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Chapter 1498: Chapter 811: Island Master
Inverted Mountain.
Three years have passed, and the ground, once littered with scattered stones, is now flat and clean. The useless stones have all been thrown out of the mountain, while the useful ones have been collected and piled into several small heaps according to their types.
The dozen or so simple stone houses, after some restoration by their owner, are now looking completely new.
When Zhao Sheng reappeared here, this was the dramatically transformed scene he witnessed.
Bam!
As if sensing someone’s arrival, the ground cracked open with a bam, and a pebble jumped out, landing heavily three steps away from Zhao Sheng.
"Oh my, I didn’t mistake you for someone else. You’ve finally come. How many Top-grade Spirit Stones did you bring this time?"
Zhao Sheng untied the bundle at his waist and said, "No Top-grade Spirit Stones this time, but I do have about a hundred Mid-grade Spirit Stones. Want them?"
"Want them? Of course, I do!" The Stone Spirit blinked casually, bouncing a couple of times in place with an air of nonchalance.
Clatter, a pile of glittering Spirit Stones scattered on the ground, and some of them rolled over to the Stone Spirit.
The Stone Spirit was delighted and quickly opened its mouth to suck, watching as the egg-sized Mid-grade Spirit Stones flew up one by one and fought to enter its mouth.
In the blink of an eye, over a hundred and sixty Mid-grade Spirit Stones were gone without a trace. The Stone Spirit burped comfortably, its pair of red eyes gleaming even more brilliantly.
"How long it’s been since I last ate my fill. Young lad, you’re a good person. I’ve prepared quite a pile of stones for you, quickly go and choose."
Zhao Sheng nodded at it and stepped over to several stone piles not far away, his eyes sweeping over them, and a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"...Ten-thousand-year-old Xuan Iron, Innate Geng Metal, Wind Grinding Copper Marrow, Moon Flowing Silver—huh, could this be...Earth?!" His heart skipped a beat as his gaze suddenly fell on a head-sized earthy stone that had rolled off the pile of Xuan Iron.
The earthy stone was grayish-black in color, with a fine texture and a faint rainbow tint.
Through the outer layer of the stone, he could faintly see a thumb-sized five-colored stone embedded deep within it.
After careful observation, Zhao Sheng confirmed that this five-colored stone was indeed the legendary Earth, known in some Spirit Realms as the Five-Colored Stone.
His eyes flickered slightly. He stepped forward, bent down to pick up the stone, carefully placing it into the bundle at his waist, and then picked out additional top-quality Heaven and Earth Strange Objects like Innate Geng Metal, Copper Marrow, and Moon Flowing Silver from the other piles.
The Stone Spirit bounced over to his side, glanced at the stones, and said disdainfully, "Why not pick a few more? The way you’re picking, how long will it be before I can eat Top-grade Spirit Stones?"
Zhao Sheng took out the Earth stone, showed it to the Stone Spirit, and asked, "Senior, do you have more of this type of stone? I want to take a few more."
The Stone Spirit shook its body, disappointed, "No more! This piece of mixed stone was picked from the mountain top, it’s the only one!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng looked up at the towering and steep mountain peak. The mountain body was bare and barren, and the peak inexplicably broke off halfway, forming a pockmarked platform, the details of which were unclear from a distance.
"Since there is no more, I will not insist. But, Senior, please keep an eye out. If you come across this kind of stone again, I will purchase as many as you have and will not let you suffer a loss."
Even though he said this, Zhao Sheng gradually grew suspicious in his heart.
The Five-Colored Stone was the legendary Earth Element Divine Object, a treasure any earth and stone type life should covet.
But this "Stone Spirit" seemed indifferent to it, which was indeed peculiar.
Unless...it was lying! It was actually not of the Stone Spirit race, but something else entirely.
Zhao Sheng kept his suspicions buried in his heart, growing wary of the "Stone Spirit."
...
After a dizzying turn of events.
Zhao Sheng had just stabilized himself when a torrent of Spiritual Energy erupted from his body but, guided by Divine Sense, the torrent of Spiritual Energy obediently flowed into his Dantian, quickly refining into large amounts of pure liquid Spiritual Power, which finally settled into the Spiritual Power Lake.
The Spiritual Power Lake rapidly expanded, and his cultivation advanced in leaps and bounds like a rocket.
Foundation Establishment Fourth Level,
Fifth Realm,
Sixth Level,
The Seventh Realm’s barrier was broken easily after just a moment, achieving the Foundation Establishment Seventh Level, and the torrent of Spiritual Energy dramatically decreased.
It stopped only when it barely reached the Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer Peak, halting the influx of nature’s spiritual energy.
Zhao Sheng meditated with his eyes closed for a long time, allowing the surging Spiritual Power to gradually flow as effortlessly as if directing his own limbs...
...
The seasons came and went, and peaches ripened twice.
The over three hundred disciples of the Lower Six Courtyards struggled through the graduation exams and, after selections from the Outer Eight Halls, each found their own path.
As a new batch of cultivators moved into the Lower Six Courtyards, Zhao Sheng and the others were finally set to embark on their journeys on the path of cultivation.
In the Geng Ninth Room, Chen Polu approached, aggrievedly saying, "Brother Sheng, the Manager of the Artifact Refining Hall really has the eyes of a blind dog. Your Artifact Refining skills are so high, and yet you still weren’t selected."
Zhao Sheng glanced at him, and said calmly, "I did it on purpose."
Uh!
Chen Polu was slightly taken aback, and then quickly said flatteringly, "Actually... the Foreign Affairs Hall is pretty good too. At least it’s a lot better than the Blood Killing Hall. You always disliked fighting and killing. Otherwise, we could join the Blood Killing Hall together, and surely make a name for ourselves someday."
"Mm," Zhao Sheng nodded slightly and suddenly took a three-inch-long small silver sword from his sleeve.
The small silver sword was streamlined, wide in the middle with edges on both sides, its blade shimmering with a cold light, and its surface flowing with a layer of silvery-white light, like moonlight streaming.
Zhao Sheng handed the sword to Chen Polu, explaining, "Take it, this sword is called the Flowing Moon Sword and is barely considered a top-grade magic tool. With it by your side in the future, you’ll rarely have an enemy of the same realm."