Master of Untold Daos Chapter 361 - All Immortal Kings Are Lunatics!

Chapter 361: All Immortal Kings Are Lunatics!

There were quite a few immortal herbs around, and it made a mesmerizing view with them grown to sapling-like size.

They bloomed, bore fruit, spread their seeds and soon new immortal herbs would grow.

Chen Ming only looked though. He could refine immortal pills, true, but not up to an a.s.sembly line’s speed.

As for eating them like usual, To d.a.m.n few! He just couldn’t do it, If I were to use these, they weren’t enough to put a dent in those broken toys’ appet.i.te!

But Chen Ming got rilled up. The scriptures in this place were left by an Immortal King, there had to be plenty of queer ones to help Chen Ming form Dao Seeds.

Chen Ming could even fly here, while others needed his explicit approval. The abode had an enormous s.p.a.ce sealing array which also facilitated its administration.

Chen Ming got somewhat familiar with the immortal world, and the ones who could fly were all important personas. Each sect most likely had someone like that.

The Beast Pen was empty of immortal beasts, probably the owner thought they would lay to ruin the garden.

With no immortal beasts, Chen Ming ignored it. If there was one thing Yan Mountain didn’t lack, that was immortal beasts.

At the Scriptures Pavilion, he pushed the dust-covered gate and started riffling through the books. He needed a month for all of them to pa.s.s his hands and he even found two steles.

One meant a direct path to the Immortal King realm, and Yan Mountain now had three, Eight Desolate Tyrant Body included.

It could now be said he had the details of how to reach the Immortal King realm.

One stele had Heavenly Wolf Bow owner’s cultivation method, Star Annihilating Palm. It had a hegemonic name and was a hardship cultivator method focusing on the hands.

Chen Ming ignored it. His Limitless Dao Body had power akin to an average hardship cultivator but if he met an unruly one like Zhuo Qingyao, he would fall short.

His const.i.tution opened up the path to cultivating many arts and forming lots of Dao Seeds. It relied on the Dao Seed Aspects to temper his body. Blindly cultivating his body wasn’t a recommended approach.

He trained the Dao body. In simple terms, if his const.i.tution was fairly strong, he could duke it out with the average hardship based on his body strength alone.

It looked like he trained in Nine Nines Mysteries Art, but its mastery was low, courtesy of the realm seal. Compared to his current power, it was a drop in the ocean, without any use whatsoever.

The other stele had the Unfathomable Imperial Energy. It was added to the Dao Seeds he formed this time. There were many copies of what he already had but he at least gained a great understanding of the Daos, increasing the realm limit of those he had.

He ended up forming around a dozen new Dao Seeds, quite a good haul. With most of the three thousand Daos under his belt, to form even these few showed he had some semblance of luck left.

Among them was a particular hardship cultivator method, Legless Devil, a minor version of Star Annihilating Palm.

Its contents left him speechless. They were the insights of Heavenly Wolf Bow’s owner in cultivation.

Heavenly Wolf Bow’s owner cultivated his whole life but never reached the great circle in Star Annihilating Palm, stuck at the great success. It was because he couldn’t commit with his heart and soul and unable to pour all his intent into his arms. When his life neared the end it hit him. If he didn’t have legs, with fewer body parts to pay attention to, wouldn’t he have a better focus in channeling his thoughts and awareness into the rest of his body?

With this idea in mind, he stopped training other magical arts and threw all his pa.s.sion into the Dao of Archery. His Dao Heart grew tougher and gained further understanding along this path.

If talent wasn’t enough, he had to make up for it with effort.

That’s an Immortal King for you. Only he could come up with such a ruthless solution.

Chen Ming’s thought process didn’t use to be like this. Since this one-legged old man needed a hand for a crutch, he would be unable to draw a bow. A hardship cultivator’s shame laid in his inability to fly. So he would just cut off the other leg then have him placed on an immortal beast mount. He would refine an immortal tool to fasten him to the mount. With a steady footing, he’d have free arms for archery.

But the Legless Devil revealed to him another option.

The cultivation of Legless Devil implied severing the legs then using one’s energy to connect with Chakra and form a Wolf Fog to move. In other words, float.

To bring even more stability, the way this energy was turned made it so the body was thousands of jin heavy, steady as a mountain.

It goes without saying, all Immortal King are lunatics to reach such a realm. Not insane, no gain.

Chen Ming walked out of the abode and gestured for it to land in his palm, after shrinking it of course, then hanged it at his waist like a badge. If he were to put it in his storage ring, it would explode since it couldn’t contain it.

Plus, the storage ring only carried lifeless items.

The abode needed to maintain a connection with heaven and earth to safeguard the creatures inside.

Chen Ming moved a huge rock, put in the bow and the thirteen arrows, then covered them with the same stone. He finally drew a half-crying half-laughing face on it.

Then left just like that. Chen Ming didn’t take them with for a reason, Won’t I commit suicide making a jailbreak with my power?

Won’t I expose myself going in person?

I don’t have enough to keep Bu Liuhen in control, not to mention that half-dead geezer!

Let Bu Liuhen fetch them.

He went and settled on a fairly peaceful star in the Vile Dragon Star River. He set a silencing array and donned the mask.

“Thief Bu Liuhen, hear my call.”

Bu Liuhen was on his way to visit his daughter, in his secret base. Any other place would have left him unsure of her safety. If not for Faceless’ help, both of them would’ve been dead a long time ago.

Watching his daughter carefree manner, his heart was at peace, “Dad, w.a.n.g Po seems nice. He even gave me baked sweet potatoes yesterday.”