Chapter Ninety-One: Divine Water of the Three Lights
The jade bottle stood about a foot tall, translucent from end to end, suffused with a faint blue radiance.
Two coiling dragon-fish adorned the neck above the mouth. The body was round and full, carved with patterns and motifs that revealed gourds, round fans, precious swords, lotuses, flower baskets, fish drums, transverse flutes, and jade tablets.
“The Eight-Treasure Glazed Bottle? No, that is not right...”
As Lin Cheng curiously turned the jade bottle over in his hands, the voice of the white-robed sword cultivator echoed through his mind.
A flash of delight crossed Lin Cheng’s face. Since it could stir that old fellow’s interest, the object in his hand was clearly no ordinary thing. He hurriedly asked, “Uncle, what kind of treasure is the Eight-Treasure Glazed Bottle?”
The white-robed sword cultivator studied it for a moment, then silently shook his head. “This is only a counterfeit. If it were truly that treasure, you’d be sitting pretty by now...”
Lin Cheng said leisurely, “Another fake? This House of Heaven’s Net doesn’t seem all that impressive, then. It imitates everything other people make...”
The white-robed sword cultivator rolled his eyes. “The true Eight-Treasure Glazed Bottle is a Connate Spirit Treasure. For someone to make a copy of this jade bottle, he must have been a sky-reaching expert. He must once have possessed that Connate Spirit Treasure, or how else could he have reproduced it...”
“Looks like this House of Heaven’s Net is no simple place...”
Hearing the white-robed sword cultivator’s words, Lin Cheng could not contain himself. He happily opened the jade bottle and leaned in to peer at its contents with one eye.
Inside, light blazed brilliantly and mist swirled upward. Vaguely, three colors of radiance occupied their own corners, each separate from the others.
Looking more closely, each color of light was in fact a pool of liquid: gold, silver, and violet. Astonishingly, these three colored liquids shared the same bottle yet did not mix in the least, each exuding a mysterious pulse of power.
“Three Lights Divine Water! It’s actually the real Three Lights Divine Water!”
From within his mind, the white-robed sword cultivator let out a cry of astonishment as he saw all this through Lin Cheng’s eyes.
“Uncle, what is Three Lights Divine Water? Is the stuff in this bottle really that amazing?”
The white-robed sword cultivator withdrew his gaze and said, “Three Lights Divine Water does not belong to this world. Legend says it is nurtured within the Eight-Treasure Glazed Bottle, yielding only a single drop every ten thousand years...”
“The golden liquid is the Sunlight Divine Water, the silver the Moonlight Divine Water, and the violet the Starlight Divine Water. Each of these divine waters possesses immense and terrifying power...”
“Sunlight Divine Water: wears away blood essence, sinew, and flesh.
Moonlight Divine Water: corrodes the primordial spirit and soul.
Starlight Divine Water: devours and dissolves true spirit and consciousness.”
“However, once the golden Sunlight Divine Water, silver Moonlight Divine Water, and violet Starlight Divine Water are fused into one, they become the foremost healing holy medicine.”
“It can dispel every poison and restrain all the world’s deadliest toxins. It can even restore the dead to life and renew white bones with flesh.”
“Beyond that, it has another effect: it can instantly replenish divine power. And by divine power here, I do not mean only the spiritual energy within the body, but also the power of the soul.”
As the white-robed sword cultivator spoke slowly, Lin Cheng grew thrilled.
Three Lights Divine Water!
Damn it, this was simply a supreme treasure!
“You’re talking to whom?”
In his excitement, Lin Cheng had failed to notice that Wu Jiayi was now staring at him intensely, as though he were some kind of monster.
Interrupted, Lin Cheng came back to himself and gave an awkward smile. “I wasn’t speaking. Maybe Miss Jiayi heard wrong?”
Wu Jiayi shot him a hard look. “I knew you had secrets. Fine, keep them to yourself...”
“Do you know what’s in the jade bottle in your hand?”
Lin Cheng naturally did know, but he had to pretend to be puzzled, so he lightly shook his head.
“Inside is Three Lights Divine Water, a divine substance of overwhelming power. Though there is only a quarter bottle left, each drop of these three kinds of divine water contains exceedingly formidable might...” As she spoke, Wu Jiayi flicked a finger, and a strand of white light shot into Lin Cheng’s mind. It was information about the Three Lights Divine Water.
After digesting it for a moment, Lin Cheng put on a look of shock and disbelief.
In truth, the excitement and exhilaration in his heart had never once ceased.
“With such incredible power, if I were fighting someone, could I seize an opening, flick out a drop of divine water, and wear away their body while devouring their soul and consciousness...” Lin Cheng said happily.
Wu Jiayi replied, “Leaving aside whether you can break through another’s defenses in battle and actually let the divine water touch their body... no matter how powerful a divine treasure may be, it is still something external. True strength of your own is the root.”
“In any case, I’m leaving this to you. How you use it is up to you... Remember, never become too dependent on outside objects.”
Lin Cheng felt deeply moved.
They had met by chance, and he had not even seen her true body, yet she had paved a great road for him. The concern in her words made him recognize Wu Jiayi even more.
Looking at her, he nodded seriously. “Actually, I have a soul within me. He and I are both teacher and friend...”
Before he could continue, Wu Jiayi raised a hand. “I guessed as much. Though I do not know how he came to be within you, he likely bears no ill will toward you...”
“Cultivate well. I sincerely hope you can walk out of here and meet my true body.”
Lin Cheng gazed tenderly at the peerlessly beautiful woman before him and said softly, “Miss Jiayi, why are you so good to me?”
Hearing this, Wu Jiayi lifted her brows slightly. “Don’t get the wrong idea. This was merely a setup I left behind years ago. Whoever is the first to pass the trial gets all of this...”
He awkwardly rubbed his nose. So that was how it was!
Seeing his expression, Wu Jiayi’s lips curved almost imperceptibly.
Lin Cheng said, “Still, I must thank Miss Jiayi for this generous gift. I, Lin Cheng, will certainly not fail your expectations. I will cultivate diligently and achieve success, so that I may meet you!”
Wu Jiayi smiled then, and in that smile were joy, relief, and expectation.
“Cultivate earnestly, and take good care of yourself...”
Her lingering words still echoed through the space, but that transcendent figure of exquisite beauty had already vanished from the scene.
Watching the empty place before him, Lin Cheng suddenly felt a pang of loss and sighed inwardly.
Coming back to his senses, he put away the jade bottle and turned to leave the garden.
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Within the island space, Lin Cheng did not rush to depart.
He carefully studied this expanse of land and determined that the island truly resembled a magical artifact, with the Heaven’s Net Token serving as the key to control this supreme treasure.
However, after trying to manipulate it, he discovered that aside from being able to operate some of the island’s arrays, he could not freely summon or store this treasure at will.
That cut off his desire to take it away.
He chose a random place on the island suitable for cultivation and entered seclusion.
Having mastered the island’s teleportation array, he could leave whenever he wished, so there was naturally no need to worry about whether the outside mystic realm had closed.
He decided to seize this opportunity and make good use of the place for a long period of secluded cultivation.
Time passed in the blink of an eye, swift as a white colt flashing past a crack in the wall, as a rabbit runs and a crow flies.
Before he knew it, Lin Cheng had sat there for half a year.
On Heavenly Lake Island, everyone had long since dispersed.
Even Master Cangfeng, who had arrived later, waited for three months at the place on the mystic realm’s teleportation platform where the Blood Gate had shut, before finally departing with Lin Hu, Niu Shisan, and the others.
Seeing Heavenly Lake Island settle back into calm, those eyes that had been secretly watching it also gradually withdrew.
Many people could not help but sigh with genuine regret: such a prodigy, trapped like this within Heavenly Lake Mystic Realm.
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