Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 250, Adaptation

Chu Ming followed Lin Yuan to a huge courtyard deep in the valley. The courtyard was extremely spacious, at least a thousand meters long and wide, with green tiles and flying eaves, the environment was excellent, and the spiritual energy here was extremely abundant, far surpassing any other place in the Celestial Travel Sect. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Next to the courtyard, there were also a dozen other courtyards, but there was no sign of life here.

"This will be your courtyard. Here are several sets of clothes for a King’s level disciple. Unless necessary, avoid showing up easily, or else other disciples won’t be too friendly towards you!"

Lin Yuan said meaningfully as he handed a storage ring to Chu Ming, then turned and left.

Chu Ming took the storage ring, watched Lin Yuan’s departing figure thoughtfully, then turned and entered the courtyard.

If he wasn’t mistaken, there was a fourth level Spirit Gathering Array operating around the courtyard at all times, maintaining the rich spiritual energy within.

Randomly choosing a room, Chu Ming took out the red sheepskin parchment and scanned the listed privileges, involuntarily gasping.

Becoming a King’s level disciple of the Celestial Travel Sect had many benefits. Just in terms of cultivation, one could receive 100,000 middle grade spirit stones per month!

To put this in perspective, 100,000 middle grade spirit stones are equivalent to one million lower grade spirit stones! The entire Cyan Yang Sect’s total value was probably just about the same.

King’s level disciples could freely choose one lower grade Earth level cultivation technique, one high tier Earth level martial technique, and one middle tier Earth level defensive armor for free, and even get a 30% discount if they wanted to exchange contribution points for them later.

Furthermore, even if a King’s level disciple violated sect rules, as long as it wasn’t betraying the sect, they would be dealt with leniently.

"If a normal disciple with the same cultivation defeats a King’s level disciple, they can replace them!"

Reading the last sentence, Chu Ming couldn’t help but bitterly smile. He finally understood the implication behind Lin Yuan’s parting words. With so many privileges, countless disciples of the Celestial Travel Sect would inevitably be envious.

If he went out, challengers would be innumerable.

However, he was not someone who feared trouble. With equal cultivation, he had never been afraid of anyone!

From the storage ring, he took out a set of King’s level disciple clothes and put them on. These clothes were almost indistinguishable from those of ordinary disciples, except the plums were no longer red but gold. The clothes were extremely light, feeling almost weightless when worn.

Also, within the storage ring was a thin book detailing various aspects of the Celestial Travel Sect.

Chu Ming calmed himself and began reading slowly!

In the Celestial Travel Sect, there were countless cultivation rooms. These rooms could help disciples deduce based on the concepts they comprehended, thereby rapidly enhancing their comprehension speed. However, using them required an enormous amount of contribution points per day.

Additionally, there was the trial tower, which simulated enemies for disciples to fight against, improving their combat abilities. Passing the trial tower also earned contribution points.

Besides these, the Celestial Travel Sect had many other mystical places, such as the Sword Cloud Abyss and Wind Thunder Cave. For certain martial artists, these places were simply sacred lands.

After reading the book thoroughly, Chu Ming took a deep breath. To quickly improve one’s strength in the Celestial Travel Sect, having enough contribution points was essential.

There were only two ways to earn contribution points: completing tasks or clearing the trial tower.

The Celestial Travel Sect’s tasks were divided into five levels, with different contribution points awarded based on task difficulty. Obtaining contribution points through the trial tower was a more direct method.

The trial tower had nine levels. Completing the first level earned only 100 points, but the points doubled with each subsequent level. Each disciple could only enter the trial tower ten times per month.

As a new disciple, Chu Ming had one month to adapt. After that, he had to complete two tasks per month or risk being stripped of his Celestial Travel Sect disciple status.

Regarding the lower grade Earth level cultivation technique and Earth level martial technique, Chu Ming currently had no specific thoughts. His cultivation in the "Pure Essence Sword Qi Technique" was only at the Fifth Layer, still some distance from perfection.

As for his martial technique, he had only mastered four techniques of the "Extreme Point Swordsmanship", with no clue yet about the fifth technique.

Sometimes, a martial technique wasn’t better just because it was more advanced; it had to be suitable for oneself. The same principle applied to everything.

Even if Chu Ming was given a high tier Earth level martial technique now, he could probably only execute it a few times before draining all his spiritual power.

However, the middle tier Earth level defensive armor was something he truly needed. His original defensive armor had long become tattered in battle.

In the corner of the storage ring was an iron token, engraved with complex patterns. The front read "Tian", and the back read "Xing". This was the inner sect disciple’s token of the Celestial Travel Sect, storing Chu Ming’s information.

Chu Ming infused his spiritual power into the token, and a line of small text instantly appeared before his eyes.

"Name: Chu Ming

Level: King’s level disciple

Contribution Points: 2000!"

The 2000 contributed points were Chu Ming’s reward for becoming a King’s level disciple. In the future, he would have to earn contribution points through his own efforts.

Chu Ming stood up and followed the remembered route towards the Treasure Pavilion. First, he had to collect the middle tier Earth level defensive armor.

However, after walking a while, Chu Ming frowned because the other inner sect disciples’ gazes towards him were somewhat... unfriendly!

"King’s level disciple? Let’s see if you can take my punch!"

A disciple with a physique akin to an iron tower leaped out from the crowd of disciples. With fists the size of sandbags, generating sounds of wind and thunder, he directly punched towards Chu Ming, with a chilling wind in the air.

Chu Ming’s eyes turned cold. Although this disciple’s strength was decent, it still wasn’t enough to face him.

Boom!

He didn’t draw his sword. He waited until the inner sect disciple was within three meters, then punched back. A golden ripple of light emanated from his fist, revealing its sharpness.

Puff!

The two fists collided, purple and gold intertwining. The two waves of light clashed in the air like brilliant fireworks, even coloring the air slightly.

With the wind blowing, their robes fluttered. The inner sect disciple’s expression drastically changed.

Before he could retract his fist, his body retreated like a sandbag, spitting blood from his mouth while mid-air, and staining his front robe completely red, shockingly vivid.

Chu Ming coldly glanced at him and continued towards the Treasure Pavilion. Fear appeared in the disciple’s eyes. Only after seeing Chu Ming leave did other disciples slowly help him up.

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