Chapter 421: Chapter 173: “One must use their own life to uphold the teacher’s prestige.”_4
“Unless, unless you…”
His voice had not yet faded.
When a Small Thunderball began to rapidly expand in his eyes, shooting swiftly towards his sockets. In the last mont before his consciousness dissipated, it seed like he saw countless Thunder Dragons exploding within his eyes.
“Boom!!!”
In the deafening thunder, the sound of thousands of Thunder Dragons’ explosions violently rang out within the Secret Realm, and the cultivator who had just spoken was now reduced to pieces scattered across the sky.
Chen Qiu casually flicked a thread of Spiritual Energy, rolling up the Nascent Soul body and the flag that had fallen to the ground.
...
He had controlled his strength well.
He did not let loose all his power within this small Secret Realm but used only a little Spiritual Energy.
And in the mont he grasped the flag,
he saw a panel enveloped in clouds and mist slowly erging above his Dantian.
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“Holding this flag, the Spiritual Energy in the Dantian will automatically and rapidly replenish without limit.”
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“Hmm?”
Chen Qiu’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he smiled, so that was it. It ensured that whoever seized the flag would at least have enough confidence to face the siege of the other nine, rather than being overwheld to death.
Perhaps that’s why the Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator had been so confident just now.
Just a pity.
Looking at it this way,
with everyone’s Cultivation being the sa, this Secret Realm did indeed have a lot of competitiveness. However, as far as he was concerned, there was no competitiveness. After all, these were just early-stage Nascent Souls.
Not too hardy.
In the entire Xuantian Continent, early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators probably made up a large proportion of all Nascent Soul cultivators. He estimated it might already reach thirty or even forty percent!
After all, given the difficulty in cultivating at the Nascent Soul stage, it would not surprise him if soone were stuck at the early stages for seven or eight years.
Not everyone had a sect providing copious resources, allowing them to cultivate without worries.
What to do without resources?
One would have to go out and earn them, right?
Visit the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm? Vie for adventures? Embark on explorations?
Each of these carries a risk to life; death need not be ntioned, but even if one were to return alive and severely injured, cultivating would be out of the question. First, heal. It might take two to three months or even longer for the injuries to heal. If the previous attempt was futile, there’s no choice but to continue the quest for Cultivation Resources.
If one were fortunate enough to snatch so Cultivation Resources, then cultivate for a year or half, and once those resources are depleted, repeat the previous phase.
For an average cultivator, life is truly arduous.
…
Afterwards, Chen Qiu, holding the flag, began to cultivate, sitting cross-legged on the ground and operating his ntal thod.
Since he had nothing else to do,
and had to wait for the end of the Secret Realm, instead of idling, it was better to cultivate. After all, this tenfold increase in Cultivation Progress wasn’t always available.
The remaining eight Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators exchanged glances and decided to exit the Secret Realm early.
An Nascent Soul power ranking list, after all, they were unlikely to make it on the list, considering their weak Cultivation. They were just there to go through the motions, no need to lose their lives over it.
Soon—
A breath’s mont passed in an instant.
Imdiately after!
The Spiritual Energy Shield that had ford a do above the entire Secret Realm began to dissipate slowly. Only then did Chen Qiu realize that he was actually situated within a tile of a gigantic chessboard.
And outside each tile was a do-shaped Spiritual Energy Shield.
As these shields faded away, Chen Qiu then saw cultivators standing in other tiles, looking out to see roughly over a hundred others, these Nascent Soul cultivators likewise being victors from the first round of the Secret Realm.
Then a panel erged before him.
“Second Round: Hundred-Person lee”
“The last standing cultivator will advance to the final stage ‘Absolute Victory Arena’.”
“This round has no ti limit.”
With his eyes slightly narrowed, Chen Qiu looked at the information about the round ahead; there were about a hundred Nascent Souls, and no early stages could be seen—the weakest were at least fifth-layer Nascent Souls.
At the sa level of Cultivation as him.
A lee of this scale would beco imnsely chaotic.
A mont of carelessness could cost a life.
He was confident no one within the Nascent Soul stage could rival him, but facing a hundred Nascent Souls was still a bit overwhelming. He couldn’t just overpower everyone in this round; first, he had to hide and wait for the others to dwindle, then make his move.
And at that mont—
“Sect Master!”
A rather surprised voice ca from behind him.
Chen Qiu turned around to see it was none other than Qu Gui, the forr Supre Elder of the Qu family. He asked with so astonishnt, “Qu Gui? You passed the first round with just Nascent Soul first-layer Cultivation?”
That was indeed surprising.
Logically speaking, the first round should have already eliminated all first-layer Nascent Souls, and since one could leave the Secret Realm at any ti, it was surprising that Qu Gui hadn’t exited early, given his low level of Cultivation.
“I played a little trick…”
Qu Gui said sowhat sheepishly, “I have the ‘Take the initiative’ entry, and my specialty Spells are Illusion Techniques and Invisibility, among other unconventional thods.”
“At the start, I left an Illusion of myself in place, then I went invisible, grabbed the flag, and left another Illusion of the flag on the spot while hiding at a distance.”
“They, upon freeing themselves, kept fighting over the Illusion of the flag, while the real flag was with the whole ti. Afterwards, I just got lucky and passed.”
Chen Qiu’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. After spending 100,000 rits, he inspected Qu Gui’s Nascent Soul entries, then aningfully patted Qu Gui on the shoulder, smiling, “That’s no small trick of yours.”
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