When the River of Destiny appeared, all the great powers of the entire Primordial World were alarmed.
The Dao of Destiny is extremely profound and obscure. Even the first beings of the Primordial World, if not for a chance encounter, might exhaust their paths without comprehending the mysteries of the Dao of Destiny.
Now that the River of Destiny has appeared, who among the great powers of the Primordial World wouldn't want to have a glimpse of the mysteries of the Dao of Destiny!
So they all immersed themselves in comprehending the Dao of Destiny. This included all the saints, except for Lao Tzu and Nüwa who were “watching the show” on the scene.
Nüwa, in particular, didn't even realize that her home was robbed.
When it gradually dissipated, everyone felt a sense of loss.
Nüwa finally noticed something unusual about herself. The plain immortal dress she wore was gone without a trace right before her eyes!
“Who could it be? What is their intention?”
Someone had actually taken off her clothes while she was immersed in comprehending the Dao of Destiny!
Nüwa's heart was filled with anger, but she also felt a little fear.
She didn't even understand what methods the other party used to do this without her knowing, even as a Saint. Perhaps even her Master, Hongjun, could hardly achieve this.
Even if her Master had the ability, he wouldn't play such a joke on her.
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After sleeping for a day and a night, Wu Ling finally woke up.
Her body had undergone significant changes. Her blood was full, and she looked much stronger than before, like a little calf.
“Shi Hao, look, I'm so much stronger now.”
Wu Ling didn't know what had happened, but she was happy to show off her little arm to Shi Hao.
“Yes, yes, Little Ling is the strongest.”
Shi Hao was also envious of the Wu clan's extraordinary physical talents. After just eating a dozen pounds of beef, Wu Ling's body had actually become much stronger.
Most importantly, she wasn't pure-blooded Wu. She was just a mixed-blood of the Wu and Human races. Shi Hao was also shocked, wondering how strong the pure-blooded Wu of ancient times were.
As for himself, a Human, he had eaten countless pounds of that old man's mount, yet he still felt nothing. His body remained unchanged.
“After Wu Ling cultivates the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, her physical body will probably become several times stronger.”
Filled with anticipation for Wu Ling's cultivation, Shi Hao took out the jade slip that recorded the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill and let Wu Ling study it.
Of course, Shi Hao was also curious about the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, which was famous throughout the Primordial World. Legend has it that cultivating to the ninth level, one could attain the Dao through strength, just like Pangu.
So yesterday he secretly peeked at the jade slip a few times. He could understand the content, but he couldn't understand how to cultivate it.
Besides the Wu clan, other races could also cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, such as Yu Ding Zhenren’s disciple Yang Jian. He couldn't learn it, so he could only conclude that he didn't have the talent for it.
“Little Ling, can you understand the cultivation method recorded on the jade slip? Once you learn it and practice it, you will become very powerful. You won't have to worry about not having enough to eat in the future.”
Shi Hao was a little worried, wondering if Little Ling could learn such an obscure skill as the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill. If not, he'd have to wait until he saw that old man or his sister again to ask for their personal guidance.
“Really? I can eat my fill every day if I learn this?” Upon hearing this, Wu Ling's eyes lit up.
“Of course.”
Even just cultivating to the second level of the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill would make her as powerful as a True Immortal. As long as she didn't encounter some particularly powerful Great Demon, she could eat whatever she wanted.
Wu Ling believed Shi Hao's words without a doubt. She immediately closed her eyes and began to study the content of the jade slip.
It must be said that some people are just born with talent. The Nine Revolutions Profound Skill was indeed a very suitable cultivation method for the Wu clan. After just one morning, Wu Ling successfully broke through to the first level of the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill!
“Shi Hao, I feel so powerful now. Wait for me, I'll go catch a cow for you.”
With her newfound strength, Wu Ling excitedly ran out.
Looking at Wu Ling's hurried back, Shi Hao shook his head with a smile. She was still just like a child.
Shi Hao didn't want to keep Wu Ling around. Apart from the fact that she ate too much, needing to consume tens of thousands of pounds of meat every day, which he truly couldn't afford, the main reason was that he didn't want to restrict her personal freedom.
How could he make a teenager live with him, spending their days fishing and gardening like an old man?
Shi Hao enjoyed it, but he didn't think a teenager would share his mindset.
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Inside the Fire Cloud Cave, Fuxi used his divine sense to inform Nüwa that he would be visiting Shi Hao tomorrow and asked her to meet him at the Fire Cloud Cave tomorrow.
Fuxi's idea was that since even Nüwa the Saint couldn't calculate Shi Hao's fate or help him find a match, and since his younger sister Nüwa wanted to go with him, it was as if he were introducing his sister to Shi Hao. Otherwise, how could Fuxi be embarrassed to ask for Shi Hao's calligraphy!?
“Brother, did you gain any insights into the Dao of Destiny during the appearance of the River of Destiny a few days ago?”
As for Shi Hao, Nüwa was no longer as curious as she was initially.
“Although I gained something, the Dao of Destiny is too difficult to comprehend.”
Fuxi sighed. The appearance of the River of Destiny a few days ago was indeed a chance encounter for him.
After witnessing the boundless River of Destiny, he realized how shallow his cultivation was.
If he hadn't been reincarnated and gained the position of the Three Sovereigns of the Human race, transcending through an alternative method.
He might never have been able to comprehend even a glimpse of the Dao of Destiny, until his death. He might have been stuck at the level of a Quasi-Saint for his entire life.
With his cultivation over two lifetimes, he had finally gained a preliminary understanding of the Dao of Destiny with the help of the River of Destiny a few days ago, but that was all.
Nüwa comforted him, “Brother, there's no need to rush. Perhaps the River of Destiny will appear again in the future. Even among the Saints in the Three Realms, no one's understanding of the Dao of Destiny surpasses yours. Moreover, you have already achieved the position of the Three Sovereigns, enduring countless calamities without being worn down, and being touched by karma but remaining unstained. Time means nothing to you and me. If one eon doesn't work, there are ten eons. I believe that one day you will get your wish.”
Nüwa understood her brother Fuxi's ambition. He always wanted to achieve the state of Primal Chaos and become the seventh Saint in the Primordial World.
Although the position of the Three Sovereigns was similar to that of the Saints, enduring countless calamities without being worn down, they were still a far cry in terms of status and strength.
Moreover, they were restricted, confined to the Fire Cloud Cave. The Three Sovereigns were like prisoners, deprived of their freedom, able to explore the outside world only through their divine sense.
“Sigh, Nüwa the Saint is right.”
It wasn't impossible for the River of Destiny to appear again a few times.
But even Fuxi felt that he was being too wishful. How many eons had passed since Pangu opened the heavens? That “legendary” River of Destiny had only appeared once.