Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
Since joining the chat group, Chen Changsheng felt his time had suddenly become much more exciting.
Every day, when he had nothing to do, he would watch Gu Xiaoxiao show off in the group, and watch Eriri and Rikka excitedly share their and their families' cultivation progress. The three lively girls with different personalities always made the group members smile knowingly.
It was not like before, where every day he was either cultivating with the Mu Bing'er sisters or hiding his identity to secretly travel the four nations in search of girls with excellent aptitude who had not been discovered yet.
And Tony, a month ago, believing his knowledge in artifact refining was no less than a fourth-grade artifact refiner, impatiently took Yinsen back to his own world. In his words, as a genius, once the foundation was laid, he could completely teach himself. He also dismissed the iron rule of the cultivation world that to become a high-level artifact refiner, one must become a high-level cultivator.
During this time, he had been discussing with Ying Zheng about trading arms for raw ores.
Inside Chen Changsheng's main hall.
Chen Changsheng sat cross-legged on a futon. In front of him was a giant furnace over ten feet tall. The giant furnace had four legs and three openings. At this moment, the three furnace openings occasionally spewed out extremely hot golden flames. Inside the cauldron, a black and white Dao diagram of unknown material was being forged by an invisible force. With every strike, a trace of Dao charm would bloom on the Dao diagram, as if it was going to crush the void.
After an unknown amount of time, with another strike of forging, Chen Changsheng, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
Now is the time!
A ray of Yin-Yang divine light rushed out of Chen Changsheng's dantian, flew straight into the giant furnace, and finally submerged into the black and white Dao diagram.
In the next moment, the originally ordinary Dao diagram suddenly bloomed with Yin-Yang divine light, then flew directly out of the furnace, soaring straight out of the Chen family estate.
And just as the Dao diagram reached an altitude of ten thousand feet, its originally palm-sized body swelled in the wind. In just a few breaths, it grew large enough to directly cover the entire Tianyun City.
At the same time, the heaven and earth spiritual energy and spiritual veins within a radius of ten thousand miles seemed to have been swallowed by a black hole, rapidly converging towards the Dao diagram.
In a short while, the residents of Tianyun City realized that the sky had gone dark.
Countless cultivators and mortals looked up and were horrified to find that there was no sun above their heads, and even the clouds were nowhere to be seen. There was only a pair of Yin-Yang Dao diagrams acting like a canopy, shrouding the entire Tianyun City. On it, a huge black and a white Yin-Yang fish chased each other in an orderly manner, finally disappearing into the thick fog.
This is! Spiritual energy turning into fog!
A cultivator noticed the peculiarity of this fog and could not help but exclaim. He had come to Tianyun City from out of town out of admiration. Now, looking at this scene of spiritual energy turning into fog, he felt his breathing quicken.
This was spiritual energy turning into fog!
With this level of spiritual energy concentration, even a casual breath would allow him to absorb spiritual energy equivalent to no less than a low-grade spirit stone. For a destitute rogue cultivator like him, who wished he could break a single spirit stone into two to spend, this was simply a massive opportunity.
However, soon after, this rogue cultivator noticed that the surrounding local cultivators were looking at him with pity after seeing him breathing frantically, which greatly puzzled him.
Forget it, acquiring the opportunity is the priority right now!
The rogue cultivator breathed frantically for several minutes, feeling his dantian slightly bloated, before he was satisfied and ready to go back and refine it.
However, in the next moment, the sun that had disappeared from the sky suddenly reappeared, and a cloud formed entirely of spiritual energy floated over Tianyun City.
A few breaths later, a light rain covering the entire Tianyun City began to fall. The local rogue cultivators, shouting wishes for Patriarch Changsheng's boundless longevity, began to take out magic bottles to collect the rainwater.
The rogue cultivator looked at their strange behavior and could not help but reach out to catch a falling drop of rainwater, only to find that this was no rainwater at all; it was spiritual liquid condensed from pure spiritual energy!
At this moment, he finally understood. Without hesitation, he imitated the previous cultivators, loudly praising Chen Changsheng's name, then took out the containers on his body capable of storing spiritual energy and excitedly began to collect the spiritual rain.
In the Chen family estate, Chen Changsheng was feeling the Yin-Yang Dao diagram in his dantian with a smile on his face. Suddenly, his expression shifted as he felt a few wisps of strange energy appear within the seven Dao seeds he had comprehended from his authorities.
This is?
Chen Changsheng somewhat doubtfully probed his divine sense into these few wisps of energy, only to feel faint, sincere praise and worship in his ears.
And these faint voices perfectly matched the voices coming from outside in Tianyun City at this moment.
Could this be the power of faith?
Chen Changsheng said with some uncertainty.
After all, he had never come into contact with the power of faith before, let alone seen it.
But right now, the energy within these Dao seeds could only be explained as the power of faith.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng looked at these wisps of faith power, pondered for a good while, and then transferred all the faith power from the other Dao seeds into the Harvest Dao seed.
This Dao seed had the least impact on his strength; it was only used to cultivate spiritual herbs and fleece points from the chat group. If the power of faith was truly toxic, discarding it would cost him the least.
After doing all this, Chen Changsheng faintly felt the life aura within the Harvest Dao seed grow a bit richer.
Truly worthy of the legendary power of faith, it is unreasonably strong.
Chen Changsheng sighed, then stopped paying attention to the Harvest Dao seed. With a thought, he summoned the Yin-Yang Dao diagram from his dantian and observed it with a smile.
After a long while, Chen Changsheng nodded in satisfaction.
From now on, you are my natal spiritual artifact, the Yin-Yang Diagram.
Yes, Chen Changsheng was forging his own natal spiritual artifact, and now, after three months, he had finally completed it.
Compared to the Myriad Transformations Sword Gourd, the Yin-Yang Diagram Chen Changsheng refined this time had more comprehensive functions and greater potential.
If the Myriad Transformations Sword Gourd was an offensive spiritual artifact that took the path of slaughter to its absolute extreme, then the Yin-Yang Diagram was the foundation of his Dao, carrying Chen Changsheng's own Dao of Yin and Yang. It was a divine weapon of Dao and reason that would grow stronger alongside Chen Changsheng.
To forge this Yin-Yang Diagram, Chen Changsheng spent quite a bit of time. Based on his vague understanding of artifacts from the novel Shrouding the Heavens in his past life, combined with the artifact refining techniques of the cultivation world, he created a crude, unique artifact quenching method.
When this method was first created, it was evaluated as tier-one by the chat group and was only worth 6,000 points if sold to the mall. Considering the mall's recycling price for knowledge-based items was one-tenth, this method could only barely be considered Golden Core level.
However, after Chen Changsheng spent tens of millions of points to upgrade it to tier-four, the value of this method reached the level of a tier-eight artifact refining technique in the cultivation world, standing at the very pinnacle of the cultivation world.
Therefore, the potential of the current Yin-Yang Diagram was vastly greater than that of the Myriad Transformations Sword Gourd.
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he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
