Prenatal and Postnatal: How Could One Peek at the Profound Art Without Suffering a Backlash?

A trace of confusion appeared on Qian Renxue's delicately sculpted little face. Looking at Bai Yi, who sat cross-legged in the air before her, she couldn't help asking:

"Teacher, does this count as rebuilding my foundation?"

"Why can't I feel any change in my body?"

In the Douluo World.

The various factions were just as puzzled as Qian Renxue.

That was right!

Nothing had changed!

On their side, one hundred-millionth of the medicine's potency had been enough to make a Martial Soul evolve.

Qian Renxue had received the full dose, yet there wasn't the slightest change?

Bai Yi slowly lowered his gaze to Qian Renxue's bewildered face. A smile touched his lips as he explained:

"A mortal body's ignorance of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth has nothing to do with its origin!"

"What is called one's origin is a matter of being postnatal or prenatal!"

"A postnatal lifeform is one that becomes tainted by postnatal turbid Qi upon being born from its mother's womb!"

"That jar of medicinal bathwater just now borrowed the Power of Heaven and Earth's Creation to wash away your postnatal impurities and draw prenatal power back into your body!"

As he spoke, Bai Yi reached out and lightly touched a finger to the spot between Qian Renxue's brows.

"Now, you have shed your postnatal mortal body and been remade into a prenatal human race body!"

"The prenatal human race is born in harmony with the Great Dao. Even without cultivating Daoist arts, its members can live for a thousand years, immune to all poisons and warding off all evils!"

Qian Renxue's heart trembled.

The prenatal human race?

The postnatal human race?

No wonder nothing seemed to have changed. The difference lay entirely in being prenatal or postnatal!

Bai Yi's words appeared on the Heavenly Screen, leaving the beings of the Douluo World's various factions utterly dumbfounded.

[Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi]: "The postnatal human race? The prenatal human race? Could everyone in our Douluo World be part of the postnatal human race?"

[Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang]: "Absurd! This is simply absurd! What postnatal human race, what prenatal human race?! Utter nonsense!"

[Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo]: "Yu Xiaogang, did your brain degenerate along with your Martial Soul? Is that why you've started talking nonsense?"

In the Journey to the West World.

Qian Renxue abruptly came back to her senses. Her pride had always been strong, and a hint of arrogance appeared on her face.

She was now a member of the prenatal human race!

Surely that made her one of the foremost heavenly geniuses in this Journey to the West World?

At that thought, Qian Renxue turned her gaze to Bai Yi and asked softly:

"Teacher, I'm a member of the prenatal human race, so what kind of lifeform is senior brother?"

"An ordinary monkey?"

In Qian Renxue's mind, Sun Wukong was nothing more than a Soul Beast that could talk.

Hearing this, Bai Yi looked at Qian Renxue with a faint smile. To be honest,

he was well aware of her attitude toward Sun Wukong over the past few days.

But considering that she had transmigrated from the Douluo World, it was only natural for her to have such an attitude toward beasts.

"Wukong?"

Bai Yi chuckled and spoke in a measured tone.

"Wukong is very different from you. He was nurtured within a Heaven-Mending Stone left behind by Goddess Nüwa when she mended the heavens, atop Flower-Fruit Mountain in the Aolai Kingdom. Only after countless ages did he break free of the stone and enter the world!"

"He is neither human nor demon, has leaped beyond the Three Realms and is not within the Five Phases. He is a prenatal lifeform born of heaven and nurtured by earth!"

"He is a Lingming Stone Monkey!"

As Bai Yi spoke, he looked toward a courtyard, where Sun Wukong had already cultivated the first layer of the Nine-Nine Profound Art to perfection.

"In terms of aptitude and innate potential, you are far inferior to him."

"The same goes for your origin and comprehension. You cannot compare to Wukong."

"That is why I took him as my first disciple."

"Even ten of you couldn't compare to him!"

"If you wish to become an Immortal, it will be hard, hard, hard!"

Bai Yi's three successive sighs left Qian Renxue standing there in a daze, unable to utter a word.

Even ten of her couldn't compare to one monkey?

The sense of superiority Qian Renxue had gained from being surrounded by admirers in Spirit Hall since childhood vanished completely at that moment.

She had thought that after transmigrating to this world, her aptitude far surpassed Sun Wukong's.

Not to mention that she had just reversed her origin and become a member of the prenatal human race, ascending to heaven in a single step.

Yet before her eldest senior brother, she was no more than a grain of millet in the vast ocean.

The gap was simply too great!

Bitterness filled Qian Renxue's heart. She had once looked down on that monkey, but now it seemed that her cultivation would be far weaker than her senior brother's in the future. Getting on good terms with him was the right path!

Bai Yi looked at Qian Renxue, whose little hands were clutching her robe, and felt quite satisfied.

He then flicked his sleeve, and an ancient scroll appeared out of thin air, shining with boundless golden light and wreathed in prenatal purple Qi. It floated over to Qian Renxue.

The ancient scroll was naturally the Nine-Nine Profound Art that Bai Yi had previously given Sun Wukong to cultivate.

"This is the Nine-Nine Profound Art. Take it!"

"How much you can comprehend depends entirely on your own fortune. If you can master it, that will do."

"If you cannot, I will give you a simpler cultivation method another day."

With that, Bai Yi waved his Daoist robe and vanished between heaven and earth like a streak of light.

Qian Renxue respectfully cupped her hands.

"This disciple respectfully sees you off, Teacher!"

After seeing Bai Yi off, Qian Renxue took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in her heart. She accepted the ancient scroll before her with both hands and began to examine it carefully.

In the Douluo World.

The Heavenly Screen thoughtfully displayed the ancient scroll's art to everyone.

The eyes of every expert at the Titled Douluo level in the Douluo World lit up, and they stared unblinkingly at the first page of the text Qian Renxue opened.

But in just an instant—

Rumble!!

It was as if a thunderclap had exploded in their minds. In an instant, people across the various factions suffered a backlash from the art on the ancient scroll and spat blood.

"Pfft!"

Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin staggered back three steps and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face deathly pale.

"Fengzhi, don't look!"

"Pfft!"

Just like Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Bone Douluo Gu Rong spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Fengzhi, don't look!"

To their surprise, Ning Fengzhi was completely unharmed. He said calmly:

"I didn't look!"

Gu Rong and Chen Xin both froze. How could he not look at such a great opportunity?

"I'll look after you two have finished."

"If even Titled Douluo can't understand it, what could a mere Soul Saint like me understand?"

"And you were even injured by the backlash. Now I'm even less willing to look!"

The two men smiled bitterly to themselves. That seemed to make sense.

At Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Godwind Academy, Skywater Academy and the other academies, numerous deans and teachers suffered severe injuries from the backlash after only a couple of glances at its contents.

Even those in Spirit Hall, despite the Heavenly Screen secretly favoring them, could not escape.

"Argh!"

Demon Subduing Douluo and Qian Jun Douluo gave muffled grunts. A trace of blood trickled from the corners of their mouths as they squeezed their eyes shut, not daring to look at the Heavenly Screen again.

Even Qian Daoliu, a Limit Douluo, was no exception.

Throughout the Douluo World, every Soul Master who dared peek at the first-layer art of the Nine-Nine Profound Art suffered a backlash without exception.

How could people of the Douluo World cultivate such a profound art?

To see it once was already the fortune of a lifetime!

Qian Daoliu alone wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and burst into wild laughter that echoed through the Worship Hall.

"Good, good, good!"

"A few glances at such a cultivation art were enough to bring a backlash upon this old man, yet Xue'er can cultivate it. This is supreme fortune!"