Legend of the Mythological Genes

Chapter 210: Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

Seawater slapped onto the shores endlessly. It felt extremely cold and Feng Lin opened his eyes to find himself lying amidst the seawater, drifting with the waves.

When he opened his eyes, he appeared very lost.

(What on earth happened?)

(Wasn’t I fighting against those Japanese earlier and hit by that demonic Amaterasu black flames? What happened after that? Why do I suddenly appear here?)

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A large gap appeared in his memories, and he couldn’t understand what was going on.

Suddenly, he felt a heavy weight in his hand. He lowered his head and discovered to his astonishment that he was holding tightly onto a cudgel, not releasing it.

This cudgel was completely black and there were words written on it, “Assume one’s ideal form based on one’s intentions”!

(Isn’t this the Divine Pillar of Japan?)

(Why did it become so small?)

...

Feng Lin was taken by surprise. Suddenly, he felt an intense headache, and countless pieces of memory flashed before his eyes.

He saw the scene where he had suddenly woken up and committed a massacre. That powerful ability was definitely not something that the current him possessed!

It felt as if... as if...

As if he had changed into a different person!

(This Ol’ Sun?)

The words said by this unfamiliar version of himself made Feng Lin’s hair stood on their ends.

(Could it be that Sun Wukong had borrowed my body and came back to life?)

(Or has there always been a monkey living in my heart?)

(Could it be ready to snatch my body at any moment?)

...

Feng Lin found these thoughts hard to accept. Although the path he was taking was that of Sun Wukong’s mythological path, he was himself and he didn’t wish to become anyone else.

So what if that monkey’s reputation soared through the three realms, laughing arrogantly at the gods and demons?

No matter how impressive the monkey was, it wasn’t him!

(No, that wasn’t right!)

After experiencing the initial panic, Feng Lin gradually calmed down. He wasn’t an ordinary person after all.

Characters from the myths and legends coming back to life through their corresponding mythological genes was something that had never happened in Interstellar human’s cultivation history over a course of 3,000 years. It didn’t fit in with the mythological genes theory!

Those ancient characters from the myths and legends had long since disappeared in the river of time. Other than their mythological genes, they had left nothing behind.

(If they could come back to life, they would have done it a long time ago. Why would they need to wait until now?)

(This unique phenomenon has never occurred on other people. It was something I haven’t heard of before. But why did it appear on me?)

Feng Lin was baffled. He started to wonder what was the difference between himself and other people.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat. Could all of these be related to the paragon god mythological path?

The more Feng Lin thought about it, the more he felt that this was possible.

The paragon gods and devils had existed in the Ancient Civilization Era and had reached an insurmountable height that ordinary people would find hard to reach. Their existence itself possessed supernatural characteristics, memories, will, thoughts... Everything would merge into one and be passed down through the mythological genes.

At a later time, successors of the paragon gods and devils would awaken their fated mythological genes and receive the inheritance from the memories of the paragon gods and devils, inheriting their wills.

It seemed that Sun Wukong’s will was far too powerful and ended up disrupting him!

Recalling the vicious aura that had filled up his heart to the extent that he didn’t even care about the entire world, Feng Lin entered deep in thought.

Was it the Great Sage Will?

What took him by surprise was the fact that the Great Sage Will was already so strong when he had only awakened the Stone Monkey Gene. If he were to continue on this path, would Sun Wukong’s memories and will keep on awakening and gradually influence him?

When he reached the endpoint of this mythological path, would he become another Sun Wukong?

If that were to be the case, wouldn’t Sun Wukong have revived on his body in a way?

Feng Lin knew his limitations. He was only a mortal. Would he really be able to win a fight against Sun Wukong’s will?

The probability was close to zero!

Although Sun Wukong’s mythological path allowed him to take on an extraordinary path, the day would come when he would need to walk out from the limitations of this path.

The prospects of the paragon god mythological path might be great, but one might not necessarily have to reach the endpoint to become the ancient god or devil themselves. They only needed to tap on the cultivating experience to perfect themselves, eventually walking on their own paths.

At the thought of this, Feng Lin’s mind cleared up and there was no more murkiness.

A cultivating seed planted deeply in his heart, waiting for the right opportunity to root and germinate!

Feng Lin gripped the cudgel silently and thought.

Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel!

He naturally knew what the actual name of this treasure was.

This was a mystical treasure that was controlled via spirit force. The stronger one’s spirit, the greater the prowess one could release with this cudgel.

If one’s spirit was measureless, the Divine Metal Cudgel would transform accordingly, possessing endless profoundness. This was why it got its name, the Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel.

However, if a person wished to refine this treasure, their spirit force would have to be extremely powerful as well. Feng Lin would never have been able to do this previously.

However, by a stroke of luck, the Great Sage Will awakened on Feng Lin and his spirit force erupted, resonating with this Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel. This was why just a beckoning call ‘Cudgel, come’ with a powerful will had allowed him to refine it and get the cudgel to come to him.

Feng Lin discovered that the effect of this Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel was similar to the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. They were both passed down from the ancient relics.

This Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel definitely had a close connection with the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, thus resonating with the Great Sage Will and recognized him as its owner.

In the end, Feng Lin still got the better end of the stick, thanks to the Great Sage Will.

As for what the actual truth was, Feng Lin couldn’t figure it out even after thinking about it for a very long time. He would have to put the probing off for later.

Feng Lin grabbed onto the Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel and with a thought, it shrunk rapidly in his palm, turning into the size of a sewing needle.

He was about to put it in his ears when he stopped himself unhappily. He wasn’t a monkey!

Feng Lin changed the Measureless Divine Metal Cudgel once again, shrinking it and curving it into a ring, and putting it onto his index finger, fitting next to the flying shuttle ring.

Feng Lin opened up the collapsible space, and The Flowerfruit Mountain once again appeared on the sea. Feng Lin entered it and controlled the flying shuttle, causing it to disappear from the sea in the blink of an eye.

He left with great ease, not knowing that great chaos had broken out on Earth.

For some reason, Japan had suddenly criticized Huaxia, claiming that a powerful cultivator by the surname of Sun had stolen the Divine Pillar of Japan, causing their entire country to continue to slide toward the Mariana Trench. The Japanese were in imminent danger of death, and the entire country was in a state of panic. They demanded Huaxia to quickly hand over the cultivator with the surname Sun and to return the Divine Pillar of Japan.

Huaxia was well-versed in the arts of Taichi and refused to admit that they were to be blamed for this. Both parties kept on passing the buck, neither of them lowering their heads. The most crucial thing was that Japan didn’t get their hands on any evidence. A mythological secret realm had been completely destroyed, yet they hadn’t caught a single person.

The big countries on Earth kept on passing the buck on this matter, and the cultivator by the surname Sun had become very famous. Countless people were trying to guess who on earth he was.

To think that he could let Japan suffer such a great disadvantage!

Despite being the perpetrator behind this, Feng Lin didn’t give any shit. He headed to Earth’s second biggest marine trench, the Tonga Trench, and continued to cultivate, avoiding the disturbances of all miscellaneous things.

In the blink of an eye, over 20 days passed by!

Feng Lin opened his eyes within the Tonga Trench that had a depth of 15,000 meters. His mental energies were reserved and qualitative changes were occurring in his body.

His new attributes were as follows:

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Name: Feng Lin

Vitality: 218

Primeval Gene: Stone Monkey Gene: 10; Spirit Gene: 10

Basic Genes: Monkey Gene:10; Stonebirth Gene: 10; Adrenaline Gene: 1; Mental Gene: 9; Psychokinesis Gene: 6; Spirituality Gene: 8

Genetic Potential: 2988%

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After cultivating for so many days, after his vitality attained a breakthrough past 200, increasing from 208 to 218, there hadn’t been many changes.

His Stone Monkey Gene and Spirit Gene had both been maxed out, but why had he been unable to fuse them to the Spiritual Stone Monkey Gene?

Feng Lin was puzzled by this as well and had thought about it for a very long time before he finally found the answer from Sun Wukong’s myths and legends.

As his cultivation realm got increasingly higher, the conditions for the mythological genes to evolve also became increasingly harsh. He needed to meet the necessary conditions.

The Spiritual Stone Monkey had absorbed millennials worth of essence from the sun and the moon, becoming an immortal fetus before it barged out from the stone. It was born with a powerful aptitude.

If Feng Lin wished to awaken the Spiritual Stone Monkey Gene, he would have to see through the crucial parts, and the gene evolution would go through some kind of qualitative change.

The records of the myths and legends were concise and to the point. Knowing them might not necessarily mean that you understood them. One would still need to comprehend the intrinsic qualities.

It was a pity that one month was far too short. The second round of the trials was going to start soon. There wasn’t enough time for him to ponder.

He didn’t have many regrets. His vitality had reached 218, and he was no weaker than ordinary elite cultivators.

He was bent on getting through the second round of the trials.

One needed to advance steadily and progressively to have a breakthrough. There was no need to rush.

Seeing that the day of registration was nearing, Feng Lin kept the space shuttle into the collapsible space and rose into the sky, heading to Huaxia via Cloudsoar.

The current Feng Lin was no longer the old one from before. His abilities had risen tremendously, and his flying speed was extremely fast. He was no longer moving at a slow speed as if he was crawling but was cutting across the sky with lightning speed.

The cloud under his feet swirled in the sky as if it were a Somersault Cloud that could traverse a great distance with a single somersault. It left behind a long trail in the sky which didn’t dissipate even after a very long time had passed.