darknovel Chapter 9 First Test of Awakening Wisdom
Chapter 9 First Test of Awakening Wisdom
He took a deep breath and began to sense his own cultivation level.
The vast magical power surged within him, like a mighty river, flowing endlessly.
Upon closer examination, he realized he had reached the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.
While this level of cultivation might not be considered top-tier in the primordial world, it's sufficient for self-preservation.
It should be understood that in the primordial world, most beings might not be able to break through to the Golden Immortal realm even after cultivating for tens of millions of years.
He had already reached the mid-stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm the moment he took human form, which was already an extraordinary talent.
He then examined his physical body. The foundation of the Merit Profound Yellow Imperishable Body, coupled with the tempering of the essence blood of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, made his physical strength far surpass that of others of the same level.
The power contained within that flesh and blood seemed capable of shattering a mountain with a single punch.
He clenched his fist slightly, feeling the surging power within him.
The late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal was even stronger than him in terms of magical power.
Pan Xuan was satisfied and then carefully examined his three supernatural abilities.
The Righteous Qi Technique circulated smoothly within him, keeping him at his peak condition, as if he would never tire or weaken.
The primordial form of the Xuanhuang Dharma Image of Merit and Virtue was beginning to take shape. The Xuanhuang Qi and the power of merit intertwined within his flesh and blood, like an invisible armor protecting his physical body.
As for the divine light of enlightenment, it was like a seed, dormant deep within his soul, waiting for the moment it would be awakened.
All three supernatural powers are ready.
Pan Xuan put aside his thoughts and then began to examine his own appearance.
He walked to a smooth stone wall in the Pangu Hall and looked at his reflection in the wall.
He was a young man who looked to be in his early twenties.
He had a face like jade, delicate features, and a head of black hair that cascaded down his back like a waterfall, with a faint golden light flowing around him.
His temperament is gentle and refined, yet he exudes a strong sense of righteousness, which makes people feel good at first glance.
"Is this what I look like..." Pan Xuan murmured to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Just then, twelve familiar auras surged in from outside the Pangu Palace, and the twelve Ancestral Witches appeared together.
Dijiang took the lead, and a rare smile appeared on his resolute face.
He strode up to Pan Xuan, looked him up and down, his eyes filled with satisfaction:
"Good! Good! Good! Brother Panxuan, you've finally taken human form!"
Zhu Rong followed closely behind, and the burly man with red hair and a red beard circled Pan Xuan three times, marveling at the sight.
"Not bad, not bad, he's even more handsome than I imagined!"
I thought the righteous energy would manifest as an old man, but it turned out to be a pretty boy!
Gonggong, that burly, black-haired, black-bearded man, rarely showed a smile, and rolled his eyes at Zhurong:
"What do you know? Righteousness naturally manifests in such a gentle and refined manner."
Do you think everyone is like you, full of temper and like a burning stick?
"Who are you calling a fire poker?" Zhu Rong roared.
"I'm talking to you, so what?" Gonggong retorted without backing down.
Xuanming, the aloof and beautiful woman in white with white hair, stepped forward and gave Zhu Rong and Gonggong a cold glance, causing the two to immediately fall silent.
She then looked at Pan Xuan, a hint of tenderness flashing in her cold eyes, and nodded slightly: "Not bad, innate Dao physique, excellent aptitude."
Houtu was the last to step forward. She was wearing a yellow dress, with a dignified and gentle face, and her eyes were full of love as she looked at Pan Xuan.
She reached out and gently patted Pan Xuan's shoulder, saying softly:
"Brother Panxuan, you have finally taken human form."
Since these past cycles, I've been wondering what you would look like after you took human form. Seeing you today, I'm certain you haven't disappointed me.
Looking at these Ancestral Witches who were genuinely happy for his transformation, Pan Xuan felt a surge of warmth in his heart and bowed respectfully.
"Pan Xuan is able to achieve what he has today entirely thanks to the guidance and generous gifts of all his elder brothers and sisters."
Pan Xuan will forever remember the kindness of those twelve drops of Ancestral Witch's blood.
Dijiang waved his hand: "We're all brothers, why say such things? The fact that you can take human form is the best outcome."
Jumang also stepped forward, the man in the green robe wearing a gentle smile on his face:
"Brother Pan Xuan, your innate Dao body is of exceptional quality, even more dignified than our transformed appearances. You truly are a manifestation of the Father God's righteous energy."
Ru Shou nodded in agreement: "Indeed, one look at his demeanor reveals his extraordinary nature."
Qiangliang, Xizi, Shebishi, Tianwu, and others also stepped forward, praising Pan Xuan's appearance one after another.
Zhu Rong, in a particularly carefree manner, patted Pan Xuan on the shoulder, almost sending him flying, while shouting:
"Brother Panxuan, if you went out for a stroll looking like that, all the female immortals in the primordial world would probably go crazy!"
Pan Xuan staggered from the blow and said with a wry smile, "Brother Zhurong, please have mercy."
The ancestral witches burst into laughter.
After the excitement subsided, Zhu Rong suddenly spoke:
"Brother Panxuan, what exactly does your 'Heavenly Revelation Wisdom Light' feel like? Could you let me try it?"
Pan Xuan paused slightly, then looked at Zhu Rong. He saw the burly man with red hair and a red beard rubbing his hands together, his eyes filled with anticipation, yet also a hint of embarrassment.
"I know I'm not always the sharpest of the bunch, Gonggong always says I'm stupid."
"If your Heavenly Enlightenment Light can truly enhance one's understanding, shine it on me so I can become a little smarter, and stop Gonggong from laughing at me every day."
Upon hearing this, Gonggong wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but he swallowed the words back.
He also looked at Pan Xuan with curiosity, wanting to know what the mystery of this Heavenly Enlightenment Light was.
Houtu said softly, "Brother Panxuan, if it's convenient for you, you could let Brother Zhurong try it out. We'd like to see your supernatural power for ourselves."
Pan Xuan pondered for a moment, then nodded. He also wanted to see just how effective the Heavenly Enlightenment Light would be in actual combat.
After all, the descriptions in the inherited memories are just descriptions; what it's actually like in practice still needs to be verified personally.
"Brother Zhurong, please stand still." Pan Xuan walked up to Zhurong, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and mobilized the dormant power deep within his soul.
A moment later, he opened his eyes.
Those eyes have changed.
His eyes, which were originally black and white, now transformed into two golden suns, dazzling yet gentle and not glaring.
Within that golden light, there seemed to be the most primal wisdom of heaven and earth, capable of illuminating all confusion and enlightening all living beings.
Pan Xuan stretched out his finger, and a point of golden light condensed at his fingertip. The golden light grew brighter and brighter, as if a miniature sun was floating at his fingertip.
Within that light, runes faintly flowed, and the sounds of the Great Dao echoed, profoundly mysterious.
"Divine Revelation and Wisdom".
Pan Xuan uttered these four words softly, and the golden light at his fingertips transformed into a beam of light, shining upon Zhu Rong's brow.
Zhu Rong shuddered, feeling a warm current surge from between his eyebrows, penetrating deep into his soul.
The warm current was not domineering, but rather gentle as water, slowly and softly cleansing his soul, as if wiping a dusty mirror.
Zhu Rong closed his eyes, immersing himself in this wondrous feeling.
The other ancestral witches also held their breath, watching this scene intently.
After a long while, the golden light slowly dissipated. Pan Xuan withdrew his finger.
Although the Heavenly Enlightenment Light is mysterious, it is quite mentally taxing to use.
It was especially difficult for him to use this technique against beings like Zhu Rong, whose cultivation level far surpassed his own.
Zhu Rong slowly opened her eyes, and a hint of clarity seemed to appear in those eyes that were burning with flames.
"How is it?" Gonggong asked impatiently.
Zhu Rong scratched his head, as if sensing something.
A moment later, he grinned and said, "It seems... it does have some effect."
I can't quite explain it, but I feel like my mind is clearer. Some things I couldn't understand before, I can now vaguely see a glimpse of.
"Is that all?" Gonggong was somewhat disappointed.