Chapter 91: Eastern Continent Champion
2025-08-18 Author: Kindergarten King
Chapter 91: Eastern Continent Champion
The Profound Heaven Fetal Respiration Pill, a seventh-grade top-tier Spirit Pill, is priceless!
However, Chu Huaixu was currently thinking:
“Tenth Elder, are you sure this thing is the most suitable for my current situation?”
“Do you want to take a drop of my vital blood and test it?”
I, myself, am already a prestigious fourth-grade mid-tier Spirit Embryo!
Even so, upon seeing this Spirit Pill, he still felt a bit excited.
Firstly, seventh-grade Spirit Pills are truly very valuable, and they are already in the category of being available for purchase but not in stock.
Besides that, although the Profound Heaven Fetal Respiration Pill is only effective for low-grade Spirit Embryos and has a very high chance of increasing their grade, don’t forget, this Spirit Pill can also heal damaged Spirit Embryos.
When the Pill King first refined this pill, its initial purpose was to solve the problem of cultivators’ damaged Spirit Embryos.
The Spirit Embryo is the foundation of everyone’s cultivation. Once it has a problem, the path of cultivation is equivalent to being completely ruined.
One more Profound Heaven Fetal Respiration Pill is one more layer of insurance.
No one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.
“Having one prepared is extremely good,” Chu Huaixu thought.
“I can also use it to conceal things, making others believe that my advancement to mid-tier Spirit Embryo was due to taking the pill.”
Speaking of which, if this Spirit Pill were given to Liu Tianfeng, who was desperate to save his son, he might even be willing to act like a dog.
At this moment, Chu Huaixu didn’t mind showing his money-grubbing side at all.
Upon seeing the Profound Heaven Fetal Respiration Pill, his expression immediately changed, and his attitude became a few degrees more enthusiastic.
“Tenth Elder, it is too precious!” Chu Huaixu said, but he held the precious pill box tightly.
Chu Yinyin indeed received the signal and understood in her heart: “This disciple is easy to handle, as long as more good things are given.”
A man who has worked as a companion knows very well that you must learn to provide emotional value to women.
If someone gives you something, and you don’t give any emotional feedback, will they continue to give you things?
They might even feel uncomfortable.
But if the emotional value is delivered perfectly, then it’s different. Isn’t this also a form of reciprocation?
Chu Huaixu: This is my way of reciprocating kindness!
Chu Yinyin waved her hand indifferently, as if a seventh-grade top-tier Spirit Pill was nothing in her eyes.
“It’s just a meeting gift, you should accept it.”
Chu Huaixu immediately put it into his Storage Token and intentionally asked in a testing tone, “Then, does this disciple thank Second Martial Aunt?”
This remark amused the old maiden.
“You kid are quite perceptive! But you don’t even have a Senior Disciple Brother yet. Calling me Second Martial Aunt feels a bit strange,” she said with a smile.
If she had a small tail, Chu Huaixu suspected it would be wagging to the sky.
This Tenth Elder, who remained childlike due to her cultivation technique, deliberately imitated the tone of the Enforcement Elder Lu Pan.
“The Daoist Sect has its rules. It’s not too late to call me that after you enter the inner sect.”
She said this verbally, but inwardly, she was already setting off fireworks.
“The chosen savior in the Dao Ancestor’s箴言 will be my disciple from now on!”
“Then, in the future history books of the cultivation world, I should at least be recorded in the annals of history, shouldn’t I?”
Chu Yinyin became more and more pleased with herself!
She felt no pain at all about giving away a Profound Heaven Fetal Respiration Pill.
In fact, Chu Huaixu was right. This Tenth Elder before him was indeed a little rich woman of the Daoist Sect.
The reason was simple: as an elder of the Daoist Sect, the resources she could allocate were terrifying.
Although the path of cultivation requires more heavenly treasures in the later stages.
However, don’t forget, she was unwilling to break through!
Chu Yinyin deliberately remained at the peak of the sixth realm, making no progress in her cultivation for so many years.
Therefore, her treasure consumption was minimal.
Moreover, she didn’t even have a disciple, so no one could share her good things.
Even the Sect Master, Xiang Yan, often lamented in private, “Junior Sister probably has the most cultivation resources stored among all of us.”
At this moment, Chu Yinyin glanced at her future disciple beside her, finding him more and more satisfactory.
“This appearance is also quite good. Just walking out like this won’t make people think I’m humiliating.”
“Unlike the Sect Master, who is ugly himself, his disciples are even uglier. If such a sect master’s direct disciples go out, they represent our Daoist Sect! It’s a complete disgrace!” Chu Yinyin thought to herself.
In any case, she would not accept ugly disciples.
Along the way, since Chu Huaixu had established a close relationship with the Tenth Elder, he naturally began to inquire for information.
“Tenth Elder, for what reason did the Sect Master and the elders summon me to the Purple Bamboo Forest?”
Chu Yinyin waved her hand and said, “The matter on Hidden Spirit Mountain has already been discussed internally. I cannot tell you the specifics.”
“The main reason I called you here today is that the Dao Canon you cultivate is different from others, so we want to ask you some questions. We also want to study it together, which can be considered a form of protection for your cultivation path.”
“This disciple understands.” Chu Huaixu nodded.
After all, the Dao Canon has been studied by the Daoist Sect for thousands of years.
He had cultivated the complete version of the Dao Canon, so it was only natural that the higher-ups would pay attention.
As for the sword on the mountain, Chu Huaixu was actually very curious about what the higher-ups were discussing.
But since Chu Yinyin, the big chatterbox, was unwilling to say anything, he figured he wouldn’t be able to find out and had to give up.
The two landed in the Purple Bamboo Forest, where the Sect Master and others were already waiting.
Chu Huaixu began to pay his respects one by one, appearing very well-behaved and showing reverence in his eyes, a stark contrast to his performance on Hidden Spirit Mountain.
He even secretly glanced at the slender Daoist Nun sitting on the giant rock, his future master who would die tragically in three years.
This reminded him of the posts he had seen on the forum back then.
It was said that after the Seventh Elder passed away, the Tenth Elder Chu Yinyin sat on the giant rock in the Purple Bamboo Forest for a day and a night, neither happy nor sad.
When dawn broke, she walked out of the Purple Bamboo Forest and had entered the seventh realm.
And in just one year, she had cultivated to the peak of the seventh realm.
Chu Huaixu thought, “The future Senior Disciple Brother and Second Martial Aunt should have a good relationship, right?”
The current impression of the Daoist Sect’s higher-ups was that they were harmonious.
But in reality, it was common for higher-ups in many sects to dislike each other and engage in covert struggles.
The larger the sect, the more complex the internal forces.
With a large population in a major sect, the underlings engage in petty jostling, making such situations unavoidable. When the forest is large, there are bound to be all sorts of birds.
But if even the higher-ups were like this, then the overall direction would be problematic, meaning it had rotted to the core.
“It is indeed rare for the higher-ups to be so amicable, like in the Daoist Sect,” Chu Huaixu thought.
“Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the two protagonists of ‘Sword Borrowing Art’ in the Eastern Continent are both set in the Daoist Sect.”
The Daoist Sect’s high-ranking officials were unaware that this outer disciple before them was actually commenting inwardly.
They began to ask questions, inquiring about what happened the first time he cultivated the Dao Canon.
Chu Huaixu was basically clueless.
Because he himself didn’t know!
He had upgraded instantly with the system, and somehow it just happened.
Xiang Yan and the others exchanged glances, unable to draw a conclusion.
“So, the Dao Ancestor… was actually a Body Cultivator? A Body Refining cultivator?”
It wasn’t that they all despised crude Body Cultivators. Well, they did a little.
The main reason was that no canonical texts recorded this!
They were already the leadership of the Daoist Sect, and it can be said that they knew all the thousand-year secrets of the sect.
“Even the Dao Ancestor’s ten direct disciples, our ancestors, never mentioned this point.”
“Whether he had a sword or not, he always insisted that he was a Sword Cultivator.”
“Furthermore, even in his swordless period, he mostly used sword techniques, and later created the first Heavenly-tier Spell – Myriad Swords Return to the Origin!”
Xiang Yan looked up at the sky, feeling his head itch again.
“My head has been itching frequently recently.”
These great cultivators were constantly transmitting messages and holding mini-meetings in front of Chu Huaixu.
After discussing for a long time, they still didn’t dare to jump to conclusions.
The Dao Ancestor is a Body Cultivator?
This is more unconventional than unofficial history!
“But regardless, Chu Huaixu has opened up a new path for the Dao Canon. It’s just unclear whether there will be any impact on subsequent cultivation,” the Grand Elder Lu Pan transmitted.
Xiang Yan nodded slightly and directly said to Chu Huaixu, “Close your eyes, calm your mind, and then mobilize all the Spiritual Power in your body. Let me see.”
“Yes.” Chu Huaixu began to comply.
The giants of the cultivation world stared at him, feeling that the Spiritual Power within him was truly ordinary. To put it nicely, it was balanced and peaceful.
But if the Spiritual Embryo Treasury and the Body’s Spirit Repository were added together, the total amount of Spiritual Power in his body was quite immense and incredibly astonishing.
Recently, he had broken through two more levels, and the gap in the total Spiritual Power in his body compared to other cultivators was actually widening!
“If this can be maintained, when he reaches the realm of a great cultivator, it will be unimaginable!”
After inspecting him one by one, none of them found any problems with Chu Huaixu.
His cultivation foundation was very stable, and every step he took was solid.
Unfortunately, the path of Body Refining would be very arduous, or perhaps it would be more accurate to describe it as painful.
And the higher the stage, the more difficult the advancement would be.
The Sect Master Xiang Yan continued to transmit to the elders, “Fortunately, his current progress is very fast. Perhaps he can reach the third realm by the time the second layer of the Primeval Spirit Realm opens next year?”
The Enforcement Elder Lu Pan added to the Sect Master’s words, “To be precise, he needs to cultivate to the great circle of the third realm to be safe.”
Xiang Yan nodded, but soon felt he was thinking too much, “We still need to take care of the present matters. The most important thing now is to resolve the first layer of the Primeval Spirit Realm, which will open in three months.”
“If he can win first place in the First Realm competition, then this heavy responsibility will fall upon him.”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Chu Huaixu looked at these Daoist Sect seniors, not knowing what they were “plotting.” It was clear they were transmitting messages.
Finally, Xiang Yan’s ugly face showed eager anticipation, and he said in a tone that he thought was earnest, but was actually still unpleasant:
“Chu Huaixu, the First Realm competition of the Eastern Continent is about to begin. We hope you can represent the Daoist Sect and win the championship.”
“Then, go and fight the champion from the Western Continent.”
Because this bald head was too ugly and had a bandit-like appearance, and his voice was also villainous, Chu Huaixu even felt that the Sect Master was threatening him.
“What’s going on? Applying pressure on me right from the start?” He felt a bit confused.
If he didn’t roughly understand Xiang Yan’s character, based on his demeanor just now, it felt like: If you don’t get first place, I’ll kill you!
Chu Huaixu had a memory of the Eastern Continent competition.
However, “Sword Borrowing Art” started its closed beta in November of Xuan Calendar 1990, and its public beta on January 1, Xuan Calendar 1991. So, he had only witnessed the third realm competition the following year.
At that time, players were basically sitting in the audience.
In such a short period, only a very small number of closed-beta players who disregarded consequences and foundations, leveling up recklessly to explore ahead, managed to reach the third realm through system upgrades and were then relentlessly crushed.
Moreover, the accounts of such players were basically half-废, belonging to those who fished with a net.
At that time, everyone only thought that such a grand Eastern Continent competition was “Sword Borrowing Art” showcasing to the players, telling them that as long as they played diligently, they could be this strong in the future and be as cool as them.
Players’ enthusiasm for leveling up was unprecedentedly high! They were completely mesmerized by the high-end special effects in “Sword Borrowing Art.”
“Now it seems it’s not that simple?” Chu Huaixu thought.
“I always feel that the Sect Master’s emphasis on the Eastern Continent competition is not just for the reputation of the Daoist Sect, but for other reasons,” he guessed inwardly.
However, although the public beta of “Sword Borrowing Art” was next year, players had still dug into some plotlines before Xuan Calendar 1991.
Therefore, Chu Huaixu knew very well that the winner of this year’s First Realm Eastern Continent competition and next year’s Third Realm Eastern Continent competition, according to the original plot, was…
—Xu Ziqing!
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