Overriding the Heaven

A thousand hands, and an enormous golem which was simultaneously unleashing divine abilities.    

If there was one, His Highness Chu would definitely have the guts to carry it, raise it in front of Emperor Taiqing and ask, "Are you afraid?"    

Even if the Emperor Taiqing had a Violet Palace Stage that was higher than the celestial mood stage, he would still be absolutely afraid.    

This was because even though Violet Palace Stage was known as One Thought Rebirth, it arose with all sorts of methods.    

However, since ancient times, no one had ever heard of a Violet Palace Stage being able to grasp over ten thousand divine abilities.    

Under normal circumstances, being able to master dozens of them could already be considered not bad.    

After all, there was a saying in the mundane world that applied to cultivators as well, and that was: one cannot bite off more than one can chew.    

If this was the case, then a puppet that could simultaneously release 1000 types of supernatural power would simply be a monstrous existence.    

But now, that puppet had actually been smashed apart with a single slap from a prodigal son.    

Bastard, you're so — powerful!    

In fact, that was what Chu Yan was thinking right now.    

He didn't feel any pain for the puppet, but rather sighed with emotion. The person in his body was truly powerful.    

It was as if they were existences that were beyond his knowledge.    

Who knew what their fates would be.    

But after sighing for a while, Chu Yan returned to normal.    

Because no matter how strong you were in the past, you still covet my fresh body and want to see my expression?    

"How much do you know about puppets?" After calming himself down, Chu Yan asked again, "For example, in terms of theory, since you're making a move now, it might be inconvenient."    

"I... "I don't understand …"    

Upon hearing this answer, His Highness Chu shut his mouth.    

"Me too... "No need..."    

"Who is with me … In front of him... Waving that … Something... I'll... "Break it directly …"    

"Don't …" "I don't believe it …"    

"I will …" Divine Powers... None of them are very... "Expert..."    

"But... Powerful divine abilities … of... They all died … "My hands …"    

"I'll tell you." At this time, Chu Yan opened his mouth and interrupted the man's words.    

"Mm …" You want to say... "What …"    

"I feel like your body seemed to have recovered quite a bit after last time's Spirit Severing Road."    

"How did you …" "What I saw …"    

"You're not stuttering like before when you speak." Chu Yan said.    

"…"    

Chu Yan remembered that a long time ago, when he was communicating with this person, it was unknown whether it was because this person had just woken up or because he was too weak, that he spoke word for word.    

It sounded very strenuous.    

Later on, with the gradual recovery of his strength, this person spoke with one word, 'leaping out'.    

Later, when it spoke, it would occasionally say three words in unison.    

And today, this person even had a sentence formed of four words.    

After hearing Chu Yan's analysis, the person behind the Gates of Hell fell into silence. No one knew what he was thinking.    

Chu Yan did not care about his attitude anymore and continued to speak: "I'm thinking, when you speak without stuttering, it means that you have more or less recovered and are planning to fight with me for my body."    

Chu Yan did not plan to receive a response from the other party.    

After all, this problem was rather sensitive.    

But after a moment of silence, he spoke.    

"Are you not afraid … Even if I... Recovered... He was doing it on purpose … This way... Speak... "    

"That's why I need to hurry up and kill you." His Highness Chu smiled brilliantly.    

"You're happy … "That's good …"    

"Alright, let's not talk about it for now. Since you don't know much about puppets, I'll think of my own ways. In a short period of time, aside from advancing, this's the only one that can raise my strength."    

Using the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, he returned to the Heaven's Edge Sect. This time, Chu Yan did not immediately return to his courtyard, but instead went to the main hall of the Heaven's Edge Sect, which was in charge of preparing the lessons.    

This hall was exceptionally wide, and there were many large jade walls inside.    

On the jade wall, it was densely packed with the contents of all kinds of classes, the identity of the lecturer, the time spent teaching, as well as the Merit Point s that were needed.    

Because they were arranged in an extremely orderly manner, Chu Yan didn't spend too much time searching for the information he needed.    

But unfortunately, when he looked at the content of the lessons, although it contained a lot of information on puppets, Chu Yan still felt that it did not really help him much.    

In the end, after Chu Yan had gone through a round of screening, he only managed to choose two doors that could enlighten him.    

The instructor of one of them was the High Scholar of the Heaven's Edge Sect.    

Since he was teaching under a master, there would be a lot of Merit Point that he would need.    

A single lesson required thirty Merit Point.    

Chu Yan only had ten Merit Point s now, so he definitely could not attend this class.    

In another course, the instructor was also a cultivator with Earth Origin Stage.    

In terms of realm, he was naturally inferior to the master of the celestial mood stage.    

However, the Merit Point that was needed for this course of study was currently affordable for Chu Yan. Furthermore, it just happened to be affordable: ten Merit Point.    

Other than this, Chu Yan also noticed that the instructors for this course had started similar courses a total of ten times.    

This number was something worth pondering over.    

Because Chu Yan had understood beforehand. Although disciples of the Heaven's Edge Sect could hang up their tags to teach, if no one came to listen to classes of the same type, then once they did, they were not allowed to be cancelled within a year.    

During this time, you can also start other classes, which has no effect, but the same type of classes, not allowed to be listed multiple times.    

As for the classes that were listed, only when a certain number of disciples participated and the teaching ended, could it be cancelled.    

If he wanted to teach again, he would have to put up a new name.    

Chu Yan remembered that the number of disciples participating was at least five.    

In other words, this was something that required ten Merit Point s to learn. To be able to hang up ten times in the past year meant that after each time, at least five people would listen to this person's lecture.    

From this, it was not possible to infer that this person had spoken very well.    

However, at the very least, based on this number, this lecturer should not be so deceitful.    

And more importantly, the content of this course was indeed a problem that Chu Yan needed to solve urgently.    

Seeing these two lessons, Chu Yan couldn't help but think in his heart: "Unfortunately, I don't have thirty Merit Point now, so I can only ask for a refund."    

Just as he was thinking about that, a laughing voice came out: "Chu Yan?"    

This voice sounded familiar.    

When Chu Yan turned around, he was wondering who was calling him.    

At the same time, a familiar melodious female voice rang out: "Brother Chu."    

Turning around to take a closer look, Chu Yan saw Kong Xian and Yun Nichang standing not far away, greeting him with a smile.    

Obviously, the person who called Chu Yan earlier was Kong Xian.    

The one who called him Big Brother Chu came from Yun Nichang.