A World Worth Protecting

by Stayrr

By the year 3029 CE, Earth’s technology has developed rapidly, borders no longer exist, and Earth has been unified, marking the beginning of the era of the Federation. At that time, a huge sword flew from the heavens, piercing the sun and causing a huge sensation on Earth. Perhaps because the scabbard of the sword was already in tatters, countless shards have broken off from it f

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Chapter 85: Intense Match!

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At almost the same moment that Zhao Yameng made her move, the Spirit Qi array formation surrounding Wang Baole immediately began to waver. As the array formation moved, the five weak spots that Wang Baole initially identified started to become blurry and slowly disappeared.

As the array formation spun, the Spirit Qi was being carried along, creating a suppressive force in all corners. The suppressive force grew increasingly stronger as it spun around, directly arriving in waves toward Wang Baole.

Wang Baole frowned as he raised his right hand and flung his sleeve, instantly retrieving a jade pendant. Spirit forces blended into the jade pendant, causing it to give off a purplish glow that morphed into a small purple dragon. As the dragon made a silent growl, the suppressive force lingering in all corners began to be suppressed.

Since it's a challenge to break out of this from within… I shall use its own force against it! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, and a Rainbow Spirit Stone appeared immediately when he raised his right hand.

With his head lowered, he ignored the suppressive force spreading from the array formation and began writing inscriptions on the Spirit Stone. His actions bewildered the spectators, and they all gawked in surprise.

"Wang Baole is… carving inscriptions?"

"What does this mean? Could it be that he intends to make Dharmic artifacts? The most he can create should be Spirit Kernels. Can Spirit Kernels break the array formation?"

As the students discussed back and forth, the Chancellor and the other faculty members were impressed. Goatee was especially glad, his eyes brightening up and his mouth curling into a smile. The Dean from the Array Formation faculty, on the other hand, furrowed his eyebrows with concern.

Noticing the scene before her eyes, Zhao Yameng immediately reacted, her hands waving as she deployed more array formations. That was her third move, but at that instant, very suddenly, Wang Baole, who was trapped within the array formation, abruptly raised his head. The Rainbow Spirit Stone in his hands was now covered in a large number of inscriptions. In a short time, he had already carved over three thousand inscriptions.

Those inscriptions had not been randomly carved. Every single one of them was related to the gathering of Spirit Qi. More accurately, it could be considered a simple Spirit Kernel made by Wang Baole.

This Spirit Kernel could not really create any Dharmic artifacts. Its only use was to gather all the Spirit Qi in the surroundings. Furthermore, since there were over three thousand inscriptions overlapping with each other, the accumulation of Spirit Qi had reached the maximum, and the Spirit Kernel would implode after just one use.

However, to Wang Baole, once was sufficient!

"Activate!" Wang Baole roared in his low voice. Without a hint of hesitation, he pressed the Spirit Stone in his hand directly on the floor. Regardless of the consequences, even if the stone broke apart, he wanted to drive it to release all its suppressed Spirit Qi, using the agitation inscriptions on the stone to spread the Spirit Qi as far as possible!

Momentarily, a glaring rainbow-colored beam emerged from the Spirit Stone. The inscriptions on the stone were also glowing, transforming into an intense suction force that emanated in all directions with a loud boom, directly passing through the array formation and into the outside world.

Immediately, the entire arena seemed to have transformed into a gigantic vortex, absorbing all the Spirit Qi surrounding the Combat faculty peak!

Accompanying the vortex were tremendous tremors. Spirit Qi from all directions was rushing in turbulently, directly into the vortex created on the arena. Even though Wang Baole was within the vortex, there was also the Spirit Qi array formation present!

The array formation surrounding Wang Baole was, to a certain degree, a protective shield blocking the force of the roiling Spirit Qi. It was like the fragile breakwater taking the impact of the crashing waves. No matter how strong and sturdy it was, it could not withstand the powerful waves.

It was only then that the spectators understood what was going on, and they gasped in response.

"Wang Baole has managed to break out!"

"His method of breaking free was actually to create an inscription-filled Spirit Kernel that could gather all the Spirit Qi so as to harness its energy to blow the array formation apart!

"How ingenious! How did he think of that?"

The Chancellor was also impressed, and his praise for Wang Baole revealed itself in his eyes. Goatee laughed heartily while the Dean of the Array Formation faculty had a nasty expression.

In reality, Wang Baole had managed to think of this solution precisely because of his devouring seed. If he did not want to reveal the absorption abilities of his devouring seed, he would not have needed to go through such trouble in order to handle the array formation.

This series of changes appeared slow, but in reality, the total time it took from the moment Wang Baole pressed the Spirit Stone to the instant the Spirit Qi exploded like crashing waves was incredibly short. The facial expression of Zhao Yameng, who was standing on the arena, changed completely. It was too late for her to prevent it and reverse the situation. Her breathing was rapid, and she stepped backward.

The moment that she backed up, a rapturous roar immediately erupted. The Spirit Qi in the surroundings, akin to the turbulent ocean, destroyed the resistance created by the array formation with the intense force it carried. As the array formation surrounding Wang Baole broke down layer by layer, it could no longer withstand the force and was instantly destroyed!

At that very moment, Wang Baole emerged!

Behind him, as the Spirit Qi was no longer suppressed, it was directly absorbed into the Rainbow Spirit Stone. The Spirit Stone had a strong absorptive force, but it could not withstand the forces for too long. After all, it only had an absorption function. Thus, it eventually imploded!

With a loud boom, the ground of the arena cracked into a million pieces. Wang Baole activated all his defenses around him, and riding on the driving force emerging from the Rainbow Spirit Stone, his speed doubled. Like a streak of lightning, he rapidly approached Zhao Yameng and threw a powerful punch at her with his right fist.

This speed of this retaliation, coupled with the impact of the breaking array formation, significantly exceeded what the students thought was possible!

Zhao Yameng was immensely shocked. As her body flew backward, she began forming seals with her hand. Instantly, layers of array formation appeared in front of her, blocking Wang Baole's punch.

Bang!

Zhao Yameng turned pale. With the array formation blocking the forces, she moved back immediately, successfully avoiding the surprise punch thrown by Wang Baole after he broke free. However, Wang Baole had rich experience in combat. The moment Zhao Yameng ducked, the small purple dragon beside him roared, charging toward Zhao Yameng.

At the same time, Wang Baole's storage bracelet flashed and dozens of flying swords emerged, shooting straight for Zhao Yameng.

The flying swords were fast and especially sharp, breaking through the air and generating sharp sounds as they flew!

Zhao Yameng's breathing was rapid. She did not care much about the flying swords. However, the appearance of the small purple dragon made her feel threatened. Immediately, she extended her interlocked hands, drawing in the surrounding Spirit Qi and gathering them. The Spirit Qi morphed into an invisible, gigantic hand that slammed right at the small purple dragon.

As the noise reverberated, the small purple dragon dissipated, together with the flying swords!

However, at that instant, Wang Baole's eyes shimmered. He raised his right hand and pointed at the flying swords that had been sent scattering in all directions. The swords immediately trembled, as if they were once again under Wang Baole's control. They stopped in their trajectories before turning right around and flying directly toward Zhao Yameng!

All this made Zhao Yameng freeze in shock, and her expression dropped. The spectators—including the teachers, Deans, and the Chancellor—were all captivated in surprise and gasped in silence.

"Sword Kinesis! He's actually controlling them by Sword Kinesis!"

"How could that be possible? In the Ancient Martial realm, the most that can be accomplished is the control of a single flying sword. It is definitely impossible to control dozens of swords!"

As the spectators reeled in shock, Zhao Yameng experienced a strong threat of possible death. She had made a bad call. The flying swords, which she had thought were of little harm, turned out to be the biggest crisis. The fact that Wang Baole could so deftly control the flying swords was out of her expectations.

Even when an expert in the Ancient Martial realm controlled a single flying sword, they could not flexibly influence its direction. In the case of dozens of swords, the most that could usually be accomplished was sending them flying in a straight line after agitating them.

At this critical juncture, the Chancellor and other prominent figures stepped forward, attempting to stop the battle. However, at that moment, a blue glow appeared in Zhao Yameng's two eyes like a gem. An eerie vibe spread from within, causing Wang Baole to be taken by shock.

In that instant, the invisible Spirit Qi wafting around became extremely turbulent. With Zhao Yameng as the focal point, it became a hurricane rising toward the sky. As the flying swords were sent flying in all directions once again, Zhao Yameng emerged. With the augmentation of the hurricane, she approached Wang Baole at top speed.

Using her hand seals, the Spirit Qi hurricane transformed into several array formations again in an imposing manner.

Wang Baole's breathing froze. Regardless of whether it was the hurricane or the array formation, the surrounding students were unable to see them. Even if they felt it, it was not distinct. However, to Wang Baole, it was as clear as glass. Even though he could not visually see it, based on his sensitivity toward Spirit Qi, he had already visualized the exact scene in his mind.

In that mental image, Zhao Yameng's Spirit Qi hurricane was rampaging. A huge number of array formations were forming, charging toward him as Zhao Yameng approached.

The blue glow reflecting off Zhao Yameng's eyes was immensely frightening, as if she had lost her sense of self, giving off a scary vibe that far exceeded what she had previously given off.

In this urgent crisis, Wang Baole gave off a sharp air of determination. Originally, he had not intended to use the devouring seed for uses other than life-and-death battles, but this time, it seemed necessary!

Just as Wang Baole prepared to make his move, the Chancellor appeared, raising his right hand and pressing hard to summon a suppressive force far stronger than what Zhao Yameng had created. It directly fixed Zhao Yameng and Wang Baole in their positions!

"Alright, that's the end of this match."

At this moment, the Dean of the Array Formation faculty and Goatee approached quickly. They each held onto the Head Prefect from their faculty, pulling them apart.

As they moved backward, the Chancellor raised his right hand again to retract the suppressive force. The blue glow in Zhao Yameng's eyes disappeared, and she immediately fell unconscious.

Wang Baole broke out in cold sweat as well. He felt intense fear, looking at the blue glow from Zhao Yameng's eyes. Even the Spirit Qi within his body became unstable. Thankfully, the slight movements of the devouring seed suppressed the Spirit Qi, causing it to calm down.

"Zhao Yameng used a mystic art that was uncontrollable and lost herself in the process. That mystic art shouldn't be executed unless it is a life-or-death situation. As the Chancellor, I judge that Wang Baole wins this match!"

The Chancellor turned to look at Wang Baole, his eyes revealing a look of incredulity. He had guessed the secret behind the flying swords, concluding that it might have been the force of magnetism. Even if that was the case, he still felt that Wang Baole had outdone himself again and again at surprising him.

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Chapter 86: Gao Quan's Plan

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With the conclusion of the match, Ethereal Dao College's tournament had passed its half way mark. What was to follow were the additional matches held between those who had won three matches for the few remaining slots.

Seventy-four contenders had won all five matches that they competed in!

Of those seventy-four, many were senior students while first and second year students made up the minority. After all, no matter how outstanding they were, they were still lacking compared to the senior students who had honed their skills for many years. Therefore, the number of new students who had won all five matches only made up about ten percent of the group.

In this tournament, however, no matter how extraordinary seventy-two of those people were, they were but mere accompaniments simply because of the groundbreaking match that had happened between Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng!

The match between Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng had shaken the entire Dao College, throwing many students into amazement and astounding them. There had not been many paying attention to it at first, but as tales spread and the match was being vividly described, those who had been unable to watch the match managed to gain a relatively complete picture of it from the descriptions of the masses.

Even though their match had only progressed past its midpoint and was not considered completed to a certain extent, the combat abilities that they had both demonstrated in this match astounded everyone. Even other contenders like Zhuo Yifan, who had won all five matches, felt chills down their spine, their emotions turbulent, as any kind of competition always incited agitation. Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng were far too superior!

The methods and responses that both Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng adopted in this match were summarized by countless students on the Spirit Intranet. Discussion was bountiful, and the entire Spirit Intranet was hot with activity. As a result, there were not many spectators watching the additional follow-up matches.

"Zhao Yameng's method of forming arrays within three breaths was actually through the manipulation of Spirit Qi. Her natural spirit body isn't for nothing! When she's in the True Breath realm, her sensitivity for Spirit Qi will greatly surpass her peers'!"

"Wang Baole is impressive, too. He actually depended on refining Spirit Kernels to absorb the Spirit Qi from all directions so that the array formation would implode from within in order to create a path out for himself! He really lives up to his name as the Dharmic Armament faculty's only Head Prefect!"

"Also, Zhao Yameng's ability to react swiftly to Wang Baole's retaliation is a valuable skill that is rarely seen!"

In the innumerable discussions, there were two points… two key points that made everyone shake with excitement. The first was the emergence of the blue glow in Zhao Yameng's eyes at the final moments of the match, and the second was the dexterity with which Wang Baole manipulated the dozens of flying swords.

These two aspects were also the areas that made everyone immensely amazed!

"Zhao Yameng's burst at the end must be a secret technique that carries immense power!"

"What was it that Wang Baole used that allowed him to manipulate the flying swords so nimbly? This… this is not something we can achieve in the Ancient Martial realm!"

Countless discussions emerged unendingly. With the ending of the additional matches, Ethereal Dao College's tournament finally came to an end. The list of the top one thousand contenders had been tabulated and would be announced three days later.

In reality, there was little significance regardless of whether the names on the list were announced. Long before the list was formed, there were already people who had summarized the accumulated points on the Spirit Intranet. Everyone knew deep in their hearts who would make it to the top 1,000.

Of everyone, the most despondent would be those who were ranked just after the 1,000th position and those who had been eliminated in the additional matches. However, there was nothing that they could do. Sometimes, the seemingly small distance of a single step could feel like the distance between heaven and earth.

With the conclusion of the matches, the atmosphere in the Dao College significantly livened up. It was as if everyone could finally take a breather and relax. Wang Baole also took the time to recuperate in his own cave abode in order to replenish the energy that he had spent battling Zhao Yameng.

However, he did not head outside. Rather, even after his rest, the scene of Zhao Yameng's burst in the final moments of the match replayed itself in his mind recurrently.

With a blue glow in her eyes, she seemed to have lost control. It is also definite that the mystic technique has already far exceeded what she can withstand, explaining why she fell unconscious after that. Wang Baole was still shaken even after analyzing the scenario. If the Chancellor had not stepped forward to put a halt on matters, Wang Baole was unable to imagine what would eventually have happened.

In that state, Zhao Yameng is too powerful. It's as if… she became one with the Spirit Qi! Wang Baole became solemn and took a seat on the veranda before closing his eyes. The events of the match between him and Zhao Yameng were continuously replayed in his mind as he thought about how his performance could have been better.

Wang Baole liked to reflect. This was something that he had learned from the high officials' autobiographies. Whether it was in the way he treated others or the way he trained his skills, reflection had always been an important component.

…

At the center of the Chancellor's peak was a great hall made of jade carvings. This great hall was not as grand as the Chancellor's hall, but it was still extremely majestic.

That great hall was where the Vice-Chancellor worked and lived.

Even if his authority in the College Discipline Department had been stripped and transferred to others due to the incident involving Wang Baole in the Pond Cloud Rainforest, he was still the Vice-Chancellor and possessed a level of authority.

Right now, in the attic behind the great hall overlooking the land afar, there was a middle-aged man in black standing silently behind him. That man was the teacher of the Dao College who was currently leading the College Discipline Department. At the same time, he was also the person who had publicly announced that Wang Baole had cheated a year ago. He hesitated but eventually still decided to speak, his voice low.

"Chancellor… do you really want to handle the matter this way?"

Looking at the sky faraway, without turning his head, the Vice-Chancellor replied calmly, "Are you afraid?"

"A little bit, yes." The middle-aged man in black laughed bitterly. "Wang Baole is now the only Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty, and he amazed everyone with his moves in the match several days ago. Therefore, he can be considered a hot favorite in the Dao College right now, so why should we find trouble with him again?

"Even if we cancel his eligibility in the rankings, it will be little use. The very next day, the Chancellor will definitely be angered, not only punishing you, but also restoring his eligibility instantly."

The middle-aged man in black was confused as he tried to persuade the Vice-Chancellor after mustering his courage.

"What's more… Lin Tianhao's student status has already been revoked…"

The middle-aged man in black did not complete his sentence. In reality, he would never have dared mention it previously. However, he genuinely did not want to provoke Wang Baole any further, and he had long ascertained that Wang Baole would definitely gain admission to the Upper Academy island. It was not worthwhile for him to form another enemy this way. However, he was also helpless as he had to obey the Vice-Chancellor. Therefore, he wanted to try to persuade the Vice-Chancellor to change his mind.

"Lin Tianhao?" Hearing the man in black's words, the Vice-Chancellor laughed, a look of disdain that was not visible to others forming in his eyes. "Say no more. You only need to tell me whether you will do it or not."

Turning his head, Gao Quan stared coldly at the middle-aged man in black. Immediately, the middle-aged man in black felt immense pressure, as beads of perspiration formed on his forehead.

After a brief moment, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Yes, sir!"

"Then do it. You have three days. Once the rankings are out, I want to see results." Retracting his glare, Gao Quan spoke emotionlessly. The middle-aged man in black felt terrible, but he knew that he had no other choice as he nodded and quickly left to prepare for his tasks.

The look of disdain in Gao Quan's eyes became more obvious when the middle-aged man in black had left.

Do you really think that I am so lowly to go to the extent of pleasing the son in order to suck up to the senator?

I am without a choice, since that Chancellor who thinks that everything is under his control wants to see me adding value to myself.

That old man… he thinks that I don't know that it's his tactic to keep subordinates close before killing them, Gao Quan thought as the look of disdain disappeared, replaced by a gloomy ferocity.

Wang Baole's position will indeed be restored quickly, but if I don't try to suppress it, if I don't create enemies, if I don't add value to myself… the old Chancellor will see the value of his fruit of labor diminishing. He will definitely be unhappy, and if he abandons me for cheap, won't he lose out?

Gao Quan clenched his fists.

The more enemies I have and the more people I provoke, the more others will want to eliminate me. However, even before they can do anything, they will need the Chancellor's approval. After all, on the Lower Academy Island, even though the Chancellor is not absolute, he is still extremely powerful.

As long as someone wants to come after me, they must negotiate with the Chancellor. The more enemies that I have and the more ruthless and thorough I am, the more people will hate me. This way, my value will increase, such that when he is negotiating with others, his gains will be greater. This is especially so as I can see that the Chancellor is of the view that Wang Baole will become the one negotiating with him in the future.

Following this logic, the greater my value, the fewer people will be able to afford to come after me. I will then have more time to plan for the future.

Just give me more time so that I can escape this place!

The ferocity in Gao Quan's eyes intensified, and he became even more ruthless. He already felt threatened, worrying that he would be eliminated by the Chancellor even before he was posted elsewhere. That was why he wanted to bank on Wang Baole's matter to increase his personal value. He knew the Chancellor like the back of his hand, understanding that his moves would definitely halt the thought of the Chancellor eliminating him in favor of reaping greater benefits.

As for Wang Baole, he was indeed no small fry. However, Wang Baole was nothing compared to his own past.

Even if he's the only Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament, even if he amazed everyone in his match, so what? I might only be in the early-stage of True Breath while he's at the peak of the Ancient Martial realm, but there will definitely be differences in our skill. His failure at retaliating means that he can only bear with it for the time moment since he has not reached True Breath yet!

So what if I find trouble with him? Even if he really attains True Breath in the future and wants to seek vengeance, he will have to wait until he gains firm footing on the Upper Academy Island. By then, I will have long since left. As for what happens after that…

Gao Quan closed his eyes, his lips curling into a smirk.

He might have lost the right to take revenge then!

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A night passed.

When Wang Baole finished his reflection and meditation, he received a notification from the Chancellor informing him that the mystic realm of the four great Dao Colleges would open a month later and that he should make preparations as soon as possible.

There was only one month for him to prepare himself.

I'm going to each the True Breath realm! Wang Baole was determined and immediately contacted Xie Haiyang. Regardless of the consequences, he threw out numerous Spirit Stones in exchange for pills and materials to refine Dharmic artifacts.

Wang Baole was hell-bent on grabbing hold of this opportunity.

Xie Haiyang had been incredibly busy recently. After all, regardless of whether it was a major examination or the upcoming mystic realm, countless people wanted to trade. In Ethereal Dao College, the name 'Xie Haiyang' was famous and reliable. No matter how busy he was, however, Xie Haiyang perked up the moment he received Wang Baole's voice transmission.

Wang Baole had always been generous, and Xie Haiyang had long placed his bets on Wang Baole as he thought that Wang Baole would definitely make it to the Upper Academy Island. If he maintained a good relationship with him, his business could be expanded in the Upper Academy Island as well.

Therefore, he promised that he would be able to deliver everything that Wang Baole needed and even gave him a discount.

"Schoolmate Baole, so long as it's me, Xie Haiyang, handling it, you can rest assured that you'll get everything you need in no more than seven days!"

Wang Baole was surprised hearing Xie Haiyang's promise. Not only was the number of items he ordered large, they were also superior goods. The fact that Xie Haiyang could deliver his request heartened Wang Baole, for he felt that Xie Haiyang's existence in the Dao College definitely made things easier.

Just like that, as Wang Baole waited, days went by. Finally, the one thousand individuals who had made it to the mystic realm of the four Dao Colleges were confirmed, and their names were announced on the Spirit Intranet.

To most people, the ranking list was no mystery. However, that did not stop people from looking it up the moment it was announced. At first glance, nothing seemed unexpected, but very quickly, their eyes widened as they shrieked and hyperventilated with surprise.

"Wang Baole's actually not in the list!"

"Gosh! How is that even possible?"

"Wang Baole won five out of five matches and demonstrated such amazing techniques. How is he not in the list?"

As everyone felt incredulous, the Spirit Intranet was heated with discussion. After seeing the list, Liu Daobin was severely taken aback and contacted Wang Baole immediately.

Wang Baole, who was meditating, did not look at the ranking list at all. The moment he received Liu Daobin's voice transmission, he froze. Even before he could open the Spirit Intranet, he began to receive innumerable voice transmissions continuously, all telling him that his name was nowhere to be seen on the rankings.

"Impossible!" Wang Baole could not believe it. His heart pounding, he immediately looked it up on the Spirit Intranet. After a brief moment, his expression turned awful. On that ranking list, his name really was nowhere to be found.

The very moment that the matter caused a commotion, the College Discipline Department of the Dao College sent out a notification.

That notification specifically addressed the reasons and explanations as to why Wang Baole was not on the list.

"After investigations, it was found that in the first match, Wang Baole made use of his official authority and colluded with Wu Haisen so that Wu Haisen would concede. This is against the rules of the Collage, and therefore, Wang Baole's eligibility is revoked!"

Without excessive explanation or effort to hide anything, the announcement was made with a couple of simple sentences. However, there was a clip that followed, which showed the student named Wu Haisen maligning Wang Baole and admitting that he conceded defeat under the threat and request of Wang Baole.

There were definitely people who believed in the truth of the matter, but most of the people who came to know of the news all thought that it was too absurd.

"That's ridiculous!"

"A ploy, it must be a ploy!"

"The Vice-Chancellor Gao Quan bears a grudge against Head Prefect Wang Baole, so this must be his doing!"

"It's not fair!"

Witnessing everything unfolding before his eyes, Wang Baole, who was sitting in the cave abode, was fuming with anger. His breathing intensified, and blue veins bulged prominently on his forehead. His eyes were full of rage, and his first instinct was to open his voice transmission ring to send a voice transmission to the Chancellor, but he stopped himself.

I cannot be rash. I must calm down. Wang Baole took a deep breath. Even though he was angry, he was not worried about his position in the ranking list as the explanation given by the College Discipline Department was not legitimate.

What he needed to focus on now was to find out who the mastermind behind this whole incident was. He was well versed in the high officials' autobiographies, and he instinctively felt that the entire matter was too suspicious.

Lin Tianhao? Gao Quan? The Chancellor? Wang Baole thought, furrowing his brows as he put away his voice transmission ring. His gaze shimmered, and he decided to wait and see.

He did not have to wait for long as within the time needed to burn an incense, the Chancellor's peak released another notice to announce that Wang Baole had not broken the rules, and his eligibility was restored!

Furthermore, the tone of the notice was harsh as it reprimanded those in charge of the College Discipline Department strictly.

The speed with which the matter was resolved and the harsh criticism immediately excited the students within the Dao College. On the Spirit Intranet, everyone was exhilarated as the highly suspicious incident that angered the masses was quickly resolved, and the Chancellor's mighty impression and authority was showcased once again.

"The Chancellor is so mighty!"

"Haha, this is Ethereal Dao College for me!"

"Peace, clarity, and justice are presented right before our eyes!"

Liu Daobin and company all heaved a sigh of relief. Only Wang Baole remained solemn, with his head lowered as he looked at the voice transmission ring. When the second notice was being sent out, he received a message from the Chancellor, which contained a name.

Gao Quan! Wang Baole rage intensified. Even if the matter had been resolved, it was obvious that he had been made use of, and he had experienced a significant threat.

Lin Tianhao has already been expelled; therefore, it is unlikely that he would be the one behind this as it would be meaningless. The most it would do is incite disgust within me. As for the Chancellor, he didn't need to make use of me to showcase his power and authority. Following this argument, it is highly likely that Gao Quan is the one behind all these!

Damn this Gao Quan, using this matter to disgust me and at the same time giving the Chancellor an opportunity to show off his prowess. Other than that, I believe that he has other motives. No matter what, he had been trying to harm me time and again, that despicable fella!

Wang Baole punched the floor. As he adjusted his breathing slowly, he clenched his fist tight.

The first time, he wanted to expel me for cheating… that I can bear. The second time, he spread fake news that almost sent me to death, but I swallowed it for he was the Vice-Chancellor. Twice is pushing it, but thrice is too much!

Wang Baole found it hard to swallow his anger but was unable to release it, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In reality, there were people in the Dao College who could deduce exactly what happened. It was just that the matter had nothing to do with them, and they did not need to boast about their understanding either. After all, people understood the matter all had positions in the various departments and would not create trouble for themselves in order to show off.

Now, Wang Baole was extremely troubled. Based on his usual temperament, he would have long taken action. However, he had gained some understanding of the Vice-Chancellor's cultivation after the incident in the Pond Cloud Rainforest, and he knew that the Vice-Chancellor was in the True Breath realm.

Wang Baole felt that he was no match for a True Breath expert. With his anger becoming increasingly unbearable, Wang Baole shook his head strongly as he retrieved the secret mask and headed directly into the hallucination realm.

On the ice plains of the hallucination realm, Wang Baole began speaking to the mask while trying to suppress the anger that was threatening to explode within him.

"Little Missy, a True Breath realm expert is trying to go against me. Do you have any means for me to break through to the True Breath realm right now?"

The mask flashed, revealing the answer instantly.

"No!"

"Then… is there a way for Ancient Martial Arts warriors to defeat True Breath experts?"

"No!"

The mask gave the same answer. Wang Baole was despondent, looking at the replies. He shook his head, suppressing his disappointment, as he prepared himself to swallow the indignation. He had wanted to wait till he acquired True Breath before taking revenge on Gao Quan.

However, just as he was about to give up and leave the hallucination realm, the secret mask flashed indiscernibly. If a Little Missy really lived in the mask as Wang Baole had hypothesized, the flash by the mask would be akin to her gaze—a sly one to be specific—as if an opportunity for a prank has arisen.

Very quickly, a sentence surfaced on the surface of the mask. A bolt of lightning accompanied it in order to catch Wang Baole's attention and to serve as a reminder for him.

The disappointed Wang Baole was mumbling in his heart and was frightened by the sudden bolt of lightning. The moment he lowered his head, he saw the words on the mask and immediately stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening as he quickly grew excited.

"Ancient Martial Arts is a process of refinement, and the epitome of this refinement is known as the Golden Body. If you are able to achieve a Golden Body, you would stand a chance against a True Breath expert!"

As if the seduction was not strong enough, a second sentence immediately appeared on the mask.

"What's more, if you reach the True Breath realm with a Golden Body, you will reap unexpected benefits!"

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"What benefits?" Wang Baole blinked several times and immediately began inquiring.

This time, however, the mask did not give a clear answer, instead merely telling him that all would be revealed when he absorbed the True Breath.

If it had been any other time, Wang Baole definitely would have found a way to press for an answer. In this case, he knew that the benefits would be guaranteed. Furthermore, his rage toward Gao Quan the Vice-Chancellor had occupied all his thoughts, so he did not question further, instead only gritting his teeth.

"I'll cultivate myself for it. What do I have to do? I'll tolerate it even if the lightning continues."

Wang Baole's steadfast attitude as he said those words caused the mask to flash and vibrate several times. Lines of words appeared afterward. Considering just the types of cultivation techniques alone, there were already several listings. There were also numerous pills that Wang Baole had not even heard of. Lastly, a time period was stated, informing Wang Baole that if he followed the plan, he would only need three years to reach the Golden Body realm.

Looking at the cultivation techniques listed, Wang Baole was already troubled. As he saw the list of pills, his heart pounded. When his gaze finally landed on the time period of three years, his eyes nearly fell out of their sockets, and he began laughing bitterly.

"You must have another way. Alright, Little Missy, let's stop fooling around. As long as you're able to allow me to attain a Golden Body within a month and defeat the True Breath expert, I'll do it, no matter what it is!" Wang Baole was straightforward in his words because he could no longer withstand the indignation.

The moment Wang Baole completed his sentence, the mask flashed again. This time, without taking very long, a solution that could allow Wang Baole to attain the Golden Body was listed!

It was a challenge to become the Golden Body within a month through legitimate means. One would have to go through hellish cultivation methods in order to reduce their original cultivation to Pulse Enrichment, regain their Physical Seal, before breaking through the Physical Seal back into the Pulse Enrichment stage. It was all a cycle.

A cycle like that needed to be repeated dozens of times. The entire process was akin to smithing, with the repeated tempering eventually resulting in steel being forged! Furthermore, regarding the point of reducing his original cultivation into Pulse Enrichment, it was possible to cause actual harm to him even in the hallucination realm.

Even though it was unorthodox, there were no repercussions to this method. The only challenge was withstanding the indescribable hardship throughout the entire process!

The solution that flashed on the mask right now made Wang Baole's heart pound furiously. He exhaled deeply, looking cautiously at the mask.

"Actual harm? Little Missy, we're not enemies, are we? I merely want to get back at him. This method of yours seems… too ruthless."

Hearing Wang Baole words, the mask flashed once again. It appeared that it had been angered as numerous curved lightning bolts that were on the brink of eruption appeared on the mask. Frightened, Wang Baole immediately stepped back and left the hallucination realm.

When everything disappeared and Wang Baole reappeared in the cave abode, he sat there with frustration all over his face. On the one hand, he wanted to take revenge, but on the other hand, the solution given by the mask was something that he felt was unreliable. He was truly caught between a rock and a hard place.

Looking to escape from his frustration, he began browsing through the Spirit Intranet. However, as he read through the discussions about his eligibility being revoked and reinstated, his frustration only grew.

Without thinking much, he turned on the voice transmission ring to send a voice transmission to Vice-Chancellor Gao Quan.

"Vice-Chancellor Gao, I can bear with your earlier attempts to expel me and your collusion with Lin Tianhao to have me killed, but this time, I want an explanation!"

Gao Quan had previously been overseeing the College Discipline Department of the entire Dao College, making Wang Baole his subordinate. That was why Wang Baole had the voice transmission details of Gao Quan.

Right after he sent the voice transmission, Wang Baole stared at the voice transmission ring, waiting for Gao Quan's reply. However, after an hour of waiting without any response, Wang Baole revealed a fierce gaze as he gritted his teeth.

No matter. Since you are unwilling to give me an explanation now, I'll beat you up until you explain yourself!

Wang Baole carried a ruthless expression as he immediately sent a voice transmission to Xie Haiyang, requesting to borrow the numinous treasure that could deceive one's mind again!

It was a smooth process of borrowing the numinous treasure this time. Before long, Xie Haiyang arrived and passed Wang Baole the numinous treasure. After he saw the expressionless Wang Baole, he knew better than to ask the reasons behind his request and left quickly after a few words of consolation.

After sending Xie Haiyang off, Wang Baole sat solemnly with his legs crossed in the cave abode. Closing his eyes, the solution presented by the mask floated in his mind. After a brief moment, his eyes opened suddenly, and he retrieved several Rainbow Spirit Stones to begin carving inscriptions that could allow him to gather Spirit Qi.

The purpose of the inscriptions was to empower the Rainbow Spirit Stones to absorb most of the Spirit Qi from the surroundings. Only when he had carved sufficient inscriptions on the Rainbow Spirit Stones did Wang Baole put them aside, drawing a deep breath to ready himself, and enter the hallucination realm.

"Little Missy, let's begin!"

The instant Wang Baole said those words, a bright glow flashed from the mysterious mask. A black flash of lightning shot out immediately, striking Wang Baole, who was too slow to hide or react.

As the lightning traveled through his body, an indescribable, excruciating pain that far exceeded what Wang Baole had experienced before erupted continuously in waves, overwhelming Wang Baole's body and mind.

He could clearly feel that the lightning carried a destructive power, tearing apart his flesh, breaking his bones, and severing his meridians the moment it entered his body. It was as if he was being sculpted from the very beginning, undergoing a remolding process that would transform him completely!

The pain was too overwhelming. Even he was screaming in agony, spurting out bright red blood as his body fell to the floor, convulsing. The pressure created by the transformation process was continuously compressing his Blood Qi and his cultivation. After suppressing his Pulse Enrichment cultivation to the fullest and compressing his Blood Qi to solidness, he went from Pulse Enrichment to Physical Seal!

The entire process continued for an entire hour. Wang Baole's screams gradually weakened, but he did not once fall unconscious. After going through the entire process of compression and falling, he picked himself up weakly when everything ended, his body trembling and drenched in sweat. With a will to not collapse, he left the hallucination realm.

After reappearing in the cave abode, Wang Baole was pale and ashen but revealed a look of ruthlessness in his eyes. He began refining Spirit Stones. Right now, refining the Spirit Stones were not the key—his focus was to boost his spirit fat!

Using this method, he wanted to accumulate sufficient spirit fat in the shortest time possible before breaking through to the Pulse Enrichment realm again. The Rainbow Spirit Stones surrounding him were boosting the surrounding Spirit Qi so that the devouring seed in his body could increase its rate of absorption!

"Gao Quan, just you wait!" Wang Baole growled with a low voice. The devouring seed in his body exploded outward for the first time, releasing all restraints and absorbing Spirit Qi from all directions as if it was torturing itself. The Rainbow Spirit Stones surrounding Wang Baole were all shimmering as Spirit Qi was sucked in with breathtaking speed similar to a churning wave. Wang Baole's body was like a black hole, devouring all the Spirit Qi it could.

Everything happened at lightning speed, and if anyone had been watching, they would have been able to see Wang Baole's body expanding ceaselessly. After an unknown period of time, all the Rainbow Spirit Stones surrounding him had broken down while Wang Baole's body had grown so huge that he was occupying more than half of the cave abode.

It was difficult for him to even open his eyes. As he clenched his jaw, mustering all his capabilities to pick up the numinous treasure that could deceive his mind, he adjusted himself slightly and sent an order to his brain.

He told his own brain that he had already continuously run for more than a year at his top speed.

The moment the order was given, Wang Baole's eyes stared wide open, his mind so busy with activity that it was about to explode. Within his humongous body that was trembling vigorously, spirit fat was dissolving quickly, transforming into Spirit Qi that was being absorbed, causing his Blood Qi to burst from within.

The entire process continued for a long while. When everything ended, Wang Baole's cultivation had broken through again, reaching the Pulse Enrichment realm. He sat there, giving off an entirely different vibe, as if his abilities had advanced even more, to the extent that he seemed to carry the ferocious air given off by the half-step True Breath elder who had previously led the men in black.

That was especially so when the mysterious mask released strikes of black lightning once again in order to suppress his cultivation. In the process, countless mysterious substances were produced, slowing being absorbed by and integrating into his body!

It really works! Wang Baole began to feel excited as he took a deep breath, entering the hallucination realm once again to start the cycle that would transform him into the Golden Body.

Just like that, Wang Baole relentlessly underwent the processes of compression under the effects of the black lightning. His cultivation continued alternating between the stages of being compressed into the Physical Seal from the Pulse Enrichment realm before breaking through, then being compressed once again…

The torturous feeling of the entire process almost drove Wang Baole crazy, but his characteristic ruthlessness was extremely prominent, especially when he recognized that the method that he was adopting was feasible. Therefore, no matter how painful the torture, he persevered. At the peak of the pain, he managed by imagining himself attacking Gao Quan.

The Golden Body can defeat a True Breath expert! Gao Quan, this time I will shatter your balls!

As the days went by, the month-long time limit gradually approached. Wang Baole's cultivation had already reached the apex. Even though he was disheveled and beaten, if one could see him, they would definitely be taken aback by Wang Baole's aura.

This aura had already far surpassed the Pulse Enrichment realm. Under the continuous cycles of compression, even Wang Baole was not sure of the status of his Blood Qi. Faintly, on the surface of his skin, a golden glow seemed to be given off.

Even the mysterious mask seemed to be at a loss. If there was really a spirit within it, it would definitely gasp in shock, surprised that Wang Baole could persist for so long and for so many times. That was simply unimaginable.

There had been one time when the black lightning was suppressing Wang Baole's cultivation that a soft mumble of hesitation from a woman had emerged from the mask, but it had not been registered by Wang Baole.

"Could it be that the Golden Body is an actual thing? Impossible! What background does this Fatso have? I merely wanted to trick him since he is such an eyesore, but it seems like he really attained the Golden Body state!"

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Chapter 89: Battling a True Breath Expert

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In the three days before Ethereal Dao College headed to the mystic realm, Wang Baole, who had gone through innumerable cycles of compression and pain, was now dressed in shorts as he sat within the cave abode. He was agitated, looking at his body—which had significantly slimmed down—and staring at his suave looks in the mirror.

This method actually allowed me to lose weight!

In his agitation, Wang Baole also noticed that a golden glow was emanating from his skin. He was extremely excited, especially when the slightest release of his Blood Qi could already warp his surroundings.

I'm so strong! Hah, this must be the Golden Body!

Jumping for joy, Wang Baole quickly entered the hallucination realm and began shouting at the top of his voice the moment he stepped in.

"Little Missy, there is a golden glow from my body! Look at it! Am I within the Golden Body realm yet?"

The moment Wang Baole spoke, the mysterious mask flashed several times. A while passed without any words appearing, causing Wang Baole to grow nervous as he grew uncertain of himself. Then, a few words emerged—seemingly reluctantly—from the mysterious mask.

"Congratulations, you have already entered the legendary Golden Body realm!"

"Really?" Looking at those words, Wang Baole was exhilarated, but he was still slightly suspicious considering the mask's response.

"Yes, you can now battle that True Breath expert! Go and have your revenge!" The message appeared immediately on the mask.

Reading it, Wang Baole felt encouraged, and he looked to the sky laughing heartily with his hands on his hips.

Gao Quan, the mighty Wang Baole is here for you!

Wang Baole was in high spirits. He tried to estimate his level of cultivation, and though he was unable to do it accurately, he could feel that the aura given off by the elder leading the men in black was not exactly insignificant but was at least ten times weaker than what he possessed now!

That was especially so for his Blood Qi. Even when he was trying to sense it, he was left gawking in disbelief—the viscosity of his Blood Qi was shockingly high, providing protection to his body that far exceeded what he had experienced before.

He could even smell a peculiar scent emanating from his body that was different from all the food and snacks that he had eaten before. This further made Wang Baole think that he had become extremely superior right now.

Both his speed and strength made him extremely agitated. After receiving confirmation from the mask, Wang Baole was even more confident. Shaking his body, he left the hallucination realm and dashed out of the cave abode after a change of clothes.

He had already waited for almost a month and could no longer wait. He wanted to seek revenge from Gao Quan right now!

Well, well, Gao Quan. You have bullied me repeatedly, and today, I will let you experience the prowess of Grandpa Wang!

Wang Baole was raging with power, and with incredible speed, he sped along. As he ran, he actually produced sonic booms, his velocity far exceeding that of someone at peak Pulse Enrichment realm.

The sound that accompanied his movements reverberated, inciting surprise in countless students. Even before they could take a good look at what was happening, Wang Baole had already rushed down the peak, heading straight to the Chancellor's peak.

Very quickly, as his speed broke the sound barrier, he arrived at the great hall in the Chancellor's peak, where Gao Quan was located. When he arrived, he began to feel that the air within the great hall was filled with a suppressive force.

Before attaining the Golden Body, he had never experienced this force when he met Gao Quan. Now that his realm had been elevated, his sensitivity to forces around him had also advanced, and that caused him to stop in his tracks.

What if… Little Missy lied to me? Wang Baole blinked several times, a look of steadfastness emerging in his eyes.

I must not withdraw. I have attained the Golden Body, and I will definitely defeat Gao Quan! Furthermore, there are so many people around—he wouldn't dare kill me!

Recalling that he possessed the Golden Body, Wang Baole's confidence was regained. However, between his steps, he still retrieved his megaphone and began to call Gao Quan names with a low growl.

"Gao Quan, you bully! I'll fight you till the end!" His voice exploded, carrying the unlimited Blood Qi power that was stored within his body. His voice was already like thunder by itself, but as it was amplified by the megaphone that he had refined again, his words appeared to be like an announcement from the heavens, blasting through the entire Chancellor's peak.

Furthermore, it was extremely impactful. In the direction where Wang Baole directed his words, it was as if a hurricane had swept through, uprooting countless plants and hurling them into the great hall, causing it to vibrate. The main gate was immediately thrown open, revealing a Gao Quan who had opened his eyes in shock after being interrupted abruptly from meditation.

"You…"

Subconsciously, Gao Quan began speaking, but even before he could finish, Wang Baole's body was like a flash of lighting, rushing into the hall at an unimaginable speed and arriving right in front of Gao Quan. He immediately threw a punch at Gao Quan with his right fist!

The series of events from Wang Baole's howling to his punch happened too quickly, within the blink of an eye. Gao Quan could not even react in time, nor had he thought that Wang Baole would actually dare lay a finger on him. As Wang Baole's roar traveled into his ears, he was thrown off the ground by Wang Baole's punch.

"Kneel and address me as Daddy!" Wang Baole roared. Gao Quan's body flew off the ground due to the impact of Wang Baole's punch, and he landed heavily, creating a hole within the great hall as he was thrown outside.

As the entire great hall tremored, Wang Baole revealed a look of ferocity as he swiftly followed behind.

At the same time, a loud boom was heard, alerting everyone on the Chancellor's peak. The instant the Chancellor experienced it, his facial expression changed, and he immediately rushed out. There were also many teachers on the Chancellor's peak then, and the moment they heard the noise, they all widened their eyes and quickly rushed out.

The faces of the students who happened to be on the peak turned white with shock as they heard the commotion. They ran from all directions toward the Vice-Chancellor's great hall.

The moment they arrived, an angry roar immediately erupted.

"Wang Baole, are you seeking death?" Following the angry roar, a savage aura immediately spread out. Instantly, the surrounding plants withered under the impact, and Gao Quan emerged directly from the vegetation.

His hair was a mess, and he looked beaten with his clothes thorn. Rage surfaced in his eyes, his anger capable of scorching the heavens and earth.

He, the Vice-Chancellor, had been attacked by a student, and that made him incredibly embarrassed and angry. It was a difficult feeling to describe, and as he rushed out, he looked at Wang Baole with a strong desire to kill.

"Wang Baole!"

As he spoke, Gao Quan raised his hands, releasing the aura of the True Breath realm that was stored within him. Even though it was not impactful enough to transform the heaven and earth, it was still sufficiently powerful to further wither the surrounding plants. This was especially so for the aura of his True Breath, which had an indescribable suppressive force on a Ancient Martial Arts warrior. As the air spread, he appeared like a god in the eyes of the common man, giving off an extraordinarily scary aura.

Right now, accompanying his rage, the suppressive force from his True Breath charged toward Wang Baole directly, landing impactfully on him.

"Kneel!"

At this instant, Wang Baole had just rushed out of the hole in the great hall. After seeing Gao Quan and experiencing the suppressive force, as well as the invisible force that had transformed from it pushing directly on his body, his expression changed.

It was like the weight of a gigantic mountain landing on his body, causing him to be completely compressed. Even reflexively, he felt a strong resistance!

That was… the repression of the True Breath realm on the Ancient Martial Arts realm!

That was… the repression of a cultivator on a common mortal!

Ancient Martial Arts meant mortality, while True Breath implied that one was a cultivator. These two terms only differed slightly, but they were fundamentally different and carried a completely different meaning.

True Breath was superior to Ancient Martial Arts precisely because of the repression emerging from the aura, which could cause all Ancient Martial Arts warriors to become incapable of retaliating when facing a cultivator.

Under the suppressive force of the True Breath, his waist was being contorted, and his head was deeply lowered. All his bones were rattling. It was obvious that Gao Quan's move was not merely aimed at making Wang Baole kneel… he wanted to compress Wang Baole to a state where all his bones had broken!

The moment that Gao Quan's suppressive force spread to suppress Wang Baole, the Chancellor and teachers, as well as the students who were nearby, all rushed onto the scene. Witnessing everything, their facial expressions changed, and the Chancellor was raging.

"Gao Quan, stop!" The moment he spoke, the Chancellor made his move to prevent things from happening.

However, right at this moment, Wang Baole, who was being repressed by Gao Quan's True Breath aura, suddenly raised his head, his gaze carrying a look of ruthlessness. An air of resistance and strength was given off as he let out a low growl.

"Thinking of suppressing me?" Wang Baole shouted, and his Blood Qi completely erupted at that instant. Blasts immediately emerged as his frightening Blood Qi shot out. The Blood Qi was intense and viscous, and the moment it spread, an imaginary sea of blood seemed to have formed behind Wang Baole!

In that sea of blood, there were mysterious substances that were produced from the absorption of the black lightning existing within. Even the Chancellor was unable to discern it!

Even though the sea of blood was imaginary, formed by the frightening Blood Qi, the moment it appeared, it astounded everyone. What was even more shocking was that the moment the Blood Qi erupted, it became a resistive force, fighting the might of Gao Quan's True Breath!

In his resistance, Wang Baole's body shook, but his bent waist was immediately straightened, and his head was slowly raised as he began to step forward.

"So what if you're in the True Breath realm?"

This scene instantly threw everyone into astonishment and unbelievable shock!

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Chapter 90: Extreme Blood Qi!

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"Gosh, my eyes aren't playing tricks on me, are they?"

"How could that even be possible? Ancient Martial Arts can actually resist the repressive force of the True Breath realm?"

"That Blood Qi… Wang Baole's Blood Qi is so heaven-defying. He actually didn't unleash all his power in his previous match against Zhao Yameng!"

The teachers standing around were all shaken with surprise, and the students felt even more so. Everyone standing there had their mouths agape, their minds blown by what they had just seen.

The difference between the Ancient Martial Arts and the True Breath realm was like comparing a child to a well-built man. There was no means of resistance. However, the scene unfolding before their eyes, with Wang Baole straightening his waist and raising his head, coupled with his sharp gaze, actually meant that Gao Quan's True Breath suppressive force had lost all its effect!

Even the Chancellor was taken aback by the series of events. He stared with his eyes wide open, unable to hide his shock.

Legend has it that if someone manages to cultivate their Blood Qi to the extreme, it is possible to resist the suppressive force from a True Breath expert for a short period of time. However, it still requires a bloodline that is difficult to find, even with today's techniques.

Could it be that… Wang Baole's bloodline is unique?

The Chancellor stopped in his tracks, halting his attempt to prevent the battle between Wang Baole and Gao Quan. He wanted to see for himself where Wang Baole's limits were.

The suspicious thoughts of whether Wang Baole possessed rare treasures or the greedy intentions toward his bloodline were not unexpected, and they could arise in the minds of anyone in power, even if they were from the four major Dao Colleges. However, on the whole, the four major Dao Colleges in the federation were places where talents were cultivated. Their main focus was developing a sense of belonging toward the Dao College among the students and not vying for obvious benefits.

If what they wanted were benefits, the four major Dao College would not have risen to their current statuses and would not become the highly coveted halls of ivory that many could only dream of in the Federation. Therefore, in the Chancellor's view, even though he was only Chancellor of the Lower Academy Island, he was cognizant of this point, like the rest of the senior management of the entire Ethereal Dao College.

After all, since the beginning of the Spirit Inception Era, many have had experienced life-changing opportunities, and even he had experienced a unique opportunity himself.

Who doesn't have secrets? As long as he has a sense of recognition and belonging toward the Dao College, that is sufficient!

The Chancellor was full of anticipation as he watched Wang Baole and Gao Quan.

Right now, Gao Quan was more surprised than every onlooker combined.

"Impossible!" Gao Quan's breathing was irregular as he shrieked. Wang Baole's incredible Blood Qi had actually managed to resist the suppressive force of his True Breath, and that was something that he had never seen or heard in his whole life!

"Nothing is impossible!" Wang Baole raised his head, his gaze becoming even sharper. He was extremely agitated and excited, his self-confidence growing exponentially.

He thought about how Little Missy had not lied to him. A Golden Body could indeed battle a True Breath expert!

Under his hyperinflated self-confidence, Wang Baole let out a low growl before his body shot forward, heading directly at Gao Quan. His speed was at its maximum, making his entire body seem like it was moving at the speed of lightning as he quickly approached Gao Quan.

"Even if you can resist True Breath, the Ancient Martial Arts still remain the inadequate Ancient Martial Arts!" Gao Quan's eyes were reddened. There were too many onlookers, and he felt increasingly embarrassed. The feeling of being challenged by such a student made him furious and ashamed at the same time. Killing intent surfaced in his eyes, and the moment Wang Baole arrived before him, Gao Quan suddenly flailed his right hand, revealing three talismans in his palm!

The three talismans did not seem to be physical entities, almost ethereal. Inscriptions and mysterious colors covered the talismans, and the moment they were taken out, they actually influenced the surrounding Spirit Qi, making them circulate with the talismans.

Gao Quan's eyes shimmered, and he announced with a low voice at the same moment he threw the three talismans out, "Fireball!"

Instantly, the three talismans began moving by themselves before setting themselves on fire. As they burned, they began absorbing the Spirit Qi in the surroundings, and in a blink of an eye, they were transformed into three fist-sized fireballs!

It was not an ordinary flame but was instead one that carried a blue glow and had a temperature high enough to burn not just the human body, even through metal. One could definitely imagine that once contact was made with the fireballs, they would be burned to ashes immediately!

The moment they flew, the surrounding temperature rose exponentially, becoming a heat wave. As the atmosphere began burning, the three fireballs headed directly toward Wang Baole!

Wang Baole was flabbergasted. He had seen recordings of True Breath experts in action captured by others, but right now, it was the first time he had witnessed a cultivator's spell.

The students standing around had also been gasping in shock from the moment they saw the talismans.

"True Breath spells!"

That was an authentic spell of True Breath's early stages. Apart from the physical transformation and the True Breath's suppressive force, another key difference in the outward presentation between the True Breath realm and the Ancient Martial realm laid in the spells!

The Ancient Martial realm made use of Blood Qi to create an illusion, but that was merely a secret technique of the Ancient Martial Arts in order to utilize the Blood Qi. The destructive power was not significant, and one still had to depend heavily on his own physical body.

However, for the True Breath realm, spells were techniques that were many times stronger than one's physical body, and that was also the fundamental difference between a cultivator and a mortal!

The three fireballs moved at rapid speed, burning everything in their path as they charged toward Wang Baole, trapping him in a corner, without giving him an opportunity to hide. The heat wave inundated him directly.

The Chancellor wanted to stop the turn of events, but he stopped himself. He looked at Wang Baole and felt that he was not a rash person. The fact that he had the courage to begin the battle indicated that he had a method of retaliation!

Looking at the approaching fireballs, Wang Baole held his breath as he raised his right hand. As his storage bracelet shimmered, several flying swords emerged, charging directly at the fireballs.

Tens of small seals were also thrown out, and as they surrounded him, the purple jade pendant started to glow, and the small purple dragon began growling as it started circling him.

The flying swords and fireballs hit each other. However, the flying swords, which could withstand any form of damage under usual circumstances, actually began to melt after clashing with the fireballs!

The materials that Wang Baole had used to refine the flying sword were ordinary metals, which were sufficient to give him an edge in the Ancient Martial Arts realm. However, when used against the True Breath spells, the advantage practically disappeared. Even though the material was inferior, a Spirit Kernel made from Rainbow Spirit Stones was rarely seen. Even if the flying swords were melting, the Spirit Kernels contained within would be stimulated to implode, slowing down the arriving speed of the three fireballs.

In that moment, the small seals surrounding Wang Baole imploded as he leapt and neared the three fireballs. A strong driving force resulted, stopping the fireball momentarily and changing its direction. The distance between them were sufficient to fit in a person.

It was difficult to explain everything, but in the snap of a finger, from the moment the flying swords were thrown out, Wang Baole had already unleashed all his speed, charging toward Gao Quan. The implosion by the flying swords and the small seal caused the fireballs to be slowed down, and the distance created gave Wang Baole a chance to slip past the three fireballs.

The small purple dragon surrounding him also gave him protection. Even though it only lightly touched the fireball, the purple dragon was immensely distressed. However, for Wang Baole, it allowed him to narrowly avoid the fireballs, arriving in front of Gao Quan with incredible speed.

Gao Quan was taken aback, for Wang Baole's reaction, breakthrough, and speed were too fast to handle. He was unable to react in time and could only take a step back. His protective numinous treasure was transformed into a small shield, but even that was blasted by Wang Baole's punch as he approached.

That punch landed on the shield, but the immense force caused the small shield to be swept backwards as it vibrated intensely. The small shield smashed into Gao Quan's chest, causing his internal organs to vibrate. As his body moved backward, Wang Baole was disappointed and not yet satisfied as he charged forward once again!

This very scene caused everyone to hold their breath while the glow in the Chancellor's eyes grew.

As for Gao Quan, who had retreated, he was now looking at Wang Baole with disbelief. He had never encountered such powerful Ancient Martial Arts. As he witnessed Wang Baole arriving right before his eyes, Gao Quan's gaze flashed.

His physical body is too strong. I cannot let him approach, and I must create distance between us!

With a snap of his fingers, four talismans appeared in the air surrounding him immediately!

The four talismans instantly began burning, but they did not transform into fireballs. Instead, they formed four wind blades, cutting through the air at a speed greater than that of the fireballs and charged directly at Wang Baole.

Their speed was so intense that it broke the sound barrier!

At the same time, Gao Quan quickly retreated, and snapping his fingers again, three flying swords emerged from his storage bag. They were all extremely sharp and headed directly toward Wang Baole!

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Chapter 91: Beating Up Gao Quan!

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First the wind blade, then the flying sword!

Gao Quan's attack revealed all his power in the True Breath realm. Furthermore, this was after Wang Baole had already eliminated his True Breath suppressive force. Otherwise, one could imagine that with such a True Breath suppressive force, no Ancient Martial Arts expert would be able to face him.

This was the forceful nature of True Breath!

Wang Baole's gaze grew brighter. When he arrived, he had already made preparations and did not even pause for a second. In the instant that the wind blade and flying sword appeared, he raised his right hand, and a glove appeared.

This glove was totally purple. It seemed to give off a strange glow, and it had a wave of Spirit force coiled up within—clearly, it was extraordinary. This object… was the object that Wang Baole had retrieved after killing the men in black in the Pond Cloud Rainforest. Thereafter, he had modified and transformed it. As such, this treasure had become even more powerful than before.

Not only could it form typhoons, it could add on to one's own power. This was the object with the largest attacking power that Wang Baole had in his possession.

Almost as soon as he put the glove on, Wang Baole grasped it firmly, and all the Blood Qi in his body traveled like a gushing river into the glove. A blood-colored typhoon rose from around Wang Baole and expanded forward. When it met the wind blade, Wang Baole took a large step forward and raised his right hand to swing out again.

This time, not only were there typhoons, there were also about ten flying swords that appeared with a whoosh. They did not rush at Gao Quan but instead revolved around Wang Baole, forming a protective barrier. This caused his entire person to seem like a sword ball, as though it was about to penetrate the wind blade.

The booming sound rose from the surrounding flying swords. These flying swords shattered one after the other, along with Wang Baole's typhoons. Nevertheless, he still managed to go through the wind blade. When he appeared, just as Gao Quan sent his three flying swords toward him, Wang Baole roared and took out another Dharmic artifact.

These were… beads that could create the Golden Bell Shield. He had previously refined quite a few beads, and right now, he took out a large number of them. Instead of using them to envelop himself, the beads wrapped around the three flying swords, causing these three flying swords to become trapped by layers of the Golden Bell Shield.

The sound shook the heavens. The three flying swords crashed, breaking off half of the Golden Bell Shield. Using the instant when the flying swords were trapped, Wang Baole's speed erupted, and he rushed right in front of Gao Quan.

"Gao Quan, watch how I defeat you today!"

Gao Quan's expression changed violently while he continued retreating. However, he suddenly discovered that he was not as fast as Wang Baole.

As he continuously chased, Wang Baole's eyes showed his determination. He raised his left hand and sent a punch at Gao Quan.

"Wang Baole, do you want to die?"

Gao Quan's eyes were vicious. As he retreated, he controlled the small shield outside his body, using it to block. He raised both hands about to cast his powers. As long as the small shield managed to block Wang Baole, he had time to once again exhibit his Dharma spells.

But this time… Wang Baole's raised left hand moved swiftly, grabbing onto the small shield. In the moment he grabbed the small shield, a small shock traveled from Wang Baole's hand to his whole body.

Wang Baole's entire body shook, and fresh blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth. Due to the struggle of this small shield, the shock that expanded internally almost made Wang Baole's left hand shatter. He swallowed the pain, and in his ferocity, he quickly raised his right and grabbed the finger that Gao Quan was using to cast his spells.

As Gao Quan panicked in fear, Wang Baole laughed fiercely.

"I've long wanted to bend that finger of yours!" As he spoke, Wang Baole violently bent it.

Gao Quan's face paled. There was an intense pain that he had never felt before in his finger, interrupting his spell-casting. However, he was still a True Breath expert. Even though the pain was unbearable, even though his body was not as strong as Wang Baole's, he had still achieved Pulse Enrichment before. In this moment, he ignored the pain, veins popping up on his forehead, and his other hand shot toward Wang Baole.

Alas, his speed was still too slow. Wang Baole sneered, already raising his right hand. Swiftly, with a whipping sound, he kicked… Gao Quan's crotch viciously!

"Gao Quan, you want to expel me?"

The strength from this kick was too strong, already reaching Wang Baole's limit. As the kick landed, Gao Quan could no longer stand the pain, and he cried out.

His body lost all its strength in that instant. An indescribable pain washed through his body like a flood, causing his face to turn green. As he screamed, Wang Baole's body grew close in a flash. He had already repressed his desire to beat up Gao Quan for almost a month, and all his pain and suffering for that month exploded in this moment.

"Gao Quan, you want to slander me?" Wang Baole roared. A fist shot out and landed on Gao Quan's chest.

Blood spurted from Gao Quan's mouth, and his body fell backward. Incredible pain spread from his crotch to the rest of his body. He was, however, at the True Breath realm, and despite the extreme anger and pain, the killing intent in his eyes was alarming. In an instant, blue veins appeared on his face and all over his body!

"You b*stard, die!" Gao Quan roared. Both of his arms stretched out, and his whole body was suffused with a blue light that filled the sky. Slowly, a blue figure rushed out from his body and flew at Wang Baole.

This figure was not a spirit, and neither was it an essence soul, but… a forbidden spell of the True Breath realm. It used the Spirit Roots within the body to assimilate the enemy as though devouring them, devouring the enemy to death!

Usually, this would only happen if one was pushed to one's limits in a matter of life and death. But today, Gao Quan had already expended all his means facing off against the Wang Baole.

Wang Baole's pupils narrowed. With his life in danger, killing intent also flashed in his eyes.

"You're seeking death!" His heart grew icy. He raised his right hand and clasped the glove tightly, wanting the glove to implode.

But just as Gao Quan's forbidden spell started taking effect and Wang Baole's glove was about to implode, the entire Chancellor Peak suddenly shook. A tremendous suppressive array formation activated on the mountain peak, creating an indescribable repelling force. In an instant, it landed between Wang Baole and Gao Quan, wrecking the protective barrier and forcing the two of them apart!

Gao Quan's body shook, interrupting the spreading forbidden spell. Blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, and he fell back.

Wang Baole's glove couldn't self-destruct as well. The force pushed Wang Baole, causing him to stumble backward.

At the same time, another identity token appeared in the Chancellor's hand. This identity token shone resplendently, acting in cooperation with the peak's suppressive force. Evidently, in this critical moment, the Chancellor had not hesitated in using the array formation to separate this battle of life and death.

Wang Baole squinted. Although he had been shocked by Gao Quan's attack, he also felt regret. He stopped and took a deep breath before cupping his fists toward the Chancellor.

"Thank you, Chancellor!"

As for Gao Quan, his expression was extremely dark. He did not look at Wang Baole. Instead, he glared at the Chancellor and roared, "Chancellor, this child has offended his superiors and shown me disrespect. I'm not wrong for disciplining him, so why did you stop me!"

The surrounding people fell silent. On the one hand, they were shocked at Wang Baole's attack; on the other, they also felt that the Chancellor was biased toward Wang Baole.

"Why did I stop you?" The Chancellor's expression grew black. "Gao Quan, you've lost your wits. Do you really think that I stopped this for Wang Baole's sake?"

Gao Quan froze and looked suddenly at Wang Baole, then at his glove. He seemed to realize something. His forehead dripped with sweat, and his breathing grew labored, gradually revealing a fearful expression.

The Chancellor sneered and ignored Gao Quan. He looked at Wang Baole, his gaze hovering on the glove for a moment.

Wang Baole blinked and realized that the Chancellor had worked out at least part of his plan. In actuality, he had modified the glove, hiding a large amount of poison from the red-boned white infant snakes. There was a lot of poison, so the moment the glove imploded, Gao Quan's body would have dissolved into red bones even before he had a chance to cast his spells!

This was Wang Baole's trump card.

If the Chancellor had not stopped them, Wang Baole could have explained all of his behavior away as self-defense, given that Gao Quan had attacked first.

Even though the Chancellor had realized his plan, Wang Baole did not feel that he was in the wrong. However, after considering the advice from the high officials' autobiographies to let the leaders feel important in certain situations, he decided to obediently remove the glove and place it in the storage bracelet. Bowing his head, he showed a contrite expression.

"Chancellor, it is my fault for hitting the Vice-Chancellor. I let my emotions get the better of me."

Seeing Wang Baole's contrition, the Chancellor's anger dissipated somewhat. However, it would not look good to simply let the matter go, so he needed to reprimand Wang Baole. But at this moment, Wang Baole took out a small book, as though he understood the Chancellor's intention. He appeared to be listening respectfully, preparing to nod his head at any moment and record the Chancellor's words.

This scene stunned the surrounding people. Even with his anger and fear, Gao Quan was also shocked, and he stared at Wang Baole, dumbstruck.

Even the Chancellor did not know whether to laugh or cry. Thinking of the time when Wang Baole entered the college on the cruiser, his anger dissipated again. He glared at Wang Baole.

"Fine, I'll let this matter pass. I know you've suffered, but do not let this happen again!"

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Chapter 92: Spirit Breath Village

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Regarding the Chancellor's method of raising the expectations high and then lowering them slowly, the surrounding teachers and students did not question it, even in their hearts. They were truly… convinced.

From the time Wang Baole entered Ethereal Dao College one year ago up until now, he had performed miracle after miracle.

Regardless of whether it was the hallucination realm examination, becoming the triple Head Prefect, or reorganizing the Dharmic Armament faculty College Discipline Department, all of his actions had made everyone focus on Wang Baole's glory.

Not to mention his role in expelling Lin Tianhao and the others, creating a large number of puppets to deal with the Dao Enlightenment faculty, and the eye-opening battle he had with Zhao Yameng in the Dao College's major exam.

All of those were only his achievements as a student. As for the battle just now, where he beat up the True Breath Vice-Chancellor while in the Ancient Martial realm, this caused everyone to be visibly shocked. Their respect toward Wang Baole once again rose exponentially.

Although it was the case that Wang Baole used his advantage in the Dharmic Armament faculty to resort to some trickery… he was after all the Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty. This was originally one of his combat capabilities. If he did not use it, then he would have been wasting his one year of study.

Nevertheless, even though the battle had been stopped before they could determine a victor, Wang Baole's valiance had already left a deep impression upon everyone.

"Nobody can spread what happened here to anyone! Whoever flouts this rule will be expelled!" The Chancellor immediately sent out an order for everyone to be silent. Even before Wang Baole and the Vice-Chancellor began fighting, the Chancellor had already cut off the area's Spirit Internet, preventing everyone from connecting to the outside world.

So, on some level, the battle between Wang Baole and the Vice-Chancellor had been restricted to the Chancellor's peak. The news had not traveled yet, and with the order to stay silent, everyone knew their limits, nodding in assent. Even if outsiders knew that there had been some disturbance, they would not know the full story.

Even Gao Quan did not dare defy the Chancellor after the Chancellor had made his intentions clear. Even though most of it was to protect Wang Baole, Gao Quan was not opposed to this, especially since… he also did not want the incident to spread.

Just like that, the Chancellor suppressed an incident that would have ignited a huge uproar in the other three Dao Colleges if they had found out.

Thereafter, the Chancellor dismissed everyone and glared at Wang Baole.

"Come with me!"

As he spoke, the Chancellor turned, and walked toward the hall with his hands behind his back. Wang Baole rubbed his nose, and with a quiet "yes", bowed his head, and followed the Chancellor with an obedient look. It was as though he would have stepped up to help, had the Chancellor been holding a suitcase.

Seeing Wang Baole like this, the surrounding people's expressions changed. Gao Quan gritted his teeth, cursing Wang Baole as a lapdog silently. While he felt depressed, he had an even deeper worry. Indeed, no common person could have imagined it—Wang Baole's valiance had exceeded his imagination.

All the more reason to quickly move him away. This Wang Baole… Damn it, if I had known that his temper was this bad, even daring to beat me, I wouldn't have offended him!

As Gao Quan grew sullen, the Chancellor's peak slowly quieted. Not long later, the Chancellor returned to the hall and turned to look at Wang Baole, who had been following him.

As the Chancellor stared at him, Wang Baole's determination to tolerate it weakened till his heart started to pound. His expression became even more obedient, and he lowered his head.

"Chancellor, I really understand that I did wrong…"

"Wang Baole, I know you have your own secrets and luck. Otherwise, no one in the Ancient Martial realm could defeat a True Breath expert!"

The instant that these words traveled into Wang Baole's ears, he appeared normal on the surface, but his lowered eyes contracted. Just as he was about to speak, the Chancellor raised his hand.

"You don't need to spin a lie for me. Your good luck is yours. I am not interested, and neither is the Dao College. This is one of the fundamental principles of the four Dao Colleges, and it's also where we differ from the other factions!

"I only have one request of you…" The Chancellor's gaze shone as he looked at Wang Baole.

"During this mystic realm trial, you need to collect Spirit Roots all the way up to seven inches, then fight for eight-inch Spirit Roots. Finally, use the eight-inch Spirit Root to enter the True Breath realm and proceed to the Upper Academy Island!"

When saying this last line, the Chancellor's expression was stern, and there was strong anticipation in his eyes.

Wang Baole's heart shook. Although he was young, he was familiar with the high officials' autobiographies, so he understood the principle that guilt was assigned based on appearances. That was why he did not previously use the devouring seed. In actuality, when he decided to fight the Vice-Chancellor, he had already thought of how to explain his own behavior.

But he did not expect the Chancellor's attitude to be this nonchalant. Wang Baole could tell that the Chancellor's words were not fake and that this incident was in line with what he had expected of the Dao College. While he was moved, he also understood the Chancellor's expectations of him. He inhaled deeply and showed determination in his eyes.

"Chancellor, I will work hard!"

Hearing Wang Baole's promise, the Chancellor was satisfied. He sat to the side and looked at Wang Baole again.

"Baole, have you researched the information I gave you in the jade slip? Tell me, what is a Spirit Root!"

Wang Baole did not pretend to think and immediately answered.

"Chancellor, Spirit Roots are True Breath. When True Breath remains in the body, it can transform into Spirit Roots that are similar to meridians, combining completely with one's body. But there are differences within True Breath determined by the different lengths of Spirit Roots. Whether it's cultivation or casting spells in the True Breath realm, they all have a shocking superiority!

"Up until today, the limit for the human body is condensing eight-inch Spirit Roots!"

Wang Baole spoke fast, and his thought process was clear. The Chancellor nodded, understanding that Wang Baole had done his research. He thought for a moment before speaking.

"Baole, you should know the origin of True Breath, that it came with the ancient sword, held within the fallen shattered pieces of it. The reason Ethereal Dao College has become one of the four Dao Colleges that are members of the alliance is because Ethereal Dao College made the greatest sacrifice thirty-eight years ago in exchange for a shattered piece!

"These shattered pieces contain cultivation techniques, information, and messages; it is the basis of Ethereal Dao College. At the same time, the True Breath that it contains is one of the main components of Ethereal Dao College's own mystic realm!

"But our Ethereal Dao College's mystic realm is only for ordinary students. This is because the shattered pieces are too small, and it's rare to see True Breath longer than six inches."

As he said that, the Chancellor looked at Wang Baole. "Baole, do you know where the biggest shattered piece can be found?"

Wang Baole immediately sensed that the Chancellor was going to share a secret with him. So, he quickly put on an expression that indicated he was listening carefully.

"The biggest shattered piece is collectively called Spirit Breath Village!

"It's located southwest of the Federation in a barren desert. As for its size… it's as big as half of Ethereal City!"

The Chancellor's voice reverberated, and a wondrous light appeared in his eyes.

"So big!" Wang Baole's eyes widened, and he inhaled.

"Initially, there were many battles of life and death between the different sects because of this fragment. Whether it was the Trilunaris Corporation with the most resources, or the two sects who look towards the past, the Galactic Dusk Sect and Plume Manifestation Connate Sect, or the Five Generation Sky Clan with a thousand year legacy, there was also the senators of the Federation—they all fought crazily with the four Dao Colleges!

"In the end, the four Dao Colleges managed to win. It was just that fragment was too big, and there was some mysterious magnetic field, so we could not take it away. But from then on, the four Dao Colleges were in control of this piece, and no one else could take it away!

"And the next place all of you need to go is… Spirit Breath Village!" The Chancellor's expression held a hint of pride.

Wang Baole felt moved. The information that the Chancellor had given him held no trace of this news, so it was his first time hearing about this. Although he knew that the Dao College was strong, it was only at this moment when he truly understood its strength.

"The Spirit Breath Village stores many True Breath Spirit Roots, but because the magnetic field is too strange, these True Breath Spirit Roots cannot expand. At the same time… it's hard for outsiders to enter. Only once every few years will there be a natural weakened period!"

The Chancellor paused and waited for Wang Baole to digest his words before continuing. "Only at this time can people enter. In fact, even if it is the weakened period, there is still a repelling force suppressing people who have already attained True Breath. So True Breath realm experts cannot enter. Even if you attain True Breath inside, you will be expelled. But according to the different Spirit Roots, one can stay for at most five minutes.

"That is why the battle all those years ago happened outside, preserving the inside perfectly.

"That is why… every time the mystic realm opens, it is also an exploration for the four Dao Colleges. The students assigned to go in need to search for True Breath but also have the responsibility to help the Dao Colleges collect cultivation techniques, Dharmic treasures, materials, and as much information as possible." The Chancellor looked again at Wang Baole, his gaze deep and anticipatory.

"After you gain an eight-inch Spirit Root, you can remain for five minutes. You need to help the Dao College find valuable items to the best of your ability!"

Wang Baole heard this and inhaled deeply, not too surprised. After all, he could understand the responsibility of exchange for the Dao College when they open this kind of mystic realm. Thus, he nodded.

He did, however, have another question that he still could not understand. He looked at the Chancellor and asked, "Chancellor, one's True Breath is one's Spirit Root, and True Breath comes from the shattered pieces of the big sword, but… how did True Breath itself appear, and why does it allow ordinary people to become cultivators when they get it?"

When the Chancellor heard Wang Baole's question, he sank into silence. Wang Baole did not chase him for an answer and waited patiently. After a while, the Chancellor raised his head and looked upward at the Sword Sun, as though his gaze could pass through the roof of the hall. His voice also became hoarse.

"You're not the only one to have asked this question. When I was young, I had doubts, too. Every cultivator must have had similar thoughts. Some years back… the previous Federation President, also the only Grand Supreme Elder of Ethereal Dao College, made a guess while he was looking at the Sword Sun and enlightening himself on the Dao.

"Whether it is correct, no one knows. I'll just make an explanatory explanation, and you can just listen…"

The Chancellor opened his mouth slowly, and Wang Baole's expression became serious as he listened carefully.

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Chapter 93: Approaching the Mystic Realm

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"A thousand years ago, many scholars used various methods to determine that not only are there other planets in our galaxy that hold life, there are also other civilizations, other forms of life, in the universe.

"One thousand years of change, and this was slowly proven. Thirty years ago, that ancient greenish-bronze sword proved it even more!

"In the cosmos, there are other civilizations!

"And clearly, one of those worlds that contains civilizations is where the ancient greenish-bronze sword originated from. There, life is similar to ours, but there is one big difference. They… are called cultivators!"

As he spoke, the Chancellor's expression showed his admiration. As for Wang Baole, his emotions were like a tempestuous storm. At the Five Peaks in the Pond Cloud Rainforest, he had seen some scenes, and he knew that… what the Chancellor was saying was true!

"In that world, there might be treasures everywhere, or it might be that the Spirit Qi is so thick that it cannot be described. Regardless of whatever method… it can make the human body form Spirit Roots and begin cultivation.

"As time passed, maybe the treasures grew scarce, perhaps the Spirit Qi became thin, or maybe it was because of other reasons—in any case, there was a war. This war must have been completely destructive, so this huge sword flew off with the last power and hope of that world.

"Or maybe they planned to find another place to live, multiply, and regain their previous glory. That's why the huge sword must have one of the True Breath storage treasures belonging to that sect. All the people of that sect must have condensed their Spirit Root into the sword, to pass the seed of their power to future disciples." The Chancellor sounded regretful, sighing and shaking his head.

"But it's a pity… In the midst of its journey, the sword must have met some kind of situation, shattering after being smashed. Finally, it landed in our solar system. When it passed through the sun, the hilt and parts of the sword shattered, and the True Breath storage broke open, melding with the broken pieces, scattering all over the starry sky."

Hearing the Chancellor's words, Wang Baole's heart was deeply moved. He thought of the scenes that he had seen at the Pond Cloud Rainforest's Five Peaks, that unsurpassed beauty of a generation, and all the scenes of a world being destroyed. The Chancellor's words imprinted themselves onto his heart, and Wang Baole felt that there was a fundamental answer to all of this.

"But if it's like this, that means… there is a limit to the number of people who can become cultivators!" Wang Baole immediately saw the problem and looked at the Chancellor.

The Chancellor looked impressed. He nodded, and his tone became more excited.

"That's right. To us, the arrival of the ancient greenish-bronze sword is a lucky chance and creation for our world. With this chance, the progress that cultivators make… depends on ourselves!

"To live in this kind of revolutionary world, the people of my generation are not worthy!"

Wang Baole's question seemed to have stirred up the Chancellor's emotions. The Chancellor laughed and stood up, using his finger to point at the misty region on the Upper Academy Island.

"Wang Baole, do you know what sort of place the Upper Academy Island is? Only True Breath experts can enter, and it is the true heart of Ethereal Dao College!

"If we categorize according to the information on the huge sword, comparing the Lower Academy Island Dao College to sects, we are only the outer sect. All of you are outer sect disciples. Only those who have entered the Upper Academy Island are considered part of the inner sect!"

"Outer sect? Inner sect?" Wang Baole felt that this communication with the Chancellor was like a lightning bolt tearing apart his world. In an instant, he understood many things.

"It's also only people from the Upper Academy Island who have the ability to become a government member of the Federation. In the Spirit Inception Era's Federation, cultivation level and government positions are directly related. The weak… have no right to lead us into our future in this era!"

The Chancellor laughed, his gaze revealing his encouragement and expectation.

"Thus, you must become a True Breath expert, and you must enter the Upper Academy Island!"

Hearing the Chancellor's words, Wang Baole inhaled deeply and nodded. He felt that he had an even deeper understanding of Spirit Breath Village and the Upper Academy Island. Thereafter, the Chancellor told Wang Baole more about the environment of Spirit Breath Village. He gave Wang Baole a jade slip with instructions on things to take note of in Spirit Breath Village. Only then did Wang Baole take his leave.

He returned to the Dharmic Armament Peak. Due to the Chancellor's order to stay silent, no outsiders knew about his fight with the Vice-Chancellor. Seeing that the day to depart was nearing, Wang Baole immediately went to the Spirit Cauldron Cave to organize and repair his Dharmic artifacts. He also focused on absorbing the important points that he needed to take note of for attaining True Breath.

There are actually so many things to remember when absorbing Spirit Root! Wang Baole's eyes were bright. According to the jade slip's introduction, the Spirit Breath Village had a large number of True Breath Spirit Roots. These Spirit Roots were not dead; instead, they had their own Spirit nature, spreading to all the areas of Spirit Breath Village.

They all ranged from one-inch to eight-inches, of which, one-inch was the most common, growing rarer as they got longer. There was even a nine-inch Spirit Root, but it was a pity that the human body could not absorb it.

There were two difficulties in absorbing Spirit Root. The first… every Spirit Root would automatically look for its fated person. Thus, rather than saying that people had found their Spirit Roots, it was more like the Spirit Roots appointed their counterpart!

Only a person chosen by the Spirit Root could absorb it. If the person was not chosen, they would not be able to fused together, and there would be a repelling effect. If anyone continued to forcefully absorb it, their life would be in danger.

The way Spirit Roots chose people was simple—once it had chosen someone, it would take on that person's appearance. Like that, it would become the fate of only that person.

It was just that Spirit Breath Village had many Spirit Roots, so one needed to search extensively.

As for the second point, it was the method of absorbing Spirit Root. According to the research done by the Federation, there was only one way to succeed without loss. That was… the Substitution Method!

Everyone needed to first absorb a one-inch Spirit Root, suppressing it so that it would not have a breakthrough. With the foundation from a one-inch Spirit Root, one had to absorb one's own fated two-inch Spirit Root to substitute. If there was no one-inch foundation, there was no way to substitute it for two-inch!

Using this method to acquire a two-inch foundation, one then needed to find a three-inch replacement. With this method, one had to follow the steps to acquire the seven-inch Spirit Root. Finding the eight-inch Spirit Root depended on luck.

The Federation had dubbed eight-inch Spirit Roots as versatile Spirit Roots. There was no need for fate. As long as one had the seven-inch Spirit Root foundation, they could absorb eight-inch Spirit Roots into their bodies!

It was just that eight-inch Spirit Roots were too rare. Every time the Spirit Breath Village opened, there were less than ten of them.

After researching the jade slip properly, Wang Baole understood. He thought silently for a long time and decided to make Dharmic artifacts according to the situation.

Just like that, three days passed. At dusk of the third day, their journey finally began. Being part of the top thousand students in the exam, Wang Baole entered the specially made green cruiser, starting on the journey to Spirit Breath Village.

Zhuo Yifan, Zhao Yameng, Du Min, and the others were also on-board.

The Chancellor led the group, with many teachers following. There was even… Wang Baole had already noticed that there were several people on the cruiser giving off the aura of an expert. Clearly, they were cultivators from Upper Academy Island.

Wang Baole did not know exactly how many were there, but he estimated that there were at least ten. There were some who gave off a suppressive force similar to the Chancellor.

Other than accompanying us, they are probably to stand guard outside the Spirit Breath Village to prevent outsiders from entering… Deep in thought, Wang Baole drew his own conclusions from the secrets that the Chancellor had told himself, finding his own answer.

This specially-made cruiser was much faster than regular cruisers. Even if it encountered electromagnetic storms or beasts in the sky, it could completely ignore and rush past them.

Thus, even though Spirit Breath Village was distant, they only needed one day to reach it.

Time passed, and as the cruiser left Ethereal Dao College's protectorate and was soaring in the sky, all the students received the Chancellor's notification. When they gathered on the upper level of the cruiser, the Chancellor arrived and introduced the mystic realm that they were about to enter and its requirements.

What he said was roughly similar to what he had told Wang Baole before. Although it was not as detailed, it still allowed people to understand the reasoning completely. As everyone inhaled and expressed their shock, Wang Baole noticed that Zhuo Yifan, Zhao Yameng, and the other older students did not appear surprised.

They are probably like me and already knew all this beforehand, Wang Baole thought deeply. The Chancellor's gaze swept across the crowd as he spoke blandly.

"Next, all of you will get a jade slip. There are two uses. One, all voice transmission rings will fail in the mystic realm. While this jade slip cannot transmit sound, it can send out a distress signal in a set area. You are all Ethereal Dao College students, and I hope you can help each other.

"Second, the jade slip contains information on the promising young students from the other three Dao Colleges and some of their information. You can look at them in the remaining time, and prepare yourselves according. After all… while the four Dao Colleges are an alliance to the outside world, we are still in competition with each other internally. All of you must make Ethereal Dao College proud!"

When he finished, the Chancellor exhorted them once again before leaving. The teachers then began to distribute the jade slips. Soon, everyone had received a jade slip and was looking at it intently.

Wang Baole was no exception. He swiftly sent his spirit energy into the jade slip. Immediately, his brain showed many images, the introduction regarding the other three Dao Colleges, and information about the promising young students from the other colleges.

Soon, surprised exclamations rippled through the crowd.

"White Deer Dao College is so strong! Look, there is a girl called Li Yi who is actually just like Zhao Yameng, born with a spirit body. The information says that it's a fire spirit body! Her previous battles say that the moment she attacks, she can raze the entire area! She can be called peerless!"

"There's also someone called Zhuo Yixian in White Deer Dao College. His name is so similar to Zhuo Yifan, and… he is similarly heaven-defying. Not only is he the Head Prefect of White Deer Dao College's Combat faculty, in White Deer Dao College's competition, in five matches, he defeated all his opponents with one finger!"

"Holy River Dao College is good, too, with many skilled people. There is someone called Wu Fen. The information says that he has studied alchemy, and he is close to the standard of an official alchemist master. How can this be!"

"There is also Sun Yun from White Deer Branch College. He is from the Array Formation faculty, and he has created huge waves himself. The information has high praise for him!"

The shocked exclamations kept coming. The other three Dao Colleges had too many experts among their students. Holy River and White Deer Dao Colleges were not too bad, but White Deer Branch College had so many experts that Wang Baole felt it was unfair.

"There's no other way. That's why White Deer Dao College is the top college in the Federation," Wang Baole muttered to himself. He noticed that Zhuo Yifan's expression looked terrible, and he could not help but remember White Deer Dao College's Zhuo Yixian. Curiously, he approached Zhuo Yifan.

"Hey, Zhuo Yifan. That guy called Zhuo Yixian—is he your brother? Yifan 1and Yixian 2 —if you're really siblings, your father really knows how to choosenames 3 ."

Hearing Wang Baole's word, Zhuo Yifan's expression was even worse. He sneered and ignored Wang Baole. He clutched the jade slip tightly and walked far away.

"Why are you sneering? I was just asking if you were related…" Wang Baole glared, feeling that Zhuo Yifan's temper was too short. He also sneered and left.

As the sky outside grew dark, everyone started to return to their own rooms. With that, one night passed.

At dusk on the second day, the Sword Sun was the color of a peach, and the clouds seemed to be burning. As the cruiser slowed, all the sand from the mystic realm appeared in front of everyone!

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Chapter 94: Why Are You Making Me Angry?

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At dusk, the sand was showered in a warm, red glow. The students could faintly see some beast bones. The unending heat kept rushing at them, as though wanting to purge the land of all its water.

A more shocking suppressive force seemed to come off in waves from the sand, causing the cruiser to lose its stability, shaking from side to side—especially the outer layer, which seemed to be a burning omen.

The temperature was so high that it seemed to be setting the earth on fire. If anyone left the cruiser's protection, it seemed like they would immediately lose all the water in their body, and their life would be in danger.

This scene shook the hearts of the students on the cruiser. Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed, Zhao Yameng appeared calm, but her eyes quivered. Other people had similar reactions.

Wang Baole's breathing also grew fast, and he retreated a few steps, unconsciously stepping away from the cruiser's handrail. The good thing was that there was a sudden breeze in the midst of the heat, counteracting the temperature. The burning in the cruiser also stopped, and the air automatically returned to normal, causing everyone's heartbeat to slow down.

Gradually, at the edges of their vision, they could vaguely see a large oasis!

The boundary of this oasis was huge, like it had formed a space in and of itself. There seemed to be mountains and rivers inside, with a mountain right in the middle. But overall, the look of the area was not very clear. It was as though there was a strange power surrounding this oasis, affecting one's vision, causing everything to appear distorted and to prevent True Breath from entering.

Beside this oasis, there was a small aerial port with a public square. At that moment, the aerial port had white, black, and orange cruisers. There were also about a thousand people, wearing the same white, black, and orange robes, gathering at the square.

There was a screen surrounding the public square. When the heat wave pushed aside the sand, there was a small road connected to the oasis. It seemed like this was the only safe way to enter the oasis.

As for the area outside the public square not protected by the screen, the temperature was still high, and no ordinary person could survive there.

Beside the public square, there was a stone monument dozens of feet high with three words carved on it.

Spirit Breath Village!

This place was the largest shattered fragment on Earth under the control of the four Dao Colleges, Spirit Breath Village!

The three cruisers that were already there contained people from the other three Dao Colleges. Because Ethereal Dao College was the furthest away, they were the last to arrive. Just as the cruiser from Ethereal Dao College neared, all the students and teachers from the other three Dao Colleges raised their heads to look.

Under their gazes, the cruiser from Ethereal Dao College slowly entered the protective screen and finally landed on the empty spot. With the Dao College teachers making arrangements, all the students descended from the cruiser.

"Look carefully. Those wearing white are from White Deer Dao College. Those in black are from its branch college, and those in orange are from Holy River Dao College." As the students got off the cruiser, Ethereal Dao College teachers started their explanations.

Wang Baole walked among the crowd, looking curiously at the protective screen. After listening to the teachers, he looked at the people from the other Dao Colleges, his gaze sweeping across them and searching for the students whom he had seen on the jade slips. Soon, he found White Deer Dao College's Li Yi, who had the fire spirit body.

This Li Yi was petite and beautiful, with a ponytail and wearing a snow-white Daoist robe, which made her look just like a fairy. Right now, however, she was not paying attention to the people from Ethereal Dao College. Instead, she was looking at a small mirror and applying powder on her face…

She even occasionally adjusted the angle of the mirror, her expression filled with satisfaction and admiration. Wang Baole and many others saw this, surprised. Wang Baole frowned.

How can a student from my generation be so narcissistic! Wang Baole could not help but shake his head, feeling that White Deer Dao College was just like that. Caught in his emotions, he also could not help but take out a mirror to look at himself before quietly putting it down. He continued to observe the people from the other three Dao Colleges.

Very soon, he saw Wu Fen from White Deer Branch College and Sun Yun from Holy River Dao College. He even noticed the tall and straight figure of Zhuo Yixian, who looked extremely similar to Zhuo Yifan.

They are really related. Some people did not have pictures in the jade slips given out by Ethereal Dao College, and Zhuo Yixian was one of them. Right now, when Wang Baole saw his face for first time, he was shocked and turned to look for Zhuo Yifan.

But Zhuo Yifan had already disappeared into the distance. Hidden from Wang Baole's view, he glared at Zhuo Yixian, clenching his fists again.

At the same time, just as Ethereal Dao College was sizing up the other Dao Colleges, the other Dao Colleges were also watching them. Similar to the jade slips from Ethereal Dao College, the other three Dao Colleges had similar items. Right now, other than watching the older students, the three Dao Colleges were also watching Zhuo Yifan, Chen Ziheng, Li Nan, and the others, but especially… Zhao Yameng and Wang Baole.

Being attracted by Zhao Yameng was very normal. Zhao Yameng's indifference and ultimate beauty made it so that no matter where she went, she would immediately be noticed by people. It was as though she was naturally attractive, stunning all the boys from the other three Dao Colleges.

Even Du Min attracted many looks. After all, as her body developed, her originally pretty face and tall height made her even more outstanding.

As for Wang Baole, his fame had spread too far. Furthermore, he had an extremely special figure, so there was no way he would be unnoticed. Even Wang Baole himself had a clue. He blinked and sighed helplessly at the older students from his Dao College.

"Handsome people will always be noticed no matter where they go. Look at how low-key I am, yet they still look at me. Tell me, should I stand with Zhao Yameng? Like that, the other Dao Colleges won't have to worry about whether they should look at her or me."

As Wang Baole sighed, the older student next to him looked strangely at him. The older student shook his head and laughed bitterly, ignoring Wang Baole.

Just as the students from the four Dao Colleges looked at each other and solidified their own impression, the Chancellors, teachers, and cultivators of the four Dao Colleges had also gathered together. After talking and laughing, they noticed the time. The Chancellors from all four Dao Colleges grew serious.

"There isn't much time left. We should also prepare. When the magnetic tide rises, open the mystic realm!"

After discussion, the four Chancellors gave the orders. Soon, the cultivators who had followed the four Dao Colleges immediately spread out. Numbering about a hundred in total, they all sat cross-legged around the square, silently waiting.

Seeing everyone's movements, the four thousand students from the four Dao College all grew quiet. As night fell, the distortion in front of and around the square intensified and became even stronger. It covered the entire area of vision, and the ground actually started giving off light.

Under the night sky, this light grew stronger until it actually exploded into resplendence. It spread out in all directions, covering the night sky. From afar, it looked like a fireball rising toward the firmament!

The entire sky had been painted. With the colors, the sky took on a dream-like appearance.

This happened too suddenly, shocking many students. The Chancellors from the four Dao Colleges all raised their heads, each of them making finger gestures during the incantation. Among them, White Deer Dao College Chancellor suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoists, take off!"

As his words traveled out, a roar erupted from the square. The hundred cultivators all made finger gestures during the incantation, the spirit energy exploding in their bodies. In that moment, the power from the array formation rose to the skies, as though dissolving the tempest. It swept across the area and then moved along the place where the square met the green ocean, rolling toward the green ocean!

Wherever it passed, the roaring would shake heaven and earth, the sound echoing endlessly in the ear. The moment the tempest and the fire from the green ocean met, the fire tilted, as though a flame blown around by a gust of wind. While it leaned toward one direction, the place where the tempest stood started to show some weakness.

"Still not going in?" The Chancellor from Ethereal Dao College stared at them with wide eyes. He shouted at them lowly, his voice exploded like thunder.

The four thousand students in the square inhaled deeply and suppressed their inner shock. Each of them increased their speed and rushed toward the oasis in confusion.

"Huang Gui!" Wang Baole was pleased. His joy at seeing someone familiar had washed away his previous shock. The person beside him was someone whom he had met at the gathering from his hometown, who had entered Holy River Dao College and became the Vegetation Head Prefect.

Huang Gui had long noticed Wang Baole. It was just that the student gathering had been awkward, so he had been too embarrassed to greet Wang Baole. Right now, seeing that Wang Baole had actually come up to him and called his name, he wanted to speak to him. Just at this moment, however, they heard a disdainful voice.

"You are Wang Baole? You can't even control your own weight, seems like you're nothing much then." The person who spoke was a tall, thin youth, wearing White Deer Branch College's black Daoist robe. He did not hide the scorn and provocation in his eyes.

Being targeted for no reason, Wang Baole glared.

"Getting jealous of other people's good looks. Who is this clueless idiot? Huang Gui, do you know him?"

Huang Gui furrowed his brows. He was closer to Wang Baole, and seeing someone mock Wang Baole in front of him made him uncomfortable. After all, all those who could get into other four Dao Colleges would not usually be so stupid as to speak without mincing their words, unless they held a grudge against the other person.

The tall and thin youth heard Wang Baole's words and sneered.

"I wanted to tell you that Ethereal Dao College's Triple Head Prefect is nothing compared to White Deer Branch College. So, don't act like you're really good. If not, I will teach you a lesson!" As he spoke, he raised his head arrogantly and wanted to leave.

But he did not understand Wang Baole.

Just as he turned to leave, Wang Baole glared and took a big step forward. As the youth froze, Wang Baole raised his right hand and grabbed the youth's finger, twisting and roaring.

"Call me Daddy!"

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Chapter 95: Nine-Inch Spirit Root

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Wang Baole attacked too quickly for anyone to react, even Huang Gui. Wang Baole had already grabbed the youth's finger and bent it upward. A sharp immediately spread from the youth's finger to the rest of his body.

"Ah, let go, let go!" the youth screamed. He had never had such an experience in his life, and his cry was extremely pathetic. His body started to bend unconsciously.

Wang Baole snorted. He felt that he was already very low-key as he did not bother anyone. However, this person actually came to mock him for some baffling reason.

He could not tolerate this. He glared and roared at him, "Hurry up. The other schoolmates are entering the mystic realm—call me Daddy!"

That youth's face was pale, and he wanted to struggle. However, Wang Baole's vice-like grip was too strong. The limits of his joint caused the youth to feel a rush of pain whenever he moved, so he could not struggle out of the hold.

At the same time, everyone else finally managed to react. They stared with wide eyes. Wang Baole's attack was truly too quick, and that youth's cry was extremely forlorn.

Even a few students in front who had neared the entrance to the mystic realm heard the sound, and they all turned to look. In that instant, a loud chatter began to spread.

"Someone's fighting!"

"They are really too anxious. We haven't even entered the mystic realm."

Just as people began discussing the issue, the students from White Deer Branch College grew indignant at seeing one of their own being hit. They walked out and roared at Wang Baole.

"Stop!"

"I know him—he's Ethereal Dao College's Wang Baole. He's too much!"

Just as the students from White Deer Branch College stepped forward, the students from Ethereal Dao College refused to be seen as inferior and also stepped forward. In an instant… there was a commotion right outside the entrance to the mystic realm.

"White Deer Branch College and Ethereal Dao College are going to fight! I have disliked White Deer Branch College for a long time. They always curry favor with the Chancellors and look down on the other Dao Colleges. Wang Baole, I support you!"

"Haha, I heard before that every time the mystic realm opens, the four Dao Colleges will fight. I didn't expect that this time, we would fight outside. I think that when everyone enters the mystic realm, it'll be even more exciting!"

As the students provoked each other, roared at each other, and started causing a commotion, the teachers and cultivators from the four Dao College looked unhappy. The old physician from Ethereal Dao College furrowed his brows and shouted, "Stop! Are you all very free? Immediately enter the mystic realm!"

As the old physician spoke, there was a middle-aged man seated next to him, the Chancellor of White Deer Branch College. His gaze was forceful, and his voice was like thunder, exploding among the students.

"If anyone else makes a move, the mystic realm test will be canceled!"

The two Chancellor spoke one after the other—only then did the commotion outside the mystic realm die down. Wang Baole glared at the youth from White Deer Branch College and released his finger.

At this moment, sweat had spread all over the youth's forehead. His face was pale, and he quickly retreated. When he looked at Wang Baole, his gaze was filled with hatred, and he decided that he would not give Wang Baole a chance if he met him in the mystic realm. Only when the other schoolmates from his Dao College pulled him did he enter the mystic realm.

"That look is very annoying. Does he want to take revenge?" Wang Baole snorted and looked away, following the other people into the mystic realm.

When the thousand students entered the oasis's mystic realm, the people from the four Dao Colleges standing outside in the public square started to adjust the spirit energy. After dispersing the tempest, they sought out the other people they knew. Some of them began chatting, while others sat cross-legged in cultivation.

This place did not need to be open for a long time. The moment someone reached True Breath, they would immediately be expelled. It was always the case that once most of the students had returned, they would open the place again, allowing the unlucky and unsuccessful students to exit.

As for the Chancellors of the four Dao Colleges, they were all seated together. While they appeared to be smiling, they were actually competing with each other.

"I wonder how many people will have eight-inch Spirit Roots this time?"

"Shall we bet on it? Same rules."

"Sure. The Dao College with the most eight-inch Spirit Roots wins!"

As the four Chancellors laughed and chatted, they each took out an item as a prize, placing it to the side. There were pills, materials, Dharmic artifacts—while all of them were different, each of them was extremely valuable.

Although White Deer Dao College usually won, this time, even the old physician and Holy River Dao College's Chancellor seemed confident. Very soon, these four old fellows began gambling.

As the people in the public square waited, in the Spirit Breath Village mystic realm, the thousand students were immediately shocked by the bizarre scene.

The sky in Spirit Breath Village was different from the outside. The sky was beautiful and colorful, as though there were countless rainbows circulating, causing the entire sky to shine.

Even the ground was different. It was no longer desert but a large grassy oasis. In the distance, there were mountain ranges, rivers, and forests.

Even further, at the heart of Spirit Breath Village, there was the vague outline of a huge mountain. This mountain was not made of rock but… a huge shattered fragment!

"Spirit Breath Village, I will definitely condense an eight-inch Spirit Root!"

"I could have entered Upper Academy two years ago, but I waited for this place to open. This time, I will definitely get the eight-inch Spirit Root!"

Everyone was excited. They all understood that this chance was extremely hard to come by. If they made good use of this opportunity and gained an advantage there, it could help them set a good foundation for their future cultivation.

Wang Baole also felt his blood burn. After sizing up the situation, he found that most people were moving rapidly forward—some were alone, while others formed groups of three to five people. After thinking, he was about to set off.

But at this moment, suddenly, the people around him shouted in shock.

"Look at the sky!"

"That is…"

The shocked exclamations continued to spread, and Wang Baole also raised his head. He actually saw a faceless figure walking slowly across the sky!

Although this figure was faceless, he could tell from the shape that it was a man. His figure was illusory and uncertain, but he could see in the figure's body that there was an object that looked like a root!

That root was very long, about nine inches!

The figure even gave off a suppressive force that shook everyone. It walked slowly and calmly, like a king walking in his own garden. Combined with the suppressive force, it was eye-catching.

It was as though it was giving everyone a supercilious look!

"Nine inches… It's the nine-inch Spirit Root!"

"Heavens, we got to see the legendary Spirit Breath Village's only nine-inch Spirit Root the moment we entered!"

"All the Spirit Roots are faceless before meeting their fated person. Ah, it's a pity. So many people have tried but failed to absorb the nine-inch Spirit Root."

Everyone's gazes gathered on the faceless figure of the nine-inch Spirit Root, feeling helpless and regretful. They only looked away after the figure disappeared into the sky and the suppressive force dispersed.

Wang Baole's heart was also beating fast, and he breathed rapidly. He understood, however, that eight inches was the human body's limit. This nine-inch Spirit Root… could only be seen, not absorbed.

Perhaps it was because they encountered the nine-inch Spirit Root the moment they entered, but everyone became even more excited. Soon, the students from the four Dao Colleges separated to search for their fated Spirit Roots in Spirit Breath Village.

Zhuo Yifan, Zhao Yameng, Chen Ziheng, and the others left on their own. Wang Baole had planned to ask Du Min if she wanted to stay with him, but Du Min had already left on her own.

Seeing that everyone was on their own, Wang Baole thought about it and then swiftly moved in one direction, charging off.

Spirit Breath Village was huge. Even though there were four thousand people from the four Dao Colleges, after separating, they could not see a sign of any of the others.

Time slowly passed, and the first day was over.

In this one day, some lucky people had already encountered their fated one-inch Spirit Root, but for most, they were still searching. Even if they found their Spirit Root, if it was not one inch, it was useless. Even if they did find a one-inch Spirit Root, if it was not fated, and the Spirit Root did not choose them, it was also useless.

"My fated one-inch Spirit Root, where are you?" At this moment, Wang Baole was in one corner of the forest in Spirit Breath Village, eating his snacks as he sized up the place, dispirited.

Even after one day, he did not know why he was so unlucky that he could not even encounter one Spirit Root. As a last resort, he expanded his search from the outer areas toward the center of Spirit Breath Village.

Feeling depressed, Wang Baole walked in the forest for another hour. Just as he was started to get frustrated, suddenly, Wang Baole stopped. His eyes grew wide as he saw an illusory faceless figure floating under a large tree, motionless.

It was fine if it did not move, but there was actually… a strange laughter that kept coming from this figure.

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Chapter 96: Sorrow at the Height of Happiness

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"Even the Spirit Root plays tricks and creates trouble as well?" Wang Baole stared with his eyes wide open, looking at the illusory figure that was laughing. He was slightly suspicious, more so than being afraid. After all, before he arrived, he had gained a brief understanding of the True Breath Spirit Root through the jade slip given by the Chancellor, and he was aware that they contained Spirit Intelligence.

He had wanted to step forward to take a closer look, but at that instant, the imaginary figure seemed to have sensed him and abruptly turned around, revealing a face without any facial features. Within his body, a seven-inch root was also apparent.

"Seven inches, huh?" Wang Baole was deflated. He knew that what he was looking for right now as a Spirit Root that was not only an inch long but also fated with him.

"I didn't think it would be challenging when I came, but now that I've experienced it, it's so difficult!" Wang Baole said as he scratched his head. As he sighed and turned to leave, very suddenly, at this moment, the faceless seven-inch Spirit Root began glowing after seeing Wang Baole. Its face became blurry, and its body expanded rapidly.

"Hmm?" This scene bewildered Wang Baole. In front of his eyes, he saw the seven-inch Spirit Root expand its body, with facial features appearing, all within the time span of a few breaths. Even clothing appeared on it, and eventually, it transformed into a figure that looked exactly like himself!

Witnessing everything, Wang Baole's eyes immediately lit up, and he was filled with excitement.

This was despite knowing from the jade slip given by the Chancellor that once the True Breath had chosen someone that it could get along with, it would begin attacking him. Only when he successfully dispersed it could it be absorbed.

However, if someone met with a high-level Spirit Root that they were not capable of absorbing, there was no way that they could absorb it even if they managed to disperse it. Therefore, it would be reassembled again and begin its harassment.

On a certain level, this could be considered good news. If the Spirit Root decided to harass someone, it meant that they were loyal. Once one reached the capability to absorb it, they could still do so.

"Hah! You sure have a keen eye, choosing me after recognizing that I'm the most handsome one out of everyone in this test, isn't it?" Wang Baole laughed smugly, immediately moving backward to attract the Spirit Root to follow him.

The moment Wang Baole moved, the seven-inch Spirit Root flashed and growled, rushing quickly toward him. The two collided instantly, and the impact caused a boom that spread in all directions. The seven-inch Spirit Root was blasted hundreds of feet away after hitting Wang Baole, while the surprised Wang Baole was also pushed back by the impact.

This seven-inch Spirit Root has such great strength!

Wang Baole was taken aback. He knew that the fighting capabilities that he possessed now meant that even the Head Prefect of the Combat faculty might not be able to withstand the punch that he had just thrown. However, the fact that the seven-inch Spirit Root could resist the impact and vibration caused Wang Baole's entire body to vibrate in surprise, despite the fact that it was still blasted away.

If it were someone else, it is likely that they could not stand it. However, I will persevere! Wang Baole thought and immediately began running at lightning speed toward the area outside the forests. A growl followed him as the seven-inch Spirit Root chased after him.

"Come on, Spirit Root! I'm right here! Come after me!" Wang Baole was afraid that the seven-inch Spirit Root would not be able to catch up, so he shouted time and again in order to catch its attention.

Just like that, the duo continued their run and pursuit of each other outside the forested area. Occasionally, they exchanged punches and shouted at each other, causing much commotion.

As he ran, Wang Baole was filled with glee. Every time he turned to look at the figure of himself chasing after him, he was impressed by how suave he looked. He was extremely delighted, to the extent that his voice, which he directed in the form of shouts, also sounded cheerful.

"Handsome Spirit Root, come on! Don't give up, you'll catch up with me in no time!"

As if it were agitated by Wang Baole's voice, the seven-inch Spirit Root growled even louder, its speed increasing significantly as well.

"I'm here, come, come…!"

Very quickly, as the area covered by Wang Baole increased, the students from the four major Dao Colleges who happened to be near all saw what was happening. Initially, when they first heard Wang Baole's voice, they were confused and were even more surprised when they saw Wang Baole dashing passed them, followed by the seven-inch Spirit Root.

"A seven-inch Spirit Root! That fatso, how lucky he is to have met a seven-inch Spirit Root that's fated with him!"

"Gosh! Seven-inch Spirit Roots are rare to begin with. Not only did he meet one, but the one that he has met is also fated with him. What unbelievable luck!"

"He's actually baiting the seven-inch Spirit Root to follow him. This method is typically used on Spirit Roots less than five inches. The combat capabilities of the seven-inch Spirit Roots are extremely high. It's like he's playing with fire."

If Wang Baole was merely being chased by the seven-inch Spirit Root, that would not be much of an issue. However, the expression and tone that Wang Baole carried as he shouted for the Spirit Root were so peculiar and slightly annoying that everyone who saw them inevitably felt confused.

As Wang Baole sped, he met even more students from the four major Dao College. Everyone froze in shock when they saw Wang Baole and the seven-inch Spirit Root that followed closely after him.

Within the group of students, there were also some from Ethereal Dao College. When they saw Wang Baole dashing past and the Spirit Root that had morphed into his appearance, they were all filled with envy and rich emotions.

"The Triple Head Prefect of our Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament is indeed extraordinary! Even his lure of the Spirit Root is unusual!"

Wang Baole noticed the facial expressions and discussions of everyone he met on the way. That made him even more smug as he thought about how capable he was. The fact that the seven-inch Spirit Root was pursuing him meant that he had a greater advantage compared to the others.

If only I could meet a six-inch Spirit Root, that would be great!

Just as Wang Baole felt light with pleasure, he suddenly noticed that an illusionary figure had flashed by in the valley right ahead. That made his eyes brighten up instantly, and he headed there swiftly, wanting to try his luck. However, the moment he reached the valley, he saw that there were three Spirit Root illusionary figures floating away.

The figures of the three Spirit Roots seemed to have sensed him. They had originally been moving further away, but they stopped abruptly, turning around at the same time, and vibrated once strongly the moment they looked toward Wang Baole. Their bodies expanded and contorted, and as Wang Baole was filled with disbelief, the three Spirit Roots quickly morphed into figures that looked exactly like him!

"Three five-inch-long ones!" Wang Baole was dazed, looking at the five-inch Spirit Roots that had adopted his looks rushing toward him while howling. He was incredulous at the sight unfolding before his eyes.

"So, every one of them likes me and is fated with me, huh?" Wang Baole took a deep breath. Even though he was surprised, he still felt that something was amiss. However, he did not have time to think much, for the seven-inch Spirit Root was fast catching up. Therefore, he jolted and began running swiftly, with a seven-inch and three five-inch Spirit Roots that had transformed into four separate figures with his exact appearance howling and pursuing him.

Could it be that I am too handsome? Wang Baole was confused. Even though he felt that something was not right, he was more delighted and happy than anything. However, his delight did not last long before Wang Baole began to feel anxious.

If it were just the four Spirit Roots, that would have been fine. The thing that made Wang Baole feel was absurd was that as he ran, he met even more Spirit Roots, and all of the Spirit Roots that came across Wang Baole would instantly morph into him and begin their pursuit.

In the end, even Wang Baole's scalp began to feel numb. There were now over thirty fatties chasing after him, most of them more than three-inches-long. Their eyes were all reddened, and they howled continuously as they pursued Wang Baole ferociously.

What on earth is happening? Wang Baole was frightened. He no longer felt joy and was instead incredulous at the situation. That was especially so as all the Spirit Roots pursuing him had immense strength, capable of eliciting pain through a single attack. With the thirty of them combined, their force strengthened, causing a thunder-like boom to be produced as they ran on the ground.

As the sound spread, it attracted the attention of even more Spirit Roots, which transformed into Wang Baole the moment they saw him. The numbers grew exponentially, reaching the hundreds!

"Heavens!" Wang Baole shouted in surprise. There was no way of destroying the Spirit Roots. He had tried to kill them, but they were resistant to death. Every time that they dispersed, they would reassemble shortly.

As a result, Wang Baole broke out in cold sweat. He felt immensely helpless and confused, realizing that once he stopped running, he would be rounded up and attacked by hundreds of himself.

There must be something wrong, damn it! There are hundreds of Spirit Roots here, but why isn't there one less than three inches? I only need a one-inch Spirit Root!Wang Baole was nervous and moved even faster, leading the huge group of Fatties, which was growing in number, as he ran without stopping in the Spirit Breath Village.

The commotion was huge, catching the attention of greater numbers of people. The students who witnessed the scene all stared unblinkingly, gasping in shock as they felt that the entire scene was too surprising!

"This… what kind of quality is this?"

"Could it be that this fatty's talent is so extraordinary that so many Spirit Roots are fated with him?"

The Spirit Roots following behind Wang Baole seemed to have assembled into a military contingent. Through their never-ending pursuit, the entire place and the forests seemed to be almost flattened.

Without a choice, Wang Baole sighed continuously. As time flew past, the number of Spirit Roots after him grew in number, reaching several hundred. There were numerous Spirit Roots within the group that had originally become fated with others, transforming into their looks, and engaging in battle with other students. However, when they saw Wang Baole, they immediately changed their target, as if staging a rebellion as they immediately became Wang Baole's figure and joining the contingent pursing Wang Baole.

Time flew, and there were already many from the four major Dao Colleges that had gone through the necessary torture. The impressive capabilities of Wang Baole at leading the Spirit Roots were already well known, and Wang Baole did not have time to care about issues like that. He was more anxious than anyone else as he searched frantically for the one-inch Spirit Root.

At that moment, in front of the charging Wang Baole was a marsh. Li Yi, who possessed a naturally fire-type Spirit Body from White Deer Dao College managed to overcome the one-inch True Breath that had transformed into her looks. Her eyes were demure as she looked at the figure that looked exactly like her.

She had taken a long time to discover the one-inch True Breath. After successfully suppressing it, Li Yi could not resist and kissed the beautiful face she was looking at, mesmerized by its beauty.

However, just as her cherry lips descended, the earth trembled as the fat Wang Baole who was leading a group of Fatties dashed right by!

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Chapter 97: Visible Anywhere

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At the same time Wang Baole dashed past, Li Yi's small mouth and cheery lips landed with passion onto the figure of her True Breath.

However, precisely at that instant, the figure of Li Yi's True Breath immediately underwent a transformation, bloating and expanding within the blink of an eye from the petite appearance of Li Yi to a rotund body. Its face also became blurry, and it was no longer Li Yi's face but that of… Wang Baole!

Everything happened too quickly. Even Li Yi froze in shock at the sudden appearance of Wang Baole and the gang of Fatties following after him. After she recovered from the shock, she stared dumbfounded at the figure of Wang Baole that she was hugging in her arms while her plump red lips were stuck onto the fatty's cheeks.

Everything that happened instantly caused Li Yi to widen her eyes in surprise. Her mind buzzed, and she let out a never-before heard sharp scream and moved back subconsciously. As for the figure of Wang Baole, it moved with extreme speed, rushing out of Li Yi's arms instantly, heading straight toward the real Wang Baole while growling.

Wang Baole was charging forward when he heard a scream coming from behind him. He turned his head to see what was going on, not noticing Li Yi, but instead attracted by the figure of the True Breath rushing toward him.

"One inch! I've finally found you!" Wang Baole was instantly excited and began laughing toward the sky in his agitation. He immediately turned his body to change his direction, running directly toward the one-inch-long True Breath Spirit Root. As he neared, Wang Baole punched while laughing. He unleashed all his combat power, breaking the sound barrier immediately.

With a loud bang, the figure of the one-inch-long True Breath Spirit Root immediately disintegrated on impact of Wang Baole's punch, transforming into a green fog that squirmed into his body through his palms.

The green fog immediately gathered at the position where his dantian was, forming into an illusionary one-inch Spirit Root!

At the same time, the feeling of breaking through arose in Wang Baole. Swiftly suppressing it, Wang Baole was extremely agitated. He turned his body and began running, and the group of fatties following after him continued their pursuit.

This series of events and changes happened too quickly. When Li Yi completely regained her hold on reality, Wang Baole had long gone, and the surroundings had started to quiet down. After a brief moment, Li Yi shouted, "Wang Baole, this is not the end between you and me!"

Her voice was extremely piercing. Even though Wang Baole was already far away, he still managed to hear some of it. However, he was not in the mood to care about people around him at that moment, for as he burst forward with high speed, his whole mind dedicated to finding a two-inch Spirit Root.

Actually, he had come across all the Spirit Roots, except for a two-inch-long one.

So long as he found and absorbed a two-inch Spirit Root, he would be able to try battling the fatties that were following after him. He was confident that in the battle, he could progressively absorb the three-inch, four-inch, and all the way up to the seven-inch Spirit Root.

However, luck was not on his side. Even as he ran continuously throughout the entire Spirit Breath Village and met even more True Breath Spirit Roots, including the nine-inch-long one that appeared previously and had floated pass above him, he still did not meet a single two-inch Spirit Breath Village. That drove Wang Baole crazy and frustrated.

That was made worse as time was running out. After an entire day has passed, the number of fatties following behind him was already in the thousands. The imposing troop made Wang Baole extremely prominent in the Spirit Breath Village. Almost all the students from the Dao Colleges had seen his image.

"Wang Baole, just you wait!"

"Wang Baole, I'll definitely seek revenge!"

"This fatty must be doing it on purpose!"

Gasps, growls, and curses emerged from different students without stopping. Hatred filled their hearts. Similar to what Li Yi had experienced, many of them did not manage to fuse with their True Breath Spirit Roots before the Spirit Roots rebelled the moment they saw Wang Baole.

Furthermore, there was an astonishing number of Spirit Roots that were fated with Wang Baole. Therefore, Wang Baole alone delayed the advancement process of a large number of students.

Wang Baole was helpless and extremely anxious as well. The entire Spirit Breath Village was covered with a magnetic field that was not normally prominent. However, after the tiresome pursuit that had lasted for the entire day, Wang Baole could feel the magnetism strongly, as if it was a deadweight. The Spirit Roots, on the other hand, were not affected at all, and this made Wang Baole troubled. He could not stop, as if he did, he would be surrounded and attacked by thousands of figures of himself. Playing the scene in his mind, Wang Baole trembled from head to toe.

"What should I do? Two-inch, two-inch! Where are you!" Wang Baole was close to tears—he felt that the entire mystic realm was indescribably weird. It was now the dead of the night, and everyone but him could rest, as he had to continue running.

"Ancestors, please stop following me! There are so many people here—go look at them instead!"

When the day finally broke, Wang Baole, who had been running for an entire day and night, began to weaken physically. He could only resort to discussion with the True Breath Spirit Roots that were following behind him.

However, he had underestimated his attractiveness, as the responses given to him by the True Breath Spirit Roots were louder growls and faster speeds.

Wang Baole was cornered and left without a choice but to question the heavens. He had used many different methods before, be it hiding himself or trying to divert them, but was still unable to redirect the Spirit Roots' pursuit. There was one instance when he unleashed his Golden Body, but the moment the Golden Body emerged, the Spirit Roots following behind grew even more excited and rowdy, causing Wang Baole to stop instantly in his tracks.

In his helplessness, the moment he passed a mountain, his extreme fatigue caused him to act rashly as he retrieved his large megaphone with his right hand and used his loudest voice to shout at the crowd behind him, "Scram!"

The scream was so loud that it caused the heavens to shake, with sound waves spreading in all directions, their amplitudes so large that they could be seen by the naked eye. That caused all the True Breath Spirit Roots to freeze momentarily. Wang Baole recognized that it was effective, and he wanted to speed up to increase the distance between him and the Spirit Roots. However, instead, his eyes suddenly opened wide, his mind buzzing as he let out a voiceless shriek that carried a tinge of fear.

"Don't… don't be like this!"

The thousands of fatties behind him all mirrored his actions, forming a large megaphone in their hands. The appearance of thousands of large megaphones caused Wang Baole to break out in cold sweat, and he retreated as he screamed in fear, but everything was already too late.

In that instant, the thousands of True Breath figures that had transformed into Wang Baole raised the megaphones all at the same time, growling toward Wang Baole in unison!

Roar!

The sound was even more deafening than the thunder, exploding crazily from the Spirit Breath Village, resulting in the formation of not merely a simple sound wave but a hurricane sweeping ferociously from where they were and directly charging toward Wang Baole.

The hurricane was humongous, and its power was incredible. No matter where they were, the other students in the Spirit Breath Village could hear it clearly. As their hearts and minds trembled, Wang Baole, who was completely overcome by the impact of the hurricane, let out a shrill cry. He felt as if he had been slapped hard by an invisible hand that caused all his internal organs to rumble. His body was swept into the air by the impact, thrown upward like a kite whose string had been cut, landing on the other side of the mountain after flying past the peaks.

On the other side of the mountain was a dense forest. Wang Baole landed with a loud bang. Thankfully, the devouring seed in his body emerged in time, steadying his body. However, he still spewed a mouthful of blood. Pale with shock and pain, he immediately wriggled into the forest, swiftly running to hide himself.

Wang Baole only stopped after a long while. As he turned to look at the sky, he realized that the True Breath figures seemed to have lost track of him and were nowhere to be seen. The entire scene made Wang Baole immensely surprised.

Did I get rid of them?

It is too scary here. Please don't let me meet True Breath Spirit Roots that are more than three inches long!

As Wang Baole thought of the frightening moment previously, his chest ached in pain. He immediately retrieved and swallowed some Spirit Pills, and in agonizing pain, he gingerly left.

At the same time, the thousands of True Breath Spirit Roots that were fated with him began to disperse. They were unable to locate Wang Baole's after crossing the peak as the distance was too large, so they spread out to search for him.

This resulted in figures of True Breath Spirit Roots resembling Wang Baole appearing everywhere within the Spirit Breath Village, rushing by in droves and being seen by the students of the four major Dao Colleges.

They were confused by what they saw, and their hatred and anger grew stronger than ever.

"A beautiful mystic realm ruined by that Fatty!"

"I hate the sight of that Fatty! I hate it so much!"

As the thousands of Wang Baoles spread throughout the Spirit Breath Village, causing everyone to go crazy with frustration, Wang Baole squatted gloomily by a small steam in the rainforest, leaning on a huge rock as he slapped his forehead to release his frustration.

"Two-inch Spirit Root, where are you! What's worse is that I can't leave this place freely. If I run into the other Spirit Roots…" Wang Baole rubbed his forehead, contemplating disguising himself. However, he still felt that it was not a good choice and gritted his teeth as he looked at his surroundings.

If I want to hide, I must do it without a trace!

Determined, Wang Baole quickly found a huge rock and retrieved his flying swords, using them to empty the interior of the rock to form a shell, which he used to cover his body. Adjusting the angle, he dug out a small hole that he could see through before moving forward at snail's pace.

He had only made a few steps before he stopped and retrieved the Rainbow Spirit Stone after thinking for a brief moment. He began crafting inscriptions that gave it the ability to hide and felt more settled as he landed stroke after stroke on the stone's surface.

This way, it should have some effect. As long as I find the two-inch Spirit Root, I'll have nothing to be afraid of!

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Chapter 98: Could There Be a Treasure?

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Wang Baole sighed dejectedly again. He was moving extremely slowly and carefully through the Spirit Breath Village under the stone shell, afraid that he would meet Spirit Roots that were more than two inches long again.

He felt that his entire experience in the Spirit Breath Village was too bizarre, and he was troubled and glad at the same time.

What on Earth caused every single Spirit Root to adore me the moment they see me?

The more Wang Baole thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss. It was either because he was too handsome and lovable, causing the Spirit Roots to fall head over heels for him, or it was something to do with him achieving the Golden Body state. After all, before he utilized his Golden Body, the Spirit Roots had been extremely hostile and violent.

However, he also understood that the underlying reason was no longer important. What was more crucial now was to find a two-inch Spirit Root as soon as possible.

So long as I find a two-inch Spirit Root, I do not need to be afraid anymore! Of those Spirit Roots that morphed into my appearance previously, the three-inch-long ones are aplenty!

Time trickled by just like that. The stone shell that Wang Baole was hiding under was moderately effective, for when he advanced within the forest and met the illusionary figures of some Spirit Roots, no transformations like those that happened previously occurred. This allowed him to finally heave a sigh of relief.

He realized, however, that he could not get too close to the Spirit Roots as it would significantly decrease the effectiveness of the stone shield in hiding him. Another two days passed, and the students of the four major Dao Colleges in the Spirit Breath Village all managed to meet the respective Spirit Roots that were fated to them. It was also at this time that Wang Baole became agitated by the illusionary figure of the Spirit Root that he noticed in the forest.

"Two inches!"

The moment he saw the two-inch Spirit Root, Wang Baole excitedly threw the stone shell away, revealing his body, and immediately dashed toward the illusionary figure of the two-inch Spirit Root that was floating ahead.

At that instant, the illusionary figure of the Spirit Root abruptly turned its head, immediately morphing into Wang Baole's appearance. Even before it could attack, Wang Baole landed a heavy punch on it, dispersing it quickly using his immense combat power.

After absorbing the green fog that was released the moment that the two-inch Spirit Root dispersed, Wang Baole trembled from head to toe. He could feel the one-inch Spirit Root that was within his body rapidly being replaced by the two-inch Spirit Root. He was touched, shaking in agitation as he looked at the sky and laughed heartily.

After so much effort, I finally have reached two inches!

Now, there is no need for me to continue hiding. Spirit Roots, your Grandpa Wang is here for you!

While laughing, Wang Baole quickly stowed the stone shell that he had used to hide himself in his storage bracelet. He felt formidable. Even if he met those Spirit Root illusionary figures from earlier on, he would not be as troubled.

After all, having attained the foundation of the two-inch Spirit Root, he was now able to absorb the three-inch-long ones. He was delighted, and his heart was at peace as he burst forward with high energy, scouring the rainforest.

Perhaps luck was on his side, for an hour later, as Wang Baole was about to leave the boundaries of the forest, he noticed a three-inch Spirit Root looking at his rotund body and suave looks. Wang Baole laughed happily, charging directly toward it before dispersing it and absorbing it.

After noticing that the Spirit Root within his body had been replaced by the three-inch Spirit Root, Wang Baole was even more thrilled, and his mood was lifted. To him, even the colorful and vibrant sky was beautiful. He advanced forward with large strides.

A distance away, Wang Baole saw the peak that he had leaped over when he was being pursued by the gang of Spirit Roots. Uncontrollably, a grandiose feeling arose within him.

A few days ago, I was forced here by all of you. Now that I'm back… just you wait and see, Spirit Roots!

Wang Baole was exhilarated. However, as he picked up speed and neared the peak, he noticed that the secret forest in front of him was barricaded and demarcated by warning tape.

At the same time, footsteps could be heard coming from the secret forest that had been cordoned off. Wang Baole took a look and noticed two women dressed in black Daoist robes whispering to each other as they walked.

The two women were students from White Deer Branch College. They were relatively good looking, and their youthful beauty could not be hidden even though they were wearing black Daoist robes. One of them looked like she had just applied medication as she was buttoning up her Daoist robe while walking.

Wang Baole was not acquainted with them, but they all belonged to the four major Dao Colleges. He had wanted to greet the two women after seeing them, but the two women merely threw a brief glance at him before looking away, walking past him as if he was invisible.

"It's that fatty again, how annoying!"

"I saw four of them today. That Fatty's name is Wang Baole. Ah, forget it, let's not talk about him. Let us just be cautious here and not let anyone barge in."

These soft whispers between the two women were heard by Wang Baole as the two women passed him.

Wang Baole had wanted to greet them but stopped hearing those words. He was confused, and in his suspicion, he turned to look at the two women before lowering his head to look at himself. His facial expression was unusual, but his eyes flashed when he raised his head to see that the entire region was being covered and protected.

Could it be that they have found some treasures? Wang Baole perked up as he advanced forward curiously.

As he advanced, he heard more women's voices coming from the secret forest. He blinked and turned serious. Without stopping, he covered a certain distance and noticed that there was a pond situated within the forest.

In the pond, there were several female students from White Deer Branch College who were taking a bath.

There were also several people guarding the surroundings, preventing people from entering accidentally. Some of them were also getting dressed.

To a male, it would not bother them if they had not bathed for several day. To these girls who were not cultivators yet and were unable to clean themselves using spells, the pond was a blessing from the heavens. After all, they were surrounded by a desert, and the temperatures were scorching. If one did not bathe for a day, they would quickly be sticky with sweat. Coupled with the inevitable battles that took place in the process of finding the Spirit Roots, it was no wonder that the girls would gather in the pond to wash themselves.

The scene was like a lightning striking Wang Baole's head. He stared with his eyes widened. Everything before him was too exciting, and he could not withstand it.

"So many little Bunnies… Oh! There are big Bunnies as well!" Wang Baole was in a blur. He was thirsty, and his heart pounded furiously. His gaze swept over everything, and perspiration flowed down his forehead. He realized that the consequences of this were heavy, so he decided to escape.

Even though his sudden appearance initially surprised the girls who were bathing and guarding the pond, they quickly ignored him after sweeping their gaze over him quickly.

"What's going on? The irritating fatty is everywhere. I've seen so many of them today!"

"I also saw five or six of him. One just walked by as well."

"Forget it, let's not care about him."

After hearing the women's words, Wang Baole, who originally wanted to escape, instantly stopped. He blinked, realizing that the problem lay in that there were just too many Spirit Roots that had morphed into him, resulting in the frequent encounters of figures of himself in Spirit Breath Village.

Perhaps they still reacted to him initially, but since several days had passed where they kept seeing him in all kinds of circumstances, they grew accustomed to his presence and began treating him as a Spirit Root.

This threw Wang Baole into a dilemma, and he stood there, troubled.

What am I to do? If I revealed that I'm the real Wang Baole, they will be furious and might even become illogical in their anger. That would affect their ability to find their True Breath Spirit Roots. Everyone in the four major Dao Colleges is in it together, and this is something I should not do!

However, I can't just leave like that as well, as it would be too obvious. Sigh… these girls… why did they have to bathe in front of me?

Wang Baole was deeply troubled.

Forget it, I'll sacrifice myself… Wang Baole sighed once again, thinking about the sacrifices that he made for these girls as he tried hard to remain expressionless while walking toward them.

As he neared, the girls' inattention to him cause Wang Baole's heart to pound hard, especially when one of them stood up and walked past him right after bathing as he neared the pond.

Everything caused Wang Baole to hyperventilate. He felt something that he had never experienced before and tried his utmost best to remain poker faced as he passed them. Only when he was a distance away did Wang Baole heave a sigh of relief. However, it was at this moment when he heard sounds of apprehension from where the girls were bathing.

"That Spirit Root… seems weird."

"It seems like… I can't make out how many inches it was."

As the sounds of hesitation emerged, almost instantly, the area surrounding the pond fell silent before waves of screams of varying pitches erupted.

Wang Baole's facial expression changed, but he did not run. Instead, he retrieved a puppet that looked exactly like him, summoning it to run wildly, before taking out his stone shell to cover himself as he laid down motionless.

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"Wang Baole, you're shameless!"

"It wasn't a Spirit Root that we saw just now. Sisters, it is likely that it was the real Wang Baole!"

"After him! Eliminate that bast*rd!"

Very quickly, voices of anger emerged continuously from the pond. The several women from White Deer Branch College, together with the few others who were guarding the area, charged angrily. They did not notice the stone that Wang Baole was hiding himself under but were instead focused on the puppet that Wang Baole had thrown out. They immediately chased after the puppet, which was running away quickly.

The puppet was fast, and as he charged, he led the group of women away from the forest, and peace was swiftly restored in the forest once again.

Only then did Wang Baole, who was crouching under the stone shell begin inching forward. He only picked up speed when he had completely left the area, and one could see a huge rock tumbling by, crossing over the mountain peaks, distancing itself…

Before he reached the other side of the mountain, Wang Baole did not keep the stone shell at all. He wiped off the perspiration on his forehead and laughed bitterly, thinking about how this assessment in the Spirit Breath Village was becoming too exhilarating.

"It's so difficult to be the good guy. If not for consideration of their emotions, why would I have to torture my eyes? As if I wanted to look…" Wang Baole let out a dry cough and mumbled to him as he continued moving forward in search of a four-inch Spirit Root under the cover of his stone shell.

Perhaps because he was wandering in the area where those Spirit Roots that had morphed into him had gathered previously, Wang Baole did not have to search for long before he found a four-inch Spirit Root that looked exactly like him.

Dashing out quickly to attack it before absorbing it, Wang Baole had happily wanted to take his leave before his facial expression changed. Looking toward his right and putting on his stone shell again, Wang Baole began creeping up to the area with slow, soft steps.

Very quickly, as he neared, he became more cautious of his movements. When he arrived beneath a huge tree, he lay there and looked ahead. Hundreds of feet away, two figures were battling with each other.

It's him! Wang Baole recognized one of the two right away. That person had provoked Wang Baole previously outside the mystic realm, the youth from White Deer Branch College whose fingers had been twisted by Wang Baole. The look of hatred and his urge to take revenge were strongly imprinted in Wang Baole's mind!

The other party the youth was battling was a five-inch-long True Breath Spirit Root that looked exactly like him. It was apparent that the youth already possessed the foundation of a four-inch Spirit Root and could successfully absorb the five-inch Spirit Root if he could successfully defeat it.

Even though attaining a five-inch Spirit Root made one slightly inferior to the top students who have set their sights at the eight-inch Spirit Roots, there actually were few True Breath cultivators who could reach eight inches in the entire Federation. Most people could only reach three inches, making those who could reach five inches seem rather impressive.

Right now, the youth from White Deer Branch College was in an intense match with the Spirit Root. After all, the combat capabilities of a five-inch Spirit Root were highly comparable to that of the actual person. The youth might still emerge victorious, but it would probably be a lengthy battle.

As he watched, Wang Baole blinked.

Should I snatch it from him? Wang Baole was very tempted.

I shouldn't. Snatching without any attempt to hide myself is something that I, the Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty of Ethereal Dao College, cannot do!

Wang Baole's conscience took over. He felt that he was someone of high standing and must not do something so crude and unethical that would not reap many benefits beside inciting anger in the other party.

Forget it, I'll just go and extend my greetings to him. We're all students from the four major Dao Colleges, and it would be rude of me to not greet him. Furthermore, since he's so focused on the battle now, I shouldn't distract him. I'll greet him when he's about to succeed in the battle, Wang Baole thought, pleased with his moral character. He felt that he was a good-natured person who was caring and considerate, so he lay there excitedly, waiting for the right time to emerge.

Five minutes flew past quickly, and the youth from White Deer Branch College was panting heavily. However, his eyes were filled with intense agitation, for he felt that his luck in Spirit Breath Village was through the roof. The four-inch Spirit Root was an easy fight, but the five-inch Spirit Root did not take long either.

"This is a five-inch Spirit Root. It's possible that it is the only one fated to me in the entire Spirit Breath Village!" the youth said, extremely excited as his emotions overwhelmed him.

"After absorbing this True Breath, I will attain the five-inch Spirit Root, allowing me to fight for the six- or even seven-inch Spirit Root. When that happens, Wang Baole will be nothing!"

The youth laughed heartily as he threw out a powerful punch that forced the five-inch Spirit Root to move backward. When it was about to disperse, his laughter grew even heartier as he leaped into the air, preparing to throw out a final punch.

"Five-inch Spirit Root, you're mine now!"

However, the moment he howled, the exact moment the five-inch Spirit Root was within reach of his fingers, Wang Baole's eyes lit up and revealed himself from under the stone shell. He stood up, excitedly raising his hands to greet the agitated youth from White Deer Branch College.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, how are you?"

Wang Baole's sudden appearance, coupled with his loud greeting, shocked the youth from White Deer Branch College, who was momentarily stunned when he saw Wang Baole.

As he stood there in shock, the five-inch Spirit Root that was originally on the brink of breaking down suddenly trembled before quickly expanding. Even its facial features transformed instantly, morphing into Wang Baole's. While the youth from White Deer Branch College stood flabbergasted, the five-inch Spirit Root that originally belonged to him began charging at Wang Baole while howling.

"Woah!" Wang Baole was suddenly alert, and the moment the five-inch Spirit Root approached, he quickly threw out a tight slap, instantly dispersing the five-inch Spirit Root.

It was not an easy feat because Wang Baole was so strong that the five-inch Spirit Root could not fight him. Instead, it was because the Spirit Root had already been on the brink of breaking down after battling the youth from White Deer Branch College, which made it easily to defeat with just a simple slap from Wang Baole.

It transformed into a green fog, which was immediately absorbed by Wang Baole's body, replacing the four-inch Spirit Root and turning into a five-inch Spirit Root!

Everything happened so quickly that it only took the time of several breaths for Wang Baole to appear, make his greeting, and finally absorb the five-inch Spirit Root. The youth from White Deer Branch College stood with his eyes wide open as he looked dumbfounded at whatever had just unfolded before his eyes. His breathing became quick and urgent, and his eyes grew increasingly bloodshot.

"Wang Baole!" His entire body trembled, and his heart raced widely in pain. The five-inch Spirit Root was too precious, and it was very likely that it's the only five-inch Spirit Root fated to him. It had almost become his just a moment before it was snatched away by Wang Baole right before his eyes.

If it had been snatched away by Wang Baole earlier on, it would not have mattered as much as he would not have exerted so much effort in battling the Spirit Root. He would still have been furious, but he would have been significantly less agitated compared to now. Right now, his mind was about to explode with anger, thinking about how he had put in all that effort and had success within reach before it was being taken away by someone else.

In his rage, he let out an angry scream, howling and charging crazily toward Wang Baole. As he neared, Wang Baole also became alert and immediately kicked powerfully.

Wang Baole was swift, and coupled with the raging anger from the youth, the collision could not be avoided. Wang Baole's kick landed directly on the youth's stomach with a loud bang, causing him to be thrown into the air before landing on the ground far away.

"Wang Baole, you're shameless!" The youth struggled to pick himself up, screaming angrily as green veins popped out of his forehead.

"I merely wanted to greet you, and you're responding by attacking me? You people from White Deer Branch College… don't you have any manners?" Wang Baole replied angrily.

"Forget it, I'm magnanimous, and I shan't be nitty-gritty with you. Bye!"

Wang Baole cleared his throat, and his heart filled with pleasure as he turned to leave. The youth from White Deer Branch College heard what Wang Baole said and was so furious that he spurted out a mouthful of crimson red blood.

"Wang Baole, return my five-inch Spirit Root!"

Wang Baole pretended to not hear those words. He moved quickly, running away at the speed of light until he disappeared from sight. The youth, on the other hand, was unbearably frustrated, unable to release his anger. He wanted to chase after him, but he knew that he would not be able to catch up. Even if he could, he would not be able to battle him.

As he grew crazy with rage, he inevitably vomited another mouthful of blood. He began regretting his past actions and for not controlling his mouth previously, which caused him to provoke the damned Wang Baole, who was someone who held grudges.

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Chapter 100: Joy in Helping Others

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After successfully absorbing the five-inch-long True Breath into his dantian, Wang Baole was in high spirits. That was especially so as he could now find a quiet place in seclusion and enter the True Breath realm as and when he desired.

This feeling was akin to knowing that he had secured his stakes in a bet. In his happiness, he took out a bag of snacks and began munching on them as he walked.

As he thought about the facial expressions of the youth from White Deer Branch College who was about to explode with anger, he was even more delighted.

That chap's actually pretty pitiful—he could have provoked anyone, but he chose to provoke me! If he was as handsome as me, he will definitely meet another five-inch Spirit Root that is fated with him!

What comes next is the six-inch and then the seven-inch Spirit Root!

Wang Baole loitered happily in the Spirit Breath Village. Since he already possessed the five inches foundation, the Spirit Roots that had morphed into him previously would not come to annoy him if they were not at least six inches long.

This way, Wang Baole was even more relieved. He no longer needed to hide himself as he charged, picking up speed in his search. As time passed, several days later, Wang Baole stood on the mountain peak, dispersing the seven-inch Spirit Root with a heavy punch and absorbing the green fog as he laughed heartily.

I've finally achieved the seven-inch Spirit Root! Now, I shall look for the eight-inch Spirit Root!

Once I find and absorb it, I will no longer have to suppress it. I will be able to break through the Ancient Martial Arts and step into the True Breath realm!

Knowing that there would be no difficulty for him in entering the Upper Academy Island, Wang Baole was filled with excitement as he began his journey in search of the eight-inch Spirit Root within the Spirit Breath Village.

The area covered by the Spirit Breath Village was big. As Wang Baole had been pursued by the Spirit Roots previously, he did not notice much. Furthermore, he had to hide his tracks and proceed cautiously for a while. Right now, he had no restrains and began bumping into the students from the four major Dao Colleges as he combed the area.

Most of the students were either chasing after or looking for four- or five-inch Spirit Roots. After they noticed Wang Baole, they grew alert as Wang Baole was extremely infamous throughout Spirit Breath Village.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that everyone had heard of him.

Day by day, time passed, and Wang Baole continuously increased the search area. Along the way, he met even more students from the four major Dao Colleges as well as more Spirit Roots, including the nine-inch-long one from afar. However, the eight-inch Spirit Root was nowhere in sight!

Gradually, Wang Baole realized that the number of eight-inch Spirit Roots was extremely small. He had once met with Wu Fen from Holy River Dao College and sensed that the Spirit Root suppressive force given off by his body was actually similar to his, which meant that he had also reached seven inches.

Noticing Wang Baole, Wu Fen's eyes constricted slightly. After nodding at Wang Baole, he quickly avoided him, dashing toward another area.

Seeing Wu Fen leave, Wang Baole also grew serious.

It seems like there aren't many who attained seven inches, but there are definitely some, all of whom are looking for an eight-inch Spirit Root. The eight-inch Spirit Root is also widely considered a versatile Spirit Root. When it appears, regardless of whether it is fated or not, everyone who has reached seven inches can fight for it!

Therefore, whoever finds it first will have the greatest advantage!

As Wang Baole went over what he knew, he also picked up speed and widened his search area.

Over time, he came across many schoolmates from Ethereal Dao College. Those who could help all did so willingly. Wang Baole came to know from them that during the period of time when he was hiding, there had been some from the four major Dao Colleges who were not as famous as him but managed to achieve amazing feats.

"Zhuo Yixian from White Deer Dao College is rumored to have attained the seven-inch Spirit Root and is now searching for the eight-inch Spirit Root!"

"There's also the girl called Li Yi. As a natural Spirit Body, she is well-loved by the True Breaths and has attained seven inches as well!"

"Wu Fen from Holy River Dao College was previously seen battling with a seven-inch Spirit Root fated with him, and he has probably absorbed it by now!"

"There's also Zhao Yameng from our Dao College. The attention on her is comparable to that on you, Head Prefect. In reality, her attractiveness toward the True Breath as a Spirit Body far exceeds that of Li Yi. I heard that she attained seven inches a week ago!"

Hearing the news from the students of Ethereal Dao College, Wang Baole gained an understanding of his competitors. His stress level inevitably soared. He left hastily, continuing his search.

However, the eight-inch-long was apparently too rare. Three days passed, and Wang Baole had not come across a single one. Instead, he met someone familiar.

That person was Du Min.

Du Min was panting heavily to catch her breath. She was battling a six-inch Spirit Root that was identical to her while drenched in sweat, but even her sweat smelled pleasant. Her cultivation had already reached the Physical Seal stage, but her foundation was fundamentally rooted in the Alchemy faculty, giving her a disadvantage in combat. As of now, she had already exhausted many of her Spirit Pills.

Therefore, even though she had managed to find a six-inch Spirit Root fated to her, she could not battle as she usually would and had to exert all her strength. She was so beaten that she looked as if she could not win the fight.

She grew increasingly anxious and had wanted to seek help using the jade slip when Wang Baole passed by. After noticing her, his eyes lit up, and he changed his surroundings quickly, running toward Du Min. Before he reached her, he began speaking.

"Washboard, do you want some help from the handsome me?"

Du Min also noticed Wang Baole. She was usually annoyed at him, but now that Wang Baole appeared when she most needed assistance, she was immediately surprised. Before she could speak, she heard the nickname that Wang Baole used to address himself and her, and she was immediately irritated.

"Stupid Fatty, go! I don't need any of your help!" Du Min stared fiercely at Wang Baole before continuing her battle with the six-inch Spirit Root.

Seeing how hard headed Du Min was even in such circumstances, Wang Baole was full of amazement.

"Washboard, I admire this quality of you most! All the best! I'll help watch your surroundings as a guardian." Excitedly, Wang Baole sat by the side, retrieved his snacks, and munched on them while watching the battle.

With Wang Baole seemingly wanting to enjoy the show with his snacks, Du Min grew irritated. As she fought the six-inch Spirit Root, she seemed to be unable to perform. It was only after a while that she managed to suppress the irritation welling up in her heart, and she gritted her teeth, determined to overcome the Spirit Root.

However, the illusory figure that morphed from the six-inch Spirit Root was relatively strong in combat. In her anxiousness, Du Min found it difficult to suppress it.

As he watched the show, Wang Baole's eyes lit up, as he began speaking loudly. "Washboard, address me as brother, and I'll help you. Deal?"

Du Min grew even more furious, hearing Wang Baole's words. However, she was extremely stubborn, and despite being physically weak, she refused to obey and reply.

Witnessing everything, Wang Baole sighed again.

"Forget it, your fault is in being too stubborn. Why get angry over a simple joke?" Wang Baole put his snacks away and cleaned his fingers before rushing out. His speed far exceeded that of Du Min's, and in the blink of an eye, he had appeared before her, raising his left hand and launching it toward the space between Du Min and the figure of the True Breath, resulting in the True Breath being forced several steps back.

Thereafter, his right fist landed with a loud bang, and the six-inch Spirit Root trembled wildly. As it retreated, Wang Baole dashed behind it, striking it again as he growled!

"Break!"

He used all his strength for the punch, breaking the sound barrier, and was extremely impressive. The punch landed directly on the six-inch Spirit Root's back, causing it to vibrate and stumble toward Du Min while its body began breaking down. As it neared her, it could no longer support itself and imploded, transforming into a large cloud of green fog that was absorbed into Du Min's body.

Du Min was agitated, and with a slight tremble, the five-inch Spirit Root within her was replaced by the six-inch Spirit Root!

Noticing that Du Min's absorption was complete, Wang Baole shook his body slightly and continued his search for the eight-inch Spirit Root. Before he left, he insulted her jokingly again.

"Washboard, you don't have to thank me. I'll take my leave first, alright?"

Finishing his sentence, Wang Baole immediately disappeared. Du Min stared at Wang Baole with her eyes wide open and hummed. However, her eyes were filled with a tinge of happiness.

"This stupid fatty… seems like he still has likable points. It's just that he has a vicious tongue, and he likes to offend others!"

In reality, Du Min was not the first person that Wang Baole had helped. Along the way, as long as he met schoolmates from Ethereal Dao College, he would lend a helping hand so that they could successfully absorb the True Breath Spirit Root.

All that was different was that he and Du Min shared a unique relationship, as even before they both entered the Dao College, they had been bickering for many years. That was why he had insulted her a little. Right now, as he continued his search, it was already evening, and the skies transformed into beautiful, dark colors.

Looking at the sky, Wang Baole had wanted to continue his search in another direction, but at that moment, he lowered his head to look at his storage bracelet and retrieved a jade slip glowing bright red and vibrating rapidly!

That object had been given by the Dao College and was an object that was used when students were in distress!

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Chapter 101: My Dear Brother

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That was the first time that Wang Baole had received a call for help from a Dao College schoolmate ever since entering the Spirit Breath Village. There was, after all, a limit to the range of the jade slip when it was used as a helpline. Unless it was close by, it would not be transmitted successfully due to magnetic interference in the area.

That was not only unique to Ethereal Dao College. It was the same case for the other three Dao Colleges as well, but regardless of that shortcoming, the jade slip had a certain usefulness. Right now, Wang Baole had his head lowered as he stared at the jade slip with his full attention. As spiritual energy surged into the jade slip, he managed to ascertain the location of the other party and made his way there at breakneck speed.

Previously, Wang Baole had rendered helped to all his schoolmates whom he met on the way to the best of his abilities. As the Three Rolls Head Prefect of Ethereal Dao College's Dharmic Armament faculty, he felt that he could not ignore others when they needed help.

It was partially his own nature to act this way, but he was also driven by the high officials' autobiographies that he had read the past, where he saw the importance of building connections, which hinged on making more friends.

Helping others is one of the fastest ways to make an impression and develop friendships. Therefore, Wang Baole felt that helping others was something that he delighted himself in and it aligned with the principles that he had read about in the high officials' autobiographies. He took the initiative and closed in on the location that the jade slip pointed to.

Before Wang Baole was a valley located in the area that the jade slip was pointing toward. In the valley, Zhuo Yifan was like a kite whose string had been severed as he tumbled in the air and slammed heavily into the ground.

As fresh blood seeped out from his mouth, the emergency communication jade slip that he was clutching in his hands also rolled away.

The injured Zhuo Yifan knelt on the ground with his hand supporting him. He was disheveled and extremely beaten. His body was wounded in many areas and his eyes were crimson red, filled with indignation and mania. He growled and threw a death stare at the figure in front of him… the figure of a youth that looked extremely similar to him!

"Zhuo Yixian!"

That youth was Zhuo Yixian, a handsome chap dressed in a white robe. He looked immensely floaty. He stood there, retracting the leg that he had used to kick Zhuo Yifan, and looked smilingly at him.

"Indignant, huh, my younger brother?"

When Zhuo Yixian spoke, waves of laughter emerged from behind him. Not far away were six students from White Deer Dao College who were dressed in white Daoist robes. Each of them was advanced in their combat capabilities, with most of them already possessing the six-inch Spirit Root. They all looked relaxed and supercilious as they surrounded a seven-inch Spirit Root that had been severely injured.

That seven-inch Spirit Root was not faceless but had instead already morphed into Zhuo Yifan's appearance!

In this scenario, it seemed apparent that Zhuo Yixian had led the students from his college to stop Zhuo Yifan from absorbing the seven-inch True Breath so that they could get the Spirit Root instead!

"Head Prefect Yixian, so this is the useless younger brother that keeps trying to challenge you, the one you've been talking about all the time?"

"Someone who couldn't get admitted into White Deer Dao College and had to enter Ethereal Dao College instead… What capabilities would he have?"

The people who were surrounding Zhuo Yifan's seven-inch Spirit Root jeered.

"I've embarrassed myself in front of all of you. When everything is concluded, I'll give everyone a treat as a celebration for all of you in successfully gaining admission to the Upper Academy of White Deer Dao College." Zhuo Yixian's smile was like the spring winds, courteous in its own right.

All six students from White Deer Dao College laughed heartily. They adored Zhuo Yixian's forthrightness. At the same time, they were more than willing to be acquainted with this exceptional Head Prefect who was the cream of the crop of all the students in White Deer Dao College.

Seeing that the entire situation has progressed beyond the point of possible redemption, Zhuo Yifan pitifully spurted fresh blood from his mouth. He was indignant but also helpless. Even if the seven-inch Spirit Root was right before his eyes, it was beyond his reach, and everything was simply pitiful.

Even though he was the Head Prefect of the Combat faculty and had worked extremely diligently for the past year, when faced with his elder brother who had outperformed him in every possible way since they were young, he was no match for him at all.

Not to mention the fact that he had six other helpers. They did not even need to attack him, for the simple act of them surrounding the seven-inch Spirit Root was sufficient to land him in despair.

"My dear younger brother, as the illegitimate son of the family, the fact that you could gain admission into Ethereal Dao College shows the magnanimity of our dear father. As the bastard child of that unworthy wife, attaining the six-inch state is the best you can do." Zhuo Yixian's smile remained on his face as he squatted down in front of Zhuo Yifan and patted his face.

"As for the seven-inch Spirit Root, don't you even think about it."

The green veins on Zhuo Yifan's face twitched as he was being insulted. His eyes grew more bloodshot, and he tightened his clenched fist even more forcefully, to the point where the blood vessels on the back of his hand were about to burst.

Just as he wanted to retaliate, his elder brother threw him a cold look before punching him directly on the chest, causing fresh blood to spew from his mouth once again. The energy that he had strained to muster was dispersed by Zhuo Yixian's attack.

"Why, bother? You've been this way since you were young. Do you know how much I want to gouge your eyeballs out? Your gaze, it's so annoying." Zhuo Yixian spoke softly as he looked at his younger brother with a smile.

"You!" Zhuo Yifan panted heavily as excruciating pain spread through his body. However, he was helpless. His memories were evoked by Zhuo Yixian's words, and they were replaying in his mind. To his schoolmates from Ethereal Dao College, he was someone with a mysterious family background, but he was also someone with extraordinary combat capabilities that made him famous. However, in reality, his childhood years were bitter. As the illegitimate son, his mother had died a long time ago, and his father was cold and unfeeling to him.

His childhood was cold and lonely. His elder brother had tortured and pressured him continuously throughout the years. He had originally thought that once he entered Ethereal Dao College, he could control his own future and distance himself from the family clan. He never would have thought that he would still be hampered by his elder brother in his journey to attain the seven-inch Spirit Root.

"Don't give up, okay? As your elder brother, I have already planned out your future for you." Zhuo Yixian patted Zhuo Yifan's face again, revealing a look of excitement in his eyes.

"Next, I'll strip you of all the healing pills you have so that you will enter a coma from your severe injuries. Then I'll lock you up in a place that you can't escape from, but don't worry, you won't die. You'll regain consciousness a few days later, but your injuries will become even more severe.

"You'll realize that the only way you can save yourself will be to break through the Ancient Martial Arts as a six-inch Spirit Root and ascend into the True Breath realm. Only when you reach True Breath can you use the expulsive force to send yourself out of the mystic realm using the power of your injuries.

"What do you think about it? Your elder brother treats you well, huh?"

Zhuo Yixian words entered Zhuo Yifan's ears clearly. They were vicious and evil, causing blood to gush into Zhuo Yifan's eyes and forcing him to the brink of mania. However, he could not retaliate. In his despair, he looked at the jade slip that had rolled away from him, for it was his only chance.

"Don't bother looking at it. Whoever comes to your help will be implicated by you." Zhuo Yixian laughed as he picked Zhuo Yifan up, throwing him to where the jade slip had landed before stepping on the jade slip to break it into pieces with his feet, as if to extinguish the last glimmer of hope in Zhuo Yifan, before he turned to leave.

Seeing the broken jade slip, Zhuo Yifan seemed to have lost all physical strength as he shut his eyes in despair.

However, just as the jade slip was being broken, at the very moment Zhuo Yifan shut his eyes, a ruffling sound of someone running from afar was heard. It was an angry growl that sounded familiar to Zhuo Yifan. It sounded like a clap of thunder, exploding loudly!

"Zhuo Yixian, how dare you?"

As the voice appeared, Wang Baole's figure was like a bolt of lightning that appeared instantly with breathtaking speed. He arrived in front of Zhuo Yixian, punching him immediately.

The sudden turn of events happened too suddenly. Be it Zhuo Yixian or his six schoolmates, before they could react, Wang Baole's fist had already landed, breaking the sound barrier with the loud, impactful bang spreading in all directions.

Zhuo Yixian's expression dropped. At this critical juncture, he picked up Zhuo Yifan with his hands, attempting to use him as a shield. His ring also flashed brightly, opening his protective shield to block Wang Baole's punch.

Loud booms erupted instantly. Zhuo Yixian felt an intense force tumbling at him as if he had been hit by a train traveling at high speed.

His entire body trembled, and he lost his hold on Zhuo Yifan. He was hurled into the air by the huge force, and while he was in midair, the glow that emanated from the Dharma treasure broke down layer by layer. Eventually, with a loud plonk, it completely disintegrated, and Zhuo Yixian's body was thrown more than a hundred feet away. As he landed, blood trickled out the corner of his mouth, and upon raising his head, he was surprised to see that the person who had appeared beside Zhuo Yifan was none other than… Wang Baole!

"Wang Baole!" Zhuo Yixian's breathing was rapid as he immediately recognized Wang Baole. At the same time, his six schoolmates were also shocked breathless, looking at Wang Baole, extremely taken aback.

Wang Baole's speed was so fast, and the force of his punch so powerful, that it exceeded their understanding of Pulse Enrichment. To a certain extent, they were astonished by the power of his punch.

"What kind of cultivation does he have?"

"The Dharmic artifact protective shield of Head Prefect Yixian broke down so easily!"

As these people reeled in shock, Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes, staring dazedly at Wang Baole, who was standing beside him. He was also frozen with surprise. Even though he had called for help, he never would have thought that it would be Wang Baole who would come to his rescue since they had a somewhat unpleasant history.

Despite the unfriendliness between them, Wang Baole was still willing to render his assistance. This touched Zhuo Yifan significantly, and complex feelings welled up in his heart, including even a hint of guilt.

Not noticing Zhuo Yifan's complex emotions, Wang Baole turned, his back facing Zhuo Yifan as he looked at Zhuo Yixian. His face was unfriendly, and rage was obvious from his eyes.

He might have gotten there late, but looking at the situation before him, he could guess what had happened. He did not understand why it became this way between Zhuo Yifan and Zhuo Yixian, who were brothers, but it was clear that Zhuo Yixian was extremely evil and vicious in his actions.

"It wouldn't matter if you're merely snatching, for I've done it myself. However, that's the most you should do. Not only did you snatch away one's opportunity, you also extinguished other people's hopes. That… is too much!"

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Chapter 102: Do You Want to Die?

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"Wang Baole, this is the private matter of the Five Generation Sky Clan. If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing ever happened and even reward you with a huge gift!" Zhuo Yixian looked terrible, even slightly fearful. Wang Baole's attack previously still caused his heart to pound heavily in shock.

"Consider everything carefully and thoroughly. This is a private matter and not a competition between Dao Colleges. From beginning to end, I was the only one who attacked him, and none of my schoolmates participated in this. They only helped me to surround the seven-inch Spirit Root!"

If it were someone else, Zhuo Yixian would not have bothered to explain. Instead, he would have frightened the other party away by attacking them. However, he was facing Wang Baole, and he had no choice but to patiently explain himself.

"Private matter?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. Even though he had clashed with Zhuo Yifan, they were schoolmates after all. Furthermore, the clash between them was not something that was so severe that it could not be resolved. If he did not notice the situation, he would not have bothered, but since he had seen it—as the Head Prefect, a fellow schoolmate, and someone who was so powerful—he could not turn a blind eye to it without feeling immoral.

"I don't care whether it's a private matter or not. The mighty Wang Baole is going to interfere in it!" Wang Baole stared straight ahead, and at the moment he spoke, he charged.

He was not charging at Zhuo Yixian but at the six students from White Deer Dao College who were surrounding the seven-inch Spirit Root. They were surprised—even though they knew Wang Baole was rash and extreme, as students of White Deer Dao College, their pride prevented them from retreating. Instead, they all rushed forward, trying to resist Wang Baole collectively.

However, the very instant they charged, Wang Baole immediately raised his left hand, and tens of flying swords emerged, behaving like they were controlled via Sword Kinesis. Giving off a magnificent vibe, they headed straight toward the six of them.

"Sword Kinesis!" The six students were taken aback, and they quickly retrieved their Dharmic artifacts in an attempt to resist it.

Wang Baole's moves were too fast. As the six students attempted to resist the impact, Zhuo Yifan's expression changed. He wanted to help, but Wang Baole had already changed direction. His ultimate goal was not Zhuo Yixian, nor the six students, but Zhuo Yifan's seven-inch Spirit Root!

With Wang Baole acuity, the moment he arrived, he had already assessed the situation and concluded that the seven-inch Spirit Root was the most important. He exploded forward with intense speed, faster than he had been previously, approaching the seven-inch Spirit Root that was succumbing to its injuries as it made futile attempts to retreat, grabbing it before slamming it hard.

With a loud bang, the seven-inch Spirit Root could no longer withstand the impact. It disintegrated in midair, transforming into a green fog, and rushed straight toward Zhuo Yifan before being integrated into his body.

Under the siege of the flying swords, the six students from White Deer Dao College all retreated, looking both frightened and angry. They wanted to spread out and attempt to prevent Zhuo Yifan from absorbing the green fog, but even before they could do anything, Wang Baole's menacing voice was heard.

"Think about it carefully, all of you! Everything earlier can be classified as an incident of snatching away one's opportunities and helping one's schoolmate out, both of which are nothing serious. However, now that Zhuo Yifan has already begun the absorption process, unless there is some deep grudge, if any of you interfere, it'll be considered an attempt to block the future of an Ethereal Dao College student!

"I will not let this matter rest. All of you have already secured a place in the Upper Academy of White Deer Dao College. Surely, none of you would wish to be involved in a small issue like this that could put your positions at risk, right?"

Hearing Wang Baole's words, the six students' facial expressions varied, but they immediately calmed down; what Wang Baole had said made perfect sense. Indeed, if the absorption had not begun, the incident would have been nothing serious as it would merely be thought of as a case of snatching one's opportunity, which was something that everyone would have committed to certain degrees. However, since the absorption process had begun, any attempts to prevent it would be considered taboo and challenging the regulations of the four major Dao Colleges!

Furthermore, they were not Zhuo Yixian, who was related through his bloodline to Zhuo Yifan, making the situation more understandable when taking into account their shared family background. In this case, if Wang Baole grabbed hold of evidence of their wrongdoing, they would be severely disadvantaged.

"Wang Baole, how dare you foil my success!" Witnessing everything, Zhuo Yixian shouted angrily, his eyes revealing an intense desire to kill. He raised his right hand, retrieving a pill and swallowing it right away. Immediately after, the aura of his body rose rapidly, and he charged toward Wang Baole with wide steps, directly and fiercely.

When he attacked, an illusionary figure appeared behind him. It was not formed because of his unbelievable speed. Instead, it was composed of the accumulation of Blood Qi. A faint red glow appeared, and that made Wang Baole feel threatened.

"Wang Baole, he's swallowed the Former Incarnation Pill unique to the Five Generation Sky Clan, allowing him to be equipped with the mystic techniques of the Five Generation Sky Clan. The figure behind Zhuo Yixian is the result of the previous incarnation he has gathered! It can significantly increase his combat prowess!" Zhuo Yifan immediately informed Wang Baole of what was happening as he watched the scene unfolding before his eyes while the absorption of the Spirit Root continued.

While Zhuo Yifan was still informing Wang Baole, Zhuo Yixian had already crept up beside Wang Baole. He raised his right leg and kicked hard, and his previous incarnation behind his back did the same with a loud bang. Their kicks seemed to synchronize and stack up with each other, making Zhuo Yixian's kick glow bright red!

Not only did their speed increase exponentially, their power was also significantly boosted. This combination broke the sound barrier, producing a deafening sound that charged directly at Wang Baole!

Wang Baole's eyes were alert and attentive. Mirroring Zhuo Yixian, he also raised his right leg and kicked powerfully at Zhuo Yixian!

The deafening boom shook the skies. Like an ocean, a Blood Qi tsunami erupted. Zhuo Yixian let out a low grunt, and his heart palpitated rapidly.

"Why is this fatty's strength even greater now compared to a while ago?" The previous incarnation of Zhuo Yixian's right leg immediately dispersed, as if it had taken the blow in Zhuo Yixian's place.

Zhuo Yixian was unscathed, and even though he was in shock, he did not hesitate even for a moment. He raised his right hand, and a short black sword immediately appeared, directed toward Wang Baole's chest with the obvious goal of piercing it.

"Interesting!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, realizing that Zhuo Yixian was no small fry. At that instant, the devouring seed in his body erupted, and a potent absorption force emanated from the palm of his right hand. Not only did the force influence Zhuo Yixian's short sword, it also directed Zhuo Yixian's physical body.

This sudden absorption force caused Zhuo Yixian to be taken aback. It was too late for him to wriggle free. With a vicious smile, Wang Baole landed a heavy, impactful kick directly onto Zhuo Yixian's chest.

With a loud bang, the ring on Zhuo Yixian's finger flashed, and a protective shield covered his body once again. Even though it managed to resist Wang Baole's kick, it disintegrated immediately, and the aftershock caused Zhuo Yixian's body to move backward.

Wang Baole's moved swiftly, and with a heavy step, he immediately rushed out, with his right hand pointing at the flying swords nearby. Under the control of magnetic forces, the flying swords suddenly flew into the air.

However, Zhuo Yixian was someone with a rich combat experience. As he stepped back, his eyes revealed a look of viciousness, and he hit his own chest with his hands hard, resulting in a mouthful of black blood spurting out.

"Previous Incarnation Shadow Kill!"

The moment he spoke, the Blood Qi incarnation within his body that had originally lost a leg due to the impact suddenly separated, rushing out of his body and charging directly at Wang Baole. As it neared Wang Baole, it imploded!

A loud boom reverberated, and the dust that was drawn into the air by the implosion immediately enveloped Wang Baole. Zhuo Yixian bled profusely—it seemed that the implosion of his previous incarnation had affected him, too. He did not have time to wipe the blood away, and in his retreat, the ring on his finger flashed once again. With the appearance of the protective shields, the flying swords that were zeroing in on him were blocked.

Zhuo Yixian laughed wryly as the sounds of impact reverberated.

"Wang Baole, you're strong indeed! However, you're disadvantaged because of the self-protection treasure from my family clan!"

The six White Deer Dao College students nearby stood in shock. They watched as Zhuo Yixian's protective shield broke and reformed, and they began to realize that his ring was no simple object.

However, as Zhuo Yixian spoke, fleeting laughter emerged from the dust cloud formed by the implosion of the past incarnation.

"That's all you've got?"

The moment the voice was heard, Zhuo Yixian was taken aback. In the dust cloud, a golden glow suddenly emerged, and it shot into the sky!

The golden glow was shiny and captivating, and as it spread, it formed an ocean of Blood Qi that suffused in all directions. Wang Baole stepped out from within, his speed faster than ever. He carried a golden glow and appeared directly before Zhuo Yixian as he raised his right hand, grabbing him by the neck and raising him into the air!

"Do you want to die?" Wang Baole asked. His body was cloaked in a golden glow, making him look like a god from the heavens.

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Chapter 103: Eight-inch Spirit Root

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The entire area fell silent for a moment.

Everyone's mind buzzed with activity as they stared dumbfoundedly at Wang Baole. He was giving off a golden glow all over his body, accompanied by a sea of Blood Qi following behind him. His mighty figure resembled a fighting god, one that could not easily be overcome or belittled, as he raised Zhuo Yixian's body high into the sky.

The suppressive force emanating from his body was especially shocking to everyone, causing their hearts to palpitate rapidly. Zhuo Yixian was already someone who was exceedingly superior as a Head Prefect of White Deer Dao College. He was like the Chosen One, and when he swallowed the Former Incarnation Pill, he unleashed powers beyond what he should have been capable of. Zhuo Yixian, at that moment, stood at what people deemed the pinnacle of Pulse Enrichment, such that it would not have been an exaggeration to consider him a half-step True Breath expert.

After all, the Blood Qi incarnation formed from the combination of the cultivation techniques of the Five Generation Sky Clan was considered a Dharma spell to a certain extent.

Even so, it was nothing compared to Wang Baole. Right now, the scene of Wang Baole holding Zhuo Yixian by the neck and raising him up toward the sky evoked emotions in everyone's hearts and minds, injecting them with indescribable shock that they had never experienced before.

In the silence, only the sound of breathing could be heard. Even Zhuo Yifan was trembling as he held his breath. Although he knew that Wang Baole was strong, he had never imagined that he was powerful to this extent!

Compared to the shock that the onlookers were feeling, Zhuo Yixian, whose neck was held in Wang Baole's firm grip, was paralyzed with increasing fear. He wanted to struggle and break free, but Wang Baole's grip was like a wrench, making his every attempt to struggle futile. Furthermore, when Wang Baole spoke previously, the icy look in his eyes and the coldness given off from every inch of his body had caused Zhuo Yixian to be so afraid that he was about to jump out of his skin.

He has killed before! The coldness given off of Wang Baole was nothing foreign to Zhuo Yixian. It was a familiar vibe that he had experienced from some members of his family clan whom had killed others before. The life-and-death crisis that he was facing now was like the crashing waves, causing him to tremble vigorously. However, he willed himself not to give in and stared unblinkingly at Wang Baole before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"This golden glow of yours… what cultivation technique is it?"

Sensing the fear in Zhuo Yixian's eyes and the amount of effort that he was using to stay calm, Wang Baole was delighted. He raised his head and spoke calmly.

"I've known this cultivation technique since the age of six. The fact that you have no knowledge of this given your age shows how ignorant you are!"

The instant that the exchange between the two broke the silence, the six students from White Deer Dao College who were nearby began to recover from their shock. Their faces were all pale, and their eyes conveyed their anxiety. One of them mustered up their courage and began to speak urgently.

"Wang Baole, this… this is a mistake. You don't have to go to the extent of murder. Calm down, don't be rash!"

It was necessary for them to persuade Wang Baole. If a death really occurred, the matter would definitely be blown up, and they would be implicated. Right now, all of them were filled with regret for agreeing to help Zhuo Yixian.

Even Zhuo Yifan began to hyperventilate, revealing a look of worry from his eyes. He did not care about Zhuo Yixian's survival, but he knew that if Wang Baole really killed someone, the impact would be unimaginable.

With the people around trying to persuade him, Wang Baole closed his eyes. He was not planning to kill, but he knew that Zhuo Yixian's background was not to be belittled. He wanted to teach him a good lesson and make a lasting impression such that Zhuo Yixian would feel fear every time he thought about Wang Baole.

"Let's do this, then!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and the killings that had happened in the Pond Cloud Rainforest replayed in his mind. He wanted to concentrate his killing intent and use it to scare Zhuo Yixian. However, at that moment, Wang Baole's facial expression suddenly changed as he abruptly turned his head to look at a small hill a distance away.

He felt a strong attractive force that originated from that location rapidly approaching him. It was as if something that he strongly desired existed in the direction that he was looking.

Not only was Wang Baole experiencing it. Even Zhuo Yixian, whose neck was still held by Wang Baole, also looked with his eyes wide open in the same direction.

The instant that the two shifted their gaze, a loud boom was suddenly heard. At the furthest distance the both of them could see, beyond the hill, a figure emerged, racing toward them while howling!

That figure was faceless, and its entire body was vibrating wildly. It charged with immense speed, and even though it was a distance away, both Wang Baole and Zhuo Yixian immediately noticed that an eight-inch Spirit Root was present within its body!

The shimmering glow bouncing off that Spirit Root was exceptionally prominent!

"An eight-inch Spirit Root!" Zhuo Yixian shouted with his hoarse voice, and the surrounding onlookers were deeply shaken.

The figure was that of an eight-inch Spirit Root. Unique from the other Spirit Roots, the eight-inch Spirit Root was also known as the versatile Spirit Root. So long as one had attained the foundation of the seven-inch Spirit Root, once one managed to attack and dissipate it, one could absorb it!

When the eight-inch Spirit Root appeared, howling sounds emerged simultaneously from behind it. Six figures rushed out from the small hill, all of them charging without stopping. They were even battling each other as they chased after the Spirit Root.

The Fire Spirit Body Li Yi from White Deer Dao College and Wu Fen from Holy River Dao College were among the six people. There was also a black-faced youth dressed in a black Daoist robe from White Deer Branch College. He has never been mentioned in Ethereal Dao College's jade slip and was apparently a black horse. The vibe from his seven-inch Spirit Root was extremely strong, and his speed was comparable to that of both Li Yi and Wu Fen!

The other three people comprised of two men and a woman. The woman was graceful, slim, and looked extremely alluring. Her personal details were described in Ethereal Dao College's jade slip, identifying her as Qian Meng from Holy River Dao College's Elixirs faculty!

The other two were dressed in Daoist robes from White Deer Dao College. One of them was tall, one of them was short, and they both carried a look of ruthlessness. It was apparent that they were collaborating with each other, pursuing the Spirit Root while attempting to block the people around them from advancing.

"It's Li Feng and Chen Lingyi!"

The students from White Deer Dao College who were standing beside Wang Baole immediately exclaimed the moment that they noticed the duo. It seemed like they had never imagined that the both of them would be involved in the fight for the eight-inch Spirit Root.

Similarly, the information of the duo was missing from Ethereal Dao College's jade slip.

The appearance of the eight-inch Spirit Root caused Wang Baole's breathing to quicken. His eyes were filled with excitement, for his search for the eight-inch Spirit Root had been long, tedious, and fruitless. In his agitation, he lost all the will to scare Zhuo Yixian. He loosened his right hand instantly and kicked hard.

With a loud bang, the kick landed directly on Zhuo Yixian's body, causing him to spurt blood. His body was like a kite whose string had been severed, landing hard on the ground a distance away as fresh red blood spewed out once again. The internal damage caused by Wang Baole's kick immediately eliminated him from the fight for the eight-inch Spirit Root.

Without stopping, Wang Baole immediately retrieved a bottle of pills and threw it to Zhuo Yifan after he kicked Zhuo Yixian. He turned his body and dashed away with unbelievable speed. The golden Blood Qi ocean spread in all directions, and he charged toward the eight-inch Spirit Root while roaring.

As the golden Blood Qi ocean spread from Wang Baole, the eight-inch Spirit Root from afar suddenly turned to look at Wang Baole, as if it sensed his presence. Between the gasps of shock from Li Yi and company, the Spirit Root changed its direction and headed toward Wang Baole!

Wang Baole was instantly filled with joy, and his speed further increased as he laughed heartily. That made Li Yi and the other five extremely angry, and they stopped battling among each other in their anxiousness.

"Wang Baole!" Li Yi snarled as she gritted her teeth. She had always been displeased and angry with Wang Baole, and now, without hesitation, she retrieved a jade pendant. The moment the jade pendant appeared, it immediately transformed into a fireball that was glowing hot. She threw it in the direction of the eight-inch Spirit Root. Unless Wang Baole stopped in his tracks, he would definitely be blocked once he neared the fire ball!

At the same time, Wu Fen also let out a cold look. He hit his chest hard with both his hands, and a crack appeared on his glabella, with thick Blood Qi immediately flowing out from the crack. It conjured a bloodied hand in midair, which slapped the eight-inch Spirit Root directly!

The black-faced youth also realized that the situation had become pressing. He unleashed his ace in the hole, and a large spell array appeared, charging toward the eight-inch Spirit Root after absorbing Spirit Qi from the surroundings.

The tall-short duo, Li Feng and Chen Lingyi, revealed their most powerful numinous treasures as they screamed angrily. It was a pair of extremely sharp, vicious flying sword, which flew swiftly into the air.

Lastly, the alluring woman Qian Meng shut her eyes, retrieving a large handful of poisonous pills. She threw them out, causing a poisonous fog to be produced as they exploded. Hissing from venomous worms also emerged within the fog, and it became clear that she was the rare poison master trained in the Alchemy faculty!

The six of them acted simultaneously with their best skills, appearing to target the eight-inch Spirit Root, while in reality, their attacks were all directed toward Wang Baole!

Is there a need to be so vicious? Wang Baole was also shocked, and his heart palpitated strongly. After all, the attacks by each of the six people were different, and they were all exceptional students. They had all used their most powerful move, and unless a True Breath individual suppressed them with their aura, it would be difficult to withstand the impact of them all.

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Wang Baole only had two choices—proceed or retreat!

If he chose to retreat, he would miss out on the eight-inch Spirit Root as he avoided the attacks from the six of them. However, this was also the goal of the six people, as they would never allow Wang Baole, who had interfered midway in the process, to snatch away the eight-inch Spirit Root right before their eyes.

Even if it was someone else and not Wang Baole, the six people would still have unleashed their wrath. They have been fighting intensely among themselves and categorically would not let other people succeed so easily!

However, if Wang Baole chose to proceed, he would have to showcase his incredible combat prowess in front of the six people who had collaborated against him.

Darn it! Why do I have to give way? I have the Golden Body and numerous Dharmic artifacts; and I'm not afraid of any of you! Wang Baole calmed down as he came to a decision. His eyes stared straight ahead, and he sped up even more.

As he charged forward, he waved his right hand strongly. Instantly, tens of small Dharmic artifact seals that had originally been stored in his storage bracelet were thrown out, followed by tens of flying swords that flew into the air at rapid speeds.

That was not the end. Wang Baole also threw out tens of ropes that gave off a Dharmic glow, directed straight at the six people!

At the same time, the purple dragon jade pendant, as well as tens of beads that could be transformed into Golden Bell Shields were thrown out by Wang Baole all at once. Lastly, he retrieved the combat glove that he had modified.

Instantly, he was fully equipped, with hundreds of Dharmic artifacts surrounding him, boosting the frightening vibe that he gave off!

If that was the end, it still would have been insufficient to showcase Wang Baole's determination. With his gaze revealing a look of determination, he showcased his most powerful trick!

"Puppets!"

With a wave of his hand, Wang Baole retrieved hundreds of puppets that formed a human wall in front of him. They marched like a military contingent toward the six people, appearing like roaring, crashing waves.

After that, Wang Baole let out a loud growl before riding on the golden Blood Qi ocean behind him, charging fiercely toward the eight-inch Spirit Root with power akin to the combination of torrential winds and lightning.

"The Spirit Root is mine, and don't any of you think of taking it from me! Are you gonna make way or not?"

Looking from afar, one could see the entire space filled with uncountable numbers of puppets and Dharmic artifacts. Within the Ancient Martial realm, they looked immensely impressive, shocking everyone who saw the assembly.

The scene made Li Yi and company worried. Their heads felt numb—Wang Baole's Dharmic artifacts were just too much to handle. Coupled with Wang Baole's determination that made him willing to bet everything he had, everyone was shocked breathless.

"Are you crazy, Wang Baole? What's the point of fighting so hard? This isn't the only eight-inch Spirit Root around here!"

Not only was Li Yi confused, even Wu Fen, Qian Meng, the black-faced youth, and the others could not wrap their heads around the situation. Wang Baole seemed to have gone overboard in his response toward their attacks, inevitably making them doubtful and injecting them with hesitation.

However, with the eight-inch Spirit Root before their eyes, giving up was not an option. Wu Fen immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of fresh, crimson blood. As he moved, the blood was transformed yet again into a Blood Qi hand, boosting his attack.

Li Yi and others also gritted their teeth and attacked again. In that instant, their cultivation techniques and Dharmic artifacts, as well as the poisonous fog and the spell arrays, fought head on with Wang Baole's contingent of Dharmic artifacts and puppets.

A deafeningly loud roar was produced and reverberated at that very moment, spreading in all directions. It travelled into the ears of the students from the four major Dao Colleges in the vicinity. As they reeled in shock, the tens of ropes that Wang Baole possessed were immediately released at the epicenter of the battle!

The ropes had been improvised by Wang Baole. The first wrapped themselves around Wu Fen's Blood Qi hand before exploding, causing the hand to tear and disintegrate with the impact that it created.

After that, the flying swords that were under the control of the magnetic force flew at unbelievable speeds. They were all carved with self-imploding inscriptions, and once they were in contact with other objects, they would immediately pierce them and immediately implode to cause a second wave of damage.

Under Wang Baole's deft control, they locked onto Li Yi's fire jade pendant. It was loud, and no matter how ruthless the fire jade pendant was, it could not withstand the impact of the flying swords' implosion and unbelievable speed. Accompanied by the sound of impact, the fire jade pendant was extinguished, and even though it did not break apart, it was hurled far away by the flying swords.

As for the tens of small seals, their target was not the black-faced youth, Li Feng, nor Chen Lingyi, but Qian Meng!

Wang Baole was deeply fearful and concerned about Qian Meng's poisonous fog. As the small seals approached the poisonous fog, they imploded, too, transforming into raging winds that swept furiously, dissipating the poisonous fog, and revealing innumerable poisonous insects. However, most of the poisonous insects had already been torn apart, and those that remained were all wriggling and squirming.

"Wang Baole, are you using Dharmic artifacts, or are you using bombs?" Li Yi and the others shouted angrily. All of Wang Baole's Dharmic artifacts were equipped with the power to implode, making each of them extremely dejected.

Going solo against the six of them using the combat technique of explosion was so swift that one could barely register it with their eyes. After Wang Baole's Dharmic artifacts held off three of them, his puppets formed a human wall, directly clashing with Li Feng and Chen Lingyi's flying sword numinous treasures as well as the black-faced youth's array spells.

There were just too many puppets, making them effective not only in blocking the impact but also powerful in charging straight ahead at the others as they spread out. The puppets were extremely hardy and could still move even when damaged. At that moment, chaos fell upon the scene, making the students anxious and frustrated.

It was at this moment that Wang Baole's figure towered above the Golden Bell Shield. Coupled with the protection by the purple dragon, he could resist the impact of the other's Dharmic artifacts closing in on him on both sides. He suddenly burst with extreme speed and appeared in front of the eight-inch Spirit Root within the blink of an eye.

"Don't fight with me. After I'm done, I'll treat everyone to a good meal. I'll take this eight-inch Spirit Root, alright?" Wang Baole said as he laughed heartily. His goal had been to obtain the eight-inch Spirit Root since the start. He had attacked simply because he wanted to block Li Yi and company. In the midst of the chaos, he launched an attack on the eight-inch Spirit Root directly.

The eight-inch Spirit Root was strong, but it had previously been injured. Furthermore, Dharmic artifacts from both parties had hit it in areas where it had no protection. It had long been severely injured and showed signs of breaking down.

As Wang Baole attacked, cracks began to appear throughout the eight-inch Spirit Root's entire body. Seeing that it was about to break apart, Wang Baole excitedly threw a strong punch directly on the eight-inch Spirit Root's chest. He was confident that the Spirit Root would definitely break apart upon impact of his punch!

Li Yi and the rest were troubled and anxious. Right at this moment, a flash of viciousness flashed across the eyes of the black-faced youth from White Deer Branch College. He retrieved an ancient array formation compass and pressed his right hand hard on it.

"Body, seal!"

As he finished his exclamation, torrential winds instantly erupted from the compass. The black-faced youth's hair ruffled in the winds, and the surrounding Spirit Qi raged, forming an invisible ocean closing in from all directions toward Wang Baole as if they would be further transformed into a trapping seal.

Wang Baole jumped in surprise as he had never expected this counter-attack from the black-faced youth.

That was not the end. With fresh blood flowing out from the corner of his lips, the black-faced youth growled in a low voice once again.

"Dharma, seal!"

Spirit Qi erupted again, this time, not toward Wang Baole but toward the center of the compass. It spread in all directions and seemed to disrupt and sever the connections between the puppets and the inscriptions on their Spirit Kernels. The puppets vibrated furiously before being paralyzed and frozen in their movements.

The five others instantly perked up. They all rose and charged toward Wang Baole.

"There's still this method?" Wang Baole took a deep breath. Even though he was equipped with combat capabilities that could battle a True Breath expert, he did not possess the True Breath's ability of suppression. Therefore, he had never been full of himself nor belittled these talents from the other Dao Colleges. His gaze shimmered, and Wang Baole exhaled deeply. The golden Blood Qi ocean emanating from his body instantly erupted, going head on with the Spirit Qi that were rushing in from all directions due to the seal!

Under this impact, the Wang Baole's golden glow became even more blinding. As it spread in all directions, a loud boom spread from around him. As it resisted the seal, Wang Baole did not stop even for a moment and took the chance to punch the eight-inch Spirit Root hard in the chest.

"Break!"

Bang!

When Li Yi and the others arrived, the eight-inch Spirit Root broke down, transforming into copious amounts of green fog. It followed the path of Wang Baole's fist and entered his body!

It replaced the seven-inch Spirit Root. Within his dantian, the eight-inch Spirit Root took its place!

Feeling the eight-inch Spirit Root within his body, Wang Baole laughed heartily before stowing the remaining Dharmic artifacts and puppets into his storage bracelet, turning around, and running away.

"Let's not fight. Fellow Students, I, Wang Baole, will keep my promise. After we leave, I'll treat you to a big meal, and you can get whatever you want! I'm from the Dharmic Armament faculty, so I'm loaded!"

Listening to Wang Baole's words and seeing the eight-inch Spirit Root being absorbed before his eyes, the black-faced youth was extremely disappointed. He sighed and put the compass away, giving up on further battle.

"Wang Baole! Who cares about the meal?" Li Yi shouted angrily, but she too stopped in her tracks. She was indignant, but she also realized that at this stage, she could only accept it.

Wu Fen was also dejected, and Qian Meng paused with an awful expression on her face as she stared fiercely at Wang Baole's back. Even though Wang Baole had snatched away the eight-inch Spirit Root, the short battle that had taken place just now had allowed all of them to witness Wang Baole's prowess. They all knew that if they were to get into a solo battle with him, none of them would be a worthy opponent.

"That fatty is really too strong. He has so many Dharmic artifacts, and it's impossible to fight him!" Li Feng and Chen Lingyi could only laugh bitterly. They looked at each other before sighing and turning around to continue their search for other eight-inch Spirit Roots.

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Chapter 105: Nine-Inch, Come to Daddy!

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It was not that they did not want to continue the fight with Wang Baole, but the combat abilities that he had showcased were simply too superior. Coupled with the fact that the four major Dao Colleges were allies, the consequences would be dire if a life-and-death battle were to break out between them.

Another reason was that once the Spirit Root had been absorbed, there was practically no way of snatching it back, unless certain cruel methods were used. However, that was a taboo, and the students from the four major Dao Colleges were ultimately students who did not have any deep-seated hatred toward each other. Therefore, few would want or dare to do such things.

As a result, during the battle just now, both Wang Baole and the six of them had exercised restraint despite competing with each other for the Spirit Root. They all showcased their trump cards, but the most that they would inflict was injury.

Right now, looking at Wang Baole speeding off, Li Yi and company began to disperse in dejection as they resumed their search for an eight-inch Spirit Root.

The eight-inch Spirit Root might have been rare, but unlike the nine-inch Spirit Root, it was not the only one. In reality, according to the records of the four major Dao Colleges, since the opening of the Spirit Breath Village, up to ten eight-inch Spirit Roots had been sighted at one time while the minimum number stood at five.

Investigations done by the four major Dao College roughly concluded that before the Spirit Breath Village was opened, the majority of the eight-inch Spirit Root were in hibernation. Only when the village was open would the Spirit Roots awaken in varying numbers, driven by some unknown impetus.

Li Yi took a deep breath, and determination rippled through her eyes. Look for the next eight-inch!

As the most highly-anticipated student of White Deer Dao College, her goal was to attain an eight-inch Spirit Root. That was especially so due to the pressure that she felt after having sparred with Zhao Yameng. Her determination to attain the eight-inch state was firm, and she began on her journey afar as she turned and left.

It's not all bad that Wang Baole has snatched away the eight-inch Spirit Root. At the very least, he wouldn't fight with us for it anymore!

However, come to think of it, Wang Baole's combat capabilities are sky-high!

Seeing that Li Yi had left, this thought arose in the minds of those remaining. They began to disperse, with the black-faced youth from White Deer Branch College, Wu Fen, and Qian Meng going solo, while Li Feng and Chen Lingyi left together. They saw what had happened regarding Zhuo Yixian and had a rough idea of what had happened. However, they did not pay much attention to it—the most crucial issue now was to find an eight-inch Spirit Root as quickly as possible.

Soon, the entire place had quieted down. Only Zhuo Yixian was filled with indignation at how Wang Baole had snatched away the eight-inch Spirit Root, and everything had lost significance to him right now. He was filled with intense rage, but he could only tighten his fists as he was not on home ground.

Zhuo Yifan also stood up from a cross-legged position after absorbing the seven-inch Spirit Root. Although he had sustained injuries, with the pills given by Wang Baole and the medication that he had previously prepared himself, he had managed to recover to a large extent. He looked at Zhuo Yixian coldly and then at the six students from White Deer Dao College, who were throwing wary glances at him. In his silence, he looked away, turned around, and began speeding away in a direction that he had chosen.

As Zhuo Yifan left, the six students from White Deer Dao College shook their heads with exasperation. They understood that with such a level of combat capabilities, coupled with his possession of the eight-inch-long Spirit Root meant that in the coming days, Wang Baole's name would be even more well known in the four major Dao Colleges.

Previously, Wang Baole had already been famous among people in the other Dao Colleges, but those were only rumors. However, right now, Wang Baole's activities had made a deep impression on the people within the Spirit Breath Village.

Sighing, the six people carried Zhuo Yixian, who had fell silent, and left.

Now, as Wang Baole charged, his eyes shimmered. With exhilaration and excitement, he ran, happiness filling his heart.

Haha, the eight-inch Spirit Root! I already have an eight-inch Spirit Root, and I've reached the epitome of human limits!

Wang Baole had already run a considerable distance before stopping. In his excitement, he felt that, though he had been a little unlucky when he entered the Spirit Breath Village, the end results that he had achieved still made up for it.

What I have to do next is find a secluded place, achieve breakthrough, and step into the True Breath realm!

Thinking about how he was just a step away from attaining success at becoming a cultivator, anticipation filled his heart as he looked around to find a suitable direction. He immediately proceeded, planning to search for a place where he could enter seclusion.

The Spirit Breath Village covered a large area and did not lack forest land or mountainous regions. Wang Baole's goal was to find a valley, dig a cave, and hide himself. Before long, he had already spotted a mountain range a distance away, which made his eyes light up. Imagining the glory that he would gain upon reaching the True Breath realm, he immediately ran there.

It did not take long before he found a valley area. It was barren except for the weeds and was completely secluded. He retrieved his flying sword and began digging into the rocks. As he dug, he let out a happy hum.

The rocks were hard, but Wang Baole still managed to dig out a small cave within five minutes.

This is the place!

Satisfied with the hole that he had dug, Wang Baole put his flying sword away and piled up the broken rocks by the entrance as a way to make it less visible to others. He happily took out his snacks, but just as he was about to tuck in, he suddenly felt that something was amiss. His eyes widened as he turned around, for a figure had crept up behind him without him noticing.

That figure floated in the air without moving and was within thirty feet of Wang Baole!

Even with such a small distance between them, Wang Baole did not notice. He immediately jumped in shock when he saw the figure.

"Who is it?" Wang Baole asked with a low voice as he took a step back subconsciously.

The moment he spoke, Wang Baole also managed to get a clear look of the figure that was behind him. It was faceless, and a nine-inch Spirit Root glistened within its body!

It was the very same Spirit Root that he had seen flying across the sky when he first entered the Spirit Breath Village.

Realizing that it was a Spirit Root and not another student, Wang Baole heaved a sigh of relief as he stared at it. "Don't you know it's rude of you to appear when one is about to dig into his snacks?"

Wang Baole had not expected the Spirit Root's silent entrance. However, it was not the first time that he had come across the nine-inch Spirit Root. In reality, it was not just Wang Baole—many students within the Spirit Breath Village had noticed it floating across the sky on numerous occasions.

Despite existing, no one could absorb it. It was also more prominent and easily noticed by people as it floated in the skies, unlike the other Spirit Roots running across the land.

"All right, I shouldn't bicker with you. Leave, don't disturb my seclusion," Wang Baole mumbled without paying it much attention. As he was about to enter the cave, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He curiously turned to look at the nine-inch Spirit Root, which was still floating in midair.

This nine-inch Spirit Root… is it true that it can't be absorbed?

Wang Baole blinked several times. Even though he already had the foundation of the eight-inch Spirit Root, it would not have mattered if he did not meet the nine-inch Spirit Root. However, now that he met it, his heart and mind became energized.

The Little Missy in the mask mentioned that when the Golden Body attains True Breath, there will be unimaginable gains. This explains why so many Spirit Roots took a liking for me after I entered this place.

Furthermore, the eight-inch Spirit Root from before ran toward me of its own accord. Following this, it would be unjust to not even try absorbing the nine-inch Spirit Root.

Wang Baole rubbed his chin and pondered. As he hesitated, the nine-inch Spirit Root turned, preparing to leave.

It wouldn't hurt to try. It wasn't stated in the Dao College's jade slip that absorbing the nine-inch Spirit Root would cause death; it only said that it can't be absorbed!

Thinking of this, Wang Baole's eyes revealed a look of determination as he retrieved his glove and charged with rapid speed. Stepping on a boulder, he leaped into the sky, running toward the nine-inch Spirit Root that was leaving, and threw it a punch!

"Nine-inch, come to daddy!"

Wang Baole knew that the nine-inch Spirit Root was extremely strong. Therefore, he put all his effort and strength into the punch, which caused Blood Qi all over his body to flow out with the motion of his glove. Instantly, a whirlwind formed in front of him, howling as it hurtled toward the nine-inch Spirit Root.

Everything, from Wang Baole making the decision to him attacking the Spirit Root, happened within the blink of an eye. The Spirit Root had barely moved before Wang Baole and the whirlwind neared it.

A loud boom instantly erupted and reverberated in all directions. It was as if the nine-inch Spirit Root was weightless. As it disappeared into the skies, its speed was boosted by the whirlwind.

Looking at the nine-inch Spirit Root floating further away, Wang Baole could not stay afloat in the air for long and landed, sighing.

There's no way to attack it if it can fly.

Wang Baole was dejected and was about to give up as he looked at the back view of the nine-inch Spirit Root floating away. Suddenly, something stuck his mind, and with the intention of just trying it out, he unleashed a golden glow from his body as he activated his Golden Body!

The Blood Qi behind him spread out, forming a golden ocean sweeping in all directions. At that instant, the nine-inch Spirit Root, which had floated a distance away, stopped in its tracks.

It actually works!

Filled with surprise, Wang Baole's expression was no longer one of dejection. This was because after the nine-inch Spirit Root stopped, it had slowly turned around. Though faceless, a cold, icy aura that made Wang Baole's heart tremble was given off from its body!

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Chapter 106: The Resistant Nine-Inch

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The moment the icy cold aura was given off, the nine-inch Spirit Root approached with rapid speed. Even before Wang Baole could take a clear look at it, the nine-inch Spirit Root had already appeared before him, raising its right hand and landing a punch!

Too fast!

Wang Baole's heart trembled, and the golden Blood Qi ocean around him exploded, forming a shield that blocked the nine-inch Spirit Root. Wang Baole's body vibrated as he retreated. However, he did not stop but instead dodged to the side at full speed.

The instant Wang Baole dodged, the nine-inch Spirit Root appeared in front of him yet again, stepping on a rock and breaking it apart, sending debris in all directions!

With this speed, it's power can be significantly boosted even if it was unremarkable!Wang Baole thought as his breathing rate increased. He stepped back once again, closing his eyes, as he became more serious and focused than ever.

It's not at the level of a True Breath expert!

Like me, it's only in the Pulse Enrichment stage. However, in the Pulse Enrichment stage, how can it be so quick?

Wang Baole took a deep breath. He had thought that he was already standing at the pinnacle of Pulse Enrichment, but seeing the nine-inch Spirit Root's attack, he quickly realized that his Pulse Enrichment stage had not peaked.

It's impossible to fight it with such a speed! I have to think of a way to slow it down!

As Wang Baole stepped back, he immediately retracted his Golden Body state. Previously, when he was being pursued by numerous Spirit Roots, he had been able to tone down their vigor by converging the Golden Body.

It was no exception in this case. The moment Wang Baole's Golden Body was retracted, the nine-inch Spirit Root, which originally gave off an icy, cold aura, immediately calmed down. It no longer looked at Wang Baole and instead floated into the air, slowly moving away.

Realizing that releasing and concealing his Golden Body could influence the nine-inch Spirit Root, Wang Baole blinked, adjusted his position, and released his Golden Body yet again as he charged out.

The instant the Golden Body was released, the departing nine-inch Spirit Root immediately turned around, unleashing its icy, cold aura once again. It rushed toward Wang Baole with a speed exceeding the previous time. As it approached Wang Baole, it raised its right hand and directed it toward Wang Baole's neck in preparation to clutch it.

As it neared, the Spirit Qi in the environment also began moving, forming a whirlwind that trapped Wang Baole in place!

Such speed momentarily threw Wang Baole off. However, he had long prepared for this. The devouring seed within his body spread, forming a strong suction force that twisted the approaching right hand of the nine-inch Spirit Root toward another direction. The nine-inch Spirit Root froze momentarily, its right hand being grabbed by the suction force. The hand gripped empty space, and in that instant, Wang Baole wrangled the nine-inch Spirit Root with his gloved hand, his eyes revealing a look of ruthlessness!

The moment the hand joints were twisted, Wang Baole raised his left leg, stepping hard on the nine-inch Spirit Root's belly. With a loud boom, its body was forced backward by the strong kick. Grabbing onto the opportunity, the Blood Qi from Wang Baole's body spread, and riding on the recoiling force from his kick, he broke free from the Spirit Qi whirlwind, moving back hundreds of feet. Without attending to the ache in his left foot that had resulted from the shock, he looked toward the nine-inch Spirit Root with surprise.

When it tried to grab onto me previously, it actually amassed the surrounding Spirit Qi to trap me within the whirlwind! That's similar to Zhao Yameng's technique. However, Zhao Yameng depended on the array formation. It's obvious that this Spirit Root tends toward techniques of the Combat faculty, but is this a feasible way of combat?

Wang Baole's heart raced as he curiously analyzed the situation.

The Chancellor previously mentioned that it is highly possible that all True Breath Spirit Roots are seed-like existences that represent the condensation of those who survived from an unknown civilization!

Following that logic, does it mean that in this civilization where cultivators are everywhere, there could be both powerful and weak Spirit Roots that exist based on different qualities, reincarnating from different people? If that's the case, it could fully explain why there are Spirit Roots that are one-inch and Spirit Roots that are nine-inch!

If the one-inch Spirit Root was ordinary, does it mean that the nine-inch Spirit Root… could be the incarnation of an elite of that cultivation civilization? However… the challenge about this nine-inch Spirit Root lies in its speed and peculiar way of manipulating Spirit Qi. If I could figure it out, I could probably destroy it!

Thoughts flew within Wang Baole's mind as his desire to battle climbed.

The nine-inch Spirit Root that had been thrown off by his kick stopped tens of feet away as it raised its head and looked at Wang Baole.

With Wang Baole looking at it with all seriousness, the nine-inch Spirit Root raised its right hand slowly, and with a sudden twist, it manipulated the surrounding Spirit Qi once again, causing all the Spirit Qi to gather within the valley, forming an invisible whirlwind that erupted with a loud bang.

Wang Baole's pupils constricted as he took in the spectacle. When the Spirit Qi acted previously, the Spirit Qi had transformed into a whirl that trapped him, and that had already taken him by surprise. Now that he witnessed it again, he managed to slightly understand that the Spirit Root was able to accomplish it using an unknown Blood Qi technique. However, he was still unable to work out the details, so he began to step back, intending to increase the distance between them.

However, just as Wang Baole retreated, the nine-inch Spirit Root raised its right fist, throwing a punch at Wang Baole directly through the air. Even though it was a hundred feet away and happened across thin air, it seemed to land within the epicenter of the Spirit Qi whirlwind, causing the concentrated Spirit Qi from all around to erupt instantaneously, sweeping toward Wang Baole like a crashing wave.

"There's still this technique?"

Wang Baole's facial expression changed immediately. He tried to shield himself with his Dharmic artifacts, but he only felt like he had been hit by a huge wave as the noise reverberated. Fresh blood spewed from his mouth as his body was forced backward. The nine-inch Spirit Root suddenly emerged, its killing intent stronger than ever. Raising its right hand and twisting it again, it gathered the surrounding Spirit Qi once more, causing the Spirit Qi to charge toward Wang Baole like a tidal wave.

Wang Baole's breathing quickened as he stumbled to retreat. His eyes, however, were focused on everything before him.

The Spirit Root had already performed the same trick thrice. The first time, Wang Baole had been surprised; the second time, he had managed to get some clues about it.

The third time, Wang Baole kept his eyes open, but he still could not completely understand the Spirit Root's technique. However, he did gain some understanding about the process due to his sharp sensitivity toward Spirit Qi!

Creating a storm and boosting it directly on its epicenter causes this invisible Spirit Qi to break down and collapse. The technique of creating tides… is like treating the Spirit Qi as the seawater!

After realizing how everything worked by paying attention to the Spirit Root's speed, Wang Baole's heart trembled with excitement.

Its speed is also related to its influence on the Spirit Qi!

Wang Baole's mind gained clarity, and that immediately lifted his mood. He was fueled by passion—the way that the Spirit Root manipulated Spirit Qi seemed to have opened a door for Wang Baole, allowing him to gain further insight into combat.

Though he had arrived at this conclusion, it was still difficult for him to deduce the techniques that the Spirit Root was using. However, to Wang Baole, the technique was not as important as his realization.

Even though he might not be able to completely replicate it, he could try to mirror it using some other method!

As the nine-inch Spirit Root charged toward him, Wang Baole's gaze shimmered. The devouring seed within him powered his right hand, causing it to behave like a black hole that was about to explode. Like an invisible ocean, the surrounding Spirit Qi was sucked toward him, directly at his right hand.

Wang Baole roared loudly as the Spirit Qi poured in. He raised his right hand and slammed it upward!

With that move, the Spirit Qi that he had gathered was also thrown out, forming a Spirit Qi wall, blocking the nine-inch Spirit Root that was charging toward Wang Baole.

With a loud bang, the nine-inch Spirit Root's punch was blocked, landing hard on the Spirit Qi wall. As it recoiled, its body was forced backward. Wang Baole had wanted to chase after it, but its speed was too fast, and the distance between them widened to hundreds of feet.

Seeing that, Wang Baole stopped in his tracks. He was agitated—this battle meant a lot to him.

So, Ancient Martial Arts could be practiced this way!

My devouring seed can only absorb. If I want to release it, I have to depend on my Dharmic artifacts. To a certain degree, I've matched the technique that the nine-inch Spirit Root used just now!

In his excitement, the nine-inch Spirit Root turned, wanting to charge at Wang Baole again. However, Wang Baole immediately raised his right hand, pressing the space in front of him to block it, while retracting his Golden Body.

"Stop! Let me digest everything before we continue, alright?"

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Chapter 107: You Despise Me?

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When Wang Baole retracted his Golden Body and raised his right hand, the nine-inch Spirit Root immediately stopped in its tracks, its cold, icy aura nowhere to be seen. It no longer cared about Wang Baole and turned around, floating low in the sky, as it made its way toward the mountain range a distance away.

Wang Baole suddenly grew anxious, looking at the Spirit Root going away.

Hmm… if it's leaving, where am I supposed to find it later on?

As he thought hard about how to trap it, he saw the nine-inch Spirit Root's figure directly passing through the hill before it and emerging from the other end into the firmament.

The scene flabbergasted Wang Baole. Laughing bitterly, he gave up the thought of trapping the Spirit Root. He sat down with his legs crossed and took out a Rainbow Spirit Stone to begin inscribing on it.

As for breaking through the Ancient Martial realm, Wang Baole was no longer concerned. He felt that he should attempt to see if he could defeat the nine-inch Spirit Root and absorb it.

Come to think of it, the nine-inch Spirit Root is so strong. How did people try to absorb it previously and realize that it could not be transformed into a Spirit Root?

After thinking about it, Wang Baole came up with some guesses. He thought about how one could stay for a moment after attaining the True Breath realm and suppress the nine-inch Spirit Root as a True Breath cultivator before absorbing it. Even if one True Breath cultivator was unable to fight it, so long as appropriate planning was made and a few True Breath cultivators gathered, it would not be impossible to fight the nine-inch Spirit Root.

If that's the case, the four major Dao Colleges should have battled with this nine-inch Spirit Root previously and gained an understanding of its combat techniques. However, why was it that I've never heard anything about it?

That thought flashed across his mind, and he took a deep breath. He did not think much about other matters and instead focused all his effort on the structure of his inscriptions.

I can use the devouring seed for absorption, but to release it, I will have to rely on the inscriptions.

Wang Baole's eyes shimmered as he gained greater understanding and began inscribing.

Three days soon passed. Within the Spirit Breath Village, those who had attained the seven-inch Spirit Root grew in numbers, and the area covered in the search for eight-inch Spirit Roots spread even more.

Wang Baole stood within the valley with his hair in a mess. He was looking at the glove on his right hand with excitement.

This is it! This glove is enhanced with many more Rainbow Spirit Stones as Spirit Kernels, and its inscriptions were also adjusted!

Wang Baole suppressed his excitement, and the devouring seed within his body started to be released. Instantly, a suction force rushed at a high-speed in all directions into the glove on his right hand. Before it could be integrated into his palm, Wang Baole roared, raising his right hand and gripping it into a fist, hurling it into the space before him!

As the punch landed, the glove immediately gave off a black glow. A breathtaking impact instantly erupted from within it, striking the invisible cloud of gathered Spirit Qi, transforming it into a whirlwind similar to what the nine-inch Spirit Root had managed to form!

As the noise reverberated, the space before Wang Baole was warped, and cracks appeared on the ground. The entire landscape was immensely frightening.

"Success!" Wang Baole laughed heartily toward the sky in his exhilaration.

The most major improvement to the glove was to boost the power of the hurricane that formed within it and transform it into an impactful force that would collide with the Spirit Qi that had been gathered.

The stronger Wang Baole's force and the faster his speed, the more the glove could boost it to release a greater impact. This way, the force produced after colliding with the Spirit Qi would increase drastically!

However, there were also disadvantages. The glove had to withstand an immense force that was supposed to be absorbed by Wang Baole's fist and was therefore particularly susceptible to falling apart. Regardless, Wang Baole had already considered it and used inscriptions to withstand the pressure and spread it outward. In the process, it also helped to boost the power of the glove to a certain extent.

Even though there were limitations, at the current stage, the glove could be considered very powerful!

That's why the realization is the most crucial part of everything!

Wang Baole laughed loud and proud.

I have to look for the nine-inch Spirit Root and battle it again!

Although he wanted to set off on his search, after thinking about it, he sat down with his legs crossed, unleashing his Golden Body and spreading the Blood Qi outward.

Let's try to see if this can lure it in first. If it doesn't succeed, then I'll search for it.Wang Baole prayed, waiting.

The wait extended into an hour, and seeing how the Spirit Root did not appear, Wang Baole sighed. He was just about to give up when his pupils suddenly constricted as he noticed that a faint figure had appeared in the sky, charging toward him.

The surrounding Spirit Qi was also being influenced, transforming into an invisible storm that as it neared him, created a strong pressure that descended upon him.

I managed to lure it here! Wang Baole was surprised. The moment the nine-inch Spirit Root arrived, the devouring seed within him erupted. Immediately, the surrounding Spirit Qi was drawn along. As the Spirit Qi neared Wang Baole's gloved right hand, a black glow was released from it, and Wang Baole punched.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, under the suction force and impact, the energy of the Spirit Qi tide that the nine-inch Spirit Root had showcased previously was replicated by Wang Baole!

The noise was deafening. The approaching Spirit Root shook vigorously and was forced hundreds of feet back. As it landed on the ground without moving, Wang Baole laughed loudly and leaped into the air. He no longer waited passively but instead attacked first, charging at the nine-inch Spirit Root.

As he neared, the nine-inch Spirit Root suddenly raised its right leg and stepped hard on the ground. The ground shook, but its body did not shoot forward using the resulting force. Instead, it remained where it was, and a strong wave erupted through the vibration that was previously created, with the Spirit Root as the epicenter.

The wave spread and influenced the surrounding Spirit Qi. It was not clear how it happened, but riding on the force of the Spirit Qi, the vibration spread out in midair. Similar to theory of conductivity, it spread in all directions, causing all the rocks to break apart and the trees to splinter.

Wang Baole's body vibrated vigorously, and all his internal organs were in great pain. Though he faced some of the impact, he had prepared for it previously. He roared loudly, his gloved right hand clenched into a fist and agitated the glove Dharmic artifact immediately, activating the inscriptions to that he had carved previously. In the explosion, coupled with the devouring seed within his body, a strong punch landed on the ground.

The moment the punch landed, the ground shook. It was not loud, but continuous rumbling spread in the surrounding sky, as if waves of Spirit Qi had collided with each other.

Haha, I've learned another trick. This should be how people at the Ancient Martial Arts fight!

I may not have your skills, but I have Dharmic artifacts!

Wang Baole raised his head, his eyes filled with intense fighting will, which was stronger than ever. He immediately rushed out, approaching the nine-inch Spirit Root, and battled it head on!

Loud booming sounds spread out continuously. Wang Baole and the nine-inch Spirit Root exchanged hundreds of punches, each of them influencing the surrounding Spirit Qi. Not only were they physically withstanding it, they were attacking each other by manipulating the Spirit Qi.

Wang Baole grew more confident as he fought, and his manipulation of the Spirit Qi became more honed the more he practiced it.

There was no one around. If others had witnessed the scene, they would definitely have been shocked frozen. It was unbelievable that this was a battle based on Ancient Martial Arts, for those who were there would think that it was a battle between True Breath experts!

As the battle drew on, the nine-inch Spirit Root slowly retreated, and its figure became murky. Even though Wang Baole was beginning to feel fatigued, he was in extremely high spirits. Not only did he achieve a breakthrough in his combat techniques, which boosted his combat capabilities, he was also encouraged by his desire for the nine-inch Spirit Root.

Regardless of whether he could absorb it or not, he would feel indignant if he did not even try. That was especially so as Wang Baole felt that since his Golden Body had formed such a strong attractive force toward the nine-inch Spirit Root, it could mean that he could absorb it!

In his anticipation and excitement, Wang Baole roared loudly and charged once again. Slowly, fissures appeared on the nine-inch Spirit Root's body, which started to spread and grow deeper. In the end, as the Blood Qi from Wang Baole's body began to spread, the golden glow erupted from his body. With a punch, the nine-inch Spirit Root vibrated strongly and disintegrated.

It was no longer a green fog but a silver one!

The silver fog was obviously different from the rest. Not only was it thicker, it carried a sense of spirituality. Once it appeared, Wang Baole absorbed it. It rushed into his body immediately, gathering at the position on his dantian, where the eight-inch Spirit Root used to be.

Wang Baole was nervous. The cloud of silver fog gathered in the place of the eight-inch Spirit Root but was not exchanging with it. It was as if it despised him. After circling around several times, it no longer bothered about him and spread out from his body.

This very scene threw Wang Baole off, and he stared hard.

"Damn it! I wasn't bothered by the fact that you're second-hand, and you still despise me?"

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Chapter 108: The Nine-Inch Spirit Root!

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Just as Wang Baole grew furious, the silver fog rapidly floated away, leaving his dantian, appearing as if Wang Baole's Physical Seal or Pulse Enrichment did not exist. Like a dragon, it passed his body directly, half of it appearing out of body.

Normally, an expert who had attained their Physical Seal could completely seal any aperture in their body, making it difficult for the Qi to spread outward. Those at the peak of Pulse Enrichment could even transform their body into a steel wall, locking everything in completely.

However, even so, it was difficult to retain the nine-inch Spirit Root's silver fog. In reality, in the previous cases, those who had failed at absorbing the nine-inch Spirit Root had failed at this very stage.

The nine-inch Spirit Root silver fog could disregard the physical body. Therefore, no matter how one tried to trap it, it could still pass right through!

Seeing the silver fog leaving before his eyes so simply, Wang Baole grew anxious.

"Come back!" Wang Baole growled with a low voice. The devouring seed within his body suddenly erupted, unleashing incredible absorption forces that captured the spreading silver fog, quickly sucking at it once again.

"Replace yourselves quickly and become my Spirit Root!" Wang Baole stared intently while roaring.

The silver fog that was reabsorbed circled within Wang Baole's body and gathered once again at the eight-inch Spirit Root. Like before, it was obvious that it despised Wang Baole. It began to spread after a few rounds and intended to leave again.

There was no way that Wang Baole would allow that. He did not want to resign to fate and unleashed the suction force through his devouring seed to absorb the silver fog once again.

"I'll never let you leave, not in this lifetime! Once you've entered the doors of your Grandpa Wang, you'll have to resign to fate!" Wang Baole exclaimed as he proudly patted his tummy.

However, just as he spoke, the silver fog seemed to become irritated. It no longer gathered into a dragon but instead began spreading out. It transformed into a large amount of mist and tried to squirm out from every part of Wang Baole's body.

"Trying to play a game with me?" Wang Baole stared with rounded eyes. He gritted his teeth and tried to affect the situation. A golden glow shimmered from his body, as if the surface of his body was reinforced with another layer of seals, shutting out every part of his body.

The spreading silver fog immediately collided with Wang Baole's Golden Body. A low hum spread from within Wang Baole's body. The silver fog was blocked once again and could not break through Wang Baole's Golden Body!

Seeing that, Wang Baole immediately laughed in excitement.

"I've tried so hard to get you in my hands, and you want to run away? No way! Today, you have to give in, regardless of whether you want to or not!" Wang Baole slapped his tummy hard. He was excited, but gradually, he felt that something was amiss with his attitude toward the silver fog, and his tone…

Why does it feel like I'm forcing a woman into prostitution… That's not right, my thinking is wrong. What I'm doing is making it obey, to get it back on the right path!Wang Baole felt comforted by his thinking and even found himself somewhat heroic.

Therefore, he sustained his Golden Body lockout, twirling the suction force released by the devouring seed around. This resulted not only in trapping the silver fog within Wang Baole's body but also putting it under the control of the suction force as it circled around the eight-inch Spirit Root.

Every time that it tried to avoid it, Wang Baole would strengthen the suction force on the Spirit Root, pressing it hard and forcing it to obey!

However, this silver fog was stubborn. Even though it was under so much pressure by Wang Baole, it still resisted the exchange. It flowed continuously, not wanting to obey.

Seeing how resistant and stubborn it was, Wang Baole grew increasingly furious.

"Great, you have guts, Spirit Root. However, do you think that I have no means of reining you in?" Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, a look of determination appearing. He turned abruptly and charged toward the cave. After using the broken rocks to seal the cave entrance, he sat inside with crossed legs and took a deep breath.

"I will not exchange it any more. Instead, I'll just connect you directly!" Wang Baole hummed, retracting all his Blood Qi. Even the golden glow of his body was gradually retracted.

This method was akin to compressing one's Blood Qi, and in the process, it worked like a seal. Very quickly, Wang Baole's body no longer gave off a golden glow. If one looked closely, one could see that beneath his skin, the golden glow was being tuned down slowly.

With the compression, the golden glow given off by his Blood Qi retracted continuously with the Spirit Root as the focus. It grew smaller and eventually gathered around the Spirit Root.

Like a membranous layer, it bundled the silver fog with the ends of the eight-inch Spirit Root tightly together!

This compression seal was extremely strong, and with the golden glow restraining the silver fog, the silver fog was unable to spread out and was forcefully attached, unable to flow at all.

It was tightly pressed, and the only way it could flow was to connect with the eight-inch Spirit Root.

That was a method that Wang Baole purposefully kept for the end. With the surroundings compressing it, the only choice available to the silver fog was to bind with the eight-inch Spirit Root and combine with it!

At this juncture, Wang Baole did not stop. Rather, he continued compressing it, focusing on the silver fog. As the seal retracted, the silver fog was continuously pressured, and a faint cracking sound emerged.

"Even if you don't combine, I'll never let you out, even if I have to break you to pieces!" Wang Baole gave it his all, and with a low growl, he increased the compression force.

If it was anyone, they would not have been able to achieve this state. However, Wang Baole possessed the Golden Body and could control his Blood Qi and Golden Body to form a seal, making him different from the rest.

Eventually, the silver fog appeared to be pressured with no way out. After trying to rebel for a short moment, it very unwillingly began integrating with Wang Baole's eight-inch Spirit Root.

Seeing how the silver fog has given in, Wang Baole was especially delighted and agitated. At the same time, he heaved a sigh of relief as perspiration flowed down his forehead. In reality, it was risky of him to have adopted such a method. He was prepared to take the necessary actions if this method failed.

With everything going smoothly, Wang Baole thought about how he had managed to capture the nine-inch Spirit Root and make it submit, something that no one had done previously. He was delighted, and his body trembled excitedly as well.

Nine inches! I'm about to attain the nine-inch Spirit Root which no one has before!

I, Wang Baole, am definitely extraordinary, hah! Even the nine-inch Spirit Root wants to follow after me. I understand your choice, nine-inch. You're great, keep it up!

As Wang Baole immersed himself in joy, he felt that he was a step closer to becoming the President of the Federation. Anticipation flowed from his eyes as the silver fog integrated with the eight-inch Spirit Root. At this moment, the eight-inch Spirit Root seemed to have received nourishment and started to grow slowly!

Eight-point-one inch, eight-point-two inch, eight-point-three inch…

After the silver fog had completely integrated with Wang Baole's Spirit Root, the original eight-inch Spirit Root had actually grown to a length of nine inches!

Wang Baole laughed hysterically, and quickly meditated with his legs crossed. A look of anticipation appeared in his eyes as he wanted to use the nine-inch Spirit Root as a foundation to break through the Ancient Martial realm and step into the True Breath realm!

It was not difficult to break through. One just had to plant the Spirit Root within one's dantian and let its roots spread through one's entire body into their meridians, replacing it to form spirit meridians. This way, the speed of absorbing Spirit Qi would be significantly faster than before. Most importantly, one could use the fully integrated spirit meridians to manipulate the structure of the Spirit Qi to produce spells!

The combination of the spreading Spirit Root and the meridians were equivalent to one's qualification to produce spells!

This way, one could succeed in becoming a True Breath cultivator!

As for the one- to eight-inch Spirit Roots, their length determined the degree to which the Spirit Root could replace all the meridians as it spread throughout the body.

The one-inch Spirit Root could transform ten percent of all the meridians in the body into spirit meridians!

The eight-inch Spirit Root could transform eighty percent of all meridians into the spirit meridians!

And so on!

"Ninety percent spirit meridians!" Wang Baole was energized as his unleashed his full capability to begin the process of break through!

However, at this moment in the vast sky at the very center of the Spirit Breath Village, the mountain peak formed by the biggest piece of fragment that fell from the cosmos shook suddenly!

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Chapter 109: The Ancient Lamp's Killing Intent!

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The area where the mountain was located was in a restricted zone within the Spirit Breath Village. Even if an Ancient Martial Artist neared it, they would not be able to take even half a step into it. If the area was forcefully entered, one would definitely be killed by the magnetic field in the area.

Only those who had reached the True Breath realm could stay for a short while and barge into the space. However, since no one had managed to achieve a breakthrough, no one had entered the space since it was opened!

There were, however, still some students around the mountain peak. As they looked at it from afar, they appeared as though they were paying homage to it.

The tremble of the mountain immediately filled the students with shock. Before they could respond, the mountain vibrated more strongly, and numerous runes appeared on it, shimmering continuously!

As it shimmered, rays of light emerged from within the mountain, forming a sea of light that spread outward into the skies in all directions. Looking at it a distance away, the light rays were endless, captivating everyone as they lit up the heavens and earth.

Students from the four major Dao Colleges within the Spirit Breath Village saw the glow that spread out in the sky no matter how far they were from the mountain. Their expressions changed, and they all felt incredulous.

"What happened?"

"What's going on? Could it be that someone barged in?"

The glow was extremely strong. Even outside the Spirit Breath Village, the Chancellors from the four major Dao Colleges and the cultivators who were standing at the aerial port were all taken aback as they saw the light rays emerging from within the Spirit Breath Village.

"What's going on?"

"This situation has never occurred before!"

The Chancellors from the four major Dao College looked unsettled. They rose immediately and focused their attention on it. Even they were unsure why something like this would happen, and worries began developing in their hearts at the same time. Every student within the Spirit Breath Village were elites from the various Dao Colleges, each having the potential to be the pride and joy of their Dao Colleges. If they were harmed in anyway, that would be a significant loss to the Dao Colleges.

If the harm was on someone that the various Dao Colleges had pinned their hopes on, the losses would be too much to bear.

Therefore, after the Chancellors from the four major Dao Colleges took a closer look, they immediately retrieved the jade slips and contacted the Upper Academy of their respective colleges, making preparations for rescue operations should the need arise!

As the people outside the Spirit Breath Village grew nervous, the students within the village also grew uneasy as they took deep breaths, questions and doubts arising within their minds.

Some students immediately gave up on their search for the Spirit Roots, deciding to leave after breaking through to the True Breath realm. However, those who tended to do so had only attained Spirit Roots that were less than five-inch. For those that have reached the six- or seven-inch stage, they persevered and did not attempt the break through, despite sensing that a change was happening.

"I must find the eight-inch Spirit Root and break through in that state!"

Different people had different choices. At this moment, deep within the mountain formed by the fragment from outer space, in the depths that no one has reached through all the times it was open, existed a large area of barren land.

In this barren land, uncountable statues and innumerable skeletons dressed in clothing from the olden days were abound. All the statues were similar, with three heads. Their facial expressions were different, with some laughing mockingly, some furious, and some crying. They were over twenty feet tall, like a combat soldier.

Their black bodies contrasted significantly from the style of the surrounding tattered architecture.

Almost all the statues were broken to certain degrees. Looking at the way that the skeletons were arranged, it appeared that when these people were alive, they had a life-and-death battle with the statues, and everyone perished in the end.

Only the statue at the extreme side could be considered complete. However, a long spear pierced right through the center of its glabella, with half of it hanging out!

On the right hand of the statue hung an old oil lamp that had already been extinguished. At this moment, a small flame appeared due to some unknown reason on this originally extinguished lamp!

The flame was extremely weak and could be extinguished easily. As it shimmered, a purple figure seemed to appear faintly within it.

The moment the figure appeared, an expressionless and lifeless sound reverberated from this almost complete statue that lay in the ruins.

"Discovered… extremist… kill… swallow!"

Though low and soft, the voice spoke in short phrases, as if there were incurable injuries or weaknesses that had existed for too long. It spread out, and the purple figure that formed from the small flame in the lamp hanging on the statue's hand suddenly opened its eyes and stepped out of the flame!

The moment that it emerged, a purple glow shimmered from its entire body. It was the figure of a male, and he was expressionless with his long hair flowing lightly. Dressed in purple armor, a blinding purple glow emanated from every part of his body.

Very quickly, the purple armor on his body broke apart and rotted. The purple glow also faded quickly. Even his body lost support and swiftly disintegrated. In the end, all that remained was a faint purple glow.

That purple glow flickered as if it was about to disappear.

Everything that had happened previously was like an imaginary glory of the past. Now, it had rotted and weakened beyond redemption like the flame.

However, in the end, when ninety-nine percent of the purple glow had dissipated, the remaining faint purple glow seemed to stabilize, and it rushed forward suddenly, as if it wanted to escape and integrate into nothingness.

Just as it was about to leave, the mountain formed by the space debris glowed and lit up an even wider area. The runes surpassed their previous movements, suddenly forming a suppressive force!

The purple glow that wanted to escape began to flicker, as if an invisible force wanted to eliminate it. Its glow was significantly dampened, but with a final push, it managed to break free from the suppressive force, integrating and disappearing into nothingness.

When it reappeared, it was in the skies above the Spirit Breath Village. It was unstable even after rushing out of the mountain formed by the fragment. The glow from the mountain continued endlessly, and symbols shimmered without stopping. The suppressive force remained, coming in from all directions and compressing it again, not wanting to give up without wiping the purple glow out!

As it resisted the suppressive force that was trying to dissipate it, it grew dimmer, but the purple glow's speed did not decrease one bit. After it decided on a direction to advance in, it charged toward it with lightning speed!

It was heading right toward the mountain where Wang Baole was mediating!

"Discovered… extremist… kill… swallow!"

Instantly, the purple glow appeared in the mountainous area that it had decided on. Without stopping, it charged with immense energy toward it!

At that moment, Wang Baole was sitting in the cave in the mountain. The Spirit Root in his body was no longer green but silver, having integrated with the nine-inch Spirit Root.

It had grown numerous roots, wrapping around the devouring seed and spreading throughout his body, integrating with each and every meridian. The process was not painful. In fact, it had been comfortable to the heart and mind, like a rapid evolution. It was a joy towards the transformation of his body!

Sensing the spread of the Spirit Root within his body, with the transformation of the meridians growing from ten to seventy percent, Wang Baole was excited. He clearly felt that his sensitivity toward Spirit Qi was also heightened swiftly.

Wang Baole's experience was like equating the Spirit Qi to the cold air in winter. Previously, he had been dressed in clothes, and though he could feel the coldness, it was still lacking. Now, however, it was like all his clothing had been removed, and his experience and sensitivity to the cold air as he stood in the freezing winds were completely different.

This metaphor seems appropriate.

Though he was in the process of breaking through, Wang Baole was still conscious. Now, he noticed that the Spirit Root had already spread and integrated with eighty percent of his meridians. As it progressed to ninety percent, he felt even more joyful.

Once I've completed the breakthrough, I'll go take a look at the mountain formed by the fragment. The Chancellor has treated me well, and so has the Dao College. If I can bring more materials out for them, I'll try my best.

Wang Baole was excited and filled with anticipation, realizing that he was about to break through.

But at that moment…

Something unexpected occurred!

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Chapter 110: The Devouring Seed Erupts!

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An indescribable sense of crisis descended like the crashing ocean, exploding within Wang Baole's heart and mind! It was as if the doors of death had opened right before him, with the hand of a guard from hell reaching out, attempting to extinguish his flame of life!

What's going on?

Even before he could open his eyes, Wang Baole's mind buzzed with activity. It felt like a hurricane that was capable of wrecking the heavens and earth was approaching, wanting not only to tear apart his body but also to destroy his soul!

Faintly, he seemed to have heard a cold voice reverberating by his ears.

"Discovered… extremist… kill… swallow!"

The crisis had arrived too suddenly, and the voice was unclear. Wang Baole did not even have time to react before a deafening shockwave exploded all around him!

As the sound reverberated, the mountain in which Wang Baole was meditating instantly collapsed, the debris and rocks thrown in all directions. All the organs in his body were in great pain due to the impact of the rocks, and he felt like he was being crushed by the crashing waves and towering mountains. Fresh blood spewed uncontrollably, and his body was like a kite whose string had been severed, tumbling vigorously all around.

Fresh blood ceaselessly spurted out from his mouth, and every part of his body was in extreme pain. Everything that had happened was confusing to Wang Baole, who was being thrown into the air. Now, as his mind buzzed, he forced his eyes open but could not see what was happening around him. All he could see was a purple glow that had overtaken his entire visual field, enveloping him within.

What followed was a never-before sense of extreme pain!

"Ahhh!" Wang Baole let out a pitiful, shrill cry. The pain was indescribably intense, as if every inch of his flesh was being crushed into powder. Similar to it being corroded by acid, the pain radiated quickly from within his body.

The extreme pain drove Wang Baole to the brink of craziness. Looking from afar, his body was in midair, surrounded by a purple glow that looked like a big mouth, preparing to devour him. Wang Baole's body was withering, and the entire process could be seen with the naked eye!

It seemed like his life was coming to an end at this moment. However, just at this instant, the mysterious black substance that was integrated into his Golden Body suddenly appeared, attempting to prevent the purple glow from devouring him, causing the purple glow to be obstructed.

At the same time, the runes on the fragment mountain were giving off a sea of light that was on a larger scale than before. As the light shone strongly, it formed a suppressive force that was growing exponentially in strength.

All forms of resistance finally injected a moment of clarity within Wang Baole's confused mind. He did not know who wanted him dead, nor did he know why he had ended up in this state, but he knew that he did not want to die!

"You want to swallow me? I'll swallow you instead!" Wang Baole struggled, howling in pain while withstanding the waves of pain that seemed to drown him like an ocean to release the devouring seed within his body. He was like a black hole, sucking in the surrounding purple glow.

This moment exemplified his ruthless character. He was vicious toward his enemies, but even crueler toward himself. He realized that he could not escape from the purple glow, so he did not care any further. The only thought in his mind was to swallow the purple glow!

Didn't you want to swallow me? Then I'll swallow you first; I'll never give in!

In the blink of an eye, the purple glow that surrounded his body began to flicker. If it had been at its brightest state, it could have swallowed Wang Baole in an instant. However, it was at its weakest point, and coupled with the suppressive force it had encountered as it rushed out of the fragment mountain and the repeated compression it had faced in its journey, it had become significantly less powerful.

As it attempted to swallow Wang Baole, the mysterious black substance within Wang Baole's body also had an effect on it. Wang Baole's devouring seed was apparently one of its kind!

Everything caused the purple glow to warp under the suction force from Wang Baole's devouring seed. Bit by bit, little by little, the glow was gradually sucked into Wang Baole's body!

From afar, Wang Baole's facial expression was ruthless. The purple glow surrounding his body had weakened into individual light rays, similar to purple filaments. Part of it was within Wang Baole's body, and part of it was outside. As it warped and struggled, it appeared as if numerous purple hairs were growing out of Wang Baole's body!

It was like some supernatural being!

It was incredibly shocking, and as the purple glow warped into numerous purple rays and struggled to break free from Wang Baole's devouring seed, Wang Baole seemed to become savage in this life-and death crisis. His face was contorted into a look of ruthlessness and craziness. He knew that once the purple glow escaped, it would definitely return to swallow him again, and that meant that he could not allow himself to be distracted during this crucial life-or-death battle.

"Trying to escape? With me around, don't think about coming and going as and when you please! Enter!" Wang Baole howled, exerting all his effort to manipulate the devouring seed within his body so that it could release an even stronger suction force.

The suction force was so strong that even the silver nine-inch Spirit Root within Wang Baole's body started to vibrate and destabilize. Wang Baole had managed to complete more than half of his Ancient Martial Arts breakthrough, but he had not completely stepped into the True Breath state. Therefore, the Spirit Root had not been entirely integrated with Wang Baole's flesh and blood. To the devouring seed, the nine-inch Spirit Root was considered a foreign body, unlike Wang Baole's flesh.

Realizing that his Spirit Root was destabilizing, Wang Baole grew anxious. However, as he reflexively decreased the suction force of the devouring seed, the purple glow sensed an opportunity and suddenly powered up, trying to break free.

"I'll risk it!" Seeing what was happening, Wang Baole roared as he disregarded the Spirit Root and increased the devouring seed's suction force, maintaining it at the highest level. Very quickly, the purple glow was absorbed into his body bit by bit once again. His Spirit Root was also driven closer toward the devouring seed within his body.

It was directly integrated into Wang Baole's devouring seed!

Noticing his Spirit Root gradually being integrated into the devouring seed, Wang Baole was upset and angry, becoming even more savage. Finally, after a while, his Spirit Root was completely integrated into the devouring seed. The purple glow outside his body was eventually completely sucked into his body, right into the devouring seed!

The moment that the purple glow was being sucked into the devouring seed, it was like two black holes with absorbing capabilities were stacked together. A deafening roar, seemingly capable of breaking the heaven and earth, immediately erupted from Wang Baole's body like a hurricane!

It swept in all directions, swallowing Wang Baole's body right inside it!

As the loud boom reverberated, Wang Baole's body vibrated vigorously as fresh blood spurted out from his mouth. His body seemed to have lost all strength as it fell right from the air with a bang, landing heavily on the floor. Without any means to defend himself, he fainted.

Even though he was unconscious, the hurricane within his body remained unabated and became even more savage. The devouring seed and purple glow were fighting each other head on. It was a battle of life-and-death between two different devouring forces within Wang Baole's body!

The purple glow's struggle and its absorption caused Wang Baole to visibly wither and appear emaciated. At the same time, the swallowing of the purple glow by the devouring seed helped to recover Wang Baole's body to its original state.

Just like that, the battle between the two side reached the climax, tearing apart Wang Baole's meridians. In the end, the purple glow was defeated, no longer retaliating as it gradually weakened. The devouring seed grabbed onto the opportunity, integrating with it directly!

With this integration, Wang Baole's trembling body gradually calmed down. However, his spirits were weakened, and his flame of life seemed as if it would go out at any moment.

However, as the devouring seed within his body integrated with the purple glow, a purple root appeared outside the devouring seed. At one glance, it looked similar to the Spirit Root, but if one were to examine it closely, one would realize that it appeared more like the purple ray that the devouring seed had swallowed!

The purple ray-like roots spread out within Wang Baole's body with the devouring seed as its center. As it entered his torn meridians, it healed them and combined with them, seemingly replacing the Spirit Root, forming an unusual and never-before-seen mutated spirit meridians!

Ten percent, twenty percent…

The speed at which it was spreading and healing grew ever faster. Within the blink of an eye, a quarter of the process was completed, creeping toward thirty percent!

Wang Baole's spirit rapidly recovered as the purple glow Spirit Root healed and spread. As thirty percent of the meridians in his body combined with the purple glow Spirit Root, his spirit had already recuperated to the peak state before he was attacked!

Before he was attacked by the purple glow, Wang Baole was already extremely strong. Coupled with the eighty percent integration of his meridians, his spirit had been extremely strong.

However, right now, the purple glow Spirit Root had only spread a third of the way but could already allow Wang Baole to return to his previous peak state. From this, it was clear that the purple glow Spirit Root was unbelievable strong!

Without stopping, it continued to spread, and as Wang Baole's aura grew in strength, the integration of his meridians increased from thirty to forty to fifty percent…

It eventually reached… ninety percent!

Even though he was still unconscious, the suppressive force that emanated from his body was extremely terrifying. However, it had not ended yet—the spread was still ongoing!

After the time of a few breaths, the purple glow Spirit Root had already spread entirely throughout Wang Baole's body, causing all his meridians to be transformed into spirit meridians. Even those minor, inaccessible meridians had been influenced. It appeared that more than a hundred percent had been achieved, reaching the extremes of what was humanly possible.

After all that, the devouring seed finally eased up, forming a whirling black hole that replaced Wang Baole's dantian as it quieted down.

It was quiet everywhere, and the suppressive force formed by the sea of light disappeared. The sky was dark, and Wang Baole lay there, slowly opening his eyes as he came to.

The moment that he opened his eyes, a faint purple glow flashed through them!

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Chapter 111: Changing at Will!

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The flashing of the purple glow relayed a weird sense of evilness, but that quickly disappeared. Everything returned to normal, and Wang Baole, who had just woken up, was still in a daze. Without a mirror, he had not seen the change in his eyes.

However, very quickly, his breathing quickened. He lowered his head forcefully to inspect his own body, and upon realizing that everything was intact, he immediately stood up to take a few steps to make sure that there was nothing different, apart from being more agile, before heaving a sigh of relief.

It's great that everything is fine, Wang Baole thought as he looked around. He had originally been in a valley surrounded by mountains, but the mountains had been completely ruined, and all that remained were rock debris scattered across the area. The mountain peak not far away from his cave had also been flattened.

What on earth was attacking me just now?

Everything that happened gave Wang Baole a huge headache, especially as he grew increasingly conscious. The memories of what had occurred resurfaced in his minds, and his facial expression turned awful.

His last memory was of himself sucking the purple glow into the devouring seed, causing his body to vibrate, as he gradually lost consciousness. His face changed thinking about that moment. He widened his eyes in shock when he suddenly realized that, within his body, the Spirit Root no longer existed, and his dantian had been replaced by the devouring seed black hole.

"Gosh, where's my Spirit Root? My nine-inch Spirit Root is gone!" Wang Baole cried out pitifully as he remembered that the Spirit Root had been swallowed by the devouring seed during his battle with the purple glow.

Wang Baole felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was extremely agitated, wanting to cry but unable to do so.

"The nine-inch Spirit Root that I spent so much effort in obtaining!" Wang Baole was angry and indignant. He immediately checked his body thoroughly, and as he did, he suddenly froze, his breathing quickening.

"That's not right…" Wang Baole sat down quickly and took a deep breath before rechecked the bodily changes that he had felt. Gradually, his gaze fell blank as he sat there dazedly.

"What's going on…"

He noticed that even though there were no Spirit Roots in his body, all his meridians had already transformed into spirit meridians that he had felt when he was breaking through previously!

However, there were also differences. For one, the spirit meridians that he possessed now was purple and giving off a peculiar vibe that Wang Baole could not put his finger on.

This made Wang Baole confused. After a few moments, he tried to activate his cultivation to absorb the surrounding Spirit Qi. However, once he tried to do so, the surrounding Spirit Qi from all directions began spinning with him and doing so at speeds faster and sharper than usual, gathering all at once and surging into Wang Baole's spirit meridians.

What made Wang Baole even more shocked was that even though the Spirit Qi rushed into his body when he previously used the devouring seed to absorb it, it had leaked out continuously. That was why the Qi Fostering Art had arisen, where the Spirit Qi was gathered in one's hands to develop the cultivation technique of making Spirit Stones.

Drawing similarities to the Ancient Martial Arts, the Spirit Qi was a foreign object that was simply used to refine Spirit Stones. In another way, it could be seen as a way of cultivating one's body through the constant flow in and out of the physical self.

It could not be permanently stored within one's body. Wang Baole's Spirit fat was able to store the Spirit Qi temporarily to a certain extent only after the Spirit Qi had been gathered due to a large scale release of the devouring seed's suction force. After the Spirit fat had been digested, it merely strengthened Wang Baole's body. In conclusion, there was not any spirit energy that truly belonged to Wang Baole within his body.

The only spirit energy present was the Spirit Qi absorbed from the external environment when it was needed!

Even if one had reached the Pulse Enrichment realm, they could only temporarily store the Spirit Qi within their body. It was never for long, and it never belonged to their physical body.

However, right now, the surging of Spirit Qi allowed Wang Baole to immediately notice that something was different. As the Spirit Qi entered his body along his meridians, not a single bit of it leaked out. It seemed to be transformed into a Spirit thread, sinking into the black hole formed by the devouring seed after circulating within his meridians.

Wang Baole tested it and realized that if he put his mind to it, he could release the Spirit threads from the devouring seed and circulate it all over its body. With every complete circulation through his meridians, it was like a cycle that absorbed the external Spirit Qi into his body, causing him to become stronger after it integrated into his body.

This hefty process was slow, but it felt completely different from the Ancient Martial Arts. It was as if these Spirit threads completely and thoroughly belonged to him!

The Spirit threads could be transformed and controlled at one's will and thought, appearing like an inseparable part of one's body!

This made Wang Baole hold his breath in shock. After pondering for a moment, his gaze shimmered as he manipulated the Spirit threads within his body to spread out. The moment that the Spirit thread emerged from his body, a suppressive force unique to the True Breath realm rippled into Wang Baole's surroundings, forming a mini hurricane.

True Breath!

The emergence of the suppressive force hurricane immediately confirmed Wang Baole's thoughts. He was agitated as he made the realization as to why the True Breath cultivator could suppress the Ancient Martial Arts.

That was because the Spirit Qi of the True Breath belonged to the cultivator. Even if only one thread of the Spirit Qi leaked out, it could somehow integrate with the surrounding Spirit Qi, injecting a fragment of one's will in it to form a suppressive force that the Ancient Martial Arts had no means to resist.

This technique, though different in execution, was similar in theory to how the nine-inch Spirit Root could gather the Spirit Qi to form those waves. However, in terms of execution, it was obvious that the True Breath cultivator controlled the Spirit Qi from within, while the nine-inch Spirit Root guided the Spirit Qi from the outside.

In his exhilaration from feeling the True Breath suppressive force spreading, Wang Baole retrieved a flying sword from his storage bracelet, held it in his hands, and controlled the Spirit thread outside his body, directing it into the flying sword. As he waved the sword, it emitted Dharma rays that rushed forward, but under the will of Wang Baole, the flying sword immediately stopped moving.

It appeared as if an invisible thread was controlling it. Soon, the flying sword was under the control of Wang Baole, speeding up and slowing down according to his will, traveling straight or turning around according to his desire. Even though he was not very deft in his control, it felt like it was on a completely different level compared to the execution of the Ancient Martial Arts.

Before long, Wang Baole put his flying sword away and began laughing heartily and agitatedly toward the sky. He then assessed his physical strength again, and with just a slight movement, he was moving at an extreme speed. With the boost given by the Spirit thread, he was visibly much stronger compared to when his cultivation had been in the Ancient Martial Arts realm.

His strength had also increased significantly with the reinforcement given by the Spirit thread!

The present Wang Baole could be deemed as having experienced a metamorphic change, as he had improved in every aspect!

Hmm, how many inches is my Spirit Root now? All my meridians have become the spirit meridians, as if the purple glow evolved me, perhaps turning me into a ten-inch!

Wang Baole delightedly felt for the devouring seed in his dantian. As a ten-inch Spirit Root flashed across his mind, his devouring seed became blur and began morphing soon after. It was no longer a black hole but a ten-inch Spirit Root!

This caused Wang Baole to open his eyes wide. After a few moments, he blinked.

If I think about becoming ten-inch, it becomes ten-inch. What if I were to think about becoming nine-inch?

The thought had only just flashed across Wang Baole's mind, but the devouring seed instantly blurred and transformed from the ten-inch Spirit Root into the nine-inch Spirit Root!

Twenty inches? Thirty inches? A hundred inches! Wang Baole was filled with amazement and laughed heartily as the devouring seed transformed continuously.

So, it can change at will! Wang Baole was excited. After changing it several times, he was delighted as he felt that the arrival of the purple glow had given him such a huge and beneficial transformation, and he could not help but become cocky.

No matter how capable you are, in front of me, your Grandpa Wang, you'll still have to bow down in defeat! Wang Baole was in an elevated mood. After he swept away the depressing feelings that he had felt previously, he thought of the resistance toward becoming a True Breath that had been mentioned in the Dao College's jade slip.

The time I can stay here after becoming a True Breath expert is determined by the Spirit Root. I have no idea how long I was unconscious and no idea how much longer I can stay…

With this thought, Wang Baole immediately raised his head, looking into the depths of the Spirit Breath Village, in the direction of the fragment mountain.

The Dao College has treated me very well. If I can bring more materials to them, I will! Wang Baole made his decision and turned around, dashing toward the fragment mountain at top speed.

Wang Baole was the first person to attain the eight-inch Spirit Root. However, he was not the first to step into the True Breath in this opening. In reality, during his battle with the nine-inch Spirit Root, and the subsequent incident of absorbing the purple glow before falling unconscious, numerous eight-inch Spirit Roots had appeared, and all of them had been captured by people.

At the same time, among the students from the four major Dao Colleges, there were already some who had broken through the Ancient Martial Arts realm and stepped into the True Breath realm. Most of them were below five inches, which meant that they could not stay for long. However, the mission from the Dao College still had to be completed, and they all began the process of breaking through in a location close to the fragment mountain, using their utmost effort to complete their task.

This way, they could rush straight into the fragment mountain the moment they managed to break through. After they had found the materials, they could use the resistive force to bring the materials with them.

However, there were also numerous people who were above five inches that had managed to break through. Some of them were seven-inch, and some of them were not hopeful of attaining Spirit Roots of longer lengths. Therefore, they made use of the time to collect materials from the fragment mountain, which allowed them to complete their task and simultaneously generate benefits for themselves.

Therefore, as Wang Baole neared the fragment mountain, he saw a rowdy scene with over a hundred True Breath cultivators from the four major Dao Colleges who had broken through the Ancient Martial Arts realm. They were either dashing into the fragment mountain or being quickly ejected from the mountains after being enveloped by a magnetic field!

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Chapter 112: Special Treasure-Hunting Armament

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From afar, the fragment mountain looked majestic, seemingly towering over the skies!

As the largest known fragment of the ancient greenish-bronze sword currently on Earth, it had stood in its position for the past thirty-eight years, witnessing the emergence and birth of cultivation civilization on Earth. In those thirty odd years, there were also many Ancient Martial Arts elites from the four major Dao College who had obtained the rights to visit the mountain, eventually going on to become the pillars of the Federation!

It was extremely imposing. After landing in its current position all those years ago, it had swept the land, resulting in a huge hurricane covering the entire desert, which took several years to completely dissipate. Even after the hurricane had dissipated, the magnetic field still present had formed the Spirit Breath Village, which was well known among cultivators!

Resources, cultivation techniques, pills, Dharma treasures, and numerous treasures that had not been completely discovered by the four major Dao College lay deep within the fragment mountain!

Therefore, every time access to it was opened, students would try their best to enter it to complete their mission to search and explore the mountain!

As Wang Baole proceeded, he looked at the fragment mountain, feeling uncontrollably agitated as his mind and spirit drew heavily toward it. The feeling was compounded as he neared the fragment mountain, for it was too majestic!

It was several times taller in height compared to all the mountains that Wang Baole had seen in his life. He could not even take in the entire mountain before his eyes, and standing in front of it, a feeling of insignificance welled up in his heart.

Cracks of varying depths were also visible on the surface of the fragment mountain. Some had been left behind over thirty years ago, but the majority of them seemed to be from time periods even further back.

Those cracks were akin to the wrinkles on one's face, giving off a vibe of weariness due to age. Looking at them was like looking at the traces of the thousands of years that had passed.

On the surface of the mountain were innumerable shimmering runes. The shimmering rays formed a wave, and even though they were not as bright as compared to when they first emerged, they continued to spread, albeit within a limited area.

At the foot of the mountain, students from the four major Dao Colleges were entering and exiting. The points of entry were the cracks present on the fragment mountain, and among those cracks, there was a large crack that was over seventy feet long and twenty feet wide at the point closest to the ground.

That was the largest entrance, which majority of the students used to access the mountain!

One could see that many people were barging into the mountain, and even more were being ejected rapidly after being surrounded by its magnetic field.

Only a small number of those who were being ejected by the magnetic field left empty handed. The majority of them were carrying some objects, and even though they appeared to be broken fragments, the looks of excitement on the students' faces were obvious.

As part of the four major Dao Colleges' efforts to encourage their students, attractive promises were made in which students could choose to withhold a small portion of whatever they retrieved from the mountain. That was why the students were filled with gusto and excitement in their task.

At the same time, it was also because the objects retrieved from the fragment mountain were unique in that they could not be kept within a storage space. Therefore, the four major Dao Colleges did not need to worry about the students' greed. To a certain degree, everything was still fair and square, making this task a great opportunity for students from the four major Dao Colleges to obtain a chance at changing their fates.

Whether one would obtain this opportunity after becoming a True Breath expert depended on one's luck. Incidents of people obtaining treasures from the mountain were not unheard of—in fact, it had happened every single time that the mountain became accessible. The most well-known incident involved the current President of the Federation, who was previously a student from White Deer Dao College. It was said that he obtained a legendary immortal pill from the mountain many years ago!

These stories of opportunities that happened to others spread among the students, making them ever more willing to give their all to completing their mission when the mountain became accessible.

As he watched the cultivators being ejected from the mountain after being surrounded by the magnetic field, Wang Baole licked his lips and prepared to charge toward the fragment mountain's entrance. However, at that moment, a flurry of activity suddenly erupted near the entrance.

"What's that in his arms? Gosh! It's a plant, and it's still alive!"

"This chap has struck it rich!"

"The plant does not appear to be an immortal pill, but it's obvious that it's a valuable treasure of nature!"

In the commotion, a student from White Deer Dao College covered with a magnetic glow was rapidly ejected from the entrance. He was extremely agitated, and even though he had reached the True Breath realm after obtaining a mere six-inch Spirit Root, he was carrying a three-colored plant in his arms. There was even a fruit on the plant giving off a fragrance.

His appearance immediately caught the attention of everybody. Discussions and whispers rippled through the crowd, and the student from White Deer Dao College, upon realizing that he had been ejected from the fragment mountain, began laughing as he was being swayed in midair.

Having witnessed the scene before their eyes, everyone seemed even more fired up, and the speed at which they charged into the fragment mountain also appeared to multiply.

Wang Baole was similarly fired up after noticing a White Deer Dao College student leaving with the plant in his arms. In his eyes, the impression of the fragment mountain seemed to have changed into a treasure trove.

"Free for all time!" Wang Baole's eyes glowed, and he moved to charge toward the fragment mountain. Very quickly, he overtook many people and stepped into the crack. Upon entering, light rays visibly dampened, but he could still make out details of his environment after adapting to the change in brightness.

The area looked like a large cave abode, with over ten secret chambers which were opened due to their damage. The entrance used by the masses appeared to be a hole made in the wall of the secret chamber of the cave abode.

On the left was a circular path. It was wide—over a thousand feet in width. One could not see its end, and those who had entered the space did not explore the secret chambers surrounding it, instead rushing straight toward the path.

"Isn't this too empty!?" Wang Baole's swept his gaze around, looking into the secret chambers. They appeared as if they had been occupied by maggots previously, being completely emptied. There was not even a single piece of debris left on the floor.

It was apparent that the entrance has been completely ravaged by people over the numerous times that the Spirit Breath Village had become accessible over the years. If one wanted to gain something from this place, the only way was in.

Wang Baole did not hesitate one bit. His speed skyrocketed as he charged toward the passage. Along the way, Wang Baole noticed numerous rooms on both sides of the passage. They were all relatively large spaces, but they were all empty. There were also some diverging pathways, making the entire place seem like a maze.

People emerged endlessly from the area, and none of them seemed to be concerned as to whether they would lose their way within this maze.

It appears that I can only find treasures by going deeper. Wang Baole looked around but did not slow down as he continued forward. Gradually, sounds of fighting emerged from ahead. Wang Baole's eyes lit up immediately as he followed the direction of the sound to reach a huge area.

The area looked ruined. Glancing quickly at it, Wang Baole could see fallen structures and unrecognizable tools and objects on the ground. There were tens of students from the four major Dao Colleges picking up the objects as fast as they could, and some seven to eight of them were fighting with each other while screaming.

Every once in a whole, there would be people hugging the objects with joy as they were ejected from the cave due to the magnetic field. At the same time, there were also people arriving at the area after Wang Baole, picking up whatever they could see.

Is this a robbery?

Witnessing the chaos, Wang Baole blinked several times and rushed ahead. He soon found an object resembling a water pail. Even though it looked like a pail, it was huge and surrounded by rows of tiny, uniform holes. It was obvious that it would leak, but if it was not considered a pail, Wang Baole could not put a finger on its function. Hugging it in his arms, he felt that it could be used as a storage container, which was not a bad idea. He then charged toward another area.

Most people did not have time to snatch objects from each other. However, there were some who seemed to prefer snatching as they left, and Wang Baole met one such person as he was searching.

That person was from Holy River Dao College. He was wreathed with the magnetic field, and it was obvious that he was about to be ejected. However, after noticing a piece of metal the size of a fist in front of Wang Baole, his eyes lit up as he rushed forward to snatch it!

"Daring, huh?" Wang Baole stared. He hugged the water pail and exploded with extreme speed, kicking forcefully at the student from Holy River Dao College. The student roared in pain, and the objects in his arms fell all over the ground.

He immediately grew anxious. He wanted to pick them up, but as he was being surrounded by magnetic field, he was raised into the air uncontrollably. As he roared indignantly and angrily, he was unwillingly ejected.

Wang Baole sighed angrily, stepping ahead to retrieve the objects that had been left behind and storing them in the pail. He then continued searching while running, and after half an hour, Wang Baole left the ruins after searching relentlessly. After passing through three similar areas along the path, the number of people seemed to decrease as well.

The peculiar objects that he had found grew in number. He threw the majority of them into the water pail, accumulating them like a small mountain.

As he advanced, he saw a round ball from afar.

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Chapter 113: The Emerald Jade Urn

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It would not have mattered if Wang Baole himself did not notice the tumbling scene. However, as he charged forward, he passed by a metal wall lining the path that could reflect his image. Zooming ahead, his gaze swept the area, and he stopped in his tracks instantly after noticing his reflection.

I'm still as slim and slender as before, huh?

It was apparent that his idea of 'slimness' differed from others'. Looking at his reflection on the metal wall now, he was full of jubilant emotions as he turned his body around, looking at it from all directions in satisfaction

This water pail is large, making me look fatter than I am. Regardless of that, I'm still so suave.

The number of students from the four major Dao Colleges seemed to have reduced drastically in number, and toward the end, he was alone.

At this depth, there were numerous odd objects on the ground and in the surrounding rooms. Some of them were broken fly-whisks, some were broken armor, and some were also dull metal pieces…

Besides those objects, Wang Baole also saw damaged bells and copious numbers of pill bottle fragments.

Why is everything broken?

Wang Baole was mildly exasperated. Along the way, everything that he saw was in pieces. Other than the pail he was hugging, nothing else was considered complete, and objects like plants, pills, and Dharma treasures seemed to be a mere dream..

Even if they are broken, I'll take them!

Unwilling to give them up, Wang Baole felt that there could be something precious among the objects that he had yet to recognize. Therefore, he picked up a few of them and threw them into the pail before continuing forward.

A while later, when Wang Baole wanted to dash past a dimly lit fork in the road on the right of the passage, an eerie chill suddenly escaped from within the forked path. Thereafter, a black figure seemed to flash past at a fast speed.

"Who is it?" Wang Baole noticed the figure from the corner of his eyes and got a fright. He quickly took several steps back to take a closer look, but the side path was extremely quiet, and nothing seemed to have changed about it. It was as if the black figure from previously was just a figment of Wang Baole's imagination from not taking a clear look.

In his suspicion, Wang Baole was about to retrieve a puppet to take a closer look, but right at that moment, in the dark side path, a light suddenly glowed from within, and the sound of heavy breathing and commotion spread quickly.

Wang Baole grew alert, focusing his attention as he looked on. Immediately, he realized that the glow came from the magnetic field that was surrounding a person. That person was dressed in Ethereal Dao College's student robe, hugging a silver colored calabash.

"Zhuo Yifan!" Wang Baole shouted the moment he realized who was approaching him. At the same time, he noticed that the True Breath suppressive force that emanated from Zhuo Yifan, which was resisting the magnetic field, was not one from a seven-inch Spirit Root but an eight-inch one.

"Wang Baole!" The person flying past due to the resistance by the magnetic force enveloping him was indeed Zhuo Yifan. His face showed signs of regret and indignation, and he kept turning to look behind him. However, once he heard Wang Baole's voice, he immediately turned back. After seeing Wang Baole clearly, he was momentarily surprised and began shouting at him as if having thought of something.

"Wang Baole, go over there right now! Zhao Yameng found an altar inside, and it's filled with many treasures, even corpses!

"Quick! Many are snatching the treasures there!"

Zhuo Yifan could only manage to leave those words before the magnetic force dragged him past Wang Baole toward the exit before disappearing in sight.

Wang Baole's eyes widened, revealing a brilliant glow, and his breathing hastened.

Corpses…

This word exhilarated Wang Baole the most. He knew that Zhuo Yifan was definitely not referring to people from Earth, which meant that the corpses were of the cultivation civilization, individuals who had followed the ancient greenish-bronze sword to the planet!

Compared to cultivation techniques, pills, and other lifeless objects, the corpses of people from cultivation civilization held greater meaning. To the current Federation, the significance was indescribable, and one could imagine that whoever was able to bring a corpse out for the four major Dao Colleges would have done an incredible deed that could not be described by words.

As Wang Baole's mind buzzed with activity, he burst forward, rushing into the side path like a combat vehicle at top speed.

After Wang Baole left, the walls of the side path suddenly warped, and a black skull emerged from it. It looked as if a long time had passed in its rotting process, and only an empty skull remained. It looked toward the direction that Wang Baole was heading in before opening its mouth, revealing rows of sharp teeth, which were a mix of black and yellow, as well as a sticky thread connecting its upper and lower jaw.

Its gruesomeness would have sent chills down the spine of any observer.

It then turned before wriggling back into the wall. Vaguely, life seemed to be injected into the wall, with movements of flesh and blood spreading quickly from within.

No one could notice those changes. However, even though Wang Baole was moving at a high speed, he continually felt that chill that he had felt and the black figure that had flashed past were not figments of his imagination.

Therefore, he did not dare lower his guard despite charging forward.

So many people have come here before, and none of them mentioned anything about this place being dangerous, but that does not mean that I can be less alert!

With heightened alert, Wang Baole continued dashing through the fork road. A while later, he heard a loud boom and sounds of people quarreling from an area ahead.

"Zhao Yameng, Chen Mingyu, why are both of you still fighting? Zhuo Yifan has already been ejected, and the both of you are the only ones left from Ethereal Dao College!"

"Zhao Yameng, since you're the one who discovered this place, you can take the calabash along with you. However, I will not let you take the corpse away!"

"Hmm? Someone's coming!"

The instant Wang Baole heard those words, a crack appeared on the furthest wall that Wang Baole could see. It was about twenty feet wide, and a blue glow shone from within.

One could vaguely see that there were a few figures moving about and hear them battling each other. Then, one person rapidly neared the crack, as if wanting to block it.

Wang Baole's eyes flashed, and rather than slowing down, he sped up. With a loud roar, he approached the crack directly, breaking the silence in the air.

He was too fast. As he neared, he took a clear look and saw that inside the crack was a burly, large-sized man dressed in White Deer Branch College's robe. He was carrying a big shield almost the height of his body, directly blocking the crack. After sensing that Wang Baole was behind him, his pupils constricted, and he roared loudly.

"Scram!"

"You wish!" Wang Baole angrily replied even louder than the burly man. The moment he roared, he formed a fist with his raised right hand. Instantly, Spirit Qi from his surroundings was sucked in, and his glove exploded as he executed a punch!

The Spirit energy within his body also moved and integrated into the glove, causing the glove's black glow to shimmer even brighter. His speed increased, and its power was also pushed to the extreme. He was like a shooting star, landing heavily on the burly man's shield with a loud bang.

That was the force of the waves formed by the manipulation of the internal and external Spirit Qi, which far exceeded even that of the nine-inch Spirit Root. The moment it emerged, it was so loud that the earth shook. The large shield in front of the burly man was unable to withstand the force and immediately broke into pieces. Thereafter, the burly man from White Deer Branch College began to spew fresh, red blood from his mouth, screaming in pain as his body curled up, before scrambling hundreds of feet away.

The instant that the man retreated, Wang Baole's figure emerged from within the crack, stepping into the area that was giving off the blue glow.

After taking a clear look around, Wang Baole's mind buzzed, his pupils immediately constricted, and he held his breath.

The first thing that he noticed was that the area was oval-shaped, and a black mysterious fog covered a large area of the space, surrounding it in all directions.

Thankfully, the area was bright enough for him to see large canals in the ground. The canals crossed each other, appearing like an array formation!

Within the array formation stood an assembly of statues. Even though most of them were broken, their positions were still visible. They were all kneeling down, their facial expressions extremely devout as if they were praying. As for the direction they were kneeling toward…

A large pentagonal altar made of emerald jade stood in that direction. It had stairs leading up to it and was so large that it occupied more than half of the array formation. Of the entire oval-shaped area, it took up over thirty percent of the area.

Looking closely, there were nine flights of stairs leading up to the altar. There were formation inscriptions carved on every flight of stairs, and at the highest point of the altar, a long spear was floating in midair!

This long spear shimmered, and the spiral markings on it glowed. It seemed to be the only one of its kind in the world, emanating an impressive aura that would surprise one. It was an invaluable treasure!

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Chapter 114: Attack!

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A blue glow shone from the long spear, brightening up the environment and enveloping the surroundings in it!

"What treasure is that?" Wang Baole inhaled deeply, his heart in turmoil. As the Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty, he was extremely sensitive toward Dharmic treasures. Now, as he looked at the long spear, a legendary name surfaced in his mind.

"Divine Armament?!"

Even if Wang Baole was the Head Prefect of the Dharmic Armament faculty, he understood little about the Divine Armament. He only knew that the Divine Armament. was a legendary object!

Right now, the impression given off by the long spear seemed to indicate to him that it was the legendary Divine Armament!

However, as Wang Baole had never seen the Divine Armament, he was unable to judge it accurately. Nonetheless, he felt that even if the long spear was not the Divine Armament, it would still be an invaluable treasure that was as precious as the Divine Armament!

At the same time, surrounding the long spear were four figures that were dressed in long robes from the ancient times that were obviously not from the era of the Federation. They were seated cross-legged in midair, directly above the pentagonal altar, meditating around the long spear. Without a doubt, they were dead, but even so, their corpses were still floating, and the suppressive force from their bodies was still extremely strong. Wang Baole only took a brief glance, but pain pierced his eyes, causing him to feel physically and emotionally unwell.

Originally, there should have been five, not four, corpses meditating cross-legged around the long spear against the pentagonal altar. The fifth corpse, for some unknown reason, appeared outside the array formation, landing in a corner of the area!

One could see that the fifth corpse belonged to an extraordinarily beautiful young woman. She was already dead, but lying there, she looked as if she was in a deep sleep. If there had not been the smell of death emerging from her body, one could easily have mistaken her for being still alive.

In front of her was a pale-faced and unsteady Zhao Yameng, who seemed to have sustained severe injuries. There was also another youth dressed in Ethereal Dao College's robes standing there. Surrounding them were seven to eight students from the three other Dao Colleges.

Among them were Li Yi, Wu Fen, and the black-faced youth. The suppressive force released from their bodies clearly indicated that they had broken through with an eight-inch Spirit Root.

Qian Meng, Li Feng, and others whom Wang Baole had seen previously were not present. However, other than the three individuals, the remainder of those present were not weaklings either. Even if they were not eight-inch Spirit Root True Breath experts, they had at least achieved breakthroughs with seven-inch Spirit Roots.

Many things seemed to have happened, but in reality, after Wang Baole barged in and took a look at the environment, The scene before his eyes was one where the people standing on the ground were gasping in shock as they were gripped with emotions as a result of Wang Baole's arrival.

"Wang Baole!"

"It's Wang Baole!"

"Damn it! Why is he here?"

Word of Wang Baole's ferociousness had long spread throughout the Spirit Breath Village. Regardless of whether one had witnessed it with their eyes or merely heard about it, one would know that in the present cohort of Ethereal Dao College, other than Zhao Yameng, Wang Baole was the most powerful!

In terms of attracting hatred and fame, Wang Baole had also far exceeded everyone else, becoming the top person within the four major Dao Colleges!

Compared to the frowns and shock apparent on the others' faces, Zhao Yameng and the youth from Ethereal Dao College revealed looks of surprise upon seeing Wang Baole.

"Wang Baole, it's impossible to go near the array formation, so it is almost impossible to bring the objects away. The corpse over there is the result of Zhao Yameng's immense effort, and it belongs to Ethereal Dao College!" the youth from Ethereal Dao College exclaimed urgently.

Even without the youth speaking, Wang Baole understood the whole situation. His eyes glowed, and he suppressed the shock that he felt toward the long, blue spear as he dashed toward the group of people.

The students from the other Dao Colleges were taken aback, their surprise visible in their eyes. That was especially true for Wu Fen, who immediately spoke in a determined tone.

"Time is running out. Let's not think too much. Everyone, move! It will belong to whoever manages to snatch it!"

As he spoke, Wu Fen's glabella parted, and Blood Qi began suffusing into the air. After stepping into the True Breath realm, his Blood Qi contained hints of Spirit Qi, and like a spell, it charged toward Zhao Yameng.

Li Yi's eyes shimmered as well. Moving quickly, flames emerged from all over her body, and her manner was immensely imposing. The remaining people were not as powerful as the both of them, but they were still True Breath experts who had achieved breakthroughs at the seven-inch Spirit Root stage. The Dharmic treasures that they used were significantly more powerful than when they had been in the Ancient Martial Arts realm. Acting in unison, they all charged toward Zhao Yameng and the other youth from Ethereal Dao College.

At the moment they took action, the black-faced youth from White Deer Branch College suddenly turned his head, and with the compass in his hand, he growled with a low voice as he pointed toward Wang Baole.

"Body, seal!"

A loud boom emerged, and the surrounding Spirit Qi was being drawn in directly toward Wang Baole, suppressing him. At the same time, the burly man who had been knocked away by Wang Baole suddenly howled, retrieving a large sword as he charged toward Wang Baole.

Everything happened simultaneously. Wang Baole appearance had certainly made the situation more intense.

Previously, due to the union of the four major Dao Colleges, coupled with the sheer number of people, everyone had fought for themselves. Furthermore, knowing that Zhao Yameng was going to be expelled from the cave soon, no one put in their full effort as they only wanted to force her away.

Now that Wang Baole has arrived, however, waiting was no longer an option. They immediately activated their trump cards, giving their all.

With a loud boom, fresh blood flowed out from the corners of Zhao Yameng's mouth. She used her hand seals to release array formation seals. As she blocked the others, the Ethereal Dao College youth beside her spurted blood. He wanted to retaliate, but magnetic fields appeared from his body right at this crucial moment. He roared angrily, wanting to bring the corpse away, but that was definitely not possible with the other people present.

Instantly, several numinous treasures were hurled into the air, forcing the youth to give up. Regretfully, he was swept into the air by the magnetic field and pulled toward the exit due to the resistance.

Witnessing the scene, a glow emerged from the eyes of the other people as they charged toward Zhao Yameng once again.

Zhao Yameng was gripped by her emotions. She was utterly weak as she had exerted a lot of effort to retrieve the corpse. She was left without an ounce of energy, and seeing how the corpse that she had tried so hard to retrieve was about to be snatched away, Zhao Yameng grew angry. She wanted to continue blocking the others, but a magnetic field emerged from her body at that very moment.

"Am I destined to only serve to benefit others…" Zhao Yameng sighed lightly, as her body was raised midair due to the magnetic field. However, right at this moment, near the entrance, Wang Baole let out a roar.

With that, he took large steps forward while releasing punches that created hurricanes, and after shattering the array formation seal from the black-faced youth, he waved his right hand.

"Bullying just because of your numbers, huh?" Wang Baole spoke as he released numerous puppets, which covered the entire area and charged toward the others. Flying swords also emerged, forcing the burly man backward and approaching the black-faced youth directly, preventing him from being unable to unleash the array formation again.

Swiftly, Wang Baole stepped hard on the ground with his right foot. As his body erupted forward like an arrow and the ground shook violently, shockwaves filled the air, integrating with the Spirit Qi and spreading ferociously in all directions.

An invisible wave formed, landing directly on the people who were approaching Zhao Yameng, forcing them to stop in their tracks.

Leveraging on this moment where everyone froze, and at the moment when they responded toward the situation, Wang Baole arrived, punching the air before the others forcefully. The Spirit thread within his body emerged, and as it controlled the Spirit Qi from within, the devouring seed and glove were activated at the same time, influencing the Spirit Qi from the outside. This complicated series of events executed by Wang Baole formed a Spirit Qi hurricane upon the landing of his fist.

Loud booms filled the area, spreading in all directions as the Spirit Qi hurricane rushed forward. Instantly, everyone began to shiver violently and was forced to retreat. At that instant, Wang Baole's puppets rushed out, tightly hugging everyone in sight.

This series of actions were executed neatly without any pauses; the process had been as smooth as flowing water. All the intricacies were well thought out, and seeing that everyone was blocked, Wang Baole approached the corpse as Li Yi and company grew anxious.

"Wang Baole!"

Everyone roared angrily and struggled with all their might, but it was still too late. Wang Baole was so fast that he approached the corpse in a second. He raised his leg, kicking the corpse into the air toward Zhao Yameng, who was being pulled by the magnetic force toward the exit.

Zhao Yameng revealed a pleasant look of surprise as she looked Wang Baole directly in the eye. She activated her hand seals again, pointing with her finger and releasing the remaining energy that she had to form an array formation seal that surrounded the corpse. After grabbing it firmly, she flew toward the exit under the force of the magnetic field and soon disappeared from sight. Only a howl could be heard coming from afar, growing softer with time.

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Chapter 115: The Savage Li Yi

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Seeing that the corpse was being taken away by Zhao Yameng, Wang Baole was satisfied. Even though the person who had received the corpse was Zhao Yameng, Wang Baole believed in the equality of the Dao College. Furthermore, with Zhao Yameng's integrity, he was sure that his efforts would not be undermined.

After all, Wang Baole knew that if not for his crucial intervention, the corpse could have been taken by somebody else. Now that he had done a significant deed while still having time to stay, Wang Baole was delighted. As he turned to look at the other people, he was taken aback, his pupils constricting.

He could see the obvious rage in all of their eyes, and it was apparent that none of them were going to be friendly.

"Er…" Wang Baole cleared his throat and spoke off his head. "I arrived in a rush just now and did not have the time to greet everyone. I'm guessing that not everyone here knows who I am, so let me introduce myself. I am Wang Baole."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to help the burly man whose shield he had destroyed up from the ground.

The burly man stared at Wang Baole angrily as he shook him off.

"Everyone is loyal toward their own colleges. I am from Ethereal Dao College, so how can I not help in that situation? Therefore, it's unreasonable for you to look at me so angrily, isn't it? Furthermore, I did not use my most powerful skills against all of you, so why are all of you so angry?" Wang Baole sighed as he looked at the rest of the people.

By that point, all of them had broken free from the puppets. After all, the puppets were at the level of the Ancient Martial Arts, and as True Breath experts, they might have been suppressed but not for long.

After breaking free, they were very depressed. Li Yi, Wu Fen, and the black-faced youth were particularly solemn.

They had recognized Wang Baole as their nemesis. Every single time they fought with him was a losing battle. They looked at each other and noticed the strong desire to take revenge against Wang Baole, which, if not fulfilled, would certainly explode out of control.

Wang Baole was alert. On the surface, he sighed while stowing the broken puppets.

I'll have to improve these puppets when I get back. Otherwise, they will be of little use in the future.

After collecting the puppets, Wang Baole realized that Li Yi and the others were still looking at him angrily, and he immediately turned toward them.

"Everyone, if you want to see what I'm truly capable of, then attack. However, let's negotiate. Can all of you not stare at me so intently? I know that I'm handsome, but all this staring is making me embarrassed." Wang Baole lowered his head and spoke bashfully.

The moment he spoke, the facial expressions of the others turned awful. Li Yi in particular rolled her eyes as she gritted her teeth, thinking about how thick-skinned this irritating fatty before her eyes was.

"Punch him! Make him lose his consciousness and strip him naked so that he'll be an embarrassment when he gets out of here!" Li Yi spoke as she jumped into the air. Due to the virtue of possessing a natural fire-type Spirit Body, even though she had not learned any spells despite rising into the True Breath realm, the moment that she charged out, flames emerged from her body. Even though it did not spread into a sea of fire, it wreathed her.

The moment she attacked, a fireball flew out from the position in the middle of her body directly toward Wang Baole. It was impressive as the air seemed to have caught fire as well. The heat wave rolled rapidly toward Wang Baole's face, its manner imposing.

As Li Yi jumped out, the black-faced youth's eyes lit up.

"That's right! That is a feasible idea!" He felt that it was a good idea and pressed his hands on the compass. Instantly, a spiritual force erupted from his body and spread in all directions, forming layers of array formation seals, covering the heavens and earth as it targeted Wang Baole.

Wu Fen felt that Li Yi's temper was too haughty and cruel, but as he still agreed with Li Yi's idea, he immediately retrieved four pills.

In reality, pills were his strong point. The Blood Qi technique that he exhibited previously was a result of him swallowing the pills. Now, his desire to take revenge on Wang Baole was so strong that he swallowed all four pills without thinking twice.

Instantly, he howled, and his skin grew red. Four frightening cracks appeared on his forehead, and frightful auras erupted, charging straight at Wang Baole.

Everyone else released their trump card. Even though some of them were about to be ejected by the magnetic field that appeared on their bodies, they still acted. It was apparent that their anger toward Wang Baole was indescribable, and their desire to strip him naked to embarrass him was extremely strong.

"Vicious! Li Yi, you're ruthless!" Wang Baole took a deep breath. The consequences were so severe that he did not dare let his guard down. The devouring seed in his body was activated, forming a strong suction force covering the entire area, attracting the spells, Dharmic treasures, and even their physical bodies forcefully toward him. As their aim was altered, everyone's facial expressions changed as well.

As their bodies struggled against the suction force, Wang Baole's Spirit threads began winding, boosting his speed as he moved forward. He was significantly faster than normal True Breath experts, directly avoiding Li Yi's fireball, and appeared right in front of the black-faced youth, punching him with his gloved right hand.

"Fall!" Wang Baole growled with a low voice.

A boom emerged, and even though the black-faced youth who specialized in array formations had reached the True Breath realm, he was still unable to dodge Wang Baole's punch, which landed on his belly. Wang Baole was too strong, and the black-faced youth felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train. Fresh blood spewed from his mouth as he lost consciousness, his body being thrown aside.

Even before he landed, Wang Baole waved his hand, and three puppets that looked like students from the Dao Enlightenment faculty were released, charging forward and gripping the youth tightly. After that, Wang Baole turned and sidestepped all the numinous treasures flying toward him, stopping right in front of Wu Fen and throwing a punch at him even before he could react.

"You fall, too!"

Regardless of how hard Wu Fen struggled, and regardless of the numinous treasures that he retrieved, everything was futile. Wang Baole's punch with his glove was so effortlessly powerful that it instantly decimated everything, landing straight on Wu Fen's belly.

Wu Fen vomited fresh blood, and as he fell unconscious, he was similarly gripped by several puppets.

Everything happened so quickly, as the surrounding people responded with appalled expressions. A look of ferociousness flashed in Li Yi's eyes as she approached Wang Baole. Activating her hand seals and bellowing loudly, fire erupted all over her body, forming a fire mouth that tried to swallow Wang Baole.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Upon turning his head, a loud megaphone had already appeared in Wang Baole's hands. He shouted loudly into the megaphone, amplifying his already deafening roar, causing it to become even more ferocious as it formed a hurricane that charged directly toward the human fireball.

Instantly, the fireball warped and was torn apart by the ferocious sound wave, revealing Li Yi, who shouted as she retreated after being attacked by the sound wave.

Delightedly, Wang Baole rushed ahead swiftly. Without any pity, he punched Li Yi unconscious and covered her with several puppets before turning his head and stopping momentarily to look at the others, who were gripped by fear.

"What do the rest of you plan to do?"

"Wang Baole, you're too cruel!"

The remaining people immediately took several steps back as the burly man spoke while staring angrily. "That's right. What are you trying to do, immobilizing them with the puppets?"

However, he had just finished his sentence when Wu Fen, who had been knocked unconscious, was raised into the air by the magnetic field. As he was unconscious, he was unable to resist it and flew toward the exit. The three puppets that were in suggestive positions, gripped him extremely tightly and flew out with Wu Fen.

This scene took everyone by surprise. Wang Baole let out a dry cough, and after noticing that a magnetic field was emerging around the black-faced youth's body, he tore a corner of his shirt and wrote something on it before stuffing it back onto the youth.

After that, Wang Baole turned his head, smiling vaguely at the remaining people.

"Now, you know what that means, right?"

Witnessing what had happened, everyone, including the burly man, was taken aback as they took in a deep breath. Wang Baole's plan was exactly that of Li Yi's and was extremely degrading. Once they were knocked unconscious, they were ejected after being covered by the puppets in suggestive positions. Everyone outside from the four major Dao Colleges would notice how beaten they looked, and that could even become an indelible stain to their names.

After all, everyone there was a well-known figure in their respective Dao College, and their image was important to them. Therefore, they all dispersed rapidly, planning to leave the place.

However, it was all too late. Unfortunately for them, it was Wang Baole who had a grudge with them.

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Chapter 116: A Fake?

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Previously, Wang Baole had wanted to be nice, but those people had wanted to not only to knock him unconscious but also strip him naked. Their goal had been to expose his slender body for public viewing, and that was something that Wang Baole could not ignore—something that he could not allow to happen.

The more Wang Baole thought about it, the angrier he was. Therefore, he quickly turned and dashed out, and a moment later, as screams were heard, everyone, except two that were lucky enough to escape by virtue of the magnetic field, was knocked unconscious by Wang Baole. As those who had fainted were to be moved by the puppets, Wang Baole tied them up with ropes first.

After all that, Wang Baole patted his hands on his shirt as he looked delightfully at all the individuals flying away due to the magnetic field while being tightly hugged by the puppets.

I'm such a kind person, escorting them out using my puppets after seeing that they have fainted.

Wang Baole was in good spirits. He gathered all the objects that the others had found within the fragment mountain and placed them into his own pail. There were so many objects that it was difficult to store them, but Wang Baole came up with the idea to activate the remainder of his puppets and tie the objects to each of them. With that, he was satisfied.

That's weird, why am I not being ejected? Wang Baole felt for his own cultivation and realized that the feeling of ejection had not developed. He pondered about it and looked toward the altar.

Should I go over to take a look? Wang Baole looked at the long, blue spear on the altar, and a fire lit up in his eyes. Logically, he reminded himself that he was in a dangerous place, a place where his cultivation would not be sufficient, but he still fancied his luck. Therefore, he stepped forward, stopping beside the array formation canal.

Wang Baole did not dare to step too close to it. Rather, he lowered his head to look at the five-foot-wide canal and stood there, raising his right arm in anticipation. The devouring seed within his body erupted, spreading its suction force toward the blue spear that was on the altar within the array formation, trying to attract it!

The suction force caused numerous rocks within the array formation to rise into the air. Even the symbols on the altar flashed several times, but the blue spear at the top, together with the four corpses floating around it, stayed firmly in place.

Seeing that it seemed to have worked but was unable to affect the long, blue spear, Wang Baole felt a little indignant. He widened his eyes, and with a loud roar, the devouring seed within his body fully erupted. The suction force increased exponentially in strength, accompanied by a loud boom. Instantly, it appeared as if a hurricane had swept by the array formation. As even more debris were being sucked toward him, the four corpses meditating at the top of the altar seemed to be influenced as they moved ever so slightly toward Wang Baole.

The only issue was… despite Wang Baole's face flushing red hot after giving all his might, the long, blue spear still remained floating without even shaking.

"Damn it!" Wang Baole turned flustered. He wanted to step over the canal to absorb the spear from a closer position, but forcefully stopped himself. He looked at the canal in front of him before retrieving a puppet and controlling it to walk forward to the periphery of the array formation. The puppet was just about to leap into the air and into the array formation canal.

However, right at that moment, a blinding glow emerged from the array formation canal. Frighteningly, it landed straight on the puppet with a loud boom.

The puppet was instantly decimated, disintegrating into thin air. That sent chills down Wang Baole's spine as he exhaled deeply.

"How dangerous!" Wang Baole's heart was pounding hard. A moment later, his eyes flashed as he thought about what a waste it would be if he gave up. Therefore, he thought about it and looked at the surroundings. After confirming that there was no one but him in the area, he sat down with crossed legs and began waiting.

Time trickled by, and after five minutes, magnetic fields finally appeared around Wang Baole. As the forces pulled against each other, Wang Baole immediately retrieved his mysterious mask without a hint of hesitation!

"I'll risk it!"

The moment the mask appeared, fog covered the entire area, and coupled with the waves of loud booming sounds, it was like the turbulent waves were shaking the earth!

When the mask was retrieved, the surrounding fog instantly became turbulent. At times, it tumbled, and at times, it retreated, as if there lived a ferocious creature within it, struggling and howling.

The deafening sound spread in all directions, causing the ground to tremble vigorously. As the ground vibrated, cracks also began to appear in the array formation canal. Rubble began falling off it as though the entire land was about to crumble.

Such a huge change!

Wang Baole stood rather unsteadily, both physically and in his breathing, and he quickly retreated as his heart palpitated furiously. His motive of bringing out the mask was to see if he could induce some changes to the area and create an opportunity for himself.

Seeing how bizarre the changes in front of his eyes were, Wang Baole regretted it slightly, but when he thought about the long, blue spear, passion filled his eyes again, and he became even more determined.

Riches are only attained through trials. Furthermore, if it becomes too dangerous, I will stop resisting it and use the magnetic field to escape!

Harboring such thoughts, Wang Baole immediately released forty or so of his remaining puppets, controlling them to charge toward the canal.

This time, the blinding glow still emerged from within the array formation canal, but the turbulence of the surrounding fog came continuously. The vibrations of the ground caused the glow to slightly shift, and even though most of the forty puppets had been decimated, two of them successfully crossed the screen of light and landed within the array formation.

The instant that they were within the array formation, Wang Baole rushed out quickly, his speed boosted by the Spirit thread. Following close to the two puppets on safe ground, he also crossed into the array formation and appeared within it!

When he landed, Wang Baole's heart rate increased significantly, and he was extremely agitated.

I'm in!

Wang Baole was exhilarated, and looking at the staircase-like altar not far away from him, a fire lit up in his eyes. The devouring seed within his body erupted once more, resulting in the emergence of the suction force again. This time, the distance moved by the four corpses visibly increased, but the long, blue spear still stayed in place!

Wang Baole frowned, and after making some estimations on the distance, he gritted his teeth as he prepared to act again. He then controlled the two puppets beside him, using them as test subjects.

After confirming that it was safe, he followed closely behind and soon neared the altar with the two puppets. Noticing that the numerous symbols and inscriptions on the steps of the altar were flashing, Wang Baole did not dare to approach it anymore. That was especially so after one of the puppets that he was controlling was instantly decimated by the glow from the altar the moment he controlled it to leap onto it. This made Wang Baole nervous.

I can't advance further.

In the silence, Wang Baole controlled his last puppet to leap into the air. Without even blinking, he saw that it was similarly decimated when it jumped to a height of fifty feet.

Wang Baole's face was awful. He felt that the magnetic force and the pulling force on his body was getting stronger—he knew that he did not have much time left. He raised his head to look at the long, blue spear above the altar and squatted down with his eyes narrowed.

After a short moment, using the remaining energy in his body, Wang Baole roared as he stepped hard on the ground. His body instantly leaped into the air, and controlling his power, he immediately retrieved a flying sword and positioned it beneath his feet at a height of fifty feet.

To people in the Ancient Martial Arts realm, standing in midair was not possible. However, to a True Breath cultivator, that was possible for a short time with the assistance of Dharmic artifacts. Right now, Wang Baole was executing just that. He stepped on the flying sword, and the moment he paused, the devouring seed within his body erupted fully, sucking the long, blue spear directly.

"Come to me!"

With a loud boom, the four corpses were pulled toward Wang Baole due to the strong suction force. However, even though the long, blue spear quivered slightly as well, it was not sucked toward Wang Baole. Instead, it began warping, and signs of it self-destructing began to appear as it turned translucent!

What's going on? Wang Baole was taken aback. Very quickly, in front of his eyes, the long spear grew increasingly translucent. In the end, as if it had been warped away, it disappeared at lightning speed.

It seemed as if the long, blue spear was an imaginary image. Under Wang Baole's suction force, it grew unsteady and dissipated.

Is it not real? Wang Baole rubbed his eyes, and after looking at everything closely, he was dumbfounded.

Damn it! I put in so much effort, and it turned out to be a fake? Putting a fake spear here is deceit, and you'll get your retribution! Wang Baole cursed angrily as his body descended.

However, the instant that he reached the ground, a blue bead where the long spear had disappeared flew directly toward Wang Baole!

Wang Baole's pupils constricted, and after grabbing it, the impact of the approaching bead formed a impactful force that forced Wang Baole to step back. At the same time, the magnetic field surrounding his body also grew stronger, pulling his body swiftly backward.

I'll accept the bead as well! Wang Baole was extremely surprised, and seeing how he was being pulled backward by the magnetic field, he immediately unleashed his devouring seed, pulling in the four corpses backward together with him.

The returns are decent! Wang Baole was exhilarated, and his body was pulled into the space above the array formation canal. He was nervous, but he managed to pass right through it, unsure whether it was because of the bead or the corpses that were shielding him.

Wang Baole heaved a sigh of relief and unleashed the suction force using his devouring seed again, sucking the pail and all his treasures toward him.

However, right at this moment, an anomaly occurred!

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