1300: Chapter 383 Tai’a Mountain, Rise_2 1300: Chapter 383 Tai’a Mountain, Rise_2 Su He did not respond again, withdrawing from her Inner World and then looking towards the Heritage Cave of the Netherworld King.
She copied the Cultivation Techniques that could be copied, and for those that couldn’t be…
With a rub of her hands, Su He extracted a spatial coordinate from the Barbarian King Refining World Technique and placed it inside the Heritage Cave.
Truly suitable successors of the Netherworld King’s legacy could reach out and take the inheritance from this location.
The space here was so solidified, even Baiyin had to honestly walk down, unable to break through the space to enter.
Yet Su He easily created a spatial coordinate with a rub of her hands.
All of Zhenyou Mountain was completely open to him.
If Su He wished, he could refine Zhenyou Mountain entirely right now, meeting no obstacles whatsoever.
After surveying the surroundings, Su He confirmed that he had memorized all the inheritances—just knowing the names and content is enough.
Knowing who is suitable is sufficient!
From the Heritage Underground Palace back to the Palace of the Netherworld King, the place was still shrouded in coolness.
Su He bowed deeply towards the woman inside the ice: “Senior Sister, I have taken the inheritance.”
The Netherworld King had no response.
Su He turned around and left the Palace of the Netherworld King.
Was the Netherworld King’s consciousness dissipated, or was it not yet the time for her to emerge?
Stepping outside, Su He saw atop the Yellow Springs winding around Zhenyou Mountain, a surge of Mystery Yellow Qi rolling tumultuously.
It resembled a massive mountain, pressing down on the Yellow Springs, making their flow difficult.
When the Netherworld King was present, she made shouldering the responsibility seem effortless, but with the Netherworld King gone, the Yellow Springs were stubbornly enduring.
Just like on Xuanting Mountain, Su He could take away this segment of Mystery Yellow Qi at any moment.
Su He pondered for a moment, then said softly, “Senior Sister, I will take a walk on Guiwang Mountain first, then decide today whether to raise my mountain!”
He felt he could actually bear the responsibility now.
After all, the strength of the Pangolin infused in his body endowed him with some semblance of the Immortal Sovereign’s power.
A single sword chime resonated in the hall, followed by silence.
Su He smiled as he leaped onto the Yellow Springs and, like a slide, slid down Zhenyou Mountain, making his way towards Guiwang Mountain.
He resolutely climbed the mountain by foot.
The disciples from various courtyards on Guiwang Mountain inexplicably looked up.
The moment Su He set foot on Guiwang Mountain, the half-transparent Tai Chi Diagram suspended there suddenly solidified, slowly rotating with immense heaviness.
What the Forty-Nine Floating Islands on Xuanting Mountain and the Yellow Springs on Zhenyou Mountain represented to Su He was unknown.
But the Tai Chi Diagram on Guiwang Mountain was likely crafted from the remnants of the shattered Book of Changes.
Upon setting foot on Guiwang Mountain, not only did he feel the same sensation of imprinting his presence in this space, but several Hexagrams in his Inner World began to vibrate simultaneously.
The scenery before him changed, still presenting two figures.
An old angler fished, while a young Taoist in robes practiced his slow-paced Fist Technique.
The Taoist Ancestor cast his line, saying, “Little Third Son, I’ve found a Little Fourth Son for you.”
Su He looked towards the fist-practicing Taoist.
This was the Third Older Brother, the First-Generation Tao Master.
The young man continued his fist practice without turning, replying, “Ah!
I’ve heard from Senior Sister.
Old man, you reaped disciples upon entering annihilation, quite irresponsible of you!
Moreover, there are countless brilliant talents in the world, how can I be certain who is our Little Junior Brother?”
The Taoist Ancestor chuckled, “Don’t worry.
I’ve rigged the Ascending Immortal Drum.
Only you four can strike the nine sounds.
If one day someone strikes nine sounds on the Nine Sounds Ascension Drum, it must be your Little Junior Brother…
or one of you three has reincarnated and returned…”
The fist-practicing Taoist curled his lips, “Forced into Samsara, wouldn’t that mean the enemy is terrifyingly strong?
Who would honestly strike nine sounds?
I’d only strike eight, take the top resources of Guiwang Mountain, and deliberately avoid standing out!”
The Taoist Ancestor burst into hearty laughter, “As you wish!
As you wish!”
Boom!
The fist-practicing Taoist wanted to say more, but Su He felt a tremor underfoot and a surge of force compelled him to open his eyes.
Mystery Yellow Qi also manifested on the Tai Chi Diagram atop Guiwang Mountain.
Three peaks, three auras emerged, and as they interconnected, they shook thunderously.
It seemed as if they held a strong desire to merge, after being split into three parts for who knows how long.
Watching the three strands of Mystery Yellow Qi, Su He bowed to Guiwang Mountain, “This is only my third visit to meet my Older Brother, I beg your forgiveness for any disrespect, I hope Older Brother will pardon me.”
The Tai Chi Diagram spun as if it heard his words, and a voice emerged from within, “No matter!”
Su He’s eyes suddenly brightened, “Third Brother is here?”
No further sound came from the Tai Chi Diagram.
Su He fell silent, remembering that the Netherworld King once mentioned that the Third Brother had reincarnated.
He would have to check with either Xuanzhen or the Tao Master to see who had struck eight sounds throughout history.
The reincarnated body of the Third Brother should be among these people.
The three strands of Mystery Yellow Qi interconnected, their thunder-like vibrations echoing in his mind.
As if clearing a fog in his brain, Su He started to form a connection with the Mystery Yellow Qi.
This was originally his.
Returning today, the Mystery Yellow Qi simply sought to return to its true owner.
No sooner had the connection formed than Su He could sense the status of three other great mountains through the Mystery Yellow Qi.
Guiwang Mountain was still in good shape, with the Luck and Tao Rhythm of generation after generation of Guiwang Mountain’s disciples upholding the Tai Chi Diagram, the Mystery Yellow Qi never truly pressed down.
Xuanting and Zhenyou, lacking extra support, were already overwhelmed by the burden.
Su He couldn’t even distinguish whether the Floating Islands of Xuanting Mountain were welcoming the arrival of the Fourth Elder, or if they were simply relieved to see the weight upon their shoulders about to dissolve.
They had borne the burden for far too long.
Though Su He didn’t know exactly what they were supporting.
But through the Mystery Yellow Qi, he could even hear their tired and creaking sounds.
Like an ancient wooden door, or the old beams of a crumbling house, on the verge of rotting away.
Probably they couldn’t hold on much longer.
Su He was silent for a moment.
Raising his hand, he beckoned, “Come!”
Suddenly, the Mystery Yellow Qi from the three mountains surged upwards, churning like ocean waves, colliding in the sky above, swirling and blending together.