Chapter 635: Meng Jingzhou's New Moves

A simple mind is not entirely without its virtues; those of simpler disposition can effectively withstand mental assaults.

Lu Yang deeply doubted whether he could ever harm Mangu with a mental attack when the latter was blessed by his ancestors.

When ordinary people countered a mental assault, it was a clash of brute force, a test of whose spiritual power was mightier and who commanded it with greater mastery.

But those of simple mind were different; they were like a block of cotton, capable of cushioning the spiritual impact.

From its description, Mangu's Nascent Soul sounded formidable, but in practical application, it possessed a glaring flaw—Mangu could not recognize all of his ancestors.

One could not entirely blame Mangu for this; given the cultural standard of the ancient Barbarian Race, portraits were exceedingly rare, and those that did exist only came to be because they had chanced upon a passing cultivator of the Dao of Painting.

Thus, while Mangu could remember the characteristics of every ancestor, he could not match them to their actual countenances, leading to immense uncertainty whenever he manifested his Nascent Soul.

"The true name of this ancestor has been lost to the passage of time, yet his deeds have been passed down. Legend says that although this ancestor was simple-minded, his luck was extraordinary; even when his actions and his destination were poles apart, he would invariably attain his goal."

"Furthermore, this ancestor once touched upon the Dao of Life. It is a profound pity that he was interrupted just as he was about to comprehend it."

Mangu’s eyes were filled with pure adoration; this was one of the most ancient of the ancient Barbarians, one who had followed an ancient immortal, and his status within the Barbarian Race went without saying.

"Fairy, do you know the ancestor Mangu is worshipping?"

Lu Yang looked at the Immortal Fairy suspiciously, wondering if this elderly-looking Nascent Soul ancestor was among the Immortal Fairy's first batch of victims.

"Man Ergou, ah, I know him well. That lad listened to my lectures with utmost earnestness. He’d even ask questions after class, like asking me why demon beasts don't wear clothes in their original forms but must wear them after taking human shape. His attitude toward learning was a cut above the rest of the Barbarian Race."

"It’s just that his innate intelligence and talent were deficient, making it impossible for him to reach my heights." The Immortal Fairy shook her head with regret; he was a student she had thought highly of, but his talent was simply insufficient, and even diligence could not make up for it.

Lu Yang secretly thought to himself that he was indeed a victim.

"This lad frequently lost his way. Once, he intended to return to the Barbarian Race, but he flew in the completely opposite direction, circling the North Star once before finally making it back, making him late for class."

"He remembered me saying in class that a cultivator must possess a pioneering spirit of self-sacrifice, so he insisted on taking a few gulps from the Mother-Child River to see if he could get pregnant, only to be stopped by Qinghe and sent back to his clan."

"On another occasion, he wandered into a pond where a female cultivator happened to be bathing. He accidentally caught a glimpse of her, and the female cultivator shrieked, relentlessly demanding compensation from Ergou. Then, two male cultivators sprang out from the side, declaring that if he didn't give them a proper explanation today, this matter would not end."

"Ergou had never witnessed such a scene before and was at a total loss for a moment. Fortunately, however, he remembered my teachings: one must be fair in life, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and that correcting one's errors is the greatest virtue."

"And then?"

"And then he said, 'Since I have seen your body, it is only fair that you see my body as well.' With that, he began to strip off his clothes."

"Those three were also utterly ungrateful. Seeing that Ergou wouldn't produce any spirit stones, they swarmed forward to rob him, but in the end, they couldn't even beat Ergou."

Lu Yang: "..."

This ancient Barbarian ancestor was truly reckless.

"Why are you all gathered here? Having a meal together without calling me?"

Meng Jingzhou walked boisterously into the barbecue shop, acting as casually as if he were returning to his own home.

He happened to pass by the barbecue shop and was gripped by an intense craving; upon stepping through the door, he spotted the trio of Lu Yang, along with Mangu's Nascent Soul, and was instantly stunned.

"Good grief, Junior Brother Mangu, your Nascent Soul looks rather mature."

And it doesn't look like you at all.

Meng Jingzhou strained to keep the latter half of his sentence swallowed down, leaving it unspoken.

Mangu put away his Nascent Soul, ate the skewered meat offerings on behalf of his ancestor, and explained the origin of the Nascent Soul, leaving Meng Jingzhou clicking his tongue in wonder.

"To borrow the power of ancestors... you truly deserve to be the last of the ancient Barbarians, favored by the bloodline. It's a highly distinctive Nascent Soul. I see you surpassing Lu Yang very soon, Junior Brother Mangu, to become the second most powerful Nascent Soul cultivator in the world."

Lu Yang glanced at Meng Jingzhou: "Then who is the number one Nascent Soul cultivator in the world?"

Meng Jingzhou pointed at himself, speaking as a matter of course: "Me, naturally."

"Aren't you in the Twin-Soul stage? What are you doing pretending to be a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Meng Jingzhou flared up in anger: "Lu Yang, you brat really don't know how to speak. If Ancestor Feng weren't present, I would have a proper bout with you."

Although Lu Yang was also in the Twin-Soul stage, no one knew of this fact, allowing him to masquerade as a Nascent Soul cultivator to his heart's content.

"Twin-Soul stage?" Mangu recalled his knowledge of cultivation stages but could find no corresponding realm.

"Old Meng blazed a new trail; he possesses two Nascent Souls."

"Two Nascent Souls?!" This time it was Mangu's turn to be shocked; he had never heard of such a thing, nor had he seen it recorded in history that any cultivator possessed dual Nascent Souls.

To establish a precedent—this was precisely where Brother Meng's greatness lay!

Mangu had been learning from Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou for two years now, and even to this day, he still felt that the sea of learning was boundless. The depth and ideas of his two senior brothers constituted a realm he could hardly hope to reach in his entire lifetime.

One must live and learn.

Just as Meng Jingzhou wanted to vent his anger further to assert his stance, Lu Yang seized the opportunity to disrupt his train of thought.

"Two months have passed, and your realm has stabilized. Is there anything different about your two Nascent Souls?"

As expected, the moment cultivation was mentioned, Meng Jingzhou's attention shifted, and he grinned broadly:

"A grand harvest. Let me demonstrate it for you."

Meng Jingzhou smiled triumphantly and activated his two Nascent Souls. Two fair, tender, and chubby little infants sat upon Meng Jingzhou's shoulders, looking exactly like Meng Jingzhou had in his childhood.

"Fuse!"

Meng Jingzhou gave a soft shout, and the boundaries between the two Nascent Souls and Meng Jingzhou blurred, gradually merging into a single whole.

Two large swellings grew at Meng Jingzhou’s neck, and two large swellings grew beneath each of his armpits.

"Ha!"

With a sudden exertion of Meng Jingzhou's strength, the swellings at his neck transformed into two heads, and four arms burst forth from beneath his armpits.

"I’ve only just mastered it, and I'm not yet entirely proficient with it. Heheh, how is it?"

"Heavens, three heads and six arms?!" Lu Yang was truly astonished. This was a technique that all body cultivators dreamed of. To his knowledge, among those in the Integration stage, only a select few like the Third Elder could employ this move; otherwise, it was a feat reserved for the Tribulation Transmutation stage.

And that was even under the guidance of predecessors; Meng Jingzhou had actually mastered it through self-study, learning without a master, making him equivalent to an original creator. His talent and comprehension were second only to Lu Yang's own.

Was this not far more formidable than his own Invincible Infant?

The Immortal Fairy patted her chest and guaranteed: "If you can conquer the Invincible Infant, I assure you it will be far more powerful in combat than his three heads and six arms."

Jiang Lianyi was also slightly startled; was this the talent gained in exchange for remaining single?

The Human Race was indeed powerful; no wonder only one among the ancient immortals belonged to the Demon Race.

Among those demon geniuses at the founding ceremony, not a single demon possessed such talent.

Noticing Lu Yang’s expression, Meng Jingzhou was bursting with pride, secretly exulting.

Mangu felt that Meng Jingzhou was truly magnificent, offering praise straight from the heart:

"Twins really are different."