Almighty – Ch. 604

Three Thousand Divine Dao Skills!

Yang Tian came to an ancient palace with streams of stars overhead. The walls glowed. The vital essence was potent. Aura seeped out from everywhere.

“World Senior!”

“Haha… You did better than I expected. Not bad, not bad…”

“You…”

Yang Tian was excited. He had questions, but since World Cauldron was safe, Yang Xiao was safe.

“Haha, no rush… No rush…” World scanned Yang Tian and nodded. Then, he glanced to a void: “Hmph, Daoist, what are you peeping there for? Come and welcome your guest.”

Someone in the void snorted and emerged. The healthy elder donned a dao robe. He peered into Yang Tian. Yang Tian held his hands in a propitious salute. “Elder!”

Daoist elder: “For you to have grasped Fortune at your level. You are a true genius.”

World: “Haha, obviously. Consider his ancestors for a second. Hardly any of your disciples could grasp it.”

Daoist: “Indeed. It’s hard to grasp it.”

The dao elder summoned a stone statue and token with a golden finger blast to Yang Tian’s amazement. The statue could express emotion. It shed a tear, but its emotional moment only last for a blink. The elder shut his eyes and shook his head. He sighed with a tear in his eyes. “I never thought I’d see you again, my disciple. What a pity…”

“His disciple?!” Yang Tian was shocked. The dao statue was his disciple? Unbelievable!

World scratched his head.

Yang Tian was related to the elder since he obtained the elder’s disciples cultivation method.

Daoist: “Thank you for bringing this one’s disciple back.”

Yang Tian smiled with his hands in a fist and palm salute. “There is no need to thank me, Elder. I did obtain Dao Scripture from him.”

World: “Hmph, Daoist, you better not be petty. My clan was the one who brought the dao token and your disciple back. You better repay the favour.”

The daoist glared at World out of his peripherals. He stopped for a brief moment then said to Yang Tian, “What cultivation method do you need? I can pass on to you a divine skill!”

Yang Tian was thrilled. “I cultivate Dao Body Sword Classic, but I am missing the last technique, Skyrift Sword!”

The daoist was shocked.

World shook his head. “Stop, stop, I know Dao Body Sword Classic, as well; however, it’s the lowest-ranked technique among dao’s three thousand divine techniques, isn’t it?”

Divine skills were the highest-ranked Martial Techniques on the continent. People would fight for them. Divine mountains would fight for them. Three thousand sounded absurd. Yang Tian found it unbelievable Dao Body Sword Classic was the lowest ranked.

Dao elder: “Haha, all three thousand skills are powerful. Any of them can become a cultivator’s biggest help.”

World: “True. How about letting my race’s disciple learn Nine Mantras? Hehe.”

The dao elder glared. “Mm… No! Not even I have fully grasped it. You sure are greedy.”

World: “Single Qi to Three Clones, then. He can learn it once he reaches Autarch Realm.”

The dao elder flicked his sleeve. “You’re trying to bite off too much. No.”

“Petty daoist.” World pouted. After thinking, he calmly requested, “Give him your Dao Sounds, then.”

The daoist fell silent for a while before sighing. “Fine. I’ll teach it to your clan disciple.”

The daoist flicked a golden light into Yang Tian’s sea of consciousness. At the same time, primordial text and dao sounds boomed in Yang Tian’s head! Yang Tian almost passed out. World glared at the daoist. Yang Tian disappeared. World rubbed his hands.

Meanwhile, commentary of Yang Tian’s state took place outside.

A light door repaired itself. Seven and a half minutes went by. They needed to get out of the mountain.

Random people and creatures: “Let’s go. Yang Tian is stuck here for eternity.”

XIaobai and Xiaoqing: “Impossible!”

Chubby stopped Xiaobai and Xiaoqing from going up.

“Hmph, nonsense!” exclaimed Yang Ba. “Don’t worry, Yun’er, Tian will be fine. He has Dao Scripture. You must have faith in him.”

Yun’er wailed because she was so scared. “I don’t want to leave…”

Yuan Xia wiped Yun’er’s tears. “Silly lass, he’ll be fine.”

Yuan Xia clenched her teeth and dragged Yun’er out in the end.

“I’m not going… I’m staying!” Yun’er cried tragically. It was so heartbreaking.

 

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