Chapter 1953: Chapter 1946: As Many as You Want
"How, Gu Xiao, did you meet some friends? Could they be martial artists at the Peak of Dao Realm?" Upon hearing this news, the five Sect Masters regained some hope.
It should be known that the Endless Land is a place full of hope. Zhang Menglong and the others have been there for less than three years and have advanced from First-grade Divine Cultivator to the Peak of Divine Cultivation Realm, confirming the place is as magical as legends say.
Some people may have been cultivating there for hundreds, thousands, or even millions of years. With such a hundredfold cultivation efficiency, how terrifying might they become? It’s hard for anyone to imagine.
With Zhang Menglong’s ability, he might indeed have the chance to meet powerful martial artists, possibly even those at the Peak of Divine Cultivation Realm. If he could gain their assistance, there might be a way to deal with the Divine Profound Hall.
"I know a few," Zhang Menglong nodded. "We’ve been there for a long time, and even started some ventures, naturally meeting quite a few friends."
The outer sect disciples of the Sunset Sect nearby showed mysterious smiles. Zhang Menglong didn’t just know a few people — he practically saved the peak fighters of the entire Endless Land! More than 30 million Dao Realm martial artists, over 2,000 at Peak Dao Realm, and more than 30,000 at Ninth Grade Dao Realm. As for Eighth Grade Dao Realm martial artists, their number was unknown.
These people have cultivated for a long time in Endless Land, and although their martial arts may not surpass those external Peak Dao Realm fighters, the difference is probably minimal.
Moreover, the martial artists of Endless Land absorb energy at a hundredfold rate compared to external fighters, meaning their energy could be dozens of times more, closing the power gap and possibly even exceeding it.
"You all wait a moment, I’ll call for reinforcements," Zhang Menglong said, then instructed Gou Dan to relay the message for help to all the martial artists he had contact info for.
Very soon, he received numerous replies.
Because they all owed their lives and escape from Endless Land to Zhang Menglong, they had made a promise that wherever he needed their strength, they would rush to him. True to their words, they started heading toward the location Zhang Menglong designated, Mount Yushen.
Whether in minutes or a couple of days, Zhang Menglong received responses from over 27 million people, including all Peak Dao Realm martial artists, while only a few of lower grades didn’t reply.
"Sect Master Hai," Zhang Menglong addressed Mount Yushen’s sect master, "I need you to arrange accommodations. Some friends I met in Endless Land are coming and might need a place to stay temporarily, as we cannot set off immediately."
"That’s manageable, how many accommodations would be needed? Would a few thousand suffice?" The sect master thought even if Zhang Menglong knew some friends, it wouldn’t be more than a few hundred; a few thousand seemed conservative.
"Not quite enough, we’ll need to add a zero after that."
"What, several tens of thousands?" Sect Master Hai was surprised. He had established contacts with so many strong fighters? Could all these tens of thousands be Dao Realm martial artists?
"Not what I meant. I mean, after ’thousand,’ add ’million.’
"Millions? You’ve called in millions?" The five sect masters stared with wide eyes.
"You’ll see soon enough," Zhang Menglong teased.
Zhang Menglong hadn’t made things clear, but they couldn’t help speculating. There can’t possibly be millions of Dao Realm martial artists, right? Across the whole continent, barely several million Dao Realm martial artists exist; did he also call in many at the Divine Cultivation Realm?
Though it won’t be entirely useless, the decisive factor in this war will undoubtedly be the number of Dao Realm martial artists; even the vast numbers of Divine Cultivation Realm fighters might not alter the outcome.
Regardless of their thoughts, Mount Yushen’s sect master started working on lodging arrangements. Mount Yushen was expansive, and with spatial folding techniques, housing millions is quite doable.
"We shouldn’t rely entirely on outsiders for help," Zhang Menglong said after all this was arranged. "We must also prepare ourselves, although we can’t make significant improvements quickly, there has to be some progress. At least our Divine Cultivation Realm disciples should elevate one or two realms in a few days!"
"It’s not that simple," several sect masters laughed bitterly. "If it were that easy, our disciples wouldn’t have been so easily bullied by the Divine Profound Hall’s disciples previously."
"The past is past, now is now," Zhang Menglong smiled. "I brought plenty of local goods from Endless Land to share with everyone."
"What things?" The sect masters showed curious expressions, eager to see what Zhang Menglong could offer.
Zhang Menglong opened his hand, revealing a bead emitting extraordinary light.
"What is this? Such a dense energy — it appears to contain the full power of a Peak Divine Cultivation Realm warrior!" exclaimed the Palace Master of War God Palace.
"Could this be the Crystal Core from Endless Land?" The Sunset Sect’s sect master was knowledgeable and immediately guessed.
"That’s right, it’s a level nine Crystal Core," Zhang Menglong smiled. "Ten such Crystal Cores, fully refined, can immediately escalate a level eight Divine Cultivator to level nine."
"It’s good, but I’ve heard it has adverse effects on one’s soul." The sect masters recalled a case of severe soul erosion experienced by a martial artist, who, despite his enhanced power, was left with difficult-to-cure aftereffects.
"There’s no need to worry; I have ways to eliminate soul erosion," Zhang Menglong said. "Look, we cultivated for three years there without issue, didn’t we?"
Zhang Menglong brought out an elixir. "This is a Soul Dividing Pill, designed specifically to repair soul shard effects. But for prevention and resistance against soul erosion, you can soak it in water to create a potion, with one elixir making tens of thousands of doses. My companions can make them, and we have plenty of raw materials."
"Fantastic!"
"How many Crystal Cores are there?" The sect masters asked eagerly, knowing their disciples numbered billions. If the cores were limited, it wouldn’t be very impactful.
"Don’t worry about numbers," Zhang Menglong assured, "Give them three days; whatever number of cores they refine, I’ll supply. Tell me how many you need — I have plenty, including those for Dao Realm cultivators!"
