Chapter 679 - 461: Holy City
[One Hundred Thousand Years of Power, Bell Attraction Entry Level]
"I’ve reached the Entry Level!"
Wei Fan frowned, feeling not the slightest bit of joy, because his understanding of the so-called Bell Attraction remained as elusive as ever, without any insights, nor did the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell exhibit any change. It couldn’t even be considered as "practice makes perfect."
The only difference between having reached Entry Level and not was that the prompt had changed; there was no gain or change for him personally.
"This cultivation technique is truly peculiar!"
Since there had been a change, Wei Fan didn’t stop adding power, wanting to see whether he would achieve Perfection or remain equally unrewarded.
One hundred ten thousand years!
One hundred twenty thousand years!
...
[One hundred fifty thousand years of power, you have cultivated the Bell Attraction to Perfection]
[Ordinary Power: 5.61 million years]
[Martial Saint’s Power: 3,000 years]
At the moment of achieving one hundred fifty thousand years of Perfection, although Wei Fan still felt no insights, and the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell showed no changes, something different finally appeared.
His spiritual awareness spread out from the top of his head, merging into the void, extending endlessly into the distance. Just as Wei Fan thought he might gain something unexpected, his spiritual awareness seemed to encounter an invisible wall and was bounced back.
He remained silent for a long time. To say there was no change would be incorrect; there was indeed something unusual, but still no gain, as if it was just a fleeting anomaly of the spirit.
Instinctively, he ran the "Bell Attraction" through his heart spirit again. His spiritual awareness surged out from the top of his head and merged into the void, but as before, it eventually returned without result.
"No gain means no gain!"
Wei Fan did not continue to explore the Bell Attraction. He planned to pair its cultivation with the Ten Thousand Spirits Bell once he had accumulated enough power; perhaps unexpected results would occur then. For now, he couldn’t discern the utility of the "Bell Attraction."
Next, he distributed the three thousand years of Martial Saint’s Power gained from slaying Lu Chenfeng equally between the Nine-Nine True Skill and the Scripture of the Three Emperors.
After finishing the addition, his Dao power surged throughout his body, and the Dao marks on his flesh increased.
"The Dao reached nine hundred feet, and the fifty-seventh form of the Nine-Nine True Skill is nearing Perfection."
He was on the verge of breaking through to the Dharma Realm, and it had only been two months since he reached the Saint Realm — completing the cultivation of the Condensing Dao Realm in two months would undoubtedly be a heart-stirring feat if publicized.
In fact, during his previous battle with Lu Chenfeng, he had been holding back, not wishing to draw too much attention.
"When breaking into the Dharma Realm, the Dharma aspect cannot be used!"
The most powerful means of the Dharma Realm is the Dharma aspect; however, it’s the projection of the Primordial Spirit, a manifestation of spiritual will. Unless he wanted to reveal his cultivation of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, he couldn’t use the Dharma aspect.
The disclosure of cultivating the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations without achieving Martial Emperor status would at the very least be quite troubling, if not deadly.
Although the Mixed Element Skill is the number one martial arts technique under the heavens, for ninety-nine percent of people, its benefits are incomparable to the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations. The Mixed Element Skill is formidable but demands a high comprehension.
Once his energies calmed, Wei Fan went to bed. The next day, he and Li Jianchen continued exploring Qingzhou City, seeing many of its unique sights.
Time flew by. On the third day, both of their Communication Jade Tokens vibrated simultaneously, indicating that the passengers for the Transmission Domain Gate were finally filled.
Without hesitation, they immediately headed for Cyan Wood City, where the Transmission Domain Gate was located. Many people were already gathered there, though the Transmission Domain Gate hadn’t been activated yet.
After waiting a while, an elderly man finally emerged from the straw hut and began filling the enormous, cross-regional Transmission Domain Gate with Spirit Crystals.
"It’s really a windfall!"
During the process of filling Spirit Crystals, the descendants of the Cyan Emperor made no effort to conceal it, openly allowing everyone to see. Wei Fan calculated that about three million Spirit Crystals were used.
For this batch of people taking the Transmission Domain Gate, there were about a hundred of them, with each person paying twelve thousand Spirit Crystals. This meant the Mu Family earned a windfall of nine million Spirit Crystals — it’s faster than robbery.
Back when he impersonated Elder Ying of the Black Netherworld, he only managed to seize five million Spirit Crystals.
"For the Martial Emperor Clan, unless no geniuses are born, it’s hard for them to decline. The Transmission Domain Gate is merely one of their many lucrative industries."
Li Jianchen’s eyes were a bit red; most individuals joining the Demon Hunter Organization risked their lives to exchange for resources.
"Of course, though they earn a lot, their consumption is also significant. After tens of thousands of years of development, even with Martial Artists having low birthrates, the Mu Family has at least ten million people. Supporting so many Martial Artists is intensive; even if each receives only one Spirit Crystal per month, it totals tens of millions monthly."
This is a terrifying expenditure: cultivation of Spirit Medicine, rewards for geniuses, maintenance of Grand Arrays, and various other costs unimaginable to outsiders.
Moreover, as descendants of the Cyan Emperor, the Mu Family annually sponsors the Demon Hunter Organization with Spirit Crystals, an unceasing drain.
"Boom!"
Finally, the entire array platform began to glow, countless runes rose, and in the void, a large Light Sect manifested.
"Everyone, enter in order!" Mu Chuan shouted, stepping back from the platform, carefully examining the nineteen-year-old Saint Realm Wei Fan.
He realized that the sensation he felt last time was accurate, indeed there was a familiar aura on Wei Fan.
"It’s not the qi blood of the bloodline, but rather the aura of my Mu Family’s cultivation technique, although very faint."
Mu Chuan thought, but he didn’t intend to approach Wei Fan to inquire, because he already had a guess in his heart.
Five Emperors Fist!
The Five Emperors Fist contains the Dao of the Cyan Emperor, so it’s not strange for Wei Fan to have the aura of his Mu Family’s cultivation technique.
"He’s watching me!"
At the same time, Wei Fan felt a stir in his heart, an indistinct spirit circled around him, his Martial Arts Spiritual Sense reacted.
But since the other party had no ill intentions, Wei Fan didn’t mind, as the spirit circled around him without intruding rudely into his body, and he understood that the other party likely knew his identity as Wei Fan.
Following the crowd, the two of them quickly stepped onto the platform, taking a step into the Transmission Domain Gate.
This was the longest time Wei Fan had ever spent in a Transmission Domain Gate, he even felt a bit bored. Eventually, the scenery before his eyes changed, and a vast land appeared in his vision.
Majestic mountains stood towering like giant dragons lying prone on the earth, clouds and mist billowing, Wei Fan saw divine light and surging spirituality everywhere, already not much weaker than the Wilderness after being nourished by heaven and earth.
"In such a place, who knows how many peerless figures were born."
One should know that the situation in the Wilderness won’t last long, soon returning to normal, while here it’s been like this eternally.
The rich Essence Qi, active Taoist Principles, such a place not only greatly benefits cultivation but also allows the birth of various Kui Treasures—a true Cultivation Holy Land.
"Martial Emperors of the Eastern Domain have always held fort here through the generations. With their will imbued, this place ceased to be mortal long ago."
Wei Fan nodded softly, having already noticed something different, the ground beneath his feet as hard as rock, as though its structure had been altered.
This Transmission Domain Gate was situated in a valley, as they followed the crowd out, an open expanse suddenly appeared before their eyes.
"Truly worthy of being the Holy City!"
Wei Fan was moved, finally understanding where the divine light he saw earlier came from.
Before him, suspended in the sky, was a gigantic city comparable to Qingzhou City, the radiant divine light filling the sky.
The Holy City, like Cyan Wood City, was a floating Divine City, resplendent and magnificent, ethereal palaces and divine titans everywhere basked in auspicious light and rosy clouds.
Apart from the Holy City, four smaller Divine Cities surrounded it in four directions, like satellites encircling the Holy City protectively.
"Here, only Martial Kings are allowed entry and exit!"
Wei Fan and Li Jianchen ascended into the air, a pressure akin to a mountain surged, yet both were Saint Realm powerhouses, unaffected by this pressure.
They soon landed in the Holy City, Li Jianchen pointing to four divine cities smaller than the Holy City, floating above it, said: "These are branches of the Martial Emperor Clan, best not to approach them without reason."
Four small cities, four Martial Emperor clans, in a million years of the Eastern Domain, had there really only been four Martial Emperor powerhouses born?
Li Jianchen shook his head: "Not so, not every Martial Emperor Clan has a branch established here. Although it’s called the Eastern Domain Holy City, it’s also the first frontline for the Human Race battling Demon Fiends. Not every Martial Emperor Clan wishes to protect the Human Race.
Some Martial Emperor Clans have perished in the wars against Demon Fiends, and not every Martial Emperor left a clan; some Martial Emperors came from a sect, and their sect doesn’t reside in the Holy City.
Of course, even if they didn’t establish a Divine City branch here, they still have their own territory within the Holy City.
The Holy City not only gathers the geniuses of the entire Eastern Domain but is also the most prosperous place in the Eastern Domain. Various Divine Objects are auctioned here, and even powerhouses from other Great Domains often cross the void to this place to auction Divine Objects.
Even if they don’t wish to protect the Human Race, they’d arrange for people to monitor information here."
Wei Fan nodded, in such a place, as long as one has the capability, they’d send someone to station here to keep abreast of the Eastern Domain’s happenings.
"Aren’t Demon Fiends banned here?"
The Holy City was exceedingly magnificent, its walls towering hundreds of feet high like mountain ranges, its streets wide. Wei Fan saw people driving Demon Fiends, like mounts, across the sky.
There were Black Flood Dragons, Cyan Flood Dragons he had slain, Spirit Elephants, and other bloodlines-dominant Demon Fiends. Some types he had never seen before.
The hints given by the panel told him that these ridden creatures were not just those without intelligence but also Demon Fiends that had eaten humans, now collared with Beast Rings, enslaved as mounts for powerful martial artists.
Obviously, the Eastern Domain Human Race’s primary Holy City didn’t have the might to suppress Demon Fiends.
In fact, none of the great cities of the Human Race prohibited martial artists from bringing enslaved Demon Fiends into the city. The cities had mighty power; even without prohibition, one couldn’t bring already subdued Demon Fiends inside.
Li Jianchen shook his head: "This is the Human Race Holy City, strong warriors are gathered here. Even if Demon Fiends entered the city unnoticed, nothing would matter..."