OBS Chapter 30 Each Person's Fate to Immortality
Chapter 30 Each Person's Fate to Immortality
[Zhang San (Rank D/Wandering Taoist): "Holy crap, you're one of them too, brother upstairs? I was taken to a run-down Taoist temple by a blind old Taoist priest. He said I had potential and taught me a breathing technique."]
"He told me that our sect, I think it's called... the Jie Sect? Anyway, I can breathe fire from my palm now, and ordinary swords and blades can't hurt me at all."
[Wang Wu (Rank F/Refugee at the Foot of Kunlun Mountain): "What is the Jie Sect? I heard from a passing immortal that the most orthodox sect in this world is the Chan Sect of the Jade Void Palace."]
"I've made up my mind. I'll kowtow every three steps, even if I kneel and die at the foot of Mount Kunlun, I will still become a disciple of the Chan Sect!"
[Zhao Ye (Rank E/Son of a Down-on-His-Luck Merchant): "Heh, General Chu, times have changed. Your proud mortal army is nothing but a pile of clay chickens and earthenware dogs before true immortal cultivation techniques."]
Seeing the scrolling text of "Refining Essence into Qi", "Intercepting Sect", and "Chan Sect" on the screen, Chu Tianhe, far away in Chentang Pass, was so angry that he almost smashed the chat channel in front of him.
Suddenly, he realized that his identity as a "Deputy General of the Yin Shang Dynasty" was... not so appealing in the eyes of these explorers who were beginning to come into contact with the real cultivation system?!
These ants, whom he once trampled underfoot, have unexpectedly encountered immortal opportunities one after another.
However, the madness on the channel had only just begun.
[Liu Feng (F-rank/Refugee from Xiniu Hezhou): "Since my brothers are all so open, I won't hide anything either. Actually, I've met a true Buddha today!"]
[Liu Feng: "I was about to starve to death in the desert when suddenly the sandstorm receded, flowers rained down from the sky, and golden lotuses sprang from the ground! A gaunt monk walked up to me."]
[Liu Feng: "He just smiled at me and said, 'Young friend, you have a connection with the West.' Then... he casually pointed, and all the yellow sand turned into pure gold beads!"]
[Liu Feng: "He led me into a sacred mountain, where there were chanting Buddhist scriptures and relics everywhere. He transmitted to me a copy of the 'Eight Heavenly Dragons Great Compassion Mantra,' and now I feel that my physical body is as hard as iron and I have immense strength."]
"Western religion is the eternal God!"
Upon seeing this message, the chat group was silent for a moment, then quickly resumed its debate.
But Lin Yuan, standing atop the immortal mountain, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"Western religion?"
What a clever scheme!
What fast movements!
The world generally believed that the Investiture of the Gods was an internal struggle between the Chan and Jie sects.
Little did they know that the two Western Saints, far away in a barren land, had already sneaked into the East with broken bowls and sacks in hand.
These explorers who descended from Earth were not tainted by the karmic consequences of the primordial land, making them excellent "blank materials" for the Western religion, which was in dire need of expansion.
Immediately afterwards, another message popped up in the server-wide chat.
Wu Gang (Rank E/North Sea Rebel Supply Soldier): "Western Religion, Immortal Cultivation? I think you're all dreaming!"
[Wu Gang: "I was in the North Sea when Grand Tutor Wen's Shang army forced us into the Hundred Thousand Snowy Mountains. You have no idea what kind of monsters lurk here!"]
[Wu Gang: "Yesterday, an avalanche occurred, and I fell into an underground icy abyss. There was no spiritual energy there at all, only an aura of blood and malevolence!"]
"I saw a statue... no, it was the body of a giant, dozens of meters tall, without a head. He was chained to the ground by twelve iron chains, and his hands were gripping a giant axe and a bronze shield."
Wu Gang: "Just one glance at the blood-red totem emanating from his body almost blinded me."
"That indomitable fighting spirit is practically tearing the heavens and earth apart. What kind of hellish place is this?!"
boom!
Upon hearing this message, the explorers in the group who were dreaming of cultivating immortality all shuddered.
It has no head.
Giant axe, bronze shield.
A boundless aura of bloodlust.
Lin Yuan remembered.
"Xingtian?!"
"The Great Witch Xingtian!"
Lin Yuan gasped.
In the ancient Lich War, the twelve Ancestral Witches perished.
Everyone thought the witch clan was extinct, but now we know...
No wonder it took Wen Zhong, the direct disciple of the Golden Spirit Mother of the Jie Sect, a full fifteen years to quell the rebellion of the seventy-two princes of the North Sea.
The army that Grand Tutor Wen fought in Beihai was not some ordinary rebel army at all!
That is the remaining bloodline of the ancient witch clan!
A great calamity is imminent, and demons run rampant.
Not only is the Sage Sect making plans, but even the dying Wu tribe wants to take advantage of the fact that the fate of Cheng Tang is about to end to tear open a bloody path back to the prehistoric world in the North Sea!
Looking at this information, Lin Yuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"The rules of this high-dimensional secret realm, where the strong survive the weak, are indeed quite interesting."
"The world of Investiture of the Gods is vast and boundless, with countless immortal mountains and caves."
"These explorers, randomly deployed around the world, are like bait scattered into a pond."
"As long as the base is large enough, there will always be a few lucky guys who can encounter wandering immortals or get close to the threshold of a major sect."
Just as everyone in the server-wide chat was celebrating obtaining cultivation methods and even starting to compare their sects,...
The official golden account, representing the highest authority on Earth, popped up.
[Blue Star Military Think Tank (Official Agent Account): To all explorers, thank you for your hard work!]
[Blue Star Military Think Tank: Unbeknownst to us, more than half a year has passed since we arrived in this SSS+ level high-dimensional secret realm. There are less than three months left until our one-year term expires and we are forced to return to Blue Star!]
These words quieted down the previously heated channel.
Yes, there are only three months left.
If they can survive these three months, they can return to the main world with extraordinary power and become superior beings!
[Blue Star Military Think Tank: We are very pleased to see that everyone has gradually come into contact with the extraordinary systems of this world!]
【"Refining essence into qi," "Intercepting Sect," "Explaining Sect"... these ancient and profound terms prove that the strategic direction of our Blue Star civilization is absolutely correct.】
[Blue Star Military Think Tank: You are the Prometheus of Blue Star civilization. The sparks you brought back will surely ignite a prairie fire!]
[Blue Star Military Think Tank: The official top order is hereby issued: Everyone must seize these last three months. Spare no effort to explore, seek apprenticeships, and collect as many cultivation techniques, magic weapon fragments, and even immortal herbs and elixirs as possible!]
[Blue Star Military Think Tank: Don't be afraid to die!]
Every word of incantation and every piece of scrap metal you bring back will be the supreme foundation for the rise of the main world.
The nation will forever remember your contributions!
Inside the war zone conference room on the main world Blue Star.
Several veteran members of the think tank stared at the endless stream of cultivation terms on the big screen, their eyes brimming with emotion and tears streaming down their faces.
"We did it...we really did it."
"Although we lost over a hundred S-class powerhouses at the start, and although we misjudged the situation in the Jizhou campaign, leading to the deaths of many explorers... the overall direction was correct."
"Instead of sending these students to their deaths on the front lines, we scattered them like dandelions throughout the mortal kingdoms and deep mountains and marshes."
"Now, these seeds are finally about to sprout!"
An old general suddenly slammed his hand on the table.
"As long as these students can bring back even the most basic cultivation techniques, our Blue Star can usher in a true era of cultivation."
"By then, even when facing those S-rank or higher cataclysmic realms, we will have the possibility of resisting, or even counterattacking..."
however.
The explorers, deep within the secret realm, were amazed by the almost fanatical encouragement from the authorities.
Those who are blinded by the reward may be feeling incredibly excited.
But among the crowd, there are always a few smart people who remain calm.
[Small Group: Ordinary People Helping Each Other] Inside.
[Zhao Ye (Rank E/Son of a Down-on-His-Luck Merchant): "For some reason... watching the think tank's impassioned words, I felt a chill run down my spine. Their official tone makes it seem like they already knew we had access to cultivation techniques?"]
Chen Ping (Rank E/Changfeng Escort Agency): "Brother, watch your words. Is it possible that our chat history is being monitored in real time? But... I have this creepy feeling too."
[Zhao Ye: "Hmph, I see now. We're just stepping stones the authorities have thrown into this deep sea, bait to catch the big fish."]
[Zhao Ye: "They didn't care how many of us died in the process, whether we were treated like monsters and beaten to death, or whether we were kept as slaves."]
[All they care about is what kind of big fish the remaining survivors can catch and bring back...]
[Wang Pangzi (Rank F/Waitress at Chaoge Inn): "My god, Lao Zhao, don't scare me! I'm a scaredy-cat. I don't even dare to leave the kitchen now. The atmosphere in Chaoge City has been terrifyingly oppressive these past few days. I have a feeling something big is about to happen."]
Seeing that his brothers hadn't let their passion cloud their judgment, Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with admiration.
In chaotic times, only those who can see the cruel truth can live a long life.
He typed a few lines in the small group.
Lin Yuan (Rank F/Ordinary Crow): "Saints regard all living beings as ants, and aren't the powerful and wealthy in the main world the same? Remember my words: No matter how strong the cultivation technique or how good the magic weapon, you still need to be alive to practice it."
"Hold on for these last three months! Fatty, guard the inn's kitchen to the death. Old Chen, hide on the outskirts of Zhongnan Mountain. Old Zhao, dig a cellar!"
"Getting back alive is more important than anything else!"
After sending these messages, Lin Yuan decisively closed the chat group.
All he could do was point out a clear path for these few ordinary people who had shown him kindness when he was in a lowly position.