NOVEL NEXT Chapter 302 Simulation: Trial Ends
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3 p.m.
A bright light flickered within the Ming Lun marks of all inner court students.
Selection for the Taixu Illusory Realm!
Commence!
Everyone connected with their Ming Lun marks and entered the selection realm for the Taixu Illusion.
Each person entered a separate room, which was blank and devoid of others.
In an instant, many were expelled.
Reason: insufficient life force.
Life force below 5 was not up to standard, consequently, most inner court students lasted only a second in the Taixu Illusory Realm.
"A life force above 5 is required to take part in the tests?"
"The Cultivation World is really very powerful!"
"I wonder if a life force above 5 will definitely be selected?"
"Damn it! My life force is 4.9, just short by 0.1, give me a chance!"
Most students lamented before returning to their regular classes—after all, classes still needed to be attended, and because of that wasted second, many were likely to be late.
Keep in mind, Ming Lun's curriculum requires running to classes, and as the grade level increases, the distance to the classroom where the teacher is also changes, never allowing students to arrive easily.
Unless, there is an exception like Su Jie among the students.
At the moment, Su Jie sized up the blank space around him and felt his own body, discovering that his true body had entered, which meant that when going to the Cultivation World, the true body would also pass through.
The true body journeying forth is different from the perfect adaptation possible when the spirit evolves the physical body; on the contrary, there may be some troubles.
For example: differences in environment lead to different bacteria, which may cause illness.
"However, with my life force, as long as it's not some world-ending virus, I should be able to adapt," Su Jie squeezed his fist, "The more powerful the life force, the stronger the adaptability—like the principal and vice-principal, who can survive in the vacuum of space."
[Life force 49+, meets the standard, proceed to the second round of testing.]
A mysterious voice echoed in the space, and then a youth with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes appeared before Su Jie.
"Do I have to defeat this guy?"
As Su Jie thought this, watching the youth dressed in what resembled Daoist robes, the other party thrust a sword and a white light shot past Su Jie's right ear.
It wasn't that the other party missed, but that Su Jie had tilted his head at the last moment to dodge the strike!
Life force 10.
Su Jie had already determined the other's strength, lightly tapped his foot, and in an instant was in front of his opponent.
Bang!
A punch was thrown, and he passed by.
The opponent hadn't even reacted before vanishing into smoke.
[Second round of testing, passed!]
[Commence the third round!]
Next, another cultivator appeared, but this figure's life force fluctuation was 20, a powerhouse of the embryonic breath level.
Embryonic breathing has three divisions: mental breath, divine breath, and primordial respiration.
This person was a cultivator; in the terms of cultivators, it's like the early, middle, and late stages of the Nascent Soul.
A life force of 20 is roughly between mental breath and divine breath.
Bang!
Again, a punch!
This cultivator with a life force of over 20 had his physical body shattered by Su Jie, but he hadn't died. The exposed holy embryo (Nascent Soul), wielding an energy-state magical treasure, charged towards him.
"Nascent Soul leaving the body?"
Su Jie was startled, but then quickly reacted, using the power of his spirit to immobilize it and then...
Boom—
The Nascent Soul actually self-destructed!
In a flash, a powerful energy burst forth, sending Su Jie, who had just reacted, flying. His clothes were impacted and shredded.
"Cough Cough!"
Su Jie slowly stood up, feeling a bit of pain, and thought to himself, "The Nascent Soul, similar to the holy embryo, cannot remain out of body for long. But if I go to the Cultivation World, I must be wary of such unexpected self-destruction."
The force was comparable to a nuclear explosion!
Had it not been for his timely reaction just now, he truly could have been reduced to ashes.
Still, even so, the spread of the energy burst was faster than his flying speed, even blowing him away.
[Third round, passed!] Your support on M|V|L8EMPYR keeps this series going.
At that moment, a ray of light descended from the void, healing the injuries on Su Jie's body and even restoring his torn clothes, making him feel mystified.
"With such ability, I guess even if turned into pieces, it could restore me," he pondered.
[Commence the fourth round!]
Then, another cultivator descended, with a life force fluctuation reaching 30.
"Does the life force increase by 10 points each round?" Su Jie analyzed the situation, but felt somewhat troubled, "So how many rounds are needed to pass the test?"
In Su Jie's view, if all enemies were as strong as this, the other students, including Jiang Wudao and the Feng Family's three brothers, couldn't possibly pass the second round.
The battle begins!
With the lesson learned from the previous cultivator, Su Jie had a method of response this time—directly casting out his flying sword, piercing through the opponent's physical body, and even eliminating the Nascent Soul in an instant to prevent any possibility of self-destruction.
The Nascent Soul, a combination of energy and thought, once exploded, can radiate intense light and heat.
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However, this was not a bomb; to self-destruct, the Nascent Soul's owner needed to control it themselves. Otherwise, even if the Nascent Soul was obliterated, no explosion would occur.
After all, who would implant a Nascent Soul within themselves that was unstable and could detonate violently at the slightest touch?
They weren't kamikaze warriors.
Thinking of kamikaze warriors, Su Jie felt that perhaps, in the Cultivation World, there indeed existed those who had Nascent Souls implanted within them and were then used as human bombs, or perhaps human-like puppets that were constructed with Nascent Souls sealed within them.
Caution was necessary!
With the end of the fourth round, the fifth round began, and just as Su Jie had expected, the cultivators in the fifth round had reached a life force of 40...
The sixth round, life force 50...
The seventh round, life force 60...
The eighth round, life force 70, who were already forgetfulness-level powerhouses; if placed in the Cultivation World, they would be at the Divinity Transformation level, but they were still taken down by Su Jie.
Of course, Su Jie was not unscathed; only his head remained intact on his body.
But under the surreal glow of the Taixu Illusory Realm, his shattered flesh reformed, and his energy was restored. Even amidst the brink of life and death, Su Jie felt his life force break through by 0.1, reaching 49.9, just a mere 0.1 away from 50.
However, in Su Jie's view, to fully break through to 50, he needed to advance into the Embryo Respiration.
"Huff—"
[The ninth round, begin!]
Facing a cultivator with a life force of 80 at the forgetfulness level, Su Jie summoned thirty-six flying swords and released his heart soul power, forming a moonscape over a lotus pond.
Lotus leaves floated beneath his feet, swaying in the wind.
Above his head, the moon was guarded by stars, twinkling gently.
In the silence, the lotus leaves transformed into flying swords, shooting towards the cultivator.
The opponent merely widened their eyes, causing the thirty-six flying swords to freeze mid-air, and with a wave of his energy, he shattered Su Jie's mental illusion.
All turned to naught.
"A life force of 80, nearly twice mine, this gap is not something that treasures can compete with, to win, perhaps only self-destruction will do," Su Jie sighed, his eyes sharp as he summoned the thirty-six flying swords, aiming them at himself to shoot.
The cultivator seemed to possess great intelligence, startled by Su Jie's actions.
A suicidal attack?
"When I first learned martial arts, I practiced the Eight Extremes Fist, but later I found that, Chu Tiange, the Heart Intent Fist, suited me better," Su Jie muttered as if in contemplation, all of a sudden throwing a punch that shattered the thirty-six flying swords into the purest form of energy, then gathered it into the fist wind.
Hymn!
In an instant, the immense heart soul power also merged into the fist, creating a truly concrete world—
Flora, fauna, insects, fish, humans... forests, deserts, oceans, societies... history, culture, tradition, civilization.
Everything culminated in one punch.
All Things Return to the Dao!
Bang!
With that one punch, all the beings within the fist also launched the same punch!
What a spectacular sight!
It was as if within the vast world, all living creatures had been influenced by Su Jie, clenching their fists, bringing together all their determination beyond everything else, and focusing all their strength into one point.
Rumble!
It was like the dawn of Primordial Chaos!
The cultivator's heart soul shook, fractured, and dispersed...
Following this, their physical and Dao bodies collapsed...
After the punch, Su Jie's body also dissipated and broke apart, but in this illusory realm, all injuries could heal, so Su Jie quickly recovered.
"That punch was my limit!"
Su Jie felt his physical body anew, having a whole new understanding of his punches, "But I should be more careful in the future; basing it on the Three Lives Three Teachings Fist, this move is powerful but my body can't handle it."
To unleash that punch, he naturally relied on the Three Lives Three Teachings Fist as the foundation; otherwise, Su Jie would not have been able to express such an exhausting punch that drained his heart soul, physical body, and energy.
It was the might of manifest sanctity!
However, Su Jie couldn't proceed with the ninth round, as he had been judged to have died together with his opponent.
A ray of light descended, and Su Jie arrived in another space, where ten people were already waiting, including familiar faces like Jiang Wudao, Feng Yuxuan, Feng Qianzang, and Feng Hengyi.
"Su Jie, you're too slow," Jiang Wudao approached, followed closely by the three Feng brothers.
"Humph, it seems we are a cut above when dealing with cultivators," Feng Hengyi crossed his arms and looked down at Su Jie, seemingly regaining his pride.
"I perished together with the ninth round cultivator," Su Jie asked, "And you?"
The ninth round?
Jiang Wudao and the others exchanged glances, unwilling to speak.
They could somewhat guess what level the ninth-round cultivator was, a life force of 80! The realm of forgetfulness!
Su Jie was actually able to contend with forgetting!
Even for those who were newly entering the forgetfulness of the Oblivion level, these were existences beyond their imagination!
"Impressive!" Jiang Wudao couldn't help but raise his thumb, genuinely respecting Su Jie from the bottom of his heart, no longer wishing to compare himself.
"Who are these?" Su Jie looked the other six, even seeing another acquaintance.
Jiang Wudao introduced them: "They are Li Ziming, Teng Qingshan, Du Ziteng, Wang Wei, Luo Xiang, Ye Fan, among them, you should know Li Ziming."
Su Jie nodded, Li Ziming had illegally teamed up with him in the final match of the Supreme Cup, naturally he remembered.
As for the others, they were all "celebrities."