884: Chapter 884: The thod of Becoming a Saint 884: Chapter 884: The thod of Becoming a Saint On the desolate and untidy land, the sky was filled with countless black fissures, spread out like centipedes.
Inside an intact attic, Qin Jun sat on a chair sipping tea with Xing Tian and others seated beside him, while across from them sat Ji Ruyi and a group of elders.
“So, what do you think of my proposal?
Do you accept it?”
Qin Jun took a sip of his tea and asked with a smile.
Faced with his gaze, Ji Ruyi and the others dared not et his eyes directly.
Clasping his hands tightly within his sleeves, Ji Ruyi was caught in inner turmoil.
Qin Jun’s proposal was for the Ji Family to join the Heavenly Court of Great Qin but not to publicize it.
If they agreed, Qin Jun would help Ji Ruyi beco one of the Nine Emperors.
In other words, Qin Jun intended to turn him into a puppet.
But the temptation of becoming one of the Nine Emperors was too great for Ji Ruyi to refuse.
Moreover, if he refused, Qin Jun would surely beco furious, and the consequences would be unthinkable.
“If our Ji Family pledges allegiance to you, will you treat us kindly in the future?”
Ji Ruyi asked cautiously, a sense of lancholy in his heart.
Why did the forefather treat them this way?
Qin Jun glared at him irritably and said, “Has any force that submitted to the Heavenly Court of Great Qin ever been mistreated?”
That was indeed true; as long as no wrong was committed, Qin Jun showed no prejudice, even towards the surrendered forces.
Ji Ruyi had also investigated the Heavenly Court of Great Qin and knew that what Qin Jun said was true.
In the end, he exchanged glances with the elders, then stood up and, alongside them, kneeled on one knee and said in unison, “We pay our respects to Your Majesty!”
Qin Jun, the sixth Dominance Leader, commanded countless mighties, with Xing Tian and Patriarch Bodhi being entities capable of contending with the Emperor of Heavenly Destiny.
If not now, when was the ti to take hold of powerful coattails?
Qin Jun smiled slightly and said, “Stand up.
Next, let’s discuss the matter of the Nine Emperors.”
There was still so ti before the Hundred Heroes Conference began, and he wasn’t in a hurry to set off.
The strong always made tid appearances; only the weak would wait in advance!
Upon hearing this, a glimr of eagerness flashed in Ji Ruyi’s eyes as he and the others stood up and returned to their seats.
…
Early the next day, Qin Jun and his party left the Ji Family’s small world, with Ji Ruyi and the others respectfully seeing them off.
Watching their departing figures, an elder exclaid, “The Holy Emperor is truly ambitious, pursuing goals that we once dared not even contemplate.”
Ji Ruyi nodded aningfully and said, “Perhaps this will be the opportunity for our Ji Family to rise.”
After talking with Qin Jun for a night, they discovered Qin Jun was not as arrogantly combative as in battle.
Qin Jun had his ambitions and detailed plans, which were ticulously thought-out, earning their admiration.
“Alright, let’s repair the small world first; in a couple of days, I should also depart for Juetian Plain.”
Ji Ruyi turned and said, his eyes filled with anticipation.
With Qin Jun’s help, there would definitely be a place for him among the world’s Nine Emperors.
On the other side, Qin Jun sat on the Sorsault Cloud, feeling the power that had integrated with the holy bone.
His magic power surged, and his physical strength was overwhelmingly strong; he felt confident in battling against a Daluo Golden Immortal Realm powerhouse.
The power of the holy bone was infinitely wondrous; it was only the beginning, and he still had much to explore.
“Because your realm is too low, you can’t unleash the holy power of the holy bone for now, but once you beco the Extre Infernal Demon God, your combat power will soar,” said Ji Yongsheng in Qin Jun’s mind.
“The Extre Infernal Demon God’s cultivation progresses quickly, but each level requires far more accumulation than other beings.
The purpose is to have a stable foundation, especially when contending on the path to sainthood.
Many mighty beings will regret their past foundations were not solid enough.”
Qin Jun nodded, understanding the principle of accumulating depth to release thinly.
It was because of the overbearing nature of his Indomitable Saint Body combined with the Extre Fla Demon God’s bloodline that each of his cultivation levels was so firmly established, allowing him to be invincible among his peers and easily combat those of higher realms.
“Your Majesty, in the future, entering the Saint Realm will be much easier for you than for other beings,” Patriarch Bodhi said, stroking his beard.
Entering the Saint Realm!
Qin Jun’s eyes lit up, and Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, the Golden Light Holy Mother, and Xing Tian all curiously looked towards Patriarch Bodhi.
“Anyone who condenses spiritual bones can be considered to have stepped onto the path of sainthood, briefly known as entering the realm of the sage,” Patriarch Bodhi explained, to which Xing Tian seed to gain so insight.
Among those present, only he had achieved the perfect completion of the Luoshi Immortal Realm and was just a step away from entering the realm of the sage.
“Then what does it an to ‘slay the Three Corpses’?” Qin Jun asked, puzzled.
In the Primordial Chaos novels of his previous life, one would slay the Three Corpses to beco an almost-saint and eventually attain sainthood through the power of virtues.
“Oh?
It seems that Your Majesty knows quite a bit,” Patriarch Bodhi said with a smile that was not quite a smile, not pursuing the question further but instead explaining, “To transform all the bones in one’s body into spiritual bones, making them eternally indestructible, is exceedingly difficult.
Slaying the Three Corpses compensates for this shortfall.
With the Three Corpses obliterated and then relying on the power of virtues to step into the domain of the saints—of course, these saints are sowhat weaker than those who have condensed spiritual bones throughout their body, and are even controlled by the Heavenly Dao.”
Qin Jun ca to a realization; indeed, those saints in the Primordial Chaos system all served the Heavenly Dao, with the Patriarch Hongjun even becoming an incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.
Although he stood above all other saints, in so ways, the saints had not transcended the Heavenly Dao.
After listening to Patriarch Bodhi, Qin Jun had a mont of clarity and looked forward to the spiritual bones even more.
Even if he were to beco a saint, he wanted to be the strongest among them!
Sun Wukong and Yang Jian also began to dream about their future, their talents exceptionally extraordinary, not yet having reached their limits; however, the Golden Light Holy Mother didn’t think so much—she didn’t even dare contemplate the Luoshi Immortal Realm.
Effort is important, but without talent and opportunity, even with great effort, it won’t suffice.
“Master, then how should one condense spiritual bones?” Sun Wukong asked with curiosity.
Patriarch Bodhi glared at him and said irritably, “You’re aiming too high!”
After speaking, he looked at Xing Tian with a aningful look, “Different cultivation thods have different ways to condense spiritual bones.
The Witch Clan takes the path of proving the Dao through strength; diligent cultivation and tempering of the physical body is the way.”
Xing Tian ca to a sudden understanding and imdiately bowed in gratitude to Patriarch Bodhi.
The grace of being guided could be great or small, but in relation to entering the realm of the sage, Xing Tian was indeed grateful.
Patriarch Bodhi smiled faintly and said no more.
The group fell into their own thoughts, traveling in silence.
The vast expanse of Juetian Plain, as boundless as the dusky sky, was vast and majestic; their figures soon disappeared over the horizon.
…
Juetian Plain.
The grassy plain undulated, rich with verdant life, and a gentle breeze wafted by.
Drought, along with Xu Chongsheng and three elders from the Corpse Emperor Palace, strolled leisurely across the field.
Following Xu Chongsheng’s capture, he had fallen out of the top ten of the Dominance Leaderboard, but since he was missing and presud dead, he still remained within the top hundred, allowing the Corpse Emperor Palace to qualify for the competition among the Nine Emperors.
“Is this Juetian Plain?”
Drought asked curiously.
The na Juetian Plain would make one think it was a perilous place, yet it turned out to be such a beautiful landscape.
One of the short, portly elders nodded, “Emperor of Heavenly Destiny enjoys music; Juetian Plain was once a desolate wasteland, but it was he who created this verdant pasture.”
Drought furrowed his brows.
She couldn’t yet estimate how vast Juetian Plain was, but to transform a barren wilderness into such a beautiful landscape was indeed impressive.
“My Lord, you must be careful not to provoke the disciples of the Hall of Heavenly Destiny in Juetian Plain,” the short, portly elder continued to remind.
Drought had brought Xu Chongsheng back to the Corpse Emperor Palace and had subdued the elders with thunderous thods, but the disciples below were still unaware of Drought’s existence.
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