God Slayer Chronicles 73 Peak Qi River Cultivator

"You're about to have a breakthrough. Cross your legs, sit up straight, and shut up." Zhang Long's commanding tone was clear and decisive.

Sha Ku looked towards him, his eyes wary, yet he wasn't afraid. More suspicious. The events of the day have been hazy to him, he barely remembered the moments before his head was… severed, just flashes.

Was it this figure who had decapitated him?

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He knew not. But what he did know was that the vital energy of Yin-Yang wasn't quieting down within his Dantian whatsoever. No instead it was like the vast storm that was collectivising every single drop of Qi in the surrounding area; greedily gobbling it up and demanding a decisive and swift breakthrough in Sha Ku's cultivation.

"As you say." Sha Ku spoke smoothly, his eyes gleaming at the hollowed out and ethereal ghost that was Yan Huang, as if saying 'Warn me of anything suspect,'; Nonetheless Sha Ku wouldn't have imagined that the usually loud-mouthed and opinionated Spirit Artifact of the Three-Headed ring would be stunned in silence. His eyes, wider that well… someone who saw a ghost.

Sha Ku sat up, casting his senses upon his Dantian. Within it was a mess. The energies of Ultimate Yin-Yang continuously collided with each other, like two storm G.o.ds fighting to see who would rule over the skies forevermore!

Cras.h.!.+

Bang!

'This is no good.' Sha Ku thought to himself, gazing upon the riverbanks that were the first stage in the evolution of his Dantian.

The previous harmonious Yin-Yang Rivers had gone awry, the rivers flooded and contaminated one another! The once peaceful shaded forests were set ablaze in a show of might by the two monstrous building blocks of Qi – Yin and Yang.

"Enough!" Ska Ku spoke, his voice echoing throughout his Dantian!

The rivers rocked, the forests froze, and the skies calmed.

The lord had arrived. He was once again in command of his domain.

A small avatar made of his innermost spiritual energy appeared within Sha Ku's Dantian. It seemed rather unlike him, though. It was not a boy. But a man. A man beyond age. A man who had endured an eternity of war and suffering.

Throughout his body were scars inflicted by the cruellest and most devious of curses. Swords, spears, axes and claws. All had made marks upon this vessel.

None were symbols of shame, though. This mighty figure wore them as a badge of honour, his rugged and handsome looks scoured from his face, replaced by a visage of horror that was the tapestry of his past wars.

This was Sha Ku. The real Sha Ku.

Rubbing his large calloused hands together Sha Ku chuckled, they were almost like sandpaper; not the pretty smooth hands that he had in this life.

Slowly he formed a meditative lotus position mid-air, looking over the wild wasteland frozen that was his Dantian; frozen in a singular moment.

He put his two hands together, pressing his index fingers and thumbs to one another above his sternum. Then in a low and grizzled voice, he spoke, "Yin-Yang, Divide!"

Woos.h.!.+

Like a deity from the skies above using the G.o.dly Yin-Yang Divide Technique Sha Ku separated the tow basic building blocks of the universe, each going to different halves of his Dantian.

"May the ground be toiled forming the rivers of eternity!"

As he spoke, Nine-Nine rivers formed on both sides of his Dantian. Each going travelling in a spiral pattern, going into the centre of Sha Ku's Dantian where his Qi Sea would one day reside.

"Rivers of Yin, Form!" As he spoke, the Ultra Yin obediently followed it's master will! Forming eighty-one perfect Ultra Yin rivers!

"Rivers of Yang, Form!" The moment the words left his mouth, the Yang rivers followed in suit, creating eighty-one perfectly flowing Ultra Yang rivers!

"Yin-Yang Divide, Harmonise!"

Woos.h.!.+

Cras.h.!.+

The Yin-Yang of the inner world harmonised as the icy Yin, and molten Yang started to cut against each other!

Slowly but surely, a giant Taoist Symbol of Yin-Yang started to gather overhead, constantly and perpetually rotating in the skies.

A sense of the serene overtook the inner world. The cataclysmic unfurling of reality itself halted, and everything was as if it was formed from the hidden beauty of nature itself.

Outside of Sha Ku's body, Zhang Long looked at him with rabid eyes, his mouth almost watering over the sight. He knew what Yin-Yang energy was! He knew how rare it was!
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This young lad was the future of the Demonic Peak – no, the entire Forgotten Valley!

Sure, this boy was vulnerable for now, but if he greased the right palms and chose the right paths, he'd end up usurping the Sect Master in a few decades, if not years!

"If this boy inherits the Four Natures Spirit Sword Technique… perhaps even the mighty Wei Empire will fall?" Zhang Long's interests peaked, perhaps he'd hold off on hunting down the old fart that ruled over the Feng. Maybe he'd stick around a bit to watch this kid; he does seem to be the only one interesting after all.

Sha Ku opened his eyes, taking a deep breath.

Uncrossing his legs, he stood, turning around to gaze into the vivid crimson eyes of Zhang Long.

Cupping his hands and taking a quick half-bow, he spoke, "Senior, this little one owes you a favour."

Zhang Long nodded, "Very good. A six-year-old who's only a hair's width away from the Qi Sea stage owes me a favour. However, did I become this lucky?"

Sha Ku gazed over intently, a.n.a.lysing every word that leaked from Zhang Long's mouth, his body language and his sharp red eyes.

"I would be careful though…?"

"Sha Ku." Sha Ku replied gracefully.

"Sha Ku, I would be careful if I were you. Don't let Old Demon Zhou know that you just consumed his grandson. He'd go mental and tear down the entirety of Spirit Sword Mountain. The Prime Elders would have to stop him." Zhang Long warned a look of expectation filled his eyes.

"Thank you for the warning, Senior Brother. May I know your name?"

"Zhang Long."

"Thank you, Senior Zhang." Sha Ku once again bowed, but as he raised his head to look upon his Senior brother once more; he'd vanished. Like a whisper in the wind, he'd gone.

"What an odd fellow. I could feel the bloodl.u.s.t emanating from his heart. His restraint is incredible, as are the lengths he's gone to cultivate such a demonic technique." Sha Ku spoke, in awe of his Senior Brother.

Yan Huang still stood there gobsmacked; unable to speak with his jaw halfway down his face.

"Wake up, Flame Face… I told you I had an undying physique before, why are you so surprised?" Sha Ku shouted as he was oddly annoyed by the spirit's continued silence.