Fury Towards The Burning Heaven Chapter 1440 - : Rhythmic Movement

Chapter 1440: Rhythmic Movement

“Hoo… chuu…”
Jiang Yi had not slept for a long time. As one progressed in one’s cultivation, martial artists basically did not need to sleep anymore. They only needed to go into seclusion and cultivate for a while to re-energize themselves and get rid of fatigue. However, sleeping allowed one’s soul spirit and physical body to be at its most relaxed; it was something seclusion could not replace. Hence, many formidable martial artists still chose to allocate time to sleep after a certain amount of time.
The problem was…
Where was this place? This was the Dao Heaven Mystic Realm. Everyone could only come here for free three times a year. Would anyone really come in here to sleep? Unless this person’s brain had some problems. Jiang Yi had seen many people in the Primitive Mystic Realm lying on the ground fast asleep. In actual fact, these people had not been sleeping but were just deep in seclusion, trying to get as close to nature as possible.
Hence, Jiang Yi’s snoring alarmed many of the others, even affecting some of their realizations. Divine senses after divine senses swept over. As they all detected that Jiang Yi’s soul spirit was in total rest, they were all speechless. Which clan did this good-for-nothing rascal come from to waste such a valuable opportunity? If he wanted to sleep, why didn’t he just go home and sleep; hugging a woman at that? Wouldn’t that be more comfortable?
Many people decided to shut their six senses and ignore Jiang Yi. Their time here was very precious, and they wanted to realize as much as they could.
“Uh…”
The Titled Battle Goddess ‘Qingchen’ standing on a tree was also awakened. Jiang Yi’s snoring had been too loud and had jolted her from seclusion.
Her eyes widened as her mesmerizing eyes were revealed. After she looked at Jiang Yi, her glance revealed a sliver of detestation. Her beautiful and dainty hand gestured as the yellow leaf in her hand flew by and landed on Jiang Yi’s lips. The leaf shone and actually fixated right on Jiang Yi’s lips. Jiang Yi’s snoring was then stopped.
Jiang Yi had really fallen into a deep sleep. He did not have any reaction whatsoever. Perhaps Qingchen Battle Goddess’ technique was so on-point that it did not affect Jiang Yi at all. Although Jiang Yi was no longer snoring, breathing from his nostrils grew slightly louder. This, however, was fortunately not as loud as the snoring previously.
Qingchen glanced at Jiang Yi for a while. Seeing that he was still fast asleep, she rolled her eyes and decided to ignore Jiang Yi. She plucked yet another yellow leaf from the tree and continued her realization, eyes closed.
Soon, the cloud layers in the sky started to move as rays of sunlight shot through the clouds and illuminated the entire valley, turning it golden-yellow. A light breeze also floated around the valley as the yellow leaves started to sway and make a soft noise. However, not one yellow leaf fell down; it was rather magical.
From afar, a stream of spring water started to flow from the cliffs as it coursed the mountain, into the valley, and finally flowed into the right small lake. This small lake seemed to have a hidden river underneath; the small lake’s water level was consistent, and it was very calm.
As time passed and as people were teleported in and out, many of those that entered were surprised to see Jiang Yi asleep. Could this be a new realization method? Or was this lad’s brain faulty?
Jiang Yi had been asleep for a long time. Perhaps it was because he kept on telling himself to relax. He actually slept for a quarter of a Higher-Domain day. Half a Higher-Domain day was fifty days in the Lower Domain; Jiang Yi had slept for at least twenty-five Lower-Domain days.
Dingdong, dingdong…
At this moment, the speed of the spring water flowing from the mountain suddenly became erratic. It was fast at times and slow at times. The spring water also became turbulent as waves formed. This, however, actually created a certain beat and rhythm to the sound of the spring water flowing!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As this sound rang out—besides two people, everyone else’s eyes opened; and they looked at the spring water immediately, their eyes brightly lit like stars. They could hear a sliver of a heavenly rhythm from the flow of the spring water clearly.
In reality…!
All the famed formidable martial artists in the Demon-Killing Pavilion knew that the most mystical part of the Dao Heaven Mystic Realm was actually the spring; many had come here for the spring water. As for what was so mysterious about the spring water, no one knew. They had only heard a Demon-Killing Pavilion King-Ranked formidable martial artist say before that there was a sliver of quintessence from this spring water.
At this moment—with the spring water suddenly behaving differently, it had naturally alarmed everyone. Everyone had a dreamy feeling that if they could realize the quintessence of this spring water, they would definitely be transformed beyond measure, their strength increasing in leaps and bounds.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Everyone instantly flew towards the spring water, sitting cross-legged near the rivulet quietly. They were listening to the beat of the spring water flowing, trying to get a grasp on the rhythmic movement within it.
Only two people had not moved. One was the guardian of the Dao Heaven Mystic Realm. He remained cross-legged near the small lake, not emitting any aura, as if dead. Another was Jiang Yi. It seemed as if Jiang Yi had made a fatal mistake this time. He was so soundly asleep that he did not even discover that the spring water was behaving differently. If he woke up and knew that he had missed such an opportunity, he would probably regret his entire life.
The Qingchen Battle Goddess in the distance looked over and was a little hesitant. She seemed to be deliberating if she should wake Jiang Yi up or not.
After all, this chance was so hard to come by. However, she quickly sat cross-legged and chose to ignore him. Everyone had their own lot in life. Since Jiang Yi had chosen to waste his destiny, why should she help him to grab hold of his fate? She couldn’t care less for wastrels like him.
Dingdong, ding… dingdong…
The spring water continued to flow: at times, fast; at times, slow. It was very rhythmic as if vaguely trying to play out a beautiful piece. An inexplicable heavenly rhythm was also beating in the hearts of the martial artists near the rivulet. Everyone could feel these rhythms. However, when they tried to hold onto this magical sensation, they could not no matter what.
Among the hundreds present, there were many top-notch geniuses!
They did not try to realize the heavenly rhythm resounding from the spring water but tried to remember the beat from the water movement and the rhythm from the sound of the water moving. This beat and rhythm were very special. Although no one knew yet what they were for, everyone believed that as long as they remembered it, it would definitely be extremely beneficial to their cultivation in the future.
However—
For some reason, when many people tried to memorize the beat and rhythmic movement; in the next instant, they forgot it completely. It seemed as if one could only listen to the rhythmic movement, beat, and tone of the spring water; it could not be memorized.
It seems as if this rhythmic movement is a quintessence by itself. Unfortunately, I do not have this fate to grasp it…
The Qingchen Battle Goddess realized for two hours and could only give up, helpless. The spring water’s speed had gradually returned to normal.
After the spring water went back to normal and the heavenly rhythm within her brain vanished, the Qingchen Battle Goddess opened her eyes and scanned around. All she saw were disappointed expressions. It seemed that within those two hours, not one person had managed to get hold of that rhythmic movement, that quintessence.
Swish!
The Qingchen Battle Goddess leaped and, once again, flew inside the same old tree as many others also returned to their original positions. They were all prepared to enter seclusion once again. The Qingchen Battle Goddess plucked yet another yellow leaf as she closed her eyes to continue to realize the heavenly rhythm coming from this yellow leaf and the huge tree.
“Hu-chi, hu-huchi…!”
She had not settled down when someone’s breathing rang out softly in her ears. This breathing was very familiar; it was Jiang Yi’s light snoring. It was evident he was still asleep.
However, the snoring this time seemed a little different?
Qingchen felt that there was something not right. After listening for a while, her eyes suddenly grew wide as she looked at Jiang Yi in disbelief. At the same time, many formidable martial artists also locked onto Jiang Yi, stunned one and all.
They had found out the same thing: Jiang Yi’s snoring actually had a beat to it. This beat was exactly the same as the flowing spring water just now!