novelraw Chapter 1236 646: After All, It's You (2)
Chapter 1236 646: After All, It's You (2)
A disciple let out a tragic scream. His hair was disheveled, and as he cried, his eyes were bloodshot, appearing crazed.
"No! I borrowed that Third-stage Bloodline Beast Bone from the elder! Agghhhh. Don't eat it..."
Crunch, crunch.
Holding his head proudly, Brussel was a blur, no disciple could even come close to catching him. Accelerating into the distance, he continued gnawing on the bone until it vanished. When he did not retrieve the bone, thinking of Elder Li's wrath, the disheveled disciple began to weaken. With a furious howl, he shot off after Brussel.
He was not the only one. Hundreds of furious disciples began chasing Brussel, yet none of them were fast enough. As he sped towards Irispetal Peak, they could only watch with wide eyes. Even as the crowd pursued him, the piercing sound of a cold wind suddenly reverberated like thunder.
The Peak Lord of Irispetal Peak appeared, an elderly woman. She stared coldly at the hundreds of disciples and said, "What a shocking behavior! Look at all of you, scaring poor Little Bruce half to death! In my view, you people need better things to occupy your time!"
The disciples trembled as they clasped their hands in greeting. As for Brussel, he huddled behind the old lady, big eyes looking very adorable as he rubbed against her leg.
Internally, the disciples seethed, but none dared to say a single thing. Their hatred towards Brussel continued to rise to new heights.
"So what if he eats a few things here and there?" the old lady continued. "It's not important! Whatever he eats, I will compensate. Now leave this place and stop bullying Brussel!" After giving the disciples a final glare, the elderly lady looked kindly at Brussel and patted his head. Brussel's response seemed even more charming than usual. He even licked her hand like a puppy.
The disciples could only grit their teeth in anger. In their view, they weren't bullying Brussel; he was bullying them!
However, considering a Peak Lord stood with him, they were powerless. They could only swallow their anger and abandon any thoughts of causing trouble. Of course, their fury was soon displaced onto Yan Xiaobao.
"It's all Yan Xiaobao's fault. He's the one who created this detestable combat beast!"
"This Battle Beast is despicable! Fine. Stealing bras. Pilfering our food. Female disciples are frustrated with it just as elders and Peak Lords are. They ruined that thing!"
In his meditation, Yan Xiaobao suddenly sneezed. He opened his eyes for a moment, then returned to his breathing exercises. As for his cultivation base, it was nearing the big circle of Qi Condensation Level 10. Another month passed, and Brussel's behavior continued worsening. The male disciples intent on finding a reason to challenge Yan Xiaobao were at their wits' end, yet remained completely unable to take any action regarding the matter.
It was when Yan Xiaobao's cultivation base ultimately entered the big circle of Qi Condensation Level 10. Clearly, he had reached a barrier difficult to pass.
"The only thing left is Foundation Establishment!" he thought, taking a deep breath, his eyes filled with anticipation. Foundation Establishment comes in several different types: Mortalstring, Earthstring, and the legendary Heavenstring, all of which increase lifespan differently, specifically by 100 years, 200 years, and 500 years.
Considering the slim chance, Yan Xiaobao never considered reaching the Heavenstring Foundation. In the entire 10,000-year history of Spirit Stream Sect, only a few ever reached the Heavenstring Foundation, and it was achieved merely through randomly obtaining some heavenstring energy.
"Generally speaking, most people achieve Mortalstring, which requires a Foundation Establishment Pill. Earthstring Foundation Establishment requires Earth Energy... Of course, even Earthstring Foundation Establishment is divided into strong and weak. It all depends on whether at the moment one achieves Foundation Establishment, and how many tides occur in one's Spiritual Ocean! At least one, at most nine!
"Then there's my physical prowess. I'm already at a degree of being able to touch the first shackle. Whether I make a breakthrough with the Immortal golden skin or using Dragon Mammoth Sea to form the power of the Bible, I should be able to break that fetter. If I break through in both ways, who knows how strong I'll become!?" From Bai Xiaobao's memory, Foundation Establishment Pills could be purchased from the sect in exchange for merits. It came at a high price, but considering how much he'd already saved, he could afford it if he wished. Yet he was unwilling to do such a thing. After all, Mortalstring Foundation Establishment, also known as Mortal-Dao, only increased lifespan by 100 years.
After plenty of consideration, Yan Xiaobao created a transmission jade sliding plate, then sent a message to Li Qinghou, inquiring for more information regarding Earth Energy.
Shortly after, when Li Qinghou replied to his message, the jade glowed softly in the light. Yan Xiaobao immediately sent some spiritual power into the jade sliding plate, then Li Qinghou's voice began echoing in his mind.
"I was initially planning to tell you about this matter later, but in three months, 150 from the North Shore and 100 from the South Shore, all inner disciples at Qi Condensation Level 10, will gather in the hall at Mount Daoseed.
"The reason is that three Foundation Holy Lands are set to open. As for you, you will proceed to Fallen Sword Abyss where you shall compete with everyone else to obtain Earth Energy, then use it to arrive at the Earthstring Foundation. If you succeed, you will gain an additional 200 years of life. This will be an important step in your pursuit of immortality!"
As he stared at the jade sliding plate, panting nervously, a tremor passed through Yan Xiaobao.
"Earthstring Foundation Establishment can increase lifespan by 200 years!" His eyes flashed with desire for a moment, but then he hesitated. "Competing with others sure will involve fierce battles...
"But it's 200 years we're talking about!" He continued wrestling with the matter, his fascination with being able to live forever causing his eyes to rapidly turn bloodshot.
Yan Xiaobao was not the only one informed in advance of the upcoming event; soon, news of the three Foundation Holy Lands opening spread throughout both the North and South Shores.
The three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands are Fallen Sword Abyss, Lone Hell Pocket Kingdom, and Primordial Spirit Hollow. Every sixty years, they open simultaneously, and now, the time had come.
Of course, Spirit Flow Sect isn't the only sect eligible to send people into the three Holy Lands. In the downstream Eastern Cultivation World, all Four Great Sects send disciples. Spirit Flow Sect is merely one of the Four Great Sects.
Fallen Sword Abyss is considered the best of the three Holy Lands, with Lone Hell Pocket Realm and Primordial Spirit Hollow as secondary. According to legend, Fallen Sword Abyss contains a massive amount of energy, hence the ranking order of the Holy Lands.
These legends have existed for a long time, but on every occasion that Fallen Sword Abyss was opened, no one ever obtained any energy.
The competition for Earth Energy will be a bloody battle, and only the fittest will survive!
Discussions concerning the three Foundation Establishment Holy Lands spread widely across both the North Shore and South Shore. All inner disciples at Qi Condensation Level 10 talked about it with complete and utter excitement.
"There'll definitely be a bloody massacre. Of those qualified to compete for Earthstring Foundation Establishment, quite a few died... Incidentally, I've heard that this is the first formal instance of the Four Sects competing against one another. The number of people from a specific sect successfully entering Earthstring Foundation Establishment will impact how many are sent next time."
"Ah, it's not fair! The difference between Mortalstring and Earthstring is substantial. Earthstring Foundation Establishment can completely crush Mortalstring. They're on entirely different levels."
Naturally, some people became nervous because of stories about the violence and bloody battles occurring inside. Some of them favored the safety of Mortal-Dao Foundation Establishment, the hundreds of years of longevity, and the glory of being able to crush the people beneath them.
Three months later, at dawn, the solemn sound of ringing bells could be heard on Mount Daoseed. Seven Peak Lords flew through the air with grim expressions, each followed by dozens of disciples.
Elsewhere in the sect, disciples raised their heads to watch as people soared through the skies towards Mount Daoseed. All these people were widely known, and other disciples could identify them by name.
From the North Shore came Beihan Lie, Xu Song, Gongsun Wan'er, Beihan Feng, and Gongsun Yun, surrounded by swirling black mist and ghosts...
A similar scene could be seen on the South Shore, as disciples from Green Crest Peak, Fragrant Cloud Peak, and Violet Cauldron Peak eagerly looked into the sky. Xu Baocai was one of them, eagerly clutching his notebook, recording everything happening.
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