The heartwarming, emotionally charged atmosphere in Bai Lianxin's main hall, where Su Chan had just declared his unwavering resolve to strive for cultivation, was abruptly shattered by a crisp, urgent, mechanical notification that chimed, unheard and unseen by anyone but him, deep within the silent sanctuary of his sea of consciousness.
[Ding! Detected Host's emotional state, amplified by profound external validation and internal resolve, has achieved a critical resonance with the foundational energies of the Chaos Divine Body!
The Chaos Divine Body is now on the verge of complete fusion with the Host!
Warning: This advanced fusion process will induce a temporary but profound state of unconsciousness and will require a significant, immediate influx of ambient spiritual energy. Please find a secure and appropriate location for this process immediately! Delay could be detrimental!]
Su Chan startled visibly, his eyes widening as the system's urgent warning registered. A profound state of unconsciousness? A massive demand for spiritual energy? Here? Now? His mind raced. There was no time to find a secluded cultivation cave, no opportunity for a subtle retreat. The fusion was imminent, unstoppable.
He made a split-second decision. Trust.
"Master!" Su Chan exclaimed, his voice cutting through the lingering warmth of their earlier exchange, now laced with a genuine, palpable urgency that immediately seized everyone's attention. He pressed a hand to his chest, his brow furrowing as if warding off a sudden, overwhelming internal force. "Something… something is wrong! I think… I feel some kind of powerful awakening surging within me!"
The joyous, supportive expressions on the faces of Bai Lianxin and his martial sisters instantly morphed into ones of deep, immediate concern. Before another word could be spoken, Bai Lianxin, with the terrifying, almost instantaneous speed befitting her Saint King cultivation, was a silent blur of snow-white robes. In less than the span of a heartbeat, she was directly in front of Su Chan, her usually cool, jade-like hand gently but firmly gripping his wrist. A torrent of incredibly pure, potent spiritual energy, as vast and profound as a silent, glacial ocean, flowed from her palm into Su Chan's meridians, assessing his condition with meticulous, almost microscopic precision.
Her usually serene eyes, as clear and deep as winter pools reflecting a starlit sky, widened almost imperceptibly. Then, a spark of utter astonishment, quickly followed by an immense, almost disbelieving joy, ignited within their depths. "Su Chan!" she breathed, her voice laced with an emotion he had never heard from her before – pure, unadulterated, almost reverent elation. "This… this is not something wrong! This is a miracle! You… you truly possess a special physique! A truly extraordinary one, far beyond what this master initially perceived! And it appears to be undergoing a full, profound awakening right now!"
Although Bai Lianxin, through the secret window of Su Chan's diary, already knew he possessed the Chaos Divine Body – a Primordial Grade physique gifted to him by his mysterious system – the sheer, almost cataclysmic potency of the awakening energy now surging through him, the primordial, almost overwhelming nature of it, was far beyond what she could have anticipated merely from reading a system notification in a mental diary. Witnessing it firsthand, feeling its raw, untamed, world-altering power through her direct spiritual connection, was an entirely different, awe-inspiring experience. It evoked a genuine, profound shock at its sheer scale, and an even deeper, almost fierce joy for her disciple's incredible, heaven-sent fortune.
Fang Xin, Ning Youxi, and Lin Ruo'er gasped in unison, their faces reflecting a complex mixture of initial shock at Su Chan's sudden distress, confusion at their master's words, and then a dawning, electrifying excitement as the implications began to sink in. They, too, had read Su Chan's diary. They knew about the Chaos Divine Body.
"His special physique… the Chaos Divine Body… it's awakening now?" Lin Ruo'er chirped, her eyes wide as saucers, a thrill of excitement chasing away her initial concern.
"Master, is it truly the full awakening?" Fang Xin asked, her voice filled with a hopeful anticipation for her junior brother, her cool composure visibly cracking under the weight of this momentous event.
Ning Youxi simply stared at Su Chan, her heart pounding a wild tattoo against her ribs. A whirlwind of emotions swirled within her – deep concern for his current state as his body trembled slightly, a profound awe at the dawning realization of what was happening, and that strange, persistent warmth she felt towards him intensifying into an almost painful throb.
"Disciple," Bai Lianxin said, her voice now firm and decisive, though the undercurrent of joyous excitement was still palpably present, "this is a sign of its complete awakening! This is a heaven-sent opportunity, a blessing upon you and upon our Fairy Peak! Do not resist it. Immediately relax your mind, clear your thoughts, and sit in a meditative cultivation state. Right here, in this hall. Master will personally stand guard and create a protective field. No harm shall befall you under my watch! Embrace this transformation!"
Su Chan, already feeling the chaotic, primordial energies within him surging like a wild, untamed cosmic river threatening to burst its banks and reshape his very being, nodded gratefully, his face pale but his eyes resolute. He trusted his master implicitly. Without a second thought, he sank into a cross-legged meditative posture on the polished moonwood floor of the main hall, closing his eyes and attempting to guide the tumultuous, almost sentient power now coursing through his meridians.
Just as he settled into his meditation, another series of crisp notifications flashed urgently in his mind.
Ding! Chaos Divine Body's complete initial fusion will trigger a 'Chaos Vision' – a Heaven and Earth phenomenon reflecting the profound nature of the physique!
Ding! Do you wish to suppress this vision? (Note: Suppressing a natural awakening vision of this magnitude may have minor, unpredictable side effects on the fusion's initial perfection and integration.)
Su Chan's mind raced, weighing the options with lightning speed. Suppress it? The thought was instinctively tempting, a desire to avoid the inevitable, perhaps overwhelming, attention such a vision would draw. But the system's pointed note about potential side effects… and another, far more audacious, far more strategic thought began to take root and blossom.
A vision? If this Chaos Divine Body is truly as extraordinary, as Primordial Grade as the system claims, its awakening vision will surely be immense, a phenomenon that could shake the entire Tianshang Holy Land, perhaps even ripple beyond its borders. He recalled how some legendary figures in the grand tapestry of the novel had announced their momentous rise, their unique destinies, with similar heaven-sent, awe-inspiring phenomena. If this vision appears, everyone in this Holy Land, from the newest Outer Disciple to the most ancient Hidden Ancestor, will know that an extraordinary, perhaps unprecedented, talent has emerged on my Fairy Peak. It will undoubtedly draw intense attention, yes, but also… a profound, undeniable respect. It will provide me with a legitimate, irrefutable foundation for my future, inevitably rapid progress. No longer will I be seen as the stagnant Qi Refining disciple. This… this could grant me a certain invaluable status, a protective aura of perceived destiny, even unlock unforeseen opportunities in the future.
A cold, calculating glint, unseen by anyone in the hall, flashed behind his closed eyelids. This was a gamble, a significant one, but the potential rewards were equally, if not more, monumental.
"No, System," he thought with unshakeable, decisive resolve. "Do not suppress the vision. Let it manifest. Let the world bear witness."
Having made his choice, Su Chan focused his entire will, his very essence, on embracing the chaotic, primordial energies now rampaging through his body like a newborn universe. He did not fight them; he guided them, surrendered to them, allowing the profound, transformative fusion to take its natural, and as it would turn out, utterly spectacular course.
And then, as if in direct response to his silent command, the Heavens themselves began to move.
High above the serene, mist-shrouded peaks of the Tianshang Holy Land, the clear azure sky, moments before a tranquil, sun-drenched canvas of peaceful brilliance, began to churn with an impossible, breathtaking violence. Vast, swirling clouds, not of mundane water vapor, but composed of pure, unadulterated primordial energy, started to coalesce from the very fabric of nothingness. These clouds were not black, nor white, nor any shade known to the mortal palette. They were a terrifying, beautiful, almost psychedelic amalgamation of every conceivable color, and hues that no mortal eye had ever before witnessed or could ever hope to describe – incandescent, searing gold, abyssal, soul-devouring violet, vibrant, life-affirming blood crimson, deep, ancient emerald green, shimmering, stardust-laden silver, all swirling and intermingling in a majestic, chaotic, cosmic dance.
A deep, resonant hum, a sound that seemed to originate from the very genesis of the universe, from the first breath of creation, began to fill the air. It vibrated through the ancient mountains, resonated within the sacred sect buildings, and thrummed through the very souls of every living being within a thousand-mile radius. From the smallest spirit insect nestled in the ancient trees to the most reclusive elder deep in cultivation, none were spared its profound, soul-shaking touch.
The spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth, usually flowing in calm, predictable currents throughout the Holy Land's blessed territory, was thrown into an unprecedented, violent frenzy. It surged like a dam had burst, it roared with the voice of a thousand storms, it converged with an almost desperate, prayerful intensity towards a single, unmistakable focal point – the sky directly above Fairy Peak.
Within the chaotic, impossibly vibrant, multicolored clouds, phantoms of unimaginable grandeur began to appear. Vague, colossal silhouettes of mythical beasts from the forgotten dawn of time – dragons of cosmic scale coiling around nascent, forming stars; phoenixes of pure, unquenchable flame bathing in seas of primordial fire; noble Qilins treading upon swirling nebulae; monstrous Kun Pengs whose wingspans seemed to bridge entire galaxies. Ancient, indecipherable runes, each one larger than the tallest mountain peak, flickered in and out of existence within the roiling chaos, radiating an aura of profound, almost crushing, incomprehensible Dao. The very laws of the world, the fundamental principles that governed reality, seemed to warp, bend, and momentarily rewrite themselves around this celestial, awe-inspiring spectacle. A pressure, immense, ancient, and utterly overwhelming, descended upon the Tianshang Holy Land, making the very air thick, heavy, and difficult for many to breathe.
This was the Chaos Vision. A phenomenon of heaven and earth that spoke of the birth, or profound awakening, of a physique so rare, so intrinsically powerful, that it stood at the very pinnacle of creation itself, a direct manifestation of the primordial Dao.
Across the sprawling grounds of the Outer Sect, disciples in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building realms were struck with a primal, bone-chilling fear. The sheer, unadulterated pressure made their legs tremble uncontrollably, their nascent spiritual energy freezing solid within their meridians. They looked up at the terrifying, yet undeniably beautiful, maelstrom consuming the sky with wide, frightened eyes, their minds unable to comprehend whether it heralded a divine blessing or an impending, apocalyptic disaster. Those with slightly higher cultivation, in the Golden Core or Nascent Soul realms, watched with a complex mixture of profound awe and deep-seated trepidation, whispering amongst themselves about legendary treasures or mythical physiques.
Within the secluded peaks and hidden cultivation grottos of the Inner Sect and beyond, Sect Elders – powerful individuals in Soul Transformation, Void Refining, or even Dao Integration – were jolted from their meditative states. Their eyes snapped open, their powerful spiritual senses instantly extending towards the heavens, drawn by the irresistible call of the unfolding phenomenon. Concern mixed with a barely suppressed, almost wild excitement gripped them; such a talent was a monumental blessing, but also a potential beacon for unwanted attention.
Atop Sword Peak, Liu Cang materialized, his innate sword intent thrumming, his gaze fixed on the roiling sky. "Such primordial aura… mythical," he murmured, his eyes then darting towards Fairy Peak. He was not alone. Shen Qingyu of Ice Lotus Peak, her frosty facade cracked with astonishment, knew this was Su Chan's Chaos Divine Body, its awakening far grander than the diary had implied. Yu Xinyue of Alchemy Peak appeared, wonder and concern for Su Chan on her gentle face. Hua Yueli of Illusory Peak materialized with a delighted shimmer, thrilled by the sheer spectacle of "Little Brother Su Chan's" system-gifted physique. The other male Peak Masters, not privy to the diary, manifested with expressions of stunned disbelief, their minds racing. "Fairy Peak?" one questioned, "Bai Lianxin's peak? Who…?" Without hesitation, these powerful figures transformed into dazzling streaks of light, tearing through the sky, converging on Fairy Peak with incredible speed.
As these Peak Leaders began to arrive in the airspace near Fairy Peak, their attention was abruptly drawn upwards. Deep within the most sacred, forbidden ancestral grounds of the Tianshang Holy Land, unimaginably powerful consciousnesses, ancient beings who had slumbered for centuries, even millennia, had stirred. The Chaos Vision's profound disturbance had breached their deep meditative states.
"Hahahaha! After all these silent millennia! Such a heaven-defying phenomenon!" a booming, ancient laughter echoed, shaking the very mountains.
"The Primordial Chaos… the legendary Chaos Physique?" another ancient voice whispered in reverent awe.
One by one, ethereal figures, their forms indistinct and wreathed in the mists of time yet radiating an aura that made even the assembled Peak Leaders feel a shiver of profound, instinctive reverence, began to materialize in the sky above Fairy Peak. These were the Hidden Ancestors.
Immediately, Liu Cang, Shen Qingyu, and all the other assembled Peak Leaders, regardless of their internal thoughts or prior knowledge, ceased their approach. Their expressions turned solemn, and with deep, unified respect, they turned towards these newly appeared ancient beings and performed a formal, ninety-degree bow.
"Disciples pay respects to the Honored Ancestors!" their voices, though individually powerful, resonated with a clear note of profound deference.
The Ancestors, their ancient eyes fixed on the celestial vision and the point above Bai Lianxin's hall, gave infinitesimally slight nods of acknowledgment, their focus absolute.
Just then, the very air seemed to shimmer with an even greater, more profound majesty. A figure of unparalleled grace and an aura that spoke of supreme authority materialized slightly apart from, yet clearly at the forefront of, the gathered experts. It was Lan Xianyi, the Holy Lord of Tianshang. Her eyes, holding the wisdom of galaxies, surveyed the Chaos Vision, then glanced towards Fairy Peak, a beautiful, almost knowing, deeply enigmatic smile gracing her lips.
"So, the fusion is complete, and he courageously chose not to suppress its natural manifestation," she mused silently. "A bold, decisive move, Su Chan. You truly intend to rewrite your predetermined destiny not with a whisper, but with a thunderous, world-altering roar."
Upon Lan Xianyi's arrival, all the Peak Leaders, who had just straightened from their bows to the Ancestors, immediately turned towards her. Without hesitation, they performed another deep, equally respectful bow, their voices resonating with even greater unity.
"Disciples pay respects to the Holy Lord!"
Even the ancient, ethereal Hidden Ancestors inclined their heads slightly in a clear gesture of acknowledgment and respect for the current reigning Holy Lord, her position commanding deference even from them.
Lan Xianyi offered a gentle, regal nod in return, her gaze then lifting back to the magnificent, terrifying Chaos Vision still raging in the heavens, before drifting down towards the main hall of Fairy Peak where Bai Lianxin stood solitary guard, her expression unreadable from this distance. She knew, with an absolute, unshakeable certainty, what this breathtaking vision signified. The Tianshang Holy Land, and perhaps the entire Tiaxu Continent beyond its borders, was about to bear witness to the momentous rise of an unprecedented, perhaps even prophesied, existence.
The sky above Fairy Peak had become the undeniable focal point of the entire Tianshang Holy Land, its chaotic, beautiful, terrifying light a beacon that was likely drawing the covetous, curious, or fearful attention of ancient entities and hidden powers residing far beyond the sect's established borders. And at the very heart of this cosmic, heaven-and-earth-shaking uproar, within Bai Lianxin's now heavily guarded main hall, Su Chan sat, blissfully oblivious to the celestial pandemonium he had unwittingly caused, his entire being, his very soul, consumed by the overwhelming, profoundly transformative, and gloriously agonizing power of the Chaos Divine Body's complete fusion.