Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Even if unwilling, they had to admit they had never seen the vistas of the Great Universe. In the eyes of those who traversed the stars at will, they were just a group of natives who hadn't seen much of the world.

In the universe, there exist beings capable of casually obliterating the entire Dongyuan Realm, a realm they could hardly imagine.

"Although that demon acted recklessly, he also greatly helped our Human Race. If it weren't for him severely injuring the Beast Emperor years ago, our days wouldn't be as good as they are now."

Wan Qiong took a deep breath and said solemnly, "The Beast Emperor has not appeared for over a thousand years; we don't know how well his injuries have healed. My Wan Clan doesn't want to miss this opportunity, to spare his life or not, Zheng Chu, please make a decision soon."

"Spare him," Shan Xun said without any hesitation. She wanted the secrets that Zheng Chu carried; this might help her break through her current limits and step into a new realm.

"In that case, I won't say much more."

Yan Bi immediately stood up, looking at Wan Qiong, "Since he is now with the Wan Clan, let him continue to stay among the Wan Clan. If there is anything needed for his cultivation practice in the future, let me know at any time."

Right now, Zheng Chu's strength was too weak; he didn't know when he would be ready. He had already prepared himself to wait a thousand years.

In decisions concerning the survival or extinction of a clan, the three prominent clans quickly reached a consensus.

This was almost an inevitable choice.

Before leaving, Shan Xun hesitated and said, "Should someone be sent to protect him? If by any chance he dies..."

"A being from the Alien Realm capable of crossing the starry skies to here will not be so weak."

"You are overthinking it."

Yan Bi and Wan Qiong shared the same opinion; the impression that demon had left on them was too deep. He alone had ventured into the Thirteen Wastelands, breaking through the Seven Desolations, and severely wounding the Beast Emperor. Such achievements were unprecedented.

Their logic in his actions, they simply could not understand; he was either seeking death or on the way to seeking death, without a moment's pause.

If it weren't for his constant desire for death, it would be impossible for anyone to kill him.

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The gathering of strong individuals from the three clans soon dispersed.

This place was the stronghold of the Wan Clan. Wan Qiong had not left; he returned to the residence of the Wan Clan.

Wan Jue stood at the doorway, watching Wan Qiong slowly return, then approached somewhat nervously:

"Grandfather..."

The finest warriors of the three major clans had all gathered here, a scene she had never seen before. The last time this occurred was probably a thousand years ago.

"Zheng Chu is still alive, don't worry."

Wan Jue immediately breathed a sigh of relief, a trace of joy flashing in her eyes, "Then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wan Qiong shook his head and interrupted, "I disagree."

"Why?"

Wan Jue's eyes were full of questions; she had never seen her grandfather adopt such an uncompromising attitude before.

"You are not from the same world as he is. Do you know what his nature is like? Whether he is man or ghost? How could you marry and have children?"

Wan Qiong stated bluntly, "There is no possibility between you and him. Stop it here. I will personally pick a few for you later, and you can choose. Remember, starting today, you must not provoke Zheng Chu again, or I will break your legs and lock you in a beast cage."

"..."

Wan Jue was silent for a while, then nodded, "I remember."

Wan Qiong nodded in satisfaction and said no more, walking away slowly.

The beings from the Alien Realm pose too many uncontrollable risks, and it's also unknown how long they will stay in this world. If he were like that demon from a thousand years ago, it would be too cruel for Wan Jue.

After all, she was his own bloodline; he could not stand by and watch Wan Jue stray from the right path.

After Wan Qiong left, Wan Jue's eyes shifted slightly, and the corners of her mouth gradually curled up.

Confronting her grandfather openly would be foolish; waiting until everything settled down to confront him was not too late.

At a young age, she had already drawn the attention of the leaders of the three clans; the man Wan Jue had chosen must be extraordinary.

At this moment, Wan Qiong's reminder that 'they were not from the same world' had already been completely dismissed by her.

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Having entered the hunting grounds for the second time, Chu Zheng's mindset had undergone many transformations.

Most of his attention was focused on the reactions of the three tribes' alliance; if all could become his support, then he might have a chance to take over most of the incense power in the Dongyuan Realm.

This was a Great Realm with a vast population, counting in the billions; if he could completely conquer it, his cultivation level would likely enter a considerably long period of explosive growth.

After stepping into the Refine Spirit Realm, Chu Zheng moved through the hunting grounds with much less urgency.

With the cultivation of the Refine Spirit Realm and the great divine abilities of the Nine Orifices Golden Core in hand, ordinary Fifth Order Savage Beasts were nothing more than trivial in his eyes, effortlessly eradicated.

Nourished by a vast amount of flesh and essence, his physique grew extremely fast.

Along with the nourishment of his Primordial Spirit, less than a year after his second entry into the hunting grounds, his physique had surpassed the limits of adulthood and entered the prime of life.

Chu Zheng had never practiced the Martial Path; his original self had only cultivated a Martial Dao Divine Ability "Slaughter Blood Descending Dragon."

His current formidable physical body had already far surpassed his original self, but compared to Martial Cultivators, there was still quite a gap.

He had seen with his own eyes the Blood Qi of a Martial God, which he was far from reaching even if one day he stepped into the Sixth Order.

A Fifth Order cultivator in his early teens, having cultivated for only six years, was undoubtedly Chu Zheng's most rapidly growing incarnation, including his original self, all thanks to a single Nine Orifices Golden Core.

With a Golden Core swallowed into his belly, he first realized that his fate was not dictated by the heavens; this was not an empty phrase.

A Golden Core was sufficient to elevate someone to high heights instantaneously.

In the following days, Chu Zheng explored the surroundings of the temple he had discovered earlier, trying to find some traces of that Mysterious Immortal, but he constantly came up empty.

Apart from the Nine Orifices Golden Core he had obtained, the Mysterious Immortal had left no traces, as if vanishing into thin air.

However, Chu Zheng always felt something was amiss. The Golden Core had just happened to be in this place and happened to fall into his hands; it was a little too coincidental.

It was just like with Zhao Tingxian previously, as if someone had arranged everything in advance.

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"Woo—"

The heavy sound of a horn came from afar. Above the vast sky, the Heavenly Pheonex Flying Boat crossed the heavens, its long cry resonating between heaven and earth like a hundred phoenixes passing by.

This was the signal for recall; this Great Beast Hunting Festival was coming to an end. Read the latest on empire

All cultivators from the tribes, upon hearing the signal for return, had to withdraw immediately without any delay.

Around the entire hunting ground, there was an even broader battle line; this line ensured that no large number of peak phase Savage Beasts could enter the hunting grounds.

The sounding of the recall signal meant that this line could no longer hold up and could no longer block peak phase Savage Beasts from entering.

If someone was too slow, they would become prey for the retaliating Savage Beasts.

After every Great Beast Hunting Festival, Savage Beasts would have an extremely fierce retaliation; offspring were equally important for Savage Beasts.

During the Hunting Festival, countless pregnant Savage Beasts would die in the skirmishes, a loss that was hard for the entire group of Savage Beasts to bear.

At least, the Beast Kings among them could not tolerate such provocation and would organize a beast wave to attack the Nine Domains.

This was a dispute that occurred every dozen years or so; all tribes had become accustomed to it.

After the Great Beast Hunting Festival, a more terrifying war ensued, lasting at least three to five years, and only after the beast wave would there be a rare period of peace.

Upon hearing the recall signal, Chu Zheng did not hesitate; he immediately gave up his search for further clues and began his return journey.

During this period, he had hunted many Savage Beasts, accumulating a lot of essence and blood, enough to last him for a while.

There were plenty of opportunities in the subsequent beast wave; there was no need to rush.

He also needed some time to rest and prepare some strategies.

Now that he had entered the Refine Spirit, he had sufficient ability to refine some astonishingly powerful Dao Weapons. Whether used for arranging formations or for slaughtering enemies, they could significantly increase his arsenal.