Chapter 754: Resurrection (Four Thousand Character Chapter!)

Chapter 754: Resurrection (Four Thousand Character Chapter!)

The coffin of Ngự Thiên Tôn was extremely well protected, surrounded by shimmering U Minh runes that revolved gently around it, quiet and mysterious.
When Tần Mục arrived here, his heart was no longer agitated. Instead, he calmly examined each rune, pondering its mysteries.
The runes were left by Thổ Bá, used to protect Ngự Thiên Tôn's physical body.
In truth, even if Thổ Bá hadn't used runes for protection, Ngự Thiên Tôn's body wouldn't have aged or died.
Because Ngự Thiên Tôn was the only person to receive the blessings of all the ancient gods!
The seven ancient Thiên Tôn had all received blessings from the ancient gods.
Lăng Thiên Tôn, who opened the Ngũ Diệu realm, received blessings from the Ngũ Diệu Tinh Quân and Thiên Công, granting him an ageless body and great fortune.
Hạo Thiên Tôn, who opened the Lục Hợp realm, received blessings from Địa Mẫu Nguyên Quân, granting him endless fortune, ageless and deathless.
Nguyệt Thiên Tôn, who opened the Thất Tinh realm, received blessings from Đại Nhật Tinh Quân, Thái Âm Tinh Quân, and Thiên Công, also granting him an ageless body, never aging or dying of illness.
Hỏa Thiên Tôn, who opened the Thiên Nhân realm, received blessings from the Four Emperors, granting him longevity and the ability to turn misfortune into fortune.
U Thiên Tôn, who opened the Sinh Tử realm, received blessings from Thổ Bá, granting him immortality and an eternally stable primordial spirit.
Vân Thiên Tôn, who opened the Thần Kiều realm, received blessings from Thiên Công, granting him eternal youth and a clear, divine spirit.
Although these six Thiên Tôn all received blessings and achieved longevity, the content of each blessing was different.
For example, U Thiên Tôn received Thổ Bá's blessing, gaining immortality and an eternally stable primordial spirit. But immortality doesn't mean eternal youth, so U Thiên Tôn would still age. This was because Thổ Bá didn't govern the rules of an ageless, undying body. He could grant U Thiên Tôn eternal lifespan, but he couldn't keep U Thiên Tôn young.
And Thiên Công blessed Vân Thiên Tôn with eternal youth, but Thiên Công didn't possess the method for stabilizing the primordial spirit, so he couldn't grant that blessing. He could only bless Vân Thiên Tôn with a clear spirit and heavenly eyes.
But Ngự Thiên Tôn was the one who received blessings from ALL the ancient gods!
The blessings of the ancient gods were blessings of law, not to mention that among them were the blessings of Thiên Đế and Đế Hậu.
Ngự Thiên Tôn should have had an eternally stable primordial spirit, eternal youth, and immortality because of this. Yet Ngự Thiên Tôn's physical body died in the Mạn Hồi Corridor Pavilion in the Dao Trì Small Pavilion, his primordial spirit shattered, his soul didn't enter U Minh, the fragments didn't enter Thiên Âm Realm, and all his blessings completely failed. Therefore, the hidden agenda behind this was thought-provoking.
Hạo Thiên Tôn and Âm Thiên Tử assassinating Ngự Thiên Tôn was just the surface. There might have been a deeper game beneath it. Whether Thiên Đế and Đế Hậu Nương Nương's younger sister had a hand in it was unknown.
When Tần Mục thought about the deeper reasons hidden within, he couldn't help but shiver several times. The Dao Trì gathering at that time seemed peaceful and harmonious. Even after Hạo Thiên Tôn assassinated Ngự Thiên Tôn, everyone merely fell into grief without much turmoil—calm and quiet.
But who could have imagined how terrifying the killing intent hidden beneath that seemingly calm surface was?
Now that he saw Thổ Bá's blessing and understood some things, he finally felt the terror!
"Can Hạo Thiên Tôn possibly contend with such a Thiên Đế? In the division of Long Hán into three, who was the ultimate victor?"
He glanced at U Thiên Tôn beside him. U Thiên Tôn had never mentioned this matter. Whether he didn't know or didn't want to say, Tần Mục couldn't tell.
"After resurrecting Ngự Thiên Tôn, I must get to the bottom of this with U Thiên Tôn!"
Tần Mục raised his hand, and the coffin made of Phật Nguyên Xích Cách split apart with a clang. The coffin lid flew a short distance before landing lightly without much sound.
This was the residence of Thiên Tề Nhân Thánh Vương. The old soul of the Âm Sai elder's mother was still in the residence, and Tần Mục didn't want to disturb the old lady.
Under his magical power, Ngự Thiên Tôn floated in the air. A million years had passed, yet he remained as he was before—time had left no trace on him.
Just like when Tần Mục had met him at Dao Trì back then, this young Thiên Tôn was like a tree of jade blossoms—gentle, warm, and serene.
A million years apart, but for Tần Mục it was only a few months ago. For him, it seemed the same.
"I can summon his soul here in U Minh and draw his soul fragments over, but I can't borrow Thiên Công's power in U Minh. So I still need to bring him back to the mortal world. Only in the mortal world can I borrow the power of Thiên Công and Thổ Bá to reshape his three souls and seven spirits," Tần Mục said solemnly.
The Âm Sai elder was nervous and said, "Can you really do it? His soul has been shattered for a million years. Such a long time..."
Tần Mục smiled gently and said calmly, "Thiên Âm Nương Nương was also dead for at least four or five hundred thousand years, and didn't I still save her? Thiên Âm Nương Nương was an ancient god. Summoning her soul was extremely difficult—I exhausted myself to the point of vomiting blood. But Ngự Thiên Tôn was at most a deity when he died, so summoning his soul will be much simpler."
He removed the willow leaf from his brow, and instantly his Thần Ma Divine Treasury merged, his divine path cultivation and demonic path cultivation interweaving, his magical power rising step by step!
Tần Mục activated his improved Khiên Hồn Dẫn, and behind him manifested a sixteen-zhang primordial spirit. His primordial spirit was now vast and extraordinary, and with the unity of god and demon, he resembled a small ancient god.
From his primordial spirit's mouth came rhythmic U Minh demonic language, mixed with divine language—obscure and profound, leaving the Âm Sai elder only half-understanding.
As U Thiên Tôn, the Âm Sai elder had profound mastery over U Minh demonic language and U Minh divine abilities, but he was somewhat lacking in divine language.
The divine language of the ancient heavenly court was derived from the divine language of Huyền Đô, both born from Thiên Công's dao. Each had their specialty—because he had delved too deeply into U Minh divine abilities, his understanding of Huyền Đô divine abilities was actually inferior to Tần Mục's.
"Khiên Hồn Dẫn?"
The Âm Sai elder listened for a while before realizing, and exclaimed, "This is Khiên Hồn Dẫn, but you've changed it beyond recognition!"
Tần Mục's primordial spirit continued to activate Khiên Hồn Dẫn while he himself circled around Ngự Thiên Tôn, walking in strange postures in the air as if on flat ground.
His hands flew, forming seal after seal, transforming into various runes that imprinted onto Ngự Thiên Tôn's body. Compared to the awkwardness and danger when he had summoned Thiên Âm Nương Nương's soul back then, he was now skilled and unhurried, even having the leisure to turn back and smile: "That's right, it's Khiên Hồn Dẫn. I taught it to you."
The Âm Sai elder widened his eyes and said, "Even if you didn't teach me, I could have comprehended it myself."
Tần Mục laughed heartily.
His seals and Khiên Hồn Dẫn gradually emitted waves of obscure fluctuations, seemingly touching some law of heaven and earth, causing inexplicable stirrings in U Minh. Then they extended outward from U Minh, reaching into various worlds.
The divine and demonic language emitted by his primordial spirit couldn't be heard by ordinary ears. Even divine ability users couldn't hear his voice. But in the ears of certain ancient existences, it was as if the Great Dao was murmuring and humming, carrying a stirring from the depths of the soul.
The shock this gave those ancient existences was incomparable—as if an ancient deity wielding immense laws was channeling its power, deep and profound.
Soul particles scattered across heaven and earth were stirred. Gradually, particles like black sand were drawn forth, drifting toward U Minh.
These were extremely tiny soul fragments that had shattered beyond further breaking over the long ages. The naked eye could barely perceive them, yet they truly existed.
Because a million years had passed, the heavenly court and heavenly river of that era had transformed into who knows what. The number of worlds Ngự Thiên Tôn's soul particles had scattered across exceeded Tần Mục's expectations, and he gradually grew strained. The magical power his primordial spirit channeled grew more immense, and his voice grew louder.
"Why didn't you summon his soul back then?"
The Âm Sai elder asked in confusion: "Back then, his soul had scattered across the heavenly court. Summoning his soul would have been easier, and you wouldn't have had to work so hard."
"Back then, I didn't know Thổ Bá and Thiên Công. If I had recklessly acted and borrowed the power of Thiên Công and Thổ Bá, they definitely would have smacked me to death."
Tần Mục's forehead beaded with sweat, steam rising like clouds, and he said solemnly: "Now my relationship with Thiên Công and Thổ Bá is good, so borrowing their power won't draw complaints. But back then, it wouldn't have worked."
The Âm Sai elder's expression was strange, his mouth as if stuffed with two eggs, his eyes bulging like copper bells, thinking: "Does Mục Thiên Tôn have some misunderstanding about what a good relationship means? I don't know about Thiên Công, but his relationship with Thổ Bá is definitely not good. Thổ Bá is just annoyed that he keeps coming to U Minh to cause trouble..."
Tần Mục grew increasingly strained. The runes he activated with every gesture grew heavier, each seal imprinting onto Ngự Thiên Tôn's body as if he were lifting a Tu Di Mountain. His voice was somewhat hoarse: "Moreover, the heavenly court back then was too dangerous. Those who wanted to kill Ngự Thiên Tôn weren't just Hạo Thiên Tôn. Those who wanted him dead were so powerful that even Thiên Công and Thổ Bá didn't dare provoke them. If I had resurrected Ngự Thiên Tôn then, he would have died for sure, and I would have died too. That's why I resurrected his body and had Lăng Thiên Tôn hand him to you. Only today do I dare to resurrect him!"
His body shook violently, and his primordial spirit and physical body both stopped moving—one standing on the ground, the other at the brow of the primordial spirit. Behind each of their heads, layers of light wheels rotated, runes within each wheel lighting up as they spun, shining upon Ngự Thiên Tôn!
Tiny soul particles flew in, entering Ngự Thiên Tôn's body one after another—through his facial orifices, his brow, his throat, his heart and lungs, his dantian, his perineum.
Tần Mục and his primordial spirit stood motionless, the wheels of light behind their heads spinning endlessly.
The Âm Sai elder's heart tightened, knowing this was a critical moment. He immediately became vigilant. In U Minh, paper boats flew in rapidly, guarding outside the Thiên Tề Nhân Thánh Vương residence—countless, densely packed.
After who knows how long, Tần Mục looked exhausted. The layers of light wheels behind his head gradually stopped spinning and slowly dispersed.
His primordial spirit moved forward, shrinking until it merged with his physical body.
The Âm Sai elder finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward to ask. But before he could speak, Tần Mục frowned and said: "A portion of Ngự Thiên Tôn's soul didn't completely shatter—it was suppressed by someone. I couldn't summon it back."
The Âm Sai elder was stunned and quickly asked: "How much was suppressed?"
"Less than a tenth."
Tần Mục exhaled a turbid breath, rested for a moment, and said: "I don't know if the missing portion matters much. Who took away part of his soul—that's beyond my knowledge."
The Âm Sai elder hurriedly asked: "Then what should we do?"
"Simple. Ask Thổ Bá."
Tần Mục said solemnly: "I'll immediately bring him back to the mortal world to reshape his soul and reassemble his spirit! After his soul is reassembled, Thổ Bá can sense the other portion through his soul. We just need to ask Thổ Bá to know where his remnant soul is."
The two placed Ngự Thiên Tôn's body on a small boat. The Âm Sai elder's mother was busy cooking and quickly said: "It's almost done! You've been working so long—won't you eat before leaving?"
The Âm Sai elder quickly said: "Mother, we have urgent business!"
The woman smiled and said: "Then be careful on the road. I'll keep the food for you. That young man, our U Nhi is young and naive, doesn't know how to talk. Please bear with him."
Tần Mục suppressed his laughter and quickly said: "Auntie, rest assured. I understand."
He glanced at the Âm Sai elder, who had a dark face and an expressionless look.
After the boat had traveled far, Tần Mục burst out laughing. The Âm Sai elder's face faded again, and he said flatly: "What are you laughing at? Back then I couldn't beat you, but now I can."
Tần Mục quickly stopped laughing and smiled: "Now you can even beat Ngự Thiên Tôn. I wonder, after he's resurrected, will he still recognize us?"
The Âm Sai elder stared blankly for a moment, then said after a pause: "He will always be my elder brother."
Tần Mục blinked: "And me?"
"Hmph."
The Âm Sai elder turned his head away, revealing the ghost-face mask on the back of his head. The mask suddenly made a funny face at Tần Mục, sticking out its tongue.
Tần Mục was startled and looked carefully. This ghost-face mask wasn't the one he had carved before. It should be the mask U Thiên Tôn had worn back then. Somehow the Âm Sai elder had dug it out again and put it on the back of his head.
"He must be worried that his appearance has changed and Ngự Thiên Tôn won't recognize him, so he found this mask to wear again," Tần Mục thought.
When they reached the mortal world, they were still by the banks of the Dũng Giang.
It was night in the Great Ruins. There weren't many soul particles or starving ghosts in the darkness anymore. Tần Mục stood on the paper boat on the Dũng Giang and performed the ritual again. The Thừa Thiên Chi Môn appeared, inverted, borrowing the power of Thiên Công and Thổ Bá, shining upon Ngự Thiên Tôn floating in the air!
The Âm Sai elder watched his ritual nervously, clenching his fists.
After a long while, Tần Mục dispersed his magical power, and Ngự Thiên Tôn gently descended, landing on the river surface.
"Lam Ngự Điền, long time no see," Tần Mục smiled at the youth standing on the river surface in the middle of the river.
The youth slowly opened his eyes, a look of confusion on his face. The Âm Sai elder grew excited when suddenly—plop!—Ngự Thiên Tôn sank into the water. Then he surfaced again, flailing his arms and legs, having swallowed who knows how much water.
The Dũng Giang's current was swift, with turbulent undercurrents, sweeping this youth who couldn't swim downstream!
Tần Mục and the Âm Sai elder on the boat stared dumbfounded, then suddenly snapped to their senses: "Quick, save him!"
After a moment, they pulled the soaking wet Ngự Thiên Tôn up and placed him on the shore.
Ngự Thiên Tôn was half-drowned, vomiting repeatedly, expelling the water from his lungs, gasping for breath.
Tần Mục and the Âm Sai elder looked at each other. The Âm Sai elder said quietly: "His cultivation is gone. That's fine—it can be cultivated again."
Ngự Thiên Tôn rested for a moment, then stood up and bowed to the two, saying: "Thank you both for saving me. By the way, you two, what did you call me just now?"
The youth scratched his head shyly: "I don't remember what my name is."

—Four thousand one hundred characters, that's sincere enough, right? My pig trotters are cramping!
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