"A fifteenfold spirit enhancement?" Bai Xiaochun murmured, shocked by the number of enhancements he had just performed.
"I don't need you to do it right now. You can take the spear with you for now. When you're done, you can come find me!"
With that, Cheng Hao waved his sleeve, sending Bai Xiaochun and the crimson spear flying out of the palace. Then, the main gate of the palace slammed shut.
"Heh. These old freaks are so weird. They're really hard to deal with!"
Crawling up from the ground, Bai Xiaochun mumbled a few words of complaint. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he looked at the red spear standing to the side. His heart immediately bloomed with joy.
"This must have been that old freak's weapon. It must be extraordinarily powerful. Besides, there's no time limit for me to return it. As long as I don't perform a fifteenfold spirit enhancement, I can keep using it. Hahaha! This trip really wasn't in vain!"
Feeling very pleased, he gripped the weapon in his hand, but before he could even get a feel of how powerful it was, a murderous aura shot up into the heavens and into his mind. Although he considered himself to be quite brave, he was still frightened by the sight of it.
WHOOSH!
Waving his hand, he hurled the long red spear forward, which transformed into a bolt of red lightning that slammed into the mountain in front of him, creating a huge hole more than ten meters deep.
"Holy crap!"
Looking at the terrifying destructive power he had unleashed with a casual wave of his hand, a look of shock appeared on his face. Then, his face lit up with joy. Ignoring the murderous aura he had just been feeling, he hurried toward the mountain peak.
Bai Xiaochun happily put the crimson spear into his bag of holding, a proud expression on his face. Flicking his sleeve, he looked every bit the picture of a hero.
"In the future, if anyone dares to defy me, I, Bai Xiaochun, will reduce them to ash with a wave of my hand. Ai. Life really is as lonely as snow!"
After striking a pose for a bit, he realized that no one was appreciating his image as a hero. Losing interest, he rubbed his hands together and headed toward the Outer Sect disciples.
"Sect Uncle Xiaochun, now that I have the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth, how could I not share this good news with my Sect Nephews?"
.....
Cheng Hao wasn't the least bit worried about what kind of chaos Bai Xiaochun would cause in the Spirit Stream Sect now that he had the red spear. His true self had stopped practicing cultivation, and a thoughtful expression could be seen on his face.
Before meeting Cheng Hao, he had been about to ask Bai Xiaochun to show him his turtle-wok, but before he could do so, Cheng Hao decided against it.
It was because in that instant, he felt a gaze. It was a gaze that did not belong to the present, but seemed to have come from the future.
His gaze was as indifferent as water, without the slightest ripple. It was as if he was looking at Cheng Hao as an outsider, without any emotions.
Although the gaze from the future did not have any negative effect on Cheng Hao, it caused a reaction from the mysterious ancient mirror in his Sea of Consciousness. The ancient mirror shook slightly and blocked the gaze, as if it had cut off the connection between the future and the present.
"Did that gaze come from Bai Xiaochun in the future?" After a moment of thought, Cheng Hao came to the conclusion that the gaze had most likely come from Bai Xiaochun in the future.
"So you're saying that this world is the future Bai Xiaochun's version of the river of time? Is it a new world?"
Cheng Hao sighed, and couldn't help but feel a bit helpless.
Sure enough, none of the main characters were easy to deal with. If he didn't have the ancient mirror to protect him, he would have been reduced to ash by the time he tried to take Bai Xiaochun's turtle-wok.
"Ah, whatever. I'll put the matter of the turtle-wok aside for now. It's not worth it to make enemies with an almighty being who can reset the timeline!"
After traversing through several worlds, this was the first time Cheng Hao had met someone who could restart the timeline. Cheng Hao had no choice but to pay attention to the karma of such an existence. Even if the ancient mirror could cut off the future, he still had to think carefully before making a decision.
.....
Time passed. In the blink of an eye, three years had gone by.
During those three years, Cheng Hao had been in secluded meditation without being disturbed, and had enjoyed a rare moment of peace and quiet.
During those three years, Cheng Hao's martial path in the Human Immortal Realm still hadn't reached the level of having the corporeal form of a fist. However, his cultivation of the Yang God Immortal Realm was progressing well. He had already passed his fifth Lightning Tribulation, and was now in the Intuitive Impulse level.
Of course, he had made the most progress in his cultivation of the Daoist scripture. Cheng Hao had long since completed his cultivation of the Arcane Pocket Realm in the Dao Palace, and had even completed most of the Four Extremes Arcane Pocket Realms.
The Four Extreme Secret Realms had a total of four small realms. It mainly cultivated the four limbs, reaching the realm where one's hands and feet could see through the heavens and the earth, and every raise of one's hand was a Law Profound Technique. For Cheng Hao's four limbs that had long been tempered by the Martial Qi and Blood of the Human Immortal, cultivating the Four Extreme Secret Realms was simply twice the effort for half the result.
On one particular day, four figures appeared in a restricted area of the Spirit Stream Sect that no one had ever dared to enter. Based on the pressure they emanated, it was easy to tell that they were Nascent Soul cultivators.
One of the four figures was an old man in a blood-colored robe, who seemed a bit displeased. "Patriarch Spirit Stream, the River-Defying Sect has just been established, and it's time for us to fight our way into the eastern Middle Reaches and replace the Sky River Court. Why did you bring us here?"
"Keep your voice down," Patriarch Spirit Stream Sect said. "There's a god-spirit in that restricted area, and he can travel through the starry sky at will. If we can get his support, then the River-Defying Sect will definitely be able to replace the Sky River Court!"
The four of them landed in front of the palace at the top of the mountain. Patriarch Spirit Stream clasped hands and bowed respectfully, his voice tinged with nervousness.
"Senior, I have a report to make. Please show yourself!"
WHIZZZ!
Suddenly, the space at the top of the mountain began to tremble violently. Layers of space began to collapse rapidly. Amidst the collapsing space, Cheng Hao, who was surrounded by lightning and countless small worlds, strolled over.
"What is it?"
Standing in the void and ignoring the collapsing void around him, Cheng Hao looked down at the four people below him like a god overlooking all living beings.
"Senior, the Spirit Stream Sect, along with the Blood Stream Sect, the Pill Stream Sect, and the Profound Stream Sect, are now part of the River-Defying Sect. Tomorrow, we'll be heading upstream toward the Middle Reaches of the Heavenspan River to compete with the Sky River Sect for the right to become the Middle Reaches sect.
"Alright," Patriarch Spirit Stream said. "You may return. Tomorrow, I'll make my move!"
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