Chapter 665 - 415: Realm of Emptiness_2

Moreover, Duan Rong is already twenty years old, and this ability of his seems to have not disappeared.

This is somewhat biased from the records in the notes.

Duan Rong said, "Yes. Create a feeling! It’s like this, when I squeeze it, if there’s a feeling, a cool sensation will rise at the back of my head."

Duan Rong was speaking nonsense, making it sound so real that it left Wu Shidao stunned.

Because he had been standing by the stone chamber door for quite a while just now, Duan Rong would hold each weapon and then put it back into the niche.

He hadn’t figured out the trick before and didn’t know what Duan Rong was doing. However, now that Duan Rong explained, he understood.

Duan Rong held each weapon in an attempt to establish a connection. If he held it for a while and then put it back, it meant the connection failed. It indicated that the weapon couldn’t trigger his Void Realm.

Because the lie Duan Rong concocted was quite seamless, it not only made sense but even seemed somewhat self-evident.

Even though Wu Shidao had deep wisdom, he couldn’t help but believe it at that moment, smiled, and said, "Oh, so that’s it! No wonder you want to observe all the weapons in this chamber, Junior Brother. You were searching for a weapon that could connect with you."

Duan Rong said, "Indeed, Senior Brother Wu!"

Wu Shidao praised, "Junior Brother, you are indeed a prodigious talent! Not only are you highly gifted, but you also possess the Void Realm ability! This stone chamber contains several hundred weapons. Surely you will find one that resonates with you."

Duan Rong said, "Thanks for the kind words, Senior Brother. I hope so!"

Wu Shidao said, "Then I won’t disturb you anymore, Junior Brother. If you need anything, feel free to find me at Yunfu Peak."

After Wu Shidao finished speaking, he turned and left.

Duan Rong watched Wu Shidao’s back and let out a heavy breath.

Wu Shidao is indeed much harder to deal with than Lu Geng! After all, he was newly accepted and their junior brother, so Wu Shidao, in the name of concern, was probing his secrets. Moreover, he was quite intricate in his thinking and not easy to dismiss!

Duan Rong glanced at the weapon in the niche beside him, sighed secretly in his heart: I just want to quietly feel it, but it’s really not easy!

If he hadn’t just had a flash of inspiration and remembered the Void Realm, he wouldn’t know how to fend off Wu Shidao.

After Wu Shidao left, Duan Rong noticeably quickened his pace in feeling the weapons.

Time flies!

Two hours later, the old man in the corner who was tapping his smoking pipe suddenly stood up and walked over, saying to Duan Rong, "Boy, time’s up! It’s closing time! Choose a weapon and stop dawdling!"

The old man spoke while tapping the ashes from his pipe on his shoe sole, turned his back, and walked out.

Upon hearing this, Duan Rong turned his head to glance at today’s progress. He roughly felt nearly a hundred weapons.

The harvest was considerable; he devoured three Artifact Spirits containing the First Level of Qi Vortex Realm and dozens of various Primordial Qi Realm whole set cultivation techniques.

Once these things are digested and absorbed, they become tangible Martial Arts Realm abilities! Far surpassing the dry and sparse secret manuals in the Scripture Repository!

These gains from today’s devouring have already laid a very solid foundation for his future cultivation.

At this moment, Duan Rong felt quite secure in his heart. As the saying goes, with provisions in hand, there’s no need for panic. This round of devouring made cultivation just a pure physical activity for him. What’s there to worry about? Just give it your all!

Duan Rong walked out of the cave, found that the elder guarding was chatting leisurely with the thin middle-aged guard.

Duan Rong slightly bowed before leaving the place. After all, for the next two or three days, he would have to come back for more devouring. As the saying goes, more courtesy never harms; it leaves a good impression to avoid being disliked or caused trouble.

Duan Rong walked on the barren Gu Mountain, in the Endless Mountains where dusk had risen.

Having devoured nearly a hundred Artifact Spirits of weapons, his head felt rather dizzy at the moment, and he staggered back to Yunfu Peak.

Returning to the peak, Duan Rong walked along the corridor to his room.

The room wasn’t small; it was divided into a bedroom and front hall by a large six-fold screen.

This room was where Zhu He took Duan Rong when he first brought him up to Yunfu Peak.

Originally, his heavy ceremonial robe was placed on the table in the room, but now the robe was gone, evidently taken away by someone.

Duan Rong sat at the table, first pouring himself a bowl of tea and gulping it down his throat. Then he got up and pulled a rope behind the door, the rope connected to a numbered copper bell in the servant’s room.

Soon enough, a servant came in with bowed head, respectfully saying, "Master, any orders?"

Duan Rong said, "Get me something to eat."

The servant seemed about to ask something when Duan Rong said, "Don’t worry about it! Just make it quick and simple."

"Yes, sir! May I ask if you would like some wine?"

"Hmm, bring a small pot!"

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment!" The servant replied and turned to leave.

Although it was within the Endless Mountains, on Yunfu Peak, all sorts of supplies were readily available.

After all, the allocation of resources was managed by the Internal History Department. How could they lack anything at their own place?

Not long after, the servant came back carrying a wooden tray with four plates of dishes, three cakes, and a pot of wine, placing them on the table.

Duan Rong, already famished, saw the four dishes: cold beef salad, boiled peanuts, tofu with green onions, and braised eggs. Instantly, his mouth watered.

The servant held the tray and bowed, "Sir, is there anything else you need?"

"Nothing else. You can go now."

Upon hearing this, the servant turned around and left, gently closing the door.

Duan Rong couldn’t resist any longer. He first took a piece of beef into his mouth, then bit into a cake, picked up the wine pot, poured himself a cup, and with a hiss, drank it, swallowing it with the food.

A small drink to lift the mood. Having devoured so many artifact spirits, he felt a bit odd, and drinking some wine would make it easier to sleep.

Duan Rong devoured the food as if a storm had passed, leaving nothing behind. He patted his round belly, stood up, pulled the rope behind the door, and with unsteady steps, moved around the screen and let his heavy body collapse onto the bed.

Soon, there were faint footsteps in the hallway outside the door.

Then, the door clicked open, and a hesitant-looking servant stood at the entrance. The table inside the room held empty dishes and a wine pot, but no one was in sight.

Then, a laid-back voice came from behind the screen.

"Please clean up those empty dishes."

"Yes, sir!"

The servant tidied up the dishes and wine pot, then turned and left, only closing the door slightly. Duan Rong had already fallen into a deep sleep on the bed.

The next morning.

Lu Geng returned, covered in sweat.

He had been practicing martial arts since dawn for over an hour and was ready to take a bath and have some breakfast.

As he walked through the hallway, he noticed a slightly ajar door, and faint snoring sounds were coming from inside.

Lu Geng frowned, "Wasn’t this room supposed to be empty? How come..."

Suddenly, he remembered something. Seeing the door slightly ajar, he pushed it open and walked inside.

Through the screen, he vaguely saw someone lying on the bed.

As he approached the screen and glanced at the bed! He saw Duan Rong lying there, sleeping fully clothed, with his shoes still on.

It was indeed the junior brother!

Lu Geng couldn’t help but shake his head, "It’s almost midday, and he’s still sleeping like this! Not at all like a martial artist!"

Just then, Duan Rong reached into his pants and scratched, then continued to turn over and sleep.

Lu Geng’s eyes stung at the sight, and he quickly exited the room.

Though Wu Shidao said the junior brother was a genius, Lu Geng’s opinion of him had plummeted. Such laziness and odd behavior, even with talent, likely wouldn’t lead to success!

Duan Rong, completely unaware of Lu Geng’s thoughts, slept for almost another hour before waking up.

Upon waking, he noticed that the artifact spirits he devoured yesterday had been fully digested overnight.

It seemed that after achieving the Eleventh Layer of the Fetal Concealment Scripture, as his Divine Soul Strengthened, his ability to digest artifact spirits had also increased significantly.

Duan Rong quickly washed his face, skipped breakfast, and left Yunfu Peak, heading towards the barren Gu Mountain.