46: Chapter 46 I Will Definitely Come Back

The next golden light was a Primordial Spirit Cultivation Technique called the "Great Thousand Star Evolution Sword Diagram," which belonged to the fifth-tier Low Grade. That's right, it wasn't a sword technique, but a Primordial Spirit Cultivation Technique.

It contained a Primordial Spirit diagram encompassing the movement patterns of the celestial bodies. When cultivating, one needed to use their Divine Sense to visualize the starry sky. Additionally, it also included several Primordial Spirit attack Spells and Primordial Spirit defense Spells.

Furthermore, the remaining golden light contained: The Tahua Zizai Escape Technique, a fourth-tier High Grade, with an evasion speed far exceeding those of the same rank; even Cultivators at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection would find it difficult to lock onto him. It was perfect for replacing his Five Elements Evasion Technique.

The Indestructible Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations (Fragmented Volume), a fourth-tier peak grade, consisting of nine layers. This fragmented volume could be cultivated up to the third layer; once cultivated to the third layer, one could physically withstand the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.

It had a different focus compared to the Cold Spring Jade Quenching Record. To put it simply, after successfully cultivating the Indestructible Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations, one would have a long health bar, fast health regeneration, and could be reckless even with low health.

After cultivating the Cold Spring Jade Quenching Record, one would have maxed-out resistances and extremely high defensive attributes, with no need to fear things like vulgarity, gambling, or drugs.

However, given Yun Ming's current first-tier Body Refining strength, he could only choose one of the two techniques. Whether his body could handle it was uncertain, and although he had the System's empowerment and didn't need to worry about not understanding, he was mainly worried about biting off more than he could chew.

Besides these Cultivation Techniques and spiritual items, Yun Ming also opened a small cauldron from a ball of golden light.

The cauldron of all things mother qi (imitation) was a rustic three-eared small cauldron containing a wisp of thin "mother qi of all things." Although it was only an imitation, it still belonged to the fifth-tier Medium Grade.

It could also serve as an Alchemy furnace, an Artifact Refining furnace, and a core for a Formation. Using this cauldron for Alchemy or Artifact Refining offered a high probability of increasing the finished product by a small grade, and a slight probability of imbuing the finished product with the sprout of "spirituality." When used as a Formation core, it could greatly enhance the Formation's stability and the speed of Spiritual Qi absorption.

Yun Ming believed that in the future, using the small cauldron for Alchemy, breaking through to a third-tier Alchemist would be an easy task.

The last golden light left Yun Ming somewhat disappointed; it was a fifth-tier High Grade Pill Formula—the Tide-Sea Green Ascension Pill. Its main effect was to restore Spiritual Qi for Spirit Severing Cultivators, and he didn't know if Spirit Severing Cultivators lacked Spiritual Qi, so it felt a bit useless.

After viewing all the golden lights: Nine-Orifice Clear-Mind Lotus, Void Realm Magnetite Essence Crystal, Great Thousand Star Evolution Sword Diagram, Tahua Zizai Escape Technique, Indestructible Body of Ten Thousand Tribulations (Fragmented Volume), cauldron of all things mother qi (imitation), and the Tide-Sea Green Ascension Pill Formula.

Finally, the most exciting moment arrived. Yun Ming carefully cupped the seven-colored ball of light with both hands and slowly opened it. Amidst the swirling mist of the light ball, Yun Ming only saw seven characters—[I will definitely return].

Entry: [I will definitely return] (Color).

No matter in what form you die, you will eventually return. You can quietly leave your "mark" within all things in this world.

These marks will transform into completely blank, mindless Clone shells. The forms of these shells vary greatly.

They could be a blade of grass, a mountain rock, a wild beast, or perhaps a "person" who looks no different from an ordinary human, but lacks a Soul.

They are scattered in every corner of the world, existing quietly like seeds he planted in advance. These shells have only one core purpose—resurrection.

When Yun Ming's original body encounters any form of death, even if the Soul is extinguished, he will immediately and randomly return using one of the shells. Regardless of what this shell originally was.

The moment he returns, the shell's form will instantly disintegrate and reshape, eventually becoming a body exactly like Yun Ming's original one. His appearance, cultivation, memories, and even the treasures he carried will be perfectly reproduced.

Furthermore, he possesses ten thousand opportunities for Rebirth.

Each death only consumes one of the shells, allowing him to start over in an unknown location. Moreover, this ability will automatically grow over time. Every year that passes, a blank shell belonging to him will naturally appear in the world. As long as he lives, this number can continuously accumulate, giving him more and more "lives."

Yun Ming stood up straight with a "whoosh!", looked solemnly toward the east, and paid the highest respects to the immortals of his previous life.

It was truly a case of being handed a pillow just as he felt sleepy; now he wouldn't have to worry about dying in the future, unless he died ten thousand times within a year—that would be twenty-seven times a day, more than once every hour. He could finally be reckless with peace of mind.

Happy events bring a refreshed spirit, and Yun Ming began to hum a tune unconsciously. Er Ya watched Yun Ming humming and followed along with a few notes, finding it quite pleasant.

"Er Ya, no need to prepare my lunch; I'm going to deliver Medicinal Pills today," Yun Ming instructed Er Ya.

"Okay, brother. Then what would you like for dinner?"

"No need to cook dinner either; tonight, brother will take you to eat spirit cuisine." After saying this, Yun Ming left with the recently refined Medicinal Pills.

Er Ya watched as Yun Ming disappeared, muttering to herself: "I must work hard and make something even more delicious than spirit cuisine!"

Just as Er Ya was cheering herself on, preparing to surpass spirit cuisine using ordinary ingredients, Yun Ming had already arrived at the Deacon Hall.

There weren't many people in the Deacon Hall; most had gone to the front lines, as it was impossible to run back to the Sect every time one needed to exchange contributions. During this time, because he frequently came to deliver Medicinal Pills, Yun Ming had become familiar with some of the people in the Deacon Hall and would greet them upon meeting.

Among them, the most familiar and best relationship was with the Elder of the Deacon Hall, Elder Sun. This Elder Sun was named Sun Ji, a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Cultivator and a second-tier Medium Grade Alchemist, whom Yun Ming had consulted on many questions.

At first, Yun Ming paid to consult this Elder, one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones to answer one question, but gradually, Sun Ji discovered that Yun Ming had talent in Alchemy far exceeding ordinary people, even surpassing Xiao Hao, the Personal Disciple of Alchemy Peak.

Moreover, Yun Ming was often quick to grasp concepts and could draw inferences, sometimes even teaching him in return. Slowly, Sun Ji stopped accepting the one thousand Spirit Stones, and the two developed a relationship that was somewhat like teacher and friend.

"Old Man Sun! I've broken through to a second-tier Alchemist!" Yun Ming shared with Sun Ji impatiently.

"Hahaha! I knew you kid could do it! You scoundrel! Calling me Old Man Sun again; how many times have I told you to call me Elder!" Sun Ji's Sichuan opera-style face-changing wasn't happening for the first time, and Yun Ming knew Elder Sun was just teasing him, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Alright, Elder Sun. Old man, take a look at the Three-Yang Profound-Charging Pill I refined and see how it is?" Yun Ming took a Three-Yang Profound-Charging Pill from his Storage Pouch and handed it to Sun Ji.

Sun Ji took it and examined it carefully, sniffed it with his nose, licked it, smacked his lips, and said, "It has excellent color, fragrance, and taste; the Spiritual Qi is dense—High Grade."

"How is it only High Grade? Aren't there Peak Grade, or Supreme Grade, or Emperor Grade, or something like that?"

"Keep dreaming! The highest grade for second-tier Medicinal Pills is High Grade; Peak Grade Medicinal Pills only appear from the third tier and above. If you were able to refine a second-tier Medicinal Pill into a Peak Grade, you would have already been struck into slag by the Heavenly Dao."

Thus, the two launched into a series of discussions about why second-tier Medicinal Pills could not be refined into Peak Grade. From the ingredients and heat control of the Medicinal Pills to the development of Alchemy classics, theoretical practice, and then to the birth and evolution of the Universe, they finally held a final debate on whether tomato scrambled eggs were better salty or sweet. Yun Ming lost narrowly, because he simply couldn't withstand the Foundation Establishment pressure.