Chapter 264 - 263: Spiritual Clothing! Spirit-level Sewing Master
Chapter 264: Chapter 263: Spiritual Clothing! Spirit-level Sewing Master
Zhu Ge did not retreat.
The silvery-red light on the Purgatory Star Rod flared. He smashed it down, colliding head-on with the insectoid shadow.
"BOOM—"
A shockwave erupted, forcing Zhu Ge back several steps. The Sword Qi tore several gashes in his robes.
However, his strike had also shattered the Insect Moon Daoist’s shadow, which dissipated into specks of green light.
Zhu Ge glanced down at his arm.
Beneath the tears in his robes, faint golden dragon-scale patterns had appeared on his skin, absorbing the last vestiges of the Sword Qi’s power.
There were only a few shallow white marks; his skin wasn’t even broken.
The Insect Moon Daoist also noticed the golden patterns, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Sir, your Body Refining Technique... is truly unique."
"Again?" Zhu Ge tightened his grip on the Purgatory Star Rod.
The Insect Moon Daoist shook his head and sheathed his sword. "There’s no need. I have witnessed your strength, sir. If we continue, I surely cannot win."
Zhu Ge gave a slight nod.
The Insect Moon Daoist cupped his fists again. "Now that I have witnessed Mister Zhu Ge’s prowess, I shall continue my journey south. Farewell."
"Be safe."
"You too."
...
That spar, which had ended before either party was harmed, had been quite interesting.
Zhu Ge now had quite a few combat methods at his disposal, and honing each one would be beneficial to his cultivation.
After the Insect Moon Daoist left, he placed the Purgatory Star Rod on the carriage.
The next moment, the giant egg’s soul emerged from his body and attached itself to the Purgatory Star Rod.
The Purgatory Star Rod floated up from the carriage.
"CLANG."
With a moment of inattention, the Purgatory Star Rod Zhu Ge was trying to spirit-bind suddenly fell.
True Monarch Minmian, who was nearby, glanced over before rolling over to go back to sleep.
However, he had a cold and his nose was stuffed, so he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"CLANG!"
"CLANG!"
"CLANG!!"
"To spirit-bind a Spiritual Artifact, you need Divine Sense!" True Monarch Minmian shot up, saying irritably,
"I can’t sleep as it is, and now you’re making all this racket! Have some respect for the elderly, will you? I’m over two thousand years old, and I can’t even get a wink of sleep."
"Hehe," Zhu Ge scratched his head. "Oh, so I need Divine Sense!"
’So that’s how it is!’
’As expected, a single word of guidance can save me from taking so many detours.’
He was learning the spirit-binding methods of the Immortal Dao.
But the books never said a soul couldn’t spirit-bind a Spiritual Artifact, so he had assumed it was possible!
Resigned, True Monarch Minmian flopped back down to sleep.
Zhu Ge, on the other hand, began practicing the Thunder Manipulation Technique.
The Immortal Dao wasn’t just about killing enemies with flying swords; it also involved all sorts of Magic.
Among the Immortal Dao Techniques he was learning, the Thunder Skill was the most ferocious and powerful.
"RUMBLE..."
Dark clouds gathered in the sky.
True Monarch Minmian, who had just lain down, sat up again. He shot Zhu Ge a fierce glare, then flopped back down huffily and pulled the blanket over his head.
But right now, Zhu Ge had no time to worry about True Monarch Minmian.
His hands were forming a Technique seal, all the Spiritual Power in his body flowing into them. As he formed the seal, he traced a series of profound patterns.
After a few more seals, his hands suddenly stopped. He then let out a soft cry:
"O brilliant blue sky, be commanded by thunder!"
The next moment, a bolt of lightning appeared not far away. It shot down from the dark clouds and struck a mountaintop, sending dust and stones flying.
"Whoa!!"
Liu Jianjian turned to Zhu Ge in surprise. "Master, is that the Thunder Skill?"
Hearing this, Zhu Ge replied helplessly, "Yes."
Before Liu Jianjian could say another word, Mazhu snorted and said with a chuckle, "What a weak Thunder Skill."
Liu Jianjian nodded in agreement.
Zhu Ge was speechless.
’It really is weak!’
He currently only had the Cultivation of the Early-Stage First Realm of Immortal Cultivation. Just to call down one lightning bolt, he had to spend a long time forming seals.
And the resulting bolt looked no different from the lightning in a regular thunderstorm.
Any ordinary Second Realm cultivator could block a bolt like that, and even if they couldn’t, they could easily escape it.
All in all, it was far too weak.
But this was normal. The beginning is always the hardest.
He only had a First Realm Immortal Dao Cultivation. It should be much better once he reached the Second Realm and Third Realm.
’Time to try the Array...’ The thought crossed Zhu Ge’s mind.
The rice-grain-sized Array Star in his Dantian trembled slightly.
He closed his eyes and immersed his Heart Spirit into the Array Star. Following the method from the >, he used the Array Star as a foundation and Spiritual Qi as thread to sketch Array Patterns around the carriage.
The Array Patterns weren’t drawn on paper, but in the air, sketched with Spiritual Qi and anchored by the Array Star.
Although Zhu Ge’s Spiritual Qi was only at the First Realm, his Spiritual Power far surpassed others at his level.
He hadn’t been tempering himself with the Thunder Sound Divine Refining Technique for long, but his innate perception was excellent, and now it was even sharper than many Third Realm cultivators.
He carefully sketched the first Array Pattern. The Spiritual Qi condensed in the air into a thin, silver thread that extended from the Array Star and circled the carriage once.
’It’s done.’
A second, a third, a fourth.
With each new Array Pattern, the Array Star shone a little brighter, and the air above the carriage distorted a little more.
’This is pretty tiring...’ Beads of sweat formed on Zhu Ge’s forehead, but he gritted his teeth and continued sketching.
It took him a full hour to sketch all thirty-six Array Patterns.
"Done!"
Zhu Ge opened his eyes and clapped his hands together. The Array Star shook violently.
The thirty-six Array Patterns lit up simultaneously, forming a pale silver curtain of light around the carriage.
The light curtain wasn’t large, just big enough to envelop the entire carriage like an overturned bowl.
"Hm... is it done?" Zhu Ge was a little uncertain.
He tried poking the Purgatory Star Rod toward the curtain of light.
The moment the tip of the rod touched the curtain, a gentle force bounced it back.
It wasn’t a hard rebound, but a tension like the surface of water—the harder he pushed, the stronger the rebound.
Liu Jianjian came over curiously and touched the light curtain. "Huh? It’s soft, like water."
"Try punching it," Zhu Ge said with a smile.
Liu Jianjian didn’t hold back, smashing a fist into the light curtain.
"BANG—" The light curtain dented, then snapped back violently, repelling Liu Jianjian’s fist. "What a strong rebound."
As she spoke, Demon Qi erupted from her hand. With a single punch, the Array shattered completely.
Even so, Zhu Ge was still satisfied.
This Trapping Array might not have any offensive power yet, but it was already sufficient for ensnaring enemies or for defense.
Moreover, the Array drew its power from the Array Star and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, so he didn’t need to continuously channel his own Spiritual Power into it. Once deployed, the Array could operate on its own for a period of time.
’Once I have more Array Stars and the Array Patterns become more complex, I’ll be able to set up a true killing array,’ Zhu Ge thought to himself.
Just then, Hua Liusha’s voice suddenly rang out joyfully in his mind:
"Brother, I did it!"
’She did it?’
Zhu Ge was stunned for a moment before he understood. "You mean?"
The next moment, Hua Liusha appeared inside the carriage as a red mist, holding a piece of light gauze.
"Spiritual Clothing?" True Monarch Minmian raised an eyebrow when he saw it. "A low-grade Spirit-level Spiritual Clothing. That would fetch a high price."
Hearing this, Zhu Ge understood.
’A Sewing Master!’
Hua Liusha could now truly be called a Spirit-level Sewing Master!
Before, Hua Liusha had been constantly trying to become a Sewing Master, constantly weaving Spiritual Clothing.
Now, she had finally succeeded!