Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1168 - 639: True Monarch Level Sand Pirate2

Zhao Sheng had once wielded the Geng Gold Sword Pill to slay countless enemies, hence his deep impression of Innate Geng Gold.

Monts later, Zhao Zongze sat cross-legged, and a piece of cloth appeared on the open ground in front of him. It was filled with countless treasures, mainly third-tier or higher Treasure Pills, thousand-year-old spiritual dicine, and talisman treasures. Among them, the most precious was a stack of earth-yellow high-level array plates, a Magical Treasure Level Flying Sword, and a piece of Returning Void Jade Bone.

These treasures made Zhao Zongze’s eyes light up, but after glancing at his ditatively resting master, he swallowed hard and forcibly suppressed his growing excitent.

The stall had just opened, and soon soone ca up to browse through the items.

Zhao Zongze began his first-ever life of setting up a stall and selling goods.

Ti passed little by little, and soon more than half an hour had gone by.

As the inexplicable repulsive force pervading the heavens and earth grew stronger, Zhao Sheng felt that the ti left for staying here was running out.

He slowly opened his eyes and softly exhaled.

"Master, this disciple is incompetent. I’ve only sold three treasures so far," Zhao Zongze cautiously spoke when he saw his master waking up.

"No matter! All the items on the stall are yours. You can pack them up yourself,"

Saying this, Zhao Sheng rose gracefully and said mildly, "The ti is about right. You shall follow to the lower realm."

"Yes, Master!" Zhao Zongze quickly nodded in agreent and hurriedly rolled up the covering, standing up.

Shortly after, under the eyes of others, the master and disciple vanished into thin air one after the other.

...

After returning to the secret chamber, Zhao Sheng felt a stream of "Spiritual Energy Trickle" surging through his limbs and bones, swiftly flowing into the Core Energy Sea, and in an instant, it was refined into drops of Purple Cloud Magical Power.

But now is not like before. Zhao Sheng had already broken through to the Divinity Transformation Realm. The amount of spiritual energy nurtured within his body was almost negligible, not enough to significantly enhance his cultivation, rely saving a month or two of cultivation ti.

To compare, if the spiritual environnt in the Endless Tower is considered First-tier Spiritual Land, then Gray Mountain Long Street is almost equal to the secular world where spiritual energy is sparse, while Desolate Wall Settlent is equivalent to Second Order Spirit Land, or even higher.

Compared to this, it’s no wonder the street’s popularity is quite lackluster.

Hmm!

Just then, a muffled groan suddenly ca from nearby. Zhao Zongze’s face was flushed red, veins bulging out, his body trembling slightly, as if forcibly suppressing sothing.

What else could it be, but the sudden influx of abundant and pure nature’s spiritual energy, too rich to refine in ti.

Zhao Sheng watched with folded arms, without any intention of intervening.

After seeing his disciple gradually adapt, he smiled slightly, took out the Geng Gold Pillar from the Suru Space, and his hands raised layers of purple thunder fire, starting to refine the impurities with mana to extract the pure Innate Geng Gold.

Seven days and nights passed in a flash.

By then, Zhao Sheng had smoothly extracted a dazzling Innate Geng Gold Ball as large as a vat.

Zhao Zongze also managed to refine most of the spiritual energy, his cultivation soaring to the limit of the Qi Refining Realm, nearly liquefying his Spiritual Power, and almost achieving Foundation Establishnt on his own.

Fortunately, he was exceptionally clear-headed, knowing that breaking through the Foundation Establishnt barrier was fraught with danger, he tily suppressed the impulse in his heart.

Seeing his disciple was ready, Zhao Sheng bestowed a Top-grade Foundation Establishnt Pill, instructing him to concentrate on entering seclusion for Foundation Establishnt.

Therefore, Zhao Zongze did not take a single step out of the secret chamber, imdiately entering seclusion on the spot, to embark on the first major hurdle in his cultivation journey: the Hundred-day Foundation Establishnt!

...

In a simple and ancient Dao field within the City Lord Mansion of North Gate City.

A gentle white light flickered around the Dao field, forming a layer of prohibition barrier, isolating the inside from the outside.

In the center of the Dao field, two figures sat opposite each other. One was a white-haired elder, his aura raging like a volcanic eruption.

The other, shrouded entirely under a hooded robe, appeared very mysterious. Yet, the strength of his aura was not inferior at all, clearly another Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"I say again, it was not Black King City that did this."

As soon as these words fell, a burning fla rose from the elder, his expression suddenly turning extrely grim, like the dark clouds before a storm.

"Brother Shao Quan was abducted in the Endless Desert. The perpetrator’s cultivation is exceptional, even I admit my inferiority. This person claims to be a sand pirate pursuing wealth, not life, and has already sent the Black King Demands Life letter. If we fail to deliver the treasures he nad by the deadline, that man will kill the hostage,"

"Brother Shao Quan was personally invited by to be a guest. If anything happens to him, don’t bla this old man if he cleanses your city of rats and vermin."

The elder was none other than Feng Xin himself, brazenly demanding that Yin Lie from the Black King City hand over the person because he had invited Brother Shao Quan as a guest and couldn’t afford to lose him.

"Old Feng, which senior has given you the guts to speak to Black King City like this?" Yin Lie snorted, casually remarking before disappearing into thin air.

The prohibition around the Dao field disappeared in disarray, dissipating into the air.

Feng Xin, upon seeing this scene, sneered coldly but his eyes flickered with deep anxiety.

"Hmm!"

The city master of North Gate City was invited personally by this old man as a guest. If he is to be hard... even I am afraid!" he thought to himself.

...

In the North Domain of the Sky Sinking Continent, a red tunneling light suddenly sped towards the horizon.

But at this mont, a ripple suddenly erged ahead in the Cloud Sea, followed by the appearance of a hooded figure, appearing very mysterious but releasing a powerful aura of intimidation.

The tunneling light gathered and showed a yellow-bearded elder.

His na was Beiming Yaoli, considered one of the strongest below the Divinity Transformation True Monarch.

Yet, facing the black-robed figure that appeared in his path, Beiming Yaoli’s expression beca wary, imdiately feeling an incredibly terrifying aura emanating from the figure.

"Who are you?"

He questioned imdiately, as his Lifebound Magic Treasure, Southern Ming Luminous Fire, was already secretly prid and ready to strike.

The black-robed figure spoke, "Are you aware which old man gave you the courage to do such a thing?" His voice revealed an old blood feud.

Beiming Yaoli shuddered, instantly feeling a dizzying assault as a formidable divine thought surged into his mind from afar, instantly destroying all his spiritual defenses, and crashing into his Purple Mansion Soul Sea.

Beiming Yaoli felt dizzy, his Divine Soul in excruciating pain, almost losing his consciousness.

"Divinity Transformation True Monarch!"

Realizing the dire situation, Beiming Yaoli imdiately executed a forbidden technique that would consu his Life Span and potential, in a desperate bid to restore his consciousness.

Unfortunately, he had severely underestimated the power of Zhao Sheng’s Divine Thought.