Since the battle with Wang De, Ye Chu had been cultivating in his grotto. Wang De did not cause him trouble either. Ye Chu sat daily upon the giant rock, quietly watching the clouds roll and unfold, gazing at the vast starry sky.
Days passed like this one by one, and soon a week had passed. Ye Chu as a whole became even more transcendent and languid. Every day when Wang Peng came early, he saw Ye Chu sitting on the giant rock with dew upon his brows and hair.
Although there was a grotto, Ye Chu had never slept within it. This made Wang Peng click his tongue in amazement, thinking Ye Chu truly cultivated desperately enough. But what made him curious was that Ye Chu sat there for a day, yet he did not see him absorb heaven and earth yuan qi, he simply sat there blankly.
“Truly strange!” Wang Peng muttered a few times, but having witnessed Ye Chu’s strength, he did not dare ask more.
Another early morning, the first ray of dawn light shone upon Ye Chu. The dew on Ye Chu’s body reflected the light, making Ye Chu seem haloed.
Ye Chu opened his eyes. He could feel the Green Lotus had been eroded considerably by Cold Fire King again. Ye Chu withdrew his mind from the qi sea, his expression calm. His gaze looked toward the horizon, thinking that after so many days, that blood should have long since been delivered to Xi Xi’s side.
With that blood and Old Madman’s help, Xi Xi should be able to pass through this danger.
“Wang Peng! Take me to the Collection of Books Pavilion!” Ye Chu stood up, shouting to Wang Peng who stood bowing at the side.
Hearing Ye Chu say so, Wang Peng immediately grew excited, responding urgently, “Alright!”
After so many days, Ye Chu had finally abandoned his blank sitting, preparing to go to the Collection of Books Pavilion. Wang Peng had always been attentive in caring for Ye Chu, largely because he hoped Ye Chu would bring him into the Collection of Books Pavilion.
Within the Collection of Books Pavilion there were countless books, all concerning Sha Spirit Arts cultivation. Wang Peng had not entered many times, because his authority was insufficient. Only Blue Jade generation disciples could freely enter and exit. Moreover, Blue Jade generation disciples could bring people in. Wang Peng had long coveted such treatment. Being able to enter the Collection of Books Pavilion once, he could find the answer to the bottleneck he encountered in cultivation.
Ye Chu turned over and rose, the dew on his body all shaken off. His long hair flew about, having a somewhat dissipated air.
“Go!” Ye Chu had Wang Peng lead the way.
Collection of Books Pavilion, a major location of the Sha Spirit Pavilion. The pavilion sat upon the mountain peak, rising straight into the clouds. Forged from cyan metal, its entire body was carved with divine beasts, very majestic and dignified.
The pavilion had nine layers, each layer holding countless hidden arts. Ordinary disciples could not approach the Collection of Books Pavilion. Only those who reached the Blue Jade generation could freely enter and exit, and they could only view, not take out. Of course, they could only freely view the first three layers. As for reaching the fourth layer, that required contribution to the sect, as well as the authority each disciple possessed.
But even if only the first three layers could be entered, this was enough to make people go mad. Because this was enough to bring a person into the hall of Sha Spirit Practitioners. Various knowledge concerning Sha Spirit Practitioners could be explained from within.
Ye Chu walked to the mountain of the Collection of Books Pavilion. Just arriving at this mountain, he could see a towering pagoda reaching into the clouds.
The pagoda stood there, extremely soul stirring. Clouds drifted around its sides, further setting it off like an immortal pagoda. Its entire body emanated a majestic aura.
Seeing Ye Chu lose himself, Wang Peng introduced with some pride on his face, “This pagoda of the Collection of Books Pavilion, legend says it fell from beyond the heavens to the Heaven Soaring Pavilion. It has divine power. Although we don’t know if it is true, all disciples believe this pagoda is absolutely an extraordinary thing.”
Ye Chu smiled, stepped forward to before the pagoda body. Standing at its feet, he felt even more the towering majesty of this pagoda.
Collecting his mind from the shock of the pagoda body, Ye Chu stepped toward the pagoda door. He showed his blue jade for the disciple guarding the pagoda door to inspect, then brought Wang Peng and walked in.
The moment Ye Chu walked in, what appeared before him was a huge mural. The mural was all cast from cyan iron. On the mural was a man. The man stood upon a giant rock at the mountain peak. Beneath his feet was an endless cliff. The man’s clothes flew about, fully displaying a carefree state. Clouds drifted beneath his feet, having the imposing manner of one who will stand at the utmost peak. Especially upon the man’s body was a transcendent air, as if an immortal person, about to depart with the wind in the next instant.
Such a transcendent and carefree mural made Ye Chu’s gaze fix straight upon it, unable to look away.
“Ye Chu senior brother, this mural depicts an immortal. The Sha Spirit Pavilion Master once said, within this there is infinite intent. The nurtured ** is within it, but although the Pavilion Master knew there was ** within, he could not comprehend it. Successive generations of senior brothers also tried again and again to break open this mural’s secret, but no one had the power to obtain the ** within.” Wang Peng explained to Ye Chu, looked at Ye Chu, and prepared to pull Ye Chu away.
But he saw Ye Chu step by step walk toward the mural, his gaze infatuatedly looking at the mural before him, ignoring however he called out.
Wang Peng frowned his brows, but saw Ye Chu’s hand reach out and touch the clouds of the mural.
“Ye Chu senior brother!” Wang Peng shouted, indicating that Ye Chu should not casually touch this mural.
But just as Wang Peng’s words fell, he blinked his eyes forcefully. In just that one instant, Ye Chu seemed to disappear before him.
Under forceful blinking, he then saw Ye Chu standing before him.
“This…” Wang Peng widened his eyes, carrying some disbelief. Just now was absolutely not an illusion. Ye Chu truly had that instant of disappearing before him, completely without Ye Chu’s aura, as if Ye Chu had drifted away with the wind. But Wang Peng also knew, Ye Chu had been standing there without moving.
“Damn it! How can this be?” Wang Peng knew his own strength was not strong, so not being able to sense Ye Chu’s aura was not strange. But even his eyes deceived him, making him feel Ye Chu did not exist. This was simply too astonishing.
Wang Peng bit his lip, looking at Ye Chu, reaching out his hand wanting to pull Ye Chu, but saw Ye Chu staring infatuatedly at the mural, his entire person standing there blankly, his body not moving a hair, his eyes clear and bright staring forward, as if everything in the outside world had no effect upon him whatsoever.
This appearance made Wang Peng swallow his saliva. He immediately thought of a possibility, and his eyes went round, “This… this is… entering… entering meditation!”
Wang Peng could not be calm. The significance of a person entering meditation was too great. Meditating for a moment was more useful for the Yuan Spirit than cultivating for a month. Meditation cultivation had immense assistance for the Yuan Spirit.
There were legends saying that entering meditation leads to immortality. Although this was merely a legend, it sufficiently explained the benefits brought by meditation.
Wang Peng was unwilling to believe that Ye Chu could actually enter meditation while looking at this mural. What did this signify? Could it be that Ye Chu had comprehended something from this mural? If this were truly so, then it would be too world shaking.
One must know, this mural might nurture **.
Wang Peng stared blankly at Ye Chu. Ye Chu just stood there quietly. Had Wang Peng not been watching Ye Chu with wide open eyes, he would not have felt Ye Chu’s existence.