Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 265 - 209-210: Divine Essence Spirit Liquid, Flawless Nascent Soul Ascends to the Refining God Ladder’s Peak, Monstrous Talent, Divine Essence Spirit

Chapter 265: Chapter 209-210: Divine Essence Spirit Liquid, Flawless Nascent Soul Ascends to the Refining God Ladder’s Peak, Monstrous Talent, Divine Essence Spirit

So, relying on his powerful divine sense, Lin Chang’sheng stepped upward on the Refining God Ladder, one step at a time.

Not long after, Lin Chang’sheng had also climbed up to the sixty-ninth step.

He was only three steps away from the seventy-second.

In an instant, he drew the eyes of countless demonic cultivators.

You know, even the Sect Leader of Taiyin Island, who’d just tried the trial earlier, only made it to the fifty-seventh step, earning a rating of "excellent talent," and was sent to the fourth layer space.

No one after that had managed to surpass fifty-seven.

But now, Lin Chang’sheng had blown past fifty-seven by a huge margin, about to reach the very top of the Refining God Ladder.

The demonic cultivators couldn’t help but hold their breath.

Could it be that none of the Demon Dao possessed talent greater than Lin Chang’sheng?

"How the hell did this guy do it? He’s actually made it to the sixty-ninth stone platform—doesn’t that mean he’ll get sixty-nine years of cultivation boost?"

"Yeah! That’s no small fortune—enough for a Golden Core cultivator to break through an entire realm!"

"Isn’t ’excellent talent’ the highest rating? Is there something higher than that?"

"Oh my god! Look—Lin Chang’sheng’s moving his leg again!"

...

In a heartbeat, every eye in the place fixed on Lin Chang’sheng, like they were staring at some kind of monster.

This prodigy from the Southern Realm—he’s actually this freakish? Is he really going to reach the very peak of the Refining God Ladder?

As everyone murmured, Lin Chang’sheng gritted his teeth and forced himself up another massive step, landing on the seventieth stair.

With only two steps left within reach, Lin Chang’sheng suddenly felt his entire body locked down by overwhelming pressure—before he knew it, he dropped to one knee, unable even to lift his head.

"Lin Chang’sheng, don’t push it! If you can’t go on, stop—you’ll get hurt bad by the space’s restriction!"

Ling Yue’s voice, full of worry.

If his body couldn’t hold out and he tried to keep pushing forward...

Chances were, he’d be hit with backlash in the end.

Lin Chang’sheng stared at those last two steps, unwilling to give up.

After all, reaching the very top of the Refining God Ladder, the reward should only get greater.

And every single step meant a whole year’s cultivation boost.

"Ah—!"

Lin Chang’sheng roared, gritting his teeth as he forced himself back to his feet.

His peak middle stage Nascent Soul divine consciousness surged to the limit, breaking through wave after wave of spatial pressure—and he pressed forward one more step.

Whoosh—

In the next instant, Lin Chang’sheng landed on the seventy-first step, his clothes instantly torn to shreds by invisible crushing force.

Even his flesh and skin felt the enormous pressure squeezing down.

Blood was already seeping out over his body.

"Just one more step!"

Staring at that final stone, Lin Chang’sheng desperately wanted to force his body up, but he was running on fumes—his magical power nearly gone, his physical strength barely holding on.

But right before he lost all hope, a cloud of milky-white radiance suddenly wrapped around him.

Lin Chang’sheng felt the pressure on him lighten instantly.

"Xiaobai?"

Lin Chang’sheng could sense Xiaobai’s aura within the radiance.

He’d known Xiaobai wasn’t the type to forget gratitude—in a pinch, he’d always help out.

"Still not moving? The restriction in this space is massive, I can’t hold out much longer!"

Xiaobai’s voice came through, full of plaintive urgency, warming Lin Chang’sheng’s heart.

Bolstered by the radiance, Lin Chang’sheng scraped together his last ounce of strength and stepped forward again.

He walked straight onto the very peak of the Refining God Ladder.

"Wha... how is this possible? That brat actually finished all seventy-two steps?"

"No wonder he absorbed eight Heaven and Earth Qi—this prodigy really made it up the whole Refining God Ladder! That’s outright unreal!"

"He must be killed—if this kid escapes the Sea God Tower, someday he’ll be the biggest threat to Demon Dao unifying the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm!"

"Agreed! He cannot leave here alive!"

....

The surrounding demonic cultivators immediately broke out in an uproar.

Some admired Lin Chang’sheng’s talent—others wanted him dead.

With potential like that, he was simply too dangerous.

If they let him grow, he’d surely become Demon Evil Sea’s greatest menace.

Having finished the final step, Lin Chang’sheng collapsed limply onto the stone stair.

Every drop of magical power in his body had been spent.

"Monstrous talent, awarded seventy-two years cultivation growth, one drop of Divine Essence Spirit Liquid! Permission to enter sixth layer space!"

In the next moment, the old man’s voice rang out again for all in the space to hear crystal clear.

"A drop of Divine Essence Spirit Liquid? Isn’t that the Spirit Marrow treasure, formed only once in ten thousand years by Earth Veins? They say it can forge a flawless Nascent Soul, and even—"

"Even forge the once-in-ten-thousand-years Twin Nascent Souls!"

"Twin Nascent Souls? Is that real? Can one cultivator forge dual Nascent Souls?"

"This kid just bagged a supreme treasure—if he breaks through to Nascent Soul, killing him will be damn near impossible. We have to wipe him out before that happens!"

...

The Demon Dao crowd buzzed with murderous intent toward Lin Chang’sheng.

"That punk really drew the golden ticket! Seventy-two years’ cultivation gain—he’s probably close to breaking through Nascent Soul now!"

Jiu Wushang’s face was bitter—Lin Chang’sheng was already a Golden Core Late Stage Cultivator, and with seventy-two more years added, breaking through to Nascent Soul was all but inevitable.

When that happened, how was he supposed to kill him?

They had to strike before his Nascent Soul breakthrough.

"Is this guy even human? His talent’s at a demon level?"

Wan Wushuang’s pupils shone with pure shock.

Lin Chang’sheng had climbed all seventy-two steps, a feat far beyond her reach.

She’d always considered herself the top prodigy of Demon Evil Sea.

No matter who she met, she never conceded defeat.

But now, her talent seemed like a dim spark beside a brilliant moon—utterly insignificant next to Lin Chang’sheng.