Divine Seal: Attribute Cultivation, Starting from Saving Cai'er

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The colorful glass boat sails on the diamond-sharded river of the Emerald Abyss, with billions of specks of light flowing like liquid star silk outside the porthole.

Long Fan held a Mirror of All Heavens formed from moonlight between his fingertips, reflecting the fleeting images of countless worlds.

It features both the melodies and dances of the Qin Emperor Continent and the battles for supremacy among heroes of the Bright Continent.

Or perhaps it's the fierce battle for supremacy on the Tianhen Continent...

However, what Long Fan was most concerned about was the God and Demon Continent he had traveled through.

The Knights' Temple has broken through a new realm bottleneck; a million spiritual power is no longer a limitation for ascension on the continent.

At this moment, Long Yuebing, the rightful first temple master of the Knights Temple, is presiding over the awarding ceremony as a divine-level holy knight.

Where the sword's edge passed, a deep blue starlight flowed, enlightening each newly promoted ninth-tier, ninth-level Divine Seal Knight.

Then the Divine Knights conferred titles upon the eighth-tier Holy Knights... then the seventh-tier Temple, the sixth-tier Radiant... until the Knight Squire.

Every knight's glory deserves recognition.

Of course, every knight's code must also be upheld.

Seeing that his eldest son had managed everything in an orderly manner, Long Fan nodded in satisfaction.

"Father, add some more!"

Just then, Long Mengyao tiptoed and held up the Stardust Seaweed Crown.

The crown above had been corroded with several gaps by the elusive Abyssal Void Worms.

Upon seeing this, Long Fan first affectionately patted his youngest daughter.

Then, with a flick of the finger, a sliver of deep blue light entered the crack.

Instantly, ice crystal patterns appeared along the edges of the algae leaves, and tiny star-rainbow corals grew from the damaged areas.

Then, under Mengyao's bright, sparkling eyes, it automatically repaired itself into a hollowed-out crown.

"This unscientific!"

Long Jin held up the volcanic rock that was pulsating with red light and shouted.

"What happened to natural selection? We should let nature take its course, but Dad's being biased..."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuena looked up from the Star Core Tome.

The seven-colored dragon scales refracted a narrow halo of light, and it smiled slightly.

"Your father's deep blue power is the greatest 'cheat code' in the entire universe."

Long Fan ruffled his youngest son's hair.

"Ahem, this is called reasonable cheating."

"It's the same as when you opened fewer spiritual veins than Yao Yao, so you ate more God of Food buns."

Mengyao held the crown that her father had repaired and echoed.

"It's just..."

This immediately amused Yueye, and Cai'er and the others smiled sweetly.

Just as the family was enjoying a happy and harmonious time together...

The Mirror of All Heavens projected an interesting scene—

[Cyber ​​Scorched Earth: Guarding the Essence]

In a wasteland, a powerful machine race is hunting down the last human refuge.

Countless humans were harvested like weeds, their lives helplessly withering away amidst blooming blood.

The remaining members of their kind can only survive by hiding and struggling like sewer rats under the oppression of the mechanical army.

But then a young man, unwilling to accept his fate, honed his fighting skills and techniques in a simple environment.

He used a rusty iron rod to block the laser cannon, his arm armor flashing with blurry lightning runes.

Long Fan stared at the boy's burned right leg, but continued to get up and train on his own.

I vaguely saw myself back when I was at level 3 in Spirit Power, constantly drawing and swinging my sword like this...

Long Fan's mind stirred, and the deep blue panel floated in the air:

"Add points to activate options—"

A. The Emperor's overwhelming power clears the field (Efficiency √, Prestige ×)

B. Samurai Training Illusion (Pain's Painful Memories)

C. Sending cheats anonymously (keeping one's merits hidden)

Before Long Fan could make a choice, Long Jin, seemingly on the same wavelength, suddenly selected option C.

"Choosing A is too low, choosing B is immoral, C is the essence of Dad's repressed slut!"

The option took effect, as if the wave of creation had set the course of destiny in motion.

As the boy stumbled and fell, a rusty Thunder Medal suddenly appeared in his arms.

As it touched the ground, blood dripped directly onto it.

A lightning shield erupted, instantly transforming him into a warrior. His entire body was covered in gleaming, shimmering armor, and crackling arcs of lightning danced at his fingertips.

Flesh and flesh are bitter and weak, and machines soar.

Using fused mechs to fight against super-intelligent machines is the only way to win.

After the cheater awakened, the gears of fate began to turn again...

……

……

Glass chases after illusions.

A small boat roams freely in the world...

The transformed awning boat sailed across a vast expanse of azure waters, crushing thirty thousand acres of starry sky.

A small red clay stove at the bow of the boat was simmering plum wine, and the steam inside the cabin, even through the bamboo curtains, was permeated with sweet and sour vapor.

Long Fan tapped the side of the boat with his finger, and thirty-six reflections rippled across the bluestone slab.

The interstellar merchant who boarded the ship the other day clearly left behind some troublesome accounts related to quantum ripples.

Just as they were about to intervene, a childish exclamation suddenly came from the stern of the ship.

The youngest daughter ran barefoot, her ankles jingling like snowflakes.

"Father, look! The snow on the tip of the white pagoda has melted and formed a phoenix!"

Long Fan was pulled by the corner of his clothes and turned his head, and happened to see Yue Ye leaning against the window pruning potted plants.

The moon-white hem of her robe swept past the jade hairpin, startling a few fireflies that clung to the red string in her hair.

Seemingly sensing something, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"The mechanical magpie I picked up in Cyber ​​Chang'an last week has learned to bring real flowers."

at this time.

Suddenly, a thunderous clapping sound came from the shore.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in a blue robe rode the waves, the jade pendant at his waist striking the rhythm of the poem "Bring in the Wine".

"What a reclusive master! This little paradise is actually a blend of Tang and Song dynasty mists and interstellar reflections?"

Behind her followed a puppet maid carrying a zither, all thirteen strings of which were solidified moonlight.

"Good wine from the little world next door."

As he spoke, Long Fan tossed over the warmed wine pot.

"Remember not to chew up the crystallization of time inside; savor it slowly."

Accompanied by the glass boat that traverses countless worlds, it suddenly enters a mirror-like medium with a mercury-like texture.

It was clearly a realm of illusion and mirage.

At the same time, the middle-aged man in the blue robe, who had taken the wine and was drinking it in large gulps, also entered.

The latter remained still, only spilling some wine.

Instantly, countless mirror-like figures appeared.

Long Fan remained unmoved, casually picked up the wine pot and took a sip.

Without any other movement, several clones appeared in a flash.

A battle between the two sides is about to break out.

Knight One was the first to be hit, and amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, a classic line was uttered:

"I, Knight Long Fan, owe my success today entirely to three things!"

Warrior Number Two swung his sword and slashed.

"Effort! Comprehension! Add points to Deep Blue!"

As the mage dodged, he fired a shot with a cold laugh.

"No, I fought for it myself. After all, my wife is very cool, but the system is quite unreliable!"

Before the words were finished, a long, drawn-out chime came from deep within the alley.

The moss-covered stone tablet suddenly oozed ink, which solidified in the void to form a couplet for a new realm:

[Idly tapping chess pieces as stars fall into the Milky Way]
[Drunk, I wield my sword, cutting through the clouds]

The middle-aged scholar's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clapped his hands.

The puppet maidservant immediately took a step forward and began to play a piece of music.

First, the sounds of pearls falling onto a jade plate were like large and small pearls, and then the music of the zither and lute suddenly turned extremely somber.

Everything became aggressive, whether it was water, air, or spacetime.

Strange ripples spread outwards, rapidly covering the direction where Long Fan was located.

In an instant, a heart-wrenching melody resounded, and a thunderous roar shook the heavens… (End of Chapter)