Su Tong felt some changes in his body.
Hearing what the ZiHong Sect disciples said, he understood.
"So this is what the Tempering Realm feels like? It wasn't that hard to enter after all!"
Su Tong smiled slightly.
He was quite satisfied with the speed of his cultivation so far.
"I've got a good grasp of the cultivation techniques, they are indeed stronger than the ancient divine language I was using before. However, converting these techniques into the ancient language makes them even more powerful."
Su Tong now understood how to convert between the ancient language and cultivation techniques.
Following the conversion he just did, his cultivation speed increased significantly.
However, Su Tong was also curious.
He had just converted the techniques into the ancient language, at most making them comparable to low-grade Spirit techniques.
ZiHong Sect should also have disciples who have comprehended low-grade Spirit techniques, but none had cultivation speeds as fast as his.
Why was this?
Su Tong didn't know, and he didn't want to find out. Perhaps it was just his own misjudgment.
The ancient language was invincible!
Chinese was invincible!
"Let's take a look at Spirit techniques!"
Su Tong hesitated for a moment. For now he had a good grasp of the cultivation techniques.
Next should be Spirit techniques.
These were fundamental for combat.
"Golden Light Sacred Method?"
Su Tong picked up a common-grade Spirit technique book and took a look.
It was somewhat similar to Golden Bell Shield.
It described the method to operate it.
Relying on spiritual energy, following a specific path in the body, one can make the body more resilient.
"Boring!"
After taking a look, Su Tong immediately lost interest.
He didn't care for techniques like Golden Bell Shield at all.
Then he picked up another common-grade low-rank Spirit technique named Gold Flame Demon Slaying.
"The name does sound imposing, gathering fire-attribute spiritual energy to ignite flames that burn everything?"
Su Tong quickly understood it after taking a brief look.
These Spirit techniques could also be used according to the user's attributes.
However, cultivators of different attributes could also practice them.
It would just be easier and more powerful for fire-attribute cultivators to practice Gold Flame Demon Slaying.
Next, Su Tong picked up several more Spirit technique books and browsed through them.
Heaven Tiger Sword, Flame Demon Claw, Frost Demon Seal, Thunder Hidden Dragon and so on.
Most were common-grade, from low to top rank. Su Tong took a look at them all.
"This is much simpler than cultivation techniques!"
After carefully reading through each one, Su Tong concluded...they were too simple!
When reading the cultivation techniques earlier, Su Tong had felt some difficulty.
But after seeing the Spirit techniques now, there was no difficulty at all.
"No wonder that stone hammer could beat the Qi Condensation realm Cheng Yan senseless, haha!"
Now Su Tong understood.
What he had used was real Spirit techniques.
It was just that their power was insufficient due to his own low cultivation level.
"Alright!"
After reading some more, Su Tong nodded in satisfaction.
He now understood everything clearly.
Next, he went directly to find Shi Lei, who was currently immersed in cultivation.
Shi Lei naturally noticed the commotion Su Tong had caused earlier.
He held great respect for Elder Su Tong.
"Elder Su's perception is truly amazing!"
Shi Lei flattered him.
Su Tong didn't respond, only saying: "Take me to my residence."
At this time, Su Tong also wanted to return to his residence to try out the fastest way to cultivate.
He had thought that absorbing 10 or 100 times more spiritual energy would be the fastest.
But after seeing those cultivation techniques, Su Tong believed there were even faster cultivation methods.
"Yes!"
Shi Lei hurriedly nodded.
Then he led Su Tong to his residence.
The residence before them exuded an antique charm, very much like ancient architecture.
The surrounding spiritual energy was also extremely rich.
"The spiritual energy here is actually so dense!"
After coming into contact with spiritual energy, Su Tong could now sense the spiritual energy around him.
"That's right, Elders' residences have a small spirit gathering formation to condense the surrounding spiritual energy, so the spiritual energy here is more concentrated!"
Shi Lei quickly explained.
Su Tong nodded, "I see."
"Then Elder Su, please rest. This disciple will take his leave."
Shi Lei also understood his task was complete.
He bade farewell.
At least Su Tong remembered him today. In the future in ZiHong Sect, he would have someone to rely on.
Others might find it laughable for Shi Lei to rely on a newly advanced Tempering Realm elder.
Only Shi Lei himself knew, someone who had just joined ZiHong Sect, yet could understand the ancient divine language, and was appointed an elder and successfully reached the Tempering Realm in half a day, had such terrifying perception.
As long as he didn't fall, how powerful would his future be, one could well imagine.
After Shi Lei's departure, Su Tong directly entered the elder's courtyard.
There was only a two-story antique building here.
The lower floor was for receiving guests, the upper floor for cultivation and rest.
"Not bad!"
Su Tong looked around, nodding in satisfaction.
He had just transmigrated over not long ago, yet had already obtained an elder position in a major sect.
Although there would probably be a lot of opposition in the future, as long as he steadily consolidated his foothold, he could ensure his safety in this different world.
After surveying the surroundings, Su Tong went upstairs.
Pushing open the door, he walked in.
Inside was a table and a bed.
On the table were a kettle, teacups, and a waist tablet.
"An elder's waist tablet?"
Su Tong picked it up. It felt cold in his hand.
Looking at it, there were the two characters for "Elder" on it. It should be an elder's waist tablet.
There were probably some places in ZiHong Sect that only elders could access.
In any case, Su Tong put it away.
"Let's try cultivating!"
Without any hesitation, Su Tong directly sat cross-legged on the bed to try out a new spirit energy absorption method.
...
Water Cloud Kingdom!
"I wonder if anyone from our kingdom will be recruited by ZiHong Sect this time!"
A middle-aged man with a worried expression on his face.
This person was Yi Yu Xing, the ruler of Water Cloud Kingdom.
A peak Spirit Refinement realm expert.
"Your Majesty!"
At this moment, a figure rushed in anxiously.
"What is it?"
Yi Yu Xing's brows furrowed as he bellowed.
"Zi...ZiHong Sect has news!"
The man quickly replied.
Hearing the three words ZiHong Sect, Yi Yu Xing also hurriedly asked, "What is it? Has anyone been selected to become a ZiHong Sect disciple?"
"No...no one was selected to become a ZiHong Sect disciple!"
The man shook his head.
"Pfft!"
Yi Yu Xing directly spat out a mouthful of blood. Closing his eyes in lament, he said, "Heaven has forsaken my Water Cloud Kingdom!"
"No, Your Majesty, it's...it's Heaven blessing my Water Cloud Kingdom!"
The man quickly said.
At this moment, several figures walked in from outside.
Yi Yu Xing looked over. They were familiar faces, ZiHong Sect representatives. Five years ago one of them had been in charge of delivering supplies to Water Cloud Kingdom.
But...wasn't no one selected?
What was with these supplies in front of him?
Yi Yu Xing was confused!
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
