Chapter 325: Chapter 266: 30 Drops of Elixir Tree Juice_2
Luo Yixiu had always believed that if he hadn’t followed his uncle to Lei Nation from among that group of people back then, he should have become a true disciple two years earlier.
However, to his surprise, within a span of just five years, the Loose Cultivator whom he had dismissed as insignificant had already successfully reached the Foundation Establishment.
The severe hierarchical system of the Tianhe Realm and Luo Yixiu’s own pride conflicted. Under Chen Mobai’s teasing gaze and his sister’s continual gestures, in the end, Luo Yixiu had no choice but to bow his head and call Chen Mobai uncle teacher.
“Are you participating in this year’s sect competition?”
Chen Mobai asked. He had only been following the tournament events of his apprentice and a few friends, spending his usual time busy cultivating the Void Spirit Eye with Tree Juice.
“We are participating, and fortunately, we haven’t been eliminated yet.”
The answer was still from Luo Yixuan. Chen Mobai nodded, feeling that it was almost time for his cultivation, so he did not continue catching up with them.
“You’re welcome to visit Xiao Nanshan whenever you have time. You both know Wen Bo and Zhuo Ming.”
After saying this, Chen Mobai let his two apprentices stay and chat with the brother-and-sister duo, and departed directly.
Luo Yixiu stared at Chen Mobai’s retreating figure, his face full of unwillingness.
On the other hand, Luo Yixuan had a gentle conversation with Liu Wenbo and Zhuo Ming, reminiscing about old times.
In the next round of the competition concerning the true disciples, Chen Mobai made sure to watch the whole procedure.
Unfortunately, Liu Wenbo met a powerful opponent and was eventually defeated.
Chen Mobai had been mentally prepared for this eventuality. After comforting his senior apprentice, he turned his attention to the performances of Qi Rui and the others.
This friend, who had failed to become a true disciple several times, finally had a stroke of luck this year. He did not encounter any formidable opponents and managed to secure a place among the twenty-four true disciples.
Ironically, Qi Hou and Xi Jinghuo, the pair of senior and junior brothers, both met strong opponents. The former encountered Mu Yuan while the latter met Li Yixian from the Puppet Department, all of them unfortunately defeated.
The remaining siblings from the Luo family ended their matches in defeat as well, a fact Chen Mobai noted when he cast his eyes their way.
He looked at Luo Yixuan, who had fallen off the stage, and he pondered.
This one could be worth investing in.
…
Inside the Treasure Trove, Chen Mobai opened his eyes. His eyes shone with a clear glint in the dark, exceptionally striking.
Looking up, he saw the Device Nurturing Sphere buried in the Red Iron Mine above his head as if it were transparent, revealing everything inside it to him.
He saw the broken Flying Sword inside, every pattern on its surface, and every nick on the blade appearing clearly in his vision.
Chen Mobai also noticed two small characters engraved on the hilt of the sword.
Red Copper!
This must be the name of this Flying Sword.
Searching online at school, he discovered that more than two hundred years ago, there had been a genius in The Sword Control Department whose Flying Sword bore this name.
This genius had reached the 9th Realm of Foundation Establishment before he passed away. Unfortunately, his lifespan was not long, and he joined the war for a last-ditch attempt at survival.
Unfortunately, all that was sent back to the Immortal Gate after he passed was this broken Flying Sword.
If it was intact, this would be a Rank-2 top-grade Flying Sword, even mightier than the Flying Sparrow Hairpin.
Thinking of this, Chen Mobai felt regret.
He withdrew the Void Spirit Eye, and according to the description of this Cultivation Technique, he should have reached the intermediate accomplishment stage.
This was even more profound than what Shi Qujin had reached after a lifetime of cultivation.
Through this experience, Chen Mobai’s understanding of the advantages he held became even clearer and more profound.
Within just a half-year period, he had enhanced the Void Spirit Eye to a level beyond what Shi Qujin had achieved in decades of laborious cultivation, all with the help of the Tree Juice.
He was reliant not on talent, understanding, dedication or hard work.
It was resources!
He must maintain this advantage, ensuring that he stays ahead by utilising the resources from the Tianhe Realm and Divine Wood, within the Immortal Gate.
After firming up his resolve, Chen Mobai turned his attention to the eight Dead Seal Device Spheres Mi Yudao had found.
The completed Void Spirit Eye allowed him to see the sealed Device Nurturing Spheres as clearly as the lines on his palm.
Using the vast information in the Map of Treasures, he recognized the bell magic artifact as the Soul Capture; a rank-2, intermediate-grade weapon designed for mental attacks.
Of course, the most valuable was the pagoda, surprisingly a Rank-2, high-grade defensive artifact. If he couldn’t find a Rank-3 artifact, then Chen Mobai thought he could open this one with a device piece.
There was no detailed information on the Jade Page Book in the Map of Treasures, but according to the student council’s calculations, it should be a rare Formation Device.
However, he had no idea which formation was sealed inside, so its grade and value could not be deduced.
Even his Void Spirit Eye was helpless, the only way to confirm it was to cut it open.
The Water Divider Fork, on the other hand, was a Rank-2 high-grade, but such a magic artifact required long-term training to use, which Chen Mobai naturally had no interest in.
After examining the four seals, Chen Mobai viewed the four dead-sealed Device Nurturing Spheres.
One in the underground undercurrent, he could now clearly make out its contours—it was a box. He tried to peer further into it with his Void Spirit Eye but found it was still chaotic.
As expected, it seemed a bit difficult to see through the dead seal completely.
Chen Mobai wasn’t discouraged, after all, the potency of the Tree Juice he had fused into his skull, although it had fully integrated with his bone marrow, had not yet fully released to permeate both his Spirit Eyes. In time, his Void Spirit Eye would reach a higher level.
Then he examined the other three.
The round magic artifact seemed to be a ball. He searched the Map of Treasures and found six similar artifacts, but none were Rank-3, so Chen Mobai didn’t waste his Divine Sense and Spiritual Power.
The other two were a pot and a flute.
Chen Mobai found that among Rank-3 magic artifacts, one was shaped like a pot, called the “Saro Pot”. It absorbed the fiery energy from the depths of the Treasure Trove and when released, it could transform into a hundred-meter-long fire mist, powerful enough to melt gold and boil stones.
There were also two flute-shaped Rank-3 artifacts, but Chen Mobai had no interest in the sound path, so he didn’t bother comparing the information in the Map of Treasures.
But that pot, he’ll have to look at it again in the future when his Void Spirit Eye upgrades to the next level.
If he could confirm that it’s a Rank-3 Saro Pot, he would definitely choose it.
After looking through eight Device Nurturing Spheres, Chen Mobai felt a novel sensation. He wanted to go and look at the dead-sealed spheres hanging around the student council’s place, but the moment the thought arose, he felt a heavy sense of fatigue in his head.
After the enhancement of the Void Spirit Eye, each activation required more Divine Sense and Spiritual Power. As he intensely observed the Device Nurturing Spheres, he was unconsciously drained of over half his Divine Sense.
He laid down a formation on the spot and meditated to recover. Just as Chen Mobai was about to go to the student council’s place in the Treasure Trove, his phone lit up with a message.
It was from Che Yucheng.
He said that arrangements for the Alliance Exchange Meeting at Crimson City Cave were done and asked him to come over to take care of the procedures.
He almost completely forgot about it.
Chen Mobai rode his “Red Misty Cloud Silk” out of the Treasure Trove and headed to Building No. 1.
To his surprise, another familiar face was in Che Yucheng’s office.
“Long time no see, Professor Bian.”
Upon seeing Chen Mobai, Bian Yiqing smiled and nodded, saying hello.
He was a music professor, and since Chen Mobai didn’t enroll in any elective courses in that field, it was the first time they had met in Daoist Academy after parting ways in Red Sandstone City five years ago.
“For Crimson City’s 6000th anniversary, a VIP from Xianwu Hall will be attending. The City Lord of Crimson City invited Professor Bian to arrange for the program, so he took on the responsibility of leading our school as well, saving us the trouble of appointing two people,” Che Yucheng quickly explained. Naturally, Chen Mobai’s name was also on the attendance list for the Dance Tool Dao Academy’s celebration.
“Thanks for your hard work, Professor.”
Having said that, Chen Mobai just stood on the spot.
Since he was the one who brought up the idea of participating, he could only face the music now.
“Although I’m leading in name, the management of you students will be the responsibility of the student council, and they might contact you later.”
Bian Yiqing mentioned, and Chen Mobai nodded.
“Alright, you can go now.”
It seemed Che Yucheng still had things to talk about with Bian Yiqing, so he waved his hand to signal that Chen Mobai could leave.