Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 381

Chapter 381: Flexing Muscles and Showing Off One’s Strength

Shao Junyi was only a second-tier psychic, but her father was the branch director, so she knew more than the average member, even secrets.

She’d heard of occasional geniuses who could wield two or three powers, but they were merely skilled, not mastered.

She couldn’t even imagine someone like Bai Hongtu, who could unleash powers comparable to fourth-tier powers, or even stronger, with a single finger.

Furthermore, this Bai Hongtu could regenerate through a drop of blood, resurrecting with the blink of an eye—even more beyond her comprehension.

She secretly informed her father of this.

“You said you could have an astral spirit. What is a primordial spirit?” Shao Junyi had never heard of the term.

“It’s an innate spiritual energy… You wouldn’t understand even if I told you this. Let me demonstrate it to you.”

Bai Hongtu closed his eyes, and white mist rose from his head, condensing into a primordial spirit, which transformed into a stream of light, and traveled across vast distances.

A moment later, Bai Hongtu’s spirit returned, holding a blue fruit.

The Spirit Transformation Stage allows the soul to leave the body, but it’s limited to wandering. It’s afraid of sunlight and can’t hold objects, which presents significant drawbacks.

However, the soul of the Tribulation Crossing Stage overcomes these shortcomings.

“This is a blue dream fruit from two thousand miles south. It must be eaten within an hour of picking, or it will rot. It’s a fruit only the locals can eat!”

Shao Junyi had once tasted blue dream fruit in that area and was deeply impressed by its flavor.

Peng Lianghai hadn’t expected Bai Hongtu to be so powerful.

“You traveled four thousand miles in just a few minutes?” Shao Junyi looked at him as if he were a monster. Bai Hongtu’s technique was unmatched by any other supernatural power.

It couldn’t be described as a supernatural power; it was more like a miracle.

“And that’s even at a slower speed.” Bai Hongtu’s soul waved its hand, returning to its main body.

…

“What are you talking about? Someone reborn through a drop of blood? Unleashing multiple supernatural powers? And even ignoring obstacles and moving at high speeds?!” Shao Junyi’s father abruptly stood up.

If his daughter hadn’t told him this herself, he would have thought his subordinates were lying.

Shao Junyi’s father hurried to the monitoring room to check the footage, and Bai Hongtu’s behavior was pretty much what his daughter had described.

“Who, who, who is this person?” At first, Shao Junyi’s father thought Bai Hongtu was sent by that cult, but he quickly denied it.

His strength was immeasurable; a cult wouldn’t send someone so conspicuous.

“By the way, what did he say his supernatural power was?” Shao Junyi’s father summoned the two supernaturals who were testing their lies and reviewed their records.

“Xiu Xian…” At first, Shao Junyi’s father thought the term was familiar, but he couldn’t recall where he’d heard it before. Then, he remembered, his eyes widening.

“Xiu Xian!”

He’d seen references to “Xiu Xian” in an ancient text.

The text stated that in the dawn of civilization, a supernatural being far more powerful than a fifth-level supernatural being was born. His supernatural power was eyes, or the ability to see far away.

This ancient supernatural being’s vision pierced the universe, pierced the boundaries between worlds, and beheld the scenes of another world.

That world was vast, with monsters roaring beneath the heavens. Immortals plucked stars and moons, roamed the universe, and ripped space apart with ease. The powers that psychics had mastered throughout their lives became mere commonplace attacks in their hands.

An ancient psychic even witnessed someone bathed in golden light ascend a golden ladder after a thunderstorm, only to vanish.

He tried to see what lay atop the ladder, but his limited vision prevented him from seeing.

Overuse of his powers soon blinded the ancient psychic, who could no longer see that world.

Ancient texts also record that the psychic’s final words, “Cultivating Immortality… Jiuzhou… If there is an afterlife… I truly wish to visit that world…” These ancient texts were considered a fantasy tale written as a joke, and no one took them seriously, let alone foolishly studied them.   How could such creatures possibly be that powerful? If the accounts

in the ancient texts   were true, wouldn’t that mean the psychics were cultivating incorrectly?   A psychic who has worked hard to cultivate his abilities finally learns to control fire, and now you say someone can unleash the Golden Crow, Water, Fire, and Earth powers at will.   Wouldn’t that make the psychic’s efforts a joke?   ”Could it be true what’s written in the ancient texts?”   … ”   What’s the next test?” Bai Hongtu excitedly flexed his muscles, ready to show off his skills.   ”Strength test.”   ”That’s easy. I can lift any barbell weighing any pound.”   ”Then arm wrestle him.” Shao Junyi   pointed at Jiang Li. Bai   Hongtu’s smile froze.   Jiang Li excitedly flexed his muscles, ready to show off his skills.   He rolled up his sleeves and rested his arm on the table: “Come on.”   Bai Hongtu reluctantly rested his arm on the table as well.   Seeing that the two were ready, Shao Junyi waved her hand: “Begin!”   Bai Hongtu slowly closed his eyes, emptying his mind and body, imagining himself floating in the boundless universe, his body as if it were nothing.   At that moment, he recalled the glorious years, the high spirits of becoming the Dao Sect’s leader, the various preparations he had made to defeat Jiang Li, the meetings with the powerful to discuss how to defeat Jiang Li, the earnest teachings of the Immortal Elder Changcun, and the carefree play of his childhood…   Bai Hongtu’s eyes flashed open, his gaze blazing with lightning, his aura overwhelming.   ”I carry the hopes of too many people on my shoulders. I can’t lose, Jiang Li, I will defeat you!”   Boom—   Bai Hongtu was pinned to the ground by Jiang Li, himself and his body, and could not be pulled out.   ”That’s not right. Doesn’t the book say that when facing an enemy you can’t defeat, as long as you recall the past, you can break through, surpass yourself, and defeat the enemy?”

“It seems your strength isn’t so exaggerated after all.” Shao Junyi breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Bai Hongtu had finally found a weakness.

She had thought Bai Hongtu was invincible.

Then again, hadn’t someone claimed to be invincible?

“Next is the final test: combat training.”

Shao Junyi led the three to the combat training grounds, where third-level psychics would serve as instructors, testing the newcomers’ abilities.

…

“Tell me, what are your plans for Bihai City!”

In the interrogation room, two interrogators, with fierce eyes, whipped the cult member captured by Peng Lianghai.

They were exhausted, panting, but the member was stubborn and refused to speak.

The member sneered: “How could I possibly tell you about our plan of the Supernatural Cult?”

“To tell you the truth, your accomplices have already confessed. If you tell us now, we can show some leniency for your good behavior…”

“Spare my life?”

“Leave your body intact.”

“You’ve killed countless people, and you still want to live? To tell you the truth, no one who enters the interrogation room has ever walked out alive!”

The member was silent for a moment: “…but I’ve seen you leave several times.”

“…”

“Beat him, beat him hard!”

(End of this chapter)