Starting With 100 Million Lives-Chapter 656 Insignificant

In fact, the White Profound Race people in the various sub-pavilions and settlements didn't know what they were celebrating.

They only knew it was an order from above, asking everyone to cooperate and offer blessings to Sage Jiang.

This was a very simple task and didn't require much effort.

Moreover, to boost the atmosphere, the Divine Hall Headquarters even provided them with some rewards.

So naturally, everyone cooperated joyfully.

As for what exactly they were blessing, they were completely in the dark.

Thus, the blessing 'may you never die' emerged, which for Jiang Cheng, was actually a kind of negative buff.

However, at this moment, he couldn't care less about such trivial details.

Looking at those faces filled with smiles, he was almost moved to tears.

"You all..."

For this brother, even if you gave him divine weapons, immortal elixirs, and unparalleled secrets, he wouldn't have much reaction.

After all, those things, which could change the fate of other cultivators, he already possessed.

What others gave might not even be as good as his own.

It was this grand display, seemingly without any practical use, that pierced through his defenses.

Brother Cheng's defenses were breached.

Wiping the nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes, his emotions surged, "Why did you all go to such lengths for me!"

"How should I repay this?"

The four hall masters, Fire Spirit, Water Spirit, and others, were also teary-eyed, asking him to explain what was up with this realm!

We, at the Celestial Profound Realm, really can't understand this!

"Haha, it's only natural, it's only natural!"

The War Spirit Hall Master, who was once banished by Brother Cheng to the remote lands, patted his chest with a chuckle.

"The Great Sage's ascension isn't just a grand event for the Divine Hall, but for the entire White Profound Race..."

As he spoke, suddenly he fell silent.

The Master of the Hall of Light standing next to him had the same 'seeing a ghost' expression.

They finally saw Brother Cheng's current realm clearly.

What was initially a pretend celebration turned out to be real?

"Your realm..."

The two of them doubted their eyes and couldn't help but rub them.

But it was still Earth Profound Ninth Layer, unmistakably.

How is this possible?

The few hall masters could no longer even hear the lively celebrating sounds.

The Master of the Hall of Light, in a daze, asked, "I heard you were still Extreme Profound First Layer yesterday, right?"

"Yeah, yesterday I was indeed still Extreme Profound First Layer."

Brother Cheng also stepped out of his emotional state and smoothly switched back to his usual show-off mode.

"Then how come you're suddenly...Earth Profound Ninth Layer now?"

"Oh, that?"

Brother Cheng shrugged, patiently explaining to them, "It's like this, I've been busy with Spirit Attachment before, so I never cultivated Profound Power."

"Uh-huh!"

Everyone nodded in unison, indeed it seemed you hadn't cultivated Profound Power before, every day busy with Spirit Attachment.

Everyone thought you were addicted to Spirit Attachment, an illness needing treatment.

For this, a few strands of the Great Hall Master's hair had turned white with worry.

Brother Cheng continued, "Recently, after finishing Spirit Attachment, I felt it was time to advance my realm a bit."

The War Spirit Hall Master asked bewilderedly, "So?"

"So I seriously pulled an all-nighter, worked hard cultivating for a night, and finally, hard work paid off, the long-dormant realm finally had a small breakthrough."

These words, heard by the six hall masters, for some reason, suddenly incited a desire to hit someone.

Is cultivating for a night called hard work?

Breaking through 38 small realms is a small breakthrough?

Is this meant to irritate them to death?

The most crucial question is, we want to know how you managed to break through so many realms in one night!

"How did you suddenly rise to such a high level overnight?"

"Is it very high?"

Brother Cheng seemed indifferent.

"It's just the trifling Earth Profound Realm, I think it's no big deal."

"If the Emperor Profound Realm is the end goal, then I've just taken a little step."

He looked up at a 45-degree angle towards the sky and sighed, "The road of cultivation is long, the path ahead is still vast, I need to keep working hard, the road stretches long and endlessly..."

This wasn't human speech anymore.

Everyone wanted to retort, but had to admit it was a reasonable piece of nonsense.

The Master of the Hall of Light was extremely curious, "So how did you cultivate?"

"Oh, that's because I have the Purple Gold's Profound Pattern!"

Brother Cheng naturally wouldn't say he spent a night eating pills.

No, a night's worth of Profound Origin Fruit.

That would be too lacking in prestige.

In the Cultivation Realm, there's a subtle atmosphere of comparison.

Reaching the same realm with fewer pills and resources often brings more pride.

Because this implies less reliance on external resources, more on one's own talent and hard work.

In fact, whether cultivation is achieved through one's own efforts or through pills, essentially there's no difference.

At most, the pill-enhanced speed might lead to less precise control for a short time.

Cultivation achieved without relying on pills doesn't make one more powerful in battle.

The only thing it often proves is a word—poverty.

Brother Cheng's talent was exceptionally unparalleled.

But in this odd comparison mentality, he was at the bottom of the disdain chain.

This brother, cultivated up to now, has relied 99% on pills, he never really cultivated seriously.

"Is the Purple Gold's Profound Pattern that powerful?"

The hall masters were genuinely taken in by him.

They truly believed he used nothing at all, just the magic of the Purple Gold's Profound Pattern, to rise 38 small realms in one night.

Brother Cheng proudly lifted his chin, "Of course, why else would it be called the Supreme Profound Pattern?"

After all, only he had the Purple Gold's Profound Pattern, he could spin the story however he wanted.

"That's too magical!"

"The Purple Gold's Profound Pattern truly lives up to its name!"

"Sage Jiang's talent is simply unparalleled in history, and possibly without future equals!"

The six hall masters were thoroughly convinced.

One night, rising 38 small realms, what kind of talent is this?

"Over these years, there were still many outside doubting Sage Jiang's talent, thinking he would remain stuck at the Extreme Profound Realm."

"Yeah, looking at it now, they were truly shortsighted!"

"Hahaha, why else would we say we have a keen eye?"

"It's not that he couldn't level up, he just didn't feel like it before, that's how willful he is."

"With such talent, Sage Jiang has given all doubters a hard slap in the face!"

"Such terrifying speed of advancement, it surely will enter the annals of Profound Realm history!"

"So strong!"

Everyone escorted Brother Cheng as they walked into the main hall.

The Great Hall Master and Ice Spirit Hall Master, waiting inside, also came up.

Hearing these hall masters' praises, they couldn't help but feel inwardly speechless.

We agreed to act and comfort Sage Jiang, but your flattery is too sickly sweet, too fake, isn't it?

The whole unparalleled in history, terrifying advancement speed, isn't that just backhandedly mocking Sage Jiang for being slow?

The Great Hall Master was about to say something for the occasion, but then, her jaw dropped as well.

"This, what happened?"

"How did you reach Earth Profound Realm Ninth Layer?"

"Hahaha..."

The six hall masters laughed out loud.

They had the same reaction earlier, and seeing the Great Hall Master react the same made them feel much more balanced.