The ancient deity language passed down by Su Tong instantly became a popular cultivation method in the Chi Hong Sect. However, no one was able to successfully recite it back.
"Can you recite it back?"
"No, I can't remember it at all!"
"Ask around some more, even remembering one pronunciation would be good!"
"I did remember one pronunciation, it sounds like... Swallow!"
That disciple chanted a word, which was able to arouse some spiritual energy, but it was only comparable to a common high-grade cultivation method.
The cultivation methods practiced by the disciples of Chi Hong Sect were naturally common high-grade ones.
Upon reaching the Refining Essence realm, the cultivation methods they practiced were at least low-grade Spirit level ones.
Although being able to recite back one word reached the level of a common high-grade method, it was not what those disciples wanted.
What they wanted was to be able to recite it back completely, then receive Su Tong's guidance.
"Shiyu, can you recite it back?"
Ancient talents like Gu Zi Yan gathered together to discuss this.
In response to Gu Zi Yan's question, Ji Shiyu also shook her head: "Swallow... Devour..."
A huge amount of spiritual energy was aroused just by Ji Shiyu's two words.
But she could only recite back two words.
Other talented disciples like Gu Zi Yan could only recite back one word.
Not only the disciples, even the elders were secretly reciting back Su Tong's ancient deity language.
They were then shocked to discover that at most, they could only recite back three words.
Some elders could only recite two pronunciations.
These elders of Chi Hong Sect cultivated Spirit mid-grade cultivation methods.
They could comprehend cultivation methods and cultivate spiritual energy.
But for this ancient deity language comparable to a Spirit mid-grade cultivation method, they couldn't recite it back.
This could only mean their comprehension was lacking.
Naturally, this made those Chi Hong Sect elders even more astonished by the powerful comprehension of Su Tong!
"Swallow... Devour... Spirit... Energy!"
An ancient deity language rang out.
In an instant, it aroused a surge of heavenly and earthly spiritual energy.
The direction where the spiritual energy was headed was the residence of Sect Master Luo Zi Yin.
"So powerful!"
Feeling the spiritual energy coming from all directions, Luo Zi Yin was also quite shocked.
She didn't expect this kind of ancient deity language to reach this level.
This was much faster than spending a lot of time cultivating a method, opening meridians.
Of course, Luo Zi Yin didn't cultivate for too long before changing her cultivation method.
After all, she had already opened her meridians, using that cultivation method was still faster than this ancient deity language.
Also, as the Sect Master, she naturally wouldn't ask an elder to guide her cultivation.
In the depths of the back mountains of Chi Hong Sect.
Su Tong was feeding the Lei Jing Beast with lightning and thunder, when he suddenly felt a familiar aura.
"Someone can actually recite that line?"
Su Tong was somewhat surprised.
But after carefully sensing it, he became calm: "So it's her!"
Su Tong could sense that the one who recited the ancient deity language wasn't anyone else, but Luo Zi Yin. This put him at ease.
Luo Zi Yin wouldn't ask him to guide her cultivation.
"Eat up!"
Su Tong stroked the Lei Jing Beast's head.
At this time, after being fed by Su Tong, the purple fur on the Lei Jing Beast had become even more vibrant and dazzling.
After feeding the Lei Jing Beast full, Su Tong patted its head.
The Lei Jing Beast then directly dashed towards the forest behind.
Su Tong sat down cross-legged on the spot: "Devour spiritual energy of all attributes!"
Strands of spiritual energy surged in from all directions. Although the ancient deity language Su Tong used only had three more words than what he taught before,
these three words elevated this line of ancient deity language to the level of a Divine cultivation method.
However, compared to the spiritual energy absorbed by others, the spiritual energy here was more mottled.
Su Tong accepted all of it and absorbed the spiritual energy completely.
"Purify!"
As Su Tong's voice fell, those strands of spiritual energy were purified into pure spiritual energy, flowing into his dantian.
As Su Tong entered cultivation, everything around him started to be blocked out.
The outside world started becoming lively.
Because the Hundred Sects Great Battle was imminent.
All the sects, Chi Hong Sect included, were nervously preparing.
This concerned the resources for the sects in the coming years.
Of course, whether it was the major sects or minor sects, they all had fixed resources.
What was being competed for in the Hundred Sects Great Battle were unstable resources. All kinds of spirit fruits born from spiritual energy, spirit stone veins condensed from the heavens and earth.
These were what all the sects competed for.
Moreover, this time, it wasn't just these, there was also the vacancy among the Four Sects Two Gates One Sword Sect.
Previously, all the sects had eyed Chi Hong Sect's position among the Four Sects covetously.
They tried to pull Chi Hong Sect down from the lowest position of the Four Sects by all means.
Yet unexpectedly, it was this Chi Hong Sect ranked last in strength that exterminated the slightly stronger Taming Beast Sect.
This allowed Chi Hong Sect to possess enough strength overnight to rival the other two sects.
And with Taming Beast Sect's destruction, the vacancy created was the target of contention for all sects!
After all, being able to sit in the position of the Four Sects not only meant recognition of one's strength, but also the ability to compete for more resources. This would benefit the sect's future development.
Everything seemed calm on the surface, but actually, a hidden battle had already begun.
The powerful sects also started operating, everything was busy.
The remaining Three Sects Two Gates One Sword Sect also secretly made their moves!
Naturally, their goal was to support the sects they deemed worthy to become one of the Four Sects.
Then they would possess more of a say in the Northern Region!
...
Of course, Su Tong didn't know about these matters.
After the battle with Taming Beast Sect's Sect Master, Su Tong had been wholeheartedly cultivating after the uncomfortable feeling from raising his strength!
"The Returning to Emptiness Realm? Two months should be enough!"
Su Tong now wanted to step into the Returning to Emptiness Realm.
In Su Tong's estimation, two months should be enough for him to enter the Returning to Emptiness Realm.
If others knew this, they would probably vomit blood from anger.
For others, not to mention a lifetime, they would need decades to enter this realm.
Yet Su Tong thought he could enter it in two months. He really was incomparable to others, thoroughly angering them!
"I wonder if the Hundred Sects Great Battle will be fun!"
Su Tong thought to himself!
This Hundred Sects Great Battle was the only thing Su Tong had looked forward to since arriving in this world.
He hoped it wouldn't disappoint him.
Su Tong would definitely test his strength against the top geniuses of the Hundred Sects.
If possible, he wanted to make Chi Hong Sect the sole most powerful sect in the Northern Region!
This was also Su Tong's goal in cultivating!
Two months later at the Hundred Sects Great Battle, Su Tong comes!
[Author's Note]:
Group number: 551696308, door knocking brick: I won't rush for updates!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
