sense.

These subtle changes in his body strength were the motivation that kept Pei Xuanjing going.

With his gathered Soul, he had a strong will beyond mere mortals. Despite the unbearable pain, he still bit his teeth and persevered, showing no impatience. He remained focused and dared not slack off.

No one I-mows how long it took, half an hour, an hour , or two hours, before the thunder finally receded and the lightning concealed itself.

Whew whew whew…

Pei Xuanjing’s once robust body, despite continuously nourished by the Innate Thunder Gang Qi, was still left with countless scars, charred all over.

Squirt!

At this moment, Pei Xuanjing’s resilient skin suddenly gave off a crisp tearing sound.

A crack about an inch long appeared suddenly on his back, along his spine. However, strangely, not a drop of blood flowed from such a long tear, but it revealed the fair skin underneath.

Squirt, squirt…

Similar crisp tearing sounds echoed from various parts of his body.

Then, his original skin pieces fell from his body like dust, revealing new skin underneath.

It was as white as jade, just like a newborn babe.

In an instant, all the wounds on Pei Xuanjing’s body disappeared, his slender and fair body was devoid of any scar, his skin tender as if a newborn baby’s.

“This must be what they call reincarnation!” Pei Xuanjing murmurs, deep in thought.

Only now does he understand the true meaning of reincarnation as described by martial artists of the Upper Three Realms.

The term refers to a physical transformation that martial artists in the Upper Three Realms undergo, from ordinary to extraordinary. It is commonly understood as refining the true intent of martial arts and purifying the Blood Qi to achieve this transformation.

Wrong!

Pei Xuanjing knows that reincarnation is not merely refining Blood Qi and tempering flesh and skin.

Literal meaning holds the truth behind reincarnation.

Reincarnation implies shedding the old body, the emergence of the Holy Embryo from the old body.

“I have a hunch, if I could reincarnate two more times, I can truly step into Spirit Realm with my physical cultivation,” Pei Xuanjing thought to himself.

At this moment, he has fully enlightened the path going forward, if he could go through two more reincarnations, he could step into the Spirit Realm.

Alas! it seems simple, but it would take time to actually accomplish.

This breakthrough is the culmination of decades of cultivation by Pei Xuanjing.

“To make rapid progress going forward, I would need the help of the simulator,” Pei Xuanjing started calculating in his heart.

If he could use time in the simulator to refine his body and then impose it upon himself, he could complete the reincarnation process in a very short time.

A grab into the void with five fingers, pulling on a distant robe and wearing it, Pei Xuanjing looked down at the ‘old skin’ shed during reincarnation, he slapped it down, countless purple lightning fell and the items were burnt to ashes.

This heavenly and earthly domain is so mysterious, even Pei Xuanjing could not clear its real face, who knows if there are any strange and insidious methods to use these things to harm him, so it’s hest to destrnv them

After all this was accomplished, Pei Xuanjing calculated the date, the royal families should have arrived at Tiandu by now!

At the same time, Wang Boan was also praising his interaction with His Highness Prince Xing to Minister Wang Qiong of Ministry of War.

“Despite Prince Xing’S young age, he is extraordinarily wise… Among the royal family, none could stand comparable to him. According to my observations, his succession to the throne is universally desired, and Great Ming will surely welcome a wise ruler. And thus, the aspiration Your Grace harbors, will certainly be answered.”

Although the interaction was merely for a month, from the perspective of Wang Boan’s insight and wisdom, His Highness Prince Xing is indeed reservedly distinguished, he is considered the first amongst the royals.

Wang Qiong was slightly surprised and couldn’t help but sigh, “To earn such affirmation from you, Wang Boan, this Prince Xing surely wouldn’t be too bad.”

Despite strongly supporting Prince Xing’s succession to the throne, Wang Qiong had never met Prince Xing in person, he merely had a few interactions with the old Prince Xing, or Xing Xianwang.

As a disciple of Confucianism, Wang Qiong adheres to the principle of the ruler as an archetype.

The so-called archetype refers to the emperor serving as a symbol, and the rest of the chores are handled by them, the officials.

In Wang Qiong’s view, looking at the court situation of the current Great Ming Empire, as long as the emperor isn’t a fool or arrogant, the officials could ensure the smooth operation of the Great Ming Empire.

In contrast, if there comes a day when the emperor has to handle things personally, it means that they, the full court of officials, are all incompetent.

Wang Boan knew Wang Qiong’s thoughts very well, he didn’t care about that, instead he asked about another matter: “It seems, Sir, that you have reached an agreement with the Long Life Son?”