Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 422 - 292 The Battle is Imminent_2

Chapter 422 -292 The Battle is Imminent_2

Engaging in cultivation here yielded minimal results, so he fortunately spent most of his time on alchemy and talisman painting, earning favors and making a fortune simultaneously, truly killing several birds with one stone.

Why say that the effectiveness of cultivation was so meager?

It was only after coming here that one realized when tens of thousands of cultivators gathered in a place that spanned merely a thousand miles, an artificial “vacuum” zone of Spiritual Energy was actually created.

Imagine tens of thousands of cultivators cultivating at the same time, the volume of Spiritual Energy they inhaled and exhaled was indeed terrifying!

This abnormal phenomenon also led to a significant increase in the average prices of Spirit Pills and Spirit Stones, making the black market even more bustling.

As a result, many forces benefited, and the Xinglong Zhao family was one of them.

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Five months later, there were eighteen days left until the Nine Stars Alinement.

The Sect Alliance issued a martial law order, the underground black market was banned, all personnel from various forces were on standby, and were not permitted to move around without orders.

At the same time, the number of Cloud Boats criss-crossing the sky increased, and dense spirit light messages wove into rivers of light across the heavens, a spectacular sight.

The movement between major powers became more frequent, with various planning and preparation meetings being held all day and night.

For the safety of his family members, Zhao Sheng had to actively participate in various meetings, while gathering as much intelligence as possible from sources like the Dong family, Zhao Xuanjing, and Beggar Immortal.

After days of information analysis and summary, Zhao Sheng maintained an overall optimistic attitude.

After all, the Sect Alliance had truly invested a great deal of effort and capital for the great battle between the two realms.

Whenever he saw resources calculated in hundreds of millions of Spirit Stones being consumed like running water every day, Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but be astonished.

There were ten days left until the Nine Stars Alinement.

That noon, Zhao Sheng was inspecting the Xinglong Army.

After nearly a year of life-and-death trials, Zhao’s Taoist Soldiers had undergone a transformation akin to rebirth. The soldiers learned to conceal their aura, appearing ordinary and lazy, no longer always sporting the serious, murderous demeanor.

But it was this lazy attitude that was truly fearsome because it meant that the group before him feared nothing and regarded life and death as trivial.

As Zhao Sheng was inspecting everyone, suddenly, a voice of praise came from the sky, “Excellent, truly excellent!”

As soon as the words fell, the Beggar Immortal, dressed in a golden robe and belt, had already landed beside Zhao Sheng.

Accompanying him was the Zhao family’s Ocean Stabilizing Pillar, Zhao Xuanjing.

The arrival of both Nascent Soul Ancestors today surprised Zhao Sheng.

“Master, Ancestor, what brings you here? The Alliance is allowing people to leave?” Zhao Sheng greeted them, his tone tinged with a hint of doubt.

As a Divine Craftsman, Zhao Xuanjing’s busyness could hardly be described by the phrase “having a multitude of tasks.”

Theoretically, as the great battle approached, Zhao Xuanjing should have been busier than ever.

“Qingyang, the training of the Taoist Soldiers is quite impressive! You have indeed never disappointed this old man,” Zhao Xuanjing expressed his admiration candidly.

“Qingyang dares not take credit. Today’s success is due firstly to the example set by the Ancestor and secondly to the dedication of all our clan members!” Zhao Sheng replied modestly.

At this moment, Beggar Immortal suddenly interjected, “Alright, we barely managed to find some time to come here, let’s not waste it.

Disciple, quickly find a secluded place; Xuanjing and I have something important to discuss with you.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng’s heart tightened.

He didn’t dare delay, and after instructing the Taoist Soldiers to disperse, he immediately led the two into a watchtower.

The thickness of the Golden Wall exceeded sixty feet, with countless Hidden Soldier Caves, secret chambers, storehouses, and other rooms inside.

The three of them picked a secret chamber,

Once inside, Zhao Xuanjing waved his hand, and a yellowish barrier suddenly rose up on all four sides, instantly isolating the secret chamber from the outside world.

Once the three took their seats on cushions, Zhao Xuanjing began to reveal some confidential matters to Zhao Sheng.

It turned out that the Sect Alliance had secretly prepared several confidential plans for the great battle between the two realms.

Among them, the plan known as Infinite Merit was one Zhao Sheng was aware of.

Among these plans, there was a secret plan that involved Zhao Sheng.

Beggar Immortal and Zhao Xuanjing felt that it was a matter of great significance and could not make decisions on behalf of Zhao Sheng, so they had come especially to ask for his opinion.

After Zhao Xuanjing finished introducing the plan named Stealing Heaven and Changing Day, Zhao Sheng couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up to the outrageous ideas of certain Divinity Transformation True Monarchs.

Recalling the scene he witnessed in the Ghost Chi Cave, he belatedly realized that he had actually been caught up in it for a long time.

The so-called Stealing Heaven and Changing Day plan was essentially a cross-realm smuggling operation.

Back then, the Great Chi Jian had tried to take advantage of the spatial instability of the Ghost Chi Cave Heaven and attempted to create another Time-Space Rift.

However, led by True Monarch Xie of the Supreme Sensing Sect, a number of Divinity Transformation True Monarchs came up with the ingenious idea of using this method as well.

But instead of creating a Time-Space Rift, they planned on tearing open a temporary space-time channel, allowing a group of people to smuggle into the Netherworld Ghost Realm.

As for why True Monarch Xie and the others would do such a thing? Zhao Shengsheng didn’t know yet, but his inclusion on the list of potential smugglers was undeniably true.

Seeing Zhao Sheng’s shocked expression, the Beggar Immortal advised, “Disciple, there’s no need to worry too much. You are only a backup option for now. When exactly to proceed? Whether it will succeed? It’s all still uncertain. And even at the last moment, it may not turn out to be your turn.

Nevertheless, you should be prepared. I’ve heard Master Xie is quite fond of you. It was he who personally decided to include you in this plan.”

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng was somewhat at a loss for words, feeling some things seem doomed by fate.

If he hadn’t been tricked by the Huan Die, he wouldn’t have ended up under True Monarch Xie’s wing, and he wouldn’t have caught the True Monarch’s attention.

Back then, he had wondered why such a high-ranking Divinity Transformation True Monarch was so easy to deal with, only to find out they had been waiting for him.

Indeed, there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world!

Now it seems that the Corpse Demon Purgatory Map was also deliberately given to him, and not simply exchanged for a poem.

The life-saving grace of a Divinity Transformation True Monarch couldn’t be easily repaid; it might even cost him his life to do so.

After his initial shock, Zhao Sheng quickly calmed down and even began to feel eager to try it.

He wasn’t afraid of dying, for he could always start over.

Rather than death, he was more interested in the benefits that smuggling into another realm could bring.

“Could it be that it’s already beginning, sowing seeds across countless realms? Not bad, quite impressive,” thought Zhao Sheng suddenly, a strange idea surfacing in his mind.

Comparing with the Beggar Immortal’s implicitly expressed approval, Zhao Xuanjing was more interested in Zhao Sheng’s opinion: “Qingyang, what do you think then?”

Without much consideration, Zhao Sheng quickly replied, “I have no objections to the plan. That Master Xie holds me in such high regard comes as quite a surprise to me. If they truly want me to go, then I will go.”

“What if you never return?”

“Then I shall not return!”

Truth be told, Zhao Xuanjing was very reluctant deep down for his prodigy to take part in the Stealing Heaven and Changing Day plan.

The first batch of participants was likely to be cannon fodder scouting ahead for the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs.

But an arm can’t twist a thigh.

Even though he had advanced to Nascent Soul, he was utterly powerless to defy the will of a Divinity Transformation True Monarch.

The Beggar Immortal patted Zhao Sheng on the shoulder, praising, “My disciple, you truly have admirable aspirations, a hundred times stronger than your master was back in the day. If you can return successfully in the end, your future is bound to be limitless!”

“Master, you flatter me. I’m like a duck being forced onto a perch, I have no choice,” Zhao Sheng said, spreading his hands and showing a helpless expression.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuanjing inwardly shook his head and stopped discussing the matter, suddenly changing the topic to inquire about another issue.

“Qingyang, what do you think of the Infinite Merit plan? The sect master personally came to persuade me, making three visits to my straw hut. The Master has also agreed.

The benevolence of a teacher is like a mountain! I truly could not refuse and had to agree to participate.

But I only represent myself; if the family is unwilling, I will step forward and decline on your behalf.”

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng suddenly turned to look at the Beggar Immortal and asked, “Master, have you joined this as well?”

“Alas, your master owed the Purple Sun Sect several big favors back in the day, and now it’s time to repay them. If we really counter-attack the Netherworld Ghost Realm, I’m afraid as the old Beggar, I might be among the first to charge into the Time-Space Rift.”

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng further inquired, “Then do you see promise in this plan?”

The Beggar Immortal grinned, showing a resigned expression, “Your master can’t be sure either. However… the concentration of Spiritual Energy in the Netherworld Ghost Realm is indeed much higher than in the Tianzhu Realm…”

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Though the Master didn’t finish speaking, Zhao Sheng already understood the implications, and immediately shook his head at Zhao Xuanjing, saying firmly, “We won’t bet on this game!”

“Alright, if it’s no bet, then it’s no bet!”