In the past, I could wield the Lifebound Magic Treasure Primordial Chaos Tripod to smash around, but now the Primordial Chaos Tripod must assist the Golden Core to perform the Senluo Fire Prison, so it can’t be easily used.
I once thought of using the Hundred Craft Mountain left by the Hundred Craft Mountain Master as an attack weapon.
However, that Hundred Craft Mountain is actually the Master’s Lifebound Magic Treasure, and after the owner’s demise, its power was diminished. Additionally, Luo Chen has not had the ti in recent years to refine it, making it impossible to unleash its full power.
In comparison, the scattered killing moves he collected and organized, when brought together, were actually more reliable and handy.
In the future, if there’s a chance to gather so powerful killing moves, perhaps the Seven Scattered Hands of the Demon Monarch could beco eight scattered hands, twelve scattered hands, twenty-three scattered hands, or sothing like that.
In short, the future holds great promise!
Finally, Luo Chen’s gaze fell on the Achievent Points section.
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It’s a number that makes people feel a numb sense of numbness at just a glance.
He hasn’t used Achievent Points for a long ti.
Yet all these years, he never stopped in his steps of Pill Refinent, Tool Casting, Array learning, and learning various killing moves, gradually accumulating to over three hundred.
He rembers very clearly that the last ti he checked the panel, there were only one hundred and fifty points.
In a blink, it accumulated to over three hundred without him noticing.
Apart from the surprise, there’s a greater sense of security.
If he encounters a high-order Pill Formula, Cultivation Technique, or even a Technique in the future, and cannot fathom it himself, these Achievent Points will be the universal key for forced entry into understanding.
Even so incomplete Cultivation Techniques have the chance to be deduced and completed through Achievent Points.
For example, "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra"!
This legendary Cultivation Technique, said to directly lead to the Mahayana Period, all Luo Chen has is the Golden Core Chapter.
Even the Golden Core Chapter is profound and wondrous, extraordinary in its mystic nature.
It transforms Spiritual Root Attributes, refines Qi Power, and greatly enhances control over flas, among others.
As of now, the Golden Core Chapter is absolutely sufficient, and in Luo Chen’s view, the mystical nature of this sutra is more than enough for his Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.
However, Luo Chen has ultimately not reached that realm, and does not understand what is different about cultivation in the Nascent Soul Stage.
Thus, the incomplete "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" has beco a lingering concern in Luo Chen’s future cultivation.
He had initially intended to cultivate this power to Finalization, to see if the system would automatically deduce and complete it, just as the "Yi Mu dicine King Sutra" was automatically completed to the "Evergreen Sutra" after reaching Perfection.
However, proficiency in this power increases too slowly; after decades, it barely reaches Perfection Level, still not at Grandmaster Level.
Moreover, this is rely a backup plan.
The grade of "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" is too high; in case the system cannot automatically deduce the follow-up, he might have to consider using a massive amount of Achievent Points to forcibly complete it.
As for changing Cultivation Technique post-Nascent Soul Stage?
Luo Chen has considered this point but ultimately shelved the plan.
Frequent switching among master Cultivation Techniques causes significant harm to the Spirit Root, and it’s best to maintain consistency.
The so-called Spirit Root is elusive, yet it truly hides within a cultivator’s body.
Specifically, it is not a definite entity but rather a cultivator’s affinity for a type of Heaven and Earth Qi.
Why do those with fewer Spirit Roots cultivate faster?
The reason is that the fewer the Spirit Roots, the higher the affinity for the corresponding Attribute Spiritual Energy.
And the more Spirit Roots, the more they divide and impact affinity for a single Attribute Spiritual Energy, leading to significantly reduced absorption efficiency.
As a cultivator practices a particular Cultivation Technique over the years, their body and Spirit Root beco more attuned to the corresponding attribute’s Spiritual Energy.
Once they switch Cultivation Techniques, this harmonious state is disrupted, harming themselves.
If it’s a technique of the sa type and attribute, the damage is lessened, but there’s still an impact. After all, the body’s ridian operation paths have been accustod over decades to centuries of cultivation.
Luo Chen bears Five Spirit Roots, appearing to have potential for switching among the five paths.
However, the higher the realm, the less dare he rashly shift cultivation paths.
Because none of his Five Spirit Roots has a high affinity with Heaven and Earth Qi.
Unless he could achieve the "Nascent Embryo Body" imagined by so madman back then!
This mythical physique, could not only transfer cultivation techniques freely, but even among the chaos of cosmic turbulence, would allow one to absorb Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to cultivate, truly enviable.
Shaking his head, Luo Chen’s emotions gradually cooled from the previous ecstasy.
"Now that everything is ready, it’s ti to move."
"Those two must have been waiting anxiously by now!"
Luo Chen chuckled lightly, the rush of power throughout his body gave him a great sense of confidence to look down upon everything.
Ding Yi? Moyun Cave Lord?
Ha!
...
Half a month later, by the misty Penghu Bank.
Two figures stood by the shore, quietly waiting for sothing.
A gentle breeze suddenly ca.
A Red-Robed Daoist clad with a Sword Box, treading upon the back of a Flood Python, crossed the lake.
Upon reaching the lake’s edge, the Daoist leaped, holding a Spirit Beast Bag to beckon the giant Flood Python.
"Get in!"
The Black King muttered reluctantly, shrank in size, and flew inside.
After putting the Spirit Beast Bag on his waist, Luo Chen respectfully faced the two.
"Friend Ding, Cave Lord, sorry for keeping you waiting."
Indeed, you have kept us waiting!
The Oblivion Sea phenonon was born over a year ago, and those who should have gone have long since left. The three of them planned for many years but delayed taking action, all thanks to Luo Chen.
Previously, Ding Yi was full of complaints, even willing to rip the veil or force his way into Penghu.
However, now that they actually t Luo Chen, Ding Yi rely snorted coldly, without further words.
The gaze assessing Luo Chen was full of apprehension.
The terrifying aura experienced in that fleeting mont was undeniable.
Now, examining closely, nothing seed unusual, and even Luo Chen’s realm hadn’t apparently advanced to the Late Golden Core Stage.
So what was that terrifying aura after all?
So form of killing move? Or perhaps caused by the Penghu Grand Array? Surely it wasn’t on purpose to scare !
"Eh, Demon Monarch, your face?"
Moyun Cave Lord was also scrutinizing Luo Chen, initially feeling nothing amiss until he realized sothing overlooked.
On closer observation, he noticed the reddish skin on Luo Chen’s face was gone.
Instead, it was as pristine as jade, like infant’s congealed fat.
Ding Yi also suddenly realized; he was focused on trusting his own Divine Consciousness while neglecting what his eyes saw.
The face of Demon King Qingyang!
Skin like congealed fat, face like a jade crown, and dark eyes deep as if they were cold pool abyss, reflecting the filth in people’s hearts.
Especially under the contrast of the red Daoist Robe, that skin color stood out sharply.
Before the lake, morning mist spread, the Daoist exuded an air like a Banished Immortal.
Luo Chen laughed freely, waved dismissively.
"It’s just a small change in complexion, nothing we cultivators need to concern with appearances. Let’s go, I am also eager to proceed!"
With that, he brushed past the two, moving north.
Ding Yi and Moyun Cave Lord exchanged glances, watching Luo Chen’s seemingly taller silhouette from behind, realizing so unknown transformation must have occurred within him.
But with the departure imminent, they didn’t spare thought for guesses and hurried to catch up with his steps.
Two hours after they left.
The sky turned slightly bright, the sun was rising.
Warm sunlight shimred on the clear lake, adorning the Eight Hundred Li Penghu with boundless beauty, and as early risers among cultivators rowed across, ripples ford, enhancing the serene tranquility of this land of the Immortal Clans.
No one noticed that the oppressive mist that once veiled the Eight Hundred Li Penghu had dissipated today.
Nor did anyone notice the silent departure of Master of Peng Lake, Qingyang Zi.
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