Once Zhi Xin attains enlightennt, Song Lin will have an exceptionally solid backing.
Even if Zhengsi is the Heavenly Master’s biological son, he wouldn’t dare to provoke easily, as Zhi Xin holds so of the core secrets of the Taoist School.
The future is increasingly bright, and Song Lin’s investnt will eventually pay off.
Soon, Earth Evil carried across the mountains, arriving at a desolate and inhospitable land.
Here, no grass grows, and it is a barren desert and rocky terrain.
From not far away ca the whistling sound of the wind. Song Lin looked over and saw a valley ahead shrouded beneath dark clouds. At the top of the valley, there was a black whirlwind, where the sound originated.
The whirlwind spun with extre speed, so reaching tens of thousands of feet high, darkening the heavens and earth. So even had facial features, on the verge of transforming into spirit monsters.
Song Lin used the Qi Observation Technique to take a glance and found a dense aura of filth and impurity.
"This is thousand-year-old impure Qi. Below lies Black Wind Valley—do not touch anything here lightly," Earth Evil kindly warned.
He wouldn’t usually warn an average person; if they perished, so be it—there wasn’t much value. But soone had specifically requested that Earth Evil extend care within his authority, so it was no issue to do so.
"Thank you for the warning!"
Earth Evil nodded, then waved his sleeve. Song Lin’s figure disappeared from where he stood. In the next mont, he appeared inside Black Wind Valley.
Song Lin stood on a beach of shattered stones, gazing up at the pitch-black sky, unable to help but sigh at the desolation of the place.
Looking around, there wasn’t a single building in sight, nor even a boulder taller than half a man. The stones on the ground seed as if they had been scraped by sothing sharp, mixed with human bones within them.
Presumably, these were once those who had been confined here.
This place doesn’t seem peaceful, Song Lin thought to himself.
During the dayti, the winds were calm, but at night, it might be a different story.
Song Lin casually chose an open area to ditate, intending to explore and test the waters.
At night, a violent wind suddenly arose.
Black clouds overwheld the skies, and tens of thousands of dark clouds and black winds descended fiercely.
Seeing this, Song Lin leaped into the gourd. Before entering, he had his Taoist Soldier bury the gourd deep underground.
The gourd wouldn’t be damaged, as it was a Lower Grade Taoist Device, but he worried it might be swept away by the wind.
Returning to the gourd’s inner world, inside the Longevity Palace, Song Lin took out a pitch-black sphere.
He attempted to sense its internal situation. After a long ti, Song Lin’s figure began to fade.
Surprisingly, he once again entered that world full of cracks in the sky.
"I can actually co here?" Song Lin was ecstatic.
He had just sensed eight different colors and found that he could even freely choose between them.
Suddenly thinking of sothing, Song Lin used the Invisibility Technique to conceal himself.
This world was vast, and it was inevitable that he might encounter that old Heavenly Venerate. It was better to be cautious. Song Lin’s goal this ti was cultivation, to absorb Xuanying Qi.
Looking around, he rembered that monts ago, he had chosen yellow. Could this represent autumn?
He began searching in all directions, ready to retreat the mont sothing seed amiss.
After searching continuously for over a month, he finally found a clue: black, snake-like, twisting and writhing streams of Qi.
In the gourd’s world,
Song Lin carefully examined the snake-like black gas within a transparent box. It seed to have a life of its own, swimming around and exuding both vitality and an air of extinction.
"Could this be called Lifeless Mother Qi?"
No matter what it was, he planned to absorb it all first.
Once he entered the Immortal Hero Realm, he would reach Late-stage Core Formation.
Perhaps he could even ascend to beco a Heavenly Hero. By then, he’d be a vassal of his own domain.
If that were the case, even being confined for a hundred years would be worth it.
Seasons passed, and eight years flew by.
During this ti, Song Lin did not activate the story world.
The story world could wait; otherwise, dealing with too many things at once could prove overwhelming.
Initially, he had been deeply bothered by losing the position of temple master.
But as ti went on, his mindset grew increasingly serene.
If he achieved a breakthrough here, the position of temple master would still be his, with no one able to take it away.
His daily task was simple: practicing the sword, constantly honing his skills. His inner core grew increasingly full and refined.
The eight divine swords were now fully mastered.
His mana surged, and his Golden Core beca flawless and complete.
Boom!
Heavenly phenona occurred!
That day, not in this place, but on Mingxing Peak: the world revived, and hundredfold flora sprung to life anew.
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(The ten-thousand-character update is complete. There were over forty monthly votes today. Tomorrow, there will be a six-thousand-word release. To atone for breaking my promise to you brothers a few days ago, I’ll make it an eight-thousand-word update tomorrow.)
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