Buzz!
A column of pure white light descended, enveloping Ji Fu within it.
He noticed instantly that three hundred great merits were deducted from his account. At the same time, however, a warm and soothing sensation coursed through his entire body, as if a dark aura was being expelled from him, causing his heart to relax.
As previously displayed information had stated, most of the supernatural abilities of the Buddhist sects were extremely strange and unpredictable. If he continued to be haunted by resentment, it was hard to say what might happen.
Especially since such curses were extremely subtle and difficult to detect, and were also likely to provoke hostility from monks.
Even if he returned to the Zhou World, he couldn’t dare to recklessly seek out Buddhist experts to remove the curse, lest he invite further trouble. It was still most convenient to rely on the Temple of the Sovereign Deity.
“This resentment could follow the host through reincarnation, endlessly clinging on—but now it’s resolved with just this one treatment…”
Ji Fu flexed his limbs slightly, a hint of joy appearing on his face, when suddenly he paused, “Wait… If the Temple of the Sovereign Deity has a healing system, why would I need to exchange for a Spirit-Stabilizing Pill?”
His soul had been damaged, making it impossible for him to cultivate Daoist techniques, a lifelong regret.
Suddenly realizing this, he immediately asked, “Temple of the Sovereign Deity… can my soul’s defect be repaired?”
[Yes! Healing the soul requires the consumption of five hundred great merits!]
The Temple of the Sovereign Deity responded immediately, causing Ji Fu’s face to brighten with joy. He then thoughtfully rubbed his chin, “It seems… my understanding of the Temple of the Sovereign Deity is still too limited…”
“The Spirit-Stabilizing Pill can be taken out into the external world and given to others, so its cost is twice that of a Reincarnator’s own treatment?”
Suddenly, he thought of Xin Jue and San Gu, and how, in just a few days, they had advanced significantly in numerous spells and puppetry techniques, something that couldn’t be explained by ordinary logic.
With this thought, he immediately began exploring further, discovering a small secret:
[Ding! The Enhancement System has been activated!]
[You can instantly gain a certain level of power by consuming merits and credentials!]
…
“Instantly?”
Ji Fu’s eyes lit up. He clicked open the screen and was immediately met with a dense array of branching options—martial arts, Daoist techniques, witchcraft, Confucian arts, spirit summoning…
He tried clicking on the martial arts option, and a line of glowing text unfolded before him:
[Physical Realm Enhancement: Can be enhanced up to the Peak Transformation Stage, requiring 100 great merits!]
[Master of Martial Arts Enhancement: Requires 500 great merits!]
[Grand Master of Martial Arts Enhancement: Requires 300 celestial merits! One Desolate-grade credential!]
[Enhancement to Martial Sage: Access denied, details unavailable!]
…
“A-grade credential? What is that?”
Ji Fu’s mind stirred, and he soon received a reply that made him both laugh and cry: [Access denied, details unavailable!]
“It sounds like some kind of access qualification… meaning that even with merits, it’s not enough; one must also possess this credential to receive enhancements beyond the Grand Master level?”
Ji Fu rubbed his chin thoughtfully, a vague idea forming in his mind: “This credential might actually be something rarer than merits!”
Curious, he opened the Daoist techniques and witchcraft sections, only to be dazzled by the staggering requirements listed:
[Enhancement to Daoist Immortal: Requires 1000 celestial merits! One Huang-grade credential!]
[Enhancement to Great Witch: Requires 800 celestial merits! One Huang-grade credential!]
…
“It seems that enhancements related to magical techniques and supernatural abilities are all incredibly costly, whereas physical martial cultivation is actually the most affordable…”
Suddenly, Ji Fu felt like a penniless pauper: “Forget it… I should just cultivate the old-fashioned way! It might be a bit slow… Hmm? Wait…”
Thinking of Xin Jue and San Gu’s performance, he continued flipping through the pages and, as expected, found some scattered options: “Enhancement of the Aura Perception Technique—requires 500 celestial merits, one荒-grade credential? And Enhancement of the Vine-Mulberry Dao Technique—directly grants a minor spell, only requiring 300 great merits?”
Clearly, within the Temple of the Sovereign Deity, enhancing major realms was the hardest, but there were also scattered techniques and Daoist spells available for selection, which could serve as makeshift solutions.
Learning from this experience, Ji Fu studied the interface for a while before loudly declaring, “Temple of the Sovereign Deity… first, choose soul healing!”
A beam of light descended, and a sensation of a strengthened spirit immediately filled him, causing him to clench his fists involuntarily: “Indeed… as long as the merits are sufficient, everything I desire can be obtained within the Temple of the Sovereign Deity?”
After the healing concluded, Ji Fu took a deep breath and looked at the enhancement interface: “Temple of the Sovereign Deity, I want to choose enhancement!”
…
[Ding! This main divine mission has ended, and all the Reincarnators have been sent back to the Sovereign Divine Space!]
The Temple of the Sovereign Deity thundered, and a screen appeared before Wu Ming:
[Selected World: The Great Zhou Western Journey World!]
[Currently, the number of active reincarnators in this world: 357!]
[Rankings: …]
[Mission Rewards: …]
…
Inside the Temple of the Sovereign Deity.
Wu Ming’s true form sat atop the Throne of Ten Thousand Worlds, continuously absorbing the insights gained this time.
Even though the world’s rank was illusory, there were always lessons to be learned! As the pool of primal energy rippled, infinite threads of spiritual energy came from the void, causing the illusory paradise to expand further. Within the white glowing orb, a faint hint of red could be seen.
Seeing this, Wu Ming remained expressionless, yet his aura became increasingly ethereal…
At the same time, in the outside world.
In the Great Zhou World, at the estate of the Xie family by the Luo River in Dingzhou.
“This Xie family, with centuries of accumulation, has indeed built a rather impressive garden!”
Wu Ming’s avatar, dressed in a wide robe, strolled through the garden with his hands clasped behind his back, followed closely by Xie Xingshan and Xie Yi, both bowing respectfully behind him.
Previously, Wu Zhi had led three thousand troops to surround the city, and dispatched generals such as Qi Lin, Chen Jingzong, and Wu Tiehu to capture cities and expand territory. She herself requisitioned the Xie family’s ancestral home as her command center and place of rest, so naturally the Xie family dared not utter a single word of complaint and could only be grateful, fearing any oversight in hospitality.
“Not at all!”
Xie Xingshan and Xie Yi both wore bitter smiles. Although Xie Yi had previously met Wu Ming, his demeanor was now even more humble.
After all, the fate of their family’s legacy and thousands of clan members rested on the whim of this man—how could they dare to be negligent?
“Heh…”
Wu Ming, reading their expressions, guessed their thoughts and couldn’t help but shake his head with a faint smile.
He ruled over ten thousand worlds, while Xie Xingshan and Xie Yi worried over their small family estate—wasn’t that like worrying over nothing? Like summer insects discussing ice?
But he didn’t say anything, merely walking directly to a pavilion to sit down and take out a Daoist scroll to study carefully.
Seeing this, Xie Xingshan and Xie Yi’s faces twitched, recognizing it as their family’s ancestral Daoist technique, originally hidden in a secret chamber.
“There are quite a few secrets in your ancestral home… two hidden chambers and a secret passage…”
Wu Ming said casually, and Xie Xingshan immediately broke out in cold sweat: “Young Master sees clearly, I truly have no ill intentions. That secret passage was built by our ancestors, and even we descendants have forgotten about it…”
He deeply regretted not being more thorough in his disclosure. They had believed the secret passage and chambers, built by master craftsmen and Daoist experts summoned by their ancestors and protected by numerous wards, would remain undetected.
But how could he have anticipated? Wu Ming was already a Heaven Immortal, and with a sweep of his spiritual power, there was nowhere he couldn’t detect?
“Enough!”
Wu Ming waved his hand casually and tossed the Daoist scroll back.
Xie Xingshan scrambled to catch it, recognizing the handwriting of their ancestors. His heart relaxed slightly, but upon closer inspection, he noticed some small annotations between the lines, which made him angry.
“Your Daoist technique is fundamentally incomplete. Although it can be cultivated up to the Immortal level, it brings trouble afterward. I’ve specially supplemented it a bit. Consider it payment for renting your home!”
Wu Ming picked up his teacup and smiled.
“Supplemented? Annotated?”
Xie Xingshan was startled and began to examine the small annotations carefully, immediately realizing their value.
The annotations, although brief, were incisive and insightful. Being a knowledgeable person, he immediately recognized that he had obtained a treasure.
Moreover, the fact that the other party could annotate the Daoist text so effortlessly spoke volumes about his immense power, causing cold sweat to form on his forehead again.
“With this book, our descendants may finally have a chance at becoming Celestial Masters. This is truly a great blessing… but how terrifying must this Wu Ming’s Daoist techniques be…”
As Xie Xingshan wrestled with his thoughts, a messenger from the Fengfeng Guard hurried in to report: “The Daoist of the Heaven Observation Bureau requests an audience!”
“Grant it!”
Wu Ming waved his hand, and Xie Xingshan and Xie Yi immediately took their leave politely, escorted out of their family estate by the Fengfeng Guard.
Looking back, the two brothers exchanged glances, both speechless…
…
“Heavenly Phenomenon greets the Immortal Lord!”
After waiting for a while in the pavilion, Daoist Tianxiang hurried in and bowed respectfully.
He wore a specific uniform—two pieces connected together, with pleats on both sides and a flying fish pattern on the chest. His head resembled a dragon, appearing like a python but not quite, with a single horn on a fish-like body, giving him a majestic and noble appearance.
Clearly, the unique flying fish robe in this world was Wu Ming’s own creation.
The Zhi Xuan Bureau was established by Wu Zhi imitating the Bureau of Strange Occurrences from the Great Zhou Dynasty, specifically to gather extraordinary individuals for her own use.
Due to his power, Wu Ming naturally managed it on her behalf, and in a moment of mischievous whim, he directly copied the flying fish robe design for these hounds to wear.
The flying fish robe, neither python nor dragon, yet carrying a hint of dragon essence, was naturally reserved for the trusted followers of the true dragon.
An ancient classic once stated: “The flying fish resembles a pig with red patterns, over a meter long, with layered feathers and wings like cicadas. Wearing it prevents thunder and can be used to ward off weapons.”
In the previous Ming Dynasty of Wu Ming’s past life, the Jinyiwei, the emperor’s personal guards, had enjoyed this special honor.
Now, Wu Ming had equipped the Zhi Xuan Bureau with it without hesitation.
Looking at Daoist Tianxiang in his flying fish robe, a blend of Daoist elegance and official authority, Wu Ming felt a surge of dark satisfaction from his mischievous nature.
“You came personally. What’s the matter?”
Wu Ming asked directly. The Four Symbols Sect’s life and death were all in his palm, so he naturally spoke more casually.
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