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Chapter 254: Thorough Preparations
Chapter 254: Thorough Preparations
Far away from the imperial city, in a desolate wilderness, Shen Yi summoned Jin Zhu.
The intricate golden threads wove once more, and a two-zhao-and-three chi tall golden body of the Dharma appeared, stoic and imposing.
Its physique was much more robust than before, and the scarlet patterns on its back were eerie and terrifying.
But what drew the most attention was the thick golden dragon coiled around its arm, baring its fangs and glaring with golden eyes, looking like a living, breathing creature.
The golden body abruptly raised its hand, and the dragon shot out, spiraling in the air before assuming a strangling posture. It then flew back and coiled around its arm once more.
"Tsk."
Shen Yi's expression turned slightly complex.
The yao soul that he had just spent ten thousand years condensing had mysteriously disappeared, transformed into a manual with the character 'Zhen' on it, a technique for the Hua Shen realm.
The two-zhao-and-three chi height of the golden body of the Dharma made it look like a small building. Surprisingly, it still hadn't reached the stage of minor achievement. Something seemed amiss when he calculated it this way.
For ordinary golden body techniques, three zhao would be considered complete mastery.
Perhaps this was a good thing?
Shen Yi carefully calculated the total amount of incense aspiration power that Da Qian currently possessed and felt a bit uncertain.
"Never mind, let's take it one step at a time," he said to himself.
Sensing the unconcealed powerful aura of the golden body, Shen Yi felt slightly more confident about his upcoming journey to the Eight Directions Eating House.
In just over twenty more days, he would be able to obtain the Cold Jade Xuan Silk Hand from the Qi Zong, and then his preparations would be nearly complete.
He couldn't afford to waste any time.
Shen Yi put away the golden body and rode the clouds to the Armory.
While he couldn't practice the technique for now, the Martial Temple surely had records of the many Hua Shen realm monks who had fallen over the years.
That information would be invaluable.
...
At the Armory, in the small tower.
Zhu Jue looked at Shen Yi with a puzzled expression. If he remembered correctly, it had been less than three shichen since they had parted ways: "Are you here to find out about the elders' activities after they left Da Qian?"
After receiving an affirmative reply, Zhu Jue guessed what his junior brother was planning, giving him a taste of what Little Wu must have felt.
He had just returned, and now he was about to leave again.
This wasn't a Martial Temple; it was more like an inn for them to rest their feet.
"Please wait a moment, junior brother," Zhu Jue said with a helpless smile. He left the small tower and soon returned with a whole box of books: "They're all here."
He randomly picked up a book and patted it twice: "These books haven't been touched in a long time."
Compared to martial arts and precious medicines, these "travelogues" were what truly showcased the depth of a powerful force.
The valuable experiences recorded within were bought with the lives of Hua Shen realm monks.
"Thank you, senior brother," Shen Yi said as he took the stack of books and sat down in a corner.
Compared to abstruse martial arts, these books were more like entertaining storybooks, and he read them with great interest.
Whenever he came across something that wasn't explained in detail, he would directly ask Senior Brother Zhu beside him.
As time slowly passed, a rough map gradually took shape in Shen Yi's mind, along with the distribution of various forces, their respective killer moves, and the things to watch out for in dangerous places...
"Senior Brother, why is the Xu family mentioned in every book?" Shen Yi asked.
"When a cultivator's cave abode is opened, not only do we know where the entrance is, but so do the Thousand Yao Caves. To escape their ambush, we need to find another entrance, and the Xu family is the best at array formations," Zhu Jue explained in a soft voice: "However, they have a grudge with the Xuan Guang Cave, and their clan rarely travels anymore. If you happen to meet one of them, it might be worth befriending them."
"Isn't the Xu family useful to the Xuan Guang Cave?" Shen Yi asked, curious about the extent of the grudge that would make the Xuan Guang Cave disregard the safety of their disciples and continue to pursue vengeance against this group of people.
Hearing this, Shen Yi shook his head inwardly.
He was glad that he hadn't acted impulsively back then. Otherwise, with his initial Mixed Yuan stage, he might have ended up being captured by the Xuan Guang Cave.
Not only would he not have been accepted as a disciple, but he also might have been imprisoned and forced to reveal his demon martial arts...
"By the way, Senior Brother," Shen Yi suddenly remembered something strange. After flipping through numerous books, he had gained a rough understanding of this place.
However, none of the books mentioned the name of this entire region.
"Where exactly is the Great Qian Empire located?"
"What?"
A clueless expression appeared on Zhu Jue's face, and he replied uncertainly, "The Immortal Sect?"
"..."
Shen Yi waited for a while, only to realize that his senior brother had finished speaking.
There was no prefix, only the two words 'Immortal Sect'.
"Please forgive me, Junior Brother. I'm just an ordinary Yin Shen cultivator, and I've barely left the Great Qian Empire. I only heard this name by chance from one of our ancestors," Zhu Jue said apologetically.
After all, no matter who heard it, 'Immortal Sect' didn't sound like a place name.
"I understand," Shen Yi nodded. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the words of the Qinghua Lady from before.
Cultivators tended to cultivate age-woods in their cave abodes, suggesting that they were from the same school.
Most of the cave abodes were located within the Thousand Yao Caves' territory.
The disciples of the immortal sect had uncertain futures and needed to seek the path of cultivation within the cave abodes.
Combining all this information,
Shen Yi's eyes widened in surprise as a thought occurred to him. Why did it seem like the Martial Temple, the two immortal sects, and even the Thousand Yao Caves were all latecomers who had somehow latched onto a colossal entity?
If that were true, where had the cultivators who left behind the cave abodes gone?
Shen Yi shook his head. These rumors and stories weren't something he should be concerning himself with right now.
He calmed his mind and carefully flipped through the books in his hands, committing any useful information to memory.
Gradually, the rough map in his mind became more and more detailed.
Until he reached into the box and found it empty. He had gone through all the books that were originally stacked inside.
"Junior Brother, more than twenty days have passed," Zhu Jue said, having stayed by Shen Yi's side the entire time. The admiration in his eyes had grown significantly.
Previously, he had seen Shen Yi as a terrifyingly talented Hua Shen realm expert.
But now, the young man's meticulous collection of information showed not only his talent and strength but also a newfound maturity and calmness.
He was level-headed and thoughtful, dispelling any worries Little Wu might have had.
The Martial Temple was fortunate to have such a young man, and even Wutong Mountain might be envious.
"Let's go," Shen Yi said as he stood up and stretched his body. He now had a basic understanding of the outside world.
It was filled with dangers and excitement.
And now, it was time for him to personally experience these legendary tales.
(End of Chapter)
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