Chapter 178 Sweeping Across the Six Kingdoms

“Ordinary newcomers standing here cannot see this town at all.”

“It’s a mature-looking man like Wu Yaozu,” he said.

Ahead, the entire town was brightly lit, bustling with people, a scene only visible to those whose consciousness could leave their bodies.

Otherwise, just like ordinary people can’t see the “yin spirits” wandering at night, they won’t even notice them passing by.

Everyone here came through a dream, not in their actual bodies, so the town shrouded in night mist must be quite strange. “Would you like to go in and take a look?” This time, Wu Yaozu took the initiative to invite him.

Although Qin Ming was tempted and wanted to find out more, he restrained himself.

He was well aware of his own situation. The interpretation of the silk manuscripts, which had become his flesh and blood instincts, was only a temporary suppression of the various laws, merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

If he were to “travel in spirit,” he would be different from others. The Heavenly Light Force would condense with his consciousness and travel with him. However, it is not yet stable at this stage, and he is afraid of “setting off firecrackers” in the strange town.

Qin Ming asked, “Brother Wu, have you found a mangled corpse nearby? There should also be a gleaming five-colored treasure bottle beside her.”

He couldn’t stop thinking about that bottle of Heavenly Light Liquid; if it weren’t for his health problems, he would have gone looking for it long ago. Wu Yaozu shook his head and said, “I didn’t notice it. I’ll help you look for it later.”

In the dead of night, the courtyard emitted a faint golden light, giving it a slightly sacred appearance.

The strange town is bustling with activity; some people are doing business, others are strolling around, and all sorts of creatures roam the streets, but it seems impossible to see through the courtyards.

Wu Yaozu felt at ease in this place, leaving his physical body in the courtyard. A “rainbow light” flew out from his body and landed in the town, where he went for a stroll.

A young man with a vertical eye between his eyebrows asked, “Little Wu, could someone have moved into that courtyard? The lights there are unusual.”

Soon, several acquaintances came over to greet Wu Yaozu, as they had all appeared in his dreams more than once.

A moon insect fell from the night sky and transformed into a silver-armored youth, saying, “Not simple at all. His physical body is living in that small courtyard. Did he come here from reality? Little Wu, introduce your friend to us.”

Immediately, a man with golden horns on his head laughed and said, “How about I organize a gathering and invite the two goddesses to have a drink together? Let’s meet in town?” In the night, in the small courtyard with a faint golden glow, Qin Ming’s body was crackling with thunder and flames were rising. He was trying to solve his “root cause of illness”.

If he is not completely eliminated now, he will inevitably become like the founder of this skill, whose problems are too deep to be reversed, and will eventually explode with a bang.

He had two approaches. One was to guide rather than block, arranging the “subdued” and “tamed” Heavenly Light Force in various parts of the body. For example, the heart belongs to fire, which is very compatible with the Fire Stream Scripture, while the lungs belong to metal, which is compatible with the Golden Silkworm Scripture.

According to this, all things of the five elements will be assigned to the five internal organs, while other scriptures and techniques, once “subdued,” can be placed in other places.

At that time, Qin Ming used the meaning of the silk scroll to orchestrate and maximize the sticky force, thus controlling all the techniques of his body.

In this way, when different divine lights emanate from different parts of the body, they may be able to combine to create a mysterious and unknown power.

Because the content on each page of the ancestral teachings of various sects is the result of continuous experimentation and various combinations to create the strongest Heavenly Light Force.

However, to do this, one needs to have extremely precise control over the entire body; otherwise, any imbalance in any part will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

Moreover, silk calligraphy is not just about sticky strength; it can express all kinds of strengths, so using it in this way would be a waste.

Another approach is to destroy the old and establish the new, sweep everything away, break through it, and the remaining techniques will be rendered useless.

Just as the King of Qin unified the six kingdoms and conquered the world, all laws and scriptures eventually had to be standardized in writing and cart axles, thus achieving ultimate unification.

However, operating in this way would be far too difficult.

Qin Ming had tried many times. He used the World Fire to refine the True Scripture and found that it burned not only the Heavenly Light Force but also himself. It was difficult for ordinary people to endure.

Furthermore, he felt that the World Fire was not enough, and the idea of ​​introducing Thunder Fire was like refining the Dragon and Tiger Elixir internally, to brew all the Heavenly Light Force.

However, the Purple Mansion Thunderfire Force can no longer be used for thunder and fire; instead, the Silk Calligraphy Method has been used instead.

Next, he drew upon the records in the “Book of Changing Fate” and, referring to the methods of “borrowing from heaven to change fate,” repeatedly tried it on his body.

Later, the methods of the Overlord and some ideas of the Spirit Field Realm also inspired Qin Ming, who emphasized leveraging the “general trend” for his own use.

Of course, he is still far from the Spirit Realm, and can only use his body as a battlefield to leverage his “momentum” to smash the Heavenly Light Force.

Qin Ming discovered that the idea of ​​sweeping away the six kingdoms was feasible, but it also had a serious problem: the requirements for his own qualifications were too high.

If things go wrong, this won’t be practicing real skills anymore; it will turn you into “ashes.”

He estimated that if he used all those methods, tormenting himself, repeatedly sweeping away all true skills, and finally unifying the system, his base value would have to reach at least 1,500.

According to the people of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court, initial foundation is not measured in kilograms, but rather as a potential value. The initial foundation of an extraordinary person is close to one thousand.

Even if a master-level figure went through various “trials” in his youth, such as entering the Spirit Nest of Mountains and Rivers or consuming dragon blood, he might not be able to reach 1,500.

This means that the silk calligraphy does indeed have significant problems, as few people meet the requirements to address the underlying issues. Moreover, the figure of 1,500 is Qin Ming’s rough estimate of the minimum value.

For a moment, his face turned pale. He had indeed exceeded the minimum value, but in the process, it was very likely that it would soar to a peak value.

He believed that the masters of all ages must have studied this and had ideas for a solution, but most likely they gave up because the initial foundational values ​​were not good enough.

Qin Ming immediately thought of the meticulously crafted silk calligraphy in the temple. He wanted to learn from the patriarch’s ideas to perhaps lower his own standards.

However, the kind old woman in the stone statue told him that the place was extremely dangerous, and he would die if he went in unless he could resolve his own hidden dangers.

Qin Ming vaguely guessed that entering the temple might not be a matter of cultivation level, but rather a matter of having a high standard of “flawlessness” in one’s own path.

This is quite troublesome. To enter the temple, one must first solve one’s own problems. To perfectly resolve the hidden dangers, he hopes to learn from the patriarch’s ideas, as if he has fallen into a vicious cycle.

He also subtly inquired whether he could invite the old lady into the temple to read the scriptures for him.

However, the old woman shook her head and told him that few people could get there, not even her, because the master of the temple was too powerful.

Back then, the old man who practiced calligraphy on silk was indeed ridiculously skilled. He debated with the owner of the place for three days and four nights and finally walked out alive.

“In the end, we still have to rely on ourselves,” Qin Ming muttered to himself.

He has a good idea, and his initial foundation is now incredibly strong; it’s worth a try.

“Even if we can’t completely unify the six kingdoms, we can combine it with the first approach and take a gamble.” Immediately, painful flames rose up, accompanied by thunder, and Qin Ming began to address his own problems once again.

He tried day and night, becoming exhausted and his eyes bloodshot. During this time, various forces of nature indeed fiercely resisted and rebelled several times.

This made him even more determined that the root of the problem must be eliminated now.

During this period, he memorized the Silk Calligraphy, the Destiny-Changing Scripture, the Overlord’s Spiritual Field, Worldly Fire, and Purple Mansion Inner Refinement by heart, and studied them countless times.

“The most complex problems need to be simplified to the extreme, not overly detailed.”

In the end, Qin Ming went all out. He felt that if he wanted everything, he would end up with nothing. After reading these scriptures, he decided to proceed with the simplest approach.

In the early days, the pioneers on the path of rebirth all mutated their severely injured bodies by consuming strange herbs during their battles with giant beasts.

“Now, my Heavenly Light Force is in trouble, which is equivalent to my body being injured and suffering damage. I need to prepare medicine to solve this fatal problem.” The Destiny-Changing Scripture contains methods for brewing medicine, and even rare blood can be extracted to obtain its essence. The source of the medicinal materials is naturally various Heavenly Light Forces.

As for fire, it was certainly not lacking. Using silk scrolls, one could depict wind and fire, thunder and fire, and other forms of fire, plus the world’s fire. Qin Ming began directly. Soon after, he let out a muffled groan; some of the “medicinal herbs” within his body had burned away, nearly causing a backlash.

“If once isn’t enough, then try ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!” Of course, he didn’t want it to happen that many times. No matter how high the initial base value was, it couldn’t withstand such consumption. If it exceeded the peak value once, he himself would be the one swept away and pierced through.

Wu Yaozu, who had been missing for five days, returned and found the courtyard in disarray. Qin Ming looked as if he had been burned by smoke and fire, with some parts of his body charred black, looking quite disheveled.

Even the courtyard wall showed signs of fire, and the vegetable garden was almost destroyed.

The old hen had grown new, brightly colored feathers, because it had also been burned once, so it was no ordinary free-range chicken.

“You’re refining medicine?” Wu Yaozu asked in surprise, because he smelled a faint fragrance, which he detected not with his nose, but with his “conscious perception”.

“Yes!” Qin Ming nodded. As he spoke, his abdomen shone brightly, illuminating his entire body, making him seem transparent.

Wu Yaozu stared in disbelief. He saw a divine pill in Qin Ming’s abdomen, perfectly round and dazzling. Purple energy rose from it, golden clouds swirled around it, and silver light shone in all directions. It was entangled with various kinds of light mist, which was very mysterious.

Then, he saw the strange elixir spinning rapidly, swirling like a whirlwind, gathering all the light and essence of heaven and spirit, converging towards it. Qin Ming’s entire essence was focused on combining the elixir; his accumulated wisdom and spiritual light were all absorbed into it.

Wu Yaozu exclaimed, “What a wonderful medicine! It must be a top-grade, supreme elixir! No, this can’t be eaten. That’s a person, not a great medicine.”

At this moment, the True Core shattered, becoming a dazzling light, shaped like a human figure, similar to Qin Ming. Then it decomposed, turning into countless streams of light that rushed towards all parts of the flesh and blood.

This is the result of Qin Ming’s attempt.

He has combined the medicine countless times. After fusion, it will spontaneously explode, mainly to make the Heavenly Light Force a unified whole. He refines his true skill with Worldly Fire, repeating the process repeatedly.

Qin Ming felt that it was about time; all the Heavenly Light Force had finally been refined into one.

During this period, it was extremely dangerous. His body was almost pierced through, burned by fire, and struck by lightning. He faced danger several times and endured extraordinary hardships.

He didn’t want to relive that process, because it was too terrifying, practically a death knell! To him, this was the most primitive form of medicine, ultimately consumed by his own flesh and blood.

The kind old woman sensed something and was startled. Her pure Yang consciousness left the stone statue and reappeared in the courtyard. “You’ve resolved your own problem?” she asked, her hair completely white and her face showing a strange expression.

Qin Ming nodded and said, “I think the medicine is almost ready. If I could obtain the scriptures that the senior had refined, I might be able to further improve it.”

The old lady looked surprised and said, “Using the Heavenly Light Force as medicine to nourish oneself in the end requires too much innate talent.”

The old man had also considered this idea before, and his thinking was quite mature, but he believed that no one had the necessary conditions.

And you actually verified it for him.

She thought that Qin Ming should be able to go to the end of the town and try his luck at the temple.

Wu Yaozu immediately perked up and said, “In this small town, many friends from all over want to get to know you, and some people are even arranging to invite you two… uh, to treat us to drinks.”

The old lady immediately scolded, “Do you know their real-world identities? They’re all influential figures, yet they dare to get so close!”

(There’s more to come!)