Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The lineage of Qi Cultivators is sparse, and it always requires fresh blood.

Without fresh blood, there would be no change.

Even those divine sects and holy clans that have been inherited for tens of thousands of years, despite their numerous disciples and unfathomable foundations, continuously recruit fresh blood, all in the pursuit of change.

In the ever-changing Great Universe, not changing means awaiting death.

... Your next chapter is on empire

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Having left the retreat of Nie Longhu, Chu Zheng concealed his tracks, traversed three domains in succession, and began his final action before leaving the realm.

He aimed to exchange all the Rune Soldiers and Totem Stone Tablets in his possession for Spiritual Medicine and cultivation resources as much as possible.

In the Dongyuan Realm, he had no descendants, and he was somewhat reluctant to simply forsake the wealth accumulated over a hundred years.

After obtaining these resources, he planned to perform the "Pluck Stars" technique, seize a meteor from beyond the heavens, and then, upon sending the meteor out of the realm, take all his savings with him.

Atop the meteor, he would leave a spiritually awakened Golden Body as a coordinate, sending it to a Star Domain near the Immortal Alliance, where his true self would retrieve it when his cultivation was sufficient.

That was exactly what Zhao Tingxian had done in the past, using a Heavenly Dao incarnation to intercept Cangyun's Great Realm's heavenly fate for many years, and when departing, he even took most of the treasures from the Cangyun Secret Realm and sent them all into the Chaos Sea.

If not for that, Zhao Tingxian would likely not have set foot in the Immortal Venerable realm by now.

From this, the importance of resources is evident; they wouldn't be useless in the future.

After spending several months, Chu Zheng traveled far and wide before he finally disposed of all the repaired Rune Soldiers and Totem Stone Tablets he had, exchanging them for a large amount of cultivation resources.

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In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

In a barren wilderness, Chu Zheng successfully obtained a meteor using the Pluck Stars technique and expended his heart and spirit to inscribe numerous layered arrays on it.

However, when proceeding to the next step, he encountered trouble; it was easy to claim a star, but difficult to send it away.

With his cultivation, it was hard to make the meteor break free from the Dongyuan Realm, and his initial idea faced setbacks momentarily.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

After considering various plans for several days without success, he had no choice but to seek assistance.

Chu Zheng returned to the Wan Tribe, explained his purpose, and requested Wan Qiong's help.

Wan Qiong did not refuse; in fact, he even placed the eighteen Yin Yang Array Flags he had expended a lot of resources to create for setting up the Reversing Yin-Yang Formation on top of the meteor, letting Chu Zheng take them as well.

In this world, this set of Array Flags was no longer of use, but placed on the meteor, they could serve to protect Chu Zheng's considerable resources.

The new cultivation path deduced by the witch for Chu Zheng was open to both men and women, a significant grace to the Dongyuan Human Clan that could not be erased.

If not for Chu Zheng, Shan Xun would never have been able to cross that barrier until death, the Beast Emperor would still roam the world, and countless people would have perished; Wan Qiong always held gratitude for this in his heart.

To ensure that Chu Zheng could retrieve these resources more quickly, Wan Qiong utilized the Sky-Rending Divine Crossbow to open a space portal directly facing the Great Universe, helping Chu Zheng send the meteor far away.

This time, Chu Zheng felt the terrifying power of the Sky-Rending Divine Crossbow even more vividly.

In his perception, the meteor carrying the Golden Body swiftly retreated, passing through the space portal with residual momentum that pierced through several Star Domains; the speed then gradually slowed down until it finally entered the vast universe, drifting towards the edge of the Chaos Sea, starting a long journey.

"Many thanks to Clan Leader Wan."

Having settled everything, Chu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief and offered a fist and palm salute.

"No need, Dao Lord, you have shown great kindness to our Dongyuan Human Clan; this was just a simple effort, so there's no need for thanks. If we were to speak of gratitude, how many times must I thank you to be enough?"

Wan Qiong waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned, his expression slightly somber: "My lifespan is nearing its end, and we may not meet again in this life. Let this be our farewell, may you achieve your wishes and be safe on your journey."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zheng fell into contemplation and after a long silence, he took out a beast bone, used his finger as a pen to leave a page of ancient scripture, and stuffed it into Wan Qiong's hand, saying solemnly:

"The day will come."

Although it impacted his own Incense Fire Willpower, he still left the Incense Fire Divine Path to the Dongyuan Human Clan.

This was an alternative path.

Before meeting Nie Longhu, he had not considered this option, but now, he decided to give it a try.

In the Immortal Alliance, he was already isolated, the taste of being utterly alone was not pleasant.

Leaving behind some threads of causality might be useful to him in the future.

After leaving behind the Bone Book, Chu Zheng did not stay for long, he crossed the void and left the Human Race domain, entering the Barren Domain.

It would be a pity not to fully exploit an avatar like this one, its last vestige of usefulness. It just so happened to serve as a proof for some of his ideas.

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Deep within the Barren Domain.

In a valley surrounded by mountains, a dark green abyss sat in the center, gathering the Earth Vein Qi from all directions, and within its waters, spiritual mist twisted and dragon essence rose, a prime location for nurturing True Dragons.

Boom!

'Awoooo—'

Suddenly, thousand-zhang high waves burst from the abyss, shooting straight into the sky. A Flood Dragon with a unique horn on its head broke through the surface, its high and mighty dragon roar echoed through the wilderness, startling countless birds into flight.

A giant palm, wrapped in the mystical light of yin and yang, followed closely behind, turning from palm to blade and heavily chopping down on the Flood Dragon's spine.

Crack—

A crisp explosion sounded, and the Flood Dragon, spanning hundreds of zhang, folded instantly, its spine broken, crashing into the mountains and crushing countless peaks.

'Whimper—'

The dragon's roar turned into a piteous wail.

Ripples spread through the void, and a figure stepped out.

Watching the Flood Dragon struggling to rise, Chu Zheng's gaze sharpened as he once again extended his palms, pressing them down.

Boom!

The immense palm, formed of condensed Yuan Qi, precisely gripped the Flood Dragon by the side of its neck and its vital point, pinning it firmly between the mountains, rendering it unable to move.

A following fierce shout that could pierce gold and shatter stone dispersed the clouds above for thousands of miles:

"I will ask you once more, my name is Chu Zheng, do you understand or not?"

Hiss—

The Flood Dragon, held down against the ground, had its eyes boiling with a murderous intent, its scales fanning out angrily, beneath the faint green scales a blood-colored divine light flowed for a moment.

The next instant, a nearly zhang-long spear of blood burst forth from its throat, turning into a blood dragon shadow that vanished into the void, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

With the blood arrow leaving its body, the Flood Dragon's form went limp, as though its sinews had been drawn out, it lost all of its remaining strength.

Chu Zheng only felt a heat in his chest, and upon tearing open his robes, a piece of green dragon scale emerged at his heart, resembling warm jade, emanating waves of heart-searing heat.

This came from the Flood Dragon.

A flicker of spiritual light in Chu Zheng's eyes quickly revealed the origin of this mark.

[Contrary Scales Seal (Fifth Order): A secret technique of the True Dragon Clan, mostly used at the brink of death, burning all Essence Blood to create a tracking marker, it is hard to erase once cast aside flesh and bone.]

Seeing this, Chu Zheng's eyebrows furrowed slightly; he combined his fingers into a sword, sending out a beam of sword light that pierced the Flood Dragon's head, taking the life of this Fifth Order Flood Dragon.

The green dragon scale in his chest continued to burn hot. This secret technique was prepared for future vengeance; the background of this Flood Dragon had to be extraordinary, otherwise, a being with the cultivation of Fifth Order could hardly occupy such a spiritual land.

As Chu Zheng was lost in thought, the Tribulation Qi beside him began to churn; his eyes brightened slightly, and without moving a step, some expectation arose within him.

Less than an Hour later, the shattered mountain range's skies suddenly darkened, from clear to cloudy; in just a few breaths, thunderclouds started surging.

Between the dense clouds, the silhouette of a True Dragon could be seen shuttling, and in an instant, heavy rain poured down, covering hundreds of thousands of miles.

Killing intent rose in the void, locking down firmly on Chu Zheng.

The accumulated Tribulation Qi of a hundred years boiled violently, gradually evolving into a Death Tribulation.

With this sight, Chu Zheng's gaze grew even more intense. To command the clouds and rain was the art of True Dragons.

This green-scaled Flood Dragon truly had the backing of a True Dragon.