Chapter 27 — The Spirit Fetus Secret Art First Takes Form
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the spirit fetus! He breathed, and the spirit fetus breathed with him; he made a movement, and the spirit fetus made the same movement; he drove the Mystic Body Three Elixirs Art, and the spirit fetus drove the Mystic Body Three Elixirs Art as well! Shen Mu was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "If that is so, is it not as good as two of me cultivating together?" But he quickly discovered that when the spirit fetus drove the Mystic Body Three Elixirs Art, it did not increase his vital essence cultivation — rather, it ground and refined his vital essence. His vital essence traveled through the array patterns beneath the spirit fetus's feet, absorbed the golden light from the Sea of Gold, then entered the spirit fetus's body and was breathed out by it; fused with the golden light, the vital essence became tougher and purer. In the past his spirit fetus had also absorbed golden light, faintly and indistinctly, but not with the speed granted by the array patterns recorded in the third panel. "Could this be the cultivation method of the Mystic Body Three Elixirs Art at the Spirit Fetus realm?" Shen Mu's heart pounded wildly. The Headman had said he did not know the later methods of the Overlord Body either — and here, unexpectedly, he had found the Overlord Body cultivation method of the Spirit Fetus realm! He looked to the fourth panel and frowned slightly: the fourth panel had already fallen away, leaving only half, and what it recorded should be the method of the Five Elements realm. There were animal claw marks on this panel; it must have been destroyed by the beasts that lived here. The fifth panel was likewise badly damaged, the sixth had lost more than half of itself, and the panels after that were so battered and broken they could scarcely be made out. "This palace has fallen into such ruin — who knows how much longer the murals on it can last." Shen Mu sighed. That even a few panels of the murals had survived to the present was already a wonder. He memorized the second and third panels completely, silently recited them several more times, and only then set his mind at ease. Even if the murals in the palace were utterly destroyed, they would live on through him, to be taught to the next Overlord Body! Of the murals on the palace wall, few remained whole. Besides the Mystic Body Three Elixirs Art, there was one other panel that was relatively intact. It was a map. Shen Mu studied it closely and found the location of the Surging River, and his heart stirred: "Could this be a map of the Ruins?" He searched along the Surging River bit by bit, following the flow of the river and the bends of its channel, and at last found the location of Hidden Remnant Village. "Eh? Why is a dragon drawn here?" Shen Mu's gaze fell on the map a hundred or so li upstream from Hidden Remnant Village, where upon the Surging River a dragon's shape had been drawn — a baffling thing. "The Dragon Emperor of the Surging River!" Shen Mu's heart gave a small jolt. Beside the dragon were written the four words "Dragon Emperor of the Surging River," though what they meant he could not say. Nor was this the only strange place on the map; there were others just as strange. Thirty li east of Hidden Remnant Village a well was drawn, and beside the well were four more words: "Dragon King of the Sky Well." In another place there was also a well, marked "Dragon King of the Sea Eye." He also saw, in a far more distant part of the Ruins map, a boat, with a sun painted upon it and the three words "Dawnlight Boat" beside it. Not far from the Dawnlight Boat was a place called Dawnlight Spring, and far from the Dawnlight Boat was another boat, the Soul Boat, with a moon painted beside it. Beside the Soul Boat, too, was a strange place called Soul Spring. Shen Mu's gaze searched on, but he did not find upon the map the ancient temple in the middle of the river where Sang'e was suppressed, nor did he find Crimson Dragon City, a thousand li downstream. "This map — could it be a map of the Ruins before the Cataclysm?" Shen Mu searched a while longer, and his heart leaped: he had found the ruins in the hidden valley where he had taken shelter from the darkness. But on the map it was not marked as a ruin; it was called Mystic Maiden Pass! "So it is indeed a map of the Ruins before the Cataclysm!"