"I can confirm that this world isn't an illusion. It might be the Supreme Emperor Heaven or a part of it …"
Chung Shen-soo started to think inside the secret history book.
He had been in contact with the outside world for the past four years and had a deep understanding of this world.
"This is a world of mortals. Talent isn't the most important thing here. As long as there are enough resources, even trash can become immortals!
"The suppression of realms here is extremely terrifying. If both sides are in perfect condition, it's impossible to challenge someone who's a whole realm higher! "A Foundation Establishment cultivator can kill a Qi Refinement cultivator, a Golden Core cultivator can kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator in less than a few moves …
"However, according to the records, there was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator who escaped the pursuit of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at the cost of being seriously injured. He was then regarded as a rare genius. After that, he became a Soul Formation cultivator and ascended to the Spiritual Realm."
Ascension! The Spiritual Realm!
These were two extremely important concepts.
Zhong Shenxiu even suspected that the former Supreme Emperor Heaven had already been shattered. Or perhaps it was like Seven Lights Heavens, divided into different worlds.
The world that Lu Wenyuan was in was undoubtedly the lowest level!
"Also … I feel like there's something wrong with the Dao of this world!"
Chung Shen-soo had also inherited part of the ancient Dao of the Supreme Emperor Heaven, so he could naturally see that the Dao of the current cultivation world was very different from the ancient Dao.
It could even be said that other than the similar names of the realms, it was a completely different path.
"That's interesting … Could it be that the Primeval Battlefield carries out a battle for orthodoxies?"
From this point of view, the defeat of the ancient cultivators and the dominance of the mortal cultivators had already explained a lot.
"Should I … spread the Dao?"
As soon as Chung Shen-soo had this thought, a huge fear appeared in his heart as if he had seen the shadow of death.
This made him realize that if he spread the new Dao in this world, he would be involved in a supreme battle for no reason. It was almost certain that he would die!
"Also, I don't know who the supreme being that left this legacy behind is. I don't know which side he stands on, and what his attitude is towards me …"
Chung Shen-soo heaved a sigh. "Could it be … that we have no choice but to train this Lu Wenyuan to the so-called 'Divinity Transformation' realm, and then use his ascension to sneak into the Spiritual Realm to obtain more information?"
The orthodoxy of this world was extremely particular about aptitude.
With a single Spiritual Root being the most common, it was known as the Heaven Spiritual Root, followed by mutated Spiritual Roots and Dual Spiritual Roots.
Next, it was Lu Wenyuan's turn to have three spiritual roots. Although his aptitude was average, it was much better than the pseudo spiritual roots of four and five spiritual roots.
As for temperament?
After so many years of observation, Chung Shen-soo felt that … he was just average.
Knowing when to advance and when to retreat, acting cautiously, these were the basic qualities of the cultivators of this world.
"So, you can only rely on fate … With me helping you, if you still can't reach the Soul Formation stage within a thousand years, just kill it and find another host!"
Chung Shen-soo secretly set a small goal for Lu Wenyuan.
…
In reality.
Lu Wenyuan heaved a long sigh.
If he had a choice, he would definitely cultivate in the family like before.
By hiding his cultivation level, he could easily complete the tasks assigned to him, thus saving a lot of time for cultivation.
As for not having the resources of the family to support him? This was not a problem at all for someone as rich as him.
Unfortunately …
After reaching the 10th level of the Qi Refinement realm, his Verdant Wood Art could no longer be improved. He had to find a Foundation Establishment opportunity.
Therefore, he could only end his current peaceful life and go out to look for opportunities.
As for the family?
The last time he sold everything he had, he could not hope for at least 50 years.
In fact, as Lu Ci's life was gradually approaching its end, there was a risk of destruction!
After thinking this through, Lu Wenyuan reported to the family the next day, directly applying for a long leave, and went out to look for opportunities.
At the moment, Lu Wenyuan did not attract much attention in the family. He was just a small nobody.
However, the elder of the Mission Hall still remembered him. He held his hand and earnestly advised him for a long time about how dangerous the outside world was and so on.
Lu Wenyuan spread his hands, indicating that he would not be able to improve his cultivation level if he did not go out to look for resources.
Seeing this scene, the elder of the Mission Hall was also helpless. Knowing that the family's situation was not good, and Lu Xiaotian's failure to reach Foundation Establishment directly affected the cultivation of Qi Refinement disciples for the next few decades, he could only agree to let Lu Wenyuan go out to find a way out.
…
Lu Wenyuan left Tai Qing Mountain and headed all the way east.
His target was the 'Pill Tripod Gate' that was thousands of miles to the east!
This sect was similar to the Soaring Cloud Sect. It was also a lower sect of the Beginning Sect, but it was famous in the State of Liang's cultivation world for its alchemy skills.
Lu Wenyuan thought that his spiritual root was considered average, and his cultivation level was not bad either. Coupled with his alchemy skills, there was no problem at all for him to join this sect.
Moreover, it was said that the Pill Tripod Gate gave preferential treatment to alchemists. Coupled with their excellent alchemy skills, every time they opened the furnace, they would refine a few more Foundation Establishment Pills than the Soaring Cloud Sect.
Regardless of whether he joined the Pill Tripod Gate or not, it might be easier for him to freeload Foundation Establishment Pills there!
"With my aptitude, it's a little difficult for me to reach Foundation Establishment with just one Foundation Establishment Pill. But it doesn't matter. With my current transcendence energy, I can already maintain the pills for a few days …"
"When the time comes, I can completely accumulate many Foundation Establishment Pills and consume them all together … It's best if there's also a True Pill mixed in. Then, Foundation Establishment will be in the bag!"
Lu Wenyuan often did clan missions and even fought with bandit cultivators. He had experience in traveling far.
When he went out this time, he directly put all the cultivator items he had on him into his storage bag and pretended to be an ordinary person of the pugilistic world. He mixed in with the group of mortals. Although the journey was slow, it was safe.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
On this day, Lu Wenyuan disguised himself as a tea merchant. He carried two baskets of tea leaves and placed them on the back of a horse. He mixed in with a caravan of mortals.
"Brother Lu, you're really skilled and bold in traveling alone. I admire you."
Within the caravan, a fat man with a black mole on his face said with a smile, "The Northern Mang Road isn't very peaceful. But Brother Lu, your skills are really strong. The money you've earned from this trip is equivalent to three months of business for my shop …"
"You're flattering me. It's just hard-earned money."
Lu Wenyuan laughed in a familiar manner.
At this moment, his expression changed and he glanced towards the east without anyone noticing.
Not long after, there were two figures, one chasing and the other fleeing, heading towards the caravan.
Lu Wenyuan recognized at a glance that these two were cultivators. The woman in black running in front was probably at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Disciple. The man chasing after her had a higher cultivation, at the eighth level of Qi Disciple.
"We're traveling with the caravan. Don't bother with other people's business!"
The fat man who spoke earlier was laughing and talking about his experience. He also told the caravan to avoid these two suspicious' martial artists'.
Suddenly, the man at the back saw that the woman in front of him was running too fast. He was afraid that she would rush into the caravan and take advantage of the chaos to escape. He immediately patted his storage bag and two black iron claws appeared. They flickered with spiritual light. One grabbed at the woman while the other flew towards the caravan. It seemed like he wanted to be a step ahead and disperse the crowd.
"Immortal cultivator!"
The fat man's face turned pale.
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