Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

At this moment, within Biluo Country, it was overcrowded with cultivators gathered from all corners of the Cangyun Realm.

For this Great Tournament, many remote sects had traveled here over a decade or even longer ago, just to witness this grand event.

Actually, the aim of many small sects was not really to participate in the competition; they were targeting the prodigies from the Immortal Sects and the saint heirs from the large factions.

If they could establish some connections with these future powerholders of Cangyun at such a grand event, it would undoubtedly be like soaring to the heavens.

Chu Zheng shed the crimson vestment robe of the Taixuan Holy Master and donned a light blue robe, strolling through the streets, soon discovering many interesting things.

At the very center of Biluo Country stood a Jade Stele, which listed the names of the top ten from every Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects.

Ranked at the forefront was Shang Cangyun.

The champion of the first Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects.

Chu Zheng reflected for a while, thoughtfully, Zhao Tingxian had told him, Shang Cangyun embarked on the same path as him.

It was only after Shang Cangyun that the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects came into being; perhaps... there was also some trickery involved in this tournament.

Chu Zheng scanned the entire Jade Stele but did not find Zhao Tingxian's name; it was only after a moment that he realized.

Zhao Tingxian was not well-known before the age of two hundred. Among those with High-Quality Immortal Bones, he was not outstanding and was even at the bottom.

The Great Void Scripture was of a watery nature, which was exactly contrary to his Innate Fire Spirit Body, halving his efforts and presumably leading to a tormenting journey.

Near the Jade Stele were many disciples from the Holy Lands secretly trading information from the Hidden Dragon List.

The Hidden Dragon List, known only to a few Holy Lands, held information that was undoubtedly worth its weight in gold for many sects, able to be traded for a large number of Spirit Stones.

The world never lacked for clever people; some had already recognized the value of this information and were making a fortune from it.

As he passed by a stall, Chu Zheng suddenly halted his steps. Amongst the crowd, he heard someone mentioning his name.

After becoming an Incense Fire God, he became particularly sensitive to his own true name and was instantly drawn in.

In front of this particular stall, surrounded mostly by women, stood a man that appeared to be in his thirties, dressed in grey. With a glance, Chu Zheng recognized his origin.

From the Primordial Spirit Holy Land, a member of the Shang Family, named Shang Xiukun, an Inner Sect Elder, who had changed his appearance and concealed his tracks.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do not rush. I have the whereabouts and habits of all those mentioned on the Hidden Dragon List," Shang Xiukun said leisurely, holding a stack of Jade Tokens. "The price is fair for young and old."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zheng slightly frowned; daring to sell such information before the competition was indeed audacious.

If a prodigy were to be attacked because of this, it could spark a great war between the sects.

However, this had nothing to do with him. Chu Zheng shook his head slightly, not planning to intervene, and was about to turn away when a low shout from Shang Xiukun unexpectedly reached his ears.

"Taixuan Holy Master, Chu Zheng, is also currently in Biluo Country. I have information on him for a price of five thousand High-Quality Spirit Stones. Does anyone want it?"

Chu Zheng's step paused, his gaze sharpening. This man was well-informed; he had just arrived in Biluo Country today and news was already circulating.

Five thousand High-Quality Spirit Stones, once converted to Lower-Quality Spirit Stones, would be a full half a million. The price was not low.

"I'll take it!"

"Sell it to me; I'll offer twenty thousand High-Quality Spirit Stones! And you cannot sell it to anyone else!"

The cultivators crowding around the stall were visibly excited, pushing forward.

This reaction immediately startled Chu Zheng; he hesitated for a moment, almost believing he was still being pursued for a bounty.

He promptly halted, his eyes growing cold as he scanned his surroundings, eager to see who would dare to make a move against him after all this time.

Shang Xiukun, clearly skilled in this trade, spoke loudly, "The highest bidder gets it, just this one."

With the replicability of information, if he sold the news for five thousand Spirit Stones per piece, soon there would be imitators and the price would instantly plummet.

But by selling only one piece, he would undoubtedly get a high price, and even capitalize when the news spread further to make another profit.

"Thirty thousand High-Quality Spirit Stones!"

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"Forty thousand!"

Eventually, the information about Chu Zheng was acquired by a veiled female cultivator for the price of a hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones.

The moment Chu Zheng's gaze swept over, a surge of assassination intent lurked in his eyes. Those who dared to strike against him at this moment were certainly no ordinary foes.

[Ye Yujiao (Second Order): The sole daughter of the head of Shenmu Pavilion, bone age thirty-one, cultivation at the mid Entry Dao Realm.]

Beside Ye Yujiao, there followed a cultivator of the Divine Infant Realm, enough to prove her extraordinary background.

Shenmu Pavilion?

Chu Zheng immediately frowned. He had never heard of this name before. With a middle-quality Immortal Bone and cultivation merely at the Entry Dao Realm, her power was such that he could crush her to death with just a wave of his Divine Sense.

The cultivator by her side, with cultivation in the late stage of the Divine Infant Realm, posed no threat to him either.

After obtaining the information about Chu Zheng, Ye Yujiao hurriedly left, with many of the surrounding cultivators showing a hint of envy on their faces.

Chu Zheng pondered for a few moments before turning to leave. Knowing oneself, as well as the enemy, leads to victory in a hundred battles. He decided he would need to learn more about this Shenmu Pavilion.

Not long after Chu Zheng left, whispers echoed in the vicinity:

"Who would have thought that the Taixuan Holy Master himself would come!"

"I've heard that this Holy Master is only in his twenties this year. To meet him face-to-face, even if it's just to leave a slight impression, would be a lifetime's worth."

"At this age, he may not have taken a wife yet. If one could..."

As a Lord of a Holy Land, coupled with his youth and extraordinary talents, he was considered perfect in every way, the dream Dao companion of countless female cultivators.

To be close to him would be to bring great fortune to one's family for generations to come.

The price of a hundred thousand high-quality spirit stones was not steep.

...

...

No sooner had Chu Zheng returned to the residence prepared especially for the Taixuan Holy Master than he received a piece of news.

An envoy from the Martial Hall had arrived in Cangyun Realm.

This timing was a full year earlier than expected, but relative to the distances spanned in the universe, a year was just about right.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his thoughts growing significantly heavier for a moment.

The arrival of the Martial Hall meant the countdown had begun. The time for his separation from Song Lingxue was near.

This time, it was different from his experience with Taixuan Holy Land.

After all, Taixuan Holy Land was within Cangyun Realm, but the Martial Hall lay across the stars, at the other end of the cosmos. Even for a True Immortal, to meet face to face across such distances was as difficult as reaching the heavens.

Collecting his emotions, Chu Zheng immediately went out to meet the envoy from the Martial Hall.

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...

In fact, the envoy from the Martial Hall had been in Cangyun for several days, but had only just arrived within Biluo Country at this time.

By the time Chu Zheng arrived, the main figures from several Holy Lands and True Immortal Noble Families were already present.

Inside the spacious hall, two figures stood side by side, their auras markedly different. Wrapped in blood Qi that simmered like a dormant dragon, filled with extreme danger as if ready to strike at any moment, their sharpness was palpable.

[Xie Xingzhong (Sixth Order): Bone age eight hundred seventy-two, at peak Perfection of the Martial God Realm, with the great achievement of the Demon Subduing Body, capable of splitting dragons and elephants with his bare hands, and harbouring many hidden injuries that can be repaired (0/50).]

[Yu Ning (Sixth Order): Bone age four hundred ninety-three, in the initial stage of Martial God Realm, with minor accomplishment in the Sun Splitting True Art, with old injuries in the viscera, having encountered severe damage before, which can be repaired (0/40).]

Both a man and a woman, each one a Sixth Order cultivator of the Martial God Realm, were brimming with blood Qi at the peak of their prime, each possessing the divine strength to subdue real dragons.

These two, especially Xie Xingzhong, felt extremely dangerous to Chu Zheng, even more so than Bai Zhixiao.

Standing beside these two Martial Gods were four young mortals of similar age. After taking a glance, Chu Zheng noted that they all possessed Superior Immortal Bones, the prodigies often discussed as bargaining chips in exchange for Song Lingxue.

Superior Immortal Bones foretold a sure path to the True Immortal Realm barring any mishaps. These four individuals were the ones previously mentioned for exchange with Song Lingxue.