kingnovel Chapter 893 Everything Costs Money (3)
Chapter 893 Everything Costs Money (3)
Chapter 893 Money for Everything (Part 3)
"The Tower of Babel..."
After stepping out of the teleportation hall, Han Yi turned his gaze to the tall tower located in the very center.
The tall, majestic black tower, its body completely submerged in a mist, soared into the clouds, exuding a solemn and imposing pressure.
We can't leave Hongji for now.
Han Yi had no choice but to find another way out.
outside world.
Perhaps it's a good choice.
At the very least, this is what Gao Jue often refers to as the place where money comes fastest and easiest. It's also the most dangerous place.
Every year, countless disciples of the Hundred Schools of Thought die outside, their bodies never to be found, not even their clothes or ashes can be brought back.
Everyone has their own reasons and motivations for venturing out to explore the outside world.
Train yourself to become stronger, seek opportunities to save your school of thought, explore and search for treasures...
Most people, like Han Yi, are busy making money.
After all, even if the mission is not completed, as long as they come back alive, they can receive a considerable reward.
Before that...
Han Yi fixed his gaze on the Tower of Babel and slowly walked forward.
outside world.
That is, the small world.
Like the Yuanmiao Sect, the Demon Saint Palace also possesses the ability and means to organize personnel to explore and develop external small worlds, return resources, and strengthen itself.
Vast as the stars, countless, scattered throughout the infinite worlds of the universe.
It provided the Northland with unimaginable resources and opportunities.
otherwise.
Given the barrenness and scarcity of resources in the North, it was simply impossible to support a large population, let alone the cultivation of the Hundred Veins School.
It is precisely because of the support of almost endless small world resources that the Northland has been able to develop from a desolate, remote, and uninhabited ice and snow world into the behemoth it is today, with a hundred flowers blooming, many races, and a population of over a hundred million.
The vast universe contains countless small worlds, and before breaking through the spatial barrier, no one knows what lies inside.
Whether barren or rich, whether fraught with danger or abundant with resources...
Some extremely special small worlds are restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, and even if an elder of the Demon Saint Palace enters in person, there is a considerable probability of injury or even death.
Nobody knows what will happen.
Therefore, Han Yi must master some of the most basic things... the cultivation system exclusive to the Hundred Veins of the Northern Lands.
The Tower of Babel is the best place for secluded cultivation and retreat.
Han Yi had a premonition that he might find the answer to the two Divine Forging Techniques that he had been unable to master for so long here.
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East China Sea, Twelve Immortal Islands, Jinquan Island
Chi!
A crimson sword light shot into the sky. The red light flashed for only a moment before breaking through the darkness, traversing a great distance, and arriving above the surging sea.
Amidst the flashing sword light, a beautiful woman could be vaguely seen using the sword's light to escape, occasionally glancing back at something with a sorrowful expression. "Shanshan...this is for your own good...elder sister is right...just consider it a temporary stay for a few days, and after this period...Mother will definitely bring you back..."
Ruan Qingling sighed helplessly, trying to comfort herself.
"Sister Jinquan is the strongest among the twelve of us, far surpassing all of us in strength. She herself said there's trouble... she wouldn't lie to me... if something really happens, her side... will definitely be the safest place..."
The crimson sword light was extremely fast, flying at high speed. In the blink of an eye, Golden Spring Island behind it became an inconspicuous little black dot, and nothing could be seen in the dark sea.
Ruan Qingling then turned around, focusing intently on controlling the flying sword and pondering what her elder sister had just told her.
“When the heavens unleash their killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land, the world is turned upside down, and there is no way to escape it…” Her beautiful eyes were filled with deep confusion.
"We, the immortals of the East Sea, as the inheritors of the two ancient Daoist sects of the Crimson Sky Realm, the Profound Purity Dao and the Water Moon Dao, have survived the decline of heaven and earth, the Demon Emperor's transgression, and the turmoil of the Netherworld Dynasty... Yet we still endure. How could a mere celestial anomaly... affect our very foundation? How could it cause such a huge uproar?"
Ruan Qingling was somewhat skeptical.
No wonder she didn't believe it.
As the foremost of the ten ancient immortal sects, Taoism has survived numerous calamities and remains vibrant even after hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of years. How could it possibly decline and perish due to a single demonic disaster?
Don't say anything else.
The three major branches of Taoism.
One is called Xuanqing, another is called Xiaoyao, and the third is called Shuiyue.
Even though the Taoist sects in the open have disappeared.
But how prosperous are the human races in the world today? In the Central Plains, five or six out of ten believe in the Way.
Taoist temples and monasteries were highly revered and flourished with incense offerings. They were often found in large cities and small towns, every ten miles or so, and could be described as scattered like stars in the sky.
Although the Taoist school has perished and split into three, its spirit lives on and will forever remain in our hearts.
Given this situation, how could the Taoist sect possibly decline completely and then perish?
Great joke.
Moreover, it is the strongest force within the Taoist sect.
The Way of Freedom, the Sect of Profound Mystery.
It is a powerful entity that dominates a state, has hundreds of millions of people, and occupies a vast territory.
Is it possible?
A demonic calamity.
Even the Yuanmiao Sect will be completely wiped out?
Ruan Qingling shook her head, but as she thought about it, she made herself laugh.
Her nominal senior martial uncle.
Yuanmiaozong, the Ancestor of Creation.
It is said to have lived for thousands of years and is a true ancient monster.
When he was young, the great calamity of a thousand years had come.
The world is in turmoil, and chaos reigns. Humans and demons clash, and years of war have resulted in countless deaths and injuries.
The Creator Ancestor, adhering to the philosophy of the Carefree Way, rose to power, occupied a state, swept away the injustices, and suppressed the chaos.
That is, from that time onwards.
With the saying "Northern Yuanmiao, Southern Shouyi,"
The two great martial arts holy lands are renowned.
The turbulent period of the You Dynasty.
He almost single-handedly confronted the then-ruler of the world, the Youwu Emperor, who was known as the one who swept across the eight wastelands and six directions. He single-handedly killed the three fallen martial saints of the You Dynasty, tolling the death knell for the dark rule of the You Kingdom.
It can be said.
All cultivators in the world today, whether martial artists, those with bloodlines, or those with a hundred meridians, are alive thanks to the grace of Master Creation.
Such beings are comparable to the sun and moon, capable of plucking stars from the sky...
Will they be frustrated by a minor demonic disaster?
Ruan Qingling chuckled silently.
With her uncle and master around, she wasn't worried at all about what her older sister meant by "threatening the very foundation."
As for sending my daughter Shanshan to stay with me for a few days, it was only done at the strong request of my eldest sister.
After all, similar alarmist rumors have occurred many times before, and they have all been proven to be nothing more than false alarms.
Even this time.
It was seen within the Floating Jade Mirage Pearl. Ruan Qingling still harbored doubts about this.
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Ding ding ding…
On the tall, black tower, when the wind blows, the black wind chimes hanging from the eaves tinkle, their clear and melodious sounds carrying far and wide.
Han Yi looked up and walked closer, and was even more shocked by the sheer size of the Tower of Babel before him, which made it impossible to see its entirety.
The entire upper half of the black tower was submerged in a slowly moving mist, which acted as a barrier, firmly blocking all outside observation.
Turning his gaze away, Han Yi strode forward and headed towards the door.
A circular plaza was built around the Tower of Babel, and the railings around the plaza were engraved with a large number of fine runes that looked like flower petals.
The runes shimmered and flowed like water along the railing, with a faint golden glow spreading and rising, somewhat similar to the golden protective light surrounding the Rainbow Sky.
The protective shield, emitting a pale gold hue, allows passage through only two points.
One set of steps leads up into the tower, while the other set of steps leads down.
At this time, there were many people going up and down the steps, coming and going.
Most of the people who went in were excited and thrilled, but only a very few came out looking completely refreshed; the rest were exhausted and listless.
Han Yi strode forward, leaped over the steps in a few steps, and passed through the pale gold protective shield.
Perhaps he had already provided his vital energy once, or perhaps the formation in the Demon Saint Palace only served a protective function.
This time.
Han Yi didn't sense any unusual gazes directed at him. At the entrance to the Tower of Babel, a man sat at a table, responsible for collecting fees and registering customers.
Han Yi had already inquired about the price.
It takes one hundred star marrow to complete in one day.
This is the pricing standard for the first floor.
The first floor of the Tower of Babel is said to have twice the spiritual energy of the outside world, but it is also the least effective floor, suitable only for beginners.
The higher you go, the denser the spiritual energy becomes, and the better the cultivation effect.
of course.
The price doubles for each floor you go up.
In other words.
The first layer contains one hundred star marrow, the second layer contains four hundred, the third layer contains eight hundred…
It's purely an exponential superposition.
The sheer cost of cultivation within the Tower of Babel was evident. Fortunately, Han Yi only needed the most basic introductory training, so without further ado, he paid the fee and quickly headed inside.
The Tower of Babel, first floor.
The first floor is a large hall with black floor tiles and black walls. Yellow gemstones embedded in the gaps between the tiles emit a faint yellow light as lighting.
There were a few people standing sparsely inside, none of them very old, and they looked like young people who were just starting out.
Seeing Han Yi stride in, a hint of surprise flashed across her face.
After all, judging from his appearance, Han Yi should have already passed the beginner stage. At the very least, he should be at the second, third, or fourth level where there is more spiritual energy.
Han Yi ignored the stares of those around him, found a corner, sat down cross-legged, and quickly entered a meditative state.
There's no need to rush.
Every second in this Tower of Babel costs money, and the price is enormous.
A day may seem like plenty of time, but for cultivators, once they enter a meditative state, it will pass in the blink of an eye.
"The Li family... Black Feather True Scripture... First Realm, Awakening... One who awakens their senses becomes sharp, able to reflect inwards, with all nine orifices open, and their mind clear... To awaken one's senses, one must first understand the wonders of spirit and energy, cleanse oneself with spiritual energy, conceal energy within one's breath, and achieve harmony between spirit and energy..."
Han Yi's thoughts raced as he recalled the contents, key points, and crucial aspects of the Black Feather True Scripture.
The Black Feather Scripture, obtained from Li Feibai, is the core inheritance of the Li family's Divine Forging Technique.
Due to the restrictions imposed on his soul, Li Feibai could only provide the basic parts of the first few levels, resulting in Han Yi's acquisition of the Black Feather Scripture lacking the most crucial key elements.
incomplete.
Han Yi didn't care; what he valued was the general, basic components.
Once you can get started, and return to the Myriad Manifestations School to receive Chun Rongrong's complete inheritance, you will naturally not lack the cultivation techniques.
The basic part of the Black Feather True Scripture, despite its extremely simple content and mental techniques, which Han Yi could fully understand at a glance, has given rise to new doubts.
"Spiritual energy? What exactly is this so-called spiritual energy? I've been cultivating for so long and have never heard of it before. Isn't cultivation all about obtaining energy by plundering external objects? Can you really succeed in cultivation just by breathing?"
Han Yi frowned and fell into deep thought.
Along the way, he heard many discussions about the term 'spiritual energy'.
But I subconsciously interpreted it as a different way of referring to energy in the North.
When people are hungry, they eat to fill their stomachs and replenish their energy. Similarly, martial artists cultivate by using highly nourishing foods and rare medicinal herbs to absorb their energy, strengthen their internal energy, and enhance their overall strength.
Bloodline cultivation involves hunting down corresponding demonic beasts, extracting their essence blood, fusing it with one's own blood, and evolving one's bloodline.
in other words.
In Han Yi's view, the essence of spiritual energy should be similar to these things; it is a special kind of energy that can be used to cultivate demonic power and temper the spirit.
But looking at it now...
It seems to be somewhat different from what he expected...
"..."
Han Yi frowned and took out the Hundred Leaves Manual for comparison.
The Hundred Leaves Manual is a legacy of the Hundred Leaves Valley, where Ye Jindie resides.
Like the Black Feather True Scripture, the Hundred Leaves Treasure Book is also incomplete, containing only the general basics of the first few parts.
"The essence of plants? The spirit of heaven and earth? All things have a spirit? What kind of nonsense is this?" Han Yi slowly closed the booklet, his expression turning serious.
After looking for a long time, I gained absolutely nothing.
The Hundred Leaves Manual even contains more mystical information than the Black Feather True Scripture.
Many doubts remain.