Chapter 4222: Invitation from the Imperial Clan
Editor: Henyee Translations
After Ling Han returned to the Stainless Planet, the first thing he did was naturally to collect his cultivation resources.
After such a long time, he had also stabilized his foundations, and could now break through to the Second Form. These cultivation resources were just in time to support him in taking this step.
After returning to his room, Ling Han began to cultivate in seclusion, attempting to break through to the second form of the True Self Tier.
The first form was clay fetus, and the second form was stone fetus.
This was a transformation of the soul.
Ling Han was surrounded by cultivation resources. There were Dao Stones, natural treasures, and so on. He took a deep breath, and the Dao Stones instantly dimmed. The natural treasures also paled in an instant. He had absorbed more than half of the essence.
“Forming Stone Fetus!”
Ling Han humphed lowly. The True Self of Destruction was the first one again, and from the clay fetus onwards, he advanced towards the stone fetus.
Weng, around him, multiple Regulations descended.
Creating the clay fetus was a process of “self-consciousness”. One only had to brand Regulations as their bones, and the waters of the alchemy pool as their blood and flesh, and this did not involve the outside world. However, True Self Tier was the beginning of comprehending heaven and earth, so how could they possibly stay in their own world all the time?
Thus, it was necessary to use the Regulations of heaven and earth to construct the Stone Fetus.
Ling Han’s eyes were tightly shut, but his hands were continuously channelling, grabbing Regulations after Regulations and pressing them into his body, becoming nourishment for the clay fetus.
This was a spiritual body that fed on Regulations.
When he had grabbed enough Regulations, the clay fetus shone brightly, and underwent a qualitative change.
—It was advancing towards the Stone Fetus.
Boom, the power of heaven and earth surged over, condensing towards the True Self of Destruction, boosting the process of transformation.
A whole three days passed, and this process finally stopped. The True Self of Destruction had already turned into a Stone Fetus.
Ling Han couldn’t help but feel that it was a pity. Only when he had just broken through to the second form would he be able to have such high speed. The next eight clay fetuses would have to slowly evolve over a long period of time to become stone fetuses.
Of course, with the supply of natural treasures, the time needed for this process would be greatly shortened.
Thus, cultivators were extremely eager to obtain natural treasures. With a large amount of resources, even a pig could become a prodigy. And for those that didn’t, even prodigies would also disappear among the masses.
Ling Han came out of seclusion. He came to the mountains to test his current strength.
“With this breakthrough, Body Art and mystical power have both leaped to Fifteenth Heaven. With the combined effort of the two, my base power has easily reached 20 Heavens.”
Ling Han revealed a smile. He tapped out a finger, and weng, the True Self of Destruction in his mind immediately responded, grabbing the Regulations of heaven and earth and fusing them into this attack.
Peng!
A mountain peak was instantly obliterated, and the broken mountain peak was directly annihilated, not leaving the slightest bit behind.
This was Destructive Energy!
Ling Han nodded. Only when one came to the second form of the True Self Tier would the uniqueness of the True Self Tier truly be reflected.
He delivered a casual strike, and the stone fetus of True Self Tier stood up to respond. It grabbed the heaven and earth Regulations to boost its power, as well as high-level energy, greatly increasing its battle prowess.
“Just what level has my battle prowess now reached?”
Ling Han was curious. He channelled the Imperial Scroll, then used the Ice Moon Saber, boosting it with high-level energy of ice. The True Self of Destruction also grabbed the Regulations and combined them together. Boom, he punched out explosively, and the heavenly saber appeared, slashing forwards.
Boom, the heavenly saber swept past, and a great mountain ahead of him was directly split open, forming an extremely long canyon.
“Hiss!”
Even Ling Han himself was given a scare. It should be known that the mountain rocks here had all been reinforced by the Buddhist Race. Even if it was not an important place of the Buddhist Race, it was still the Stainless Planet, after all.
“The power of this attack… has reached the level of 31 Heavens!”
Ordinarily, even if he had cultivated the Imperial Scroll, and cast the Imperial Technique, the Imperial Scroll could boost his battle prowess by nine Heavens, so with base power of twenty Heavens, the ultimate battle prowess should only be 29 Heavens.
Now, however, his battle prowess had already reached 31 Heavens.
“This is the result of the participation of the True Self of Destruction.”
“No wonder, starting from the True Self Tier, power is still very important, but its weight in battle prowess is decreasing.”
Ling Han nodded. Even if he did not cultivate Body Art, that would only decrease his battle prowess by a mere five Heavens, which was far inferior to an Imperial Technique.
He returned, only to see a young monk waiting for him.
“Lord Buddha Son.” When the little monk saw him, he hurriedly said, “Lord Changtian invites you over.”
Ling Han nodded, and followed him to see Shi Changtian.
“What is it?” Ling Han asked. Though his cultivation level was lower, the status of Buddha Son was transcendent, and was only beneath the three Bodhisattvas. Thus, there was no need for him to act like a junior in front of Shi Changtian.
—Even if he wanted to, he could not. This was the rule of the Buddhist Race, and Shi Changtian would not allow it either.
“Hehe, a few Imperial Clans have hosted an auction, inviting you to attend,” Shi Changtian said smilingly, taking out an invitation and handing it over.
Ling Han caught it, and couldn’t help but grit his teeth, “What extravagance.”
This piece of paper was made from pulp that had been kneaded from Saintly Tree bark, and the ink used to write the invitation was the blood of a Venerate Tier-level elite. There was a powerful pressure, and if an ordinary True Self Tier cultivator suddenly accepted it, they would probably be suppressed to the point of directly kneeling down.
He swept an eye over it, and sure enough, this was an invitation. Four great Imperial Clans had jointly hosted an auction, and were widely inviting the Dao Child and Imperial Sons of the world to attend.
“It just has to be at this time, interesting,” Ling Han murmured. When he had obtained the Imperial Scroll, no one had witnessed it, but in the hearts of Lin Xuan and the other Imperial Sons, they were probably all wondering if he had obtained the Imperial Scroll.
Even if it was just suspicion, with how important the Imperial Scroll was, they were willing to test it out.
Although the Buddhist Race of the West Heavenly Realm wasn’t as important as the Imperial Clans, they were still a branch of the Buddhist Race, after all. He was sure that the other Imperial Clans wouldn’t dare to act recklessly. At the very least, they would have to have reason and evidence to be able to make things difficult for him.
All right, let’s go and take a look.
Ling Han was presently in desperate need of natural treasures to increase his cultivation level. Since it was an auction hosted by the Imperial Clans, there should be a considerable amount of good stuff.
He put away the invitation, signalled his departure to Shi Changtian, and returned to his quarters.
He had initially planned to bring along the little azure dragon and the large black dog. However, Ling Han didn’t interrupt them as they were at a crucial moment of comprehending the Imperial Scroll. Instead, he set off on his own.
This was a grand event on the level of Imperial Son. The Buddhist Race of the West Heavenly Realm also placed considerable importance on this event. Accompanied by the Dragon Elephant Bodhisattva, space was directly torn open, and he brought Ling Han towards the Liangsen Planet.
Liangsen Planet, this was the home planet of the Seven Luminaries Imperial Clan. The auction this time would be held here.
Ling Han soon saw a familiar face—Cheng Qing, the Imperial Son of the Thousand Spirit Imperial Clan. However, this Imperial Son didn’t retain the memories of the True Dragon Abyss. His eyes merely swept over Ling Han, before retracting.
—Even if he retained them, it was useless. Now, even Ling Han’s appearance and spiritual wave had changed. It would be strange if he could recognize him.
There was also Chi Menghan, Chi Mengshan, the sisters, and Chi Dao, this internally showy guy. Most importantly, he saw something even more familiar in Chi Mengshan’s arms.
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This lecherous pig was being embraced by the little loli, and looked to be incomparably comfortable. Occasionally, it would even nudge the little loli’s chest.
Fortunately, the little loli hadn’t developed yet. Otherwise, this would be extremely serious harassment.
F***, why was the pervert pig here?
