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After completing the registration, they received the jade key.
The seven youths walked and explored, spiraling up the white jade staircase until they finally arrived at the seventh level of the Qin Huang Heavenly Palace.
Standing in the corridor on the seventh level, their view was obscured by a faint mist that enveloped the area. They soon realized that this mist was actually composed of extremely pure Vital Energy.
Lin Qiubai reached out and clapped his hands, causing the mist to be compressed into droplets by immense pressure, which then fell to the floor and seeped into the ground, disappearing without a trace.
At this point, everything on the seventh level came into view.
On either side were Cultivation Rooms, a total of forty-one.
The door frames were exquisitely adorned, intricately carved with dragons and phoenixes, all masterpieces by skilled artisans.
The painted dragons exuded a sense of majesty, while the painted cranes embodied elegance.
However, upon seeing the dragon, Lin Qiubai felt a surge of disgust rise within him as he recalled the flaw on the Yin Yang Fish.
His heart ached as if pricked by needles.
The prominent flaw was a scar left by the Ancient Dragon Phantom, a manifestation of inner demons!
A solution had yet to be found. But it was certain that the Dragon Clan would not let this matter rest easily; thus, this flaw could hardly be erased through peaceful means.
Only bloodshed could resolve it!
"Hmph."
Lin Qiubai silently snorted in his heart, a trace of malice rising from deep within.
But soon, this bit of resentment was deeply buried in the depths of his heart.
Now, Lin Qiubai felt as insignificant as an ant in front of the colossal Dragon Clan. Any random powerful member of their race could easily kill Lin Qiubai a thousand times over.
The road ahead is long and arduous.
Lin Qiubai must continuously climb the Martial Arts Realm to be able to contend against such terrifying races.
Otherwise, he would be directly crushed, his body shattered and soul scattered.
...
"Huh!"
Forcing himself to calm his mind, Lin Qiubai continued to observe the seventh floor.
The White Jade Gate of the Cultivation Room was quite peculiar.
If there were martial artists cultivating inside, the auspicious cloud on the door would be a vibrant red.
If there were no martial artists cultivating, the auspicious cloud would be pure white as jade.
Everyone glanced around; there were about ten vacant rooms, which was quite ample.
It seemed that among the entire Yun Yin Sheng Zong, there were only a few martial artists who could consistently occupy the seventh floor.
After all, the consumption was immense.
Unless it was an extremely important breakthrough or one was consuming precious Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, those Senior Brothers would not easily enter the seventh floor.
Only Lin Qiubai can spend extravagantly without restraint.
After all, Lin Qiubai's Cloud Energy is so abundant that it numbs the senses. Even if he uses it all up, earning more is quite simple, as easy and enjoyable as drinking tea.
Lin Qiubai exudes an overwhelming aura, radiating a dazzling Tycoon light from head to toe.
He waved his hand, selected an empty Cultivation Room, and used a jade key to unlock the White Jade Gate.
"Let's begin cultivating, everyone; time is precious!"
"I'll see you in three days!"
Yuan Chonghuan smiled at Lin Qiubai before turning to open another Cultivation Room.
Lin Qiubai awkwardly touched his nose, his expression strange. He quickly dismissed the odd feeling and walked into the Cultivation Room.
The temperature was a bit low, as if in a cold storage room.
Lin Qiubai surveyed the interior of the Cultivation Room; it was essentially a small secret chamber.
On the wall of the chamber was a palm-sized circular opening.
Once someone entered the Cultivation Room, mist-like cool gas would surge out from that opening.
The speed of martial artists' cultivation could be enhanced thanks to its effects.
Lin Qiubai activated the Map of Mountains and Rivers, and a violent suction force erupted, devouring all the mist.
A vortex slowly emerged before him, rapidly spinning to form a cyclone resembling a tornado.
The secret chamber was like a dragon of wind, exuding an intimidating aura.
"Indeed, the sevenfold increase in cultivation speed! It has turned my low-grade royal technique into something extraordinary."
Feeling the cultivation speed of an ordinary martial artist increased by five hundred times, Lin Qiubai's expression turned excited as he sat cross-legged and entered a state of cultivation.
However, at that moment, Lin Qiubai suddenly felt a tremor in his heart.
He let out a soft gasp and ran his fingers over his storage ring.
A pure white light slowly spread from his fingertips as the Nine Origin Creation Ruler fell into his hand.
The usually quiet Nine Origin Creation Ruler began to hum and vibrate.
As the vibrations intensified, the circular opening in the wall of the chamber spewed out white mist at an increasing rate.
Lin Qiubai focused intently and noticed that a small amount of pure white droplets were emerging. Once exposed to the chamber, they were forcefully drawn away by the Nine Origin Creation Ruler.
Lin Qiubai didn't even have time to contest it.
However, the Nine Origin Creation Ruler did not betray Lin Qiubai; instead, the previously empty and dust-free Six Paths groove began to slowly moisten.
"What is this…"
Lin Qiubai was quite astonished.
He watched as a puddle of mysterious liquid, about the size of a thumb, appeared in the groove.
A whistling sound of wind spread from within the groove.
Nine Origin Creation Ruler The Nurturing Wind of Source Realm!
Lin Qiubai felt a jolt in his spirit.
"Could it be that all the wonders of the Qin Emperor's Heavenly Palace are due to a mass of Nine Origin Creation Ruler nurturing a Source Realm hidden within the palace?"
Lin Qiubai's mind raced.
He delved into his consciousness, glancing at the map prompt from the Heavenly Dao Payment System, and instantly dismissed this speculation.
Because those two masses of Nine Origin Creation Ruler nurturing Essence of Artistic Conception were located in different secret realms.
The likelihood of there being a Source Realm beneath the Qin Emperor's Heavenly Palace was very low.
Perhaps it was merely connected to that one Source.
Or maybe it was just a secondary Source.
Lin Qiubai's conjecture was already quite close to the truth.
At this point, he decided not to continue his research.
After all, improving his cultivation was the top priority.
With that thought, Lin Qiubai poured the liquid formed from the Nine Origin Creation Ruler into his mouth.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The liquid in the groove appeared to be very little.
But when it fell into the abdomen, it suddenly stirred up immense waves within Lin Qiubai.
The surging giant waves crashed against Lin Qiubai's meridians, circulating throughout his body, again and again. Finally, that torrent of vital energy was refined into pure energy the thickness of an arm, merging into the Dantian.
The Dantian trembled, and the Yin-Yang fish formed by the intertwining of the two began to rotate rapidly, transforming the pure energy into a planetary ring that guarded the Yuan Dan.
Lin Qiubai's long-dormant cultivation unexpectedly surged at this moment, bringing him tantalizingly close to the first level of the Yuan Dan Realm!
Lin Qiubai inhaled sharply.
He had already been experiencing extraordinary cultivation on the seventh floor of the Qin Emperor's Palace.
Now, with the Nine Origin Creation Ruler granting him further enhancement.
It was an outrageous combination!
Lin Qiubai couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He placed the Nine Origin Creation Ruler at the edge of a gap in the wall and sat cross-legged, activating the River of Jianghe map for frenzied cultivation.
In this way, the Nine Origin Creation Ruler absorbed wind energy while he cultivated without interruption.
Time flew by quickly.
Four hours passed.
When the groove of the Nine Origin Creation Ruler was already filled with crystal-clear liquid,
Lin Qiubai heard a piercing wind howl and woke up just in time. His gaze fell upon the groove, where a miniature white tornado was rising from the clear water's surface.
Essence of Artistic Conception of Wind.
Although it is merely a secondary Source, it is still greatly beneficial to Lin Qiubai!
Lin Qiubai's heart surged with excitement as he opened his mouth to inhale.
As a wave of icy coolness flowed into his abdomen, all his thoughts vanished, and his hearing faded away.
In his mind, before his eyes, and around him, there was only the deafening sound of splashing water. A massive white wave surged skyward, imprinting Lin Qiubai's pupils with a snowy whiteness...
At this moment, his body was also swept away by the torrent. Every single cell was submerged in the icy flow of vital energy, which concealed a trace of the Realm of Wind.
It was incredibly pure; no additional comprehension was needed—he could absorb it directly!
Lin Qiubai was completely astonished.
Indeed, this was a divine object rewarded by the Heavenly Dao Payment System. Even in an incomplete state, it was so terrifying. If he were to gather all nine Sources and Realms, wouldn't that be defying heaven?
Lin Qiubai gasped softly, suppressing the shock within him.
After a long while, his body suddenly trembled violently, and a crackling sound like frying peas spread from within him, as if breaking free from some kind of shackles...
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