Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

Chapter 554: Chapter 268: Divine Dao Foundation Establishment, Late Divine Realm

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 710985

Cultivation Technique: Yang Technique (Perfection) Foundation Establishment Technique - Mastery (1-100) Divine Sect Treasure Manual - Upper Part (Entry Level+)

Skills: Alchemy (Mastery) Rune Secret Spell Basics (Mastery) Qi Condensing Pill (Proficient)

Realm: Foundation Establishment (Divine Dao) Divine Realm (Early Stage)

Divine Power: Immortality

"Divine Dao Foundation Establishment, it’s done!"

Jiang Feng’s expression was one of immense joy. Though Human Dao and Divine Dao differ by only a word, the gap between them is vast—it’s not just the difference in potential, but also a significant difference in control over Spiritual Energy and Spiritual Sense.

If spiritual sense from a Human Dao Foundation Establishment powerhouse is like a needle piercing into a Qi Condensation cultivator’s mind, causing splitting headaches, then the spiritual sense of a Divine Dao Foundation Establishment powerhouse is like a blade slashing down on your forehead, with the danger of your Divine Soul shattering.

Jiang Feng felt his spiritual sense now covered a wider and deeper range than before, and the aura of incoming danger in his perception became all the more intense.

In his mind’s eye, Jiang Feng saw a White-winged Roc slicing through the skies, diving down from above the clouds straight toward him.

"Divine Sect Treasure Manual, level up!"

Jiang Feng then poured all his remaining Fortune Points into the Divine Sect Treasure Manual, and the panel information changed.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: None

Cultivation Technique: Yang Technique (Perfection) Foundation Establishment Technique - Mastery (1-100) Divine Sect Treasure Manual - Upper Part (Mastery)

Skills: Alchemy (Mastery) Rune Secret Spell Basics (Mastery) Qi Condensing Pill (Proficient)

Realm: Foundation Establishment (Divine Dao) Divine Realm (Late Stage)

Divine Power: Immortality

"Late Divine Realm?"

"More than seven hundred thousand Fortune Points, and I can push the Divine Sect Treasure Manual to Mastery Level?"

"Divine Sect Treasure Manual at Mastery Level actually grants Martial Dao’s Late Divine Realm power—this is... truly beyond my expectations."

Staring at the changing panel, Jiang Feng was completely dazed.

He knew he could cultivate both Immortal and Martial paths, and understood that the Divine Sect Treasure Manual was a Martial Arts Technique, but he hadn’t expected that upgrading the manual from Entry Level to Mastery would bring his Martial Dao straight to the power of Late Divine Realm.

If he combined God-Binding Finger and Mysterious Nether Spear Technique, these two Martial Arts, perhaps with Martial Dao at Late Divine Realm, he could unleash some utterly unpredictable power when catching his opponent off guard.

Furthermore, the amount of Fortune Points required for the Divine Sect Treasure Manual was much lower than he had imagined.

Both Yang Technique and Foundation Establishment Technique needed millions, even tens of millions of Fortune Points to ascend each stage.

"Is it because of some kind of cultivation talent? Am I a Martial Dao prodigy, able to train in the Divine Sect Treasure Manual without Fortune Points?"

"Or maybe Martial Dao is easier to progress in than Immortal Dao—if you can just get started, you can leap forward like Xiao Zhan."

Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that within a hundred years, Xiao Zhan had advanced from Innate Level all the way past Divine Realm, sweeping everything before him. If he hadn’t been wary and used Blood God Curse against Xiao Zhan, he’d have likely fallen to Xiao Zhan’s hands himself.

No matter what the reason really was...

This Martial Arts Realm power gave Jiang Feng a fresh burst of confidence. With a flick of his hand, he summoned the Dragon Bone Bow.

The golden light of the Qinglong Cauldron enveloped him.

Two quarters of an hour later.

A terrifying force of spiritual sense swept over from afar, locking onto Jiang Feng.

"He’s actually found us."

On the back of the White-winged Roc, the old master of the Martial Hall exclaimed in surprise.

"Did he hide himself?"

The Saintess asked. In her eyes, Jiang Feng was nothing but a coward who either ran or found someplace to hide away for two or three years.

"No, he’s standing firm. He wants to face me and settle this."

The old master shook his head.

"What?" The Saintess was shocked, then said, "Does he think a single Dragon Bone Bow could threaten you, Master?"

"I think the death of his Spirit Pet has stirred his bloodlust. Don’t underestimate him. If it hadn’t been for that stone chamber giving him away, we’d have never known he was Jiang Feng."

The old master kept his gaze fixed in Jiang Feng’s direction, as if staring straight into his eyes.

"If not for him, Elder Mo would not be dead and gone, and our fellow disciples wouldn’t have perished in the Sea of Blood. Master, you must hand him over to me."

The Saintess said through clenched teeth.

"No, I have greater plans for Jiang Feng."

The old master shook his head.

"Master..."

The Saintess was confused.

"He’s an excellent Alchemist. Killing him might vent our anger, but it would be a huge loss to the Divine Sect and the Martial Hall. We can keep him locked up, have him refine Elixirs for both sects, and let him atone for his crimes."

The old master was not only ruthless, but also full of cunning and hidden depths.

"That’s letting him off too easy."

The Saintess was resentful.

"If you want the Divine Sect to return to its former glory, this is the best way."

The old master reminded her.

"I get what Master means, I’m just not resigned to it. Why does he get to live?"

The Saintess felt utterly aggrieved.

"Those who achieve great things cannot act on impulse. Hmm? That brat!"

The old master wanted the Saintess to let go, but suddenly he frowned and couldn’t help but shout in fury.

Jiang Feng, upon spotting their traces, immediately drew the bow and nocked an arrow, shooting a volley of three arrows after another three right at the White-winged Roc. The White-headed Eagle King had died at the old master’s hand—Jiang Feng didn’t know if he could take down the old master, but he was confident he could slay the White-winged Roc.

The old master had killed his Spirit Pet, so he’d kill the old master’s Spirit Pet. That would make them even.

"Dragon Bone Bow, so it really is him!"

The Saintess said angrily, confirming this was Jiang Feng without doubt.

"Screech!"

The White-winged Roc’s gaze was sharp. Spotting more than a dozen arrows flying at its vitals, it let out a piercing cry, flapped its wings, and without dodging or evading, dove straight toward the storm of arrows.