Xuannü's Training
"Li Jing's dragon chariot was pulled by five unfortunate creatures; the Western Sect created a wondrous Dharma Wheel, which had a limited capacity; the Zoroastrianism used a flying carpet, a magical Law Artifact prone to catastrophic crashes; and the other Sacred Land, not to mention, mostly relied on the flying abilities of demonic birds!"
It's difficult enough for someone to fly on their own, let alone control Law Treasure to carry multiple people.
Law Treasure that can carry multiple people are rare finds.
Zhang Xuezhou was quite interested in the flying magical Law Treasure of the Daoist Randeng. It wasn't until the Mysterious Maiden summoned them that Zhang Xuezhou realized there were very few Law Treasure in the Three Realms capable of carrying multiple people.
Without considerable skill, even changing locations to fulfill a century-long promise wouldn't be feasible.
The flying Law Treasure of the Kunlun Sacred Land is the Eight Scenic Carriage, which is the same as the seatless horse-drawn carriage that Zhang Xuezhou had seen before at Broken Soul Ridge.
This carriage has space to carry more than ten people and has extremely strong load-bearing capacity. Various Law Artifact can be hung on the Eight Views Carriage.
If we compare the flying carpet of Zoroastrianism to a bicycle, then the Myoken Dharma Wheel of the Western Sect is a motorcycle, and the Hakkei-yu is a heavy truck.
Having a flying magic Law Treasure to travel quickly, Zhang Xuezhou and the others were not in such a hurry to go to Spirit Mountain.
"The Emperor said your battle tactics are incomplete and seem somewhat unreasonable. He asked me to practice with you for the next few days," Xuan Nu said again after introducing Fei Cheng.
"Can't we head to Spirit Mountain and start the second round immediately?" Zhang Xuezhou asked disappointedly.
Zhang Xuezhou felt a little disappointed, wishing he could participate in all three centennial events in the next few days.
As for Xuan Nu's sparring with him, it was certainly well-intentioned, but it was probably of little use to him, since Zhang Xuezhou's fighting style was like that, and it was difficult for him to improve it.
"Do you look down on my sparring partner?"
Zhang Xuezhou's irrelevant answer made Xuan Nu's expression turn serious. Zhang Xuezhou felt a heavy smell of blood emanating from Xuan Nu, rushing towards him.
"I just didn't want to get beaten up. I even brought you some drinks from outside!"
Zhang Xuezhou responded awkwardly, and Xuan Nu's solemn expression turned into anger.
"With the crucial matter of the century-long agreement at hand, what on earth are you thinking?" Xuan Nu drew her sword and roared, "Draw your weapon!"
"The Goddess of Mystery is our Heavenly Court's God of War, don't talk back!"
Cai Ma offered a reminder from the side, and as soon as Xuan Nu glanced at him, Cai Ma immediately ran away like a little rabbit, retreating dozens of meters away.
"Even Cai Ma has developed some skills under my tutelage," Xuan Nu said. "As long as you're not a good-for-nothing, my pre-battle training will definitely be effective!"
"I'm still wearing the divine robes that symbolize the seal..."
"Take this!"
A beating was inevitable. Zhang Xuezhou wanted to be more careful and take off his clothes before continuing the fight, but Xuan Nu stopped listening to his rambling and directly took out her sword and struck him.
"The clothes aren't damaged!"
The sword struck Zhang Xuezhou's shoulder blade. He glanced at Xuan Nu's unsharpened sword, then at the Divine Seal Robe, and felt that the Divine Seal Robe was not as fragile as the Heavenly Robe.
As he glanced around, he felt another impact to his side.
The goddess holds a sword in her right hand, while her left hand uses fists, palms, and fingers to strike in a seemingly slow but actually rhythmic manner.
It's a visual illusion; you can clearly see it, but it's hard to resist.
Of course, regardless of Xuan Nu's rhythm or anything else, Zhang Xuezhou's quick thinking but slow physical reaction is nothing new.
"You actually went to examine her clothes during a sparring match!" Xuan Nu said with exasperation, "Your normal reaction should have been to quickly use the Halt Warfare Formula!"
"I finally got a new dress, so of course I'll look at it first!"
Zhang Xuezhou shouted in response, which angered Xuan Nu, causing her to slightly increase the speed of her sword strikes.
"How exactly does the Holy Son cultivate?"
The suspended mirror still hangs above the Kunlun Secret Land, and the scene of the palace where the Mysterious Maiden is located can be clearly reflected in the water curtain spell.
A water curtain rose from the Jade Pool Palace, and the Emperor and Empress, unusually, sat together to watch.
"He doesn't seem to care much about the oppressive aura of the Mystic Maiden," the Empress replied.
"It has been affected to some extent, but not by much," the Emperor replied.
"The Mystic Maiden must have used the power of her Qi and Blood Battle Technique at that moment!"
The Empress glanced at the Emperor, her eyes filled with doubt, but also with a hint of surprise.
The Mystic Maiden, with her True Self Realm cultivation, possessed an extremely high advantage in suppressing realms, but this advantage seemed to have little effect on Zhang Xuezhou.
This means that Zhang Xuezhou has a significant advantage in dealing with differences in cultivation levels and will not be afraid of the suppression from cultivators of higher cultivation levels.
Zhang Xuezhou, currently at the Divine Ability Realm, is merely putting up a fight. If his realm were to advance further, this might become a matter of resistance or even reversal and suppression.
Training Zhang Xuezhou was genuine, as was assessing Zhang Xuezhou's background.
The Emperor looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was chattering incessantly in the water curtain, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought for a moment.
"Where did the Holy Son practice the Western Sect's physical techniques?"
Only when the Emperor and Empress asked the question did the Emperor glance at Zhang Xuezhou, who was being beaten repeatedly.
The protective golden light of the Body Technique appeared, and the effects of the Heavenly Robe Garment of the Seal of Immortality began to take effect, turning the wide-sleeved robe into metal.
This was completely different from the Emperor's previous attire, and it looked quite mystical.
In his physical form, Zhang Xuezhou's body was as hard as iron. The effects of the Divine Seal Robe were merely icing on the cake, but it clearly made Zhang Xuezhou's attacks much more agile.
Seeing Zhang Xuezhou raise his sleeve and wave it out like a shield, the Emperor couldn't help but nod.
"Western Sect martial arts techniques are inferior to the Eight-Nine Mystical Art, requiring a great deal of Qi and Blood to master," the Emperor said. "This art, even after a hundred years of arduous cultivation, is no match for a single sword strike, therefore it has little value. The Holy Son has likely only gotten a quick and easy way out!"
"His mastery of the Halt Warfare Formula Technique is also quite good; the Mystic Maiden's sword is no longer of any use as she maintains her power at the Divine Ability Realm," the Empress said.
"So how exactly does the Holy Son cultivate?"
The Emperor's words returned to the beginning, leaving the Empress and Emperor with a difficult question to answer.
It's not surprising that Zhang Xuezhou has achieved success in cultivating a certain art; the problem is that the opponent's level of Technique Method is quite impressive.
Slow reaction time is Zhang Xuezhou's weakness, but Zhang Xuezhou has the right to be slow to react.
Swift swords and quick, short-range Technique Method were basically ineffective against Zhang Xuezhou.
Heavy weapons are prohibited at the Centennial Pact. With Zhang Xuezhou's current level of Technique Method, it would be difficult for him to break through his defenses even in a direct confrontation. There should be very few cultivators who can target Zhang Xuezhou. Moreover, the Buddha Son Shigong, whom Zhang Xuezhou fears, has been eliminated, and his injuries will make it difficult for him to continue participating.
Barring unforeseen circumstances, Kunlun is likely to have the upper hand in this round of the century-long agreement.
Having intercepted and taken in ' Mr. Ren's' students along the way, the Emperor felt that Kunlun's predicament had been somewhat relieved.
But he was more curious about how Zhang Xuezhou cultivated himself and whether he could repeat Hongjun's path in the future.
"The Mystic Maiden used the Breaking Finger technique, piercing through the protective golden light and injecting hidden energy into the Holy Son's body. The Holy Son didn't seem to care much. Can physical techniques achieve this?"
The Emperor pointed to the water curtain.
Above the water curtain, the Xuan Nu, who was in charge of the instruction, was somewhat embarrassed, as the power of the equal cultivators had increased by one level.
Even so, Xuan Nu failed to subdue Zhang Xuezhou; the various methods she employed were far less effective than Zhang Xuezhou's wild, unpredictable punches.
"The upper limit of body refinement is physical sainthood. No matter how much the Holy Son cultivates, it will be difficult for him to reach the top level in the Three Realms. How can he break through this impasse?" The Empress frowned.
"I'd love to know too!"
The Emperor nodded.
It's nothing new for cultivators to successfully master Technique Method; what kind of cultivators hasn't the Emperor seen?
However, the Emperor was curious about the path of cultivation guided by Hongjun, and wanted to know how Zhang Xuezhou could break through the limitations of physical immortality and surpass the Three Pure Ones and the Jade Emperor, and even guide him to follow the path that Hongjun had once walked.