Chapter 1074 - 357: Research_2

’Use one unit of source power to cultivate the Chaos True Skill.’

The thought was transmitted out.

Vast mysterious energy surged forth, sweeping the immense energy from the three Divine Treasures and the energy from the heavenly and earthly treasures into his body.

The energy accumulated in the Divine Treasure was enough for him to use one unit of source power to enhance the Chaos True Skill.

In the consciousness space.

Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged inside a bathtub filled with a steaming hot medicinal bath brimming with powerful drug properties.

Rumble!

His Qi and blood ran violently, quickly absorbing the potent medicinal properties of the bath, integrating them into the Lifebound Witch Pattern, and started to deploy the Witch Clan Secret Skill.

Lin Zheyu optimized and modified the Secret Skill into a cultivation technique that Martial Artists could forcibly operate.

However, the cost of operation was not insignificant.

In the bathtub, Lin Zheyu’s face switched madly between red, yellow, green, blue, and black, like a revolving lantern.

His expression was twisted and ferocious, as if he were experiencing indescribable pain.

A few breaths later.

Lin Zheyu slowly opened his eyes, with bloodshot veins appearing in his eyes.

"Hiss..."

"If I tried to cultivate this in the present world, it would lead to death, wouldn’t it?"

Lin Zheyu said, still feeling a lingering fear.

He absolutely did not want to experience that life-is-worse-than-death feeling again.

Even with Lin Zheyu’s formidable physique and resilient spirit and will, he nearly couldn’t hold on.

"The Chaos True Skill is still too crude; it needs constant iteration and optimization."

"Otherwise, even possessing source power, that life-is-worse-than-death cultivation sensation can only be endured sparingly each day."

Lin Zheyu gently shook his head.

[Heavenly Dao Rewards Diligence]

Name: Lin Zheyu

Source Power: 1182

Skills:

Heavenly Deceit Skill (Perfection)

Seven Extremes Blade (Seventh Layer: 100%)

Shrink the Ground to an Inch (Third Layer: 100%)

Primordial Golden Body (Fourth Layer: 100%)

Chaos True Skill (First Layer: 1%)

Eight Desolates World-Suppressing Skill (First Layer: 0%)

He looked at the data in his consciousness, feeling more speechless.

One unit of source power only advanced the progress by one percent; this progress is way too slow.

"Forget it, let’s head to the station first."

Lin Zheyu shook his head.

His figure wavered slightly as he left the Primordial Pool, gently waving his right hand, causing the pool to rapidly shrink and fall into his hand.

Hoo~~

A gentle breeze blew past, and Lin Zheyu’s figure disappeared into the dark void.

Half an hour later.

Deep inside the Devil’s Cave.

At a time-space node in the northeast of the Bloody Trial Ground.

Lin Zheyu’s figure materialized from the void, stepping towards a nearby station.

This was a small town, with complex and powerful arrays and restrictions carved into the city walls.

"I am Xiao Yu of the Martial Alliance..."

"Vice Hall Master!"

"You’re finally here, please come inside!"

Just as Lin Zheyu took out his identity token, intending to have the stationed cultivator notify someone inside, a familiar voice reached his ears.

"Meng Rui, you’re here too!"

Lin Zheyu said with a smile as he saw the burly man.

Meng Rui was a disciple of the Martial Hall, whom Lin Zheyu had met a few times.

His strength was quite impressive, having already opened the Essence Spirit Treasure, an early-stage Divine Treasure cultivator.

"Yes, I came along with Mr. Zong," Meng Rui said.

"Mr. Zong has already arrived?"

Lin Zheyu asked with some surprise, remembering it shouldn’t be fifteen days yet.

"Correct."

Meng Rui made a gesture to invite him in: "The seniors are currently in a meeting; please this way."

Following Meng Rui, they arrived at a grand hall.

Outside the hall, a powerful array shielded all movements and auras inside.

Lin Zheyu waited for a while, then the array suddenly opened.

"Haha, hearing of you is not as impressive as meeting you, Mr. Xiao, you are indeed magnificent with extraordinary strength!"

A hearty laugh came from the hall as a man in a light blue robe walked out with a smile.

"I am Mo Qingyang of the Mo Family, I have heard of you, Mr. Xiao," said the man, cupping his hands towards Lin Zheyu.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Mo."

Lin Zheyu cupped his hands in return with greeting respect.

Mo Qingyang was enveloped in a mysterious energy that concealed his aura.

Lin Zheyu could not perceive his strength.

The Celestial Eye in his sea of consciousness quietly opened, sneaking a glance at Mo Qingyang: ’Peak of Golden Core!’

’So young and already possessing peak Golden Core strength, this person’s talent is truly outstanding!’

Lin Zheyu couldn’t help but sigh.

He couldn’t determine the true age of the young man, but using his Celestial Eye, he could connect Essence, Qi, and Spirit, vaguely sensing the young man’s approximate age.

In Lin Zheyu’s perception, Mo Qingyang’s age should not exceed one hundred and fifty years.

Provided that the other party had not used any relevant treasure medicine.

"Please, fellow Daoist, come inside."

"We were just discussing whether we should counterattack and enter the Demon Realm for a slaughter."

"Why don’t you share your thoughts, fellow Daoist?"

Mo Qingyang said with a smile.

Following Mo Qingyang, he entered the main hall.

Lin Zheyu glanced around; there were a total of eighteen people inside, most using secret techniques or magical treasures to conceal their auras.

However, they couldn’t hide from Lin Zheyu’s Celestial Eye.

With a sweep of the Celestial Eye, Lin Zheyu had a general understanding of everyone’s strength.

’Huh?’

’That person has strong perception.’

Lin Zheyu was slightly moved.

Just now, when he secretly used the Celestial Eye to observe the others, the woman sitting second from the right, with a cold demeanor, frowned slightly and shot him a cold glance.

Evidently.

The woman seemed to have noticed Lin Zheyu’s prying.

"I am Xiao Yu from the Martial Alliance, I have met all fellow Daoists."

Lin Zheyu cupped his hands to everyone, smiling as he spoke.

The others gave him a faint glance, most extremely indifferent, with only four returning a cupped hand salute.

Among them was Zong Linjing, also a member of the Martial Alliance.

"Alright, enough of the chatter."

"Find a place to sit casually and continue the previous discussion." The middle-aged man on the left said impatiently.

"Sorry, I’m a bit late."

Lin Zheyu smiled, cupping his hands to everyone before walking towards Zong Linjing.

He sat down in the empty seat next to her.

"That person just now is named Si Tianyun."

"The Si Family has past grudges with the Martial Alliance; you should be wary of him."

"Also, the one who just brought you in, named Mo Qingyang, is the leading young figure of the Mo Family today."

"The Mo Family excels in mechanical puppetry, and among them is a secret technique called Human Puppet, for which the best material is a Martial Artist with abundant Qi Blood."

"You should be cautious of him as well."

"Furthermore..."

Zong Linjing said with a calm expression, secretly transmitting her voice.

Lin Zheyu’s expression moved slightly and he glanced at Si Tianyun and Mo Qingyang.

As for the woman who detected his secret observation, named Mu Jianying, she and Mu Jianli are sisters, both disciples of the Purple Sky Sword Sect.

Lin Zheyu quietly listened to the discussions among the people, not expressing any opinions.

Those sent to guard the depths of the demon lair were mostly elites from various forces and families. These cultivators were very powerful, with the weakest being at the Middle Stage of Golden Elixir.

Among them, the leader was Mo Qingyang of the Mo Family.

"Mr. Xiao, why don’t you share your opinion?"

Mo Qingyang smiled at Lin Zheyu.

"I’ve just arrived and am unfamiliar with everything here, so I won’t participate in this matter."

Lin Zheyu shook his head.

"Coward."

Si Tianyun sneered, pouting with disdain.

"Mr. Si, you jest; it’s normal for Mr. Xiao to be cautious, having just arrived at the demon lair." Mo Qingyang chuckled, smiling.

"Since fellow Daoist is not participating, guarding here is just as well."

"In case of danger, you can assist us in time."

"I heard that Mr. Xiao is a rising genius Martial Artist of the Martial Alliance, with talents and qualifications not inferior to Mr. Qin Hu. His strength must be extraordinary, for sure."

Mo Qingyang introduced with a smile.

The cultivators in the main hall, upon hearing this, had expressions of disdain, while some showed slight movement in their expressions, offering Lin Zheyu a friendly smile.

"Just a coward."

"To put it nicely, it’s being cautious; to put it bluntly, it’s cowardly, shrinking back, far from being comparable to Mr. Qin Hu."

The man beside Si Tianyun chuckled, speaking faintly.

Lin Zheyu didn’t know this person and didn’t understand why he was provoking him out of nowhere.

"This person is named Yao Lang, he means no harm, just indulging himself in speaking, hmm, you needn’t mind him."

Zong Linjing hesitated, then transmitted her voice.

Lin Zheyu found it strange and asked through voice transmission, "Why?"

"Yao Lang has an elder sister, and her relationship with Mr. Wa is somewhat complicated. Because of his sister, Yao Lang doesn’t get along with us."

Zong Linjing explained.

Mr. Wa, full name Wa Zhengtian, is one of the three most powerful members of the Martial Alliance, known along with Qin Hu and Xia Ping as the Three Heroes of the Martial Alliance.

"Alright then..."

Lin Zheyu said somewhat speechlessly.

Verbal sparring doesn’t harm him in the least, so there’s no need to pay attention to it.

"Mr. Yao is right, I, Xiao Mou, will change in the future." Lin Zheyu cupped his hands with a smile.

"Hmph!"

Yao Lang saw Lin Zheyu’s cheerful expression, snorted coldly, and said no more.

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