27: Chapter 27 Orange Material - [Tianhe Water Mansion Ruins]

This was the first time Sun Po had ever seen a situation where the compatibility was less than 100%, but the loading success rate was 100%.

Moreover, this was under circumstances where there was a huge gap in quality between the card and the MOD.

"This overflow of gacha luck! It's truly enviable."

Thus, without any suspense, the [Red Flood Dragon] completed its loading.

Transforming a snake into a flood dragon overnight—

Liu Jianren stared blankly at the card glowing with a glistening purple light, his eyes going straight.

After he carefully finished reading the card interface and understood the skills,

he started shouting things like his kindness was akin to a second birth, willing to become an adoptive son, and was about to kneel on the spot.

Sun Po barely managed to steady the other person, almost taking on another adopted son.

After some tugging and pulling, Liu Jianren also returned home happily.

After sending Liu Jianren away, Sun Po looked at Yang Xinyue, who was watching a TV series with a lazy expression:

"Sister Xinyue, where is [Yang Wulang]?"

However, Yang Xinyue did not take out the card for [Yang Wulang]. She yawned and said,

"I'm not taking the Gaokao, so stop making a fuss. We'll talk after your Gaokao is over. Make your [field card] first."

Sun Po felt a bit embarrassed. To his head teacher Yang Xinyue, he truly owed too much,

and this time there was also somewhat the intention of repaying a bit of her kindness.

He still wanted to persist, but Yang Xinyue tossed her remote control aside, knitted her delicate brows, and instantly put on the aura of a head teacher:

"The municipal competition starts the day after tomorrow,

and your [Double-Pupil Warrior] even went and disappeared after awakening its true name.

If you don't hurry up and make the [field card],

how is this old lady supposed to rest easy?"

Sun Po was yelled at step by step by Yang Xinyue's string of questioning, retreating continuously,

and ultimately unable to match her, he fled like he was escaping back into his room.

As he ran, he heard Yang Xinyue's cheerful laughter behind him.

...

Just as Sun Po returned to his room, he suddenly felt a vibration coming from his spiritual space, and immediately the room became damp.

The next second, a two-meter-tall giant white ape abruptly appeared, holding Sun Po's face and happily licking it wildly.

It was precisely [Changyou], who had been dormant for a long time.

After struggling for a long time, Sun Po finally broke free from [Changyou]'s tongue.

Back when this guy was still a [Spirit Monkey], it loved to constantly lick Sun Po like a dog.

Recently, while reading and loading MODs, it seemed to have restrained itself a bit, but after waking up from sleep, it had gone back to its old ways.

Suddenly, [Changyou] began to squeak and holler.

Seeing it so anxious that it was dancing with its hands and feet, Sun Po rolled his eyes:

"Speak human words. Can't you communicate with me through the spiritual space?"

[Changyou] was stunned, a look of sudden realization appearing on its cyan monkey face, and then it said in Sun Po's mind:

"Master, have you brought back the bead in my hand?"

Sun Po nodded, and [Changyou] continued:

"That was given to me by the [Double-Pupil Warrior]. At the time, matters were urgent and there was no time to inform Master.

He said he was right inside this bead and told me to be sure to hand it over to Master."

Sun Po understood upon hearing this.

This secret realm was the place where Xiang Yu committed suicide at the Wu River, so having some connection with the [Double-Pupil Warrior] was within expectations.

But Sun Po didn't expect the connection to be deep to this extent.

Thinking back to how the [Double-Pupil Warrior] sent him out of the secret realm that day, could it be that the [Double-Pupil Warrior] had gained a certain level of control authority over that secret realm?

Otherwise, Sun Po completely couldn't explain how they managed to escape alive from the hands of the master of that terrifying giant eye.

But that secret realm was already dead, and even its core was in his own hands. Sun Po couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

[Changyou] continued to explain:

"I am a disaster born from floods, and I cannot absorb too much military disaster aura.

But back then, it was my first time absorbing disaster aura, and I got carried away and absorbed too much,

getting my consciousness struck by the military malevolence within it and passing out. I failed to inform Master in time."

Naturally, Sun Po couldn't blame [Changyou], and signaled it not to take it to heart.

Afterward, he sent [Changyou] back to the spiritual space and pulled out the brilliantly glowing [secret realm core]:

"Regardless of what situation the [Double-Pupil Warrior] is in now, at this critical juncture of the Gaokao,

I must quickly turn this [secret realm core] into a [field card]."

According to the method taught by Yang Xinyue,

Sun Po placed the [secret realm core] and the materials for making the [field card] on the table.

Those were rice-grain-sized crystal fragments of various colors, including gray, white, blue, green, and purple, and there was even an orange fragment.

Judging by the texture, they were very similar to the [secret realm core].

The card-making materials for the [field card] were formed in the same way as the [secret realm core], only appearing when a secret realm was born or died.

Their essence was that of fragments of the secret realm, except that the quantity would be much greater compared to the [secret realm core fragment].

Moreover, they were not the main materials, and their value was also much lower compared to the [secret realm core fragment].

Especially when a secret realm was newly born or died, if no [secret realm core fragment] dropped,

then the remaining secret realm fragments would lose their meaning and could only flow into the market, becoming materials for others to construct [field card]s.

But [secret realm core fragment]s were extremely rare, and the demand for making [field card]s was naturally also very low,

which caused a fair amount of [field card] materials to accumulate, and their prices were far cheaper than other materials of the same quality.

Especially since those who could make [field card]s generally weren't short of money and would go to places like aristocratic family auctions to pursue high-grade materials.

After all, no matter how high the quality of a [field card] was, it wouldn't occupy spiritual space.

Even an apprentice Card Maker could craft a gold-quality [field card].

Therefore, the low-quality [field card] materials in the material market were actually very abundant.

But his financial resources were limited, so he could only go sweep them up in the future.

Looking at the crystal fragments on the table, Sun Po took a deep breath.

"Whether we take off or crash depends on this time~"

Having said that, he grabbed the crystal fragments on the table, closed his eyes,

and used his own spirituality to guide his mind and spirit,

sinking into the interior of the [secret realm core].

...

When Sun Po opened his eyes,

the setting sun was like blood, the wilderness was boundless, and the river waters surged.

He stood by the riverbank. Before his eyes was only a lonely grave, standing quietly.

The [bawang pidi sword] was thrust into the head of the grave, its hilt propping up a tattered set of black armor.

"Could it be that the [Double-Pupil Warrior] was searching for its true name in this tomb?"

Sun Po muttered inwardly. After thinking about it, he still lowered his head and bowed.

"Many thanks to the General for the rescue this time. May the General find the origin soon and return to this world."

After three kowtows, as his voice trailed off, a breeze rose by the riverbank, stirring up ripples.

Sun Po stood up and continued card-making.

"Just as Sister Xinyue said, the [secret realm core] has the same foundational environment as the original secret realm.

Just like a volcanic secret realm—its [secret realm core] foundation couldn't possibly be a marine environment.

Wilderness, great river, setting sun—this was indeed identical to the Wujiang Secret Realm of that day, except that it was a bit too empty."

Immediately afterward, he picked a blue crystal fragment from his hand and scattered it down.

"[Ancient Battlefield]!!"

That gray crystal fell straight into the ground, extending about three hundred square kilometers from where Sun Po stood. The original wilderness completely transformed into red-and-black soil.

Even the wind in the air abruptly became filled with a bloody stench, and the ground gained some scattered armor and broken halberds and blades.

"[Water Ghost River]!!"

Sun Po scattered the purple crystal fragments in his hand once more, and those purple fragments flew straight into the river water.

The originally clear river water instantly turned cyan-black, emitting a gloomy aura.

Sun Po continuously scattered the fragments in his hand, resembling a creator whose words became reality.

"[Military Tent]!!"

"[Military Drum]!!"

"[Military Cauldron]!!"

"[Fir Wood Boat]!!"

...

Finally, Sun Po looked at the only remaining orange fragment in his hand, hesitating for a long time.

But in the end, he still tossed it in one go into the river water.

"[Ruins of the Tianhe Water Mansion]!!"

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