Chapter 63

Once upon a time, there was a mountain, on which stood a temple, and inside the temple...

"Awoooooo!" a fox cried out.

Standing on the roof of the most luxurious seaside pavilion at the Azure Dragon Academy, a little fox faced the sea and let out a mournful cry, venting her frustration at being unable to go out.

She was so eager to go down the mountain, right now, immediately, without a second's delay.

But the accursed Black Fox Elder Qing Qiu Xuanming had added an extra rule to the already airtight magical circle of the seaside pavilion, prohibiting young fox spirits from going out on their own, thus depriving the great Princess of Qing Qiu of her rightful power to transform and go out.

Not only that, the wicked elder also left a pile of homework for Qing Qiu Jiuyue before leaving, requiring her to complete all the homework before she could go out.

That was why she hated the elders in her clan so much. What did they think she was, a god who knew everything from birth? Even a golden-furred, jade-faced nine-tailed fox could be either studious or not!

Fortunately, she had randomly obtained a dragon jade that recorded the art of creating clones. Of course, she dumped all the homework that made her dizzy and gave it to her clone to handle.

Speaking of which, this clone was really useful. No homework could stump her, and she could master any magical art at first try. The things that made her scalp tingle at a glance, she could handle so easily. Truly, she was the clone of the future greatest golden-furred, jade-faced nine-tailed fox.

However, some of the homework required fixed periods of time to complete in segments, and the completion times coincidentally fell right when the entrance exams for the Azure Dragon Academy began.

In other words, until the entrance exams for the Azure Dragon Academy started, neither the Princess of Qing Qiu nor the little fox "Jiuyue" could leave the seaside pavilion.

This was a conspiracy, a naked conspiracy! Qing Qiu Jiuyue and her clone together despised the Black Fox Elder who had planned this shocking conspiracy, tormenting him countless times in the illusion.

However, the illusion was just an illusion, so every morning when she woke up, Qing Qiu Jiuyue would transform into a little fox and face the sea, calling out a few times, looking at the port below the Azure Dragon mountains with longing.

Because Mei Xue was there, the one she liked was there. Just thinking about it made the little fox's nose tingle.

"Awoooooo!" the fox cried out again. If the fox's cry were translated into human language, it would probably be these two sentences.

"Mei Xue, I miss you so much!"

"Elder, go to hell!"

However, the little fox didn't know that Mei Xue wasn't far away from her, in fact, he was right under her feet.

"Does Xiao Jiu eat well? I hope that Qing Qiu Elder doesn't let her go hungry," Mei Xue worried about the little fox's life in the town below the seaside pavilion.

Such an active and playful little fox falling into the hands of the stern and rigid Black Fox Elder would surely suffer a lot. He hoped that Princess Qing Qiu Jiuyue would take good care of her and make her less miserable.

At present, he hadn't yet reclaimed the little fox's power from the Black Fox Elder. Although the *Classic of Mountains and Seas* had shown him his future form of great magical power in the Qing Xu Secret Realm, that was ultimately just an illusion formed by the life flower of the Nine Nether Realm, not his true strength.

After absorbing a large amount of blood beads from the nine-headed giant snake and completing his first transformation, his physical strength and potential had undergone a leap. If before he only had the qualifications to enter the world of magical arts, now he had embarked on a path that no one had ever taken.

The *Classic of Mountains and Seas* gave him a starting point, a hope, and a path with infinite possibilities. How far he could go on this path depended on his own awareness and effort.

In this world, there was no power that came without a price. To gain something, one must pay something in return. The principle of equivalent exchange was always correct.

Even those who were infinitely envied for their innate bloodline and awakened magical powers had to endure great pain to awaken the magical powers in their bodies.

"Begin, adjust." Opening the window, facing the sea, and the rising sun, Mei Xue closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and began to sort through the millions of blood beads flowing in his body.

Each blood bead represented the vital energy of a descendant of the ancient primordial bloodline. When these blood beads burst, they possessed a power that could shake the heavens and the earth.

At present, Mei Xue could only use a small part of this power, but he would tirelessly run the millions of blood beads through his body every day, familiarizing himself with this strange and wondrous power.

Starting from his fingertips, to his shoulders, heart, abdomen, feet, and then from the feet back up to the spine, brain, and finally back to his hands, completing a grand cycle.

A strange small sword rune appeared on the back of Mei Xue's hand, extending to his index finger. This was the only magical power he could currently use with the blood beads—Blood Burning Sword.

This magical power gathered the power of the blood beads on the index finger, shooting out a blood sword that could pierce through metal and stone. Currently, he could use it about three times a day, making it his only offensive magical power.

Yes, it was not a magical art, but a magical power. This power did not come from the accumulation and cultivation of spiritual energy, but from the power of the blood beads in Mei Xue's own blood, a natural talent that he understood without learning.

Magical powers did not need to be learned. Except for some extremely special magical powers, most were inherited when one's bloodline awakened.

Even for the same bloodline, the types of magical powers one could understand might not be the same. Even the same magical power could vary based on one's personality and cultivation path.

However, there was no doubt that any magical power, if cultivated deeply, was extremely powerful. The many powerful beings that once existed in the seas and mountains would not pass on useless things to their descendants.

In this world, magical powers represented strength, the manifestation of the myriad laws of the seas and mountains.

This was also true for magical arts, except that magical arts required the user to cultivate their own spiritual energy, developing a power that aligned with the laws of heaven and earth, ultimately achieving unity with heaven and earth, and ascending to immortality.

The ultimate goal of the two different inheritance systems was the same: to transcend the mortal body and achieve immortality and the ability to traverse the void.

However, magical powers could only be passed down through bloodlines, and now faced the challenge of increasingly difficult bloodline awakenings. On the other hand, magical arts could be cultivated by anyone, but without great wisdom, great awareness, and great opportunity, it was extremely difficult to make progress.

Just the step of entering the world of magical arts had stumped countless geniuses over the millennia. The number of cultivators in the seas and mountains was in the billions, but those who could take that step were few and far between. Even among the world-class geniuses who could enter the four great immortal sects of the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise, only a handful could take that step each year.

Once that step was taken, it meant a vast and open sky, a new world. Those who achieved the rank of a magical arts practitioner had the right to truly step onto the stage of the seas and mountains, leaving their mark.

The three major realms of a magical arts practitioner were the Immortal Ring, Dharma Body, and Divine Will. Each realm represented a transformation of the body and a sublimation of the essence of life. What lay beyond the Divine Will was a secret never publicly revealed in the seas and mountains. At least, Mei Xue had never heard of a realm beyond the Divine Will, which seemed to be a legend.

At the end of the magical arts system, of course, was the ascension to immortality and the traversal of the void. In the official records of the seas and mountains, there were only two such world-class strong beings.

The first, of unknown origin, name, and race, suddenly appeared in the seas and mountains during a certain period of the ancient primordial era, creating the supreme method known as "magical arts," teaching the great way in the seas and mountains, and ultimately ascending to immortality.

That era remains the ancient era of the great way that countless magical arts practitioners still yearn for, where immortals taught and cultivated the twelve earth immortals.

The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, and Nether Realm... These were the origins of the magical arts system in the seas and mountains. The major lineages in the seas and mountains today can almost all be traced back to that ancient era.

After the first immortal became a legend of the ancient era and the twelve earth immortals reached their limits and passed away, the second immortal emerged.

This was a world-class genius who had achieved the way through the sword, a white-robed sword immortal who ascended to the third immortal platform and ultimately achieved the way of the sword.

The supreme celestial sword Xuanhong, the undisputed strongest being in the seas and mountains of that era. With one person and one sword, he ascended to the immortal platform, staining the land for a thousand miles with blood under the celestial sword, and ultimately sealed the Nine Nether Sea under the lotus of the third immortal platform before ascending to immortality. His life has become a legend in the seas and mountains.

It was from that time that the immortal platform became the object of everyone's pursuit. With Xuanhong as a precedent, everyone saw ascending to the immortal platform as the only shortcut to reaching the pinnacle of the great way.

These strange square platforms floating in the endless sky after the fragmentation of the star river would always trigger a bloodbath when they approached the world of the seas and mountains. Even the celestial platform, the most mysterious land in the seas and mountains, was ultimately divided among the major forces in the seas and mountains, dismembered, and lost the opportunity to become the ninth immortal platform.

Now, the last essence of the dismembered celestial platform was in front of Mei Xue, with incomplete patterns of the great way tempting him.

Thus, after sorting through the blood beads in his body, Mei Xue began his daily morning routine—connecting the patterns of the great way.

Today, the goal was to pass the second level!

His finger traced the ancient stone patterns, and images of the seas and mountains, the sun, moon, and stars appeared in his eyes. These were the ancient memories recorded in the celestial platform, the story from its birth to the present.

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