511: Chapter 511 Prodigy Qin Chen

[In the distance, Mo Wentian and the other two stood by the attic window, watching your receding back with varying expressions.]

[Yan Feng leaned closer to Mo Wentian and lowered his voice, his expression serious:]

["Brother Mo, that sword of his... what is its origin?"]

[Mo Wentian's brow furrowed, his gaze deep.]

["It was likely obtained from the depths of the Sword Casting Pool."]

[He paused, a trace of envy in his voice that he himself was reluctant to admit:]

["Its power is no less than that of an Innate Spirit Treasure."]

["And it is an Innate Spirit Treasure that even a Nascent Soul Cultivator can wield."]

["An Innate Spirit Treasure?" Nangong Feiyan's eyes widened and her mouth hung open. "Is your Wuji Immortal Sect really that wealthy? To just pick up an Innate Spirit Treasure in a random trial ground?"]

[Yan Feng asked again, "By the way, Brother Mo, did you... obtain such an Innate Spirit Treasure in the Sword Casting Pool?"]

[Mo Wentian's face darkened.]

[He did not respond.]

[Innate Spirit Treasures and Acquired Spirit Treasures were completely different concepts.]

[Acquired Spirit Treasures require one to comprehend the Law Power to wield. The higher the Realm, the greater the power. Simply put, they depend on the person.]

[But Innate Spirit Treasures are different.]

[An Innate Spirit Treasure is alive.]

[It has no requirements for one's Realm, acting like an extremely powerful Guardian by one's side. Even if you are only a minor Foundation Establishment Cultivator, you can kill enemies across Realms with an Innate Spirit Treasure.]

[Such things can be sought but not easily found.]

[Even his Mo family did not possess one.]

[Yet you obtained an Innate Spirit Treasure so easily.]

[By what right?]

[Mo Wentian felt a blockage in his heart, yet he could not voice it.]

[Seeing that he didn't answer, Yan Feng tactfully stopped questioning him.]

[Nangong Feiyan, however, was still muttering to herself:]

["An Innate Spirit Treasure that can be wielded at the Nascent Soul Realm... doesn't that mean he can currently exert power beyond the Soul Transformation Realm?"]

["No wonder... no wonder Sima Tao died so quickly."]

[As she spoke, she suddenly shuddered.]

["This kind of person... is better left unoffended."]

[Meanwhile,]

[At the top floor of the main hall's attic.]

[Murong Zhaozhao's wide-open mouth finally closed.]

["That sword of his... is so amazing!"]

[She looked down at the three Jade Talismans in her hand and suddenly felt they weren't so great anymore.]

[Just now, when she saw Sima Tao activate his Jade Talisman, she had also taken out these three talismans, intending to step in and save you.]

[And the result?]

[That rusty iron sword of yours protected its master on its own.]

[It even casually cleaved Sima Tao until not even dregs remained.]

[Her three talismans weren't needed at all.]

[Lu Xihe stood to the side with a smile.]

["My guess was correct."]

["He definitely obtained the Ancestral Master's Legacy."]

["That sword must have belonged to the Ancestral Master."]

[Murong Zhaozhao's eyes darted around as she suddenly changed the subject:]

["Sister Xihe, no wonder he looks down on you, huh~"]

[Lu Xihe turned to look at her, her expression darkening.]

["If he doesn't even fancy me,"]

["Then he certainly won't fancy you."]

[Murong Zhaozhao, who had been grinning, suddenly had her face fall upon hearing this.]

[Lu Xihe smiled:]

["When choosing a man, you can't just look at his face."]

["He is a mere Loose Cultivator with no background; he is not a match for you."]

[Murong Zhaozhao blurted out, "Then what about you?"]

[As soon as she said it, she knew she had spoken too fast and quickly corrected herself:]

["Who said I fancy him? I just think he's... quite interesting!"]

[Her voice grew lower and lower. "He's different from ordinary people; he has a kind of attraction!"]

[As she spoke, she smiled, her heart feeling sweet.]

[Lu Xihe looked at her, her tone becoming serious.]

["I am different from you."]

["I only need to protect the Lu family."]

["You are different."]

["In the future, you must shoulder the fate of the entire Wuji Immortal Sect."]

[Murong Zhaozhao's face fell, and she pouted, remaining silent.]

[On the other side,]

[After a brief gathering with Chen Biao and the others, you all returned to your respective Sects for secluded cultivation.]

[It must be said that they were all very hardworking.]

[As were you.]

[Days passed one by one.]

[In the various immortal cities of the Immortal Realm, the duel between you and Sima Tao was being spread everywhere with added embellishments.]

[From then on, you could be considered famous in the Immortal Realm.]

[On the Prodigy Rankings of the younger generation, some had placed you in the top ten.]

[Becoming famous along with you was that rusty iron sword in your hand.]

[Now everyone knew—there was a man named Qin Chen in the Wuji Immortal Sect who held a rusty sword and killed a Prodigy with a single strike.]

[However, you found it strange.]

[The Sima Immortal Clan had lost a Prodigy, yet there was absolutely no movement from them.]

[Was this normal?]

[Normal, it couldn't be more normal!!!]

[After all, you were a member of the Wuji Immortal Sect; no power dared to openly move against you.]

[For the first time, you felt the thrill of bullying others with 'hegemony' and 'background.']

[However, you knew in your heart that the Sima Immortal Clan was definitely plotting something bad in the shadows.]

[You didn't bother to guess and focused on your secluded cultivation.]

[In the thirty-fifth year,]

[With the support of the 'xuantian treasure mirror,' your main body had cultivated for two thousand years and finally reached Void Refining Perfection.]

[To Breakthrough to Body Integration, one must comprehend at least a hundred Laws; you began to comprehend them one by one.]

[In the forty-fifth year,]

[With the support of the 'xuantian treasure mirror,' it took a thousand years for you to comprehend ten Laws to Perfection.]

[At the same time, you finally felt firsthand why Spiritual Roots determine the upper limit of one's Realm.]

[Before, you had only heard that without a great Opportunity or background, a True Spiritual Root could at most reach Soul Transformation.]

[Now that you had reached this step yourself, you truly understood the reason.]

[A Spiritual Root is the bridge that communicates with heaven and earth.]

[If the bridge is narrow, the water flows slowly.]

[With your current Spiritual Root, if not for the support of a space-time Secret Realm and the assistance of a Spirit Treasure—comprehending a single Law would take one to ten years.]

[To then Cultivate that Law to Perfection would take ten to a hundred years.]

[The Lifespan of a Void Refining Cultivator is around five thousand years.]

[To Cultivate a hundred Laws all to Perfection... would take roughly five thousand years.]

[And that doesn't even include the time spent cultivating through the Realms.]

[Factoring that in, one's Lifespan simply isn't enough.]

[Unless there is a space-time Secret Realm and a large number of Spirit Treasures to forcibly stretch time and lower the difficulty.]

[This is also why those without a powerful background find it very difficult to move forward once they reach this step.]

[And what about those with a Heavenly Spiritual Root?]

[They are five to ten times faster than you.]

[Not to mention top-grade Variant Spiritual Roots.]

[They are another five to ten times faster than Heavenly Spiritual Roots.]

[As for the legendary Immortal Spiritual Roots and Chaos Spiritual Roots...]

[That is no longer 'cultivating.']

[For them, comprehending Laws is like drinking water, breaking through Realms is like walking, and they have Epiphanies at every turn.]

[As for the Mixed Spiritual Roots that are even worse than yours—for that kind of root, even breaking through to Soul Transformation is difficult unless a massive Opportunity falls into their lap.]

[You secretly felt lucky that you had the xuantian treasure mirror.]

[Otherwise, to Cultivate the remaining ninety Laws to Perfection, your Lifespan likely wouldn't have been enough.]

[In the fifty-sixth year,]

[At the Wuji Immortal Sect, your cultivation 'broke through' to Nascent Soul Perfection.]

[Zhao Wufeng, an Inner Sect Protector, came to your door, asking you to participate in the Canglan Holy Land's centennial Genius competition.]

[You refused.]

[This was your first time meeting Zhao Wufeng.]

[You knew he was controlled by the Asura Demon Venerable.]

[But you didn't act rashly.]

[Alerting the enemy was something that could not be done.]