Chapter 183: You Really Like to Help People

Chapter 183: You Really Like to Help People

"Hmm."

Dragon Island, at its highest peak.

Chen Qiu sat cross-legged atop the peak, practicing his cultivation techniques and exhaling a breath of turbid energy. With Ao Tian's support, he had only just reached the Fifth Level Nascent Soul Stage.

However, the foundational materials for a Twelfth Rank Soul Transformation Realm were already prepared.

Whether it was Spirit Stones or those Celestial Materials, he had them all.

He had never even heard of these Celestial Materials, especially the ones used to forge Divine Transformation Treasures, which sounded incredibly valuable. If he had to collect them one by one, even setting aside the question of having enough Spirit Stones, the time it would take would be immense.

This time, he had truly been of great help.

With just one more Celestial Fortune, he could smoothly synthesize a Unique Heaven's Pride Fate, and then by acquiring a suitable Soul Transformation Domain Totem, he would have everything he needed.

Ao Tian had already left Dragon Island.

At this moment, only Fatty Dragon and a few others remained on the island. Ao Tian had gone to the Xuantian Continent to meet with other races like the Demon Clan and the Magic Clan, to see if there were any suitable Soul Transformation Domain Totems for Spellcasters.

He asked Chen Qiu to stay on the island and focus on secluded cultivation.

He also gave Ao Tian the information from the disciple tokens of the Mock Heaven Sect, allowing Ao Tian to sense their Qi and Divine Sense, and bring all the remaining disciples in Quzhou back to the island.

As expected, before the "Heavenly Strife" version arrived, Chen Qiu would remain on Dragon Island to cultivate. First, he would strive to break through to the Peak Nascent Soul Stage as quickly as possible, and then push further towards the Soul Transformation Stage.

He would also create his own Twelfth Rank Soul Transformation Realm.

The day he entered the Soul Transformation Stage would be the day of his invincibility!

Just as he had proven his invincibility at the Twelfth Rank Nascent Soul Stage, the day he formed his Nascent Soul would be the time of his peak power. Cultivation level only determined the lower limit of one's combat strength.

Even a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator, no matter how weak or inexperienced in combat, would still possess formidable Spirit Energy due to their cultivation level.

This was the lower limit of combat strength determined by cultivation level.

However, the upper limit of combat strength depended on many factors, such as Spirit Treasures, spells, and Entry Groups. Among these, the rank of the Nascent Soul Stage was also of paramount importance.

For spells, it was difficult to create a significant gap in combat strength.

After all, with your cultivation level, you couldn't possibly cultivate overly powerful spells. Both you and others might have reached the Great Perfection Stage, but there wasn't much difference; they were all Heaven's Pride. Who didn't have a Enlightenment Stone at home?

But—

For something like the rank of the Nascent Soul Stage, once a gap was created, the upper limit of combat strength would increase boundlessly.

This was why Chen Qiu, upon reaching the Fifth Level Nascent Soul Stage, could suppress and beat a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator. The impact of the Soul Transformation Realm rank on the upper limit of combat strength was far more significant than that of the Nascent Soul Stage.

A Twelfth Rank Soul Transformation Realm essentially meant invincibility at that stage.

Chen Qiu took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the peak of Dragon Island, feeling the moist sea breeze on his face, and placed a Nascent Soul Dao Cultivation Pill at his mouth.

He set up a Spirit Gathering Formation using Middle-Grade Spirit Stones.

He began his daily cultivation.

There were only about ten days left until the "Heavenly Strife" version arrived, and his tenfold cultivation speed would last for another twenty days. He couldn't afford to waste this time and had to make the most of it.

Soon, twelve hours passed in the blink of an eye.

When one is immersed in cultivation, it's difficult to notice the passage of time.

His cultivation progress at this moment was as follows:

- Cultivation: Sixth Level Nascent Soul Stage (42.1%).

He successfully broke through to the Sixth Level Nascent Soul Stage, and his cultivation progress at this level was already halfway through. This was the effect of the Nascent Soul Dao Cultivation Pill combined with the tenfold cultivation speed.

It was that incredible.

Chen Qiu opened his eyes and looked at his cultivation progress, nodding with satisfaction. This feeling of rapid cultivation improvement was very comfortable, making him feel increasingly secure.

However, his first action was not to look at the three Entry Groups available after breaking through.

Instead, he moved with his Divine Mind.

A Nascent Soul appeared before him. Under the Entry Group "Feed and Pull," every time he fed the Nascent Soul a Celestial Material, he would receive a random treasure, and the rank of the treasure would depend on the rank of the Celestial Material.

He took out a Stupa and placed it in his hand.

- Treasure Name: Millennium Stupa.

- Acquisition Source: A realized old monk's nirvana.

- Usage Effect:

1. Place it in the Dantian to emit dense and powerful Buddhist light. It can heal injuries, repair secret treasures, significantly enhance the power and cultivation progress of Buddhist sect secret techniques, and will explode if used by those not sincerely devoted to Buddhism.

2. A necessary material for creating the Soul Transformation Realm 'Buddha Kingdom in Palm'.

3. Etc.

This was a valuable item.

For Buddhist disciples, it was an invaluable treasure and also an essential material for creating a Soul Transformation Realm.

He wondered what treasure the Nascent Soul would produce after consuming it.

Chen Qiu tentatively fed the stupa to the Nascent Soul and saw its abdomen begin to churn. Soon, it pulled out something that looked like a token?

- Treasure Name: Soul Transformation Domain Token.

- Acquisition Source: A heavenly gift.

- Usage Effect:

1. You can possess an additional Soul Transformation Realm, but you cannot activate multiple Soul Transformation Realms simultaneously.

"Hmm?"

Chen Qiu's expression was slightly odd as he looked at the small token.

It seemed like a good thing!

The Soul Transformation Domain Token allowed one to possess an additional Soul Transformation Realm. For example, if one already had the "Hundred Demons Night Walk" Soul Transformation Realm, they could also possess the "Buddha Kingdom in Palm" Soul Transformation Realm.

One was filled with brilliant Buddhist light, and the other was a night of a hundred demons.

The contrast between good and evil was simply beautiful.

This should be a valuable item.

With this, one could use different Soul Transformation Realms in various situations, employing the most suitable one against different enemies.

Even the Dragon Clan Patriarch, Ao Tian, only had the "Hundred Phoenix Return to Nest" Soul Transformation Realm. This item's value should not be underestimated.

Chen Qiu nodded in satisfaction as he tucked the token into his chest, now possessing two Soul Transformation Domains. This item was likely quite rare, but only in his hands could it unleash its full potential.

For instance, if it were in Ao Tian's hands, he would, at most, possess two Ninth-Rank Soul Transformation Domains.

But in Chen Qiu's hands, they become two Twelfth-Rank Soul Transformation Domains.

The power it could unleash was naturally incomparable.

At that time, he hadn't expected that Kong Ming's stupa could bring such a valuable item. Afterward, he turned his gaze to the panel shrouded in clouds above his dantian.

"Cultivation level greatly increased, officially entering the sixth layer of Nascent Soul Stage."

"Please choose one from the three randomly generated clauses below within ten breaths."

1:

"Clause Name": Walk Among Mortals

"Clause Rank": Blue.

"Clause Effect": For every 10,000 miles you walk, you gain 100 medium-grade spirit stones. No spells, artifacts, or other abilities can be used while walking.

2:

"Clause Name": Death Match Battle

"Clause Rank": Blue.

"Clause Effect": You can select anyone within a 100-mile radius and pull them into a temporarily created mini-universe for a deathmatch. Only when one party dies can the other leave.

3:

"Clause Name": Snow Forecasting Abundance

"Clause Rank": Blue.

"Clause Effect": All your ice-type spells will have a healing effect on you, with the specific healing amount depending on your cultivation level.

"Hmm," Chen Qiu contemplated silently. Well, the first clause could be ruled out first.

It was completely useless.

Walking 10,000 miles would earn him 100 medium-grade spirit stones.

Without considering physical fitness and cultivation level, it would take around half a year to walk that distance, and earning 100 spirit stones in half a year was quite impressive. To be honest, this clause was actually quite powerful.

For some wandering cultivators, this clause was quite suitable.

There was no combat risk; they just needed to walk, but for Chen Qiu, this clause didn't hold much significance.

As for the second and third clauses, they were of the type where either choice was acceptable.

Choosing the second clause, "Death Match Battle," was also fine. He could force a duel with anyone in a crowd or, when faced with an unavoidable crisis, drag the weakest person into the mini-universe for a duel without killing them, then hide in the mini-universe.

He could hide for three to five days, waiting for the situation to calm down before leaving.

The third clause, "Snow Forecasting Abundance," was also an option.

His ice-type spell, "Snowfall Technique," wasn't used often, but when he did use it, it could heal some of his injuries. Currently, he had no other means to recover from his wounds.

After a moment of contemplation, within ten breaths, he chose the second clause, "Death Match Battle."

In his heart, both clauses were of similar caliber.

However, the Death Match Battle had more versatile applications, while Snow Forecasting Abundance was somewhat limited.

After making his choice, Chen Qiu didn't linger. He consumed another Primordial Soul Dao Cultivation Pill, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state, sitting cross-legged on the peak of a mountain.

He could give birth to a small Nascent Soul every month.

But this month had been a bit long, and he hadn't produced a single small Nascent Soul yet. At present, it seemed unlikely to give birth to one at the Nascent Soul Stage; it would have to wait until the Soul Transformation Stage.

"Why don't we take a break?"

The black dragon, circling around Fatty Dragon, looked at him with a slightly trembling voice, his eyes filled with awe and fear: "There's no rush; we can take a break for a few days."

Twelve hours had passed.

Chen Qiu had dozed off for a while.

Fatty Dragon hadn't stopped for a moment, working tirelessly for twelve hours straight, his initial admiration turning into sheer terror.

He glanced at the nearby empty pill bottle.

Inside was a special pill with only one effect: enhancing physical fitness.

In the square, twenty-seven mother dragons were already pregnant.

And Fatty Dragon was currently cultivating with the twenty-eighth mother dragon.

"Let's take a break, brother!"

"Please, I'm begging you!"

The black dragon, in a panic, circled around Fatty Dragon, its claws carefully gripping his collar. It was genuinely afraid that Fatty Dragon would exhaust himself to death, and if he died, his father would surely skin him alive!

Fatty Dragon was now the hope of the dragon clan!

Fatty Dragon took a deep breath, looking at the mother dragon he had been cultivating with for over an hour. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he withdrew and sat on a stone bench behind her: "Alright, let's take a break."

Indeed, it was time for a break.

He hadn't come out for an entire hour, and he felt numb.

Numbness was the only sensation he felt.

Although his face was pale, his eyes dark, his lips blue and parched, and his overall state looked extremely poor, akin to being on the brink of death, his eyes gleamed with suppressed excitement.

Yes, it had been a bit tough.

But the rewards were incredibly rich!

"Cultivation Level": Golden Core Stage, Ninth Layer (72.9%).

In just twelve hours, his cultivation level soared from the second layer to the ninth layer of the Golden Core Stage. He had originally planned to push straight to the peak of the Golden Core Stage, but now it seemed he couldn't hold on any longer.

He just needed a bit more endurance.

If the black dragon hadn't stopped him, he felt he could have gritted his teeth and endured. But the black dragon's intervention caused the tension within him to dissipate instantly.

Once that tension was released, he felt unable to continue.

With the assistance of numerous Soul Transformation mother dragons and Heavenly Destiny Dual Cultivation, his cultivation soared like a rocket. This cultivation speed was even faster than Chen Qiu's brother's during his Golden Core Stage.

Forget about his brother;

No one on the entire Xuantian Continent had ever cultivated this quickly.

In a single day, he advanced from the early stages of the Golden Core Formation to its peak.

To achieve this, two extremely harsh conditions had to be met.

First, there was the purple "Heavenly Destiny Twin Cultivation" entry, which could enhance the speed of twin cultivation ninefold. Although this was a harsh requirement, it was likely that someone else in the Xuantian Continent would have it, and it wouldn't be a unique entry exclusive to Fatty Dragon.

Once this step was completed, the second step could be taken.

Find dozens of Soul Transformation Stage Mother Dragons or female demons, and get them to willingly twin cultivate with you. This condition was so demanding that it would stop almost everyone in their tracks, and only the Dragon Clan could meet such requirements.

Although the Dragon Clan had fallen from grace, they still had their pride.

It was impossible for them to allow just anyone to twin cultivate with their Mother Dragon.

"He's almost at the Nascent Soul Stage!"

Although Fatty Dragon's physical condition was poor, his spirit was quite excited. He turned to look at Chen Qiu, who was sitting cross-legged at the highest point of the mountain peak on the island, cultivating. Chen Qiu was finally close to the Nascent Soul Stage. After his cultivation progress reached perfection, Fatty Dragon planned to ask Chen Qiu for his Primordial Spirit Body and then prepare for forming his own.

Finally,

His cultivation progress had caught up with the main group. All his disciples had reached the Nascent Soul Stage, while he, as an elder, had remained at the Golden Core Formation Stage, making him feel rather embarrassed.

Unlike Scholar, who was still at the Golden Core Formation Stage.

There was still a gap. A slight difference, hey.

In a daze, Fatty Dragon felt the world spinning, and his body leaned back, falling heavily to the ground.

"It's not a big deal."

Scholar, who had been strolling by the seaside and was called back by the Black Dragon, examined Fatty Dragon's condition and sighed, shaking his head. "He's just exhausted, and his body is a bit weak. Let him sleep here for a while."

"He'll be fine after he wakes up."

Then Scholar looked down at Fatty Dragon with a complex expression. To be honest, he was truly envious. If he could break through to the peak of the Golden Core Formation Stage in a single day, he'd be willing to twin cultivate with the Mother Dragon too.

But the Dragon Clan didn't allow it.

Even if they did, it wouldn't help him.

He was a Sword Cultivator, not a twin cultivator.

In the Great Xia Kingdom, outside the capital city, on an execution ground.

A young man, kneeling on the execution platform, about to be beheaded, cried out in fear, "I'm sorry! I admit that the poem 'Spring Wind Proud Horse Hoof Swift' wasn't written by me!"

"I didn't expect someone else to have copied it before me, no, I didn't expect that copying it would be discovered by you!"

"Although I'm guilty, my crime doesn't deserve death, does it?"

"Hmm."

The lord of Feiyu City, sitting on the high platform, saw that the young man on the execution platform had a relatively good attitude in admitting his mistake. After a moment of thought, he waved his hand.

"Forget it, the death sentence can be commuted. Take him down, give him ten lashes, and then lock him up in prison for a month to teach him a lesson."

"Reciting the National Teacher's poem on the Flower Boat and making a fool of himself, he's really asking for death."

"But since you've admitted your mistake, I'll spare your life."

"Thank you, your lordship! Thank you!"

The young man, with a look of relief after a near-death experience, knelt on the ground, sobbing. He didn't understand what had happened. Why had the poems from his past life appeared in this life?

But he knew that at least he had saved his own life.

This world felt so chaotic.

He wondered why, when he was reciting poetry on the Flower Boat with great emotion, the people around him had such strange expressions. He had thought that his poetry had impressed everyone.

He had already imagined the following plot in his mind.

Suddenly, a fool would rush out and challenge him, saying it was impossible for him to have written such excellent poetry. He would then compose another poem from his past life, astonishing everyone!

This would not only make the fool incredulous but also win the hearts of many young ladies, and even attract the admiration of a high-ranking official.

Such a great plot.

Why had it turned into this?

After he finished reciting the poem, the atmosphere became silent, and he was immediately arrested and sentenced to death without waiting for the autumn execution.

Why was he being punished like this?

The young man knelt on the execution platform, his eyes red and his heart filled with grievance.

In his past life, he had read novels where the protagonists, after crossing over, would do the same thing. They would connect with high-ranking officials through poetry and, with their support, rise rapidly. But in his case, he had almost descended straight to the underworld.

Why did the poems from his past life appear in this world? Could there be other transmigrators?

"Where did they go?"

In Great Destiny City, a white-clad woman sat somewhat bored in a teahouse, with a little fox perched on her shoulder.

She was a true disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and greatly admired Chen Qiu. She had come to Quzhou in person to witness Chen Qiu's brilliance and even fantasized about the possibility of developing some romantic feelings.

But she had been here for two or three days and couldn't find Chen Qiu anywhere.

Since the end of the Nascent Soul Battle Strength Ranking, Chen Qiu seemed to have disappeared, and no news of him had emerged. Only the disciples of the Mock Heaven Sect were still going from door to door, selling Redemption Orders to various sects.

If a sect didn't buy them, it wasn't a problem.

But in front of the sect leader, they would silently take out a small notebook and write down the sect's name.

Even if the sect leader had a strong personality, they knew what would happen if they let the Mock Heaven Sect disciple leave. So, with a face like death, they would buy enough Redemption Orders to have their name removed from the notebook.

Chen Qiu's recent reputation was indeed significant.

Originally, Quzhou was a small state in the Lower Nine Provinces, but with Chen Qiu's influence, its reputation had also grown, especially after Chen Qiu led his group to destroy seven evil demon sects in a single night.

Naturally, these sects didn't dare offend the Mock Heaven Sect disciples.

This wasn't just a Redemption Order; it was an order to buy commands.

However, there was no sign of Chen Qiu's activities.

"So boring."

The white-clad woman slumped on the tea table, looking at the storyteller below. This storyteller had been narrating Chen Qiu's deeds for the past three days, and she had found it quite interesting at first. But then she noticed that the storyteller's content changed significantly each day.

The storyteller was making it all up on the spot, and she knew it. Instantly, her desire to listen further diminished.

The woman placed the fox on the table, stroking its nose as she reminisced, "My master said you might have a very advanced bloodline. He said that those who fear death in their youth often have a high probability of possessing an exceptional bloodline."

"But what advanced bloodline could a little fox like you possibly have?"

"My master said that there's no trace of your kind of demon beast in this world. So, where did you come from?"

The little fox didn't respond, merely playing with the sunflower seeds on the table.

After a long while, the white-clad woman sighed helplessly. She wondered when Chen Qiu would appear, hoping he wasn't in seclusion. Why did he have to go into seclusion now, of all times?

There was one way to see Chen Qiu quickly—by killing a disciple of the Mock Heaven Sect. But that wasn't what she wanted.

She wanted to see if something could happen between her and Chen Qiu, not fight him. After all, Chen Qiu, with his fifth layer Nascent Soul cultivation, had claimed the top spot on the Nascent Soul Battle Strength Rank Secret Realm. Who could possibly defeat him?

She was only at the first layer of Nascent Soul, but with her two Night Moon Wolf Demons as her lifebound spirit beasts, she could fight at the seventh layer!

However, in this Nascent Soul Battle Strength Rank Secret Realm, she had been eliminated at the second checkpoint and hadn't even made it to the third. She had hoped to witness Chen Qiu's prowess at the third checkpoint.

Just then, a chaotic noise erupted outside.

"Hmm?"

A hint of confusion flashed in the white-clad woman's eyes as she stepped out of the teahouse. Everyone was looking up, and she followed their gaze, only to stiffen in shock. Her eyes widened in horror.

The sky...the sky was collapsing! Quzhou's sky was collapsing again! A hundred years ago, Quzhou's sky had collapsed, and a massive hole had appeared, like a black hole, causing the spiritual energy of Quzhou and even the Nine Provinces to leak out frantically.

According to predictions, within a hundred years, all the spiritual energy of Xuantian Continent would leak out through this hole. By then, the entire continent would enter the End Times, and there would be no more spiritual energy in the air.

Cultivation would become impossible.

Initially, they could still cultivate using Spirit Stones.

But Spirit Stones formed in places with abundant spiritual energy, and without it, new stones wouldn't form, and Celestial Materials would cease to grow. Within a thousand years, the entire continent would struggle to reach even the Foundation Establishment Apex.

However, during the last collapse, the Holy Maiden of Profound Heaven Sect had repaired the sky.

But even after the repair, the spiritual energy in Quzhou and the Nine Provinces had become significantly thinner.

And now, just over a hundred years later, the sky was collapsing again!

A colossal black hole slowly emerged above Quzhou, devouring the spiritual energy of Xuantian Continent like a giant beast's mouth.

In an instant, the entire Great Destiny City was in panic. People didn't know how to solve this crisis; they only felt overwhelmed.

Usually, people would joke that if the sky fell, someone tall would catch it.

But when the sky truly fell, no one would think that way. After all, even the shortest person would only die a little later.

The white-clad woman's panic quickly subsided, and her heart began to pound. There was even a hint of anticipation in her eyes. Chen Qiu was in Quzhou, and seeing this, he would surely appear, right? She could witness Chen Qiu in person!

Although she knew Chen Qiu might also be helpless, for some reason, perhaps due to the many miracles he had performed recently, she secretly hoped he would appear with an indifferent expression and effortlessly resolve this issue.

She didn't know why, but she especially liked men with cold faces, finding them charming.

On the other hand, she despised men who were always laughing and joking.

If a man she liked was powerful and cold towards her, she would feel thrilled to the point of trembling. But if he showed a hint of affection, she would suddenly find him unattractive.

"Despicable!" the white-clad woman's nine-tailed fox muttered, gazing up at the massive black hole above Quzhou. In her heart, she silently labeled the woman.

Was July Cat easy to deal with? She had thought she was just following a love-obsessed master, but it turned out to be a despicable one.

No, sister, what kind of despicable fate is this?

Yes, she had died in her previous life and reincarnated into this fox. But this fox seemed extraordinary; it had the ability to hear others' thoughts, a racial talent, not a Clause ability.

She had reincarnated into many ferocious beasts, like crows, but this was the first with such a talent, and it was incredibly useful, especially as it perfectly aligned with her love for gossip.

Everything else was fine.

This life's master was good too; she smelled sweet and was cuddly.

It was just that her mind was a bit off.

According to her previous life's standards, she was a masochist who enjoyed being trampled by the strong.

It was through hearing thoughts that she learned this true disciple of Ten Thousand Beasts Sect had such a preference. She really wanted to say, "Then you truly love people."

She wasn't sure about others, but Chen Qiu would definitely satisfy this requirement.

Take herself, for example.

She had died countless times, directly or indirectly, at Chen Qiu's hands. She had reincarnated in Zhongzhou, but now she was back in Quzhou, and it seemed this life wouldn't last long either.

That was fine.

(End of Chapter)

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