Ch. 1810 - Three Blossoms Cultivating The Soul, Three Selves Cultivating The Spirit
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The power was forcibly compressed.
Xu Zimo felt the spacetime edicts within his body undergoing some indescribable transformation.
There was something he had always been curious about. What exactly was the difference between a Three Blossoms stage cultivator and an ordinary Dao Fruit stage cultivator at the Infinite Dao Realm?
After all, edicts were already the pinnacle of this world. Everything revolved around edicts.
Back in the Grand Emperor and Saint Sovereign realms, one cultivated Nomological Truths that transformed into Primal Dao, and Primal Dao that transformed into Primordial Edicts at the Infinite Dao Realm. These were qualitative changes.
But what kind of transformation did a Three Blossoms cultivator undergo?
Xu Zimo had not known before, because he had only opened two flowers so far. One of the three flowers, the Celestial Blossom, had yet to bloom.
Now, as the spacetime power transformed, he felt that something within him had changed.
He carefully sensed it.
At last, he confirmed it. His soul was transforming.
The Three Blossoms cultivated the soul.
Dao Fruit stage cultivators cultivated the physical body. Three Blossoms stage cultivators cultivated the soul. Three Selves stage cultivators cultivated the primordial spirit.
In truth, once one reached the Dao Fruit stage, one had already comprehended the power of edicts, the most terrifying force in existence. Further qualitative transformation was essentially impossible.
Instead, that power tempered the flesh, ultimately forging the strongest body in the world. That was the Dao Fruit cultivator.
Using the edicts of the world to temper the body.
As for the soul, back when he was a Grand Emperor, Xu Zimo made extensive use of it. His soul bore the imprint of the God World. In terms of soul power, he was unrivaled.
However, as his strength grew stronger and stronger, he used his soul less and less.
The reason was simple. The progress of the soul had become increasingly slow, even stagnant. As a means of attack, it had fallen behind the times.
Xu Zimo had grown accustomed to relying on overwhelming power, combined with the Ten Primordial God-Scriptures, or even techniques he created himself.
Now, with the steady advancement of the Three Blossoms, he once again realized that the transformation of the soul might also become a viable method.
He silently absorbed all the spacetime power.
In fact, with just this single peach, it was difficult for him to open another blossom.
But there was no rush. At the Peach Banquet, perhaps the truly supreme peaches could help him.
“Let’s go,” Xu Zimo said with a smile as he opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
Wang Ya and her brother nodded.
However, Wang Ya looked hesitant, as if she wanted to say something.
“What is it now?” Xu Zimo asked.
“That Qin Guan…” Wang Ya began.
“What about Qin Guan?” Xu Zimo asked, puzzled.
“Should we… avoid him for now?” Wang Ya hesitated for a moment before finally saying it.
“Oh? Big background?” Xu Zimo laughed.
“The Treasure Lineage is one of the strongest among the Eighteen Lineages, second only to the Immortal Lineage of the Queen Mother. It ranks second overall,” Wang Ya nodded.
“Qin Guan is the Saint Son of the Treasure Lineage. Everyone knows his intentions toward Zhao Qiuyi. And you’ve already offended the Forging Crane Lineage. If you make too many enemies at once, even if you know the Saintess, she may not be able to protect you.”
This was Wang Ya’s genuine thought.
As for Xu Zimo’s personal strength, she did not place much weight on it. Perhaps Xu Zimo was strong, but this was Jade Court. Even Infinite Dao cultivators did not dare to act recklessly here, let alone someone of Xu Zimo’s age.
“I never planned to rely on Ye Qingcheng,” Xu Zimo shook his head.
“I have no grievance or enmity with Qin Guan. If he comes looking for trouble, wouldn’t that be unreasonable? Besides, I was the one who caught that peach tree first. Zhao Qiuyi only came later. Surely Jade Court isn’t that unreasonable.”
Wang Ya wanted to say more, but Xu Zimo interrupted her.
“Enough. I came with sincerity. If people want to reason, then we’ll reason. If they don’t, I also have ways that don’t involve reasoning.”
“Then be careful,” Wang Ya nodded, still reminding him. “We’re not afraid of being dragged down by you anyway. The Plant Lineage is already like this. Nothing really matters anymore.”
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They continued toward the deepest part of the Peach Orchard.
Along the way, they encountered more and more disciples, as well as increasingly bizarre peach trees.
Some peach trees were even in a crazed state, killing anyone they saw. Trees like that were usually kept in isolated confinement.
At last, they reached the deepest part of the Peach Orchard.
The scene here was truly magnificent.
There were no other peach trees in the deepest area. The ground was purple, as if thunder filled the land. Pale violet arcs of lightning crackled in the air.
Some of the lightning transformed into serpent-like dragons, dancing and roaming endlessly through the void.
Looking ahead, a towering peach tree stood between heaven and earth.
This peach tree was extraordinarily massive. Its trunk was at least as thick as a hundred people embracing it together, and its roots plunged deep into the earth.
Each root was as powerful as a coiled dragon. Countless roots burrowed into the treasured soil. If it moved even slightly, the entire Peach Orchard would likely be destroyed.
Looking upward, the peach tree was lush with branches and leaves.
Its entire body was a deep purple. Every branch and every leaf seemed to be formed from lightning itself.
At the very top of the tree were three peaches.
Each peach manifested a different phenomenon.
One peach was like a newborn infant, pale and tender, as if crying loudly.
One peach evolved scenes of mountains and seas, mirrored illusions of flowers, towering peaks, still waters, vast oceans, and surging waves.
The last peach contained the sun and moon shining together, stars glittering, and boundless light illuminating the heavens.
The three peaches carried completely different realms and moods.
At this moment, a fragrant and sweet aroma spread from them, causing many people to unconsciously swallow.
“The peaches have ripened,” someone murmured.
“I remember the last time these peaches ripened, it was Saintess Ye who picked them,” a disciple said respectfully.
“That’s right. Saintess Ye was chosen as Jade Court’s Saintess because she picked peaches from this tree.”
“That’s not accurate,” someone retorted. “Ye Qingcheng becoming Saintess had nothing to do with the peach tree. Back then, she only picked one peach.”
The crowd discussed endlessly, arguments overlapping one another.
When Xu Zimo arrived, he saw several familiar faces.
There was Saintess Qing from the Heavenly Luan Lineage, Zhao Jinwu from the Fire Crow Lineage, and Zhao Qiuyi from the Ice Lineage.
He did not see anyone from the Forging Crane Lineage.
Although Jade Court was composed of eighteen lineages, it was obvious that cliques were common among them. Each Lineage formed its own group.
Aside from the three small groups represented by those three figures, Xu Zimo also saw three other groups.
They were from other lineages.
One of them was a burly man wearing a black sleeveless vest, his muscles bulging all over his body. He stood around three meters tall.
With Wang Ya’s introduction, Xu Zimo learned that this young man was named Demon Peak, the Saint Son of the Giant Mountain Lineage.
There was also a woman wearing a purple leather outfit with heavy makeup. Her lips were purple, her phoenix eyes sharp, and a pair of purple wings extended from her back.
She was from the Witch Crow Lineage.
As for the last person, he looked no different from an ordinary human, except that a sun and moon were imprinted on the center of his brow.