PMG Chapter 2008: Holy Spirit Natural Godly Skill
Lin Feng took Qiu Yue Xin back to the Tianci Dynasty.
At that moment, in his spirit world, Qiu Yue Xin was stunned by the landscapes. She looked at Lin Feng and said, “Where are we?”
“My world,” said Lin Feng calmly.
“What do you intend to do?” They were in a boundless flatland.
“I know that you haven’t fundamentally changed, only your Dao embryo has changed. I know you’re not completely autonomous. Empress Xi can influence you, a part of you is Empress Xi. I will not let you off until the imprint Empress Xi put in your body is completely gone, and your Emotionlessness Dao is destroyed. Only then will you be Qiu Yue Xin,” said Lin Feng solemnly.
He raised his hand and the former site of Tiantai appeared, all eighty-one palaces. One palace was where he had lived back in the day.
Lin Feng released his godly awareness, which contained threads of immortal strength. They turned into memories. Lin Feng and Qiu Yue Xin’s silhouettes appeared there. They looked very close to one another.
Lin Feng turned around and waved his hand again. Many images appeared all around them, including the numerous times when Lin Feng used to provoke Qiu Yue Xin in the small world, the many times they battled, and so on.
Lin Feng, Meng Qing, Qiu Yue Xin, the three of them in the water, or when they were in Emperor Yu’s world.
Lin Feng waved his hand again. Xuan Yuan appeared, Tian Long Divine Castle’s people.
No matter where Qiu Yue Xin looked, she was surrounded by familiar memories. Qiu Yue Xin’s emotionlessness strength kept pulsing around her, and she was shaking.
“She had a life, friends, a family, and now Empress Xi, you want to destroy her. How could I let you?” said Lin Feng grimly. The last scene which appeared was when they were outside the Moon Imperial Palace, when Lin Feng looked crushed and devastated. Qiu Yue Xin had tears in her eyes.
“You’re crying, you’re still Yue Xin. How could you be emotionless?” said Lin Feng, smiling gently. He slowly walked towards her. Qiu Yue Xin stared at him, but she didn’t stop him. Lin Feng hugged her tight as she shivered.
“Yue Xin, you will always stay with me from now on.” Lin Feng put his hands under her clothes and caressed her skin. She was so cold, but his movements were warm…
“No…” Qiu Yue Xin released emotionless strength.
Lin Feng moved back, and as he left he said, “Yue Xin, be persistent. You’re not Empress Xi, you’re you. Remove the emotionlessness imprints in your body.”
Lin Feng disappeared from there. She was left surrounded by all those memories. Qiu Yue Xin looked around and sat down. As she watched those scenes, she began to smile.
After Lin Feng left, he created some clones. He went to Xue Yue and sat down cross-legged on the Blue Uptala Lotus. He also appeared in another place, an ancient battlefield. There was a Saint which had interesting methods, his punches could turn into Holy Spirits, they could modify the earth and sky around them. Each time he punched out, things changed around him, the punches could turn into immortal strength.
“Is that a Holy Spirit Natural Godly Skill? He can modify his surroundings as he wishes, he’s in perfect fusion with the earth and sky,” murmured Lin Feng. The Holy Spirit Natural Godly Skill had been created by the Holy Spirit Dynasty’s Ancestor. He had created it using his blood and a very advanced understanding of cultivation. His Holy Spirits had lives. He condensed them to release a terrifying strength, stealing the power of earth and heaven to condense strength. When his strength surged out, he could control his surroundings and kill people.
When cultivators transcended worldliness and attained holiness, they had a perfect understanding of their own path, and could create skills, techniques, spells, and write ancient scriptures. They had almost unlimited powers. When Lin Feng had been on the Holy Way Stage and sat down on the Holy Imperial Throne, he had seen the Saints’ battle, and he had also obtained the Holy Spirit Dynasty’s Saint’s skill.
The Saints were terrifying, thought Lin Feng. The Saints’ battle was a precious treasure for cultivators. It would help them to understand cultivation even better. If great emperors knew he had such memories, they would immediately think of stealing them from him. No wonder the Holy Spirit Dynasty didn’t want to give them up.
There was also a sword cultivator on the ancient battlefield. He used Kasyapa sword attacks, and in a flash, everything around him was attacked. He looked like a terrifying killer, and all the Saints feared him. Ancient sword cultivators were incredible, they had all broken free from the Great Dao.
Lin Feng studied the battle thoughtfully. If he condensed Holy Spirits using the Holy Spirit Natural Godly Skill, what kind of Holy Spirits would he use?
The Ancestor of the Holy Spirit Dynasty had 33,000 small Holy Spirits and 137 great Holy Spirits, his attacks were awesome.
“If I manage to condense Holy Spirits using sword cultivation and several sorts of cosmic energies, I could carry out terrifying sword attacks!” murmured Lin Feng. Back then, when he was a Zun cultivator, he could condense several sorts of abstruse energies to carry out terrifying sword attacks. However, after having broken through to the Huang Qi layer, it had become difficult to make cosmic energies fuse together properly. Using the Holy Spirit Natural Godly Skill, maybe it would become possible!
Using Holy Spirits, maybe he would be able to condense cursing, demon, and death Holy Spirits using his Celestial Evolution Holy Scriptures!
Lin Feng started meditating in seclusion and practicing the Saint’s skills and techniques.
In the outside world, some incredible things had happened. Many people came to the Tianci Dynasty to fight against him. Lin Feng had been on the Holy Imperial Throne and the news had spread everywhere. Many geniuses wanted to see if Lin Feng was as strong as they were. They wanted to compare themselves with someone who had the potential to become a peerless cultivator someday!
At the same time, in the Holy Spirit Dynasty, someone was waiting in a beautiful room. A strong cultivator of the Holy Spirit Dynasty was at the door and said, “You’re the best person. You’re outstanding! Your children will be extremely talented!”
“Piss off!” snarled an icy voice from inside. “We’ve never agreed on such a thing. Disappear!”
“Why are you being like that?” asked the strong cultivator, unwilling to give up. He continued, “He’s extremely talented, he’s been on Holy Way Stage and sat down on the Holy Imperial Throne, nobody has ever managed to do that before! He’s handsome, determined, and everything! He’s a great young man! As a medium-level emperor, he defeated Ji Chang and he is backed up by Shi Jue Lao Xian! Many women dream of having such a man. He’ll become a Saint someday! Asking you to become his woman isn’t a humiliation, is it?”
“I told you to piss off!” the voice shot back icily.
“Please think about it. I’ll come back to you. I can’t wait to see the children you’ll have with Lin Feng,” said that person before leaving.
The unseen woman called out, “Wait!”
“Did you change your mind?” asked the strong cultivator of the Holy Spirit Dynasty, turning back slightly.
“What was his name, you said?” asked the person inside, but she still sounded icy.
“Lin Feng, from the Holy City, Champion University!” answered the old man.