Chương 58: Healing formation

Long Feng simply stared at Lord Yi Ming silently. He was a rank five Yang level cultivator and yet he was calling himself incompetent? He was disappointed in himself? How were cultivators at Long Feng's level supposed to react? Lord Yi Ming, noticing Long Feng's silence, smiled widely.

"You may think that I am already strong enough, but you are wrong. You see, this cultivation is a lifetime job. Once you embark upon the path of cultivation, there is no more return for you. You have to keep growing stronger because in this world, You either kill or be killed. That is the law guiding the cultivation world. Weak cultivators are prey to the strong, that is why we all strive for more strength. To the current you, you see me, a Yang level cultivator as an immovable mountain.

Likewise, at my level, I am still suppressed by a Spirit level cultivator. A Spirit level cultivator would also feel inferior to an Imperial level cultivator, and the chain continues on like that to the peak, if there is one." He explained. Long Feng nodded slightly. Lord Yi Ming was right. He understood that to some extent.

"Do you believe in the peak of the Martial cultivation world?" Lord Yi Ming suddenly asked. Long feng was taken aback by the sudden question. He had never really thought of that. His mind slowly drifted to Wu Kong. Perhaps he had believed in the elusive peak of the Martial cultivation ever since he met the boundlessly powerful Wu Kong and the mighty three Dragons, but Lord Yi Ming's question now made him doubtful. Was there really a peak in the martial world? Was there really an end to the cultivation path?

Or at that peak, would another higher realm be revealed again? Similar to a never ending void? If there was a peak, wouldn't Wu Kong have reached that peak or at least touched upon it. And Wu Kong's master should have reached that peak. Even if they both hadn't, they were the closest Long Feng ever knew to it. Yet, Wu Kong's master was dead. If Wu Kong's master had really attained the peak of the cultivation world or close to it, then shouldn't he have attained infinite life? The legendary eternal life?

How could he have died? Long feng felt confused. If there was no end to the path of cultivation, then why even bother to embark upon the path and end up being prey to those stronger than you? Wasn't it a waste of time? Because at the end, there would always be someone ahead of you, a level above you, some realm that you couldn't reach; you could only look up to. You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. Lord Yi Ming's voice brought Long feng back to the present.

"I believe in it." He said slowly. Long feng looked at him, confused. Lord Yi Ming continued "I may not be worth a grain of sand in the vast world of cultivation, but I still believe that there is an end to this path." he spoke distantly.

"You may not understand why I think so now, but you might later." Lord Yi Ming added. He had already completed the healing formation.

"Don't overthink about this. Sit in the center of the formation. The formation's energy will be channeled to your body" he said. Long feng did as he was told and sat in the core of the formation. He felt a warm energy power flow into his body and to his injuries. His mind slowly drifted off into sleep. When Long feng woke up, it was late into the night. He looked around the palace, but Lord Yi Ming was nowhere to be found.

His hands were completely healed and other than the slight soreness lingering around his whole body and arms, he was feeling better. The healing formation had long since ran out of energy and faded away. Slowly, Long feng stood up, walked out of the palace and stared into the night sky filled with millions of bright stars. He sighed, remembering Lord Yi Ming's question.

"Even if there is no peak, there should be someone who stands at the top." Long feng thought. Someone like Wu Kong should definitely be at that top or at least, close to that top. As for him… he was an infinite distance away from that top, that elusive peak. Long feng's mind drifted to the three dragons within his dantian. They were definitely related to Wu Kong and had something to do with Wu Kong's master. The questions were, why him? Why not someone else? How was everything related to him?

What was the mysterious symbol? Who was Wu Kong exactly? What were three Three Dragons? And most especially, what were the fragmented scenes and images he saw when breaking through to the Yin realm? Especially the scene of the man on a throne. That was the third time. It couldn't be a coincidence. His birth was filled with mystery. He suddenly thought about his real parents a s he felt complex emotions, wondering if they were still alive or not. Sighing, Long feng's mind drifted again to Yan Jian and Li yu'er.

Both of them with their peculiar abilities and traits. Yan Jian, the ever cheerful person with the powerful bundle of flames within his dantian that represented his dormant flame bloodline. Then there was Li yu'er, cold and uncommunicative with the mysterious entity within her dantian.

"You have woken up?" A voice asked behind him. It was Lord Yi Ming. Long feng turned around.

"Master!" He clasped his fist. Lord Yi Ming nodded.

"How has your soul cultivation been?" He asked.

"Yes Master. I have attained the rank one heaven layered soul" Long feng replied, remembering this achievement and pushing every other thought to the back of his mind. Lord Yi Ming's smile froze. He stared at Long feng sharply.

"You have what?" He asked, unable to believe his ears. Long feng released a wisp of his soul power for Lord Yi Ming to sense. It was emanating the aura of a rank one heaven layered soul! Lord Yi Ming thought that Long feng was merely joking, but sensing his soul power, he was lost for words. It took him three years of continuous practice to reach the rank one heaven layer! The total years it took him to reach the rank one saint layer was fourty three years!

Although he hadn't expected Long feng to take that long, he still thought he would take at least one year. Yet now? It wasn't even up to a few months. This was a mind blogging news. If the Mortal heaven sect master was to hear of this, he would probably be excited as well and go to any means to raise Long feng into a powerful soul cultivator!

"Master? Are you alright?" Long feng asked, noticing that Lord Yi Ming seemed lost in his thoughts.

"I... I am fine. I am fine" Lord Yi Ming replied, staring at Long feng thoughtfully.

"With this speed, you will soon catch up with even me. You must try harder. Put more effort into it." he said.

"You are flattering me master. I managed to make a lucky breakthrough, that is all. I never tempered my soul power continuously as you mentioned." Long feng replied. That was the truth. When he made his breakthrough in his soul cultivation, he hadn't yet had the opportunity to revolve the Infinite Immortal Soul formula even once. The only reason he broke through was due to him severely overdrawing his soul power.

"That doesn't change anything. Luck is a part of your destiny" Lord Yi Ming replied.

"Now, the Mortal heaven sect has three Soul cultivators to represent them at the province competition." He added. Long feng's interest was piqued.

"Soul cultivators?" He asked.

"Yes. The province competition is not as simple as you think. The Jianhai clan organized the competition so as to pick the best cultivators in this province to represent the Jianhai Province in the real province competition. The province competition is a competition between all seven provinces in this Continent to decide the strongest province. Soul cultivators also have their own separate competition." Lord Yi Ming said. Long feng was quite surprised. A competition between the juniors of the entire continent!

That would explain it all. It made more sense as well, instead of a meaningless battle that has no purpose.

"Would the Yihua Clan also send their juniors to represent their province?" He asked. The Yihua Clan was the strongest clan, and also the overlord of the entire continent. No power dared to go against the authority of the Yihua Clan. The name Yihua clan was a great deterrence to many people.

"Yes. The Jianhai clan would also participate in it." Lord Yi Ming replied. Long Feng instantly felt his blood boiling. How strong would the Yihua clan's geniuses be? He immediately wanted to join the competition and battle against the top juniors of the whole continent.