Chapter 338: Chapter 42 Golden Core Late Stage
Lu Qingshan walked out of the secret chamber, his face showing a faint sense of relief after avenging a great wrong, mixed with a touch of lancholy.
“For a Sword Cultivator, indulging in personal quests for justice isn’t wrong,” Zhuan Zhu’s emotions were complicated, but upon seeing Lu Qingshan co out, he still took the initiative to nod and greet him, “However, the group knockout phase of the Seven Domains Debate Dao will begin tomorrow, so you should hurry back and prepare well, adjust your state, and don’t let these events affect your performance later.”
Lu Qingshan expressed his gratitude, “Thank you for your concern, Great Master Zhuan Zhu.”
After bidding farewell to the two mighty cultivators, Lu Qingshan quickly left the place.
Watching Lu Qingshan’s gradually disappearing figure, Zhuan Zhu smacked his lips, his expression sowhat conflicted.
The unobtainable is always unsettling.
“This Sword Sect, they recruit only the peerless geniuses, hence it grows stronger and stronger.
It is also due to this increasing strength that the real seeds of Sword Dao, nine tis out of ten, end up entering the gates of the Sword Sect.” Zhuan Zhu sighed, “With this cycle continuing, the Sword Sect’s dominant position will only beco more evident, leaving no chance for the newcors to catch up….”
After Lu Qingshan and Zhuan Zhu had left, King Qing i once again entered the secret chamber, staring at the bodies of the thirteen Underworld Cultivators, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.
This clash with the Underworld, seemingly smooth by accident, but in reality, King Qing i had always had a question that he couldn’t find an answer to.
These Nascent Soul Cultivators were all subordinates of Asura, commanded by Asura, and did not hold high ranks.
Theoretically, they shouldn’t be able to co into contact with soone of Chang Geng Sect Leader’s stature, and the interrogation seed to confirm this.
So why, when their identities were revealed, did it force Chang Geng Sect Leader to burst out and resolutely explode his identity, committing an act that seed like fleeing but was actually akin to delivering himself to death?
This didn’t appear to be a move of desperation, but rather like going with the flow.
Was there another conspiracy?
It did not seem likely.
After all, for a cultivator of Chang Geng Sect Leader’s distinguished status, how much effort and what a trendous price the Underworld would have to pay to develop him as an inside agent, how could they afford to use him as a disposable pawn?
A confrontation that started fiercely but ended laly led to layers of fog, making it impossible for King Qing i to see through.
….
Back inside the wooden tower, Lu Qingshan’s expression beca serious, his thoughts drifting.
Although he had always been working to alter the storyline between the Underworld and the Human Race, due to his own lack of strength, this was truly the first ti he’d made a real change in history.
The disturbance that occurred in Debate Dao City, although most people did not know exactly what happened or that the true identity of Chang Geng of the Rinsing Spirit Sect was actually an Underworld spy and had been exposed,
Such a major disturbance still had a significant impact, causing many cultivators to talk amongst themselves.
And in his previous life, the Seven Domains Debate Dao had proceeded without such chaos until the very end.
Moreover, if he rembered correctly, by the ti of the finals, Chang Geng Sect Leader was still one of the host cultivators of the Seven Domains Debate Dao, safe and sound.
Even until before his transmigration, Chang Geng Sect Leader’s identity had not been revealed.
The exposing of such a prominent Underworld inside agent must surely have profound and lasting positive effects.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingshan couldn’t help but glance at the Western Rat King, who had no idea what he had done, and couldn’t help but smile wryly.
Because fundantally, such a major turn in history was all thanks to the creature before him, the small and resourceful mouse.
The Underworld’s ticulous plans or brilliant strategies were always unexpectedly uncovered by the Western Rat King’s inexplicably good luck, embodying the notion of overpowering skill with brute force.
Could this be the so-called fool’s conquest over a master?
Lu Qingshan muttered to himself.
Putting those thoughts aside, as Zhuan Zhu had said, the most important thing for him now was the Seven Domains Debate Dao.
His gaze shifted, and the glowing lines of small characters in front of him flickered.
The Experience Points section of the Attribute Panel showed a number he had never seen before.
The thirteen Nascent Soul Cultivators, like lambs to the slaughter, were effortlessly defeated by him.
Yet the experience points were completely granted to him, along with the additional rewards for overcoming levels, making his current experience points reach the millions for the first ti.
1.06 million experience points.
An enormous sum that could even elevate him to Golden Core Perfection, also the most crucial leverage for him to win the Seven Domains Debate Dao and claim the “Great Xia Scripture” reward.
With a grand sweep of his hand, Lu Qingshan had added 500,000 experience points to his Taoist Treasury Cultivation Technique.
“Taoist Treasury has advanced to lv11, Spiritual Power Value 1000!”
“Your rank has advanced to the Golden Core Late Stage, Divine Sense 50!”
“Taoist Treasury has advanced to lv12, Spiritual Power Value 1000!”
….
“Taoist Treasury has advanced to lv15, Spiritual Power Value 1000!”
With the rise in the Cultivation Technique level and change in rank, his body underwent extrely exaggerated changes.
Rich Spiritual Energy continuously erged in his ridians and Dantian, converging towards the Nine-Pattern Golden Pill in his Dantian.
Eyes closed and in deep ditation, Lu Qingshan gathered all the Spiritual Power in his ridians into his Dantian, focusing on breaking through.
Above the Golden Core, a Spiritual Power vortex quickly ford and grew larger, absorbing Spiritual Energy at an increasing rate.
In the ongoing process of devouring Spiritual Energy, the surface of the Golden Core beca more rounded, incarnating a greedy behemoth that voraciously devoured all the Spiritual Power gathered in Lu Qingshan’s Dantian.
In just a few monts, the terrifying Spiritual Energy had been completely devoured by the Nine-Pattern Golden Pill.
The next instant, the Golden Core swelled drastically in size, growing from the size of a broad bean to much larger, and its form also beca more solid. Then, a fierce purple-golden light flashed by.
Success! Golden Core Late Stage!
Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.
Though his experience points were sufficient for him to break through to Golden Core Perfection, Lu Qingshan chose to exercise restraint unless necessary.
After all, he was still at the Golden Core Middle Stage just three days ago.
Advancing from the Golden Core Middle Stage to the Golden Core Late Stage in three days, thanks to ample accumulation, was understandable.
But he hadn’t left Debate Dao City during these three days, solely resting inside a wooden building; naturally, he hadn’t encountered any special opportunities either.
In such circumstances, if he were to achieve an exaggerated leap from the Golden Core Middle Stage to Golden Core Perfection, it would appear too shocking and could potentially attract malicious cultivators with ulterior motives.
So, after so thought, Lu Qingshan decided to stop after advancing his Cultivation to the peak of Golden Core Late Stage.
….
On the third morning, while Lu Qingshan was ditating inside his wooden building, a voice suddenly resonated, entering his ears.
“One thousand contestants from the elimination round, assemble in the square and prepare to head to the Minor World Debate Domain!
The elimination round officially begins today!
Cultivators who wish to watch may also head to the Debate Domain to spectate!”
The authoritative voice spread throughout the city.
Lu Qingshan abruptly opened his eyes, his spirits high.
Finally, the elimination round had begun.
This ant that this session of the Seven Domains Debate Dao was nearing its end.
Because once the elimination round ended, the finals would be next.
In the residential area, the top ten thousand cultivators from the Seal Spirit Tower’s second trial gradually erged from their wooden buildings and gathered in the square.
Upon reaching the square, Lu Qingshan imdiately saw a burly man in a white robe hovering in the air.
He was tall and imposing, his presence deep and powerful, his whole body radiating a terrifying pressure.
The burly man in the white robe looked down at the crowd, and seeing everyone had arrived, waved his hand, casting countless rays of Spiritual Light that enveloped their bodies.
A mysterious pulling force erged, seemingly intending to envelop them all.
Despite feeling that he still had the strength to resist this pulling force, Lu Qingshan did not do so, allowing the Spiritual Light to pull him along.
“Do not resist,” the burly man’s authoritative voice sounded.
The next mont, all the cultivators were transported into the Debate Domain.
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