Chapter 345
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Chapter 345: Assistance from the Celestial Beings
Not long after, the entire Hidden Spirit Sect learned that the technique they practiced was also called the Origin of the Path.
With such an extravagant name, the low-key Hidden Spirit Sect Disciple quickly changed the name of his technique to the Origin of the Path.
In the Sutra Pavilion, Jian Wujie held a jade slip and was examining it.
“I suddenly don’t want to practice the inherited technique anymore,” Jian Wujie said after reading the latest version of the Five Elements Technique.
“This technique created by the Grand Elder is truly profound, covering a vast range; no matter the type of supernatural ability, it can be paired with the Five Elements Technique,” Jian Wujie exhaled deeply.
The technique he inherited from Cang Jian Gate was one that could lead directly to becoming a true immortal, called the "Cang Lan Sword Technique."
According to what he recently learned at the Hidden Spirit Sect, it had high output, decent speed, but lacked everything else.
“Maybe you should change your technique; I told you before that you seemed a bit disdainful. Now do you see the benefits of the pentagonal technique?” Han Feiyu joked from the side.
The technique Jian Wujie practiced was indeed powerful, but since coming to the Hidden Spirit Sect, its flaws had gradually become apparent.
He once challenged Shadow Spike to a duel in the Escape World and was toyed with for a long time, causing his mindset to explode, ultimately leading him to be defeated by Shadow Spike.
From that moment on, Jian Wujie understood a truth: being fierce in battle and having strong attack power did not directly correlate to victory.
Similarly, when Han Feiyu faced Shadow Spike in a duel, he managed to draw with him.
Gazing at the jade slip in his hand, Jian Wujie fell into deep thought.
In front of the Hidden Spirit Sect’s treasury, Qian Bing came to collect supplies for an external mission.
“Ten Nascent Soul Stage puppets, one hundred Golden Core Stage underwater combat puppets, Water Protection Pearls, Sea-Settling Pearls, and spiritual energy bracelets.”
As Qian Bing checked the list, he collected the items.
“The color of this spiritual energy bracelet has changed,” Qian Bing said, looking at the azure bracelet in his hand.
“This was recently invented by the sect. The spiritual energy contained in this bracelet fully matches the spiritual energy you refine afterward and can be absorbed directly without needing further refinement,” Grape explained.
“Is it really that amazing?” Qian Bing remarked, initially thinking the previous spiritual energy bracelet was already impressive since it just needed slight refinement to convert it to his own spiritual energy.
Qian Bing took the spiritual energy bracelet and gently absorbed its energy, which directly penetrated into his Golden Core.
“Wow, this is incredible!” Qian Bing exclaimed.
“What happens when the bracelet runs out of energy?” Qian Bing asked next.
“As long as you are within the sect, you can replenish it anytime under the coverage of the precious artifact satellite; if you leave the sect’s range, you can use spirit stones to refill it.”
“Haha, nice! I won’t have to worry about running out of spiritual energy anymore,” Qian Bing said happily.
At that moment, in the battle royale game, Jian Wujie wore a peculiar expression.
“What’s wrong?” Han Feiyu asked.
“I feel like this battle royale game has become more real,” Jian Wujie said, realizing he could sense the nine Spiritual Swords sealed within him.
Nine shadowy swords appeared behind Jian Wujie.
“The top nine spiritual swords, Wujie, you’ll never lack spiritual swords from now on,” Han Feiyu said enviously.
“Do you want me to give you three spiritual swords?” Jian Wujie said with a smile.
“Forget it, I wouldn’t want to take things out of your body just to get them back into mine.”
“A bit unaccustomed,” Han Feiyu shook his head and said.
At that moment, the two exchanged a knowing glance and instantly attacked in the same direction.
Shadow Spike’s figure appeared, noticing the large hole in his chest, and then he transformed into spiritual light and vanished from the battle royale world.
Before leaving, Shadow Spike’s eyes conveyed one message: he would need to charge more next time.
“Haha, we finally got rid of that guy,” Jian Wujie laughed, revealing that their earlier conversation had been a ploy to lure Shadow Spike closer.
An hour later, the two emerged from the illusion room, their faces grim.
“We’re still too weak,” Jian Wujie said with a hint of frustration.
“I didn’t expect spells to be so powerful,” Han Feiyu sighed.
As they approached the final circle, they encountered a disciple ranked in the top one hundred for fighting strength, who completely overwhelmed them with his elemental mastery techniques.
“Let’s go find Senior Brother Ling Tai,” Jian Wujie suggested.
“Alright.”
Meanwhile, Xu Fan stood by the spiritual liquid lake, watching the six Dragon Eggs interact peacefully while the Transformation God-level giant turtle rested at the lakebed.
“I wonder when you’ll hatch,” Xu Fan said, observing the Dragon Eggs as their spiritual energy grew stronger.
As Xu Fan spoke, the six Dragon Eggs arranged themselves in a straight line.
“In a year?” Xu Fan asked hopefully.
All six Dragon Eggs shook their heads.
“In ten years?” Xu Fan’s expression shifted slightly.
They shook their heads again.
“In a hundred years?” Xu Fan decided he’d cut off their spiritual energy if they kept shaking their heads.
This time, all six Dragon Eggs nodded.
“Alright,” Xu Fan said, feeling a twinge of disappointment; a hundred years was neither too long nor too short.
At that moment, Xu Fan suddenly felt a significant surge in the Merit and Fortune accumulating around him.
Closing his eyes, Xu Fan calculated for a moment.
“Celestial assistance, interesting; this suggests the presence of great talent aiding me,” Xu Fan said with a smile.
Meanwhile, on Nine Phoenix Island, a young scholar-like Transformation God cultivator was strolling through a mortal city.
The young scholar’s wise gaze took in the grandeur of the city before him, nodding in approval as admiration filled his eyes.
“The common people of the upper realm live such happy lives.”
“Harmony between heaven and earth; this region is evolving toward the immortal court of the upper kingdom.”
“The ruler of this area must be a person of great talent,” the young scholar remarked.
In that small world, he had once been a successful candidate in the imperial examination, determined to serve his country and bring about its rise. However, along the way, he discovered a cultivation technique and received an inheritance that led him to pursue the path to immortality.
Yet, he always held onto the dream of assisting a monarch in governing the world.
At that moment, the young scholar entered a puppet bus station.
“In fifteen minutes, the puppet bus to the royal city will depart. Those with tickets, please board quickly,” the control driver shouted.
“How much silver to the royal city?” the young scholar asked curiously, a glimmer of interest in his eyes. Could ordinary people also use such celestial means?
“10 coins, which is one tael of silver,” the driver replied.
“Shall we board?”
“Let’s go,” the young scholar said, handing a tael of silver to the driver.
At the same time, Feng Chang Ning was observing the young scholar’s actions on the light curtain.
“Sister, he has potential,” Little Spirit said, perched on Feng Chang Ning’s shoulder.
“Right, let’s go meet him,” Feng Chang Ning replied.
The royal city was the largest mortal city on Nine Phoenix Island, with a permanent population of over three million.
Outside the station, the young scholar stepped out and looked around curiously at the surrounding buildings.
“Sir, what do you think of our Nine Phoenix Island?”
