Chapter 181: The Kunpeng

Chapter 181: The Kunpeng

The golden bone shard gleamed with a flowing luster, its runes blazing brightly. Instead of being densely packed small characters, there was a single symbol, dazzling and radiant, with a glow like the dawn.

Little Dot was greatly shaken. This was a primordial treasure bone. For some unknown reason, the runes had not retracted or vanished but remained on the surface, awaiting interpretation.

Typically, once a treasure bone is separated from its source, its runes fade away within a short time, melding into the bone and becoming part of a treasure, making further comprehension nearly impossible.

This golden bone had been passed down from ancient times. It was rare for such intricate mysteries to remain, still imprinted on it.

Little Dot was extremely excited, his big eyes squinting into crescent shapes as he lunged forward. The allure of this rune bone was too great for him; it was bound to help him transform and advance his treasure techniques rapidly.

“Speed is not always effective. Although you have rare talent, your practice is too hasty. You should refine it further,” Old Vine did not give him the golden bone.

Little Dot was instantly anxious. A sacred treasure technique was right in front of him. It was clearly obtainable but was slipping away, a frustrating sensation.

“First, consolidate your current understanding, and then study this treasure bone,” the spirit warned him not to rush.

“What else should I consolidate?” Little Dot looked at him eagerly, full of desire.

“Practicing a treasure technique requires true integration and thorough understanding. You need to grasp why it has such power, which means understanding its original essence. You’ve done well, integrating two treasure techniques, but there was some luck involved, and it’s not yet truly profound.”

The spirit advised him not to be constrained by the treasure techniques but to truly understand the essence of the runes, evolve various changes in the treasure techniques, and fully comprehend them.

In reality, many people, despite mastering powerful treasure techniques, do not understand their secrets; they merely replicate and apply them.

The spirit said this was not enough. To become the strongest, one must start from the most primordial aspects, understand every subtle detail of the treasure techniques, and truly master all the variations.

This meant exploring the development process of these techniques, understanding all the secrets, which would constitute true enlightenment. Only then could stronger transformations occur.

“I understand, senior,” Little Dot had been doing this all along but had not reached the end. He needed to re-enlighten himself and understand thoroughly.

Thus, he began a new phase of enlightenment, dedicating himself fully. For over half a month, he immersed himself in the runes of the Peng Clan, understanding their mysteries.

During this time, he was either in the Scripture Pavilion or sitting cross-legged in the spirit’s holy land, rarely seen elsewhere, almost oblivious to everything.

To understand the Peng Clan’s methods, Little Dot borrowed many bone books from the Scripture Pavilion, immersing himself in them, forgetting to eat or sleep, putting all his energy into it.

The elder guarding the door nodded. This time, he did not speak but directly selected and brought a large stack of bone books, all related to the Peng Bird.

Another half month passed. Besides understanding the Peng Clan’s runes, Little Dot also studied other raptors’ methods, learning through analogy and gaining a more thorough understanding.

In the end, he felt he had comprehended everything, at least clearing up all the runes he had mastered, and could even evolve and create similar runes.

Upon seeing this result, the elder at the gate was stunned, looking at him with disbelief. He was truly a rare prodigy.

Having read through all the Peng Clan’s bone books, Little Dot felt as if he had transformed into a divine Peng Bird. With a flick of his arms, golden light flowed, and divine wings took shape, as if he were soaring into the sky.

Clearly, after integration and comprehension, the treasure technique had become extremely powerful and fearsome, far surpassing before, because he had fused in too many rune bone books.

Thus, every detail and infinite variations were clear in his mind. Little Dot had fully grasped all the records in these bone books.

With a hum, he fell into a peculiar state of enlightenment in the Scripture Pavilion, placing the golden divine moon into a cave heaven, nurturing a demonic bird within.

The volcanic crater spewed “lava,” and the golden divine moon transformed into an egg, covered in blue runes, fearsome and powerful. It floated in the crater, ready to be summoned with a thought.

This was the manifestation of understanding this treasure technique to its extreme, nurtured by the cave heaven, truly astonishing.

One cave heaven nurtured one rune, giving birth to an extremely powerful treasure technique. When needed, its power could be terrifying, sweeping away all enemies.

As Little Dot’s eyes opened and closed, a divine Peng Bird shot out from the cave heaven, standing beside him, both divine and terrifying.

“If one day, all ten cave heavens open, each nurturing a supreme rune corresponding to the ten strongest ancient divine birds and beasts, how powerful would that be?” Little Dot murmured under the gourd vine, full of longing.

The spirit was speechless. This was simply impossible.

“The ten strongest primordial treasure techniques—obtaining just one and truly understanding it thoroughly is enough to surpass the eight desolations and make even gods tremble. You’d be invincible in heaven and earth.”

According to the spirit, just obtaining one of these supreme treasure techniques was sufficient, providing lifelong benefit. Even if ten cave heavens were opened, there would be no chance to accommodate the ten strongest ancient techniques; no one could defy the heavens.

“Alas,” Little Dot sighed, thinking too far ahead. The ten strongest ancient techniques seemed extinct. It was hard to find even one, let alone ten.

What he needed to do now was to work hard to restore the Kunpeng treasure technique, one of them. Who knew when he would get close to or achieve a result?

“Senior, I have truly integrated and comprehended. I feel like a Peng Bird now, understanding every change of the runes thoroughly.”

Little Dot requested the golden bone. After a month had passed, with his astonishing talent, he had indeed thoroughly understood it, almost transforming into a human-shaped divine Peng.

“Alright,” the spirit nodded and advised him to recite more scriptures daily while comprehending this treasure bone, which would be greatly beneficial.

“I know,” Little Dot nodded. During these days, he had read too many scriptures and rune meanings. His body felt increasingly comfortable and warm. Although he did not deliberately break through, his flesh seemed to be evolving, vitality enhanced, and his understanding of runes deepening.

Holding the golden treasure bone with joy, he turned it over and over and then began to study and comprehend it directly.

Soon, he was astonished, showing an incredible expression, and exclaimed, “This is not a Peng bone.”

He finally understood why Old Vine had asked him to thoroughly comprehend the Peng technique before studying this bone because it was entirely different; it was a Kunpeng bone.

As soon as he explored it, he felt a terrifying aura, as if seeing a gigantic fish tens of thousands of miles long leap out of the sea and then transform into a great Peng, soaring up ninety thousand miles, vast and amazing.

“So, this bone is impressive, rivaling the foundational divine powers of the Sky Repairing Pavilion,” the spirit said.

“It’s a Kunpeng bone,” Little Dot exclaimed excitedly, gripping the golden bone tightly. This was indeed amazing, exactly what he had been striving for.

“No, it’s only a descendant of the Kunpeng,” the spirit clarified.

Little Dot understood. The ten strongest ancient techniques could not possibly leave behind treasure bones and be stored in the Sky Repairing Pavilion. If they were here, the Pavilion would have long been destroyed, and Old Vine would not have been able to guard it. The gods and ancient divine mountain beings would have come to seize it.

Even so, it was still an incredibly valuable treasure bone.

Little Dot was overjoyed; today's harvest was immense. This was a bone from a supreme lineage, which could validate the treasure technique he had comprehended.

"I need to understand it thoroughly and recreate the Kunpeng technique," he murmured.

Little Dot had been back at the Sky Repairing Pavilion for three months, spending all his time in cultivation. Old Vine had also "revived" for a month now, during which many events had occurred outside.

Firstly, the Great Wilderness was shaken, and the ancient kingdoms were in uproar. The rebirth of the pavilion’s spirit surprised many, as no one expected such a result.

Secondly, waves were surging, and everywhere was unsettled as if something significant was about to happen. People reported seeing god-like figures appearing in the sky, radiating immense light.

During this time, many disciples of the Sky Repairing Pavilion were elated and confident, believing that their sect would grow stronger and dominate the region.

Meanwhile, the pavilion master and some high-ranking members were worried. They had naturally received warnings from the spirit and understood the grave situation, which was nothing short of a disaster.

Secretly, the master and the higher-ups began to take covert actions, preparing early to avoid potential calamities.

Half a month ago, Shi Yi had returned and wanted to see Little Dot, but at that time, the little rascal was so engrossed in studying the Peng Clan’s treasure techniques that he was unaware of it.

In the end, they missed each other and did not meet face-to-face. Shi Yi had entered the Ancient Sacred Academy a few days ago, causing a great stir.

Everyone was astonished, as it had been many years since anyone had entered. Once someone entered, as long as they did not die young, they could become a sage in the future.

Especially someone like Shi Yi, with his rare dual pupils, would certainly surpass his predecessors and might one day become a divine king walking the world.

In the morning, with the morning glow shining brightly, Little Dot rose under the vines, looking radiant and full of energy. He had gained a lot from just a night’s study.

Recently, he had either been in the Scripture Pavilion or here, rarely returning to his residence, spending all his time in the world of runes.

"I haven’t seen Qingfeng for a long time. I’ll go check on him."

He walked out of the forbidden area, stepping on the colorful morning dew, feeling relaxed and pleasant as he headed towards his residence.

The sun was shining, casting light on the verdant bamboo forest. Along the way, he saw many people, all ordinary disciples of the Sky Repairing Pavilion, discussing something.

“Why are there so many people so early?” Little Dot wondered, having been away for a long time and not knowing what had happened.

He asked someone what was going on.

“You really are elusive, disappearing for such a long time,” the new disciple, who evidently knew him, said quietly, “The people from the Deer Hunting Academy have come to spar and exchange with us, sigh.”

“Why the sigh? Isn’t that a good thing?” Little Dot was confused.

“What good thing? You don’t know, yesterday, just one person from their side defeated all of us. It was a disaster,” the disciple said, looking dejected.

“So powerful?” Little Dot was surprised.

“The Goddess of War from the Deer Hunting Academy came with more than ten disciples. Only the youngest among them fought and defeated our group, with severe injuries and many broken bones,” he explained.

Little Dot was shocked. Was the Deer Hunting Academy so strong that no one in the Sky Repairing Pavilion could match them?

Soon, he met with Xiong Fei and Elder Zhuo Yun and heard their discussions. His heart skipped a beat. The Deer Hunting Academy wasn’t just here for a spar; they also wanted to visit the spirit.

“Are they here to investigate?” Little Dot thought to himself.

Although the Deer Hunting Academy and the Sky Repairing Pavilion were rivals, they were not mortal enemies. Their visit might indicate that they sensed impending chaos.

Leaving the area, Little Dot went to the Genius Camp. Upon arrival, he frowned as he saw many bloodstains by the lake, and the wooden houses built along the lake occasionally emitted cries of pain.

It was evident that a fierce battle had taken place here. Many had been severely injured, with so much blood spilled, showing how intense the battle was.

“Qingfeng!” Little Dot called out, worried about any accidents.

With a creak, many rooms opened, and several geniuses appeared. Seeing him, they all showed a mixed expression, as he was a formidable and ruthless child.

“Little brother!” Qingfeng appeared, unharmed. However, many others were bandaged and wounded, especially Zhou Yuhao, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, wincing and groaning.

Little Dot laughed. This guy was really unlucky. Every time he saw him, he was in such a sorry state. He had beaten him a few times before, and now, he was beaten up again.

Little Dot looked at the others, and his smile faded. Their injuries were severe, with broken bones and severed tendons. Such a sparring match was indeed too brutal.

Previously, Little Dot often came here and had become friends with some people. Seeing their pale faces and severe injuries now made him frown.

“Is this still a friendly spar? If the attacks were any heavier, they’d be half-dead,” Little Dot remarked.

“We went to get help, asking Senior Brother Yufeng, Junior Brother Xiao Tian, and others to return from the old monsters,” someone said.

“That person is really terrifying. Only fourteen or fifteen years old, but with extremely powerful cultivation. The treasure techniques they used were astonishing, suppressing everything with the Great Peng Bird,” they continued.

Upon hearing this, Little Dot was intrigued. Since he also practiced Peng techniques and was aiming to transform into a Kunpeng, he naturally wanted to see that person.

“He was really infuriating. When he left, he said that the Genius Camp of the Sky Repairing Pavilion was nothing, easily crushed,” they added.

Everyone was furious. Although there were strong individuals in the Genius Camp, many had been chosen by the old monsters recently, leaving only a few now.

Indeed, the young man from the Deer Hunting Academy was formidable, sweeping through the place alone and astonishing everyone.

Before leaving, he had sneered repeatedly, his disdain deeply hurting the geniuses here.

“Oh, Junior Brother Xiao Tian is back.”

“Senior Brother Wufeng is back too.”

Everyone was delighted and prepared to fight again.

“We should wait until Senior Brother Yufeng and the others return. After all, with just one person being so powerful, the remaining nine haven’t shown their strength yet,” someone suggested cautiously, wanting to wait for the strongest among the Genius Camp to return before fighting again.

“What are we waiting for? Let’s go immediately. I can’t wait any longer,” Little Dot said.

Some hesitated, but most nodded immediately, as more than half of them had understood his background by now. With such a ruthless child joining, they believed everything could be resolved.

There would still be three chapters today. Working hard, seeking support for the monthly vote.

To be continued.