Chapter 471: Chapter 470: Reorganize the Divine Transformation City, Leave
"No!"
Sensing his Vigorous Air was being rapidly drained, the man in a purple robe paled in horror, "So you are also from the Devil Path?"
Absorbing others’ Internal Power, converting it to one’s own, its evil extent could even surpass his own method of absorbing blood essence to improve his Internal Power level. Is this not a devil’s internal strength?
God, why did such a terrific devil’s internal strength not fall upon me?!
After absorbing 10% of the Vigorous Air of the man in a purple robe, Shi Xiaole stopped.
The opponent should have cultivated a top-tier inferior Internal Power, hence his Vigorous Air level was inferior to his own.
Ten percent of Vigorous Air was capable of enhancing his cultivation and wasn’t too time-consuming to purify, which was just the right range. If it was any more, the time spent on purification would exceed his normal cultivation time, leading to a loss out of gain.
Killing the man in a purple robe in one palm strike, Shi Xiaole felt the progress and discovered that his cultivation had surged from the early stage of the Fourth Tier of Dragon Gate Realm to the peak of this tier. He was now not far from the Fifth Tier of Dragon Gate Realm.
Under normal circumstances, it would take at least half a year of hard practice to accomplish this progress.
"If this method of mine were known to others, I’m afraid both the righteous and devil paths would hunt me to the ends of the earth."
Shi Xiaole couldn’t help but smile bitterly, thankful that he was determined and not swayed by this martial arts skill; otherwise, in seeking rapid progression, he might indeed lose control and ruin his future.
Suppressing his thoughts, Shi Xiaole quickly searched the man’s body, finding no useful items, he then collected the man’s purple robe into the system space and headed back to the City Lord Mansion. Many people at the scene hadn’t left yet and trembled when they saw him.
It wasn’t that they didn’t want to leave, but they knew that Shi Xiaole taking control of the City Lord Mansion was inevitable, and when he did, they would be done for.
"City Lord, please accept our bow!"
The middle-aged Deputy City Lord with the quickest reaction fell to his knees and shouted out loud.
The other Deputy City Lord regretted his slow reaction and cried out, "Lord Shi has unrivaled skills, I am at your service and willing to follow orders."
"Lord Shi has unrivaled skills, he’s invincible!"
A big group of people fell to their knees, shouting as if their lives depended on it.
"You can all get up."
Only after everyone had stood up, did Shi Xiaole speak, "Now, immediately organize manpower, release the people from the Herb Collection Plains and the Divine Transformation Tree, from today, the original system of Divine Transformation City is cancelled, and we start afresh, any objections?"
"Your command is law, we shall naturally abide."
The two Deputy City Lords answered first.
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There were too many people in the Herb Collection Plains and around the Divine Transformation Tree. Recklessly accommodating them all in Divine Transformation City, apart from capacity issues, would also create countless problems in the future.
Now with Shi Xiaole in charge, it was manageable, but he was certain that as soon as he left, the city would revert to what it once was.
Hence his first order was to arrange for the imprisoned people to be settled outside the Divine Transformation City.
The unfortunate lot, who had their cultivation suppressed by drugs for years, were merely at the Hidden Qi Realm, coupled with their severe physical damage, recovery was extremely difficult. Thus the Transformation Flower had no effect on them. Instead, the Flower Mist outside the city was a suitable habitat.
Meanwhile, Shi Xiaole drove out a large number of the city’s upper echelons with brute force and ordered them to live outside the Divine Transformation City.
In this manner, their cultivation level would also degrade to the Hidden Qi Realm, bridging the power gap between the two groups. This way there would be no regression as soon as he left.
As the third step, Shi Xiaole appointed a bunch of people from the imprisoned ones, to jointly manage the Divine Transformation City with the Deputy City Lords and Elders, forming a balance of power.
Within a mere half a month, drastic changes had occurred in the Divine Transformation City. For those who had been imprisoned, it felt like a rebirth from fire, giving them newfound hope in life.
For those who ruled formerly, it was a disastrous calamity. The leisured lives they used to have by exploiting others were gone forever.
It wasn’t like there weren’t people who secretly rebelled against Shi Xiaole.
Unfortunately, while trying to outnumber him, they were unable to catch Shi Xiaole but instead got killed one by one, leaving the remaining ones terrified, not daring to make any move.
If the aforementioned measures were enough to intimidate everyone in the Divine Transformation City, then when they saw Shi Xiaole cultivating amidst the flowers with no harm to his prowess, they already considered him divine and didn’t harbor any more illusions.
"Drying the Return Energy Flower can indeed resist the invasion of the Transformation Flower."
In the sea of flowers, Shi Xiaole opened his palm, revealing a withered Return Energy Flower pistil
One Return Energy Flower could only negate the effect of one Transformation Flower.
Fortunately, Shi Xiaole had seen this method in the owner’s notebook of the small house, hence upon returning to the Divine Transformation cave that day, he immediately put the Return Energy Flower pistils from the soil layer into his system space.
With it, Shi Xiaole was confident about his easy comings and goings to the Boundless Flower Prison, which also became his greatest support and weapon to keep certain people of Divine Transformation City in check.
"My friends, I’ll have to leave tomorrow."
In the main hall of the City Lord Mansion, just as Shi Xiaole finished his sentence, hurried breathing could be heard in the air.
The experts present, some were outsiders who had wandered into the Divine Transformation City. They might have had a comfortable life here, but given the choice, they wouldn’t mind a return to the Martial World, after all no matter how magical a place, it gets boring after some time.
Others were born and brought up in the Divine Transformation City, trapped from a young age, they had grown to admire the legendary outside world and would love to go see it for themselves.
Among all, the ones who were once imprisoned in the Herb Collection Plains and the Divine Transformation Tree were the most excited, they all looked at Shi Xiaole eagerly, hesitating to speak.
"Don’t worry, as long as you behave well, I might consider taking some of you out in my next trip."
As Divine Transformation City was in the beginning phase of reconstruction, everything was getting restarted, so this time Shi Xiaole was not planning to take anyone, moreover, he didn’t have enough Return Energy Flower pistils.
Glancing around the room, Shi Xiaole sternly said, "However, I hope you all comply with the rules while I’m gone, whoever dares to act up will share the same end."
With a wave of his hand, a fake stone outside the hall instantly turned into ash.
"Adhere to the orders of the City Lord!"
All heads lowered in unison.
Some initially anticipated causing a stir after Shi Xiaole left. But after hearing his words, they instantly dismissed their ideas. So, it turns out the City Lord will still come back to check periodically?
Deep into the night.
Long streams of breath poured out from every pore of Shi Xiaole.
"Finally it’s over."
A month had passed since he absorbed the vigorous air from the man in the purple robe. Shi Xiaole had been practicing day and night, and at last, he had purified all the vigorous air from the purple-robed man during this night.
Due to a significant number of impurities from the man’s vigorous air being discarded, his cultivation rank had fallen from the peak of the Fourth Tier of the Dragon Gate Realm to the late Fourth Tier of the Dragon Gate Realm.
However, Shi Xiaole didn’t regret his decision.
A high-rise building starts from the ground. Every step on the martial path requires a solid foundation, only then can one continue to bravely advance. Being greedy for a moment’s advantage can lead to lifelong regrets.
Furthermore, speaking of his progress, he had risen from the early Fourth Tier to the late Fourth Tier of the Dragon Gate Realm in just one month. His speed of advancement was already many times faster than before.
The following day.
Shi Xiaole left the City of Divine Transformation, setting foot into the pink Boundless Flower Prison by himself.
What he didn’t know was that, out of gratitude for him rescuing countless lives, these people voluntarily placed a longevity ranking with Shi Xiaole’s name written on it inside the newly built houses and burned incense for him every day.
Years later, a larger-than-life sculpture of a swordsman, twenty feet tall and made from countless Transformation Flowers, was erected in the middle of the sea of flowers to commemorate their City Lord who led them out of suffering.
Of course, these stories were all from the future.
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The stamen of a dried Return Energy Flower could ensure that Shi Xiaole was not influenced by the Transformation Flower’s effect for half a month. In order to speed up his journey, he spent eight 2-hour periods traveling, two 2-hour periods cultivating, and the remaining two 2-hour periods resting each day.
It took him more than a month to finally see a river.
"No wonder the people of Divine Transformation City can’t leave. My travel speed is much faster than theirs. A month for me is equivalent to years for them. The Energy Gathering Pills have a limit to their effectiveness. No matter how many you take, it makes no difference."
Shi Xiaole couldn’t help marvelling at the wonders of fate. He really wondered how the Transformation Flower had come to exist.
The weirdest thing was, the Boundless Flower Prison had existed for who knows how long. Logically, once its oddity was discovered, people should have immediately fled, and word should have spread throughout the Martial World. So why was it still obscure?
Soon, the reason occurred to Shi Xiaole.
Above the river he had discovered, was a cliff similar to the one at Spring Night Hell.
Underneath the hiding pink flower mist, once a warrior fell into the riverbed, even if they didn’t die from the fall, they would be affected by the flower mist, waste their internal power, and find it hard to climb back up. Having no other choice, they could only go deeper into the Boundless Flower Prison.
As anticipated, cliffs surrounding all sides were like insurmountable walls, and all were far from the City of Divine Transformation. Thankfully, there were often movements of animals in the sea of flowers, otherwise those warriors who unintentionally entered would probably die halfway.
Activating his flying skill, Shi Xiaole jumped and flew onto the cliff.
As he had climbed about halfway up, the pink flower mist disappeared, replaced by an ordinary white mist. Realizing he had finally escaped from the Boundless Flower Prison, Shi Xiaole struggled to contain his elation.
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At Whitehead Mountain, one of the famous mountains in the Cang Area of Xuanwu State, a fight was underway at one of the peaks.
"Grandpa Jiu, if you don’t help now, I’ll be done for."
The combatants were a young man in white clothing who appeared to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and a gloomy man in scholar attire. The young man in white was the one shouting for help.
"Little Hong, I’ve already promised that I won’t interfere in fights. So if you can’t handle it, there’s nothing I can do."
Under a nearby pine tree, a disheveled, rosy-faced old man sat reclined, drinking wine and talking. The fragrance of wine disseminated far and wide.
"Grandpa Jiu, if I die, my sister will definitely hate you for life."
Shouting loudly, Ai Wenhong, the young man in white, continuously waved his long sword, barely resisting the gloomy man’s onslaught. Impressively, his cultivation had reached the Second Tier of the Dragon Gate Realm.
The gloomy man was even more formidable, a master of the Fifth Tier of the Dragon Gate Realm. The hook in his hand rotated continuously, causing a series of explosive noises.
The disheveled old man continued to drink his wine.
Seeing this, Ai Wenhong had no choice but to fight tooth and nail. His talent was obviously exceptional. Devoting his mind and body fully to the fight, he was impressive, managing to withstand the gloomy man’s attacks once again.
"Midday Soul Hook!"
On the ninety-third move, the gloomy man cast a glance at the disheveled old man. Seeing that the old man was indeed keeping his promise by not interfering, the gloomy man suppressed his fear. His hook launched with the force of a thunderbolt.
Clang!
Ai Wenhong was unable to dodge in time, dropping his sword, and flew back towards the mountain cliff, appearing ready to fall off. At the critical moment, a figure in a green gown swiftly moved forward to catch him.
"Go to hell together."
The gloomy man tugged his arm, the hook high in the air gathered energy, and rapidly launched towards the two. The speed and power were even more terrifying than before.
"Brother, dodge quickly!"
Ai Wenhong, using his arm as a sword, managed to shout a warning to the young man in the green gown who’d caught him.
