Super Divine Daoist Skill-Chapter 204 - 203 The Storage Bag Is Opened (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 204: Chapter 203 The Storage Bag Is Opened (Please Subscribe)

"Fortunately, I gained an opportunity and barely broke through."

Zhao Lei responded, and then continued, "Upon entering the Lin Family, I handed the letter to Elder Lin Dong, and waited another day before meeting the Lin Family Patriarch, Lin Ruyuan.

That patriarch of the Lin Family is truly deserving of being called a person of the immortals. He can tread on air and fly away, disappearing beyond the sky in the blink of an eye, only to return half an hour later.

Later, I found out that Patriarch Lin had flown straight to the Di Family, fifty li away from the Lin Family’s Immortal Mountain, and had a confrontation with the Di Family Patriarch before hurrying back..."

Bai Ziyue and Wu Junhao, along with others, walked out of the conference hall, the rest of the conversation gradually becoming unclear.

"Patriarch Lin Ruyuan of the Lin Family, huh? He should be someone in the Enlightenment Realm.

Releasing Divine Sense and flying may be a bit exaggerated, but maneuvering a Magical Artifact to glide at low altitude is certainly achievable."

Bai Ziyue thought silently, a hint of yearning appearing on his face.

Enlightenment Realm is not only a significant leap in Immortal Techniques, but it also allows a person’s Life Level to undergo transformation.

The independent cultivator elder, Elder Wu, due to practicing the Longevity Technique, has lived to over 130 years still as agile as a young man, with the extreme lifespan reaching up to 150 years.

However, Enlightenment Realm cultivators undergo a transformation in life levels, living without pain or disasters, can live to at least 200 years. If skilled in health preservation, living to 250 years and passing away peacefully is not impossible.

And this brings up a topic that drives any emperor, commoner, and even living beings to fervor.

Immortality!

Although he has never heard of anyone truly achieving immortality.

Longevity itself is already enough to evoke immense longing in countless hearts.

"Congratulations, Brother Wu, on entering the Lin Family; future accomplishments are unimaginable."

Just after leaving the conference hall, Nie Jingtao quickly began congratulating.

"Brother Wu, please look after me in the future."

Another outstanding disciple, Wan Heng, said in a slightly flattering tone.

"Sure, sure."

Wu Junhao spoke humbly, but the excitement and pride on his face were hard to conceal as he kept glancing at Bai Ziyue. Finally, he couldn’t hold back and said, "I must thank Brother Bai here, for generously yielding, allowing this opportunity to fall into my lap.

Brother Bai, come, let me treat you to a drink at the Celestial Fragrance Pavilion, what do you say?"

"No need, I have some matters to attend to, so I won’t disturb your enjoyment."

Bai Ziyue slowly shook his head, refusing.

"Come on, rare to be in high spirits."

Wu Junhao continued to insist.

"I truly have matters to attend to."

Bai Ziyue slowly shook his head and said.

"What? Brother Bai can’t even give me this face?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Junhao’s face changed, his voice immediately lowered, hinting at a threat.

"Give you face?"

Bai Ziyue stopped in his tracks and looked at him with a mocking expression.

"If Brother Bai had not yielded, would you have this opportunity?

Turning hostile so quickly is truly the act of a petty person, making others look down on you."

Su Qiaoling snorted contemptuously, giving him a disdainful glance. Then she shook her head and left.

"You..."

Wu Junhao was fuming.

Bai Ziyue merely glanced at him indifferently, said no more, and turned to leave.

Leaving the three of them standing there, looking at each other in dismay, feeling somewhat tedious.

...

"The Golden Bell Shield is both a hard skill and a protective divine skill.

Moreover, it’s a Martial Art that can only be cultivated with Inner Strength.

Using Inner Strength to refine the body, temper the flesh, indeed has its unique aspects.

However, the consumption of Inner Strength needed for cultivating this technique is terrifyingly high.

And the higher the level of the technique, the greater the consumption.

According to the secret manual, an Inner Power Realm Martial Artist would need at least a month to cultivate this technique to the Entry Level.

To reach the First Layer of cultivation, at least a year of hard work is required.

Not to mention, the higher the level of the technique, the longer the time needed.

Even the Sunburst Gang Leader, First-class Expert Jiangg Tao, took twenty years to cultivate this technique to the Seventh Layer."

Bai Ziyue read through the entire technique, pondering silently.

This protective technique is, without a doubt, very powerful.

But the difficulty of cultivation is equally astonishing.

Considering an Inner Power Realm Martial Artist requires at least a month to reach Entry Level, he, being at the peak of Third-class, might take at least ten days to half a month to reach Entry Level if he diligently trains.

This is assuming he practices diligently; if he slacks off, the time to reach Entry Level will naturally be indefinitely prolonged.

"Let me try first. Once I reach Entry Level in this technique, continuing to improve will become relatively easier."

Bai Ziyue quickly made up his mind. Inner Strength surged from his Lower Dantian in an instant, while the Golden Bell Shield cultivation technique flashed through his mind, Inner Strength swiftly began circulating along his flesh, through numerous tiny meridians.

Most of these tiny meridians are blocked, and before the technique formally operates, he needs to unblock each of these meridians...

A minute, two minutes, three minutes...

In a short span of ten minutes, Bai Ziyue’s Inner Strength was exhausted, and correspondingly, he managed to unblock two tiny meridians in the Golden Bell Shield operating route.

...

In the next few days, Bai Ziyue announced to the public that he would be in closed cultivation, not stepping outside.

He stayed in his room, diligently cultivating.

Finally, on the third day, Bai Ziyue let out a long sigh of relief, a smile appearing on his face.

"I didn’t expect that just to clear the meridian routes for the Golden Bell Shield technique would take me a full three days.

This is even considering my inner strength is profound, far surpassing that of a typical third-class expert, and not even inferior to some newly advanced second-class experts.

If I were still at the Inner Power Realm, it would have been extremely difficult to clear so many meridians without half a month of hard work."

Bai Ziyue thought to himself, unable to help but feel a bit emotional.

By this calculation, the statement in the Golden Bell Shield secret manual that Inner Power Realm Martial Artists need at least a month to get started is not exaggerated at all.

In his view, anyone who can enter the Entry Level within a month must have significant talent.

Most people would probably need two to three months to possibly reach the Entry Level...

"With the meridians for the Golden Bell Shield cleared, I can naturally start training.

However, my inner strength is currently completely depleted, and I need to wait for it to recover first.

On the other hand, the Sealing Power on the storage bag is about to wear off, and I can give it a try now."

With his inner strength completely depleted, Bai Ziyue couldn’t help but feel a wave of weakness.

He controlled the Purple Mansion Creation Technique to run automatically, and threads of inner strength began to regrow from within his body. Only then did he reach into his arms and quickly take out a gray cloth bag.

It was a storage bag!

In the span of three days, he naturally did not forget to work on wearing down the Sealing Power on the storage bag.

Besides training in the Golden Bell Shield technique, all his thoughts were focused on this task.

Now, the moment to truly open the storage bag had finally arrived, and he couldn’t help but feel a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Spiritual Power surged, and the spiritual power within his body gushed forth like a mighty river.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The spiritual power surged like waves, layer upon layer, continuously flushing towards the storage bag.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passed, and Bai Ziyue seemed tireless, with the spiritual power in his body being rapidly consumed.

Buzz!

Finally, at a certain moment, the storage bag in Bai Ziyue’s hand emitted a violent trembling sound.

Boom!

Then suddenly, everything became clear.

The storage bag was opened.

Bai Ziyue’s heart surged with excitement. He almost couldn’t wait as his Spiritual Power probed into the storage bag.

"This space isn’t too large, but it’s not small either, about two meters square, enough to hold a lot of things."

In the first instance, Bai Ziyue noticed the size of the space within the storage bag and couldn’t help but feel waves of joy in his heart.

In fact, even if it was just one meter square, or even smaller, he wouldn’t have felt dissatisfied.

Because...

Swoosh!

With a sudden rustling sound, a large pile of items was extracted from the storage bag and piled up in the room.

In an instant, a stench permeated the air, along with a faint smoke-like gas, spreading out.

Bai Ziyue took a light sniff and immediately felt a bit dizzy. Without any hesitation, he leaped away, opening the door and window.

These were undoubtedly the original contents of the storage bag.

They were now all poured out in one go.

But what he didn’t expect was that, after a hundred years, the various materials and spirit pills in the storage bag had mixed and changed, forming a kind of pill poison, almost catching him off guard.

After a while, confirming that the air had cleared,

Bai Ziyue re-entered the room.

First, he took out some robes, miscellaneous items, and a bunch of clearly damaged spirit pills and medicinal materials, setting them aside.

Boom!

A ball of flame turned into a stream of light, directly incinerating these items into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"What a pity for the precious spiritual materials and spirit pills among them."

Bai Ziyue remarked, his eyes flashing slightly, soon returning to calmness.

Elder Kunyun, as a cultivator at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation about to break through to the Enlightenment Realm, and with the rumor that he had looted a shop with a Barrier-Breaking Pill a hundred years ago... the items he valued and placed in the storage bag were naturally of high value.

However, no matter how valuable they were, once tainted with pill poison, they had lost their efficacy.

To him, it was no longer about regret or not.

"What remains now are the items in the storage bag that are intact and still valuable."

As Bai Ziyue thought this, his gaze suddenly focused, and he quickly extracted a few pieces of hard paperboard from the pile of items.

"These hard paperboards are clearly of the same origin and type as the two I obtained earlier.

There were five here, and with the two I have, that makes seven."

As Bai Ziyue pulled out a few hard paperboards, an expression of surprise couldn’t help but appear on his face.

Even though he didn’t place much hope on the treasure map potentially recorded on the paperboards, as the number of paperboards increased, he couldn’t help but indulge in a bit of fantasy.

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