The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True - Chapter 620

Chapter 620: Chapter 420: The Answer Given by the Ancient Ancestor. _2

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Ancestor Huang felt the same, murmuring to himself with emotion.

Beside him.

Ancestor Yun, however, remained silent, but in the depths of his pupils, a revelation shone through. This mysterious ancestor from the Ancient God Clan was not as composed on the inside as he appeared on the surface.

Suddenly.

As if remembering something.

Ancestor Dungu’s gaze shifted to Ancestor Huang and he asked, “Huang, if this kid is so important, if it’s only Huang Yi… What if…”

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Upon hearing this.

Huang Yi, who had been standing by like an invisible man, couldn’t help but give an embarrassed chuckle.

“Dungu, you don’t understand!”

Ancestor Yun spoke up.

But the first sentence he uttered made Dungu’s eyes flare with anger.

If it weren’t for the fact that he needed to go to the Martial Arts Arena in a while to cleanse the memories of his clan members, he would have truly liked to give him a severe beating.

“Peace, peace….”

Ancestor Huang hurried forward with a chuckle, then explained, “Dungu, it’s precisely because this child has such an inconceivable talent that I sent Huang Yi.”

“Although Huang Yi is only at the early stage of a Realm Master’s cultivation, he is a fragment of my Divine thought and will absolutely not reveal the child’s secrets.”

“Secondly, while Huang Yi’s cultivation may be low, he possesses the Great Dao of Space, allowing him to perform space jumps at the level of a Lord of Domain.”

“More importantly, don’t you think that sometimes… a lower cultivation can in fact be safer?”

At last.

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Ancestor Huang posed a smiling counterquestion.

At this moment.

“I see!”

Ancestor Dungu suddenly realized.

One must realize.

He didn’t like using his brain, but that didn’t mean that a Lord of Domain who had lived through countless Yuan Years was without intellect.

Not using one’s brain and not having a brain to use are completely different things.

“I understand now, if we dispatch someone with too high of a cultivation to protect the child, it would attract attention and increase the risk of exposure.”

Dungu slapped his forehead, exclaiming loudly.

“Exactly, that’s the reason.”

Ancestor Huang nodded with a smile.

This Huang Yi was a God Soul created from his cultivation of Divine powers, with its own individual consciousness yet ensuring absolute trust.

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What’s more crucial is that this separated Huang Yi, although starting from scratch in terms of cultivation, was still able to use the Divine power techniques only a Lord of Domain could use.

This was the reason why Huang Yi, despite being at the early stage of a Realm Master, could carry out Space Travel in the Endless Chaos.

…

…

In the Martial Arts Arena.

After the baptism of nine Thunder Tribulations of Law.

The Chaos liver within Xuanqing’s body had become extremely pure, with the vast Wood Attribute laws providing him with an endless supply of life energy.

“Compared to before, this middle stage of True Monarch cultivation of mine has become at least ten times more formidable!”

Regarding this.

Xuanqing felt a bit surprised as the increase was much more than he had imagined.

However, on second thought, the records of the middle stage of True Monarch probably did not account for anyone able to withstand nine Heavenly Tribulations with their physical body alone.

And he… the Chaos liver he had formed had perished and regenerated under the Thunder Tribulation of Law, destroyed and reborn in repeated cycles dozens of times.

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Under such circumstances, for a small jump in realm to result in a tenfold increase in combat power seemed quite reasonable.

With a thought.

“Open Character Panel!”

[Name]: Xuanqing

[Faction]: Ancient God Clan

[Cultivation]: Middle Stage of Chaos True Monarch

[Rating]: 400W

[Ingots]: 86.8 Trillion

[Chaos Point Balance]: 91012

On the Character Panel, the ‘Half-step’ in his Cultivation column had disappeared, turning into the bona fide Middle Stage of Chaos True Monarch.

The rating also jumped from just under two million to more than double that, reaching four million.

It’s worth mentioning.

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This rating is not a measure of combat strength but rather the total amount of energy in the body, meaning the amount of energy required for the origin projection of Xuanqing, this Game character.

As for the remaining Ingots and Chaos Points, there was no need to say much more.

…

After leaving the Martial Arts Arena.

Just as before, the guard outside greeted Xuanqing and congratulated him on his successful passage through the Thunder Tribulation of Law.

Regarding this,

Xuanqing had already speculated in his heart, and with a glance towards the Ancient Main Peak, he cupped his fists at the guard and then left the Martial Arts Arena.

…

…

Pan God Peak.

Back at the Taoist temple,

For a while,

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Xuanqing found himself with idle time on his hands.

Firstly, speaking of cultivation, without the complete cultivation resources of a Small Thousand Worlds, and relying solely on the absorption of scattered Chaos Energy, it would probably take one year to condense a miniature Small Thousand World on the liver of chaos within his body.

To cultivate the liver of chaos to perfection, it would certainly be impossible without several thousand years.

Perhaps,

this speed, in the eyes of other cultivators, was already an extraordinary feat, but for Xuanqing, it was much too slow.

One must know,

since he started his cultivation journey until now, he had not cultivated for a thousand years in total, and now just for one small realm to reach perfection, he needed several thousand years – how could that be acceptable?

“The matter of cultivation still depends on the refining of a complete Small Thousand Worlds.”

“I hope that Chieftain Xuan Zhen of the Nine Skies Xuan Bird Clan can bring back the Small Thousand Worlds soon.”

Xuanqing murmured softly.

Of course, he didn’t place all his hopes on others. If he had to wait too long, he might need to look for other solutions.

For example, visiting the mission hall to see if there were any tasks he could do, or figuring out a way to return to the Dark Realm again and use Ancestor Chi Ying to fleece the wool, so to speak, of the Perpetual Star sun.

…

Spring went and autumn came again, another year.

On Pan God Peak,

a figure strolled through the ‘orchard,’ occasionally stopping to touch the trees and employing an exceedingly extraordinary divine power to accelerate the growth of the trees.

This figure was Xuanqing, who was using time acceleration to make the Chaos Flat Peach trees and Ancient God Fruit trees grow rapidly.

Since one year ago, when he had crossed the thunder tribulation of the Middle Stage of True Monarch,

Xuanqing began to live a happy life of daily enjoyment with Xuan Wu.

But, having been accustomed to being busy, he soon felt a sense of emptiness, and even the pleasure of the transformation of life couldn’t fill this void in his heart.

Therefore,

Xuanqing decided to find something to do for himself.

That’s why he ended up in the orchard, using time acceleration on the trees.

…

After dealing with the tree matters,

he was idle once more.

So,

he returned to a life of daily festivities, and while Xuanqing might feel empty, Xiaowu certainly thrived.

The bloodline of the Ancient God Clan greatly stimulated that strand of Chaos Fire Phoenix bloodline within her during their union.

For Xuanqing, without depleting the resources or hunting to extinction, the gains he could achieve were quite limited, mainly just a sense of pleasure.

But for Xiaowu, not only could she harvest this sense of pleasure, but her very bloodline was also advancing swiftly.

Sometimes,

if one’s own cultivation talent isn’t adequate, that doesn’t mean all is lost—if luck is on their side, and they can find a Dao Companion of exceptional talent, it could yet be a path to Rome.

One day,

after their joyful time,

Xiaowu, while tidying up, looked at Sir lying beside her with closed eyes, silent, and couldn’t help but speak up and ask,

“Sir, have you been troubled by anything lately?”

Xuanqing opened his eyes, and with a resigned tone, said, “These days, I’ve been feeling rather listless, not knowing when Xuan Zhen would bring back that Small Thousand Worlds.”

Upon hearing this,

Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, as she had thought it was her performance just now that might have upset Sir.

If it had nothing to do with her, all the better.

Over these days of pleasure, their relationship had gradually warmed, evolving from a maid and Sir to that of Sir and his concubine.

Xuanqing also picked out some less important matters to share with Xiaowu, telling her about himself being an Inheritor who had come up from the Lower Realm.

Her eyes darting about, she roughly guessed what Sir was thinking.

He must have been accustomed to the fast pace of cultivation in the Lower Realm and couldn’t get used to the leisurely life in the Endless Chaos.

“Sir, if you are truly bored, you could try practicing some miscellaneous skills, such as alchemy, artifact refining… and the like,”

Xiaowu suggested casually as she continued to tidy up.

Upon hearing this,

a light shone in Xuanqing’s eyes.

After a breakthrough in his cultivation, he had not yet practiced any combat techniques that matched his new level. The Dust-suppressing Heaven which he had previously comprehended seemed a bit outdated now.