“Haha, the ‘Astonishing Manuscript’ of the Zhao Clan of Divine Capital is here too.” Qi Xia seemed to harbor considerable disdain for the Zhao Clan of Divine Capital, her tone clearly tinged with schadenfreude.
The Zhao Clan of Divine Capital is one of the Fourteen Great Clans and currently serves as the imperial family of the Great Jin Dynasty!
Meng Qi had heard from Xin Xin that after the Middle Ages, in order to resist the oppression of martial sects, the clans united to establish an empire, jointly promoting the strongest clan as the imperial family. At that time, the world looked on in awe as the clans and sects were evenly matched. However, later on, the clan that became the imperial family seemed to gain immense benefits from ascending the throne. With the sects inciting jealousy among the other clans, greed arose, leading to several dynastic changes. The current stability lies with the two great empires of Great Jin and Great Zhou (Northern Zhou).
Among them, Great Jin has nine major clans, comparable in strength to the martial sects, while Great Zhou only has five major clans, heavily constrained by the sects.
“The ‘Silent External Chapter’ and the ‘Heavenly Divine Fist’ of the Gao Clan of Changle are also here. Their redemption price is similar to that of the ‘Astonishing Manuscript,’ both around 150,000 virtuous merits, a full 250,000 less than my sect’s ‘Jade Register of the Celestial Emperor,’ heh, and this is even a fragmented version of the ‘Jade Register of the Celestial Emperor.'” Qing Jing’s mood seemed to have improved significantly.
Being so young, they momentarily forgot they were in an unknown environment and instinctively compared the superiority of their sects’ core martial manuals through “redemption prices,” and the result made Qing Jing very happy and proud.
The Gao Clan of Changle is the imperial family of Great Zhou.
“There are many divine techniques listed here that I haven’t even heard of…” Jiang Zhiwei felt a bit down when she saw that her sect’s “Supreme Sword Sutra” could only be exchanged for 250,000 virtuous merits, quickly changing the subject.
Meng Qi secretly nodded. Even someone as “knowledgeable” as himself had not heard of more than half of the martial techniques listed.
The “Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation” did not give them the chance to continue viewing. The light screen flipped, revealing the second page, which displayed “Divine Body Level Divine Techniques.”
The towering light screen, standing over ten meters high, flipped swiftly, spanning three full pages to showcase all the techniques at this level. Though they flashed by in an instant, Meng Qi still managed to catch sight of the “True Dream Sutra” and the “Invincible Vajra Divine Art,” as well as each individual move of the “Buddha’s Palm” and the “Seven Heavens-Intercepting Swords.” Their redemption prices ranged from ten thousand to 130,000.
Afterwards, the light screen displayed “Exterior Realm Level Masterpieces,” “Awakening Meridian Level Martial Arts,” “Qi Accumulation Stage Techniques,” and “Foundation Building Stage Basics.” Meng Qi vaguely caught sight of “A-nan’s Broken Precept Saber Technique,” as well as the “Ultimate Yang Divine Art” and the “Ultimate Yin Sutra,” among others.
“Luohan Fist,” redemption price: two virtuous merits…” Meng Qi looked at the last few lines of the final page and immediately felt very “impoverished.”
“These are the prices for redeeming secret manuals. If you want to learn them directly, the price doubles, up to five times the original.” The cold, emotionless voice of the “Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation” rang out again, followed by the golden background light fading away, revealing a silver-white light screen.
“The Spectrum of Peerless Divine Weapons.” Meng Qi squinted and read the words at the top.
“The Human Emperor Sword, forged by the Human Emperor, the ultimate in kingship, missing, redemption price: nine hundred thousand virtuous merits.” Jiang Zhiwei read along, then laughed, “This page is missing a lot.”
This page listed only ten divine weapons, but six of them were marked as “missing.”
Qing Jing burst into loud laughter: “Of course, who doesn’t know the ‘Time Blade’ is in our Xuantian Sect? Time is like a blade, each cut ages a person!”
This was the third item listed on the peerless divine weapons page: “Time Blade, suspected to be forged by the Celestial Emperor, the ultimate in unpredictability, missing, redemption price: nine hundred thousand virtuous merits.”
There were only four items on this page without the word “missing,” marked respectively as the “Underworld Sword,” the ultimate in killing; the “Wheel Sealing Seal,” the ultimate in mystery; the “Devil Emperor Claw,” the ultimate in filth; and the “Bodhi Wondrous Tree,” which could cleanse anything.
“These actually exist…” Meng Qi felt like he was dreaming again; all the myths and legends were here!
In this state, the following spectrums of “Divine Weapon Treasures,” “Precious Weapons,” “Fine Weapons,” “Hundred Refinements Weapons,” and “Ordinary Weapons” barely registered with Meng Qi. Only at the end did he hear Qi Xia of the Great River Gang, puzzled and serious, say: “I haven’t heard that the ‘Passage Delivering Zither’ of the Ruan Clan of Langya was lost. Why isn’t the word ‘missing’ written on the ‘Divine Weapon Treasures’ spectrum?”
She seemed somewhat inclined to believe in this inexplicable redemption spectrum.
Jiang Zhiwei nodded: “My sect’s ‘Sword of Self-Reflection’ is marked as missing. Perhaps…”
She didn’t finish, but everyone’s thoughts were similar—that perhaps the Ruan Clan’s ancestral divine weapon had already been lost, but they had kept it secret.
The Ruan Clan of Langya is one of the nine great clans of the Great Jin Dynasty.
The light screen continued flipping, changing from silver-white to bluish-green, displaying the redemption list for elixirs, rare treasures, and various miscellaneous items.
Here, Meng Qi saw the “Great Luo Golden Pill,” which could revive the dead and regenerate flesh (price: 300,000 virtuous merits), as well as the common “Qi-Enhancing Pills” and silver (one virtuous merit could be exchanged for fifty taels, but silver could not be exchanged for virtuous merits).
At this point, the light screen disappeared, indicating that all redeemable items had been displayed. Meng Qi felt a little disappointed. Wasn’t everything redeemable? Where were the promised high-level items? Super Saiyan lineage? Yang Shen? Great Accomplishment Holy Body? Direct Death Magic Eyes?
“It seems this is a reincarnation world matching the xianxia martial cultivation world…” Meng Qi quietly exhaled.
“If we want to escape this reincarnation world, what should we do?” Suddenly, Zhang Yuanshan asked.
This question immediately captured everyone’s attention. Although the items listed by the “Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation” were very tempting, they were likely equally dangerous. None of them were too willing to risk their lives chasing after them, especially since Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei, Qing Jing, and Qi Xia, unlike Meng Qi, were all being cultivated as future pillars in their respective sects, with the potential to access their sects’ supreme divine techniques.
As for Meng Qi himself, he had just completed the “Hundred Day Foundation Building,” knew a bit of Luohan Fist, and had very low martial cultivation, so he really didn’t want to take risks now.
“Accumulate 300,000 virtuous merits, redeem the ‘Other Shore Talisman,’ and you can leave the reincarnation.” The voice of the “Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation” remained as cold as ever. “Sources of virtuous merits: task rewards and item redemptions. If the item is not missing from the list, the price is only thirty to fifty percent. If the item is missing from the list, the price will be increased accordingly.”
“Hmph, so if I steal the middle volume of the ‘Celestial Emperor Jade Register’ and redeem it, I can get the ‘Other Shore Talisman’?” Qing Jing angrily shouted, “So this is the Shaolin Sect’s plan!”
“It can be redeemed.” The voice of the “Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation” did not fluctuate at all. “Anyone who attempts to reveal the existence of the reincarnation world to outsiders will be eliminated; anyone who kills companions or allies from the same faction will have twice the amount of virtuous merits deducted based on the current main mission reward. If the virtuous merits are insufficient, they will be eliminated; anyone who exchanges redeemed secret manuals will be eliminated, except for secret manuals obtained by oneself in mission worlds…”
He announced the rules one by one in a grand and solemn voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the light and shadow changed, and Meng Qi and the others were completely plunged into darkness. When the light source appeared ahead, Meng Qi realized he had already left the white jade plaza and entered a corridor surrounded by stone walls on all sides.
“The Lord of the Hidden Emperor Fortress invented the ‘Heart-Stealing Pill’ to secretly control the leaders of various sects in his bid for the throne. The great hero Ma Lianghan accidentally uncovered this plot and invited three other top experts to storm the Hidden Emperor Fortress together. However, they were careless and were trapped by the fortress’s mechanisms.”
“Main mission: Kill the Lord of the Hidden Emperor Fortress within three hours. Each participant will be rewarded with fifty virtuous merits upon success. If the mission fails, all will be eliminated!”
“Sub-mission: Rescue the four experts trapped in the Hidden Emperor Fortress. Each rescued expert will reward each participant with ten virtuous merits. No punishment for failure.”
Greenish-blue ghostly flames burned rows of words into the stone floor. After a few breaths, the ghostly flames extinguished, and everything returned to normal.
“Hmph, it’s definitely the Shaolin Temple’s scheme!” Qing Jing’s face twisted with fury. “I absolutely refuse to carry out this absurd mission! What exactly are you all trying to pull?”
He glared at Meng Qi, not understanding how there could really be a mission!
Meng Qi shrugged and kept silent, thinking he couldn’t possibly tell a story about an infinite stream to trick a junior disciple like Qing Jing.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiwei drew her sword with her right hand. The sword’s sound was like a dragon’s roar, its light like autumn water.
She looked at everyone and said with a solemn expression: “I think we’d better complete the mission. The expert who can arbitrarily change our positions in this way must be at least a Primordial Body-level terrestrial immortal. If they wanted to kill us, it would be very easy. So, we should follow his instructions and see what happens.”
When she said the last half of her sentence, she slightly lifted her head again.
“Senior Jiang is absolutely right,” Zhang Yuanshan nodded in agreement.
Qi Xia thought for a moment and then pulled out a water-piercing spear that emitted a green glow: “Since things have come to this, we cannot just sit around waiting to die. According to the ‘Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation,’ after completing a mission, we can return for a while, and then we can think of other ways. For now, let’s complete the mission first!”
She was tall, her dress was tight-fitting, slim and graceful, her skin was wheat-colored, but to the naked eye, it looked tender and smooth. Combined with her delicate appearance, she had a bit of the charm of a girl from the southern water towns.
“I, I’ll follow whatever the Third Miss decides!” Yan Wujiang said nervously.
Meng Qi looked at him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t associate this tall, rough, and cowardly man with the “Zombie Fist” sect leader “Flying Night Demon” Yan Wuwo, who had caused the disaster of a hundred-mile wasteland, as described by Xin Xin. They were both from the Yan Clan and bore the same generation name, but how could there be such a big difference?
Qi Zhengyan of the Huanhua Sword Sect nodded slightly and said: “Although my knowledge is shallow, I think what Jiang girl said makes sense.”
Qing Jing tightly pressed his lips and turned his head to look at the torch stuck in the stone wall beside him. After a few breaths, he said with a stiff face: “I’m not afraid of any mission. If you die here, don’t blame me.”
“Life and death are determined by fate.” Zhang Yuanshan smiled slightly when he saw that everyone was united.
Jiang Zhiwei instinctively said: “I will use the sword in my hand to fight for a chance at fate…”
Upon saying this, she smiled and didn’t continue. This was a different understanding of the “Seven Heavens-Intercepting Swords” between the Washing Sword Pavilion and the Zhenwu Sect, a matter of ideological contention, and there was no need to create internal conflict at this time.
She turned her head to look at Meng Qi and smiled: “Little monk, do you want to go with us to complete the mission?”
Meng Qi was quite moved. Everyone else had instinctively ignored his opinion as a novice monk, but it was good that someone still remembered: “Of course, please take good care of me, Miss Jiang.”
At a time like this, he could only follow the strongest few closely, and Meng Qi was very clear about this.
Jiang Zhiwei couldn’t help but laugh: “You should call me Lady Jiang.”
Meng Qi took a light breath and, before others could speak, said: “I think we should first rescue the four experts and then go to surround and kill the Lord of the Hidden Emperor Fortress.”
“Isn’t that a waste of time?” Qing Jing still felt that all the Shaolin monks were bad people.
Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and Qi Xia and said: “First, we don’t know the strength of the Lord of the Hidden Emperor Fortress. Rushing there recklessly would be very dangerous. Second, I don’t think there’s any subplot that needs to be announced at the beginning; it should only be issued when we truly encounter it. I suspect the real meaning of this subplot is that the ‘Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation’ doesn’t believe we can complete the main mission independently, so he wants us to find help first.”
Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and others nodded slightly. Having four more people who understood the situation would naturally be better, but they were afraid of wasting time and failing the mission.
“Hmph, you speak as if you know the ‘Lord of the Six Dao Reincarnation’ very well. Do you have a lot of experience?” Qing Jing looked sideways at Meng Qi.
Of course, experience from playing games and reading novels… Meng Qi quietly said to himself. He wasn’t a sage; he just knew a bit more about “missions” and similar “reincarnation worlds.” Maybe he was right, or maybe he was wrong.
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qi’s eyes suddenly widened. He saw a black shadow flying toward them from ahead. “He” never touched the ground, always flying in mid-air, just like a floating evil ghost!
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