Traveling across the globe for the first time

Zhang Haoran complained helplessly, "That old silver coin really does things meticulously!"
What can you do in 5 minutes? At most, you can save a few people, but can I really watch the Three Realms be destroyed by this old silver coin?

If you don't want to, you'll have to use your last trump card.

Having been arranged so clearly, he immediately gave up struggling, relaxed his shoulders, and let out a long breath, as if he had given up all his burdens.

The Heavenly Emperor's eyes lit up at this sight, thinking that this was an attempt to give up and admit defeat; that relaxed expression was something that could not be faked.

The Heavenly Emperor knew that the other party possessed a great secret, which was why he was so cautious.

If one can gain control of this person and obtain the opportunities within him, then it is not impossible for him to rise to prominence.

Zhang Haoran is indeed very relaxed now, because in front of a super old silver coin like the Heavenly Emperor, he doesn't even have a chance to struggle. He has been arranged too clearly, and it's just a matter of making a sliding coffin for him and putting him in it for a peaceful burial.

He originally planned to improve his strength within the boundary point, then directly ascend to the Ninth Heaven to challenge those emperors. He planned to first ambush and kill a few weaker emperors, and then confront top powerhouses like the God Emperor.

Through this period of battles, we can further enhance our strength and then challenge the Heavenly Emperor, the final boss.

Unexpectedly, before he even left the boundary, the big boss came knocking on his door and blocked all his escape routes.

Sure enough, the idea of ​​the big boss waiting for the protagonist at the end to be killed can only happen in games.

This is the real world after all; the fact that they didn't bring a bunch of henchmen to attack us is already a big favor.

Zhang Haoran's expression kept changing, showing resentment, heartache, and above all, unwillingness. He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "I hate old silver coin!"

The sound resounded in all directions, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding space.

Upon hearing this roar of fury from the bottom of his heart, the Heavenly Emperor knew that a decision had been made.

Instead of drawing his sword and charging forward for a desperate fight, Zhang Haoran reluctantly took out a certificate, a reward he and Su Xiao had received long ago.

Audience pass!
This was his last trump card, and using it at the sixth rank would be a complete waste, which is why he had been reluctant to use it.

Zhang Haoran originally planned to save it until the seventh or even eighth rank, when his potential was exhausted and his strength could no longer be improved, in order to gain more room for growth. However, he has now been forced into this situation and has no choice but to use it.

He said dejectedly, "I was actually forced to use my last trump card by a native of this world. This is a disgrace to transmigrators."

Zhang Haoran suddenly made a decision: after resolving this matter, he would definitely add a course to Magic Martial Arts University to specifically teach students how to become an old silver coin. Moreover, it would not be a separate department, but a compulsory course for all Magic Martial Arts University students.

He wanted to ensure that the students of Magic Martial Arts University were not only top-notch in martial arts, but also outstanding in scheming.

After four years of systematic education, a group of young talents will surely be cultivated. In the future, anyone who opposes Magic Martial Arts will not only be crushed by force, but will also be thoroughly outmaneuvered.

He was completely outmaneuvered this time. He couldn't win a fight, he couldn't escape, and he didn't even have time to think of a solution. He had no choice but to use his ultimate trump card.

This feeling was too frustrating, so he was determined to cultivate a group of seasoned veterans within Magic Martial Arts Academy. He couldn't let himself be the only one being schemed against; he wanted others to experience the feeling of being manipulated as well.

He glared at the Heavenly Emperor with resentment, said nothing, and directly activated the audience pass in his hand.

"boom!"

A dazzling light suddenly appeared!

Everything around us froze!
Zhang Haoran felt a special energy envelop him, and his body began to float upwards, leaving behind a similar silhouette. This was not his soul leaving his body; it was a false body that remained, which was also the coordinates for his return.

Sensing that familiar energy, he knew that he was about to traverse not only space, but also time.

His figure continued to rise, surpassing the Heavenly Palace and the seed projection. The spatial seal set up by the Heavenly Emperor had no effect.

With a pop, as if piercing through a thin membrane, he left the Void Realm and appeared before him thirteen small orbs of light surrounding a large orb.

Those are the Thirteen Boundary Points and the Void Heaven Realm.

His flight speed increased rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he left the boundary world. What came into view was a wasteland, with jagged spatial rifts everywhere.

"I suppose this is the Heavenly Tomb! The environment is truly appalling."

"Hey! It seems quite a few people are approaching. Are they planning to team up and try to pass the challenge?"

Before he could even see who it was, he transformed into a streak of light and left the Three Realms, appearing before him a vast, long river...

Zhang Haoran emerged from a tributary.

"Is this the River of Time? It's truly magnificent!"
Unfortunately, the river of time has also been frozen in time, and we cannot see its flowing flow.

The stream of light he had transformed into was still rising, and it was flying faster and faster. The vast river of time was soon reduced to just a silver line. Then, a buzzing sound came from his mind, and the light and shadows before his eyes blurred, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Zhang Haoran knew that he had left his original universe and what he had just seen was merely the river of time in the world of high martial arts.

The function of the observer's pass is to transport the person to a certain time and space segment to listen to the preaching of a great being.

Because he was just an observer, he had no right to choose which great master to hear preach; it was all arranged randomly.

Zhang Haoran prayed silently in his heart: "I hope it is during the primordial era, when the Daoist Master Hongjun is giving a sermon. Even if it is only once, it will at least raise my strength to the seventh level."

It should be noted that Hongjun Daozu preached three times in Zixiao Palace, and each preaching lasted for three thousand years.

In such a long time, even without the voice of the Great Dao, he could have cultivated to the seventh level.

Moreover, it was the first time the Dao had been preached since the beginning of time, and many powerful individuals saw their strength greatly increase as a result, with even six saints emerging.

Zhang Haoran's idea was good, but unfortunately he didn't have the opportunity. The Hongjun Dao Master's speech was too grand and not something a newly advanced sixth-level martial artist was qualified to listen to.

The streak of light he transformed into flew faster and faster until it became a single point of light. His consciousness began to blur, and he gradually lost the ability to think.

After an unknown amount of time, when she regained consciousness, she found herself at the edge of a square. In the center of the square sat an old man with a kind and benevolent face, clearly a highly accomplished person.

Below him sat thirty-six disciples, the most conspicuous of whom was a monkey dressed in a Taoist robe, its face covered in golden fur, which looked quite striking.

Zhang Haoran immediately knew which time-space segment he had arrived in; this was the sermon of Patriarch Bodhi.

"How could it be Patriarch Bodhi giving a sermon?"

This left him somewhat disappointed. "I wonder what level of cultivation this Bodhi Patriarch has reached?"

It's important to know that there isn't just one Bodhi Patriarch in the Myriad Realms Tower. The earliest one to appear was only at the sixth level, but the Bodhi Patriarch who was recommended to enter the Myriad Realms Tower by Sun Wukong was much stronger, being a ninth-level expert.

Zhang Haoran is already at the sixth level, so surely he wouldn't listen to a sixth-level expert preach again?

He felt a little uneasy. "I don't think the Myriad Realms Tower would be such a rip-off, would it?" If he were to listen to a sixth-level expert preach, he definitely wouldn't gain much, and he would still be tortured by the Heavenly Emperor when he got back. This was his last trump card.

As he nervously pondered whether to test Bodhi Patriarch's strength,
Whoosh whoosh!

A series of golden lights flashed by!

Then a dense crowd appeared, filling the entire area around the square.

"Holy crap! How come there are so many bystanders?"

Zhang Haoran was dumbfounded!
There were only thirty-six disciples listening to Patriarch Bodhi's sermon, but there were several thousand bystanders, and he even saw Su Xiao's figure.

Seeing Su Xiao wasn't the key point; the key point was that the aura emanating from the other party was as deep and boundless as the ocean, giving him a feeling as if he had been swept away by a blade of wind. It was probably only because the scene restricted the onlookers from attacking each other that he was able to suffer severe mental damage from just one glance.

Su Xiao had probably just been teleported here, and out of his hunter's instincts, he hadn't had time to conceal his aura. Dark red blood energy wafted around him, and in terms of sheer presence, he was even more imposing than Patriarch Bodhi.

Zhang Haoran exclaimed in shock, "Damn, it's only been a short time since I last saw him, how could he have become this powerful?"

This must be at least level seven, right?
And it's not just the initial stage; it should be the advanced or peak of the seventh rank.

"If I had known Su Xiao was this powerful, why would I have risked my life fighting the Heavenly Emperor? I could have just summoned him directly!"

Then he realized what was happening.

The observer pass transports him to a point in the past, meaning that no matter when Su Xiao activates the observer pass, he will arrive at this scene.

Perhaps this is Su Xiao a few years from now.

Although he had this guess in his mind, he had a vague feeling that this might be the current Su Xiao.

Judging from the unwillingness and undisguised killing intent in Su Xiao's eyes, he must have encountered the same situation as me. Because he was not confident in defeating a strong enemy, he chose to use the observer's pass to improve his strength.

When will that be?

Challenge the Lord of the Abyss?

It's unlikely. At that time, Su Xiao was already a Grandmaster of the Extreme Realm. Even if he wasn't confident of defeating the Lord of the Abyss, he would at most be evenly matched. As long as he still had the strength to fight, he wouldn't waste such a precious opportunity.

Even if the Heavenly Emperor's cultivation level was only at the mid-sixth rank, he would still choose to take a gamble rather than use the observer's pass.

That means challenging the supreme being!
"This is impossible!"

Zhang Haoran roared in his heart, "How come Su Xiao is going to challenge the Supreme Being so soon?"

That's an eighth-tier expert!

When Laozi entered the False Heavenly Tomb, he had just summoned him to cover their retreat. Only a few months had passed, how could his strength have suddenly leaped from the fifth rank to the seventh rank?

However, the thought that the enemies they were about to face were the ultimate bosses of this world came to mind.

He seemed to understand something; time accelerated!
These time travelers should have graduated at the same time, so it's normal for them to start challenging the final boss now.

He now deeply regrets it. If he had known Su Xiao was so powerful, he would have just summoned him to kill the Heavenly Emperor instead of wasting a hearing pass.

However, he soon made a new discovery: Su Xiao did not respond to his gaze, but kept staring at Patriarch Bodhi.

He considered a possibility: there might be more than one group of time travelers, and perhaps this wasn't the Su Xiao he knew.

However, after seeing the other party's strength, he was relieved. It was impossible for the Myriad Realms Tower to arrange for a sixth-level expert to preach to a seventh-level expert.

In other words, this Bodhi Patriarch is at least at the eighth level, and the ninth level is more likely.

Listening to the sounds of the Great Dao here for a few months will greatly improve one's strength, at least enough to defeat the Heavenly Emperor.

He stopped paying attention to Su Xiao because the sermon was about to begin!

His gaze toward Patriarch Bodhi became eager; this was a ninth-tier expert, after all. He wondered how much he could gain this time.

Unbeknownst to Zhang Haoran, just as he withdrew his gaze, Su Xiao subtly glanced in his direction, her eyes full of amusement, and murmured, "You don't get many chances to fight to the death against a powerful enemy, so I won't steal your thunder this time! I hope you remember our agreement and leave the Earth Emperor to me."

Otherwise, they would definitely ask you for compensation for emotional distress.

In fact, Su Xiao had already noticed the other party's gaze. If he couldn't even notice such an obvious observation, would he still be a hunter?

Su Xiao did not believe that he would necessarily surpass Zhang Haoran in the future.

In the Myriad Realms Tower, strength isn't the most important thing; money is king.

As long as you have enough valuable points, you can become a top expert in no time. This time listening to the Dao is the best example.

In just a few months, a martial artist's strength can be raised by one level, and upon returning to their original world, not even a second has passed there. This is the true power of the Myriad Realms Tower.

In the world of high martial arts, there are precious energy stone veins, so it's only a matter of time before Zhang Haoran soars to great heights.

Therefore, Su Xiao's refusal to acknowledge him was not because she looked down on his current strength, but because she did not want to take away his opportunity. In the end, she would still have to face the big boss herself.

This is also a graduation test for time travelers.

At this moment, Bodhi Patriarch, who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. A profound aura enveloped the entire plaza, and everyone held their breath, listening intently. Bodhi Patriarch's gaze was gentle, his face smiling, and his voice was deep as he said, "Today's discourse is on the Yellow Court Classic. Laozi composed seven-character verses in his leisure time, explaining the body and the various deities. Above is the Yellow Court, below is the Guanyuan, behind is the Youque, in front is the Mingmen, breathing enters the Dantian, and the clear water of the Jade Pool nourishes the spiritual root..."

Although the content of the Bodhi Patriarch's discourse was the Yellow Court Classic, his very first words were the voice of the Great Dao, profound and mysterious...

Immediately, extraordinary phenomena appeared: flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprang from the ground, and dazzling starlight appeared in the sky, transforming into celestial flowers that slowly fell and merged into the bodies of everyone who heard them. Golden lotuses bloomed on the ground, enveloping the listeners and allowing them to enter a state of enlightenment.

Because of his multiple moments of sudden enlightenment, Zhang Haoran was able to maintain a certain level of thinking. He stared in astonishment!

"Holy crap, this is incredible! The sound of the Great Dao can elevate one's martial arts realm, and the purest天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) can boost one's cultivation. This is like ascending to the heavens in one step!"

As soon as the starlight entered his body, he could feel his basic qi and blood beginning to rise. This was not a simple phenomenon, but the essence of heaven and earth.

The next moment, the voice of the Great Dao became exceptionally loud in his ears, even directly entering his sea of ​​consciousness: "Those who can cultivate themselves can live forever; the man in the Yellow Court wears a scarlet robe; Guan Yuanmao's flute and gate are both in disarray; the lofty and majestic Youque Xia is towering..."

This was because Patriarch Bodhi discovered that he still had other thoughts on his mind, so he added something special.

boom!
Zhang Haoran felt his mind go blank, with only the sound of the Great Dao echoing in his ears, instantly entering a state of enlightenment. (End of Chapter)