Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Reading 10,000 Books, Traveling 10,000 Miles

The strong among the two True Immortals, only separated by a Void Realm expert from the Immortals, truly felt amusing.

They have lived for so many years, weathering numerous storms, witnessing so many prodigies, yet never seen anyone as laughable as Qiao Wushuang and Zheng Guangzu.

It’s too oppositional.

Wang Xuan, a loose cultivator in the Refining Organs Realm, astonishingly resolved three disciples of the Mountain Gate, defeating two in Bone Marrow Refining and one in Blood Exchange in just a few moves.

This utterly embarrassed those Mountain Gate disciples, being crushed even when a realm or two higher; their dignity was discarded far away.

“How many generations? Young people now are so weak. Their foundations are better laid than before, but what’s the use of it.

A few disciples, cherished as treasures unwilling to throw out, are really like sheep being raised? So damn funny,” cursed He the Sixth.

For the past few hundred years, Mother Star has been turbulent and ordinary people never knew about the disasters, ultimately tamed by these Immortals.

By the third and fourth generations, the disciples below faced fewer dangers because elders sheltered them above.

Offered a good environment, surprisingly harming them instead, disciples were so leisurely and ignorant of worldly risks.

With a command, a Celestial Immortal from Immortal Martial Mountain began plotting the next training exercise, choosing the location on a deserted overseas island, a land rampant with fierce beasts.

“My application.”

Wang Xuan handed in the application form to an Elder, who carefully reviewed it, scrutinizing the “Refining Organs Realm” term repeatedly.

Finally, the Elder couldn’t contain his curiosity: “Wang Xuan, have you really achieved the Refining Organs Realm? It’s only been half a month!”

“Elder He cared for me. Without his transformation and accidentally ingesting a spirit medicine in Siberia, I wouldn’t have progressed this fast,” Wang Xuan once again spun tales, citing a stroke of luck.

Opening his mouth, he emitted a sword of Qi, gleaming like a white silk ribbon, shooting into the corner and sharply severing a leaf from a plant.

A robust organ indeed, it’s owned only by those in the Refining Organs, displaying his cultivation level.

“No falsehoods; I trust you wouldn’t deceive an old man like me. After all, Hall Master Chen isn’t blind, who dares fool around. Your application will soon be discussed at the meeting, and shortly you’ll be an Instructor.

Congratulations in advance, Coach Wang,” said the Elder.

A new generation replaces the old, recalling he became an Instructor at around his thirties, and now over ninety years have passed; astonishing.

Wang Xuan chuckled and replied, “I’ll take your kind words.”

Exiting out, he saw the three young men and women from Three Saints Mountain standing before him, their previous arrogance replaced with respect.

“We were presumptuous before, my brothers and I apologize to you,” Zheng Guangzu said with cupped hands in apology.

Being easily defeated by Wang Xuan indeed awakened them, Mountain Gate disciples may have a fine origin but must correct their attitude.

Such a vast world; in the martial world, survival relies on strength, presence, and experience; they’re still lacking too much in experience.

Surprised, Wang Xuan raised his eyebrow, “You’re able to swallow this matter; I’m truly surprised.”

Young people cherish pride, often risking everything for a breath of air; yet these three quickly reflected, seeking to turn foes into friends.

Zheng Guangzu and Tian Youcheng smiled awkwardly, not shaken, but scolded fiercely by mentors, denying their prior actions, demanding them to apologize.

Mountain Gate values temperament, affinity, and conduct. Causing trouble immediately after descending only invites disaster. Wang Xuan, under the protection of Immortal Martial Mountain experts, is foolish to provoke.

“I accept your apology, if there’s nothing else, I’ll leave.” Wang Xuan concluded, as he intended to study the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture and Celestial Treasure Long Saber.

Standing silently behind her two senior brothers, Qiao Wushuang was genuinely frightened, intimidated by the anomaly that swept them away in mere moves.

“Actually, we have a question,” Zheng Guangzu began, “Why do you think we lost so outright? What were our shortcomings?”

Wang Xuan laughed, surprised they asked, calmly replied, “Once you face life-and-death crises, when a couple of companions die, kill a few people, and witness bloodshed, you’ll understand survival of the fittest; the world is ruthless, and soon you’ll perceive it.”

These Mountain Gate disciples built solid foundations; whether physique or martial arts, they were outstanding at the same level. Inner cultivation surpassed loose cultivators.

Lacking awareness of life-and-death struggles, inexperienced; theories listened to are pointless without practical experiences.

Zheng Guangzu scratched his head, is it truly as Wang Xuan described? They read many elder travel journals, combat experiences, whether video or text, yet why do they disgrace themselves in battles?

Within the dormitory, as Qi and blood infused under mental control, the space within the Space Pendant opened; Wang Xuan retrieved the Celestial Treasure Long Saber within, continuing Qi and blood refining to master the Treasure Saber.

After refining the Space Pendant, the accelerator frequently chimed: “Source Power detected, absorb?”

Clearly, the Space Pendant contained Source Power, absorptive growth enhances accelerator’s Source Power value.

Silently wondering its absorptive potential; “How many units of Source Power?” Wang Xuan inwardly asked.

“One thousand,” the accelerator displayed numbers.

The unrefined Celestial Treasure Long Saber, upon touching, prompted: “Energy source detected, receive it?”

Evidently, extracting Source Power from unrefined Celestial Treasures was beyond him; refinement was necessary.

Spending a few hours alongside previous days’ effort, he finally refined the Celestial Treasure Long Saber.

“Source Power detected, absorb? Potentially absorptive Source Power value: seven hundred points,” the accelerator instructed.

Curious, Wang Xuan mused, the saber’s rank couldn’t surpass the Space Pendant, accentuating the distinct complexity over Tu Yingying’s humble description.

“Celestial Treasures categorize into Earth, Celestial, and True Grades, yet unclear on Source Power quantity; deceased Hall Master Chen’s armor ranged between five thousand to ten thousand points.

Considering his status and power, his Celestial Treasure belonged likely to Earth Grade, at most Earth Grade Peak; Chen’s cultivation only reached the Second Earth Immortal Realm—Divinity Transformation.”

Hence deducing Earth-grade Celestial Treasure Source Power spans several hundred to ten thousand points approximately; a rough estimate.

With Inner Strength infused, the saber appeared weighty, intensifying with increased Inner Strength, sinking if placed onto the ground.

“A fine saber; enough weight maximizes my strength advantage.”

Casually slicing, severing a steel column, writing on the wall with saber’s sharpness; reflecting its keen edge.

“Heard some Celestial Treasures inherently possess magic, activated to manifest; what’s special about this saber?”

Wang Xuan’s eyes sparkled; mentally integrating with the saber, suddenly injecting massive Inner Strength, draining a third to instantly unleash the saber’s magic.

Sizzling sound!

Suddenly, blue-violet electricity surged from within the saber, morphing into a thunderous dragon advancing, crashing against a wall, exploding; electricity spread like a web.

“Electricity is supremely destructive, can injure meridians and organs, paralyze opponents; in battle, if hitting foes, it solidifies victory almost certainly.”

Wang Xuan rejoiced.

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