Chapter 47: The Big Dipper's Rebirth

  While the opponent was sizing him up, Guo Ming didn't relax in the slightest, instead his whole body tensed up. This wasn't an ordinary battle; once he made a move, he had to make the opponent wary of him, so he would have to put all his cards on the table.

  After careful consideration of his own gains and losses, Dongfang He still believed that he couldn't take action. His eyes glanced over at Shui Zhongming who was lying on the ground, and he coldly laughed: "What you said is right, I do have a way to save Zhongming. But I just won't save him, what can you do about it? Meng Yao will hate me, but she'll also add you to that list. If you hadn't appeared, everything would be going down the ideal path. I won't get Meng Yao's forgiveness, and neither will you."

  Guo Ming's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Shui Mengyao. Shui Mengyao's eyes were frantic, with a mixture of sadness and desperation, her future uncertain now that her father was gone. Guo Ming didn't see any accusation in Shui Mengyao's eyes, but he did catch a glimpse of something from the way she slightly avoided his gaze.

  Alas, Guo Ming let out a light sigh. After all, he was an outsider, and although the two had revealed their intentions to each other, they were still far from being inseparable in life and death. Let alone talk about love at first sight - those things only existed in legends. In reality, it took long-term companionship and mutual understanding to truly achieve a deep connection. Guo Ming was no exception. If things really reached an irretrievable point, would he risk his own life to help without hesitation? The answer was no. Human nature was inherently selfish, and cultivators were even more so. Their foundation for cultivation was to seize the creation of heaven and earth, and all living things had their own limitations. Birth, aging, illness, and death were the norms, but cultivators broke through these taboos in pursuit of immortality. As their powers deepened, they would eventually ascend to become immortals. At that point, they would have transcended the realm of mortals, and their view on life could be said to be indifferent, no different from ants.

  It can be said that cultivators are more selfish than anyone else. It's easy to understand why people think this way, ordinary people live for only a hundred years at most, they know their lifespan clearly, but cultivators are different, their lifespan is endless, and they often take an attitude of "letting things go" for the sake of one thing, not many people have life-and-death grudges. But ordinary people are different, they get emotional easily, no big deal if they die, after eighteen years they'll be a good man again, what's there to fear?

  Guo Ming crouched down, silently taking the body of Shui Zhongming from Shui Mengyao's hands. He said softly, "Don't worry, I have a characteristic - I will never leave any trouble for others. It was so in the past and it is still so today."

  As soon as his voice fell, Guo Ming's thin body suddenly burst out with infinite momentum, not only shocking Shui Mengyao to one side, but also the young masters of the Dongfang family around him.

  The distant starry sky, the seven stars of Tianxu, Tianyuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang, which had been silent for billions of years, suddenly each shed a ray of stardust, drifting down from the distant starry sky. The seven-colored ribbons converged into one strand, traversing time and space to descend upon Linze County City. This was Guo Mingxue's lifesaving technique, Beidou Xuming, from the ancient Daoist scripture. This technique is divided into three layers: the first layer can reverse the fate of a mortally wounded person; the second layer can truly increase a person's lifespan with the help of the seven stars' infinite star power; as for the third layer, it can change the course of destiny, transforming the world in an instant. Guo Ming did not dare to hope that he could cultivate up to the third layer. Without a doubt, if he could reach the third layer, he would be able to rival the ancient immortals, but was this possible? The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is becoming increasingly scarce, and his own cultivation of the highest Daoist technique is still progressing slowly. If not for the ancient Daoist scripture, which allowed him to absorb purple qi, his progress would be even more dismal.

  He himself has already grasped the first layer, saving an ordinary mortal would not waste much energy. In fact, if it weren't for the shattered five organs and six viscera of Ming in the water, his own true yuan's wonder could have brought him back to life. However, to be on the safe side, Guo Ming still used the Beidou Revival Divine Technique.

  Although the star power is small, this is also a method of the immortal family. The people of the Eastern World suddenly felt that the speed of the true energy in their bodies had increased several times. What's going on? Everyone was shocked and lost color, this feeling is like encountering a peerless spiritual medicine, everyone looked at each other, and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. At this moment, a sharp cyan light appeared in Guo Ming's hand, and everyone looked at the hazy spoon in Guo Ming's hand, which was entirely condensed from star power. They felt grandeur and majesty. The source of the increased true energy is it.

  This was their first intuition, and everyone stared at the Star Power in Guo Ming's hand. They didn't understand what it was, but they knew that thing would definitely help increase their own true energy. Dongfang He couldn't maintain his calm state anymore, a greedy look flashed across his face.

  In a certain place in Kyoto, an old man wearing a Ba Gua Dao robe suddenly opened his piercing eyes. Those were the kind of eyes that seemed to see through all worldly affairs, profound and deep like the Milky Way, yet impossible to fathom. He counted on his fingers for a moment, muttering to himself: "Could it be him? I didn't expect this! It seems I underestimated him earlier. To have cultivated the North Dipper Revival, he's no ordinary cultivator. Looks like I need to put some pressure on the Golden Concubine." He stood up straight and gazed at the sky, where the power of the Seven Stars was converging. What he was concerned about wasn't just Guo Ming's divine abilities, but also his magical decisions. The North Dipper Revival was a divine ability of the ancient greats, requiring an extremely powerful spiritual decision to activate it. Now, he had to reevaluate Guo Ming; this young man had too many mysteries surrounding him. Perhaps before, he could have laughed it off, but now that his own plan was nearing its end, he wouldn't allow any unstable factors to appear. Guo Ming alone wasn't enough to worry about; no matter how talented he was, he couldn't compare to himself. What he feared was the person behind Guo Ming - what other old geezer was still alive and had evaded his detection? He thought for a moment, his fingers ceaselessly calculating, before finally letting out a long sigh: "I hope it's not my arch-nemesis... I've prepared for this day for too long. If someone dares to ruin my plan, even if I have to exhaust the Three Realms, I'll crush him into dust."

  He paced back and forth, and Guo Ming's figure flashed through his mind again. Why couldn't he calculate this person's past and present lives? It was a bit strange, as if some old guy was secretly manipulating him. But that was also impossible, right? Was it worth obscuring the heavenly machine for a small character like him?

  Guo Ming carefully controlled it, and gently patted it into the body of Ming. This was his first attempt, and he didn't expect to succeed, but in an instant, a faint blue light emanated from Ming's body, as if he were in a starry river.