116: Magic Ling

"You actually managed to refine the Divine Kingdom of Light? In such a short time?" Zheng Qian considered himself a man who had seen and experienced much, someone who wouldn't be easily startled by a small matter;

But this time, it really wasn't his fault...

What kind of sane person could master a Ninth Realm Martial Skill in less than a month?

Taking himself as an example, even if he were to focus entirely on enlightenment without distractions, it would be perfectly normal for him to not even enter the threshold for three to five years;

It's not just that Chu Yuan is a Genius; among all Martial Artists who can reach the Seventh Realm, who isn't a Genius?

If the Ninth Realm expert who created this Martial Skill were to find out, they might just rush over to take him as a disciple...

"...Just luck."

Instructor Xie Jun looked at Chu Yuan with a complex expression and said softly, "Now, I'm actually having second thoughts about letting you go to the Outer Heaven Battlefield..."

Zheng Qian understood what he meant; with battle record after battle record, Chu Yuan had shown that his potential was beyond imagination!

He was still in a period of rapid growth. If he were to fall on the Outer Heaven Battlefield... that wouldn't just be the loss of one Fifth Realm Martial Artist, it would mean Great Qin losing a future Eighth Realm, or even Ninth Realm, Martial Artist!

Chu Yuan smiled. "I have to go sooner or later..."

...

For most people, this night was sleepless;

Starting tomorrow, they would step into the perilous Outer Heaven Battlefield, not knowing if they would ever have the chance to return to the homeland.

Given the style of the training base, they certainly wouldn't be allowed to stay in a relatively safe logistics unit...

Chu Yuan didn't think that much; he silently continued to Cultivate.

Once the System's conversion count refreshed, he used it immediately.

"Convert Phantom Veil!"

[Converted: illusion demon silk! Daily conversion count: 0!]

Oh?

Chu Yuan was surprised. The equipment converted this time actually came with a name?

The equipment he had converted before, whether it was the wind slasher, the ink shadow, or the black armor converted from the inner armor Chen Yun had given him... he had named them all himself. Why was this time so special?

Was it because of the equipment level? Or was the Phantom Veil itself special from the start?

Chu Yuan thought about it for a long time but couldn't determine the reason; he had converted too few pieces of equipment...

The original appearance of the Phantom Veil was like a piece of gauze for covering one's face. Wearing it always made him feel like he wasn't a good person, like he was about to do something sneaky;

The converted illusion demon silk was a black silk ribbon, smooth and supple, with high durability;

After Chu Yuan refined it with his magic power, he quickly understood its purpose based on the feedback it provided;

It was still for illusion and disguise;

The principle was no different from the Phantom Veil. It didn't actually change his physical form, but rather used the influence of Mental Energy to make outsiders see a different appearance and sense a different aura;

Chu Yuan wasn't disappointed; the character for 'Illusion' had already explained everything. It was all just a false image...

The System wouldn't convert things for nothing. If there was no change in this aspect, it could only mean the changes in other areas were greater! For example: the shielding Rank!

The original Phantom Veil couldn't block the prying eyes of Seventh Realm experts; but after the conversion, Chu Yuan discovered that the disguise of the illusion demon silk might not even be seen through by beings a full Realm above him.

The "full Realm" mentioned here didn't refer to Martial Arts, but to his own Dao of Immortality... which meant that even a Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage might not be able to see through his disguise!

He didn't yet know what Martial Arts Rank the Nascent Soul Stage was equivalent to, but it was certainly far stronger than the Seventh Realm...

In a good mood, Chu Yuan tied the illusion demon silk around his wrist and continued to Cultivate; there was nothing else worth converting. The points he had harvested from the slaughter in the snowy mountains far exceeded one million.

However, there was nothing else available for exchange that he was particularly interested in...

And frankly speaking, the things that could be exchanged with points were essentially free gifts from Great Qin; you Cultivate to become stronger, and you are the one who benefits. The exotic beasts you kill were even specifically caught by the Zhenwu Bureau... under such circumstances, giving you points to exchange for treasures—isn't that just a free gift?

It was different from the source of his military merit. His military merit was obtained by handing over the Blood Beast Clan Legacy, which was indeed useful to Great Qin. The former was a one-sided gift, while the latter was a fair trade...

Chu Yuan wasn't lacking resources right now; just in the storage ring given by Wei Huang, there were still a large number of Medicinal Pills for Martial Arts that hadn't been converted; nor was he the type of person who couldn't get enough of taking advantage of others, so he naturally didn't care about wasting the remaining points.

Moreover, Chu Yuan vaguely felt that doing so might not necessarily be a good thing for him...

...

"Everyone... come back alive!"

For the first time ever, the group of students heard a kind word from Instructor Xie Jun; however, few were moved by these words. Instead, it made everyone's hearts even heavier.

If Instructor Xie Jun was acting like this... wasn't that enough to illustrate the danger of the Outer Heaven Battlefield?

Thus, in a silent atmosphere, everyone boarded the transport plane...

Chu Yuan had always been curious—where was the teleportation array leading to the Outer Heaven Battlefield? Now he knew; at the very least, there was one on the snowfield beneath his feet.

It was heavily guarded, with strict security! There were war machines he had never seen before hovering in the sky, and an aura of destruction emanated from them!

A faint fluctuation of Mental Energy secretly swept over the crowd, as if checking for something.

However, there were no accidents; Zheng Qian stepped forward to negotiate and verify their identities; shortly after, the group of people found themselves standing in an open space, dazed.

As the patterns beneath their feet emerged and lit up, there was a flash of strong light, and the figures of everyone disappeared together...

Zheng Qian didn't follow them; there would naturally be people on the other side to receive them. He just remained where he was, watching them go.

"Zheng Qian! You didn't even say hello when you got here. Want to go grab a drink?" A hearty laugh rang out, and a large hand slapped Zheng Qian on the shoulder;

Zheng Qian knocked the hand away and pouted. "Forget it. Regarding the Nightmare Insect Clan incident in Xiyun City, you're still on the investigation list... I don't dare get close to you."

"...What a buzzkill." The owner of the large hand didn't mind and just cursed with an unlucky expression.

"I heard there's someone quite capable among this batch of little ones? First, he swindled Old Pang out of one million military merit, and then caused trouble for several Martial Arts Families because of the Nightmare Insect Clan?"

"You certainly worry a lot."

"Damn it, he swindled me too, how can I not worry?" the burly man said speechlessly. The people that Zhao Mingren in Xiyun City required those Martial Arts Families to dispatch back to Earth Star had used the very teleportation channel he was guarding...

Although Great Qin had multiple detection mechanisms, their opponents were no pushovers; just as Great Qin had many Martial Artists lurking within the enemy, the reverse was true.

"They were the ones being stupid, how can you say they were swindled? That little guy you're talking about is Guardian Wei's disciple; if you have any complaints, go talk to him."

"Well, I wouldn't dare..."