Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Chu Zheng activated his Spiritual Eye and meticulously examined the scene for a moment, discovering quite a bit of information.

The skeleton was not of the Human Race but belonged to the Frost Moon Clan, a group naturally close to the Taiyin Star, and the environment within this Great Tomb offered many advantages to the Frost Moon Clan.

Death had not claimed this skeletal corpse for too long, just over four hundred thousand years ago, with a Cultivation of the Eighth Order at the Seventh Layer, the same realm as the Dongsheng Demon Immortal who had attempted to intercept him outside the Cangyun Realm.

Such beings usually outclassed the fierce sun in the sky, yet here one lay, silently slain and beheaded in this place.

Chu Zheng's gaze slowly swept over the entire skeleton, finally settling on the layer of light blue silk fabric that enveloped it.

[Frost Radiance Heavenly Brocade (Eighth Order/Incomplete): Top-grade Holy Artifact, supreme treasure of the Frost Moon Clan, tainted with Yin Qi and undergoing mutations, significantly enhancing the combat power of Yin Attribute Life; Repairable (0/2000)]

This was a rather rare supreme treasure, with two thousand repair opportunities, even among the Eighth Order, this was among the elite.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Chu Zheng's eyes; the skeleton should provide a considerable amount of Primordial Qi – indeed, a bountiful harvest.

With this Frost Radiance Heavenly Brocade as protection, once his Cultivation rose further, facing beings of the Eighth Order would not spell certain doom.

Chu Zheng crouched down, first securing the Frost Radiance Heavenly Brocade, and just as he was about to collect the skeleton, a sudden spark flared in his mind.

The death of this skeleton was just over four hundred thousand years ago; perhaps the perpetrator was the Evil Spirit within this second mountain pass. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire

If that unnamed Evil Spirit was nearby...

At this thought, a sudden chill gripped Chu Zheng's heart; he instinctively looked around, searching aimlessly.

As expected, he found nothing. After a moment, Chu Zheng expanded his Divine Sense, ever cautious of any movements around him as he collected the skeleton.

The instant the skeleton disappeared, a gust of Yin wind suddenly blew through the valley; Chu Zheng felt a slight chill down his spine as if a dark shadow loomed behind him – he paused momentarily, his nerves taut.

The next moment, he swiftly turned around, a flash of red light in his eyes, his body tensed and ready to spring into action.

Yet, there was nothing behind him, just empty space, with Divine Sense detecting no anomalies.

This place was out of the ordinary, somewhat sinister.

Despite the false alarm, Chu Zheng did not dare to relax in the slightest, turning back, ready to leave.

As he turned his head, Chu Zheng's figure suddenly stiffened, with bloodlust blazing in his pupils, his teeth clenched instinctively.

A figure stood just three feet away at his side, dressed in black, carrying a long sword.

At the sight of this shadow, Chu Zheng's heart, which had just ceased to beat, nearly jumped back to life, his thoughts sinking significantly.

This person stood there, yet Chu Zheng's Divine Sense still could not detect his presence, as if they were not in the same space at all.

A flash of spiritual light passed through Chu Zheng's pupils as he activated his Spiritual Eye, and then an involuntary shock crossed his face.

Even after using the Spiritual Eye, he came up empty; this was a first.

Even in the presence of a Ninth Order peak Immortal King, he could still discern some information; but now, the Spiritual Eye was ineffective.

Before Chu Zheng could ponder further, ripples began to spread in the void. The man in black took a step forward, as if tearing through a layer of spatial barrier and stood in front of Chu Zheng.

Only at this moment did Chu Zheng's Divine Sense finally detect the man's presence, and his Spiritual Eye quickly responded:

[Jian Shier (Eighth Order): Perfect Eighth Order in Cultivation, flesh spiritually awakened to sanctity, on the verge of becoming a Great Saint Spirit. At the time of death, the body was embedded with twelve Divine Swords, tainted by Sword Qi, undergoing mutations during the corpse's transformation, Sword Intent reaching the pinnacle of absolute perfection.]

Looking at the information transmitted through the Spiritual Eye, Chu Zheng steadied his spirit, slightly relieved.

The reason for his earlier lack of detection was purely because this person existed in another space – fortunately, the Spiritual Eye was not at fault.

Undecayed Bone, advancing further, stepping into the Eighth Order is to become a saintly being, known as a Holy Spirit, entirely different from creatures like Yin Corpses.

Perfect Eighth Order, comparable to an Immortal Path Lord, a True Immortal who has surpassed nine Heavenly Tribulations, effortlessly sweeping through a Star Domain.

With Chu Zheng's current strength, in the face of such an existence, even a slightly sharper glance would be unbearable.

In fact, if not for the information provided by the Spiritual Eye, Chu Zheng could hardly believe that the person before him evolved from a Yin Corpse.

Aside from a somewhat greenish complexion, this Jian Shier was almost indistinguishable from a normal person.

"Senior."

Regaining his composure, Chu Zheng didn't hesitate and immediately bowed respectfully.

Jian Shier sized up Chu Zheng and gave a slight nod, his gaze carrying a trace of recognition:

"In nearly two hundred thousand years, you are the first to have withstood the Heavenly Tribulation. You carry an aura from beyond this realm. You are not a Yin Corpse born of this world; where do you come from?"

Jian Shier's sharp eyesight was somewhat beyond Chu Zheng's expectations.

After a moment's thought, he half-truthfully shared his origin.

He concealed the speed of his cultivation and attributed the events that occurred with the Gu Family to thousands of years ago.

The reason for coming to the Great Tomb was to enhance his cultivation, and he had recently, by chance, survived the Heavenly Tribulation.

"It's not easy to cultivate to this level alone."

Jian Shier murmured in a low voice, "My name is Jian Shier, my past life is severed, a name I chose myself. Seeing me today is also a stroke of destiny for you."

Before his words fell, he lifted his hand, and within his palm, a phantom appeared, a miniature of the entire Great Tomb, like a range of overlapping peaks under the sun and moon.

In the next instant, his palm flipped over, and the mountains turned upside down, with the sun and moon following suit.

Chu Zheng's gaze shifted, understanding Jian Shier's meaning. The structure of the entire Great Tomb appeared mountain-like, but in reality, it was hanging upside down, shaped like a funnel.

The core region at the bottom was the lowest layer of the entire world, with all the Blood Qi and Yin Qi of the Great Tomb converging there.

"This place entombs a Taoist Master who planned for millions of years and awaits the time for revival."

Jian Shier said gravely, "Having crossed the Heavenly Tribulation proves that you possess extraordinary talents. From now on, cultivate by my side. When the Taoist Master revives and steps into the Realm of Ancient Myths, you, too, will have a chance at a tremendous opportunity."

Ancient Myths, spanning through the ages, exist in legends of every era, stronger than Golden Immortals and second only to the various Ancestral Daos.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. If I indeed receive the opportunity bestowed by the Taoist Master, I will lay down my life in gratitude for your great kindness."

Hearing this, Chu Zheng repeatedly bowed, as if moved by his words, his gaze as steadfast as iron.

He needed resources, and having finally encountered a suitable patron like this, it wasn't wrong to comply.

Jian Shier had lived for so long; he surely had considerable insight into the path of cultivation, and comparative to that, Chu Zheng could learn a few things.

As for the owner of the tomb, whatever grand designs or hidden traps they had left had absolutely nothing to do with Chu Zheng.

He only wished to enhance his cultivation as quickly as possible, accumulate experience as a Repair Master, and then make a trip to the center of the Tianwu Realm to see that Heavenly Wutong tree that crossed realms with his own eyes.

Legend had it that there was a passage to the Vast Universe there, and this was a hope he cherished in his heart.

The secrets within the Vast Universe had always interested him. The Yin Yang Divine Infant of his original body was modeled after the relationship between the Great Universe and the Vast Universe, ultimately taking shape.

By the way, Chu Zheng also intended to inquire about the Taoist Temple from Jian Shier.

The Taoist Master mentioned by Jian Shier was out of the ordinary, his plans laid for millions of years, beyond the reach of ordinary living creatures.

Only at this moment did Chu Zheng fully understand why such a Great Tomb was renowned throughout the world, yet those who had stepped beyond the Ninth Order showed no interest in it.

They probably had already calculated that this place was a land for Corpse Nourishment and therefore was unwilling to set foot here.

Awakening the Taoist Master prematurely and destroying his millions of years of accumulation would be akin to creating a great enmity, a life-and-death grudge, and no one would willingly provoke such a formidable enemy.

Most importantly, within this Great Tomb, aside from the Taoist Master, there were no treasures that could catch the eye of a Supreme Being.