Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

Chapter 98 Polite Preparations

The Myriad Laws Sect is much more low-key than the Star Palace Sect.

The gatekeeper recognized the star pattern on his robe and quickly went inside to report. In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Wan Tianming personally came out to greet him.

"Fellow Daoist Chen." Wan Tianming, dressed in the same gray cloth robe as last time, smiled warmly.

"Your first visit since you reached the Nascent Soul stage has truly made my humble abode shine with honor."

"You're too kind, Master Wan."

Chen Chen took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, held it in his palm, and handed it over.

"During my seclusion, I refined several batches of pills. I am grateful for the congratulatory letter from the sect leader, and I hope you will not refuse this small token of my appreciation."

Wan Tianming took the jade bottle, unscrewed the stopper half an inch, and only glanced at the elixir energy emanating from the bottle's opening.

The Qingling Yuandan and Han Ning Shendan are commonly used pills in the Nascent Soul stage. Their quality is above average, neither top-tier nor disrespectful.

He pressed the cork back in, his smile remaining unchanged.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you're too kind. Please."

The library was located in the courtyard. Wan Tianming led him up to the second floor and pushed open a narrow door on the east side, which led to the area containing the books on formations and talismans.

"This row of bookshelves is open to fellow Daoists." Wan Tianming pointed to several rows of bookshelves against the wall, totaling no more than a hundred books.

He stood beside the bookshelf, his gaze sweeping over the spines of the books, his tone casual.

"The Void Heaven Palace is less than two years away from opening. Fellow Daoist, your timing for forming your Nascent Soul is just right."

Chen Chen randomly picked a book from the bookshelf and flipped through a couple of pages.

"just?"

"It opens once every three hundred years. Many cultivators wait their entire lives and still can't wait for it."

Wan Tianming smiled.

"Fellow Daoist, you've only been in the Nascent Soul stage for a few days, so it's just in time."

"We encountered both opportunity and danger."

Wan Tianming raised an eyebrow.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you're not planning to go?"

"I still have to go. The Void Heaven Palace only comes once every few centuries; it wouldn't be right to miss it. But—"

"With a cultivation level at the early stage of Nascent Soul, going in is just about getting some minor opportunities and broadening one's horizons."

Wan Tianming didn't respond immediately, watching Chen Chen casually flipping through the books, unable to fathom his true intentions.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is too modest."

Chen Chen raised his eyes and looked at Wan Tianming.

"Does Master Wan intend to explore the inner palace again this time?"

Wan Tianming withdrew his hand, put it behind his back, and his smile remained unchanged.

"Fellow Daoist Chen also knows that the Void Heaven Palace offers abundant opportunities. The main purpose of the Myriad Laws Sect's trip this time is to bring a few disciples from the sect to broaden their horizons."

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Chen Chen nodded and closed the tattered scroll.

"The truly valuable items in the Void Heaven Palace are all extremely valuable; if you try to touch them when your cultivation level is insufficient, what you encounter may not be a true opportunity."

Wan Tianming glanced at him and gently stroked his beard. "Fellow Daoist Chen understands."

Chen Chen closed the tattered scroll and glanced at the bookshelf.

The things I can see here are mostly low-class or obscure items.

Chen Chen sighed inwardly, knowing that this Sect Master Wan didn't have the magnanimity to win over a mere early-stage cultivator like himself, and had no intention of continuing the charade. He casually picked out two miscellaneous books.

"Master Wan."

"Lend me these two miscellaneous books and let me make a copy."

Wan Tianming glanced at the book title and smiled disdainfully to himself. "Fellow Daoist Chen, please feel free to do as you please."

Chen Chen took out the jade slips for rubbing, made rubbings one by one, and put the original books back on the bookshelf one by one.

"It's getting late." He put the rubbing of the jade slip into his sleeve and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"I apologize for disturbing you today; please stay a while longer."

Wan Tianming didn't try to stop him and stepped aside to let him pass at the top of the stairs.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please take care. If you need any further information before the Void Heaven Palace opens, the gates of the Myriad Dharmas Sect are open to you."

Chen Chen nodded and then left the Ten Thousand Laws Sect.

He summoned the Heavenly Pivot Sword outside the door.

The sword floated half a foot away from his feet. He stepped on the sword's spine, channeled his spiritual power, and sped off towards the sacred mountain.

The night wind blew past my ears.

The outline of the sacred mountain drew ever closer into the night, and the spirit lamps in the caves on the cliffs were scattered sparsely. The sixty-third level was located just above the mountainside.

Chen Chen took out a communication jade talisman from his sleeve.

Press your fingertip against the talisman and infuse it with spiritual power.

"The Void Heaven Palace will be open for less than two years. Prepare in advance."

A few breaths later, the jade talisman vibrated.

"Okay, Senior Chen."

He had previously promised Ziling that he would take her into the Void Heaven Palace after she formed her Nascent Soul.

The magical treasures and elixirs inside, which she couldn't use herself, were also a stroke of good fortune for her.

Chen Chen put the jade talisman into his sleeve, and the flying sword beneath his feet slightly sank.

After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, there are still some magical treasures that have not been refined, and some necessary preparations need to be made.

With his mind on the resources at hand, he hovered his flying sword outside the cave platform on the sixty-third floor of the Holy Mountain.

Chen Chen stepped down from the sword's spine, and the Tian Shu Sword transformed into a golden arc that disappeared into his dantian.

The cave door closed behind him, and the Azure Scaled Deer ran towards Chen Chen, its hooves pounding the ground.

It shook its mane, nuzzled Chen Chen affectionately, tilted its head, and let out a soft whimper.

The futon in the quiet room was exactly the same as it was when I left three days ago.

On the low table were several resource storage bags sent by the Star Palace, as well as some spiritual materials that had not yet been categorized.

Chen Chen sat down on the futon, took off the storage bag from his waist and placed it in front of his knees. He loosened the bag's opening and scanned it with his divine sense.

The flags of the Core Formation stage made up the majority.

The flags of the battle array are no longer needed, and the stock of talismans is also not optimistic.

There weren't a single Nascent Soul level talisman, but there were dozens of Core Formation level talismans. If they were used, they wouldn't even be considered a nuisance to Nascent Soul cultivators.

Turn the storage bag sent by Xinggong upside down with the opening facing down, and a flash of inspiration struck him: the floor in front of the low table was covered with clutter.

They've accumulated quite a bit of spiritual materials.

Several pieces of deep-sea cold iron, half a piece of thousand-year-old black wood struck by lightning, and some ores and herbs.

The herbs were of varying ages, and some of the auxiliary ingredients lacked sufficient spiritual energy, making them less suitable for refining Nascent Soul level pills.

The Azure-Scaled Deer strolled to the door of the quiet room at some point, poked its head in, and twitched its nostrils twice.

Chen Chen looked up at it.

The green-scaled deer gently pawed at the ground, and the vitality of Jumang faintly seeped from the blood pact.

"Come in." Chen Chen withdrew his gaze and sorted the spiritual materials according to their grade.

The green-scaled deer stepped into the quiet room and lay down beside the low table. The blue light from its antler crown shone directly on the few herbs that were not yet old.

Chen Chen's finger paused on one of the purple-leaved grasses.

The tips of the purple leaves are yellow, indicating that the plant is only a little over a hundred years old. It would take at least three hundred years of medicinal power to refine a pill for the Nascent Soul stage.

He looked at the green-scaled deer.

The deer's head rested on its forehooves, and the bluish light on its antlers flickered.

The life-giving power of Jumang's bloodline.

"These few." He picked out the herbs that were not old and placed them in front of the Green-scaled Deer.

The green-scaled deer lowered its head and sniffed the purple-leafed grass, and the blue light on its antler crown suddenly emitted a sweet fragrance.

As the blue light shone, the vitality of the plants surged into the tips of the purple-leaved grass, gradually turning from withered yellow to green under its shroud, with the veins deepening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the entire plant had turned from purple to black, and the concentration of spiritual energy had increased more than three times.

Chen Chen picked up the purple leaf grass and blew it over his nose.

The fragrance of herbs and trees is so strong it's almost sweet, and the spiritual energy is contained within and doesn't dissipate.

More than three hundred years, and the resulting effect was even better than he had anticipated.

The Azure-Scaled Deer shook its head, and the blue light on its antlers dimmed, making it look somewhat tired.

Chen Chen reached out and stroked the mane on its neck.

"Take a break first."

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