"Don't panic!"
Although he said this, Hu Xingjiang still rushed toward the laboratory.
It was fine if the prison was destroyed, but the experimental data and samples had to be protected well. After flying for a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
"Mn?"
Hu Xingjiang had a puzzled look on his face as he looked in a direction.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spirit qi in the surroundings was stirred up. It was like the mud and sand flowing down after a flash flood. They were guided by a powerful and mysterious force, gushing toward a certain direction.
"Is this... a breakthrough?"
Hu Xingjiang suddenly thought of a possibility, but he felt that it wasn't very possible.
"What cultivation realm must this be for it to cause such a huge commotion?"
He could even hear the rumbling of thunder. One must know that this was underground. If thunder could be heard here, it meant that the environment outside was even more violent.
He had only seen such a situation in the Battlegod Canyon when Shi Sheng was trying to break through to the secondary saint realm.
"Let's go!"
Hu Xingjiang called out to Sun Mo and changed his direction, heading toward the direction where the spirit qi currents were gushing.
...
It was as if doomsday had arrived on the island.
Rumble! Rumble!
Silver snakes of lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, and like the sharp blades of the gods, they slashed at the isolated island. On the surface of the sea, the waves surged, and the waves smashed against the cliffs. In the blink of an eye, they shattered like the corpses of the waves.
"Quick, enter the prison!"
Ji Han appeared at the first instant, guiding people into the prison.
This was a sign before the storm. Those houses wouldn't be able to withstand the ravages.
"Damn, what's going on?"
Wu You was dumbfounded. He grabbed his chest with his right hand, feeling a little suffocated.
To cultivators, the denser the spirit qi, the more comfortable they would feel. But if the flow of spirit qi was too intense and violent, it wouldn't be comfort but discomfort instead.
This was caused by the difference in the spirit pressure inside and outside the body. If the difference was too great, it might even cause the cultivator's body to explode and die.
"Someone... someone is trying to break through to the saint realm!"
Pang Tong exclaimed in shock. His lips trembled as he looked at the cockroaches and rats scurrying around. His expression was one of excitement and fanaticism.
"What?"
Wu You was stunned. "You must be joking, right?"
Breaking through to the saint realm was the most important thing in a great teacher's life. It might even be more important than their lives. Therefore, any secondary saint would make full preparations.
Breaking through the prison in such a terrible environment?
Was he complaining that the success rate was too high?
"I'm not lying to you. My father was fortunate enough to see Second Sage Wang attaining the position of a Saint. At that time, the mountains shook and the earth quaked. Heavenly thunder rumbled, and all living beings moved. They gathered in one room to worship and congratulate the birth of a Saint!"
Pang Tong remembered it very clearly, because whenever his father drank, he would talk about that scene, his eyes filled with admiration and admiration.
Sniff! Sniff!
Pang Tong sniffed hard. "Do you smell it?"
"What?"
Other than the damp and moldy smell of the prison, Wu You could not smell anything else.
"A strange fragrance. My father once said that when a saint descends into the world, the fragrance will spread throughout the ages!"
Pang Tong didn't say anything else. With a feverish and excited expression, he began to run toward the direction of the spiritual energy current.
"Is there really a saint?"
Wu You also chased after them. His emotions were complicated.
He thought more than Pang Tong. Saints were existences that stood at the pinnacle of the great teacher world. As long as a saint was willing, their strength and influence would allow them to build a faction within a short period of time.
If there was a great teacher in the Nine Provinces who became a saint, Wu You would definitely jump in joy. It was because every saint could bring about changes to the world. However, this was a great prison. The secondary saint who became a saint was definitely a prisoner. Once such a person became a saint...
He hoped that Dark Dawn wouldn't gain another great general!
Wu You's heart was heavy.
Usually, it would be very difficult for the two of them to go down to the lowest level. It was because they wouldn't be able to solve the difficult checkpoints. However, the prison was in chaos today. Some prison guards were afraid and ran away, causing the checkpoints to be unmanned.
"Damn, a saint has appeared? This is truly a miracle that's hard to come by in a hundred years. Quickly let me out! "
"Old dog Ji Han, quickly let me out. I want to see a saint!"
"Who became a saint? Is it Teacher Hu Xingjiang? "
The prisoners in the prison weren't all good people. Those who committed heinous crimes took the opportunity to create a ruckus and riot. There were even some who wanted to break out of the prison.
Lian Hongying ran wildly in the prison. She looked at the malevolent faces of these prisoners and felt a little anxious. Once these prisoners escaped, she would definitely be finished. However, she wasn't willing to leave just like that.
This was the birth of a saint. She wouldn't be able to encounter one even once in her lifetime. Observing a breakthrough would be of great help to her career as a teacher.
Lian Hongying gritted her teeth and decided to go and take a look.
When she rushed to the lowest level, she discovered that there were already quite a lot of people gathered at the checkpoint.
Other than humans, there was also a large group of snakes, insects, rats, and ants. They were densely packed together and kept banging against the door, causing one's scalp to turn numb.
Luckily, these snakes, insects, rats, and ants only wanted to enter quickly and didn't attack the humans in the surroundings.
"Why aren't you leaving?"
Lian Hongying asked anxiously.
"The door is locked. I can't open it!"
Pang Tong was so angry that he kicked the door.
"Where's Sun Mo? Quickly go and find him! "
Someone shouted.
"It's useless. This is the Starry Sky Moon Rune. It's said to be the most complicated spirit rune lock in the spirit rune world. Even if Sun Mo came, he wouldn't be able to do anything."
Some knowledgeable people shook their heads.
"Break the door open!"
Everyone was anxious. The sound of thunder was getting weaker. This meant that the secondary saint had either failed or was about to become a saint. No matter which one it was, they had to see it with their own eyes to increase their experience.
Even if they didn't have any experience, they could use it as experience when bragging.
Luckily, just when everyone started to smash the door, Ji Han rushed over with a group of prison guards.
"What are you guys doing?"
Ji Han roared.
"Teacher Ji, quickly open the door. The breakthrough is about to end!"
Pang Tong urged.
"You guys can't go in!"
Ji Han warned. He wanted to open the door, but when he saw those bugs, he didn't dare to.
"Stop looking. If you don't let them see the saint, they won't disperse!"
Pang Tong explained.
Ji Han also wanted to rush over immediately. Hence, he opened the door.
BOOM!
A strange and profound fragrance gushed out.
Ji!
Those agitated bugs immediately quietened down. After that, they spontaneously lined up and advanced in an orderly fashion.
When Ji Han and the others smelled the fragrance, they instantly felt their spirits stirring. Their anxious and irritated emotions immediately calmed down.
A sense of tranquility, peace, and warmth grew in their hearts.
Everyone slowly advanced. It wasn't that they weren't anxious, but rather, they couldn't move fast even if they wanted to.
This was because of the holy might radiating from the saint. Before a saint, no living being would dare to act rashly. They had to maintain respect.
"The holy might of a saint is actually so terrifying?"
Ji Han felt envious.
When everyone rushed to a prison, they saw that Hu Xingjiang and Sun Mo had already arrived.
"Teacher Sun!"
Pang Tong called out in a low voice, but his eyes glanced toward the prison.
Sun Mo placed his index finger before his lips and made a shushing gesture.
Hu Xingjiang stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Yang Shizhan. His face was filled with intense astonishment. He couldn't understand why Yang Shizhan would become a saint.
Before this, he was clearly someone who was about to die!
"How can Yang Shizhan become a saint?"
Ji Han's face was filled with bewilderment. She impatiently glanced toward the prison and then froze.
Before this, Yang Shizhan had turned into a human swine. Other than his left arm, he had no other limbs. But now, he was sitting cross-legged and floating in the air, emitting a white-gold holy glow.
His arms and legs, other than his palms and feet, had already regrown. Although his ears that had been sliced off were smaller than normal, they were still growing beside his head. The scar on his cheeks had also healed.
"Teacher, what's going on?"
Ji Han asked Hu Xingjiang, but her gaze landed on Sun Mo. There was an 80% chance that this had something to do with him, right?
"Be quiet!"
Hu Xingjiang reminded, "You mustn't be rude before a saint!"
"..."
Ji Han shut her mouth.
The snakes, bugs, rats, and ants gathered around the prison also quietened down. The ants and cockroaches didn't show any abnormalities, but the rats all stood up and knelt on the ground, kowtowing toward Yang Shizhan.
This scene caused everyone to be shocked and envious.
Very soon, the sound of thunder gradually faded. The surging of spirit qi also weakened and eventually returned to a state of calmness.
Swoosh!
Yang Shizhan opened his eyes. In that instant, everyone felt as if they saw the sun rising from the east, dispersing all darkness and perplexity. The future of their lives seemed to have become bright.
"Is this a saint?"
Sun Mo exclaimed in admiration. Just a gaze could actually give people such power.
"I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for everyone!"
Yang Shizhan apologized.
The moment he opened his mouth, it was like the chanting of Sanskrit. It was refreshing and pleasing to the ears, making people feel as if they had heard the most beautiful song and involuntarily become intoxicated.
Also, when he spoke, a fragrance would emit from his mouth, causing people to feel happy, have a clear mind, and have sharp eyes and ears. It was as if they had been augmented by a study-type great teacher halo.
Not only that, but there were also clusters of fresh flowers growing in the surroundings. Many luxuriant peach and plum trees had luxuriant leaves and were filled with fruits.
"This student doesn't dare!"
The great teachers present, including secondary saint Hu Xingjiang and 7-star great teacher Ji Han, all lowered their heads and bowed, claiming to be his students.
"Everyone, there's no need to be so polite!"
Yang Shizhan said apologetically, "My limbs are inconvenient and I've been rude. Please forgive me!"
Everyone wore smiles and continued to say that they didn't dare. Let alone sitting down, even if Sun Mo were to lie down and talk to them, he would be qualified.
Yang Shizhan looked toward those snakes, insects, rats, and ants. He didn't show any disgust or despise. Instead, he calmly instructed, "Disperse!"
As he spoke, Yang Shizhan waved his hand and a platinum-colored great teacher halo scattered out.
Sun Mo recognized this. This was a halo exclusive to saints and could awaken intelligence.
Simply speaking, it would make all living creatures smarter and increase their intellect. However, all living creatures could only enjoy this once.
The other bugs and cockroaches couldn't tell, but the rats kowtowed and gave thanks, giving everyone quite a shock. They then watched as they left in an orderly manner.
Ji Han wanted to secretly assess Yang Shizhan, but he was unable to do so.
After becoming a saint, not only could he enlighten the masses, but he could also teach animals and plants. It was because a saint could communicate with all living creatures.
Awakening intelligence and blooming lotuses with every step. These were all the signs of a saint. However, the most amazing thing was that all living creatures would worship them.
In the future, no matter where the saint went, there would be peaches and plums blooming. Even in spring, there would be lush trees that could shade the saint from the sun and provide him a place to rest.
After becoming a saint, Yang Shizhan's expression was calm. He didn't feel complacent at all. He looked at Sun Mo and bowed deeply.
"Teacher Sun, thank you for your guidance. You allowed me to repent and understand the true meaning of being a teacher. You allowed me to find my original heart and eventually ascend to the saint realm."
Yang Shizhan had originally given up, but Sun Mo's words were like a bolt of lightning that broke the shackles on his body and the fog before him, allowing him to find a new goal and direction to advance.
Of course, during these tens of years in prison and the experience of being an experimental body, Yang Shizhan had comprehended many things. Sun Mo's words could be considered a spark that allowed Yang Shizhan to change from quantitative to qualitative.
Si ~
Hearing this, everyone was stunned. This was especially so when they saw a saint bowing to Sun Mo. This...
Wasn't this too impressive?
No wonder he could nurture a trash into a heaven's pride.
"I don't dare to accept your praise. It's just that your comprehension ability is higher."
Sun Mo turned his body sideways.
Yang Shizhan smiled and didn't insist. His gratitude and repayment toward Sun Mo didn't require such empty courtesy.
"Teacher Sun, when are you returning to the Nine Provinces?"
Yang Shizhan asked respectfully.
Pang Tong and the others were so envious that they wanted to cry.
To be addressed as' teacher 'by a saint, how impressive was this resume? It was the kind that they could boast about for their entire lives.
"I reckon I'll need another one to two years!"
Sun Mo wasn't sure. In any case, he planned to return to the Nine Provinces within five years even if he couldn't complete the mission.
"Alright, please tell me when the time comes!"
Yang Shizhan requested.
Sun Mo's expression changed. (From the looks of it, Saint Yang is planning to follow me in the future?)
(My heavens, if the Central Province Academy could produce another saint, that would be amazing. Not only would their teaching capabilities soar, but they would also have the ability to rally supporters.
At that time, there would surely be many students coming to seek knowledge.)
"Everyone, I still need to enter seclusion and meditate. I won't entertain all of you."
Yang Shizhan sent the guests away.
He wanted to experience the comprehensions he had when he broke through and continue to cultivate the Undying Mystic Art. Hence, he didn't have time to entertain others.
Everyone naturally didn't dare to disturb Yang Shizhan and bade him farewell.
When they reached the fifth level, Ji Han couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Teacher, Sage... Saint Yang's body..."
Ji Han was so curious that she almost died. "Was it done by Sun Mo's God Hands?"
"It's not God Hands, but it's indeed Sun Mo's credit. He taught a divine art to Yang Shizhan!"
Hu Xingjiang didn't hide this junior that he admired.
"..."
Ji Han was stunned. Although Hu Xingjiang didn't mention the grade of the divine art, Ji Han knew that it was definitely a peerless-grade saint-tier one. If not, how could it allow a human swine to regrow his body?
She asked herself honestly and felt that she wouldn't bear to give such a cultivation art to others, not even a secondary saint.
"Teacher Sun, congratulations!"
Everyone congratulated him.
"Teacher Sun, how did you do it?"
Pang Tong asked. The gazes of the others were like they were looking at a monster. At the same time, they urgently wanted to know how Sun Mo guided Yang Shizhan.
"Stop arguing, everyone, disperse!"
Hu Xingjiang spoke, "Teacher Sun, come with me!"
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