Chapter 089
Chapter 89: The Opening of the Ten Thousand Visions Realm in Ten Days
Within the banquet hall, there were many juniors present. Most of them had heard of the Ten Thousand Visions Realm, but very few knew exactly what it was and what its purpose was.
Guan Zhuang’s calm and peaceful voice continued to echo, “The Ten Thousand Visions Realm contains three thousand worlds, and these worlds are available for cultivation trials.”
It sounded like a good thing.
But was it really that simple?
“The three thousand worlds within the Ten Thousand Visions Realm are all similar to the mortal realm,” Sect Master Pei suddenly spoke up. “Cultivators who enter these worlds will be suppressed by the rules and become ordinary people.”
Sect Master Yao, fearing that his daughter and Yan Zhou Bai might entertain reckless thoughts, quickly added, “It sounds harmless enough, but the Ten Thousand Visions Realm has clear rewards and punishments. Completing the assigned tasks brings generous rewards, but failure can result in a regression of cultivation, or even death.”
At this point, Sect Master Yao paused.
“Over the years, many cultivators who survived the Ten Thousand Visions Realm have left behind valuable insights. The tasks within the Ten Thousand Visions Realm can only be described as cunning and difficult.”
After speaking, Sect Master Yao glanced at Yao Ruo Ruo and Yan Zhou Bai.
Yao Ruo Ruo appeared innocent and obedient, while Yan Zhou Bai seemed lost in thought.
Finally, Sect Master Meng added, “The Ten Thousand Visions Realm also randomly selects cultivators to enter.”
It was rare for a cultivator to complete a task in the Ten Thousand Visions Realm. Most who returned empty-handed were considered lucky.
So, the impending opening of the Ten Thousand Visions Realm was certainly not good news for them!
After the three sect masters briefly discussed the Ten Thousand Visions Realm, Shi Zi Chu had just finished reviewing the relevant details of the realm’s storyline.
In the original story, the Ten Thousand Visions Realm also opened during this period.
However, in her previous life, she had been severely punished by the Hall of Justice due to the Green Mountain Secret Realm trials. After barely recovering from her injuries, she was forcefully dragged into the Ten Thousand Visions Realm.
She had failed to complete a single task in that realm, and after coming out, her cultivation had regressed to the early stage of Foundation Establishment.
In contrast, the protagonist group, from Chu Zhi Rou to the male leads and supporting characters, all received substantial rewards—either their cultivation advanced, or they gained opportunities and heavenly treasures.
Opportunities!
Heavenly treasures!
Shi Zi Chu’s eyes gleamed as if her thoughts had been awakened.
Xing Lan, catching sight of Shi Zi Chu’s sparkling eyes, immediately felt a headache coming on.
It was said that a newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger, but for Jiu Jiu, this phrase might not apply, as she feared nothing at all.
The female villain system had also wised up this time—it was no longer calling out.
If it weren’t for the heroine’s protagonist halo, even the heroine herself might not survive the dangers of the Ten Thousand Visions Realm!
It waited for this malicious female character to perish within the Ten Thousand Visions Realm!
Once the three sect masters had finished briefly discussing the realm, Guan Zhuang slowly spoke, “The Ten Thousand Visions Realm has a spirit that actively selects those with affinity.”
As his words fell, Guan Zhuang flipped his palm, and an ancient bronze mirror, about the size of a palm, appeared in his view.
Suddenly, a cluster of pure white lotuses bloomed from within the mirror.
The lotuses had spirit and drifted towards those with affinity.
A lotus hovered in front of Yan Zhou Bai and Yao Ruo Ruo.
Another appeared before Meng Xi Yu.
Pei Qing You was no exception.
The three sect masters exchanged looks.
They turned their gazes back to Guan Zhuang’s calm and compassionate face, wishing they could smack him.
Shi Zi Chu stretched out a hand to poke at the pure white lotus before her.
The double-petaled white lotus, only the size of a palm, unfurled its layers of delicate petals, exuding an elegant beauty.
The lotus floated away, avoiding Shi Zi Chu’s fingers as if it were ticklish or shy.
Shi Zi Chu glanced at Xing Lan out of the corner of her eye. Seeing the worried expression in his eyes, she smiled softly, her eyes curving in silent reassurance.
Guan Zhuang’s peaceful, Buddhist-like voice continued, “The spirit lotus is the medium that connects the Ten Thousand Visions Realm’s three thousand worlds to the outside world. It also serves as the carrier for issuing tasks. Everyone must take great care of it.”
Shi Zi Chu quickly took a glance.
Jiang Wan Sheng and Ye He Qi also had a white lotus floating in front of them.
Aside from Ye He Qi, the clan chief, none of the venerables had a lotus before them, but about a third of the juniors in the hall had one.
As for the remaining lotuses, their destinations were unknown.
To avoid a gathering of venerables at the Bodhi Gate, Guan Zhuang mentioned, “The Ten Thousand Visions Realm will open in ten days.”
Ten days?
The time was so tight?
With the sudden appearance of matters concerning the Ten Thousand Visions Realm, most of the venerables had lost their appetite for the banquet.
Their juniors were about to venture into the perilous Ten Thousand Visions Realm, a place where the chances of death and injury were extremely high—how could they sit still?
Xing Lan had no time for distractions either, especially since Shi Zi Chu was one of the selected individuals.
The banquet ended early but was still considered a success.
After seeing off the guests, the master and disciple returned to the back mountain.
Shi Zi Chu took out the white lotus and showed it to Xing Lan. “Master, you study it first. I’ll go soak in the hot spring for a bit.”
The man, who had not looked up, took the lotus and said, “Sit.”
Shi Zi Chu obediently sat to the side.
“The spiritual power in the hot springs is abundant. You shouldn’t go there for now,” Xing Lan added.
Jiu Jiu was now at the peak of Golden Core. If too much spiritual power built up inside her, she would risk attracting heavenly tribulations. But this was certainly not the right time to break through to Nascent Soul.
Shi Zi Chu nodded.
Xing Lan held the lotus in his palm and said, “Tomorrow, I will make some adjustments. After you drip blood and sign the soul contract, it won’t be lost.”
?
Shi Zi Chu widened her eyes.
Adjustments? Soul contract?
She understood every word he said, but when they were put together, it didn’t quite make sense.
Xing Lan spoke slowly, “In essence, this is a magical artifact with spirit.”
A magical artifact with spirit. As long as the artifact spirit wasn’t harmed, making slight modifications was not a big issue.
Seeing that Xing Lan wasn’t joking, Shi Zi Chu couldn’t help but feel genuine admiration.
“These next few days, increase the body tempering intensity,” he said, placing two pairs of golden rings on the table. “After binding the soul contract to these magical artifacts, their weight can be freely adjusted. They’ll be more convenient that way.”
Under the realm’s rule suppression, spiritual power could not be used, but for cultivators focused on body tempering, their physiques would still be better than ordinary people, providing a form of protection.
Shi Zi Chu reached out and took the golden rings, which were engraved with swirling patterns. “Master, Zhi Rou is also an individual with affinity.”
Xing Lan glanced up.
The golden rings made a soft, clear sound as Shi Zi Chu played with them, her eyes curved in a smile as she said, “I may not have the same luck as Junior Sister Zhi Rou. She was severely injured and needed a spirit healing pill, but now she’s as lively as ever. If it were me…”
She sighed deeply before continuing, “What would I do without you, Master?”
The spatial storage ring in the distance contained Xue Gu, who gazed silently at the nearby pavilion filled with spiritual pills, not daring to speak.
Xing Lan raised his hand and poked Shi Zi Chu’s forehead.
“Always trying to charm me with nonsense,” he muttered.
Shi Zi Chu leaned back slightly, her watery, glistening eyes staring at him with a longing gaze.
“Go rest,” Xing Lan said.
Shi Zi Chu didn’t say anything further. She obediently stood up and walked toward the bed.
The next day.
When Shi Zi Chu woke up to practice body tempering, Xing Lan was not in the bamboo hut.
By the time she finished, the communication talisman at her waist lit up.
It was from the front mountain.
Meng Xi Yu had been waiting a while before Shi Zi Chu arrived.
“The contribution points are almost here,” Meng Xi Yu handed her back the disciple token. “You’ve missed nearly four years of tasks, and the Mission Hall has imposed a compulsory requirement.”
Shi Zi Chu thought back on it.
Cultivators below the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment were required to complete at least three tasks each year. Above the mid-stage, it was five.
Meng Xi Yu’s cold voice rang out again, “There are a total of forty tasks. I selected the simplest ones for you.”
Given her current cultivation, completing Foundation Establishment tasks was child’s play. She could finish them all within a month.
Shi Zi Chu looked at the uncompleted tasks on the disciple token.
They were indeed all simple, but the contribution points for each were no more than thirty.