"It’s done," Gu Shanhai observed as Spirit Plants began to sprout from the barren Purple Palace mud within him. These Spirit Plants weren’t real entities but existed similarly to Divine Spells, reflective of the inner workings of Gu Shanhai’s own body within his Purple Palace.
With this developnt, Gu Shanhai could further enhance the construction of his entire Purple Palace.
"This seems like finishing a backyard," Gu Shanhai quipped. His Purple Palace, comparable to constructing a house, actually spanned a considerable area, approximately a thousand square ters by his estimation.
Regrettably, this thousand square ters didn’t exist tangibly but resided within the spiritual region between his eyebrows.
"It seems it can still grow," Gu Shanhai discovered that the thousand square ters wasn’t the limit of his Purple Palace—with the right techniques, it could expand further.
And the size of the Purple Palace was crucial as it determined the amount of Mana it could contain.
Gu Shanhai estimated that its original size was about nine hundred square ters—an area achieved at a breakthrough, and the extra hundred square ters was likely gifted by the spatial realm of his Heart Demon.
"Maybe I should set up a Wuzhuang Temple," he pondered. Already possessing the universe in his sleeve, he might pose as Immortal Zhenyuan soday by planting a Ginsengfruit.
Vestnts were always useful—whether portraying Taoist Wude from the Five Elents Sect, Zhen Yuan from the Wuzhuang Temple, or the Dharma Transmission Elder from the Chengyun Sect—having one more identity could facilitate future endeavors.
"Let’s design it like the Wuzhuang Temple then," Gu Shanhai’s thoughts were plain. He intended to construct his Purple Palace using Divine Power Spells.
He would incorporate the "Green Emperor Longevity Scripture" and the Magic Domain directly within and optimize slowly—it would take about ten to twenty years to complete.
Other than that, he had no abilities except for those two, and his derivatives like the Heart Demon’s substitute or the Companion Green Dragon were essentially based on those.
"Looks like I still have to study architecture, or building this Purple Palace will be troubleso," Gu Shanhai realized that without adequate knowledge in architecture, any structure he built might collapse.
Not to ntion constructing a Wuzhuang Temple, he couldn’t even build a simple Gao Village.
It didn’t matter much to other Cultivators, as most just replicated their caves.
But Gu Shanhai pursued perfection and employing scientific constructs could enhance the capabilities of the Purple Palace.
"I still need to work, the Five Elents Sect might as well be practice."
If it weren’t necessary, Gu Shanhai wouldn’t want to learn this, but since it could make him stronger, he resolved to learn anyway.
He had studied before but only superficially, feeling it was of little use. He just needed to get the Five Elents Sect built; it didn’t have to be elaborate.
Mainly because his association with the Five Elents Sect was transitional; once he contained the Spirit Vein, he would leave and it will naturally fall into ruin, unlikely he’ll return.
At that mont, Gu Shanhai recalled a recent opportunity which he hadn’t yet investigated.
No news had co from Chengyun Sect either, but he knew one thing—the opportunity was gone.
He wasn’t the main character; opportunities wouldn’t wait for him. They weren’t supposed to coincidentally align with him, and once missed, they were truly missed.
Lost in thought, a delicate paper crane circled around Gu Shanhai.
"No wonder I suddenly thought of it; my intuition has improved. Speak of Cao Cao, and he appears," said Gu Shanhai as he caught the paper crane.
Upon touching Gu Shanhai’s hand, the crane, which seed alive, lost its spirit and turned into a piece of paper.
Opening it, Gu Shanhai found the information he needed.
"What, him again? Is he insane?"
Reviewing the content, Gu Shanhai swore under his breath.
The investigated opportunity involved Shen Heng battling alone in his Giant God cha against ten Divine Phase cultivators and three Magic Awakening Stage cultivators, as well as nurous other cultivators of various levels. Eventually overwheld, he detonated the Giant God cha, turning thousands of miles into a Purgatory, no less than a Magic Awakening Stage fire calamity.
According to the report, the aftermath was total annihilation; none survived.
"So the reminder of the opportunity wouldn’t be the protagonist’s Golden Finger, would it..." Gu Shanhai muttered sarcastically.
With such battle intensity, it wasn’t sothing he could partake in. Although he was now stronger and able to defeat Divine Phase cultivators, it was only on a one-on-one basis. He’d cower in a two-on-one, let alone with those numbers—a direct confrontation would leave even him dead.
Qin Dunjia combined with Taiyi Divine Number and the Nine States Instrunt was miraculous, but even miracles have limits. Strength gaps aren’t easily bridged.
"So, Shen Heng is dead?" Gu Shanhai found it hard to believe, recalling how Shen had recently stirred up trouble only to seemingly vanish.
Without his death, that opportunity wouldn’t exist.
And he didn’t deem those Divine Phase and Magic Awakening Stage cultivators as any sort of opportunity.
"How about I cast a fortune?" Gu pondered for confirmation.
If indeed dead, there was a chance soone might have picked up Shen Heng’s Golden Finger. Gu Shanhai would then unabashedly declare, "Heaven’s treasures belong to those with virtue."
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