Why is my Hundred Lifetimes Book different?

22, the myriad mortal world's energy

This is a place of despair.

There is no sun or moon in the sky, and no mountains or rivers on the earth.

Except for deathly silence.

Still, deathly silence.

This is the Celestial Prison.

The Sky City, located above Zhenbei City, was transformed from a magical artifact of a powerful immortal sect. It took the form of a prison, its power as imposing as a mountain, sealing off the heavens and suppressing sinful cultivators within.

The sinful cultivators spent their days and nights drawing talismans in their cells.

The spiritual energy exhaled each day was precisely calculated and assigned to different numbers of talisman-drawing tasks.

The talisman was naturally taken to be sold.

If anyone resists and fails to complete the task, they will be taught a lesson by heavenly thunder and earthly fire.

In comparison, being able to go to the arena to fight is a rare and good thing. If one can die on the arena, at least one can be spared the torment of being worse than dead.

If you can win a match, you can rest for a day.

……

Ren Qingshan has been working as a guard in the Immortal Prison for three years now.

Three years!

The Limitless Spiritual Root absorbed spiritual energy day and night, and not long ago, it finally succeeded in filling its dantian!

Within the vortex of the spiritual root, spiritual energy began to overflow.

Spirit stones are generated continuously day and night.

This kind of painstaking process may be slow, but the result is the best reward.

Based on his current cultivation level, a portion of the spiritual energy he breathes in each day can be converted into ten low-grade spirit stones through his Limitless Spiritual Root.

As your cultivation level increases, this number will naturally increase.

In his spare time, Ren Qingshan also learned a magic technique called "The Myriad Spirits Technique".

This technique was carefully selected by myself, perfectly matching the Limitless Spiritual Root, and using massive spiritual power to crush the opponent.

Only three moves:

Binding Rope.

The Spirit-Suppressing Seal.

Ethereal Explosion.

Although the moves are simple, their strength lies in the power to send bricks flying.

This year, Ren Qingshan is fourteen years old. His body has already developed to a considerable size, and he is a young man, handsome and dashing.

However, his cultivation level remained at the second level of Qi Refining.

The key to breaking through the third level of Qi Refining—True Qi—remains elusive and unattainable.

There are two reasons for this.

Firstly, he set his own standards too high, only accepting those whose true Qi was ranked in the top ten.

Secondly, it's a long story.

People enter Zhenbei Immortal Prison every month.

Over the past three years, three of the cultivators who were banished to the Immortal Prison possessed True Qi ranked among the top ten.

The first person was a prince of the Great Qi who lost a struggle. He possessed the fifth-ranked Imperial Dragon Qi. On the second day after he was imprisoned in the Immortal Prison, another prince came to claim and take away the Imperial Dragon Qi.

Prince, we can't afford to fight!

Moreover, my spiritual power was not yet fully accumulated at that time, so even if I obtained it, it would be difficult to refine.

The second person was once a disciple who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage. He was banished to the Immortal Prison for seducing his master's daughter. He possessed the seventh-ranked Taiyin True Qi, which was obtained by the six-year-old grandson of the Liang family's patriarch.

This grandson was the future successor handpicked by the Liang family's matriarch. At only six years old, he immediately broke through to the third level of Qi Refining.

Still can't win!

The third person was a cultivator who came out of the Heavenly Ruins more than a month ago. He was once a high-ranking Foundation Establishment cultivator and an Enforcement Immortal Envoy. He was seriously injured in the Heavenly Ruins, and his cultivation level dropped to the third level of Qi Refining. His colleagues seized the opportunity to throw him into the Immortal Prison. He possessed the Nine Heavens Thunder Qi, which ranked ninth.

Ren Qingshan realized that it was his turn to receive this true Qi.

The spiritual energy is fully charged.

I've already accumulated enough experience.

Qian Zhongchun highly recommends it.

The Liang family all agreed.

However, at the last minute, the eldest son of another Foundation Establishment family, the Luoshui Wang family, intercepted the deal.

As a result, the Wang family owed the Liang family a huge favor, and they sent countless gifts.

Ren Qingshan then completely gave up all hope.

It's laughable to think about it.

Independent cultivators have no chance!

Even if you have the backing of a family, without direct blood ties, you still have no chance!

oxen and horses!

They're all just cattle and horses!

Like many talented individuals in this celestial prison!

Among them are many exceptionally talented individuals, those who are self-reliant and persistent, and promising leaders who aspire to lead their entire families to prosperity on their own...

However, for various reasons, a single misstep can lead to total defeat.

It seems to confirm the saying: the more ambitious you are, the faster you die!

……

Obtaining the top ten True Qi through conventional channels is destined to be a futile wait.

Based on what he had seen and heard over the past three years, Ren Qingshan was 100% certain that obtaining the Hundred Deaths Book was an extremely dangerous act.

Those who can obtain the top ten spiritual energy are mostly not from ordinary backgrounds.

It could even be said that there wasn't a single one from an ordinary background!

These people attract countless eyes with their every move. The family's ancestors and masters are constantly interpreting the secrets of heaven for them. Even if they were to die and have their secrets taken away, they would definitely be discovered immediately!

At that time, the mighty power of this celestial prison will surely fall upon me!

……

"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, I am about to depart."

"Today should be the last time we meet."

Ren Qingshan arrived at a prison cell and, using his authority as a guard, handed him a pot of spirit wine.

This person's name is Zhuge Sheng.

It turns out that it has a deep connection with me.

Back then, the first tiger he killed was his mount when he was still a rogue cultivator.

Zhuge Sheng was also a man of extraordinary talent. Although he came from a humble background, he was blessed with great fortune.

When he was a child, he found a "divination seed" in an ancient tomb. With the ability to predict good and bad fortune and peek into the secrets of heaven, he turned misfortune into good fortune and cultivated to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Three years ago, he passed the Immortal Sect's assessment and became the Immortal Envoy of the Immortal Sect and the National Preceptor of the Great Qi.

He had also seen himself in Shanyang County.

It was during his battle with Zhang Xiuyan that he obtained the Qi Refining Talisman.

However, he was cautious by nature, and he walked quickly without saying a word.

Zhuge Sheng was imprisoned in the Immortal Prison because he blocked others' path. He was tricked by several other national advisors, who first blinded his spiritual root, then caused his cultivation to drop, and left him with no supplies and imprisoned.

At this time, Zhuge Sheng looked as if he had aged several decades, with white hair growing at his temples.

Ren Qingshan had never seen him in his prime as an Enforcer and Imperial Preceptor, but at this moment, the remaining air of nobility about him still made him seem extraordinary.

"Good wine."

"Our fate has run its course, so let's go."

Zhuge Sheng appeared calm and composed, seemingly unfazed by either favor or disgrace.

"Is there anything you need to tell me? I'll do my best to do what I can."

Ren Qingshan remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.

The fading of heroes and the graying of beauties are particularly regrettable things.

As fellow rogue cultivators, and with the other party being a senior, Ren Qingshan tried his best to restrain himself, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow.

I also wanted to do something for him.

"Hahaha, how many times have I told you? We cultivators prefer to avoid trouble and trust no one. Have you forgotten? Foolish!"

In the past few months, the two have chatted frequently and occasionally bickered.

Ren Qingshan often brought him wine.

Whether I forget or not is my business, but you're a dying man, so have some decency in your speech.

His cultivation was almost gone, and even his divination spiritual root had been defiled and lost its spirituality.

In the ring battle, if I hadn't asked my colleagues to take care of me, I would have been sent up there long ago and beaten to death.

"Hahahaha... It is only when one is about to die that one stops speaking kindly. I have been kind all my life, and before I die, it is time to create some bad karma with my words."

"Ren Qingshan, do you still remember that night, when I asked you, 'Do you practice cultivation? Who is your master?'"

Zhuge Sheng joked.

Upon hearing this, Ren Qingshan was slightly taken aback, then couldn't help but smile.

"Back then I was just a naughty child, ignorant of the immensity of the world, and thinking back on it now feels like a dream."

Zhuge Sheng drank all the wine in the bottle, and then, not giving up, shook the last few drops into his mouth, laughing heartily with great enjoyment.

"The day I first met you, I foresaw a very bad omen, and now it seems that I was right. Only the timing has changed slightly. It seems that fate is playing a joke on me."

Ren Qingshan remained silent.

"Don't blame me. You couldn't outsmart others, and you got outplayed! Foolish!"

"Hahahaha... Look what's on this bottle!"

He handed the bottle over.

Ren Qingshan was slightly taken aback, then reached out and took it.

Then he felt a divine thought quietly enter his ear.

"Is it because of you that things have turned out this way? It's fate."

"I once obtained a technique in the Heavenly Ruins, created by a great cultivator from the previous era, called the Myriad Zhangs of Mortal Qi!"

"At that time, I already possessed Qi and was unable to cultivate, which I consider the greatest regret of my life. I still think about it to this day. I'm giving it to you, so I can also cause you some trouble."

"This Qi is incredibly powerful; if ranked, it would be among the top three. However, possessing such a treasure is a crime, and it may bring disaster."

"I hope that a few years from now, we won't end up as cellmates."

Ok?

Ren Qingshan looked at him in disbelief, a mixture of astonishment, wariness, and absurdity.

The myriad worldly affairs and their ethereal energy?

What kind of Qi is this?

It's definitely not in the 108 Qi of the Zhou Tian system!

I've never even heard of those five characters!

……

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