I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 844 - 488: Not Worth Much (2)

However, in this state, time always flies by quickly.

It can be said that in a trance of some understanding, several years had passed before realizing it.

Not to mention a few years, even hundreds of years, for a Great World, is just a blink of an eye.

However, the Great World of Small Knife is different from the ordinary. On the Mortal Soil, a good seed for practicing martial arts has already emerged on the First Layer.

But they are basically natives, the players are somewhat lacking.

It's not that the players are inadequate, but that they encounter too many things and have impure thoughts, making it hard to focus solely on practicing martial arts.

Even if they choose Martial Dao, too many thoughts also lead to an impure Martial Dao Will.

However, despite the emergence of some seedlings, unless Small Knife extracts the Essence Blood of that Unrivaled Martial Artist, there will only be a few like himself, defective Unrivaled Martial Artists of the Sixth Realm, otherwise it is still difficult to break through.

But at least this new generation has the possibility of a breakthrough.

If they can maintain this, Small Knife wouldn't mind extending their Lifespan, of course, in some reasonable way, to avoid polluting their Martial Artist's heart.

When returning to awareness, they had already reached their destination unexpectedly.

In the Outer Battlefield, the Five Heavens Great World used countless time and numerous lives as the cost to build a relatively safe passage and this stronghold.

Small Knife naturally does not have the qualifications to know the specifics, nor know through what means to enter, only knowing that without leading a team, even an Immortal cannot enter.

As for tracking and marking methods, they are all ineffective.

Leaving also requires leading a team.

Now the notice has arrived at the stronghold.

The elder leading the team was already waiting.

Small Knife hurriedly walked out.

As soon as he walked out.

Goodness.

The Grand Array has been lifted, with even stronger array Defense here.

But the internal vision is no longer a problem,

Standing on Dianxian City, not to mention, the other floating Immortal Cities around are also beyond mention, Small Knife was directly shocked at a glance.

In the field of view, it was all wreckage, just like watching other planets on Water Blue Star, those remnants were even more numerous than the full sky of formations.

Filled with a rich sci-fi style.

Moreover, from this perspective, it's estimated that many of the remnant warships are not smaller than planets and possibly even larger.

"Very shocking, isn't it? This was a battle that once turned the Celestial Court into a ruin, those were left by the Outer Celestial Demons." The elder leading the Five Elements Sword Control Sect sighed.

Small Knife naturally understood and also knew here, the Outer Battlefield is just a ruin, along with the remnants of the once-only Great Celestial Realm collapse.

Although understood confidently, seeing it firsthand, the feeling of shock is simply incomparable.

How much Metal would this take?

Even at this level, Metal is worthless, merely a basic currency, the value of those Metal remnants the size of worlds Small Knife couldn't estimate.

"Wanting to get close and survive isn't easy, and on the Outer Battlefield, time and space are distorted, what you see may not be real.

The elder explained to Small Knife, with an implied advisory tone.

The implication is not to be reckless; here, even Immortals dare not be careless, otherwise, even Immortals could die, not to mention him as the Sixth Realm, even as a Daoist, no matter the talent, it's useless.

This stronghold is a floating continent, much larger than a Little World, obviously refined as a Treasure.

Upon inquiry, it is indeed at the Immortal Artifact Level.

This universe, the Great Immortal Realm, the Celestial Court has collapsed.

Immortals are already at the limit, unable to elevate further.

The Immortals existing currently, recorded in ancient books, are merely Mortal Immortals, just newly becoming Immortals, the weakest nonetheless.

Possessing eternal Life, yet they are the weakest Immortals.

Unfortunately now, after the great war, no one has broken through Mortal Immortal level, so all are uniformly called Immortals.

Combat power relies on upbringing and means.

The levels are all the same.

This Outer Battlefield had buried countless powerful beings unreachable now, Mortal Immortals, Human Immortals, Celestial Immortals, Golden Immortals, Daluo,...!

As well as visitors from the Outer Realm, their warships made of Metal, some rare metals bathed in the Outer Battlefield's influence for countless years, contain unfathomable power.

This is the power inherently contained, and only needs guiding to erupt dreadful might.

On the Outer Battlefield, an Immortal may just be a foot soldier, but those famous powerhouses are at most Immortals.

An excellent Treasure, enabling one to fight against thousands, is not an issue.

At present, these matters are still too distant for Small Knife.

Upon arriving at the Sword Heaven stronghold, inner instincts encountered senior Immortals among them.

Only now did Small Knife realize that they considered themselves rather fortunate, having smoothly arrived as part of the team.

Those unlucky encountered Chaos Beasts, such fearless creatures, even when killed, result in heavy losses to oneself.

Here, Small Knife absorbed relevant knowledge.

Gaining a clearer understanding of the Outer Battlefield, he could then freely choose tasks.

Arriving here incurs no expense, but to return, Merit must reach one hundred.

No cost is required to return, but one must have Merit, and it must reach one hundred before returning freely.

This hundred includes spent amounts, as long as the total achieves it.

In the Five Heavens Great World, it's known that those returning from the Outer Battlefield have made fortune, breaking bottlenecks isn't an issue, enough to extend Lifespan by at least a hundred thousand years.

However, typically many leave, with few returning.

The reason is that it's exceedingly difficult to earn Merit.

At this point, Small Knife found himself already meeting the conditions for returning.

Of course, he wouldn't choose to return just like that.

Firstly, Small Knife checked what items Merits could exchange for.

Wow!

Seeing this, finding the cheapest Spiritual Artifact actually only requires ten Merit points?

Originally not caring much about earning those few hundred Merits, now realizing it wasn't little.

Using World Origin Energy as the Core, Celestial Pills refined from many precious Spiritual Objects, taken at the Peak of the Sixth Realm, can boost to the Seventh Realm, extending Lifespan by a hundred thousand years, only fifty Merit points.

Hmm, although there's the downside of future difficulty in breakthrough, those Sixth Realm unable to advance, exhausting their thousand-year Lifespans and near death, do they care about this?

A hundred thousand years of Lifespan.

And mere Longevity Pills solely extending Lifespan costs only twenty Contribution points, without side effects, but effectiveness halves from the second pill onwards.

Too many good things, although extending Life is most appealing, Small Knife wasn't interested, immediately dazzled by assorted Spiritual Items and such.

The most ordinary Sixth Realm Spirit Liquid required the Sixth Realm Earth Vein Extreme Point formation, also needing Water Attribute, nurturing a trace annually, ten thousand years for one portion.

Here surprisingly only needs one Merit point to exchange?

Before leaving, the Sect Elders advised, ordinary Spiritual objects are best sourced from markets, using Merits is too wasteful.

Now it appears to refer to this type of Spirit Liquid.

Subsequently, Small Knife saw so many excellent items, making him enthusiastic; these are enough to rapidly Enhance Power. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

But the premise is sufficient Merit.

These excellent items, not to mention extremely rare ones, even ordinary rare ones are unattainable outside.

For instance, Essence Blood of Unrivaled Martial Artists, naturally removed of consciousness, a Sixth Realm portion requires one hundred Merits, not knowing how many, but no limit on exchange number, nor any requirement.

And oneself having a solid five hundred Merit points could exchange for five portions.

Small Knife calmed himself down, calming down.

Should not rush to exchange; obtaining Contributions is tough, must carefully consider.

Soon, Small Knife examined the task system.

Then gasped.

Many tasks require various qualifications, like the minimum needing Sixth Realm power, guarding the Array Core of a resource point at a valuable extreme point, relatively safe, with no other requirement.

But as long as the resource point remains, the person remains, if the resource point is plundered, the individual must defend.

The task is a minimum of ten thousand years, guarding for ten thousand, still holding, rewards two Merit points.

This shows the difficulty of obtaining Merit through tasks.

The shortest tasks are calculated in ten-thousand-year intervals.

If not for Small Knife having Personal Space, Divine Soul being re-nourished, thus not affected as Clone extending everywhere, allowing up to eight Clones.

He would have directly abandoned tasks, choosing simply to return.

After all, having already earned five hundred Contribution, enough to solidify foundations, physically advance to the Seventh Realm, if easing demands, could enhance further.

So keeping this entity stuck at a task point is possible, mainly depending on whether it's worth it.