Chen Chuan spent this night in continuous SpiritCultivation.
Even though the essence surging over was not comparable to the period when the Central CityHeavenly Gate was opened, there were no enemies around, and he didn't need to worry about anything else.
Even if there were beings on the other side coveting this end, they were blocked by the creature occupying the Fissure mouth, allowing him to devote himself entirely to Cultivation.
He only withdrew from his ditative posture when dawn was approaching, reaching for the Snow Emperor Blade beside him and standing up.
Perhaps because he was too absorbed earlier, he felt as if only a mont had passed.
During this Cultivation, he could feel his own Spiritual Power increasing bit by bit. This kind of Cultivation was truly addicting, making him not want to stop at all. However, since he had agreed with Talu not to Cultivate during the day, and she had trusted him enough to let him co here alone, he wouldn't break that tacit agreent.
He would co again tomorrow.
As he retreated, the tendrils in front of him once again intertwined and closed tightly.
He left the waterproof bag here, only taking the Snow Emperor Blade, and turned to leave the Fissure. After returning to the Sea surface, he climbed up the sea cliff.
The sun had just risen from the Sea surface at this ti, and golden light illuminated the entire island. Thick morning mist spread out from the forest, intertwining with the light and clouds, creating a dreamlike scene from afar.
When he reached the top of the cliff, Elder Gan seed to be waiting there. He walked over upon seeing him and said, "Mr. Chen, I thought you would stay inside all the ti. Guests who ca before didn't want to co out once they were inside."
Chen Chuan felt that this was better. He felt that being on this island had a relaxing effect on his Spirit, which would make his Cultivation more efficient at night.
Elder Gan looked at him and tentatively asked, "Mr. Chen, I wonder if you encountered any entities from the other side during your Cultivation yesterday?"
Chen Chuan said, "No, I didn't."
Elder Gan's expression beca solemn, and he reminded, "You still need to be careful. Talu encountered them when she went there before, and many tis like that. Each ti, it took a lot of ti to dispel them. Also, the guests who ca before had more or less experienced sothing similar."
He added, "There is a lotus seat in the Singular Flow Pavilion, said to be where Grandmaster Hongfa used to ditate. Cultivating there can soothe the Spirit and dispel impurities. Would Mr. Chen like to try it?"
Chen Chuan imdiately understood. Were they afraid that his Spirit had been contaminated down there? Perhaps his unhesitating departure had made them feel a little nervous.
He said, "Elder, you can rest assured."
As he spoke, he took out the jade pig dragon that Mr.Zhuan had given him. Only a little blackness had surfaced on it, almost imperceptible unless carefully examined. This was because the Second Self had endured most of the contamination.
Elder Gan looked at it and seed to relax a little. He said, "It seems I worried for nothing. Mr. Chen, try to keep this thing by your side when you Cultivate in the future."
Chen Chuan nodded and asked, "Elder, where is that lotus seat you ntioned earlier?" Since it was left behind by Grandmaster Hongfa and supposedly had the effect of dispelling impurities, he was very interested in seeing it.
The old man gladly said, "I'll take you there, Mr. Chen."
He led Chen Chuan past the training ground. Before the sun had fully risen, the Young man here had already started training with Talu. Seeing the two of them coming over, Talu waved to them from a distance.
Chen Chuan nodded in response. After bypassing the training ground, he followed Elder Gan to the dilapidated buildings. One of them had been specially repaired, and beneath a curved stone wall was a jade lotus seat. It was evident that it had been there for many years, with many signs of peeling and damage.
However, the seat itself had been worn very smooth.
Chen Chuan approached and suddenly felt a faint Spirit force, which felt very peaceful and gentle.
He was slightly surprised. Grandmaster Hongfa lived at least seven or eight hundred years ago. After so long, there was still Spirit remaining on it? Or was it soone else's Spirit?
However, it was very similar to the comfortable feeling on this island, so there must be so connection between the two.
He walked to the lotus seat and sat down on the cushion in front of it. After only a short while, he noticed that the blackness on the jade pig dragon had lessened a bit.
It seed that it was indeed useful.
Seeing him sit down here and quickly enter a ditative state, Elder Gan suddenly felt much relieved. He stroked his white beard and left.
In the following days, Chen Chuan went to the Fissure to Cultivate at night and sat quietly here during the day. Ten days passed in a flash, and his Spiritual Power had made significant progress.
Because his Spiritual Power was high enough, each of his improvents far exceeded the progress of ordinary people.
Elder Gan saw that he ca here to sit every day and went to Cultivate at night without interruption. His Cultivation could be described as single-minded, and he admired him very much.
He said to Talu, "Legend has it that Grandmaster Hongfa sat for ten years, comprehending true practice. This Mr. Chen is so young and already has such good Strength, and he's so diligent. No wonder Mr.Zhuan recomnded him to co here."
Talu nodded in agreent. If it were soone else, seeing Chen Chuan like this, they would have felt pressured and gone back to train harder on their own, but she didn't.
Because she practiced Martial Combat simply because she liked it. She only worked hard for herself and had nothing to do with others, so she wouldn't change herself because of others.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, causing the stones to rattle. Elder Gan looked at the sky, squinted, and said, "A big storm is coming."
Talu humd in agreent. In mid-July every year, there would be strong sea winds here. Fortunately, they had a lot of experience in dealing with them. The houses on the island had long been reinforced, and the guests would be persuaded to leave in advance.
On the other side, the mbers of the Torrent Squad, after pretending to be tourists on the island for a few days, had figured out the situation on the island. After being persuaded to leave the island, they returned to report the situation to Captain Wutike.
"That Martial Artist is on a large platform on the mountainside. We basically haven't seen her co down. In order to avoid alarming her, we didn't go over to investigate. However, we confird with the villagers that besides her, the Strength of the others in the Martial Combat hall is very average.
It's just that there are at least several thousand residents on the island, and we don't know all the Contact details yet. It won't be easy to Control them all...."
Soone spoke up and said, "Kenwa refuses to cooperate with us. He has a lot of n under him. If we brought them, we wouldn't have to worry about this."
Soone else said disdainfully, "There's no need to pay attention to that madman. He thinks that because he accepted the Strength bestowed by the superiors, he doesn't have to put Captain in his eyes. He's just a clown. Besides, his Strength is just so-so. It wasn't Cultivated by himself. How far can he go relying on what others have given him?"
Wutike said in a deep voice, "That's right. Only the Strength you get yourself truly belongs to you. It doesn't matter how many people are on the island. When the ti cos, we'll just Control the main ferry and docks. Once the storm cos, no one can cross the sea at will."
A team mber suddenly said, "Captain , recently there have been a lot of people wandering around, as if they're searching for sothing. It seems that others are also eyeing this place, and there's definitely more than one. It looks like we have a lot of opponents."
Wutike's expression was cold as he said, "Don't worry about it for now. Focus on our own plan. If they interfere with us, we'll just eliminate them all."
Two days later, on July 15th, strong winds began to blow on the Sea surface. On the sea reef closest to Radiant Mist Island, the Torrent Squad, who had all put on diving suits, waited for nightfall and then jumped into the surging waves one by one, swimming towards Radiant Mist Island.
This elite squad consisted of six people, each of whom was a Third-Limit Martial Artist , very good at cooperative siege. Wutike was even soone who had already cultivated Spiritual Power. This was definitely not sothing that ordinary Third-Limit Martial Artist s could resist, so they were very confident in this operation.
More than forty minutes later, the Torrent Squad arrived on Radiant Mist Island.
The team mbers who had been to the island before had already placed so equipnt nearby. After they arrived, they successfully retrieved it and put on the equipnt.
Most of them were ard with crossbows and throwing weapons. Firearms were good, but they were too loud. At close range, they were not as useful as their direct throws.
With their Strength, they could slaughter the entire village in ten minutes, but they didn't plan to do so. After all, they were planning to stay here for a long ti. If the Fissure was here, they wouldn't be able to leave. They also needed people to provide them with services and necessities.
As long as they got rid of the village chiefs and the people from the Martial Combat hall, or Controlled these people, they could replace the original ecological niche of the Martial Combat hall.
After everyone was ready, they imdiately moved quickly towards the mountain.
On the platform on the mountainside, Talu was kneeling in front of the lotus stone seat. After embarking on the path of Spiritual Power Cultivation, she mostly used ditation instead of sleep at night, and used the Influence of the lotus seat to practice.
At this ti, she suddenly felt sothing, as if a pebbles had been thrown into a calm lake, causing a very obvious disturbance.
She opened her eyes, stood up, grabbed a Long Staff, and flipped backwards. Just as she left, several hastily fired crossbow bolts landed at her feet.
At the sa ti, as she traversed, the shadow of the staff rolled, blocking the remaining arrows and thrown projectiles. Several auras appeared around her, forming a large encirclent and pressing towards her.
Talu glanced at them, but had no intention of competing with them at all. She waved her staff and ran straight out, because she determined at a glance that she couldn't handle these people alone.
Old Talu had told her that if she could win, she should fight, and if she couldn't win, she should run.
"Huh?"
Wutike had thought of many possibilities, and had anticipated this situation, but after all, you are the successor of the Martial Combat hall, so many people regard you as a protector, and you run away as soon as you co up, don't you even want your face?
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