NOVEL NEXT Chapter 25: Frog at the Bottom Of the Well
He knew that Wang Heng's rise was now unstoppable. With his terrifying primordial spirit talent, the legendary Supreme Soul Seed, and the Primordial Spirit Sword Art—one of the three supreme sword techniques—who among the young prodigies of this era can contend with Wang Heng?
Not even the descendants of an Immortal King could, for the gap between them was clear to the naked eye.
"I'm waiting for the day when you, Wang Heng, overwhelm the prodigies of the ancient realm, look down upon the sons of the Immortal Domain's Celestial Kings, and sweep through the young of foreign emperor clans." Sun Yang muttered to himself, confident that the Wang Family's brilliance would reach new heights with Wang Heng's emergence, shining brightly in the future ancient realm.
Not only will the first battle focus on Wang Heng's place of seclusion, but the other True Immortal beings of the Wang Family are also paying close attention.
Though the fame of a Celestial King's family relies heavily on the Immortal King within, the pillars and new blood of the clan are equally critical indicators of the family's strength.
Therefore, nurturing young beings is the top priority for a Celestial King's family, as they bring vitality and secure the family's renowned status.
To the common folk, Immortal Kings are an enigmatic and shadowy realm, with little being known about them. Rarely do Immortal Kings engage in fatal duels, making it difficult for the world to determine who is stronger. The only criteria for judgment are the disputes and victories among their descendants.
Should Wang Heng prove powerful, the world will regard the Wang Family's Immortal King, and the Wang Family as a whole, with newfound respect. Conversely, if Wang Heng appears weak, the family's reputation will suffer a great blow.
Thus, the Wang Family's True Immortals are highly concerned about Wang Heng's situation. He is the only direct descendant of an Immortal King among this generation's young prodigies of the ancient realm, and his status is immeasurable. Discussions and predictions about his strength have long been the talk of the world.
It can be said that he bore the weight of great expectations, seen as a future leader of the younger generation in the ancient realm.
Now, with Wang Heng having completed his path cultivation, whether his power can fulfill the world's expectations truly draws widespread attention.
In the secret chamber, under the guidance of Wang Mian, Wang Heng, having achieved cultivation, did not rush to emerge but quietly consolidated his gains.
This included the foundational mastery of the Primordial Spirit Sword Technique, the elevated might of the Ancient Immortal Glyphs, the unmatched soul seed integrated with his flesh and blood, becoming part of Wang Heng's very being.
This closed-door cultivation yielded immense results, not just in these aspects but also in the substantial accumulation and potential outbreak of his spiritual cultivation.
Ten years of laying the foundation, all for a sudden rise, soaring straight into the vast sky.
Before Wang Heng descended into this body, the Immortal King of the Wang Family had built a foundation for his own child over a full decade, only for him to embark on the strongest path in the future.
Now, on this astounding foundation, Wang Heng successfully planted the supreme soul seed, stepping into the path cultivation realm. His spiritual power erupted like a long-dormant volcano, ferociously erupting, ceaseless and unending, only stopping when he was nearly ready to surpass the path cultivation realm.
If Wang Heng desired, he could directly rely on his profound foundation to breakthrough the path cultivation realm in one fell swoop and reach the next stage.
However, he did not do this, because he believed that each realm had its own unique scenery, requiring a grounded approach, slowly accumulating and witnessing progress. A rapid increase in cultivation could lead to a shaky foundation, leaving behind flaws.
Therefore, Wang Heng rationally called a halt to his wildly growing cultivation.
At this moment, the Supreme Soul Seed, now integrated with the flesh in his dantian, had undergone a transformative change compared to before.
Its feedback assisted Wang Heng in achieving a metamorphosis of his primordial spirit, and Wang Heng also tapped into the endless potential within his flesh to help it germinate and break through the hard seed coat.
A pitch-black seed grew within his flesh, its surface below cracked, emitting a rich black light.
This was the purest power of the divine soul and the rules of the great dao, continuously flowing through the meridians into the purple mansion, cleansing Wang Heng’s primordial spirit.
When this scene truly unfolded, it marked Wang Heng’s transcendence beyond the realm of seed dao, advancing to the next stage.
After a session of cultivation, Wang Heng felt that both his primordial spirit and physical body were saturated. To break through further, he would need to transcend the seed dao realm.
Thus, he paused, letting out a gentle breath.
“Congratulations to you, Young Master, on your mastery of divine skills. At the same level, you are unparalleled in the world.”
Wang Mian, standing by, immediately offered his felicitations. From his expression, it was evident that this was not mere flattery, but the True Immortal's heartfelt opinion.
Wang Heng, although feeling a sense of self-assuredness, remained very humble, shaking his head. He understood the limitations of the Dao Seed Technique; blindly believing oneself to be invincible is the most foolish act.
“You overpraise me, senior. There is always someone better, and a higher heaven beyond what we see.”
Wang Mian chuckled softly.
“Young Master, you are too modest. To reach the peak of this realm with a single Dao Seed, and be so close to letting it take root and grow, yet still maintain a solid cultivation with no trace of arrogance, is something very few can achieve even in the ancient realm.
If we talk about combat prowess, none of the Immortal King's descendants who have stepped into the seeding stage are your match. If not invincible, then what?”
Still, Wang Heng shook his head.
“Though the ancient realm is vast, it is essentially like a dried-up well. To claim supremacy here is like the frog at the bottom of a well believing the sky is only as big as it sees, unaware of the boundless skies and the vastness of the universe.”
Wang Mian nodded thoughtfully after hearing this.
"Indeed, beyond the ancient realm, there are not only celestial domains and foreign territories but also innumerable worlds, and lands so supreme that only immortals can tread upon them—vast and boundless."
"Young Master's analogy of a frog in a well is quite vivid and apt." Wang Heng smiled but said no more.
"Young Master, your accomplishment in cultivating the Dao is truly worth celebrating. Wang Mian believes we should announce it far and wide, inviting all powerful figures to join the celebration.
This is actually a tradition in the ancient realm, although it is reserved for prodigies of immortal king lineage or descendants of top-tier immortal kings."
"Is there really such a need? It's just the mere act of seeding the Dao, not ascending to immortality or proving oneself as an immortal king." Wang Heng disliked making a grand spectacle of the matter and naturally declined.
Moreover, the Wang family is currently embroiled in a significant yet invisible crisis. Hosting such an ostentatious event at this time is far from a wise choice.
In Wang Heng's view, developing quietly and profiting discreetly is the right path. Of course, given his status and position, it is difficult to avoid attention altogether, but Wang Heng still strives to remain as low-key as possible.
This section is complete.
(End of Chapter)
