Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4683: Three Choices

"Your performance has indeed exceeded my expectations," Guo Shuang said, a hint of admiration in her eyes.

She already knew that during the simulation battle, Ling Han hadn’t chosen to use the Great Emperor or Saint as his vehicle. Instead, he had directly imitated himself.

Fighting against the manifestation of the Great Emperor alone required courage.

Of course, it was not that there had never been such people in history. However, reality had proven that these people were all overconfident, and they all ended up in defeat.

Thus, people like Ling Han, who had both incomparable confidence and powerful natural talent in cultivation, were really too rare.

Ling Han smiled, "I am someone that is destined to become a Great Emperor."

These words were too airy. Guo Shuang couldn’t help but laugh. How could this young man possibly know that this era was welcoming a golden age when hundreds of flowers bloomed at the same time? The ancient Imperial Sons had all appeared at this time, and there was also Ling Han, Ding Shu, and other super freakish newcomers.

To become Emperor in this era, luck was actually more important.

In the case of the person in front of her, whether his natural talent was strong or not was set aside for the moment. However, his cultivation level was advancing too slowly, and luck was not on his side.

"To reward you, I can give you three options. You can choose one," Guo Shuangliang said. "First, I’ll teach you the Six Characters Bright King Curse!"

Peng, Ling Han’s heart couldn’t help but beat in excitement. He really, really wanted to learn.

This was a spirit-type Imperial Technique. Though he had only learnt the "An" character, its might was really out of the ordinary.

If he could learn all of them... that would naturally be great.

However, he did not immediately answer, and was very calm.

What were the remaining two options?

"Secondly, I can send you into the Pool of Life to cultivate for three days," Guo Shuang continued.

"This Pond of Life is nothing like the ones you entered before. Instead, it’s the real Pond of Life that was personally built by the Ancestral Buddha."

"Entering it to temper your physical body can allow you to undergo a complete transformation."

"Though your natural talent in battle is extraordinary, your aptitude is still a little lacking. Through the Pond of Life, it can help you compensate for this weakness."

In this instant, Ling Han was elated.

Pond of Life!

He had waited long enough.

"However, the second option won’t cause an obvious change in your cultivation level. It’ll only strengthen your foundations, and the benefits will only be displayed in the future," Guo Shuang continued.

Ling Han nodded. He was still very calm, and did not speak, though there was no need to consider this at all.

"Thirdly, I can teach you the Kasyapa Dhara Scroll. This is a Saint-level cultivation technique, and using it to cultivate, your advancement will be astonishingly fast," Guo Shuang continued. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

There were three options. The Imperial Technique directly increased battle prowess, and the Six Characters Bright King Curse could clear one’s heart and suppress one’s internal demon. It was definitely not just an ordinary Imperial Technique. In the case of the Pond of Life, one could get a rebirth, and the Saint Technique would allow the advancement of one’s cultivation level to soar.

If it was someone else who had to choose, it would definitely be difficult.

Every single one of them was very useful to him, so how should he choose?

However, Ling Han didn’t need to hesitate at all. He only pondered for a moment before saying, "I choose the second option."

Guo Shuang couldn’t help but nod in approval, saying, "Imperial Technique and Saint-level cultivation technique... you’ll have the chance to obtain them again in the future. However, the earlier one can temper one’s physique, the better it is. Once one misses the opportunity to strengthen their foundations, it’ll be extremely difficult to compensate for their shortcomings in the future. Moreover, the price they’ll have to pay will also be far greater."

"I gave you three options, which is also a test for you. You have passed again."

Er, was this considered a coincidence?

If Ling Han weren’t going to ignite the holy flame, he would have chosen the Six Characters Bright King Curse. This was because he was already freakishly talented, so the Pond of Life’s tempering effects would definitely be ineffective on him. As for Saint-level cultivation technique... wasn’t this a joke?

He himself already possessed battle prowess that could defeat 99% of Saints, so what need was there for him to use a Saint-level cultivation technique?

"Take a bath and fast for three days. I’ll have someone bring you to the Pond of Life," Guo Shuang said. She then turned around to leave.

Ling Han was certain that this must be the personal disciple of Ah Han. Otherwise, even if she was a Saint, how could she possibly possess such great authority, and make major decisions?

It was said that the Buddhist Race also had a personal disciple of the Great Emperor called Shi Gang. This should be the earliest Buddha Son, right?

Ling Han sat down quietly to calm his emotions.

He could finally enter the Pond of Life.

The position of Saint was finally right in front of his eyes.

He was a little excited.

He had indeed taken a bath and fasted. He had done so much foreplay, so how could he fall on the last stage?

Three days later, a young monk came over and brought him to the Pond of Life.

After going through so many twists and turns, they finally arrived at an extremely large temple. Then, the little monk left, and it was an old monk who continued to lead him.

This old monk... was a Saint!

Though his aura was not apparent, and even his back was stooped, looking old and decrepit, just a sliver of aura that would occasionally seep out was incredibly terrifying.

This was a nine-star Saint.

Ling Han thought. It was possible that he was only a sliver away from becoming a Pseudo-Emperor.

However, even though it was only a sliver, 99% of Saints would never be able to touch it.

Moreover, throughout history, how many Saints had managed to become nine-star Saints?

The old monk took a few steps with Ling Han, and immediately began to pant.

"Old man, why don’t you take a rest first?" Ling Han said. Meanwhile, he grumbled in his mind. ’You’re a nine-star Saint, so why are you acting so tired?’

The old monk nodded at him, and really sat on the ground. Then, he said, "In this day and age, there are not many young people that have patience like you."

Ling Han smiled and said, "Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue."

The old monk nodded, and closed his eyes to rest.

Ten minutes, half an hour, three hours!

The old monk seemed to have turned into stone, and actually did not open his eyes again.

Ling Han did not rush him either. He too sat at the sidelines, and waited quietly.

After a whole seven days, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and said, "Aiyo, I accidentally fell asleep."

"It’s fine," Ling Han said with a smile. His expression was calm, and there was no hint of impatience.

This was clearly another test.

Sigh, the people of the Buddhist Race were really petty, and not the slightest bit straightforward.

The old monk stood up and continued forward. However, after taking a few steps, he started to pant again. This time, he didn’t wait for Ling Han to speak before immediately sitting down again and continuing to rest with his eyes closed.

Ling Han smiled, and similarly sat with the other, still having no intention to rush him.

This happened again and again. The old monk would sit down to rest at the drop of a hat, and the time was indefinite. Sometimes, it would only be three minutes, and sometimes, it would be half a month, but no matter how much the old monk sat down at the drop of a hat, Ling Han did not rush him at all.

Just like that, half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

The old monk finally smiled, and said, "Young man, you are not too bad."

Ling Han also smiled, though he was muttering internally, ’If it was not for the Pond of Life, you would have long since been beaten to death, all right?’

The old monk didn’t rest any longer. He brought Ling Han to a Buddha statue, then pointed at it. The Buddha statue immediately turned around, revealing a secret passage.