Several peach trees surrounded the area, with a clear, secluded pool in the middle, its surface a deep green, rich magic power condensed into liquid form, merging with the pool.

Chen Xing began setting up the Transcendence Ceremony formation.

In essence, whether transitioning from single attribute transcendence to Sìxiàng transcendence, the formation for these four types of Transcendence Ceremonies were universally applicable.

This could be used for all Beast Tamers.

Of course, holding a ceremony was one thing, but whether one could achieve transcendence was another…

Chen Xing took out materials to start setting up the Sìxiàng Transcendence Ceremony formation.

One by one, the processed materials were placed on the ground, and finally, Spirit Sand was used as “thread” to interlink all the materials together.

It took half an hour to complete the arrangement of the formation.

As the precise placement of the formation was completed one by one, the magic power in the air seemed to respond to a call, slowly beginning to flow towards the core of the formation.

This invisible force, like the stars in the night sky, gradually joined together into a line.

In the pool, the previously tranquil liquid magic power now seemed to be stirred by an unseen hand.

They became more active, turning into wisps of light mist as if endowed with life, gently rising in the air.

Attracted by the formation, these mists of white, like water being siphoned, were poured in reverse, continuously entering the Transcendence Ceremony’s formation.

With the passage of time, the surrounding air itself seemed to be infected by this powerful magic power, growing increasingly hazy and mysterious.

A world of misty white quietly descended, shrouding the entire ceremonial site.

At the same time, the treasures placed within the Transcendence Ceremony formation began to sparkle with divine light.

These treasures included crystalline Divine Stones, ancient and mysterious beast bones, and exotic flowers and herbs emitting wafts of fragrance.

Stimulated by the formation, these treasures seemed to be imbued with life, each emitting different colored lights, soft or dazzling, interweaving together to eventually form a thick orb of rainbow light.

Sìxiàng stepped into it.

The rainbow light gently enveloped it.

“Now, we just have to wait, wait for a response when the ceremony ends,” Han Zhaobao told Chen Xing.

Looking at Sìxiàng in the midst of transcendence, Chen Xing’s heartstrings were tugged, and he found himself somewhat nervous.

“Don’t be nervous,” Han Zhaobao’s hand landed on Chen Xing’s shoulder, “Come on, get some sleep. By the time you wake up tomorrow morning, it might be over.”

Chen Xing was arranged into a spacious and quiet room.

The room was simply furnished with just a bed and a window and no other unnecessary items.

He lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

With no cell phone signal here, the only thing he could do was look out the window at the night sky, watching the bright stars twinkle in the darkness.

The next morning, as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains and streamed into the room, Chen Xing woke from a deep sleep.

He opened his eyes to the chirping of birds outside the window, crisp and melodious.

Chen Xing felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation and pleasure.

Opening the window, two birds outside were startled away.

From this angle, he could see most of the valley in its entirety.

Within the valley, vast swathes of mulberry trees stretched like a green ocean, rippling in waves with the undulating terrain.

The morning sunlight pierced through layers of leaves, casting mottled shadows below.

Inside the cool valley, a breeze blew through, and the leaves of the mulberry trees rustled.

Surrounding the area were well-constructed fields, irrigation canals, and a cluster of low buildings.

Many workers were already dressed in work gear, picking up fallen ripe mulberry leaves in the woods, as well as harvesting ripe mulberries.

“Hey, come down for breakfast.” Downstairs, Han Zhaobao was holding a big bowl and eating, waving at Chen Xing upstairs.

For breakfast, it was noodles, and Chen Xing also grabbed a large bowl to squat next to Han Zhaobao.

“These are the resources of the valley – the Victory Mulberry Trees.”

“They’re pretty big,” Chen Xing guessed, estimating at least several hundred acres in size.

“Yes, quite large, enough to sustain more than eight hundred families,” Han Zhaobao burped contentedly, placing his bowl on the stone platform beside him.

“Are all these mulberry leaves secret treasures?” Chen Xing’s expression shifted slightly, thinking that if these were secret treasures, the value they represented was quite staggering.

“Don’t exaggerate,” Han Zhaobao shook his head, “Not all leaves on a mulberry tree can become treasured materials. Treasured materials absorb the essence of heaven and earth and naturally also take the nourishment needed by other leaves to grow. If a tree can produce three secret treasure-grade leaves in a year, that would be a decent harvest.

Divine objects are elusive, and before they fall from the tree, ordinary people cannot distinguish which of the dense leaves on the entire tree is the one harboring a secret treasure.

Collecting these leaves is just a way to gather them all and then burn them together. Ordinary leaves turn to ash, while the Victory Mulberry Leaves, being secret treasures, resist flames and the ones that remain are the treasures.”

“Uncle Han, is this place safe? I don’t see any human settlements nearby.”

Han Zhaobao said, “Safety is relative, I can only do my best to ensure their safety.”

Compared to safety, the psychological state of being stationed in the wilderness for an extended period is even more important.

Besides the workers, there are guards here. From time to time, some wandering monsters might stray into the valley, so it is necessary to keep some Beast Tamers to drive them away. Moreover, these guards also patrol the nearby areas regularly, so basically, there won’t be any monsters coming here.”

With an inquiring attitude, Chen Xing asked, “Is there a beast tide in the wilderness?”

“Usually not. Monsters are not a united force; in their eyes, we are just another kind of ‘monster’, only our behavior patterns are a bit strange.

This place is our territory, and they won’t casually enter another ‘monster’s’ territory.”

“The kind of beast tide you mentioned generally happens under two conditions: one is when there is an existence capable of controlling or beguiling monsters on a large scale, and the other is when the monsters in a certain area sense danger and migrate en masse to escape.”

Not far away, in the forest, several Beast Tamers riding their beasts were patrolling nearby—it seemed these were the guards Han Zhaobao mentioned.

Observing these Beast Tamers, Chen Xing couldn’t help but think to himself, could this be considered “private troops” that are being raised?

Of course, there is no such term as private troops now – more accurately, they are contracted employees who work for the Han Family.

This is just one Resource Point. If there were ten, a hundred, a thousand Resource Points, then the accumulated number would be considerable.

If there were also workers who owned beasts, even if the Energy Level was not very high, with a sufficient base number, it would also be a significant figure.

At this moment, Chen Xing truly understood the meaning of a powerful family: they not only possessed vast resources but also had numerous talents and Beast Tamers who depended on them.

These Beast Tamers rely on the power of the powerful families to survive and grow, and in turn, the families are able to solidify their status.

No wonder there’s always been the saying among the people that “Great Xia is shared by the powerful families and the emperor.” Now it seems that this saying is not without basis.

The influence of powerful families has long permeated every aspect of Great Xia.

Chen Xing then thought of the Resource Point competition rules officially announced by Great Xia.

Without these rules, resource monopolization could also be a possibility.

But with the existence of these rules for competing for Resource Points, even talented Beast Tamers from common backgrounds have a path to ascend.

Aside from serving the major forces, they now have other choices.

This has provided ordinary independent Beast Tamers with a way to climb up the ladder and have a chance to share in the spoils.

In some sense, it can be considered an alternate “imperial examination system,” breaking the exclusive pattern of powerful families’ recommendation of candidates for official positions.

Add to that the preliminary screening system of the college entrance examination, as well as university training, followed by the subsequent competition for Resource Points.

One cannot say it’s entirely fair, but at least it provides a way out.

Suddenly, Chen Xing felt a palpitation.

From deep within his soul, a strong sense of pleasure surged from the inside out.

Chen Xing turned around abruptly, his face alight with joy as he looked toward the depths of the valley.

The Transcendence Ceremony of the Sìxiàng was about to come to an end.

Meanwhile, inside the gloomy and dim Dark Realm, a wonderful change seemed to be taking place.

In the depths of the valley.

A plethora of colorful lights was absorbed entirely by the Sìxiàng,

As these lights flowed in, the body of the Sìxiàng began to undergo a profound transformation.

Although it appeared almost unchanged in form, every inch of its skin and every strand of its fur were now brimming with an unprecedented vitality.

This vigor was not simply a sign of robust health; it was a deeper, more essential metamorphosis.

The body of the Sìxiàng seemed to have been reshaped, becoming tougher and stronger, filled with boundless power and energy.

At the same time, its aura underwent a groundbreaking change.

If it was sharp and foreboding before, it now had the depth of a vast ocean, emanating an indescribable majesty.

With a single thought, the Sìxiàng directed the magic power within its body.

Instantly, the surging magic power, like ocean tides drawn by the moon, ebbed and flowed with each breath of the Sìxiàng, stirring the sea of magic power and creating ripples after ripples.

These ripples spread through the void, blending with the surrounding magic power and painting a dazzling magical landscape.

Palm lightning shimmered.

The Thunder Spear quickly coalesced into form.

The highly restrained Thunder Spear, from the outside, didn’t look like flashing lightning but more like a dark purple, genuine weapon. Only its master, the Sìxiàng, could clearly feel the violent and unrestrained power of thunder lurking beneath its stable exterior.

The power of its skills had also seen a significant enhancement compared to before its Transcendence.

It was a pity that there was no fitting opponent for it to clearly feel the extent of its transformation.

Sensing the footsteps outside, the Sìxiàng turned its head, looking respectfully towards the figure at the far end of the road and bowed, “Master!”

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