Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Chapter 382: Chapter 165: The Twelve-Grade Heavenly Dao Top Grade Nascent Soul, Appears!_3
 

“Number One”: Chen Qiu, with 87.9 billion virtue points.

“Number Two”: Su Ningxi, with 10.2 billion virtue points.

“Number Three”: Ah Piao, with 9.9 billion virtue points.

“…”

“Number Ten”: Tai Long, with 8.7 billion virtue points.

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A whopping 87.9 billion virtue points!

That’s an incredibly exaggerated number!

It’s so exaggerated that even if you add up the virtue points of the second-place-holder and the first-place-holder, they’d still fall short of his total, and yet, he also tops the “Xuantian Continent Evil Ranking List” with 2.9 billion sin points.

He has many sin points, but even more virtue points!

Sin points and virtue points cannot offset each other.

This time, even if the Heavenly King himself were to come, he couldn’t call him evil.

He, Chen Qiu, is indeed the greatest philanthropist under the heavens!

87.9 billion virtue points, almost catching up to the one who mended the heavens’ hundred billion virtue points.

It’s just that the Holy Daughter of the “Xuantian Sect,” who attained a hundred billion virtue points for mending the heavens, died before she could do anything else, whereas he is still alive. If that Holy Daughter had remained alive, he would have had nothing to do with claiming the number one spot.

“What a pity.”

Chen Qiu shook his head with a trace of regret. He was beginning to miss the “Merit Attack Order” he had used up. If he hadn’t used that Merit Attack Order, he couldn’t dare to imagine that just smashing down with 9.7 billion virtue points could obliterate the entire Evil State.

Although the territory of the Evil State was far smaller than Quzhou.

But with 87.9 billion virtue points slammed down, at least half of the nine states below would have to vanish, right?

He didn’t know if he would have another chance to obtain a “Merit Attack Order” in the future. He got this Merit Attack Order while fighting the Year Beast in Xia Country.

With 87.9 billion virtue points, once his “Merit Defense Order” is activated, it will equal to being invincible for one hour; but still, it doesn’t feel as exhilarating as the Merit Attack Order, after all, defense isn’t as satisfying as offense.

And at that moment—

A “Heavenly Dao Decree,” audible only to him, rang out once again.

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“Heavenly Dao Decree”: The Heavenly Dao senses, within the former Evil Clan’s domain on the Xuantian Continent, the Human Clan Cultivator Chen Qiu has achieved an unprecedented feat, proving himself by forming both a twelve-grade Golden Core and a twelve-grade Nascent Soul.

For completing one of the milestone missions in the Xuantian Continent, a statue has been erected in his honor in the “Heavenly Palace.”

Last but not least, he is rewarded with a Mid-grade Heavenly Dao Roulette.

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“…”

The moment the decree rang out, Chen Qiu stood suspended above the sea with his hands behind his back and his posture erect, gazing into the distance with one hand on his chest holding the Jade Feather Fan he had bought at the Ask the Heavens Market, his face carrying a hint of compassion for all beings, his eyes filled with reluctance and benevolence.

This went on for quite a few breaths.

Only after he was sure the Heavenly Dao had finished taking snapshots did he allow the corners of his mouth to rise slightly; then he turned and vanished from where he stood, heading into the Heavenly Palace to check out his new statue.

You can only enter the Heavenly Palace once a day.

But, if you complete two milestone missions within one day, you get two entries.

Although the statue isn’t particularly useful.

It looks incredibly impressive, and there seems to be this collecting desire lurking within him, making him want to gather all twelve statues. That way, when he eventually ascends to the throne of the Immortal Emperor, these twelve statues will mark the traces of his rise from obscurity.

They would represent the twelve highlights of his life.

…

After Chen Qiu departed.

The disciples of the Chao Tian Sect reluctantly watched the departed phenomenon. To tell the truth, they had utilized some lifespan-extending methods before, but they had never considered using successive natural phenomena for extending their lives.

Once in Da Xia.

Soon after, it happened here again; it really felt so comfortable to bask in it.

Last time they gained half a year of life; this time they extended it by a full year.

It might not sound like much, but if you added up everyone in the nine states who extended their lifespan, it would amount to an astronomical figure.

“Really nice.”

Qu Gui stood on the sea surface with a dazed expression, smiling as he looked toward the distant sun. Although his start was not too wonderful, thanks to his diligent efforts, he had found himself in a pretty good position.

As for what efforts he made.

Really, it was just one.

He decided to follow Chen Qiu.

This one decision was all he had made in this lifetime, but it was this decision that took him from an almost certain death to skyrocketing all the way to the Nascent Soul realm.

“Who can say otherwise?”

Zhao Buzhu wrapped an arm around Zhao Dezhu’s shoulders, also full of emotion, “I am truly grateful for my nephew. I never thought I’d see the day when I would achieve the Nascent Soul. Every time I think about it, it still feels somewhat surreal.”

…

The scholar laughed as he stood mid-air, looking down at a group of brown bears playing in the sea below. He turned to Fat Long beside him and whispered, “You’re not going to tell Brother Qiu that you’ve broken through to Golden Core and picked that entry?”

“I’ll tell him in a few days,” replied Fat Long, shaking his head. “Brother Qiu is busy these days; he probably won’t bother with this. I’ll wait until he’s not so busy.”

“And besides—”

His expression turned a bit strange, “Scholar, are you sure those brown bears are playing in the water? They’ve grown up in the desert; do they even understand swimming?”

“…”

After observing for a while without any expression, the scholar suddenly shot towards the sea surface, “Oh no, they really don’t know how to swim; they’re drowning.”

…

Soon—

“Drowning, and you didn’t know to call for help?”

Luckily the scholar acted promptly, and not a single brown bear drowned. Fat Long looked at the young brown bear in front of him, the Young Clan Leader of the bears, and said disapprovingly, “You dared to go into the sea without knowing how to swim?”

“I couldn’t call out; each shout filled my stomach with more water,” replied the young brown bear, who had coughed out water for a while before rolling onto his rotund belly, speaking in a small, aggrieved voice, “We didn’t plan on going into the sea, but we were just out from the small world and found ourselves in the sea. You can fly, but we can’t; we fell right into the water.”