My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences Chapter 612 - 612 Great You is Your World!

612 Great You is Your World!

Qin Huai took hold of the white-robed king’s remains. As he did, several blood lines pierced the last glimr of spiritual essence in the king’s brow.

“[Domain Sphere]: When used, it can release the maximum power of the domain and explode. If you have the sa domain, it can also be used as an upgrade material (one-ti consumable).”

The words disappeared, and Qin Huai seed pleased. He removed the scarlet blood bead from the deceased king and inspected the remains thoroughly. The resilience of the king bone was remarkable — even his mighty Spear of Annihilation had only left minor marks.

It appeared the spear, made from countless vengeful souls and bearing imnse power, wasn’t enough to obliterate the king Bone. The white-robed king’s demise wasn’t just due to the spear. Zhang Youji’s mysterious talismans had played their part, causing a montary lapse in the king’s focus, which proved fatal.

While the king bone didn’t have killing power, its durability was exceptional, a coveted prize for many. And Qin Huai’s prize was nearly flawless, save for a missing piece of the spine, likely taken by the spirit world.

Musing over the loss, Qin Huai soon divided the king bone in two. Drawing blood symbols in the air, he presented half to Zhang Youji.

“Daozi, you’ve been invaluable in this fight. This half is yours,” Qin Huai said generously. While Zhang Youji’s recent contributions seed minimal, his previous efforts had been crucial. Moreover, traveling far to help with the battle deserved a reward.

Zhang Youji’s eyes glead with appreciation. “Brother Qin, your generosity knows no bounds.” He reflected on past king realm battles, noting how rare it was to have such well-preserved remains, given the power and ferocity of king realm experts.

The king Bone, once belonging to the white-robed king, lay before them, remarkably well-preserved. Even though damage was evident, with the right repairs, its true brilliance could shine once more.

Naturally, the restoration would co at a considerable expense. Still, when weighed against the worth of these bones, such costs seed trivial.

“In the vast expanse of Great You, even the reigning imperial lineage would pale in generosity compared to Brother Qin,” remarked Zhang Youji, staring at the king bones. As a Dao Child, Zhang had witnessed significant events, yet the magnificence of this gift left him nearly speechless. “This makes feel sowhat indebted,” he confessed.

“Should you ever feel guilty, Daozi,” Qin Huai teased, “just co to my rescue during a dire situation.” Having successfully confronted the white-robed king, a weight seed to lift off Qin Huai’s shoulders, easing his tension.

Chuckling heartily, Zhang Youji said, “Certainly!” He gracefully swept the king bone into his sleeve, as if there was a world in his sleeve.

“So, Daozi, what’s your plan after this?”

“I’m bound for the True Path Sect,” Zhang Youji replied solemnly. “The secret realm of Pingwang beckons . Spirit stone mines are rare treasures, and their acquisition often pits multiple parties against each other. As the True Path Sect’s representative, my presence there is crucial.”

Pausing, he asked, “And you, Brother Qin?”

Qin Huai took a mont before answering, “There are remnants of the Sacred Heart Sect in Qingzhou awaiting my attention. I need to make sure they have no lingering sches here.”

Understanding the urgency, Zhang Youji nodded. “Pingwang county holds many secrets, rich in mystic realms and spirit stones. There’s so much still undiscovered there.”

“After resolving matters here,” Qin Huai shared, “I’ll go to Pingwang.”

From his seemingly endless sleeve, Zhang Youji produced a map, saying, “This provides an overview of the entirety of Great You. It’s not very detailed, but it should guide you effectively.” He then presented a wooden token etched with ‘Dao’. “This is my sect’s token. With this, you’ll find help in any of the True Path Sect branches.”

Receiving the token, Qin Huai cupped his fists. “Thank you very much.”

Qin Huai chose not to respond, rely watching as Zhang Youji vanished from sight.