Chapter 71: Now This Is a Cheat Code! Nirvana Golden Lotus!
“War God Physique, truly terrifying!”
“Only one incense stick of time, and he’s already cultivated his first strand of spiritual power?” Bai Chen muttered, his tone tinged with admiration as he floated in the air, watching Qiao Feng’s progress below.
“This… this is the real cheat code.”
He couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy.
When the likes of Ying Zheng and Zhang Sanfeng had embarked on their path of cultivation, they’d needed his assistance to swiftly convert their internal energy into spiritual power.
Even Zhang Sanfeng’s most gifted disciples—the Wudang Seven Heroes—had struggled. For instance, Zhang Cuishan, the most talented among them, had taken an entire week to produce his first trace of spiritual power, spending nearly a month to completely transform his internal energy into spiritual power.
But Qiao Feng? It had taken him only one incense stick of time to manifest his first strand of spiritual power.
This result was so absurdly fast that even Bai Chen hadn’t anticipated it.
“Even with the War God Physique, this speed is beyond reason,” Bai Chen thought, his brows furrowing slightly.
After some thought, he arrived at a possible explanation. “It must be his supreme fire-element spiritual root contributing to this terrifying efficiency.” Bai Chen’s understanding of spiritual roots was deep. He knew how pivotal they were to cultivation.
All living beings possessed spiritual roots, but their quality and attributes varied drastically:
As Bai Chen pondered, he reflected on Qiao Feng’s innate gifts. Alongside his rare War God Physique, Qiao Feng possessed a supreme-tier fire-element root. The True Diagram of Celestial Fire was almost tailor-made for him, amplifying his already monstrous cultivation speed.
“Fascinating. If this continues, within half a day, Qiao Feng will become a full-fledged cultivator,” Bai Chen mused, a faint smile forming on his lips.
“Poor wolf pack… They thought they had a chance,” he chuckled, glancing toward the massive wolf king and its pack, which had already started moving. Realizing their den had been plundered, the wolves were now frantically searching for the thieves.
“But it’s too late,” Bai Chen murmured. “By the time they find Qiao Feng, he’ll already be unstoppable.”
Suddenly, Bai Chen’s attention shifted. His gaze turned westward.
“Hmm? Another group has discovered a cultivation technique?”
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Beside a broad, tranquil river, four figures stood around two enormous iron chests.
Among them, Sikong Zhaixing danced excitedly, waving a book in his hands.
“I told you so!” he shouted gleefully. “I knew there’d be treasure in the river!”
“The Sacred Law of the Rising Sun. A cultivation technique of the Refining Spirit and Returning to the Void level!”
His ecstatic voice echoed across the riverbank.
The group—Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuixue, Hua Manlou, and Sikong Zhaixing—had been journeying west since entering the sect grounds. Their exploration had led them to this serene river. However, as they approached, a giant serpent had erupted from the water, its massive body coiled in menace. The serpent’s sheer power had thrown them into disarray. Even Ximen Chuixue, renowned for his unparalleled swordsmanship, had struggled against it. Ultimately, it had taken Lu Xiaofeng’s quick thinking and Ximen Chuixue’s full strength to slay the beast. After the battle, they’d prepared to leave—until Sikong Zhaixing dove into the river and found two chests submerged beneath the surface.
One chest contained a trove of rare treasures, while the other held two manuals. The Sacred Law of the Rising Sun was one of them. “Stop showing off and come help me figure out these treasures,” Lu Xiaofeng chided, though his tone was light. He was still miffed that Sikong Zhaixing had spotted the loot before him, but the excitement of discovering cultivation treasures quickly overshadowed his annoyance. More importantly, the second manual he held—The Heavenly Appraisal Compendium—was a game changer. This book, left deliberately by Bai Chen, cataloged the myriad treasures within the sect, providing invaluable information about their properties and uses.
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“This seems to be Golden Cauldron Obsidian, a material for crafting magical artifacts. Definitely rare!”
“This fruit is the Primordial Spirit Fruit. It can enhance spiritual power and is also an alchemy ingredient.”
“This must be a beast core. I can feel a powerful force emanating from it… but I have no idea what grade it is.”
One by one, Lu Xiaofeng carefully identified the treasures using the Heavenly Appraisal Compendium. As he worked, a look of joy spread across his face. For a man who thrived on adventure and novelty, this journey into the mystical unknown was everything he could have hoped for. “Not bad,” Hua Manlou remarked with a faint smile. Even though his elegant attire was somewhat dishevelled after their fight, his demeanour remained composed and refined.
Ximen Chuixue, however, shook his head.
“None of these are sword techniques,” he said regretfully.
The battle with the serpent had revealed a gap in his strength—his swordsmanship alone had been insufficient. What he needed now was a sword-focused cultivation method to amplify his abilities. Without it, even if he mastered the Sacred Law of the Rising Sun, his fighting style would never reach its peak.
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After identifying all the treasures, Lu Xiaofeng held up a radiant golden lotus.
“Old Hua,” he said, turning toward Hua Manlou.
“This is the Nirvana Golden Lotus. It’s said to cleanse the body, heal injuries, and even remake the body. I think it could… restore your sight.”
Hua Manlou froze. For a moment, the usually serene and composed gentleman appeared shaken.
“…My sight?” he murmured, his voice almost a whisper.
“Yes,” Lu Xiaofeng confirmed, his tone serious. “It’s worth a try.”
Silence descended over the group.
Then—
“Ha! Hurry up and eat it already!” Sikong Zhaixing urged, his grin wide. “Let’s see if it works!”
Even Ximen Chuixue turned his gaze toward Hua Manlou, his icy demeanour softening ever so slightly. Everyone wanted to see Hua Manlou regain his sight.
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In the sky, Bai Chen’s lips curled into a faint smile.
“Using the Nirvana Golden Lotus on Hua Manlou? An interesting choice.”
The Golden Lotus was a rare treasure, one capable of transforming both the body and soul.
Would it work to restore sight?
Bai Chen didn’t interfere—he simply watched.
“It seems they’re playing their roles well,” he murmured, satisfied.
As more players entered his carefully designed game, Bai Chen knew one thing for certain—
The stage of destiny was just beginning to reveal itself.