OBS Chapter 21 Endurance!
Chapter 21 Endurance!
The entire snow mountain was shrouded in a faint, restrictive light—the Frost Snow Sect's protective array. As the light swirled, snowflakes drifted down, merging seamlessly with the wind and snow of the world.
Chu Yuan hovered in mid-air, standing with his hands behind his back.
He raised his hand to form a seal, and lightning exploded in the void behind him. A hundred-foot-long lightning dragon instantly took shape, its entire body wrapped in blue arcs of electricity, crackling and radiating a terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble.
"The founder of the Frost and Snow Sect, come out and greet us!"
Chu Yuan let out a low shout, his voice like thunder, which made the snow mountain tremble slightly.
The Thunder Dragon roared and opened its massive maw, unleashing a bolt of lightning that crashed down upon the protective mountain array below.
Boom!!
The lightning and the burst of light collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar.
The entire snow-capped mountain shook violently from the impact, and the snow on the summit slid off in a rush, forming a small avalanche.
The protective array trembled violently, its light flickering. Although it did not shatter, several cracks appeared.
This attack was merely a stepping stone.
The next moment, several auras rose from the depths of the snow mountain at great speed, arriving opposite Chu Yuan in the blink of an eye.
A dozen or so figures hovered in mid-air, all of them Nascent Soul cultivators from the Frost Snow Sect. Each of them had a solemn expression and their eyes were fixed on Chu Yuan with vigilance.
Chu Yuan glanced around and saw seven early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, six mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and five late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. A small sect in the Snow Region actually had so many Nascent Soul cultivators. It truly lived up to its reputation as a fourth-level cultivation nation.
If this force were placed in a level-three cultivation country, it would be enough to sweep across an entire nation.
"Who dares to offend my Frost and Snow Sect!"
The leader, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, shouted sternly, his voice filled with anger, yet also with a hint of apprehension.
He clearly saw the power of that attack. Although the person in front of him was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, the power of that thunder dragon was probably something that even the late-stage Nascent Soul realm might not be able to withstand.
hum! !
Suddenly, the world fell silent.
The wind and snow seemed to freeze in that instant, and even the air became heavy.
The dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators fell silent, their expressions becoming respectful as they bowed in the direction of the snow mountain.
A figure appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
He was an old man, dressed in a white robe with no extra decorations except for a few frost flowers embroidered on the cuffs.
His hair was snow-white, his beard was snow-white, even his eyebrows were snow-white, as if his whole body was made of ice and snow.
She had a thin face, but her skin was as smooth as a baby's, making it impossible to tell her exact age.
His eyes were deep and unfathomable, his gaze calm yet carrying a sense of composure born of experience.
His aura was as deep as the sea; standing there, he was like an insurmountable iceberg, making everyone present feel an invisible pressure.
Transformation stage.
The dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators bowed in unison and respectfully said, "Ancestor."
Chu Yuan's gaze fell on the old man, his expression calm, and he said indifferently, "You are the founder of the Frost Snow Sect?"
The old man nodded slightly, speaking calmly and unhurriedly: "I am Shuang Qinghua, the founder of the Frost and Snow Sect. May I ask what brings you to my Frost and Snow Sect?"
"fight."
Shuang Qinghua was taken aback.
He had lived for thousands of years and had seen all sorts of people—some came to him seeking advice, some seeking revenge, and some seeking to borrow treasures—but he had never seen anyone so bluntly use the word "fight."
He frowned, his gaze lingering on Chu Yuan for a moment before he said in a deep voice, "Does fellow Daoist think my Frost Snow Sect is easy to bully?"
His gaze fell on Chu Yuan. This person was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Where did he get the confidence to challenge a Nascent Soul expert all by himself?
Could it be that they have something to rely on?
Who has a powerful backer behind them? Or do they possess some kind of heaven-defying magic weapon?
Shuang Qinghua has survived to this day, cultivating step by step from Qi Condensation to Deity Transformation, all thanks to the word "cautious".
He never makes a move without being certain of success, and he never overestimates himself or underestimates his opponents.
The young man in front of him was clearly only in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, yet he dared to stand in front of a Nascent Soul expert and utter the word "fight." He felt that this matter was not so simple.
Seeing that Shuang Qinghua was hesitant to make a move, Chu Yuan spoke directly: "Let me experience your artistic conception."
Upon hearing this, Shuang Qinghua was taken aback for a moment, then a cold smile appeared on her lips.
Oh.
It turned out to be the case.
He thought it was someone extraordinary, but it turned out to be just a junior who wanted to comprehend the artistic conception and achieve the Divine Transformation.
This person's purpose from the beginning was not to fight, but to capture the artistic conception in his hands.
The last trace of concern in Shuang Qinghua's heart also dissipated.
Just now he was thinking that this person might be a disciple of some major sect, with a powerful expert in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm backing him up, which is why he was so fearless.
But the moment Chu Yuan uttered those words, he immediately denied the speculation.
If one is truly a disciple of a major sect, why would one need to seek enlightenment outside?
The elders in the sect can teach and share their insights, so why bother going to an unfamiliar sect to take a risk?
This shows that there are no other Nascent Soul level experts behind this person.
He's just an arrogant fool who doesn't know his own limitations.
Shuang Qinghua sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a surge of spiritual energy erupted, condensing into a landscape painting behind him.
The scroll was a hundred feet long, stretching across the sky and earth. The green mountains and clear waters, small bridges and flowing streams, waterfalls and springs in the painting were so lifelike that it seemed to have captured the whole world in the painting.
"In that case, I'll show you the true realm of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
"My state of mind is called forbearance!"
Shuang Qinghua gave a low shout, and the scroll suddenly unfolded, instantly enveloping the surrounding area of a hundred miles in a world of mountains and rivers.
Chu Yuan felt as if the snow-capped mountains, cold winds, and ice and snow in front of him had all disappeared, replaced by a peaceful and serene landscape.
Surrounded by green mountains, with clear streams flowing, birds singing and flowers blooming, it is like a fairyland on earth.
Chu Yuan was shocked.
For some reason, a sense of languor rose in his heart. He didn't want to resist, didn't want to fight, and just wanted to sit quietly in this landscape, doing nothing and thinking nothing.
The feeling was extremely strong, as if an invisible hand was pressing on his shoulder, making him endure, making him back down, making him give up.
To endure.
This is forbearance.
By using patience, one can wear down the opponent's fighting spirit, causing them to give up resistance and subdue the enemy without a fight.
This power of artistic conception is not a physical attack, but a spiritual erosion. It is silent and insidious, yet it can cause people to lose their fighting spirit without them even realizing it.
"wrong!"
Chu Yuan's mind jolted, and his extreme divine sense suddenly erupted, instantly stripping that sense of languor from his mind.
He has never been able to endure anything since he began his spiritual practice.
He can kill or do whatever he wants without ever compromising himself or owing anyone anything.
This is his way, and it is also his consistent code of conduct.
If he were to be corrupted by this will tolerating this today and give up resisting, then what would be the point of his cultivation?
Why seek immortality?