harleyscars Chapter 330 1 wave of fat
Chapter 330 1 wave of fat
Chapter 330 A Big Gain
Second, risk control.
Whether Xuan Hui lives or dies will have a huge impact on the current situation.
If Xuan Hui also dies, the Vajra Temple will surely go mad. At that time, they will not only thoroughly investigate the scene, but may even invite experts who are good at divination.
The cultivation status of these three people from Qingfeng Ridge could potentially be predicted. In particular, Xuan Yin and Ning Bu'er, who lack the ability to guard against predictions, could not be completely foolproof even if Chen Yi took precautions himself.
His lightning spirit cultivation might be exposed.
After all, he had sold a considerable amount of Thunder Spirit Wine in exchange for resources at the Star Moon Merchant Guild. Anyone with a keen eye could easily trace the clues back to him.
Third, and most importantly, is the Zen-inspired relic.
Chen Yi's gaze turned fervent.
If he could obtain that Zen relic and devour and refine it, his subsequent divination ability would probably reach the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, or even touch the threshold of the quasi-fifth rank.
What does this ability mean in the Great Green Realm?
Aside from those few ancient monsters who have lived for countless years, he will stand at the pinnacle in the field of divination and prediction.
For ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to try and outmaneuver him through divination is utterly delusional. He could even turn the tables and use the secrets of heaven to manipulate those powerful figures at will.
By then, he would have much more room to maneuver with the Vajra Temple.
"No rush."
Chen Yi withdrew his gaze, suppressing the killing intent in his heart.
The forbearance we show now is for an even more devastating blow in the future.
Having figured all this out, Chen Yi didn't linger.
Its form blurred and completely dissipated into the air before turning and flying towards Qingfeng Ridge.
As for how Vajra Temple and Qingyun Cave will fight each other next, let them fight like dogs.
Will Jingang Temple provide compensation? What will be its subsequent stance on the three individuals from Qingfengling?
Chen Yi knew very well that reasoning with him was useless.
In the world of cultivation, there is no logic, only might. Only strength truly matters.
I must go into seclusion for the next period of time.
We should properly digest what we've learned and elevate our overall strength to a higher level.
Only in this way can we calmly face the possible upheavals that may follow.
Qingfeng Ridge.
A gentle breeze swept through the forest without disturbing a single leaf, and Chen Yi quietly returned to his cave.
The heavy stone door closed silently, isolating the outside world from all noise.
Chen Yi sat cross-legged on the futon, exhaled a long breath, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.
I'm in a good mood.
He took out a pot of spirit wine from his storage ring and poured himself a cup.
The wine was clear and cool, reflecting his calm face.
When he was forming his Nascent Soul, he had already killed two of the three enemies who had kicked him when he was down and almost ruined his path.
Lin Yunsheng died from the "Vajra Imprisoning Heaven Finger".
The black snake had already set off earlier.
That means two-thirds of the revenge has been taken.
Chen Yi downed the wine in his glass in one gulp. The spicy liquid rolled down his throat and into his stomach, turning into a warm current.
"Xuan Gang is still left."
Chen Yi put down his wine glass and tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table, making a crisp sound.
It is said that the guy was imprisoned in the back mountain of Jingang Temple for failing to perform his duties, and was not allowed to leave the temple for a hundred years.
Hiding in the stronghold of the Vajra Temple, killing him would indeed be very difficult.
We can't just storm the Vajra Temple and demand people back.
But Chen Yi wasn't in a hurry.
A hundred years is just a period of seclusion for a Nascent Soul cultivator.
As long as Xuan Gang is still in this world, and as long as he continues his cultivation, he will eventually emerge.
A cold glint flashed in Chen Yi's eyes.
What he has no shortage of is patience.
The room was dark and quiet, with only a sliver of light flickering in the palm of my hand.
Chen Yi sat cross-legged on a futon, toying with a dark, black jade bracelet in his hand.
The bracelet's surface was covered with intricate, restrictive patterns, subtly exuding a chilling aura of power.
These are Lin Yunsheng's belongings.
Just how wealthy is this old monster who has been in charge of the Law Enforcement Hall for over a hundred years?
As divine sense forcefully broke through the remaining restrictions, with a soft whooshing sound, a large swath of light instantly illuminated the previously dimly lit quiet room.
Even though Chen Yi was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but catch his breath slightly.
"What a fine elder of the Law Enforcement Hall."
Chen Yi casually grabbed a handful of scattered crystals, the rich spiritual energy almost turning into droplets that seeped into his skin.
There were no fewer than a hundred high-grade spirit stones piled up here.
As for mid-grade spirit stones, they were simply piled up like random boulders.
Not to mention the spiritual materials that are categorized and sealed in jade boxes.
The fourth-grade mid-level Xuan Yin Iron, the fourth-grade high-level Zi Jin Tong Mu, and even a few thousand-year-old spiritual herbs that had long since disappeared from this realm—
A rough estimate suggests that the value of these miscellaneous resources alone has already exceeded one million spirit stones.
This isn't cultivation; it's robbing half the sect's treasury.
Chen Yi's gaze swept over the mountain of treasures, finally settling on a pill bottle with a golden talisman attached.
With a flick of the fingertip, the talisman fluttered down.
The moment the stopper was opened, a strange fragrance instantly filled the entire quiet room.
The fragrance was not that of flowers and herbs, but rather a primal power that seemed to stir the restless nascent soul within the body.
A pill the size of a longan rolled into the palm of the hand. It was perfectly round, with cloud patterns flowing across its surface, as if it contained a small world within it.
"Miraculous Elixir".
Chen Yi's pupils contracted slightly.
This is a top-grade fourth-tier pill, specifically designed to help mid-stage fourth-tier cultivators break through the late-stage bottleneck.
In today's Great Green Immortal Cultivation World, although the Nascent Soul Pill is expensive, it can always be bought as long as one is willing to spend a lot of money.
However, this miraculous elixir is priceless and unavailable.
It not only requires the intervention of a fourth-grade high-level alchemy master, but also consumes countless fourth-grade high-level rare and precious materials, with an appallingly low success rate.
Lin Yunsheng, that old bastard, was stuck in the mid-Nascent Soul stage for many years. He spent a lot of money to get his hands on this pill, but unfortunately, it ended up benefiting him instead.
However, Chen Yi doesn't need it for the time being.
He turned and put the pill into his storage bracelet, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Then, he extracted a cloud-like object from the pile of debris.
This thing is icy cold to the touch, and its shape is unpredictable. It faintly exudes a high-level spatial fluctuation from within.
"The primordial aura of Qingyun Cave Heaven —"
Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, recognizing the origin of this object.
This is an extremely special magical artifact, perhaps a key to unlocking certain core restrictions of Qingyun Cave Heaven, or perhaps a life-saving trump card.
However, he did not practice the magic of the Qingyun lineage. This thing was a bit too hot to handle, and if he were to refine it rashly, he might be rejected.
"Keep it for now, it might come in handy later."
Chen Yi sealed it away and tossed it into a corner.
Just as he was about to withdraw his divine sense, Zi Guang suddenly paused in the most inconspicuous corner of the bracelet space.
There lay a dusty, unremarkable box, devoid of any spiritual light, like a stubborn rock found anywhere else.
But Chen Yi's senses were now extremely sharp, and he immediately noticed something was wrong.
The material of this box is so solid that even divine sense cannot penetrate it.
He reached out and the box fell into his palm.
There are no mechanisms involved; it opens with a gentle pull.
boom!
An extremely heavy aura swept over them, as if Chen Yi was holding not a box, but a majestic ancient divine mountain.
It was a small clump of yellowish-brown soil, with tiny specks of starlight twinkling on it. With each twinkle, the surrounding void seemed to collapse and recombine.
[Near-fifth-tier primordial spirit soil detected. Absorb?]
A cold, robotic system notification suddenly exploded in my mind.
Chen Yi's hand gripping the box tightened suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.
Quasi-fifth rank!
Primordial Spiritual Land!
He decisively chose "no" in his mind.
Are you kidding me? Devour? That's a complete waste.
What incredible luck did that old devil Lin Yunsheng have to get his hands on such a heaven-defying item?
This level of spiritual soil is a treasure that late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators who practice earth-based techniques can directly use to cleanse their mana and enhance the essence of the earth element.
Even if it is not used for cultivation, if it is placed in a spirit field, even a peerless spirit plant of the late fourth stage or even the near fifth stage can survive and grow under the nourishment of this spirit soil.
If this handful of soil were to fall into the hands of a high-level spiritual plant master, its value would even surpass that of Chen Yi's near-fifth-tier Vajra Yuan spine.
Chen Yi took a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions.
Although it's not needed right now, it's undoubtedly a top-tier resource.
Whether for future trading or for cultivating high-level spiritual plants, they are invaluable strategic resources.
After putting all the treasures back in their proper places, Chen Yi slowly closed his eyes.
"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts; the ancients were right."
[However, I don't need to grow through murder and evil cultivation. I have a system; as long as I survive steadily, I can slowly absorb resources to improve myself.]
Despite the great harvest, Chen Yi still reminded himself not to forget his roots.
I often walk by the river, so how can I not wet my shoes?
Legend has it that in ancient times in the Great Green Realm, there was a Nascent Soul cultivator who disguised himself as a Qi Refining cultivator and called himself "Fried Fish," and dealt with a Nascent Soul evil cultivator who specialized in robbing low-level cultivators.
We must still cultivate ourselves steadily.
Next, Chen Yi went into seclusion.
The stone door to the quiet room slammed shut, shutting out all the noise from the outside world.
Chen Yi did not rush to increase his magical power, but instead adjusted his state first.
Previously in the Black Mountain Secret Realm, his divine sense had broken through during that enlightenment, reaching the profound realm of the initial separation of Yin and Yang. However, his magical power cultivation remained stagnant. With a higher level of divine sense, Chen Yi's magical power would be easier to improve, and he believed that crossing the threshold of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm would not be too difficult.
At the same time, with that Vajra Ape spine, the long-stagnant Vajra Indestructible Skill finally had the opportunity to step into the next level.
And the fixed-space silver disc that Silver Horn lent out, with its intricate spatial patterns, is the best teaching tool for comprehending the Dao of Space.
Not to mention the "Soul Void Thunder Talisman" cultivation method obtained from the Thunder Soul inheritance, which is a broad path leading directly to high-level divine soul abilities.
Thoughts flashed through Chen Yi's mind as he planned his next cultivation path.
As for Ning Bu'er and Fairy Xuan Yin, after I emerge from seclusion, I will also need to arrange for them to enter the Thunder-Attracting Peak for closed-door cultivation.
But right now, the most important thing is that Zen relic.
This is the key to improving your divination skills.
As for whether Vajra Temple will come to demand it back?
A mocking smile appeared on Chen Yi's lips.
Xuan Yin seized it through his own abilities; there's no reason to return it.
Time passes silently, and sixty years have passed in the cave.
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the quiet room, Chen Yi's cross-legged figure seemed to have transformed into a stone sculpture, covered with a thin layer of dust.
Before him, the once lustrous white Zen relic had turned gray and dry, resembling a thousand-year-old, weathered bone.
Click.
A very soft, crisp sound broke the silence.
The relics completely disintegrated, turning into fine dust, which dissipated into nothingness with the faint airflow in the quiet room.
The last trace of Dao essence has been completely devoured and absorbed by the system.
Chen Yi suddenly opened his eyes.
In that instant, it was as if a golden lightning bolt flashed across the dimly lit, quiet room.
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Golden light swirled deep within his pupils, and the once familiar world instantly deconstructed in his eyes.
The ethereal energy in the air was no longer a blurry mass, but transformed into countless clearly visible threads, like red flames...
Blue water, green wind — the five elements flow, yin and yang intertwine.
Even the nodes of the restrictions on the walls of the meditation room, the strength of the flow of spiritual energy, and the hidden causal entanglements in this world were clearly reflected in his eyes.
With his penetrating spiritual eye, he finally had one foot in the door!
"I see----"
Chen Yi raised his hand, looking at the energy swirling around his fingertips, and murmured to himself.
"The energy of heaven and earth, the changes of cause and effect, yin and yang, the five elements, the origin of laws—so this is what it is all about."
This shift in perspective gave him a completely new and almost brutal understanding of the entire Great Qing world.
If he had been seeing things through a fog before, now he could see that the flower's roots and stem were withered.
The joy lasted only a moment before being replaced by a faint sense of heaviness.
Through his Insightful Eye, he saw the "flaw" in this world.
It's like a locked fish tank; no matter how strong the fish are, they can never grow into a giant whale that can devour the sky.
The late stage of the Nascent Soul realm is at the top of this fish tank.
Want to become a god?
It's as difficult as climbing to heaven.
Unless there is an extraordinary opportunity, this incomplete world cannot support a true Nascent Soul cultivator.
"It seems that once I reach the late Nascent Soul stage, I'll have to consider finding a way to escape this fishbowl."
Chen Yi sighed inwardly.
Perhaps we need to find a node leading to a higher-level world through some ancient secret realm.
As he was pondering, he suddenly raised an eyebrow.
Within the vision of the Void-Piercing Spirit Eye, several familiar energies were passing through the grand formation of Qingfeng Ridge and rushing towards this side.
The causal thread trembled slightly, carrying a hint of goodwill and inquiry.
Chen Yi concealed the golden light in his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
His lips moved slightly, transmitting his voice through the stone wall to Ning Bu'er, who was meditating next door.
"Bu Er, prepare some wine and dishes; we have an important guest coming to visit."
97
The next day, Qingfeng Ridge.
Three streaks of light descended before the mist-shrouded cave.
The leader, dressed in pristine white, was none other than Ji Wuchen.
Beside her stood the aloof Qiu Li and the fiery, silver-clad Yuan Lingling.
"Brother Chen, how have you been?"
Ji Wuchen laughed loudly, his voice carrying a hint of intimacy.
Chen Yi had already come out of the cave to greet them, his face beaming: "I am deeply sorry for not welcoming you properly, please come in."
The cave was filled with a fragrant aroma.
To entertain these three, Chen Yi specially cooked a feast of third-tier demon beasts.
The spirit wine was poured full, and as people toasted and exchanged drinks, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.
The conversation naturally turned to the trip to the hidden gems of Montenegro two years ago.
"Speaking of which, we owe a lot to Brother Chen this time."
Ji Wuchen raised his cup and said casually, "If Brother Chen hadn't restrained that Silver Horn, we probably wouldn't have been able to obtain this opportunity so easily."
On the surface, Chen Yi was just "playing along," and there was even a suspicion that he was just slacking off.
But Ji Wuchen knew in his heart that the silver horn was the biggest variable in the secret realm.
Not only did that fellow not attack the human cultivators, but he also mingled with Chen Yi, which made the other alien cultivators extremely wary and dare not make any rash moves.
This is why Ji Wuchen and the others were able to successfully obtain several great opportunities, including the Enlightenment Bodhi Tree.
"Brother Ji, you flatter me. I was just lucky to have some cooperation with that Silver Horn." Chen Yi waved his hand, looking humble.
The group chatted about some interesting things in the secret realm, and after a few rounds of drinks, Ji Wuchen put down his wine cup.
He gently stroked the rim of the glass with his fingers, and Zi Guang seemingly casually swept across Chen Yi's face before suddenly changing the subject.
"By the way, Brother Chen. During my two years of seclusion, a major event has occurred in the outside world."
Ji Wuchen leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice, "Master Xuanhui of the Vajra Temple ambushed and killed Elder Lin Yunsheng of the Qingyun Cave Heaven. You know about this, right?"
After he finished speaking, his gaze was fixed on Chen Yi's face, not missing any subtle changes in expression.
Lin Yunsheng's death was too suspicious.
After gathering intelligence from all sides, Ji Wuchen deduced the situation countless times and still felt that, given Xuan Hui's severely injured state at the time, it was impossible for him to kill Lin Yunsheng, who was wielding a powerful treasure.
Unless, a third party intervenes.
"Clatter".
Chen Yi's hand, which had just raised the wine glass, suddenly trembled, and a few drops of crystal-clear wine spilled onto the table.
His pupils dilated instantly, his face filled with shock and astonishment.
"What?! Lin Yun is dead?!"
The voice carried three parts fear and seven parts disbelief, as if it had heard something utterly unbelievable.
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