Chapter 529 - 481: Summary

Chapter 529: Chapter 481: Summary

Chu Mu gazed up at the gray expanse beyond this small world, his thoughts drifting along with it.

The so-called concept of a self-contained world was undoubtedly a level difficult to define.

This crude space of his could be considered a self-contained world.

The vast Secret Realms could also be considered self-contained worlds.

But without exception, both were mere empty shells. Their inner cores were nothing but reflections of this Cultivation Immortal World.

A true self-contained world would have to possess its own complete set of worldly laws. Only then could it be considered a world in the truest sense.

’Cultivation... Cultivation Immortal...’

’Can an Immortal truly... create heaven and earth...?’

Chu Mu’s eyes flickered. After a long moment, he suppressed the countless unrealistic fantasies in his mind. As he looked again at the narrow space before him, his gaze grew calm.

Then, his figure flickered and, in the next instant, he vanished from this space.

’Spirit Beast Bag... The name... Perhaps calling it a Qiankun Bag would be more fitting.’

In the ship’s cabin, Chu Mu picked up the cloth bag and couldn’t help but smile.

A Qiankun Bag. A bag that contains Qiankun—the universe itself. It truly lived up to its name!

If he had the chance in the future to continue refining the space within, and if he could walk further on the Immortal Path, perhaps it could even reach the realm of legends.

Containing all of heaven and earth... the name "Qiankun" might just become a reality.

The Qiankun Bag, the Nine Dragon Prison Suppression Tower... the futures of these two treasures were both rooted in space, in Qiankun!

After examining it for a moment, Chu Mu raised his hand, and the cloth bag named Qiankun hung itself at his waist. As he slowly lifted his head, the smile on his face vanished completely, replaced by a coldness like ten-thousand-year-old ice.

The Corpse Puppet... It wanted to devour its master!

He stared indifferently at the Corpse Puppet being torn at by Wangcai. He circulated his Divine Sense, and the Slave Seal planted deep within the Corpse Puppet’s Divine Soul began to grind like a millstone, crushing its Divine Soul again and again. The agony originating from the soul was like the cruelest torture in the world, inflicted upon the Corpse Puppet over and over.

Even if the Corpse Puppet’s Spiritual Wisdom was incomplete, it could still perceive pain.

And even if it couldn’t, he, its master, would make it perceive it with absolute clarity.

He had long expected that the Corpse Puppet would try to devour its master.

What he hadn’t expected was that he was still perfectly safe, and it had acted on what couldn’t even be called an opportunity. This Corpse Puppet had immediately started to rebel!

Moreover...

This seemed to show that the Corpse Puppet’s Spiritual Wisdom was not as dull and low as he had thought. Its intelligence wasn’t low at all; it had merely been instinctively hiding it, waiting for the right moment to deliver a fatal blow.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have launched a sudden attack right after he entered the Qiankun Bag, attempting to destroy the bag and, by extension, annihilate him.

"That’s enough!"

After a good while, he spoke to stop Wangcai. His gaze toward the Corpse Puppet slowly returned to a state of calm.

’In the end, it’s just a meat shield, one of my slaves.’

Whether a Corpse Puppet or a Spirit Beast, as long as it was a slave, the creature’s basic instinct would be to resist.

Cases like Wangcai—where there were no tangible restraints, only the bond of daily companionship—achieving a rapport that even contracts struggled to enforce were exceptionally rare.

A low growl rumbled.

Wangcai scurried over, glanced at Chu Mu, then crouched slightly and snarled twice at the Corpse Puppet, as if scolding the traitorous creature.

Chu Mu glanced at the Corpse Puppet, still wailing in agony. With a wave of his hand, the backlash from the Slave Seal dissipated. At the same time, the Qiankun Bag at his waist suddenly glowed. Guided by the Slave Seal, the Corpse Puppet, still collapsed on the deck, was pulled directly into the Qiankun Bag.

His expression calm, Chu Mu took a step and returned to the ship’s cabin.

With a flick of his finger, a projected Sea Chart materialized before him. A blinking dot representing the Flying Boat drifted slowly across the vast expanse of the sea.

Chu Mu tapped it a few times, and the projected Sea Chart shifted, showing oceans, land, the mouth of the Chu River, and Bazhou...

In the blink of an eye, a clear route was marked on the Sea Chart before him.

’About two months...’

Chu Mu made a rough estimate. Normally, the journey from Chixia to Bazhou would take far more than a mere two months. Even a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator using their full-speed Flying Escape couldn’t cross such a vast distance in that short time.

However, according to his plan, the Flying Boat could stop at islands along the way and use their Teleportation Arrays to greatly reduce the travel distance.

The so-called two-month journey only referred to the time he would actually need to spend traveling.

This was only necessary because of the current chaos in the Vast Sea. Otherwise, he could have used the Teleportation Hall in Chixia to travel directly to Bazhou, which would have been extremely convenient.

After a moment of thought, the projected Sea Chart disappeared. With a slight shift in his gaze, the Light Curtain Panel appeared in his vision.

After many years had passed, the changes on the Light Curtain Panel were not significant.

The higher one’s Cultivation, the more difficult every tiny bit of progress became, akin to ascending to heaven.

This was true for Magic, and it was true for Skills as well.

On the Light Curtain Panel, his Pill and Artifact refining skills had reached the peak of Tier Three Upper Grade after years of practice. Limited by his own Cultivation at the Early Stage of Golden Core, it was difficult to make any further progress.

The greatest change was in his Array Formation Skill. It hadn’t been long since he had formally begun studying it in the Demon Realm, but he had already reached Tier Three Lower Grade. Across the entire Vast Sea Cultivation Immortal World, he could be called an Array Master.

As for his Sword Intent, although it stemmed from belief and wasn’t directly related to his Cultivation level, it was rooted in his Divine Soul and thus inextricably linked to its strength.

Ever since he first comprehended Sword Intent, its growth had always been limited by his Divine Soul, which in turn meant it was limited by his Cultivation.

Even now, having reached the Golden Core Realm, his Sword Intent was still far ahead of everything else. He had already progressed a good way past the initial stage of the Skill Almost Dao Realm, but then it became restricted by his Divine Soul, and he hadn’t made any progress in years.

As for his own Cultivation, practicing the Great Sun Scripture at the Early Stage of Golden Core, the specific value displayed on the Light Curtain Panel showed a change of about one-tenth.

In other words, since his Core Formation, after many years, he had progressed one-tenth of the way through the Early Stage of Golden Core.

Although it seemed insignificant, for him, this progress had been achieved at a great cost.

After years on the Demon Suppression Islands, he had long since amassed an extreme surplus of Elixirs to support his Cultivation.

Years of piling up Elixirs day after day had been exchanged for this single step of progress in his Cultivation.

If he had to cultivate on his own without the support of Elixirs, in just a few years, given his Spirit Root Talent, he probably couldn’t have even achieved one percent of this.

As for the "Spiritual Radiance Value," back in the mortal world, compared to a mortal’s lifespan, every single point of Spiritual Radiance Value was quite difficult to obtain.

But compared to his current long lifespan, after so many years, the "Spiritual Radiance Value" had accumulated to an extremely massive number.

’After this matter is settled, perhaps I should enter seclusion to cultivate for a while.’

The Light Curtain Panel dissipated. Chu Mu’s thoughts shifted as he swallowed an Elixir and closed his eyes. Magical Power surged, and the cabin slowly fell into silence...

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