Bearing the blue sky

Chapter 263 Sparring! Daoist Insect Moon!

Zhu Ge was somewhat surprised.

Suddenly he discovered that the [Fallen Scale] had another effect: it granted him the ability to fly!

Logically speaking, the ability to fly is only available in the third realm, and it is said to be related to divine consciousness.

But now he feels as if he can fly?

Moreover, this kind of flight is not about using one's divine sense to lift oneself up, nor is it like a bird flapping its wings; it's more like a kind of—

"Magnetic force and repulsive force?"

Zhu Ge was a little dazed. The next moment, his body swayed and flew up.

He had heard of maglev in his previous life, but he didn't really understand the principles behind it.

But at this moment, he actually rose off the ground.

"This is what flying feels like—"

Zhu Ge floated in mid-air in his own world, feeling the mysterious repulsive force surging from all parts of his body, steadily lifting him up.

It wasn't divine sense, nor wings, but an instinctive reaction originating from the depths of his bloodline, as if he was born to fly.

He tried to move forward, leaning his body slightly forward, and the repulsive force pushed him away into the distance.

He tried to rise, and with a thought, his body rose several feet.

He tried to descend, relaxed his mind, and his body slowly fell back to the ground.

Flying was much easier than he had imagined, like a baby learning to walk; once mastered, it was unforgettable.

Perhaps dragons are like this, capable of flying instinctively?

"If only I had learned to fly earlier," Zhu Ge thought to herself.

Back outside Mengzi City, he was toyed with by that third-realm giant python because he couldn't fly. If Tong Zhen hadn't intervened, he might not have been able to defeat it so easily.

But it's not too late now.

He's only at the second level now, but if a crisis comes, he can suddenly leap into the sky and fly away, which can be used as his trump card!

This magnetic and repulsive force even gave him a sense of great potential.

"I don't even know what this is supposed to be. Is it martial arts? Or Confucianism? It can't be the way of science, can it?"

Zhu Ge was also pondering in her heart.

Instead of rushing out, he fell from mid-air in his own realm and landed beside the irrigation ditch in the spirit rice field.

Looking at his face reflected in the clear spring water of the canal, he saw that it was no different from before.

But he knew that his body was no longer the same.

Beneath the skin, faint golden lines flowed, resembling the shape of dragon scales, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

That was the [Dragon Transformation] operating passively, without him needing to deliberately activate it.

Zhu Ge closed her eyes and went through the effects of [Fallen Scale] in her mind.

Accumulation – storing up the energy that is usually dissipated, and releasing it at critical moments.

It's like having an extra life. Dragon scale patterns appear on the dragon's body, enhancing its defense, speed, and adaptability in water.

Flying requires no divine sense, is not limited by realm, and allows free movement in the air.

The three effects were all surprising enough, and they were all concentrated in a single passively worn trait.

"It's time to go out." Zhu Ge held the pass talisman, and with a flash, disappeared into her own realm.

Zhu Ge returned to the carriage, where the True Lord of Extinction was sitting with his legs crossed, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, gazing out the window with a bored expression.

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He raised an eyebrow when he came out.

"Finished practicing?"

"I'm done practicing." Zhu Ge sat down, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"You seem to have...something more to it." The Annihilation True Monarch stared at him for a moment, then sneered, "Brother, you're awesome. What have you just realized this time?"

"I guess he's figured out how to be a slippery eel," Zhu Ge smiled.

The Annihilation True Lord paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Zhu Ge smiled and turned to look out the window.

Liu Jianjian rode her horse beside her, still humming that off-key tune.

Zhu Sisi leaned on her shoulder, turned over, and continued sleeping.

It didn't feel like we were rushing to Shengjing; it felt more like we were on a picnic.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from afar.

A figure flew down from above the trees on a sword at great speed, arriving in front of the carriage in the blink of an eye.

The newcomer was a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a blue Taoist robe with a long sword hanging at his waist, and with a hint of arrogance between his brows.

His aura was calm and steady, and his body was filled with spiritual energy, clearly indicating that he was a Nascent Soul cultivator at the third level of the Immortal Dao.

"I am Daoist Mufu Chongyue. I have come to seek your guidance after hearing that Master Zhuge has created a new path of Confucianism and Taoism!" The young man landed on the official road, clasped his hands in a salute, but Ziguang stared straight at the carriage.

Zhu Ge lifted the carriage curtain and stepped out: "The Immortal Path? But how can I learn from the Immortal Path? Do you wish to cultivate both Confucianism and Taoism?"

Daoist Chongyue smiled slightly, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Mr. Zhuge has misunderstood."

"Although I cultivate the path of immortality, I also yearn for the new paths of Confucianism, Taoism, and Taoism. However, since our paths are different, I dare not rashly seek your guidance."

"I have come here today to exchange skills with you, sir, and to make friends through martial arts. I have also heard of your martial arts achievements."

Zhu Ge nodded: "What's your ranking on the 'Imperial Ranking'?"

Daoist Chongyue smiled and said, "I am ashamed to say that I am ninety-six."

"Ninety-six?" Zhu Ge's face showed no contempt. "Alright, watch out—"

He was a guest, and especially since the person had openly volunteered for the mission, he had no reason to refuse.

He took the Purgatory Star Staff from Ma Zhu's back.

Daoist Chongyue also drew a long sword from his waist. The sword was long and narrow, with a faint blue light, and it was obviously not an ordinary sword: "Sir, please be careful as well."

As soon as Daoist Chongyue finished speaking, his figure flashed and transformed into a streak of azure light, shooting swiftly towards Zhuge.

His swordsmanship was different from the fierce and powerful style of the previous prodigies; instead, it carried a strange aura.

The sound of insects chirping could be faintly heard within the sword energy; when the sword tip trembled, it was as if countless tiny flying insects were buzzing.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Zhu Ge's eyes narrowed.

He activated the Incense Lighting Technique, sidestepped the first sword, and at the same time swept the Purgatory Star Staff horizontally, smashing towards the waist and ribs of the Insect Moon Daoist.

"bite"

Daoist Chongyue swung his sword backhand, and the sword and staff clashed, sparks flying everywhere.

Zhu Ge felt a peculiar vibration coming from the stick. It wasn't ordinary force, but a fine, high-frequency vibration that made his tiger's mouth feel slightly numb.

"Interesting." Instead of retreating, Zhu Ge advanced, spinning the Purgatory Star Staff in his hand, transforming it into a silver-red staff shadow that enveloped Daoist Chongyue.

Daoist Chongyue's movements were unpredictable, sometimes as nimble as a flying insect, sometimes as ruthless as a poisonous worm.

His swordsmanship was the same; a seemingly light and effortless strike actually concealed subtle sword energy, like countless insects gnawing at the blade.

Although Zhu Ge's staff technique was powerful and fierce, he was unable to gain the upper hand against this strange sword technique for a while.

"Could the swordsmanship of Daoist Chongyue be a combination of Gu Dao and sword Dao?" Zhu Ge thought to himself.

The vibration of that sword energy didn't seem to be pure immortal spiritual power, but rather mixed with the aura of some living being.

After several dozen rounds, Daoist Chongyue suddenly sheathed his sword and retreated, clasping his hands in a fist salute, saying, "Sir, your staff technique is indeed exquisite; I have learned much from it. However, it seems you haven't yet used the Confucian and Daoist New Paths?"

Zhu Ge smiled and said, "It's just a friendly exchange; there's no need to use your trump card."

Daoist Chongyue remained silent for a moment, then suddenly drew his sword again.

This time, he wasn't testing the waters; he was going all out.

A bright blue light shone from the longsword, the chirping of insects suddenly became sharp, and the sword energy transformed into a blue insect shadow, rushing towards Zhu Ge.

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