Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 282: Chapter 231 Sixth Life, the Zhao Family Produces a Dragon_2

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At this thought, Zhao Sheng had a moment of realization.

The future trajectory of the world had indeed been changed by him!

If he had chosen to give up burning his lifespan, he might have eventually been taken back to the Spirit Clan.

Let’s boldly assume, with his abilities, talent, and the resources of the Spirit Clan,

in a few hundred years, he could very likely have ascended to Nascent Soul, and even reached the late stages of Nascent Soul, potentially matching the Ling Yuan Ancestor.

What’s more terrifying is that if he were to marry and have children, given the Spirit Clan’s superior talent for spirit roots, it’s very likely that he would reincarnate into the Spirit Clan in his future lives.

Zhao Sheng found it hard to imagine how high he might elevate the Spirit Clan, and how much the trajectory of the world might twist.

Human Clan or Spirit Clan?

“Life is indeed too difficult for me!”

After a sigh, Zhao Sheng rallied his spirits and started to focus on the task at hand.

“Use the Earth-level reward to upgrade Spirit Root Physique.”

At the command, Zhao Sheng felt a bit nervous, hoping that Water Spirit Root would be among the spirit roots, lest the foundation built in his fifth life be wasted.

However, this time, he was ultimately disappointed.

“Spirit Root upgrading… Congratulations, physique upgraded to Gold and Fire Dual Spirit Roots. Allocation of spirit roots: 7 Parts Fire, 3 Parts Metal.”

Alas!

A flash of bitterness crossed Zhao Sheng’s face, yet it was quickly overpowered by joy.

Dual Spirit Roots were certainly much better than three spirit roots, after all!

At this time, the remainder of the random rewards from two Profound and three Earth levels were given.

Zhao Sheng thought for a moment and asked, “Is it possible to save one Profound-level random draw for my next life?”

“Yes, it has been reserved.”

Good!

Zhao Sheng perked up and decisively said, “Use one Earth-level reward to upgrade Bullet Time Talent.”

“Talent upgrading… Congratulations, talent upgraded to Immortal Spirit Vision (Incomplete).”

As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate piece of information flowed through Zhao Sheng’s mind:

“For the Immortals, time hardly holds any significance. To their eyes, time is no longer elusive and intangible but becomes an extremely elastic ‘True Thing’.”

[Immortal Spirit Vision (Incomplete): Also known as True Time, to the eyes of an Immortal Spirit, time can be infinitely prolonged or shortened.

Due to incomplete talent, the flow of time can only be extended, not shortened. The fastest pace of time flow is the same as an ordinary person, but at its slowest, it can be extended to a hundred times the normal speed, the specific multiple dependent on the individual’s Divine Soul strength.]

After reading this, Zhao Sheng’s heart was enlightened. The Bullet Time previously could only extend time flow by up to thirty times, and it was highly taxing on spiritual power.

But this Immortal Spirit Vision (Incomplete) could extend the flow of time by up to a hundred times, and it appeared to have no side effects.

As expected of an Earth-level talent, it’s truly incredible!

That being said, would the complete Immortal Spirit Vision not be a Heavenly-level talent?

Zhao Sheng thought back to the magical experience when he viewed the world from the standpoint of a Star God, his heart thrilling with excitement.

“Use one Earth-level random draw to select for Constitution,” he said.

“Drawing…”

In a blink, a countless number of white Light Balls emerged and disappeared on the sixth Book Page.

Quickly, one Light Ball swelled rapidly and then burst open, scattering into numerous Light Points.

“Congratulations, host has drawn the Earth-level Constitution Barbaric Ancient Battle Body.”

With this, a block of information immediately poured into his mind.

[Barbaric Ancient Battle Body: Stemming from a branch of the Human Clan in the Immortal Realm, the bloodline war body of the Barbaric Ancient Clan. Fighting Heaven and Earth, the Barbaric Ancients bow not to heaven!]

Having read the information, Zhao Sheng’s interest was instantly piqued: “This Barbaric Ancient Battle Body seems really exciting! It’s invigorating just hearing about it.”

Zhao Sheng was very much looking forward to the surprises it would bring him.

Hmm, there is still one Profound-level random reward left.

“Should I use it now, or save it for the next life?”

… Random skill drawing in progress…”

In a single second, as the sound emerged from the depths of his heart, Zhao Sheng’s silhouette gradually faded from the Void, his thoughts plunging into darkness.

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Starving

So hungry!

The moment Zhao Sheng regained consciousness, a sudden and overwhelming sensation of hunger took over most of his rationality.

In a daze, he felt as if his stomach had become a Black Hole, from which countless little hands reached out, clutching desperately at his throat.

Zhao Sheng bolted upright in bed and instinctively shouted, “Someone come here!”

To his surprise, his voice was unusually childlike, as though he were a child.

Crack!

As Zhao Sheng’s right hand accidentally pressed against the bedpost, there was a crack, and the teak bedpost promptly broke into two pieces, flying off.

“Young master, Xiao Qi is here, you must be hungry! The food will be ready shortly.”

As he spoke, a tall and burly man with a dark face barged into the room like a whirlwind.

With a wave of his hand, a line of servants streamed in from outside the door, each carrying a large food box.

Zhao Sheng retracted his hand and lifted it to his eyes, his expression turning to one of surprise.

His hand was tiny, the skin yellowed and extremely thin, akin to skin and bones.

Yet it was this small hand that had lightly pressed and snapped a teak bedpost as thick as a wrist.

The incredible strength of this flesh body was quite frightening; could it be an effect of the Barbaric Ancient Battle Body?

With a brief recollection, a flood of memories from his predecessor’s life quickly surfaced in his mind.

Zhao Qingyang, just passed his eighth birthday.

A member of the Zhao Family from the Xinglong Origin, belonging to the Qing branch and ranked thirteenth, with Gold and Fire Dual Spirit Roots and Qi Refining First Layer.

Naturally endowed with incredible strength and impenetrable bones, his appetite was vast, requiring at least five meals a day, each meal’s quantity surpassing that of his peers by a hundredfold.

However, his development was noticeably slower than that of his peers; his skin was naturally yellowed, and his frame even thinner, standing at the height of a four or five-year-old child at the age of eight, appearing frail and sickly.

Since birth, he had ingested countless Spirit Pills to supplement his energy and blood, yet to no avail; therefore, he had always been seen as a monster by his peers.

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