Chapter 898: Yan Kang Qin Overlord Body, Long Han Mu Tianzun

Dragon Qilin and Yan'er waited until Qin Mu's mind was at peace before stepping forward.

"Cult Master, are you recovered?" Dragon Qilin observed Qin Mu. His vital qi was no longer draining, and his complexion looked much better than before. He cautiously asked, "Is your life no longer in danger now?"

"I'm mostly recovered. However, my newly born soul is still very weak. I lost too much vital qi before; this recovery only addressed the immediate danger to my life. My cultivation hasn't returned to its previous peak." Qin Mu examined himself, saying, "My soul is like a newborn infant, very fragile, but my Spirit Embryo is incredibly powerful. I'll probably need to cultivate for some time to restore balance."

Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "Since your soul has just been born, how old are you now, Young Master?"

Qin Mu thought carefully, then burst out laughing, "If we're talking about my physical body, I'm thirty-two. But if it's about my soul, I was just born; I've only existed for a day! I'm still an infant! Strange, truly strange!"

Dragon Qilin and Yan'er chuckled.

Yan'er laughed, "Today's a big day—Heavenly Venerate Mu has been reborn."

Qin Mu shook his head, a strange emotion stirring within him. It was odd that he had clearly lived for thirty-two years, yet today marked his true birth.

His cultivation was still far from its peak. Although he had overcome the life-and-death crisis, due to his extensive previous losses, his current vital qi cultivation was only one-fifth of what it once was—a devastating reduction. Furthermore, he didn't know what stage his cultivation was at now. The seven divine treasures of the Divine Treasure cultivation system could no longer measure his current state, making it impossible to compare himself to other divine arts practitioners.

What troubled him most was that he only had his Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure left, rendering all his previous cultivation techniques unusable. Whether it was the Emperor's Throne realm techniques he had learned or his self-created Overlord Body Three Elixirs Art, all of them ran sluggishly, and his vital qi circulation was extremely chaotic.

Qin Mu had previously entered dreams, experimenting countless times in the dream world. He had finally attained enlightenment in a dream, modifying the Overlord Body Three Elixirs Art to save himself. He had also followed the modified Overlord Body Three Elixirs Art to destroy his Celestial Palace and major divine treasures, ultimately achieving "opening heaven and earth to bestow a divine soul," thereby gaining new life.

However, even the modified Overlord Body Three Elixirs Art was unusable for him now! This was because the modified Overlord Body Three Elixirs Art was based on the seven divine treasures cultivation system, and he currently only possessed one Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure, which was also different from the Spirit Embryo Divine Treasures of all other divine arts practitioners or deities. The cultivation techniques of divine arts practitioners and deities were built upon the foundation of divine treasures and the Celestial Palace. With this foundation changed, his old techniques were no longer applicable.

The only technique he could still use was Grand Brahma Heavenly King Buddha's Boundless Calamity Sutra. This was because the old Buddha's technique was a form of mental cultivation; enlightenment in dreams relied on the mind, while cultivating to improve one's cultivation level in dreams relied on the divine treasure cultivation system. He could use this technique to enter dreams, but he couldn't cultivate within the dream world itself.

Qin Mu tried to activate a divine art and breathed a sigh of relief. The power of his divine arts was still there; it wasn't as if everything he had learned and comprehended before had been completely overturned. If that were the case, it would be too time-consuming and exhausting.

He entered the dream again. In the dream world, countless tiny Qin Mus emerged from his eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and brows, some even from his hair. These miniature Qin Mus seriously discussed how to adapt to the new Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure within the bubble world, speaking a language Dragon Qilin and Yan'er couldn't understand.

One small Qin Mu stood on a high perch, gesturing with vital qi to construct Qin Mu's Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure, marking out the vital qi circulation paths. He raised his arms and shouted loudly, "Jī gū! Jī gū jī gū!"

The other miniature Qin Mus sneered, whispering among themselves, "Jī jī gū gū! Gū jī gū jī!"

That small Qin Mu became enraged and immediately activated the technique he had created. A moment later, he suddenly spurted blood.

The other miniature Qin Mus burst into laughter, "Mā hā mā hā!"

Another miniature Qin Mu climbed to the high perch, intending to push the vomiting Qin Mu down. The vomiting Qin Mu, still clinging to life, grabbed his sleeve, his voice barely a whisper, "Gū jī..."

"Mā hā!"

The other small Qin Mu threw him down, excitedly constructing his own Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure technique and demonstrating it to the countless tiny Qin Mus below, shouting, "Gū jī! Gū jī gū jī!"

The other Qin Mus observed, nodding repeatedly and praising, "Gū jī!"

That miniature Qin Mu activated his Spirit Embryo Divine Treasure technique, then suddenly exploded, blood spraying everywhere, and he fell to the ground, dead.

The numerous tiny Qin Mus below burst into hearty laughter, all saying, "Mā hā mā hā!"

Dragon Qilin and Yan'er were long accustomed to this and found it unremarkable. However, Yan'er remained extremely curious about the miniature Qin Mus in Qin Mu's dream world, often peering in from outside, amusedly watching the various ways these little figures died. Those tiny Qin Mus created techniques, tested them, and then met with all sorts of bizarre deaths. Even more tiny Qin Mus emerged from Qin Mu's mind, continuing to experiment, fearless of death. They had their own unique language, which Yan'er couldn't understand, yet the tiny Qin Mus communicated without hindrance, ensuring the flow of information.

Dragon Qilin carried them forward. That day, they finally approached Yongjiang River, hearing its powerful, surging waters.

Just then, Dragon Qilin heard an unusually loud commotion coming from Qin Mu's dream world, which was on his head. Countless tiny Qin Mus were running around joyfully, cheering, tossing one miniature Qin Mu into the air, catching him, then tossing and catching him again, their cheers continuous.

"Sister Yan'er, what's happening?" Dragon Qilin quickly asked.

Yan'er excitedly replied, "The Young Master has created his own cultivation technique!"

Dragon Qilin hastily stopped, using his vital qi to gently place the sleeping Qin Mu on the ground. Around Qin Mu, in the dream world, there was a mountain of corpses, an ocean of blood—countless tiny Qin Mus had died, a truly tragic sight. The other tiny Qin Mus cheered and leaped for joy, throwing one small figure high into the air. That miniature Qin Mu's face was filled with pride, allowing his countless selves below to toss him up. He was clearly brimming with smugness.

Suddenly, all the miniature Qin Mus panicked and scattered, fleeing. The successful miniature Qin Mu was left uncatched, falling to the ground with a thud. He angrily stood up, "Jī jī gū gū!"

The fleeing tiny Qin Mus scurried about like headless flies, wailing and lamenting, then suddenly vanished one by one. The successful small Qin Mu also panicked, scrambling around before suddenly clinging to the dream world's barrier, pounding it with his hands, begging Yan'er outside for help.

Yan'er felt a pang of pity and was about to rescue him when, with a 'pop,' the dream world dissipated, and all the tiny Qin Mus vanished.

Qin Mu opened his eyes, sat up, stretched, and laughed, "I awoke from this sleep, having endured countless tribulations, and finally, my cultivation technique is complete."

Yan'er was still lamenting the miniature Qin Mu in the dream world, looking dispirited and annoyed with Qin Mu. "You wake up, and all the poor little guys die! Don't even think about me feeding you ever again!"

Qin Mu activated his new technique. He no longer worried about qi deviation, and his vital qi circulated incredibly smoothly. His newly born soul was also continuously growing and strengthening, filling him with joy.

Seeing his bright mood, Dragon Qilin asked, "Cult Master, can your method be taught to others?"

Qin Mu shook his head. "It's too difficult. At my stage, the path I've taken is only suitable for me. To learn my technique, one would first need to cultivate to the Heavenly River realm, have some understanding of unchanging divine arts, be proficient in arithmetic and creation, and also learn Grand Brahma Heavenly King Buddha's Boundless Calamity Sutra, in addition to possessing extraordinary attainments in martial arts and swordsmanship. In short, others can't learn it."

Dragon Qilin secretly sighed in regret.

"However, the method created by Heavenly Venerate Yu is more suitable for the general populace," Qin Mu said. "Still, it requires quite high comprehension, making it difficult to popularize. Have we reached Yongjiang River?"

Dragon Qilin replied, "Yongjiang Academy is just ahead."

They arrived at Yongjiang Academy, only to find it already occupied by Heavenly Court deities who were undertaking massive construction projects, building lavish palaces. Many dragon gods and river deities had been enslaved and forced into arduous labor. They had already built a resplendent divine city here. It was immensely vast. When Qin Mu arrived, slaves were branding formations onto the city's surface with their own blood, and palaces within the city were already ascending into the sky, bolstered by these formations. These divine palaces and temples were tethered by chains; otherwise, they would fly off into the heavens. Only when the entire great city was airborne would the divine city become stable, floating in the sky, serving as a significant instrument of Heavenly Court's rule over this area. Yongjiang River was the Heavenly River, rich in resources and extremely vital to the Primordial Realm. The ancient god Heavenly Emperor, ruling the Primordial Realm, naturally attached great importance to Yongjiang River and had to station heavy troops here.

Qin Mu saw Duke Huanlong in the divine city. This fellow had actually become a minor overseer of the dragon gods and river deities, supervising the work.

"Duke Huanlong!" Dragon Qilin called out loudly, "The Cult Master wants to see you!"

Hearing this, Duke Huanlong turned his head, saw Qin Mu, and rushed over, greeting him respectfully, his heart filled with unease.

Qin Mu smiled, "No need to worry. If you had betrayed me, you would have long since died without a burial place. You merely sought refuge with the Heavenly Court for your own survival. Duke Huanlong, how did you survive?"

Duke Huanlong had made a pact with him to become Little Earth Count, and Qin Fengqing had kept a close eye on him, long seeing him as food. If Duke Huanlong had betrayed Qin Mu, he would certainly have been eaten by Qin Fengqing. Since Qin Fengqing hadn't eaten him, it meant Duke Huanlong hadn't betrayed them. Although Qin Mu didn't entirely trust his brother Qin Fengqing's character, he did trust his appetite.

Duke Huanlong sighed in relief and said, "When the Heavenly Court's army reached here, I led the river's dragon gods in surrender. Many dragon gods intended to betray you, my lord, but they died on the spot, inexplicably becoming corpses. Although I surrendered, I dared not betray you. The Heavenly Court's army saw that I was still useful, so they spared my life and ordered me to supervise the construction of the divine city."

Qin Mu asked, "Who is the deity guarding Yongjiang River?"

"Divine Venerate Wuji, a disciple of the Azure Emperor of the Eastern Heavens." Duke Huanlong said, "The Azure Emperor of the Eastern Heavens swept through the various demigod tribes, pacifying all forces. He has already left the Primordial Realm and returned to the Eastern Heavens, leaving Divine Venerate Wuji to suppress this area. My lord, you should leave quickly. Many Heavenly Court deities have descended, a motley crowd, and some are still asking me about you, their words quite malicious."

Qin Mu nodded gently, smiling, "I've long heard that some in the Heavenly Court want to deal with me, Heavenly Venerate Mu. I've already taken precautions, so there's no need to worry."

As they spoke, hearty laughter suddenly rang out. From a grand hall above the divine city under construction, someone loudly chuckled, "Heavenly Venerate Mu has come from afar! Wuji apologizes for not welcoming you sooner, please forgive me! Heavenly Venerate Mu, please come up for a discussion."

Duke Huanlong's expression shifted slightly, and he gestured for Qin Mu to leave quickly. Qin Mu smiled, "It's fine. There are too many people who want to kill me. If I were to hide everywhere, when would I ever stop hiding? You can go down first."

Duke Huanlong intended to persuade him further, but Qin Mu said with a half-smile, "Even the Azure Emperor of the Eastern Heavens would show me respect if he came. How much more so his disciple?"

Duke Huanlong said, "My lord, it's easy to meet the King of Hell, but troublesome to deal with petty devils! The Heavenly Court deities have ill intentions; why invite humiliation? That Divine Venerate Wuji isn't a benevolent sort either..."

Qin Mu waved his hand, standing on Dragon Qilin's forehead, and ascended toward the divine hall in the sky.

In front of the divine hall, Divine Venerate Wuji, along with a group of deities and talented young elites, stood in formation to greet them. He laughed heartily, "Qin Overlord Body of Eternal Peace, Heavenly Venerate Mu of the Dragon Han, one of the three reformist heroes! Even my teacher would respectfully greet you!"

He bowed to Qin Mu in greeting, then glanced at the Heavenly Court deities on both sides, growing furious. He roared, "Why do you not show respect upon seeing Heavenly Venerate Mu?"

A deity sneered, "Overlord Body? Heavenly Venerate Mu? Just a cripple. Does he deserve a bow from us Heavenly Gods?"

Divine Venerate Wuji was enraged, cursing repeatedly. He then apologized to Qin Mu, "Heavenly Venerate Mu, these ignorant fools lack understanding. You are a magnanimous elder; please don't blame them. Please come in."

Qin Mu stepped down from Dragon Qilin's head, walked before Wuji, and smiled, "I won't fuss over it, Divine Venerate. Please."