Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 113 Zixiao Palace

Suppressing his breath and condensing his spirit, Jiang Chen concentrated his attention on the Sea of Consciousness within himself. Indeed, he saw a dazzling golden light, exceedingly brilliant, entwining itself around his divine spirit.

Strangely enough, although the golden light was dazzling, Jiang Chen didn’t find it dazzling at all. On the contrary, he found it extraordinarily soothing.

Looking at it, his entire spirit calmed down and he became extremely composed. It felt as though the golden light possessed the power to soothe hearts.

This is Merit, a treasure of the Prehistoric World.

Likewise, it is also the best amulet in the Three Realms. As long as one has enough Merit, even saints would not dare harm them.

Sensing the power emanating from this Merit, Jiang Chen calculated to himself. He realized that if he could refine this Merit, he would directly reach the realm of a fully accomplished Golden Immortal, also known as the Heavenly Human 9th Level realm.

As it stood, he was only at the Heavenly Human 5th Level. He was still four levels away from the Heavenly Human 9th Level. If he were to rely on his own cultivation, he would need at least several hundred years of hard work.

A single dose of Merit, once refined, would elevate his cultivation by four levels, saving him centuries of hardship.

This temptation was immense, but Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and ultimately rejected it. He could not rely on Merit to increase his cultivation.

Boosting one’s cultivation using Merit indeed had no side effects. However, the cultivation gained in this way would be empty of real strength and the weakest among cultivators of the same level.

How could Jiang Chen, who had always been invincible at his level, accept this result?

Therefore, he refused to boost his cultivation using Merit.

Of course, this also had to do with the scant amount of Merit Jiang Chen had.

If he had enough Merit to raise him to the level of a Buddha or even the higher level of a saint in one fell swoop, would he refuse then?

He’d definitely go for it faster than anyone else.

Who would continue to diligently cultivate if they could instantly reach the level of a saint? Wouldn’t that be foolish?

If circumstances permitted, who wouldn’t want to win easy victories?

But the problem was that circumstances didn’t allow it. Forced by life’s circumstances, Jiang Chen could only continue to cultivate diligently.

Alas!

Cultivation is not easy. Jiang Chen sighed.

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Still annoyed by the scant Merit, Jiang Chen did not think highly of it.

With a thought, Jiang Chen produced some Dharma Power intending to expel the golden light of Merit from his body. But at that moment, an ancient scripture suddenly echoed in his heart, stopping him in his tracks.

This ancient scripture, known as the Merit Sutra, was specifically about explaining Merit. It came from the Xihuang tradition and was recited by Hongjun Daizu.

Now, as Jiang Chen wanted to utilize the power of Merit within his body, he unintentionally resonated with the scripture, awakening it. The text spontaneously surfaced in his heart.

As the Dao Sound reverberated, Jiang Chen’s thoughts drifted further and further away. In a daze, he felt as if he had arrived at a mysterious palace.

The space within the palace was very large, almost infinitely vast. Even a single piller inside was millions of feet tall and was filled with various mysterious symbols, emanating astonishing vibrations.

Undoubtedly, this palace was an extraordinary treasure. If Jiang Chen could glimpse even a small part of its mysteries, he would surely benefit greatly.

Unfortunately, ever since he arrived at this palace, it was as if a thin gauze had covered his sight, preventing him from seeing all but the vague outlines.

However, from the limited information he had, Jiang Chen could confirm that this palace was not intended for mortals, nor was it intended for immortals and gods.

It was too large. Judging by the size of the palace, the creatures moving in and out had bodies at least a million feet tall.

Even with all Jiang Chen’s power to perform the Transformation of Heaven and Earth, he could only reach a few thousand feet, a far cry from the size of a million-foot body.

Therefore, the creatures moving in and out of this place could not be immortals or gods.

The gods and immortals didn’t have this kind of strength.

It’s true that in this world, being larger doesn’t always mean being stronger. But when one is so large, it’s hard not to be strong.

Zixiao Palace!

Suddenly, a name popped into Jiang Chen’s mind.

With all his might, he could only imagine that only the legendary Innate Divine Demons could possess such a gigantic body.

This was not Dharma or Divine Ability, but the bodies of the Innate Divine Demons were just that big. The so-called Divine Abilities like the Transformation of Heaven and Earth were modeled after the bodies of Innate Divine Demons.

The gods and immortals of today looked like ants before these massive creatures.

And the only place in this world where Innate Divine Demons could gather in large numbers was Zixiao Palace. Jiang Chen could not imagine any other place.

Is this Zixiao Palace?

After understanding this, Jiang Chen was very excited. If the Prehistoric World had a Holy Land, it would be Zixiao Palace aside from Mount Buzhou in the past.

In this world, more than seventy percent of the experts had emerged from Zixiao Palace.

Can it be considered anything less than a Holy Land?

Calling it the cradle of the strong would not be an exaggeration.

Jiang Chen was excited. Arriving at the cradle of the strong, wasn’t this a demonstration of his potential to become strong?

"Merit, the foundation of Heaven and Earth, the essence of Xuan Huang...."

Suddenly, a vague Dao Sound resonated, attracting Jiang Chen’s attention.

The content of the sound was the Merit Sutra, someone was reciting it. But there was clearly no one in this palace, so where was the sound coming from?

But at this moment, Jiang Chen didn’t have time to ponder over this. He was concentrating on listening to the Dao Sound, to the voice explaining the Merit Sutra, slowly entering the state of understanding the Dao.

Meanwhile, in Jiang Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, an unprecedented radiance rose from the Dao Mirror, and a mysterious power permeated out, blessing his body.

In an instant, the Dao Sound inside the Palace became clearer and more profound. Simultaneously, the Dao Mirror did its utmost to record down the sound.

This was a scene of the Dao ancestor teaching the Dao in the past, recreated before him. The cause of all this was the Xihuang inheritance deep within Jiang Chen’s Sea of Consciousness.

It had been said before that the Xihuang inheritance recorded the images when Hongjun Daizu taught the Dao three times. The current situation was a sign that such inheritance had been triggered.

However, there was one point where Jiang Chen misunderstood. Xihuang did record when Daozu taught Dao, but he didn’t record images; he recorded sound.

The power of Xihuang was limited, and he wasn’t able to record all the scenes when Hongjun Daizu taught the Dao. So, he opted for the next best thing and only recorded the sound.

After all, the most important part of Daizu’s teachings was his voice. Therefore, after arriving at Zixiao Palace, Jiang Chen only heard the voice and saw no one.

Yet, even recording sound was not perfect for Xihuang. There were many places where the Dao Sound was very vague and unclear.

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