Chinese Superman

Chapter 127 The Taoist Ancestral Court Revives!

"That will be the best opportunity to completely eliminate this extraterrestrial life form!"

He paused, his tone chilling: "This child's growth rate is terrifying. At only three years old, he has already built up the entire Star Nation's aircraft carrier fleet, showing no fear of space-based kinetic weapons."

"If he truly comes of age—no one in the Xia Kingdom, or even the entire world, will be able to control him! We must nip him in the bud before he gains power!"

Ye Hong licked his lips, his eyes filled with a mixture of greed and excitement: "Don't worry, Grandpa. With several families joining forces and the national treasure in hand, even if Martial Ancestor has extraordinary abilities, he won't be able to leave Zhongnan Mountain alive!"

The other companies are indeed doing the same.

They all fell silent, secretly reaching a tacit agreement to remain still and wait for the right opportunity.

Louguantai.

In reality, Xia Xinghan didn't care at all about the fate of the major powers.

He left Shiniu and, like any other tourist, began to stroll through the mountains.

Walk along the ancient bluestone path, touch the thousand-year-old cliff carvings, stop to admire the ruins of Lao Jun Temple, and look up at the ancient cypress trees that are gradually exuding spiritual charm.

A mountain breeze brushed against his hair, bringing the fresh scent of earth and revitalized vegetation. His expression was serene, as if he were truly just visiting the soon-to-be-revived Taoist ancestral temple.

However, just as he arrived at an ancient site called "Yangtianchi", a gentle female voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Your Excellency Martial Ancestor, I apologize for disturbing you. I am Lu Jingshu. I am using the ability of my family heirloom to communicate with you through [telepathy]. I hope you will not take offense."

Xia Xinghan did not stop walking, silently thinking, "[Telepathy], one of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism? It seems that the mysteries of the relics are indeed ever-changing."

The melodious female voice continued, "The Lu family can remain hidden in the shadows, willing to serve as a surprise force to help Lord Martial Ancestor seize Zhongnan Mountain!"

Is this for real?

Xia Xinghan chuckled inwardly and replied directly, "No need, I am enough on my own."

Lu Jingshu seemed taken aback for a moment, then advised, "Your Excellency, please do not be careless. As far as I know, the remaining families have spared no expense this time, not only using several heirloom-level relics, but also bringing out national treasures!"

"Although the Martial Ancestor is strong, he cannot fight against many opponents. If the Lu family secretly provides support..."

"What are the conditions?"

"If it could nourish the spiritual roots of heaven and earth."

"Absolutely not, not a chance."

Xia Xinghan directly shattered Lu Jingshu's illusions.

"————"

Lu Jingshu remained silent for a moment, then finally sighed, "Since that's the case, I won't force it. However, if this cooperation doesn't work out, perhaps there are other areas where we can collaborate."

"Oh?"

"Your Excellency, are you aware that the era of universal cultivation has arrived, and with the looming threat of [Dungeons], cultivation has become an essential necessity. However, what schools teach is merely basic training methods and introductory martial arts, far from sufficient to cope with future changes. I believe that in the future, [Martial Arts Schools] will inevitably spring up like mushrooms after rain, becoming the cram schools of the new era," and perhaps even more important.

Lu Jingshu's voice was soft, yet carried a businessman's shrewdness: "The Lu family is willing to cooperate with you to open [Extreme Martial Arts Schools] nationwide!"

"As the headmaster, Lord Wuzu only needs to hold the title and does not need to participate, yet he can still share more of the profits."

"At that time, tuition will not be charged in cash, but will be deducted in the form of spirit stones, spirit materials, or by completing specific tasks for the martial arts school."

"This is a move that benefits the country and its people, cultivates talent, gathers resources, and strengthens itself—a win-win situation."

""

At this point, Lu Jingshu sighed with emotion.

This is the best time.

We are facing both unprecedented changes and unprecedented opportunities!

With everyone cultivating and dungeons running rampant, the world will usher in an unprecedented era of prosperity in just a few decades—no, just a few short years!

Upon hearing this, Xia Xinghan paused slightly.

He stood by the Heavenly Pool, gazing at his reflection in the water, amidst the swirling mist and converging rays of light, and remained silent for a moment.

"Lord Martial Ancestor?"

Lu Jingshu said with a smile, "Is there any need to consider it? It's a sure thing for you, all you need to do is offer the title of Martial Ancestor."

"Of course, if the Martial Ancestor creates a new martial art, our Lu family and the Limit Martial Arts Academy hope to have priority in obtaining the copyright. You can't just hand it over to the state so easily again."

A mountain breeze swept by, causing the fallen leaves in Yangtian Pond to swirl and create ripples that shattered the reflection of Xia Xinghan.

Xia Xinghan snapped out of his reverie and murmured, "Benefiting the country and its people, cultivating talent?"

"Spirit stones? Spirit materials? A quest?"

"The Lu family—or rather, all you aristocratic families—have certainly shrewdly calculated your schemes!"

"Aristocratic families? Lord Martial Ancestor, you misunderstand. Aristocratic families have long since perished, vanished into the annals of history. In this new era, only entrepreneurs exist—"

Lu Jingshu was trying to explain when Xia Xinghan interrupted her.

"With the spiritual energy recovering and deepening, spirit stone veins will inevitably appear. You want to monopolize cultivation resources first, and then use the name of a martial arts school to reap the benefits!"

He no longer concealed his disgust, responding coldly with his thoughts: "I don't care if you're aristocratic families or tycoons. If the apocalypse truly arrives, and people are struggling to survive, and you still want to profit from it and exploit the masses—I'll be the first to kill you!"

"When the time comes, we'll slaughter the powerful families and crush the tycoons!!"

"Take these words back and inform the family head that this is my stance, Xia Xinghan!"

Having said that, he made a thought, and the cellular stars rotated, directly setting up a gravitational wall that distorted spacetime and isolated the [telepathy].

"Buzz"

Dozens of miles away, Lu Jingshu, who was holding a gilded Buddha statue, suddenly felt a void in her heart, as if the telephone line connecting her to the distant place had been forcibly cut off!

The backlash caused her to be violently shaken, her face turned deathly pale, and she almost dropped the Buddha statue in her arms.

"Miss!"

The old servant beside her quickly helped her up.

Lu Jingshu steadied herself, her forehead beaded with cold sweat, and her eyes still showing fear.

She gazed towards Zhongnan Mountain, her lips trembling slightly: "He—he actually managed to forcibly interrupt the communication of [telepathy]—"

The old servant angrily said, "This greenhorn is utterly ungrateful!"

Lu Jingshu raised her hand to stop the old servant from continuing.

She held the Buddha statue, looking puzzled.

Wasn't the previous statement clear enough?

By opening a martial arts gym, one can simply hold the title of headmaster and receive a huge share of the profits.

At that time, wealth, spiritual stones, and fame will come like a surging river, flowing endlessly.

What a highly profitable business!

Why—why was I rejected?

It could even backfire, provoking the other party's disgust and murderous intent!

"Could it be a matter of the highest priority copyright in advanced martial arts?"

"But what difference does it make whether he hands it over to the state or leaves it to the Extreme Martial Arts Academy? For him, there is no loss of benefit."

No matter what, Lu Jingshu couldn't understand it.

She stood there stunned for a long time, finally letting out a long, complex sigh: "Send the order down, everyone in the Lu family is to return home."

"That serendipitous encounter in Zhongnan Mountain—"

"It was only after much offering of incense and chanting of scriptures for a hundred days that the bronze pagoda was finally moved."

"Moreover, the power of the Silver Flower Double Wheel Twelve Ring Staff has not yet dissipated, and we can also activate its profound supernatural powers. It would be a real pity not to compete for it."

Buddhist relics, unique in their own right.

Like other relics, they will choose one owner, but the Buddha guides those with affinity. The same applies to relics. As long as incense is offered and the power of vows is used, they can be used for mystical purposes.

"It's not a pity."

Lu Jingshu shook her head and said, "The other families have even brought out national treasures, but the true relics stored in the [Gilded Silver Coffin with Kalavinka Bird Pattern] have not yet chosen a reincarnated Buddha."

"Ultimately, the key is which of the Buddha's relics, which were divided into 84000 parts by King Ashoka, will be completely revived and become a true relic of the Buddha in one lifetime."

[Relics of the World-Honored One]

Relic!

Zhongnan Mountain, by Yangtianchi Lake.

After Xia Xinghan blocked Lu Jingshu's "telepathy", his expression returned to calm.

He bent down and scooped up a handful of water from the pool.

The water was filled with a spiritual mist, and a faint glow seemed to flow through it.

"Soon—"

Xia Xinghan activated his X-ray vision and looked into the depths of the mountains. His gaze pierced through layers of rock and saw the vast spiritual energy surging wildly deep within the earth's veins, about to burst forth.

"The Nine Elders of Louguan, the Ancient Cypress Trees Where Oxen Are Tied — Spiritual Roots of Heaven and Earth —"

"I want to see how many national treasures these aristocratic families will use when Zhongnan Mountain is fully awakened."

The mountain wind picked up, stirring up gusts of wind through the forest.

At dusk in Zhongnan Mountain, the afterglow paints half the sky red, intertwining with the rising mist from the mountains, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.

But everyone knows that beneath the dreamlike tranquility lies a raging storm about to erupt.

Night is coming.

Jinling City.

Purple Mountain, Observatory.

In ancient times, there was an Imperial Observatory to observe celestial phenomena.

Now that spiritual energy has been revived, the country has also established similar institutions.

At this moment, the enormous armillary sphere hummed and trembled. The three metal rings—the equatorial ring, the ecliptic ring, and the lunar ring—spun wildly under the drive of invisible spiritual power, their scales and star charts shimmering with light.

Beside it, a bronze seismograph, with eight golden dragons raising their heads, the golden ball held in their mouths vibrating with a buzzing sound.

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"Thump"

Suddenly, a golden dragon in the northwest opened its mouth, and a golden ball fell, landing precisely in the mouth of the bronze toad below with a crisp impact!

"Northwest! Towards the Zhongnan Mountains!"

An elderly researcher wearing glasses suddenly stood up, his voice excited: "The peak spiritual energy has broken through the critical value! The earth's ley line spiritual pressure reading has soared! All monitoring nodes are reporting this simultaneously!"

"Zhongnan Mountain has completely recovered!"

The entire observation hall instantly erupted in cheers!

"Quick! Calculate the specific coordinates and the spiritual energy diffusion model!"

"Contact the FAST satellite to retrieve high-resolution imagery of the Zhongnan Mountain area!"

"Notify all relevant departments!!"

"Send an urgent communication to base, quickly!"

The sounds of keyboard typing, instrument humming, and urgent shouts blended together.

On the giant screen, the light spots representing the Zhongnan Mountain area changed from dark red to fiery gold and spread outward at an astonishing speed, simulating ripples.

North China Base, Command Center.

The communicator in front of Mr. Qian rang urgently.

He quickly scanned the screen, his fingers trembled slightly, then he slammed his palm on the table and stood up abruptly.

"In the end, it still happened."

He looked southwest, as if he could see through all the obstacles and see the ancient mountain range that was awakening.

"Xinghan—I hope it's not too late."

Zhongnan Mountain.

At the very moment the golden sphere of the seismograph fell from the Astronomical Observatory—

The entire Zhongnan Mountain seemed to come alive.

The originally misty spiritual fog suddenly became a hundred times denser!

Countless spiritual substances transformed into a torrent of seven-colored rays of light, bursting forth from every valley, every stream, and every peak!

The night sky was illuminated with dazzling lights, and the sun, moon and stars seemed to appear at the same time!

This ancestral temple of Taoism, the most blessed land under heaven, a fairyland, the crown of grotto heavens, has finally—completely recovered.

(The bronze pagoda contains a gilded silver coffin with a Kalavinka bird design, which holds the true relics.)