Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 806: The Tiannan Wasteland

Hui Feng was about to say a few more words when he noticed Han Xuanji’s gaze linger on him for an extra moment, carrying a somewhat thoughtful expression. Feeling a bit strange, he looked down at himself but found nothing amiss.

“What is it?” Hui Feng asked.

Han Xuanji withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

“It’s nothing. I just feel like your cultivation has progressed very quickly.”

The other man’s cultivation had still been lingering in the Dao Lord Realm back then, yet now he was already at the fifth layer of the Eternal True Lord Realm—even faster than he had anticipated.

Hearing this, Hui Feng grinned with a hint of self-satisfaction.

“It’s alright. But after all, I walk a different path than you. I only need to focus on growing my cultivation, while you still need to comprehend the Great Dao.”

He spoke sincerely, as this was indeed the truth.

Though his Realm was high, it was merely a high Realm and nothing more.

Even though he was now a somewhat famous Heavenly Pride within the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.

In terms of pure potential, he was completely incomparable to a Heavenly Pride of the Way of Laws. Han Xuanji did not pick up on this topic, merely giving him another look.

As expected of someone with great Fortune. With just the initial Awakening of his Physique, his cultivation speed was already over ten times faster than before. Once fully awakened, his potential would likely be even more terrifying than Xiao Yan’s Saint King Bloodline.

“What if I want to simulate him?”

Han Xuanji’s heart stirred slightly as he secretly tested the System, wanting to see how many points it would take to simulate Hui Feng.

The System quickly gave its feedback.

Two hundred thousand.

This number made him startle slightly; it was fifty thousand points more than what it cost to simulate Xiao Yan back then.

On one hand, it was his cultivation, but on the other hand, the Karma and potential Hui Feng carried were likely much deeper than Xiao Yan’s. He instantly dismissed the idea. This kind of consumption was not something he could afford right now.

Rather than spending it on this, it was more practical to Sign In more often.

As the two of them spoke, the surrounding gazes gradually gathered on them.

Although those few people from earlier had been dismissed by Han Xuanji with just a few words, their departure had instead drawn more attention to this spot.

Many guests on the square had originally only watched from afar. Seeing Han Xuanji chatting happily with an obscure Cultivator now, they could not help but feel curious and began to whisper.

“Who is that? How is he so familiar with Young Master Han?”

“He seems to be from the Eternal Chamber of Commerce.”

“Didn’t you see Young Master Han standing up for him just now? Their relationship is definitely out of the ordinary.”

“Then his Fortune is pretty good. Associating with Young Master Han will make things much easier for him in the future.”

…

Amidst the chatter, many people grew interested in Hui Feng. Upon quickly learning that he was merely the disciple of an Eternal True God from the Eternal Chamber of Commerce, they were filled with envy.

After all, being able to latch onto a benefactor like Han Xuanji meant a limitless future.

Hui Feng naturally noticed those gazes and remarks as well, but he did not care. He merely glanced at Han Xuanji and smiled, saying,

“I’ve certainly bathed in your reflected glory.”

Han Xuanji did not pick up on this topic, only saying calmly,

“If you wish, you can visit Jiuxuan Palace more often in the future.”

Hui Feng was slightly startled, then shook his head.

“I wouldn’t dare visit your place casually. Let’s talk about it when I break through to the Saint Realm one day.”

Han Xuanji did not insist. In fact, even if Hui Feng wanted to come, he would still advise him to go out and gain more experience.

After all, for someone with such great Fortune, roaming around outside would likely not result in death anyway.

After standing and chatting for a few more moments, Hui Feng excused himself, citing that he still had business to attend to at the chamber of commerce.

His figure quickly blended into the crowd, disappearing at the edge of the square.

Han Xuanji watched him leave, withdrew his gaze, and walked back toward the high platform.

The gazes of the surrounding guests moved with him; some were thoughtful, while others whispered and exchanged glances.

Wherever he walked, the crowd naturally parted to make a path. No one stepped forward to disturb him, yet no one looked away either.

The matter with Hui Feng was not a major one, but in the eyes of those with intentions, it was enough for them to re-evaluate what kind of person this newly arrived disciple of the Holy Lord was.

From the looks of it now, he seemed to value old friendships exceptionally?

…

Nighttime.

Night fell over Jiuxuan Palace, and the palace complex suspended in the clouds glowed with a soft, silvery-white luster under the moonlight.

One of the palaces was named the Wuchen Hall.

It was also Han Xuanji’s current residence.

Han Xuanji was in his room browsing through a scroll of records, which contained a large amount of information regarding the forces of the Desolate Region.

The so-called Desolate Region did not refer to desolation in the sense of being abandoned.

Rather, in ancient times, this continent was called the Great Desolation, and the overlords of the Great Desolation were those Eternal Deities.

After the Transcendents rose to power, they gradually drove many Eternal Deities into certain major domains, which were collectively referred to as Desolate Regions.

The Desolate Region near Qianhun City was known as the Tiannan Wasteland, and its area was significantly larger than even the Sacred Radiance Domain.

According to the records, the ruler of this Tiannan Wasteland was an Eternal Deity named Zhu, whose strength was terrifying, reaching the Saint King level. It was precisely because of his protection that even the Holy Court could only secretly send people to gather information in this Desolate Region.

Beneath him were the Nine Great Holy Spirits who governed Tiannan, each of whom was at the Holy Lord level.

The Holy Lord level was, naturally, the mainstay of the Desolate Region. They were not merely simple subordinates; legend had it that these Holy Spirits were extensions of “Zhu’s” different countenances, while other rumors claimed that these Nine Great Holy Spirits were Ancient Fierce Gods defeated and subdued by him.

And the roles of these Nine Great Holy Spirits also differed from one another.

Some controlled all the bodies of water in the Desolate Region, while others were responsible for controlling ley lines, conquest, and defense…

And one of the Holy Spirits, however, was in charge of the spirits of all beasts.

Named An, he commanded all the Ferocious Beasts in the Desolate Region.

In other words, the beast tide of Qianhun City likely had an inseparable connection to this Holy Spirit. Just as Han Xuanji was secretly contemplating this, a gentle and clear voice suddenly echoed in his mind, whispering in his ear at an unhurried pace:

“Xuanji, come to the Jiuxuan Hall.”

It was Mo Chenxiao’s voice transmission, calm and without any explanation of the reason.

Han Xuanji set down the Jade Slip and stood up, walking out of Wuchen Palace.

Jiuxuan Palace at night was much quieter than during the day. Spiritual lamps on both sides of the corridor emitted soft glows, illuminating the jade floor as if it were paved with a layer of moonlight.

He walked along the corridor, passing through several palace gates, and quickly arrived at Jiuxuan Hall.

Mo Chenxiao was sitting on the main seat of the hall. Seeing Han Xuanji enter, he got straight to the point:

“Once the Apprentice-Accepting Ceremony is almost wrapped up, your Senior Sister will take you on a trip to your Primordial Chaos.”

Han Xuanji’s heart stirred, unable to conceal his joy.

Indeed, he had been waiting for this opportunity all along. After all, he still had disciples and friends back in Chaos. He had made some promises back then, but with his previous strength and status, it was simply impossible for him to safely traverse the Sea of Hongmeng.

Mo Chenxiao bringing it up of his own accord was exactly what he had been hoping for.

With Leng Qianshuang, a Sage proficient in the Dao of Time and Space, escorting him, it should be very easy to accomplish.

“Thank you, Master.”

Han Xuanji stood up and bowed, his tone solemn.

Mo Chenxiao waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down.

“No need for that. Since you have taken me as your Master, I will naturally plan on your behalf.”

Having said this, he paused, shifting his tone slightly,

“However, there is one thing I must tell you in advance. Once you break through to the Eternal True God Realm, you will need to strive for something. As for what it is exactly, you will find out when the time comes. It will be beneficial to you, and no small benefit at that.”

Han Xuanji was slightly taken aback, wanting to know more details, but Mo Chenxiao clearly had no intention of elaborating further. His expression remained calm, as if he had merely brought up an ordinary matter in passing.

Seeing this, Han Xuanji nodded and did not press further.

After chatting a bit more about casual matters, Mo Chenxiao sent him back to rest.

Han Xuanji stood up to take his leave and walked out of Jiuxuan Hall. The night wind brushed against his face, carrying the unique, chilly air of high altitudes.

He walked back along the corridor, his mind still dwelling on those words from earlier.

Since Mo Chenxiao had said it, it was certainly not without reason.

Inside the hall, watching Han Xuanji depart, Mo Chenxiao suddenly recalled what his own teacher had said to him back then.

His second disciple was very important.