Three Lives and Three Deaths Reincarnation Art

In his room, Ning Yue had reached the final stage of fusing the first layers of his cultivation arts.

As the two arts fused, he could feel their respective attributes merging as well.

The wood of the Bitter Bamboo Scripture represented vitality: life begetting life without end, creation and transformation following nature.

The destruction of the Heaven-Breaking Scripture, in another sense, was death. Destruction was the means, and death the result.

As the two arts fused, life and death intermingled, creation and destruction converged, and a new power was born: reincarnation.

As the two arts fused, a realization dawned on Ning Yue.

A flash of inspiration struck, and a cultivation art naturally took shape.

"Three Lives and Three Deaths Reincarnation Art" was the name Ning Yue gave the newborn art after fusing the first layers of the two arts.

A new cultivation art name appeared on Ning Yue's panel.

Character: Ning Yue

Physique: Indestructible Vajra Physique (spirit), Eye of Heaven Observation (first rank, trait: inspection)

Realm: martial arts first rank (seven meridians)

Cultivation arts: Bitter Bamboo Scripture (divine grade), Heaven-Breaking Scripture (demigod grade), Primordial Scripture (first layer: Three Lives and Three Deaths Reincarnation Art)

Martial techniques: Ninefold Thunder Saber (first layer), Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique, Eighteen Hammers of Hating Heaven for Having No Handle and Earth for Having No Ring, Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force, Fist of Origin

Special: "Three Threes Without End, Six Sixes Without Limit, Nine Nines Returning to Truth Protective Grand Array"

Cheat: Martial Dao Myth (gold), none, none

Inventory: Shadow Cat crystal core (first rank), Clear Spirit Dao Enlightenment Tea (one tael), one bottle of Great Essence Blood Pills

Simulation attempts: 0

"Seven meridians already. Can nine be far behind?"

The two arts had not disappeared after the fusion. After all, only their first layers had fused. Both the divine-grade Bitter Bamboo Scripture and the demigod-grade Heaven-Breaking Scripture had ten layers or more in their complete forms.

After fusing the two arts, Ning Yue named the new art the Primordial Scripture.

Primordial: primal energy undivided, chaos as one, the beginning of heaven and earth.

To an extent, primordial also signified supremacy. By choosing that name, Ning Yue expressed his desire to surpass everything in the future, ascend to the highest peak, and attain the primordial.

"Ning Yue, are you asleep?"

Just then, his parents' voices sounded outside the door.

Ning Yue opened his door and was surprised to find that his parents were not the only ones outside. Lei Zhan had come too.

"Mom, Dad, Uncle Lei's here."

He was a little puzzled.

"Your Uncle Lei heard your school is about to start its third mock exam, so he came over specially to give you a few days of special training."

No one knew a son better than his father. Ning Baichuan saw Ning Yue's confusion at a glance and explained.

Lei Zhan was speechless. I never said that.

Weren't you the ones who asked me to come check whether Ning Yue had been possessed?

At the same time, he conveyed a message to Ning Baichuan: the boy was fine.

"Right, right. Your father asked me to come give you three days of special training. And for that, he spent more than ten million yuan on the training fees."

Fine, setting me up, are you? Two can play that game.

You wouldn't begrudge spending eight or ten million on your son, would you?

Brother, you wouldn't want your son to have a hard time, would you?

Ning Baichuan received Lei Zhan's message and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he shot Lei Zhan a vicious glare.

I've been run ragged lately. Where am I supposed to find more than ten million yuan?

You're screwing me over!

Lei Zhan glared back, unwilling to back down. Didn't you set me up first?

I already made plans with my team to go hunting in the wilderness tomorrow. We'd even picked out our target: a peak sixth-grade One-Horned Ghost Bull.

Because of you, we have to put it off for another three days.

"Okay. Does the special training start tomorrow?"

"It starts tomorrow. We just came to let you know. You don't need to go to school for the next few days; just train with your Uncle Lei."

With that, Ning Baichuan and the others turned and left Ning Yue's room.

Their steps were light.

Ning Baichuan and the other two returned to the living room on the first floor.

"Old Lei, thank you for this. We made you come all this way so late at night."

Ning Baichuan thanked him.

"It's fine. I want to say, though, your worries were unnecessary. Possession is a miraculous method, not something just anyone can use."

When Lei Zhan spoke of possession, he showed no fear. Instead, his eyes shone with longing.

"Can't even you Grandmasters possess someone?"

"No. Forget someone like me at the seventh-rank heaven-human realm. Even someone at the eighth grade true fire realm, or the ninth-grade supreme realm, couldn't possibly do it. I've heard that only divine-grade experts at the very least can possess someone."

"If a divine-grade expert wanted to possess someone, they wouldn't possibly choose Ning Yue."

Lei Zhan shook his head with certainty.

"Sorry to make a fool of ourselves, Old Lei. We'd always heard that Grandmasters not only had powerful bodies but also dabbled in the soul, and that led to this misunderstanding."

Ning Baichuan felt relieved.

He understood what Lei Zhan had left unsaid.

It wasn't that Ning Yue couldn't be possessed, but that he wasn't worthy of a divine-grade expert possessing him.

Ning Yue might be number one at Xinyuan Martial Arts High School.

But in the eyes of Grandmasters who could live for hundreds of years, he was just another ordinary person. In the eyes of a divine-grade expert, perhaps he was merely an unnoticed speck of dust.

"Old Ning, once you reach the grandmaster realm, many things that are secrets to ordinary people won't be secrets anymore."

"The grandmaster realm..." Longing appeared on Ning Baichuan's face, followed by a touch of disappointment. "It'll never happen in this lifetime."

As an ordinary man, he had already given his all and exhausted a lifetime's luck to become a fifth grade acupoint refining realm martial artist and build a pill company with hundreds of millions of yuan in fixed assets.

He did not dare hope for the grandmaster realm.

Seeing his face dim, Lei Zhan knew he had said the wrong thing and felt a little bad.

He knew how devoted Ning Baichuan was to the Martial Dao. Without that devotion, an utterly ordinary man like him, who should have been able to cultivate no higher than the third grade iron bone realm, would never have forced his way to the fifth grade acupoint refining realm.

The effort, resources, and painstaking work it had taken were easy to imagine.

"Haha... Old Ning, you need to broaden your horizons and stop overlooking what's right in front of you. Your hope doesn't lie with you, but with Ning Yue."

Ning Baichuan smiled and said doubtfully,

"If I can't do it, Ning Yue can?"

"Of course. It seems you don't know your own son as well as I, his uncle, do."

Lei Zhan went on to share some of what he knew about Ning Yue.

Ning Baichuan and his wife listened with rapt attention, letting out a startled cry from time to time.

"What? My son awakened a spirit physique?"

"My son fought five students from Huaqing High School on his own and won?"

"At the first-rank realm, he already has the combat strength of someone at the peak of the third grade? And he's mastered all his cultivation arts?"

Are they talking about my son?

Why do I still feel like my son's been possessed?

Ning Baichuan and his wife exchanged a glance. The more they heard, the more outrageous it sounded.

Is this still our good-for-nothing?

In the end, they could only accept it.

In their eyes, someone who could master his cultivation arts at the first-rank realm was no longer just a genius, but a heaven's chosen.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of a divine-grade expert, even a heaven's chosen like him was someone they wouldn't even consider possessing.

Thinking about it that way, my son seems pretty ordinary after all.

Ning Baichuan and his wife calmed themselves.

"Now you know how gifted Ning Yue is, don't you? He has hope of becoming a Grandmaster in the future, and he'll reach the fifth grade at the very least," Lei Zhan said with a smile.

Watching Ning Baichuan and his wife jump at every revelation

was rather amusing.

Ning Baichuan and his wife nodded.

My son really is impressive.

So...

"Old Lei, I'll leave the special training to you. If you're too busy to handle it, you can bring your entire Mad Battle Hunting Team over. I know the rules; I'll pay the hiring fee in full," Ning Baichuan said generously.

For his son, anything was possible.

A father's love was like a mountain. That was how it was.