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Chapter 117: Different Paths, Same Destination
The next day, as dawn broke, Ye Huan got up from the stone bed, feeling a bit uncomfortable from the hard surface. Rubbing his sore neck, he tried to put on the Dao Robe that Yu Wuxia had thrown to him earlier. His long hair flowed down his back; though it didn’t have the ethereal elegance of an ordinary Cultivator, it still exuded a unique sense of freedom.
After rinsing his mouth and washing his face, Ye Huan picked up a broom and stepped out of the thatched hut. He walked slowly around Yuxu Peak, admiring the scenery from the thirty-thousand-meter-high summit while casually sweeping the ground with his broom.
This wasn’t to say that Ye Huan was lazy; rather, at such a height as Yuxu Peak, there were hardly any fallen leaves or dust. If he wanted to slack off, he could easily do so—just like the other Servants who were still sound asleep on their stone beds. They probably wouldn’t stir until the sun was fully up. The fact that he was up and cleaning at this hour was already commendable.
Continuing on his way, Ye Huan wandered from the main peak of Yuxu Peak, adorned with Azure Stone Slabs, to the flat rear peak. A dozen or so individuals were scattered about, either standing or sitting. Judging by their ages, they were likely third or second-generation disciples of Yuxu Palace. Each one was immersed in their own world, completely oblivious to Ye Huan's presence.
With the mindset of improving his skills at Yuxu Palace, Ye Huan remained silent and found a spot to sit down. He quietly observed the movements of the Yuxu Palace disciples, hoping to learn something from them.
The weather was already cold, and before long, Ye Huan began to shiver. He wanted to summon a Military Lighter to ignite something for warmth but feared it might disturb their training and get him kicked off the mountain. So he gritted his teeth and endured, reluctant to leave.
Fortunately, the fog wasn’t thick today. After about twenty minutes, a red sun slowly peeked over the distant horizon. The faint sunlight felt especially warm to Ye Huan, prompting him to rub his hands together as he continued watching.
“Hmm?!”
As daylight brightened, Ye Huan was astonished to discover that small whirlpools surrounded each of the Yuxu Palace disciples. They swirled around their bodies and resembled the whirlpools formed by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy when he had summoned them during his upgrade.
Stepping forward a few more paces allowed Ye Huan to see more clearly. It turned out that these whirlpools didn’t appear out of nowhere; they were connected by long lines resembling sword energy extending from the lower abdomens of those disciples. It seemed they were using a special technique for their cultivation.
As an outsider watching from afar versus an insider understanding the nuances, Ye Huan—who possessed a soul from the Twenty-First Century—thought of a phrase upon witnessing this scene: "Different paths, same destination!"
Absorbing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy is the same, but the storage locations, cultivation methods, and levels of compression differ. These factors could be the greatest distinctions between a Cultivator and a Professional.
Understanding this, Ye Huan realized that if he wanted to become a Cultivator, the first step was not to engage in any nonsense cultivation practices but to identify the differences between Professionals and Cultivators. Only by clarifying the key points could he possibly cultivate as a Cultivator without giving up his identity as a Summoner.
Standing up again, Ye Huan lost interest in continuing to read. Holding the broom, he walked while pondering how to find the differences in cultivation between Professionals and Cultivators. However, merely thinking wouldn’t lead him to any answers.
He returned to the thatched cottage, threw the broom onto the ground, and before he could even think about lying down to ponder further, a figure suddenly appeared in the cottage without any warning. If it weren't for being inside Yuxu Palace, Ye Huan would have suspected he had encountered some kind of monster.
After calming himself and realizing that the visitor was Yu Wuxia, Ye Huan couldn't help but frown and asked, "What are you doing here?"
"Kid, I am the Sect Master of Yuxu Palace. As long as I am within Yuxu Palace, where can’t I go?" Yu Wuxia rolled his eyes and gave Ye Huan a sharp tap on the head before sitting down on Ye Huan's stone bed. He then continued with annoyance, "I came to inform you that you need to remember to go eat at the Cafeteria on the east side of Yuxu Palace later!"
Eat?
Hearing Yu Wuxia's words reminded Ye Huan that he had been eating Military Rations for two months. He couldn't help but swallow hard and rub his hands together, looking like someone who had just returned from starvation.
Suppressing his hunger, Ye Huan looked at Yu Wuxia and felt that Yu Wuxia wouldn’t come personally for such trivial matters. He frowned again and asked, "By the way, Sect Master, is that all you came here for?"
"Not just that. I wanted to ask you what this is..." Yu Wuxia casually took out something and tossed it towards Ye Huan, his face filled with curiosity.
Ye Huan hurriedly caught what Yu Wuxia threw over. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than the Desert Eagle he had summoned when facing Yan Yue yesterday. How did it end up in Yu Wuxia's hands?
Looking at Yu Wuxia with confusion, Ye Huan transformed the Desert Eagle back into Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy right in front of him and retracted it into his 2012 Arms collection.
This scene instantly left the Sect Master of Yuxu Palace wide-eyed in shock as he exclaimed, "Anthropomorphism? You actually possess the ability of Anthropomorphism?"
Anthropomorphism? What is that?
Without hesitation, Ye Huan threw out his question as he sat beside Yu Wuxia, waiting for a response.
"Let me explain it simply! Every Cultivator absorbs Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy during their training. Once the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy merges with their body, they can modify it into any shape they desire. For example, the sword energy produced by the warriors of your Nine Provinces Continent is a form of Anthropomorphism. However, to manifest it in such a realistic form, one would need to be at least at the Nascent Soul Stage; otherwise, it's quite difficult."
As Ye Huan provided his answer, Yu Wuxia was carefully observing him, seemingly trying to gauge the extent of Ye Huan's abilities. However, no matter how she looked at him, Ye Huan did not appear to be a Cultivator above the Nascent Soul Stage.
Anthropomorphism—transforming Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy into desired shapes? If Yu Wuxia's words were to be taken into consideration, did that mean Ye Huan also possessed the ability to reshape firearms?
The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. Just as he was about to ask another question, Ye Huan was astonished to find that Yu Wuxia had already left without making a sound.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Ye Huan decided that understanding the elusive nature of Cultivators could wait. He figured it was best to fill his stomach first before attending to other matters. He quickly made his way outside and soon arrived at Yuxu Palace. To his surprise, many people pointed at him and began discussing among themselves as soon as they caught sight of him.
"Did you see that? That's the guy who offended Yan Yue. I heard he came from the Nine Provinces Continent!"
"Him? Offending Yan Yue? The consequences are probably beyond what he can bear."
"Have you heard? Yan Yue visited several Fourth Generation Disciples yesterday, claiming she would make Qian Erlang and Mu Ziling pay for it..."
Hearing all these discussions clearly, Ye Huan realized that Yan Yue was definitely not someone to be trifled with. While he wasn't afraid of true villains, he was wary of hypocrites. He himself wasn't worried, but what about Mu Ziling and Qian Erlang?
With this thought in mind, Ye Huan felt an impulse to seek out the two of them. After all, Mu Ziling had just helped him yesterday...
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