Chapter 8

The moon was westward, its light like water!

The gentle sunrise gradually rose, whitening the sky and illuminating the earth.

Wu Yuanxin copied down what he knew, thought, and understood in less than an hour. For the remaining three to four hours, he was engrossed in drawing the image of the Martial Deity. Moreover, Wu Yuanxin had completely lost himself, not knowing what he was doing!

Throughout the night, Wu Shileng stood like a statue, watching Wu Yuanxin, even his breathing was as light as possible. Even the many old ancestors who were secretly observing did not leave!

Gradually, Wu Shileng noticed that Wu Yuanxin's condition was not good...

His face was pale, sweat was pouring down, his body was trembling, yet he was still immersed in his drawing, seemingly unaware of his own state.

Wu Shileng was extremely anxious, constantly rubbing his hands and pacing, wanting to wake Wu Yuanxin but not knowing the exact situation, fearing that he might disturb him. It could be a case of losing control, or it could be a rare opportunity.

"Spit..."

Suddenly, Wu Yuanxin's mouth opened, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, instantly staining the several feet long and wide drawing paper, and he fell backward.

"Xin'er..."

Wu Shileng, filled with worry and anxiety, rushed forward to catch him.

"What is this..."

Wu Yuanxin first focused on his drawing, murmuring to himself, then fainted.

A perfectly good image of the deity had been transformed by Wu Yuanxin into a peacock spreading its tail, resembling a child's random doodle. With the addition of the large bloodstains, it was completely unrecognizable, even to Wu Yuanxin himself!

"Excessive mental strain, possibly damaging the essence!"

Wu Shen Gui arrived like the wind, anxiously grabbing Wu Yuanxin's arm to examine it, frowning and solemnly said, and angrily scolded:

"How did you handle this? Didn't you see it before? How could you let him suffer such great damage!"

As he spoke, he took a fragrant pill that invigorated the spirit and quickly inserted it into Wu Yuanxin's mouth.

"..."

Wu Shileng was speechless, feeling indignant inside.

The old ancestors, including Wu Shen Gui, were definitely more aware of what was happening in the room and Wu Yuanxin's condition than he was. Why didn't they say anything before? Now they blame him?

There was nothing he could do, after all, they were the old ancestors! He had to endure it!

"Impossible! How did the image of the Martial Deity end up in his mind? This is a situation that only occurs at the Spirit Refinement stage for martial cultivators or the Heart Refinement stage for literary cultivators? No wonder the image collapsed and could not convey specific inheritance information..."

While examining, Wu Shen Gui was surprised and puzzled, then he put down Wu Yuanxin's wrist and looked at the drawing that had injured Wu Yuanxin's soul with doubt.

What kind of drawing could have such power?

At first glance, it was just a child's doodle, completely unrecognizable, and even stained.

At second glance, it seemed to have some flavor.

At third glance, it seemed to contain profound and mysterious meanings and insights...

...

Even the bloodstains that "polluted" the drawing seemed to bring the painting to life, adding an indescribable spirituality, containing Wu Yuanxin's understanding and insights of the inheritance, far exceeding his own cultivation level.

From Wu Shen Gui's personal feeling, just this painting alone could match the content and information of the three major realms that Wu Yuanxin had written down!

"A divine painting! A work of spirit refinement! A work of heart refinement... Is this a compensation for the collapse of the deity's image?"

After just a few breaths, Wu Shen Gui took a deep breath, shocked and whispered, but it did not escape Wu Shileng or the many old ancestors who were secretly observing.

"Don't worry! With my pill, he will definitely be fine, and instead, he will benefit greatly, gaining a tremendous opportunity! Don't say anything, I didn't come, and everything will remain as it was..."

Without waiting for Wu Shileng to ask more, Wu Shen Gui took the drawing and left like the wind.

This was the character of Wu Shen Gui, perhaps it was this personality that made him more focused on the martial path.

"Again..."

Wu Shileng muttered helplessly, then looked at Wu Yuanxin with sparkling eyes.

Just from the murmurs and actions of the fifth-generation ancestor, his son was extraordinary! How extraordinary, Wu Shileng himself was only half-aware!

...

"Hong Bo..."

Waking up in a daze, Wu Yuanxin murmured, instinctively calling out to Hong Bo, as if it was a deep-seated imprint in his bones!

His consciousness was a bit hazy, but he didn't feel any headache or fatigue. Instead, he felt a strange mental excitement, and his senses were noticeably sharper.

"Honored Young Master..."

Hong Bo, as always, appeared like a ghost, and before Wu Yuanxin could ask, he said on his own:

"The Clan Head has left, saying that Honored Young Master is fine and has gained a significant opportunity. As for the rest, Honored Young Master doesn't need to worry or think too much, just wait for things to develop and prepare to leave!"

Pausing, he added: "Of course, if Honored Young Master has any requests, you can make them. It's the compensation that the clan and the Wang family should give, don't miss out on it!"

"Okay!"

Wu Yuanxin simply responded, got up, and stretched his body, not feeling anything wrong, but rather a sense of indescribable clarity and comfort!

Regarding whether to leave the clan, it was just a guess before, but now Wu Shileng had directly stated it, so it seemed the clan had already decided!

"Hong Bo! Help me investigate the specific situation of Uncle Si (Wu Shiyue), including his family members. Also, collect information on major events in the world and the martial world. If it's difficult, go directly to Father!"

After a moment of thought, Wu Yuanxin instructed Hong Bo and then walked out.

"Yes!" Hong Bo's puzzled look flashed and disappeared, but he didn't ask anything, agreeing readily.

Wu Shiyue's daughter was the famous first female emperor in Chinese history, Wu Zetian, Wu Zhao, Wu Meiniang.

If this world followed Chinese history, the current female emperor should be the second daughter of Uncle Si, "Wu Clan's Flower" Wu Shun's younger sister. Since she was born to Wu Shiyue's concubine, Lady Yang, her life was not good.

...

While thinking, Wu Yuanxin came to the courtyard, stretched his limbs, and was about to practice the "Wu Quan" when he discovered...

His mental power had mysteriously increased several times, almost becoming tangible, and he could easily probe into the Upper Dantian, the Hall of Impressions, the abode of the spirit, which only literary cultivators would encounter.

More importantly, in his mind, a thousand-armed deity image stood proudly in the center, with indistinct features but a clear form, a manifestation of the mental power becoming so strong that it was about to materialize!

"What's going on? Neither my predecessor nor I have practiced the path of literary cultivation, and I haven't even studied it yet..."

Wu Yuanxin was somewhat stunned, but also enlightened.

"No wonder my thoughts were so quick and clear just now, figuring out and instructing Hong Bo to do things, it must be because of the surge in mental power..."

Wu Yuanxin began to understand the subtleties of literary cultivation.

The stronger the mental power, the stronger the thinking ability, the faster the thinking speed, including logical thinking, imagistic thinking, intuitive thinking, reasoning, and inspiration, all naturally become stronger!

Of course, this was just the beginning, the most basic subtlety!

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