Chapter 494 - 245: True Inheritor of Ultimate Bliss

Chapter 494: Chapter 245: True Inheritor of Ultimate Bliss

Only Jiang Lang could truly understand the chasm between them.

Deep down, Jiang Lang longed to challenge Chen Cheng, defeat him, and take back everything that should have been his.

But Jiang Lang couldn’t do it. Chen Cheng had already comprehended a Realm.

Against an expert who had comprehended a Realm, Jiang Lang didn’t stand a chance.

To defeat Chen Cheng, he had to comprehend a Realm of his own—but that was far easier said than done.

He was already on the verge, capable of stimulating all the Qi Blood Power in his body to forcibly manifest a Realm.

But in the end, he still hadn’t truly comprehended it, and an insurmountable chasm separated him from those who had.

Before Chen Cheng, he was nothing. ’I have to keep training!’

Even if he did comprehend a Realm, he feared it would still be difficult to defeat Chen Cheng.

Chen Cheng’s Martial Arts Talent was simply too astounding!

At only twenty years old, Chen Cheng had already comprehended a Realm, putting him on par with the True Disciples of Major Sects!

How could Jiang Lang possibly compare to Chen Cheng?

As he thought about all this, a deep sense of powerlessness washed over him. Jiang Lang downed the wine in his cup in one gulp and suddenly snatched up a book from the soft couch beside him.

Sutra of Ultimate Bliss.

As a young master of the Jiang Family’s direct lineage, Jiang Lang was no stranger to this Secret Manual.

Legend had it that this was a supreme Dharma Gate capable of changing one’s Martial Arts Talent and allowing one’s strength to advance by leaps and bounds.

However, both the Jiang Family Ancestor and the City Lord, Jiang Botao, had studied it and concluded that the versions of the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss circulating on the market were merely incomplete copies used by the Sutra of Ultimate Sect to recruit followers.

Only the True Disciples of the Sutra of Ultimate Sect were qualified to learn the real Sutra of Ultimate Bliss.

But in the eyes of the Jiang Family Ancestor and Jiang Botao, even the version passed down within the Sutra of Ultimate Sect was nothing more than a heretical art.

Practicing it rashly would likely damage one’s Innate Origin.

Therefore, the Jiang Family forbade its disciples from cultivating this technique.

As the future hope of the Jiang Family, Jiang Lang had naturally never considered practicing this Cultivation Technique.

But now, Jiang Lang was blinded by jealousy and hatred. He was willing to try anything if it meant getting stronger quickly.

The copy of the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss before him was far more complete than the versions circulating on the market.

This was because the two Fairies, Qiluo and Ni Chang, were from the Sutra of Ultimate Sect. This was an authentic Secret Manual passed down from their Sect, one that could be cultivated without worry.

And Jiang Lang was the "fated one" they spoke of. As long as he was willing, he could cultivate this technique together with them.

Over the past two days, Jiang Lang had studied this Sutra of Ultimate Bliss Secret Manual in detail and had found no issues.

The Sutra of Ultimate Bliss was based on cultivating the Yin Yang Realm. It emphasized Yin Yang Unity, where cultivators would mutually complement one another.

If Jiang Lang cultivated with the two Fairies, Qiluo and Ni Chang, he would lose some of his Ultimate Yang Origin Qi. However, he would also be able to obtain their Ultimate Yin Origin Aura, which would merge with his own Ultimate Yang Origin Qi.

This would enhance his Innate Origin and further improve his Martial Arts Talent.

After flipping through the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss one more time, Jiang Lang fiercely drained the wine in his cup.

He stood up and staggered toward Qiluo.

He desperately needed to cultivate—not just to get stronger, but also to dispel the frustration in his heart.

"Young Master Jiang, you’re drunk."

Qiluo stepped forward to support Jiang Lang, her voice soft and alluring.

"I’m not drunk!" Jiang Lang slurred, reaching out to lift Qiluo’s veil.

Qiluo dodged him gracefully and laughed charmingly. "Young Master Jiang, you are drunk.

If you wish to see my face, you must be sober.

And if you see my face, you must cultivate the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss with me."

Ni Chang also stopped playing her zither and chuckled lightly. "Young Master Jiang, if you wish to cultivate the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss, you must indeed be sober."

"I said I’m not drunk!" Jiang Lang huffed, suddenly unleashing his Qi Blood Power. His entire presence surged with power.

As his Qi Blood surged, the thick stench of alcohol dissipated from his skin, turning into a hazy mist.

Within a few breaths, all traces of drunkenness were gone. His eyes glinted sharply as he swept a cold gaze over Qiluo and said,

"If you two Fairies are truly unparalleled beauties, then what harm is there in me, Jiang Lang, cultivating the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss with you?"

"Young Master Jiang’s Martial Arts Power is truly formidable!"

Qiluo exclaimed in admiration before slowly pulling down her veil, revealing a face of stunning beauty.

Jiang Lang’s eyes instantly brightened. He murmured, "Truly worthy of the name Yaochi Fairy. You are a divine beauty!"

With that, he suddenly swept Qiluo into his arms and carried her toward the bed.

Qiluo only laughed charmingly, feigning resistance!

...

Suddenly, Jiang Lang cried out in shock, "You... You’re a man!"

Qiluo’s voice was seductive. "Young Master Jiang, when seeking ultimate mortal bliss, why care about such things...?"

On the other side, Ni Chang began to undo her silk robes and said softly, "Young Master Jiang, the True Sutra of Ultimate Bliss is about Yin Yang Unity. Qiluo may have the body of a man, but I have the body of a woman..."

Their voices seemed to carry some kind of enchanting power. Jiang Lang felt his mind grow groggy, about to fall completely under their control.

Just then, the door was suddenly kicked open. A middle-aged man in a Profound Robe, holding a Longsword, strode into the private room.

"Young Master Jiang, it’s time to go!"

The newcomer was none other than the City Guard Director, Mao Yong.

Jiang Lang suddenly snapped to his senses. When he looked at the people beside him, they were still the devastatingly beautiful Qiluo and Ni Chang.

Both of them had a fragile, captivating appearance, making it impossible to distinguish which was Yin and which was Yang.

Jiang Lang frowned. In a few leaps, he was back at the soft couch, grabbing his Longsword.

The thought that he had almost been tricked by Qiluo and Ni Chang filled him with rage. He unsheathed his Longsword, and ripples of sharp, fierce power erupted as he slashed toward the pair.

He was a Perfect Martial Artist of the Bone Forger Realm, and this strike, infused with his full Sword Momentum, was overwhelmingly powerful.

It seemed as though two delicate women like Qiluo and Ni Chang would be instantly cut down, and that the entire room would be shattered by the force of his sword!

In that hair’s breadth of a moment, Qiluo let out a soft laugh. She raised a delicate hand, and a bed curtain suddenly floated out, carrying a ripple of ultimate yin and softness to meet Jiang Lang’s Sword Momentum.

The sharp, fierce Sword Momentum was effortlessly enveloped by the curtain, frozen in mid-air, and then completely dissipated.

"Young Master Jiang, why must you make things so difficult!"

Qiluo said faintly. With a gentle flick of her finger, the curtain slowly advanced, carrying a soft, yin aura as it enveloped Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang once again unleashed his Qi Blood Power, channeling his Sword Momentum into another swift and fierce slash.

But when his fierce Sword Momentum struck the curtain, it felt like slashing at cotton; all the force was absorbed.

"Extreme Yin Realm!" Jiang Lang cried out in alarm. Before he could react, he was completely enveloped by the soft yin aura.

He felt as if he had fallen into a swamp, on the verge of suffocating, let alone making another move.

Yin and Yang were two extremes. The Extreme Yang Realm was the epitome of hardness and ferocity, while the Extreme Yin Realm was the epitome of yin and softness. Both possessed formidable power.

The Extreme Yin Realm was especially difficult to deal with, as it possessed the ability to nullify and dissolve all sorts of fierce Power.

Against any other Realm, with his strength at Bone Forging Realm Perfection and his full Sword Momentum, Jiang Lang might have been able to resist for a move or two.

But against the Extreme Yin Realm, he couldn’t even withstand a single move.

Mao Yong’s face paled in shock when he sensed the aura of the Extreme Yin Realm. Without a second thought, he swung his Longsword, condensing sharp auras into a series of consecutive slashes.

His fierce killing intent made the very air tremble and the candlelight flicker, as if it could sever anything.

Qiluo leaped into the air. As her light silks fluttered, waves of soft yin aura suddenly filled the room.

Mao Yong’s incomparably fierce Geng Metal Sword Intent was instantly swallowed up, vanishing without a trace.

Mao Yong was horrified. Just as he was about to strike again, a gust of incomparably hard and unyielding power struck him from the side. A single light impact sent him flying.

While he was still in mid-air, the curtain, carrying its soft yin aura, suddenly wrapped around him, binding him completely.

The hard and unyielding power surged again. The curtain whipped through the air, and Mao Yong was tossed out the window, landing in the quiet alley below.

Before he could even move, Jiang Lang was also thrown out the window, landing lightly beside him.

"Young Master Jiang, the doors of the Jasper Pool Immortal Pavilion will always be open for you."

Qiluo leaned against the window and waved at Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang was utterly horrified, completely lost for words!

Mao Yong was also shocked beyond belief.

After all, Mao Yong was a Marrow Cleansing Realm Perfection Martial Artist who had comprehended the incredibly sharp and deadly Five Elements Geng Metal Realm. He had few rivals in Linji City.

Only a handful of Organ Refining Realm Martial Artists could defeat him.

But in the exchange just now, Mao Yong had been effortlessly crushed by Qiluo and Ni Chang. If they hadn’t held back, he feared he would have been killed already!

"Are you two True Disciples of the Sutra of Ultimate Sect?" Mao Yong asked, his expression grave and wary.

Qiluo didn’t answer. She just smiled faintly and vanished from the window.

"Those two Fairies... they’re True Disciples of the Sutra of Ultimate Sect?"

Jiang Lang finally came to his senses and asked in shock.

Mao Yong sighed softly and murmured, "The Sutra of Ultimate Immortal Realm, the Jasper Pool Immortal Pavilion... I should have known it was them!"

Jiang Lang asked, "Who exactly are they?"

Mao Yong’s expression was solemn. "The True Disciples of the Sutra of Ultimate Sect: the Yin Yang Twins, Su Qiluo and Su Nishang.

The arrival of the Sutra of Ultimate Sect’s True Disciples means they’ve brought the Rouge Chronicle. I fear chaos is about to descend upon Linji City!"

"The Rouge Chronicle? What’s that?" Jiang Lang asked, astonished.

Mao Yong didn’t answer. He simply turned and walked out of the alley.