White Emperor's Discourse Collection

Last time, Chen Ganliu had cut open the Green Jade Stone and carefully carved out the material inside.

After all, he had been poor in all three lives. How could he bear to waste material for making Talisman Coins?

Every bit of material carved from these Green Jade Stones was a pile of Talisman Coins.

This time, however, Chen Ganliu had no patience. Falling into the hands of two Demonesses meant certain death, so he wanted to see the White Emperor's Legacy before he died.

If it was not there, at least he would die cleanly.

He did not care about keeping the jade material intact. Swinging the Mind-Wandering Zen Blade in a wild flurry, he naturally cut through the Green Jade Stones at tremendous speed. In the time it took to burn two or three incense sticks, only seven or eight pieces remained before him.

Chen Ganliu sighed and thought to himself, So none of these Storage Magic Treasures contains the Green Jade Stone hiding the White Emperor's Legacy.

That Green Jade Stone probably has not yet been brought to Suiyang Immortal Market by its original owner.

It seems that fated opportunities are as ethereal as smoke. Whoever it belongs to, it belongs to—even after living three lives and knowing in advance about the White Emperor's Legacy, I still cannot seize another person's opportunity.

What a pity that the person with the opportunity also failed to grasp it, recklessly spouting nonsense until his body died and his Dao vanished, wasting such a heaven-shaking blessing for nothing.

The Mind-Wandering Zen Blade fell onto a piece of Green Jade Stone with rough outer skin and even traces of moss. With a sharp clang, it cut three inches in before being stopped by something and failing to cleave through.

Chen Ganliu froze completely. Only after a long while did he wield the Mind-Wandering Zen Blade again and slowly grind away at it. Before long, he carved out a piece of "fine jade."

This fine jade was long and narrow, shaped like a jade pillow. Its entire body was crystalline and snow-white, without the slightest flaw.

Even the most vulgar eye could tell that this fine jade had not formed naturally. It had been carved by human hands, which was why it was so square, smooth, and rounded.

This object could not even be cut by the Mind-Wandering Zen Blade. Whenever the blade struck it, a gentle force would rebound it. Clearly, a spell was protecting the object. Anyone who believed it held nothing mysterious would be a fool.

Chen Ganliu patiently guided the Mind-Wandering Zen Blade around it once, then again. Suddenly, the blade gave a soft, buzzing hum as it found a seam invisible to the naked eye and cut into the fine jade.

The blade-light turned slightly. Wherever it passed, faint clouds and rosy light emerged, appearing and vanishing in an endless swirl.

The Mind-Wandering Zen Blade circled along the seam seventy or eighty times before no more clouds and rosy light appeared, allowing it to cleave the fine jade open whole.

Chen Ganliu gently raised a hand and lifted off the upper half of the fine jade. The lower half contained a recess. Sure enough, it was a jade casket.

Inside the jade casket lay a book. Its entire body was woven from an unknown brocade and sewn together with fine golden threads, exquisitely crafted and grand in appearance.

Five characters, twisting like dragons and snakes in motion, were written on the book's cover: "White Emperor's Discourse Collection."

Aside from this book, there was nothing else in the jade casket.

There was no legendary Flying Sword refined by the White Emperor through sixteen hundred years of painstaking effort, nor the two Flying Hooks once possessed by the ancient Water God, which were skilled at controlling every river, lake, and stream under heaven and binding all kinds of magic treasures.

Chen Ganliu froze for a moment. After a long while, he let out a deep breath, feeling not the slightest joy.

At that moment, his heart held nothing but a jumble of emotions.

It was not because there was no Flying Sword or Flying Hook that he felt this way. Although he had found the White Emperor's Legacy, he had also fallen into the hands of the Demonesses. What was there to be happy about?

Chen Ganliu did not bother wondering why there were no other treasures in the jade casket. He opened the first page of the White Emperor's Discourse Collection and began reading it carefully.

Even if there were treasures inside the casket and he obtained the White Emperor's Flying Sword and Flying Hooks, he probably would not be able to keep them. It was better for them not to exist at all, so that no one could obtain them.

But if he could read through the White Emperor's Discourse Collection once, then perhaps there would be a fourth life. Even if some accident kept him from obtaining the White Emperor's Legacy, he could carry its greatest benefit with him in his memories.

When Jiang Ningxue and Xie Zhanrou arrived at Blazing Light Cave, they stopped paying attention to the youth.

Both women preferred quiet places and cultivated diligently. After each chose a location, they cast spells to seal Blazing Light Cave and went off to cultivate in peace. Thus, no one disturbed Chen Ganliu.

Chen Ganliu continued turning the pages, silently memorizing them. He knew time was pressing. He did not know when the two Demonesses might kill him, so he had to race against the clock. The more of the White Emperor's Discourse Collection he remembered, the more cultivation resources he could accumulate for his next life.

The White Emperor's Discourse Collection was indeed a secret cultivation method of the Demon Race, but it was not particularly suitable for humans.

In ancient times, there were those born with a Dao Body, with all three hundred and sixty-five spiritual meridians connected. There were seventy-two each for metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, further divided into Jia and Yi, Bing and Ding, Wu and Ji, Geng and Xin, Ren and Gui. There were thirty-six Jia Wood spiritual meridians, thirty-six Yi Wood spiritual meridians, thirty-six Bing Fire spiritual meridians, thirty-six Ding Fire spiritual meridians, thirty-six Wu Earth spiritual meridians, thirty-six Ji Earth spiritual meridians, thirty-six Geng Metal spiritual meridians, thirty-six Xin Metal spiritual meridians, thirty-six Ren Water spiritual meridians, and thirty-six Gui Water spiritual meridians. Each followed one of the Five Elements, while five additional spell meridians fell outside the Five Elements and were the most extraordinary of all.

Demons were different.

Demons also had to be born with spiritual meridians to step onto the path of cultivation. Yet an old saying passed down through the ages stated: "Humanity follows completeness; demons follow the Five Elements!"

Since ancient times, demons had all been born incomplete. The more mixed their Five Elements, the more impure their bloodline; the purer their bloodline, the more they had to return to one of the Five Elements.

Even those born with spiritual bodies could only have one complete element. For example, even a true dragon's body possessed only seventy-two Ren and Gui Water spiritual meridians, far inferior to the human body.

The White Emperor Daoist had been a White Snake who attained the Dao. His nature belonged to water, so all the spiritual meridians he was born with were Ren and Gui.

The fundamental Dao formula recorded in the White Emperor's Discourse Collection was called the Heavenly River Sword Canon.

This sword canon primarily cultivated the seventy-two Ren and Gui Water spiritual meridians. It was the fundamental secret method the White Emperor had relied upon to run rampant across the world. It could cultivate peerless swordsmanship as well as profound true qi, making it a Dao formula that entered the Dao through swordsmanship.

There were also more than ten powerful spells afterward, most of them True Water spells.

Although Chen Ganliu knew that he could not cultivate either the Heavenly River Sword Canon or these powerful spells, he still recited them again and again, engraving every word in his heart.

Although the White Emperor's Discourse Collection was a cultivation method of the Demon Race, its value was in no way inferior to the Immortal Encounter Sect's Azure Emperor Jia Yi Art. After all, both were Dao formulas of the True Yang level. The only difference was that the Immortal Encounter Sect truly had a great cultivator who had reached the True Yang Realm, while the White Emperor had fallen one step short and failed to enter the True Yang Realm.

Back then, his senior female teacher had exploited a loophole in the sect rules. The Immortal Encounter Sect merely forbade passing the sect's secret methods to later generations and disciples; it had never prohibited passing them to a Dao companion. Even so, she had only dared to pass on the cultivation formula and had not dared to teach the powerful spells. Although this was partly because Chen Ganliu could not learn them at all, it was also because the sect rules were strict and she had not dared to recklessly pass them on.

Even if he could not cultivate them, Chen Ganliu still intended to memorize every bit of such marvelous Dao arts. In truth, he had another vague thought in his heart: his own aptitude was poor, but that did not mean his descendants would be the same. If he could raise a great cultivator among his descendants, perhaps that person might even be able to bring their "old ancestor"—himself—along on the path of cultivation.

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