Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 345 - 156: All things in the world are connected to me by fate._2

Chapter 345: Chapter 156: All things in the world are connected to me by fate._2

What’s not needed is used as a contingency for self-destruction, or to serve as materials for forming a twelve-grade Nascent Soul.

All is good.

He looked above his Dantian at his own panel.

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“Name”: Chen Qiu.

“Cultivation”: Golden Core Peak Great Perfection (100.00%).

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“Entry”: Step by Step, Flaw in the Heavens, Spiritual Energy Intimidating, Dantian Expansion (Unique), Self-Destruction Term, Focused Power (Thunder Summoning Technique), Recovery Wind, Preparedness, Slippery, At My Command, Lunar Night Demon Wolf, Real and Illusion, Complementary, Dual Casting, Imperial Decree Regular, Ten Layers of Spellcasting, Storm, Forty-Nine Proliferations, All Techniques Combined, Umbrella World, All-Knowing, Merit Saint, Merit Protection, Adding Ice to Snow, Supreme Body Technique.

“Cultivation Technique”: Earth Tunneling Technique, Misdirection, Thunder Summoning Technique, Nine Poison Nether Soul Technique, Snowfall.

“Spirit Beast”: Lunar Night Demon Wolf.

“Power”: Chao Tian Sect, Sect Master.

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His current Cultivation progress was already at the maximum limit of the Golden Core, and it would not change before forming a twelve-grade Nascent Soul; he would not allow himself to form a Nascent Soul of a lower grade if he had the chance.

The remaining entries were basically his treasured ones.

These entries made up his current combat strength.

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If one must say which entries could be discarded in an emergency, then perhaps only “Flaw in the Heavens” remained, an entry that was just a white one, yet he had always kept it.

Sometimes this entry could be very useful.

Besides this entry, all other entries were not to be discarded, for his combat strength would be affected if even one was missing.

Originally, there was an “Country” option on the panel, which disappeared after coming to the Xuantian Continent.

Later, as Chen Qiu’s mood gradually settled, he looked at the batch of mid-grade Spirit Stones again, collected all the Spirit Stones into the small world, and stood up to head to the Yuan Sect Sect Leader’s Great Hall, ready to continue searching.

Once he had moved everything from Yuan Sect, he could leave.

…

“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”

At this moment, the young Brown Bear Clan member behind “Yuan Sect” was waving his hand and ordering his clan members: “This soil is all top-notch fertile land, and Da Xia does not have such stuff, move it all, dig three feet deep!”

“And these Spirit Trees, look how tender they are, you can’t imagine how comfortable it is to climb such trees, and the leaves look refreshing and fragrant, move them all.”

“And you guys, go block off those Spirit Beasts, don’t let them run away; I saw quite a few Spirit Chickens just now, perfect for raising as broiler chickens to add to the brothers’ meals.”

“Hey, be careful, don’t shake down the Spirit Fruits from the trees, don’t damage the roots, and later plant this tree next to my cave, it’s exclusively mine, none of you are allowed to touch it.”

Chen Qiu had temporarily granted them access to the small world, so now they could freely move everything into the small world. The small world’s mountain was large enough to accommodate so much stuff.

However, the mountain behind the Chao Tian Sect had been deserted for too long, and only a small part had greenery; other places were barren. Although quite a few Spirit Beasts were transplanted before leaving Da Xia, it still seemed a bit lacking in vitality.

But with the full support of “Yuan Sect,” things were different.

Once all these things were moved into the mountain behind Chao Tian Sect, it would be utterly transformed, and the Spirit Trees would constantly emit Spiritual Energy, making the air in the mountain behind Chao Tian Sect not only several layers better but also richer in Spiritual Energy.

“What a life,” he said.

This young brown bear, looking at his busy clan members, casually patted a fruit tree beside him, caught a falling fruit, and started chewing it greedily, the sweet juice stimulating his taste buds, making him squint his eyes in enjoyment.

“How about that, Lao Deng, was my plan right or not?”

“If we were still in the Endless Desert, would we be enjoying this kind of treat? No scorching heat and the ability to dig our own caves and build our little home inside, rather than sleeping in dug pits like before in the desert, where many times I felt like a beggar bear, just short of wrapping myself in mud.”

“But look at us now.”

“This life, tsk.”

The young brown bear took another big bite of the Spirit Fruit in his hand and relished it contentedly: “Don’t mention it, this is the flavor, it’s a pity, it’s just missing some good-looking witches, if we had that as well, it’d be absolutely perfect.”

“I have no regrets in my life anymore.”

“Indeed.”

The elderly brown bear sitting beside him was holding a pile of Spirit Fruits, his smile so broad it nearly reached his ears, he raised his somewhat worn paw and patted his soft belly.

“Son, you truly are the most outstanding Clan Leader in the Brown Bear Clan in hundreds of years. When we left the Endless Desert that day, other Devil Clans laughed at you, but now it seems they must be regretting it deeply.”

“Hmph, even if they come, the Sect Master wouldn’t want them. We, the Brown Bear Clan, are born adorable, a talent not every Devil Clan possesses.”

The young brown bear leaned against the tree, gazing through the dappling leaves at the clear sky above and murmured, “Life is good like this, if only it could go on forever.”

To one side.

Countless Brown Bears were excitedly moving everything they laid their eyes on back to the small world. To say they dug three feet might be inaccurate— at least four or five would be more correct. The place was left barren, and even a fallen leaf buried in the soil was not spared, taken as fertilizer.