Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension-Chapter 620 - 384: Return to the "Organization"_2

Chapter 620 -384: Return to the “Organization”_2

In a cluster of uneven and rugged coral reefs, a shadow clung to the rocks, motionless as if it were a lifeless object.

Zhao Sheng’s breath was condensed to the lowest level, his body wrapped around the rocks like seaweed, with his eyes wide open, he stared intently into the depths of the reefs.

At this moment, a faint silver glow emanated from within a hole in the reef, quite conspicuous in the dark depths of the sea.

The glow was about three meters in diameter, revealing a No-thought Jellyfish that was completely transparent and shaped like a mushroom.

To capture this No-thought Jellyfish, Zhao Sheng dared not even release his Divine Sense, relying solely on his eyesight.

Because the No-thought Jellyfish was particularly sensitive to mental fluctuations, any minute change in Divine Sense might startle it.

The No-thought Jellyfish possessed a Talent for shielding itself from mental detection; once it escaped his line of sight, it would become impossible to find again.

At this moment, the jellyfish hid in the crevice of the rocks, with only a few pale silver tentacles stretching out.

After observing for a moment, a sly smile appeared on Zhao Sheng’s face. He waved his right hand and a streak of black light instantly pierced through the water, shooting towards the No-thought Jellyfish.

Extremely sensitive, the No-thought Jellyfish detected the fluctuations of True Yuan the instant Zhao Sheng made his move, retracting its translucent body into a thumb-sized mass of flesh and catapulting itself a hundred meters away like lightning.

Its tentacles twitched, and countless bizarre mental fluctuations immediately spread around it, masking its presence.

Alas, the Slaughter Execution Arrow never misses its target, and by the time it tried to escape, it was already too late!

With a “pfft,” the sea water stirred into slight ripples before calming down again, and the three-meter, translucent and crystalline corpse of the No-thought Jellyfish floated in the water, from which drifted strands of pale silver blood, slowly dispersing.

Zhao Sheng swam over, collected the Slaughter Execution Arrow and the Jellyfish Skin Pouch into the Space Storage Seal, his face involuntarily showing a hint of joy.

With this jellyfish’s skin, the main material for refining the Deceiving Heaven Talisman Robe was now in hand.

The so-called Deceiving Heaven Talisman Robe was, in fact, a high-quality Magic Robe that Zhao Sheng had specially crafted to confuse fate and conceal his own aura.

In his previous life, he was chosen by a Divinity Transformation True Monarch of the Supreme Sensing Sect to take part in the Stealing Heaven and Changing Day plan, destined for the Netherworld, although he ended up mistakenly entering the Mingye Realm.

But the final outcome was less than satisfactory.

Before initiating the Stealing Heaven and Changing Day plan, Xie Wuxu True Monarch had implanted a Heavenly Deceiving Talisman within him.

After Zhao Sheng advanced to Nascent Soul, he also studied this top-class Treasure Talisman thoroughly.

The previous life’s research was not in vain, as the idea for the Deceiving Heaven Talisman Robe came from the Heavenly Deceiving Talisman.

Although the Deceiving Heaven Talisman Robe was not as formidable as the Heavenly Deceiving Talisman, having a fraction of its essence was enough for Zhao Sheng to hide his tracks.

…

One day later, on a desolate island nearly eight thousand miles away from the Dragon Continent,

At this time, in a cave mansion temporarily set up beneath the island,

Zhao Sheng woke up from his meditative breathing, his face gradually regaining color.

The life-and-death battle seven days ago, although he had the last laugh, came at no small cost.

The result of overusing the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Forbidden Technique was near exhaustion of his spirit, and he even sustained injuries to his original yuan qi.

Luckily, Zhao Sheng was also a Fourth-rank Alchemy Master with many elixirs at his disposal. After Refining numerous Elixir Pills, his physical condition had improved significantly.

After resting for a moment, he waved his hand, and a crystal-clear short stick and Black Small Arrow appeared in his hand.

He hadn’t properly Sacrificially Refined these two Magical Treasures since obtaining them,

Time was pressing, and fully Refining both Treasures was not feasible.

However, a simple refinement to unleash them in the face of a strong enemy as a temporary defense for a few rounds was also a good choice.

Thinking this, Zhao Sheng’s gaze fell on the Slaughter Execution Arrow. His fingers flicked and streaks of Golden Crow True Fire shot through the air, winding around the small arrow, slowly starting the Refining process.

The Slaughter Execution Arrow suddenly lit up with a blinding ring of dark light and then buzzed, seemingly resisting the Divine Fire Sacrificial Refining.

This treasure truly deserves to be an Ancient Treasure, having developed spiritual nature in its True Form, no wonder it never fails to hit its mark!

Zhao Sheng wasn’t in a rush; while refining the Slaughter Execution Arrow, he multitasked, raising his hand to send the Sea-covering Stick flying into the air where it was supported by a cluster of Golden Crow True Fire, beginning the refining process as well.

Not only that, but Zhao Sheng still had energy to spare, casually throwing the No-thought Jellyfish’s skin pouch into the Golden Crow True Fire as well to begin purifying the impurities.

…

Several days later, a white disc-shaped boat pierced through the sky, passing over a desolate mountain range devoid of human life.

Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged in the center of the Disc Room, refining the two treasures while using Divine Fire as ink to inscribe dense Spirit Light Runes on a silver-white Magic Robe inside and out.

By this time, he had reached the Dragon Continent and was relentlessly heading towards the territory he had chosen.

The Dragon Continent is known as the weakest in strength of the Human Clan in the Netherworld, sparsely populated, with demon beasts everywhere, it is considered a remote and barbaric place with the thinnest Spiritual Energy among all the continents.

Few would have imagined that a Great Chief Priest of the Golden Core Ninth Layer would choose such a harsh and desolate land as the Dragon Continent.

Even if someone predicted this, finding a Golden Core Master in an entire continent would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack, especially if someone deliberately concealed their whereabouts.

…

In the eastern part of the Dragon Continent, there is a range of towering mountains known as the Huimeng Mountain Range. This place is one of the few “spiritless” areas on the continent. Even the surrounding Songwu Plain has very thin nature’s spiritual energy, and few cultivators come here to cultivate.

However, the Songwu Plain is the largest Human Clan settlement in the Dragon Continent. Spanning over ten thousand miles, it is home to hundreds of millions of people, and the four major mortal kingdoms are also located on the Songwu Plain, occupying the most fertile land.

West Chu City is a major city of the Liang Kingdom, located southeast of the Huimeng Mountain Range, just outside the famed great river, the Fish-Dragon River.

Years of river erosion have made the land near West Chu City incredibly fertile, and the water transportation is very convenient. This has resulted in a bustling population of several million within a hundred miles of the city, making it exceptionally prosperous and wealthy.

One early morning, on a green stone avenue to the east of West Chu City, a man in a white robe slowly walked along.

This man was shrouded in a large cape, dressed in plain white without any silk or brocade embellishments, simple and unadorned.

He walked at a pace that seemed slow yet quick, and without making a sound.

This man was none other than Zhao Sheng, who had traveled across seas and continents.

By now, the sun had climbed high, and the spacious avenue was already bustling with crowds, a stream of horses and carriages, with shops lined up on both sides and hawkers’ calls incessantly echoing, creating a scene of prosperity.

Yet among the many pedestrians on the street, not one person looked up or aside, completely ignoring Zhao Sheng.

After a short while, Zhao Sheng’s gaze fell upon an inn on the side of the street ahead.

The inn’s signboard bore the word “Peace.” Zhao Sheng caught sight of it, and with a flicker in his eyes, he strode over.

As soon as he entered the inn, a blue-clad attendant greeted him with a beaming smile.

“Esteemed guest, please come in. May I ask if you are stopping for a rest or planning to stay?”

Zhao Sheng lifted his cape, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with square features, large ears, and a full beard.

He looked around, and at the same time, his Divine Sense spread out, seemingly searching for something.

The blue-clad attendant took note of his actions and thought it peculiar, but didn’t hurry him, and instead cheerfully said,

“It’s not just the junior bragging, but our inn may be small, it’s a century-old establishment that’s quite famous in this city. You can be sure of fair prices and honesty, no need to worry about our reputation.”

“I’ve come from afar and arrived today to visit some relatives. Please hand this item over to your shopkeeper,” said Zhao Sheng, taking out a palm-sized object from his bosom. Its surface glowed with a faint spirit light, each side was smooth, and anyone with deep knowledge would immediately recognize that this Token held additional secrets.

The blue-clad attendant, looking somewhat puzzled by the Token, still extended his hand to take it and said with a smile, “Esteemed guest, please wait a moment, I’ll be right back.”

After giving Zhao Sheng a deep look, the attendant quickly ran off towards the back courtyard of the inn.

It wasn’t long before the attendant came hurrying back out, followed by a dignified middle-aged shopkeeper about forty or fifty years old.

Upon seeing Zhao Sheng, the shopkeeper immediately showed respect and greeted him, “Uncle ancestor, Gong’an! I, Zhao Yang, failed to welcome you from afar. I hope for your forgiveness!”