Prime Originator Chapter 409 - Fist Cannon

Chapter 409 - Fist Cannon

"There's another problem I need to address soon."

Leon began to frown in thought while his body was still glistening with sweat from his cultivation session.

"The first three stages of the [Black Turtle Heavenly Guard] technique required spirit, fire, lightning to temper my flesh subsequently. I was able to bypa.s.s these requirements by simply using pseudo-Grandmist Energy to cultivate."

However, there was a big problem if he wanted to continue cultivating the [Black Turtle Heavenly Guard] technique.

"From the fourth stage and beyond, the requirements become more stringent. Great pseudo-Grandmist Energy alone will no longer be sufficient to practice this [Black Turtle Heavenly Guard] technique."

Leon pondered.

"According to the [Black Turtle Heavenly Guard] technique, I will need the black turtle bloodline if I want to continue practicing the technique from the fourth stage onwards. There are seven stages to the [Black Turtle Heavenly Guard], and the fourth stage represents the start of the latter stages."

"In the legends, Black Turtles were bolstered for their body's ultimate defense. It is impossible for mortals, let alone humans, to achieve this level of defense with True Grandmist Energy alone. If I want to practice this technique to the zenith and achieve G.o.d-level defense like the Black Turtle G.o.d Beast, I will need its bloodline… but, where the h.e.l.l am I going to find myself some black turtle bloodline?"

This was a question he had no answers to. It was apparent that many of the G.o.d and devil heritage required their bloodline to practice.

"It is impossible for mortals to achieve G.o.dhood without the bloodline of the Divinities? Is this the real problem that plague Divine Kings from breaking through to a higher realm? Is Divine King the peak of mortals?"

Leon frowned.

After a moment, he shook his head.

"I don't the strength of the G.o.ds and devils to take my revenge on the Divine Kings and traitors that played a part in my father's death. I just need to be stronger than they are!"

With the G.o.dly cultivation methods in his grasp, it would not be an impossible dream for him to become an existence stronger than the Divine Kings of the Divine Realm.

Furthermore, he had yet to explore the entirety of Planet Gaia, let alone the entire starfield as recorded on the star map engraved into his memory.

The possibility of other heritages from the primordial era of G.o.ds and devils still exists. Perhaps the Black Turtle G.o.d Beast's carca.s.s was preserved and just lying hidden somewhere, waiting for him to find it!

"For now, I should return to the surface and check on Darlene." Leon decided.

Once his strength reaches the adequate level, he will travel the world and search for the ancient heritages belonging to the Black Turtle G.o.d Beast's bloodline and the bloodline of other G.o.d-level existences from the primordial era.

Leon stowed away the partially depleted supreme-grade spirit stone and dug his way back up to the surface. After reaching the surface, he used his earthen abilities to patch up the hole in the ground.

Shortly after, he shook his head when he noticed his new clothes drenched in sweat and slightly dirtied by the ground's soil.

'I should have taken them off before I started cultivating… Never mind, I'll just wash them and wear the other set I bought for now.' Leon inwardly decided.

"Hubby!"

Darlene's cry was suddenly heard. Shortly after, Leon felt a pair of soft mounds pressed against his back as Darlene leaped and clung onto his back like a cat.

After hearing some noise in the courtyard, she had gone out to check right away. She was surprised to see Leon climb out of a hole in the ground, but at the same time, she was overjoyed that nothing had happened to him.

It seems that it was a false alarm.

"What's wrong?"

Leon glanced over his shoulder with a smile before pinching her cheeks in teasing. Darlene pouted and said, "What were you doing underground? I thought something happened to you?"

As Darlene said this, she subconsciously glances towards the broken doors. Leon understood her meaning and laughed it off nonchalantly with a smile oozing with confidence, "What could happen to me?"

Darlene was slightly surprised.

She felt like her hubby had grown much stronger. Although nothing seemed to have changed, she was under this illusion that his body was faintly glowing with vigor.

Leon turned around and glanced down at Darlene's clothes before asking with a smile, "How's the dress?"

"I love it! It fits perfectly! Thanks, hubby!

Darlene smooched him on the cheeks. Leon smiled lightly at her words. Of course, it would fit perfectly. He specifically selected her clothes based on her dimensions.

Nevertheless, Leon felt that something was missing and asked, "Where's your Interspatial Pouch? You don't like to wear it on your body?"

"Ah? The Interspatial Pouch? Oh, right! I'll fetch it right now!"

Darlene pulled herself away from Leon before rus.h.i.+ng into the bedroom. She took out the Interspatial Pouch from the drawers. After she emptied out the contents into the drawer, she ran back to Leon and pa.s.sed him the Interspatial Pouch.

"Here you go!"

Leon accepted the pouch and glanced inside briefly before he looked back at Darlene and said, "What do you mean by this, my little wifey? Where did the stuff inside go?"

"Eh? I took it all out and put them in the drawers. Didn't you want the Interspatial Pouch back?" Darlene asked with a confused look, unsure by his questions.

Leon shook his head in a 'what am I going to do with you' manner with a smile and chuckled softly.

"No, of course not. That Tier 1 Interspatial Pouch is for you, silly. I have my own right here." Leon tapped Darlene on the head with the Tier 1 Interspatial Pouch before showing his own Tier 3 Interspatial Pouch strapped to the side of his waist.

Darlene was surprised and looked at Leon unbelievably. However, he did not seem to be joking. She accepted the Tier 1 Interspatial Pouch back and felt a bit overwhelmed by emotions.

"Why are you so good to me?"

"You are my woman. If I am not good to you, then who should I be good to?"

Leon shook his head and turned her around in the direction of the bedroom before patting her b.u.t.t off.

"Alright. Go and pack the stuff you took out back into the Interspatial Pouch. I'm going to practice for a bit, then I will start teaching you how to cultivate, okay?" He spoke.

"Mmm…"

Darlene nodded obediently before running off into the bedroom with a flushed look. Leon watched her leave before he took off his top and faced an empty wall.

His eyes glazed with seriousness before he started throwing a few practice punches to test his new strength.

Swoos.h.!.+ Swoos.h.!.+

The air blew wildly from his punches.

Each casual punch contained the shocking force of 50-thousand jins! He reached the level of Early-rank Great Warrior as a Rank 5 Body Tempering Realm Pract.i.tioner!

"Time to get a bit more serious." Leon softly muttered and cracked the stiff joints in his neck due to sitting still.

Boom!

He threw out another punch using Five Echoes Oscillating Fist, and the wind exploded. A fist mark formed purely from wind pressure imprinted itself on the wall.

Despite that, Leon was unsatisfied with the force of his punch as his brows furrowed slightly in question, "The fist strength does not match…"

He was only able to exert 150-thousand jin in that punch. Logically, he should have exerted 250-thousand jin at Five Echoes.

Now that his body's defensive strength has reached 500-thousand jin, he could easily execute Nine Echoes without mutilating his arm if he wanted to do.

"Let��s try again."

Boom!

A Six Echoes Oscillating Fist was thrown, and another fist formed from wind pressure imprinted itself on the wall. However, the force exerted was still 150-thousand jin.

After he tested Seven Echoes, all the way to Nine Echoes, the results did not change. It was still the force of 150-thousand jins.

"I understand now. 100-thousand jin is the limit of the Nine Echo Oscillating Fist. No wonder, it is only a foundational-level fist technique for Body Cultivators." Leon spoke to himself in realization.

He would have realized this fact sooner if he had tempered his flesh to the adequate level of withstanding Nine Echoes sooner.

Nevertheless, 150-thousand jin was not the limit of strength he can exert at his current level. He had not utilized all his abilities.

Boom!

Leon tossed out another fist with Divine Will Enhancement, causing the wind swirled and blew a hole straight through the wall like some air cannon.

"Huh?"

Leon was rather startled.

The fist's force reached 200-thousand jins, which was within his calculations, but blowing a hole in the wall was beyond his imagination.

"It seems I have unwittingly created a battle skill." Leon rubbed his head with pleasant surprise before his eyes narrowed into deeper thought, "However, this battle skill still has room for improvement."

200-thousand jin force is not a weak punch. It was equivalent to the attack of a Peak-rank Great Warrior. However, the force of the air cannon itself was only around 50-thousand jin.

There was a 150-thousand jin deficit in force. What can he do to improve this battle skill and channel the full 200-thousand jin force into his range attack?

Leon pondered.