The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

The dust filaments of the Duster, however, were crafted from the Chaos Rules contained within three thousand complete Small Thousand Worlds.

Such a mystical Duster, it now floated quietly in midair, emitting an immensely powerful energy.

Xuanqing was slightly excited.

He stretched out his right hand and slowly grabbed the Duster.

Boom!

In an instant.

A feeling of blood connection surged in his mind, and he instantly knew the uses of this Duster.

“Good!”

Xuanqing couldn’t help but exclaim in approval.

He could clearly feel the kind of power contained within this Duster.

Moreover.

This power was exceedingly compatible with the Swallow Heaven Saint Art he was practicing, as if it was tailor-made for it.

What’s more.

The grade of this Duster was not fixed and immovable, but a Magic Treasure that could grow indefinitely.

With a Perpetual Star as the main foundation, by continuously adding the Chaos Rules contained in Small Thousand Worlds, one could steadily raise the grade of the Magic Treasure.

Until the main Perpetual Star could no longer bear it, one could also merge Great Thousand Worlds into the main body to raise its foundation, thus continuing to add Small Thousand Worlds.

What does this mean?

It means that this Duster will have the same method of leveling up as Xuanqing himself.

The difference is, the Duster does not need to absorb Small Thousand Worlds, but only to imprint the Chaos Rules of the Small Thousand Worlds.

Nevertheless.

This also means.

From now on, if he wants to have a Magic Treasure that matches himself, he will need to prepare double the amount of Great Thousand Worlds.

“It seems… the focus later on should be on the complete Great Thousand Worlds.”

Xuanqing pondered inwardly.

Just the complete Small Thousand Worlds alone, for him, who had already begun his Farming Plan, there was no difficulty in acquisition, it was only a matter of time.

“With this Duster, plus the new Divine Power, Dust World. Seal Heaven, I don’t know what kind of mighty force it can produce!”

Xuanqing was feeling somewhat expectant.

However, this Universe Space of the Dark Realm is not the place for experimentation.

If it were to cause a Black Hole Collapse, even with his current realm, he would be absolutely unable to withstand it; it is not too late to try after he returns to the Endless Chaos.

“It’s time to go back!”

Xuanqing, holding the Duster, slowly stood up.

Now that the Magic Treasure had been crafted, the Farming Plan was completed, and he had been carrying out the clan’s escort mission for so long, it was time to return to the Endless Chaos.

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Endless Chaos.

Pan God Peak.

After returning to the clan’s Dojo.

Xuanqing could not wait to try out the new Duster, and the final result was very satisfying.

While holding the Duster, using Dust World. Seal Heaven, its power increased by at least fifty percent, maybe even more.

Going forward.

His life then entered a stale and boring wait, just waiting for Xuan Zhen to bring back the complete Small Thousand Worlds from the distant Marketplace.

…

Time slowly passed.

In the blink of an eye.

A hundred years went by.

Over these hundred years, because the traditional method of cultivating by absorbing Chaos Essence was too slow, even slower than a snail.

Xuanqing did not practice seriously at all.

After all.

Such bitter practice for a hundred years might only condense a few Small Thousand Worlds, which is far from the 3,000 required for Perfection of the Chaos Liver.

Of course, he didn’t use Chaos Points to exchange for Small Thousand Worlds either. Although the Farming Plan had started and Chaos Points were continuously coming in, with Xuan Zhen’s promise on the horizon, there was no need to waste Chaos Points on buying Small Thousand Worlds.

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One day.

“Sir, why aren’t you moving anymore?”

Xiaowu, who was discussing the Bloodline of the Chaos Fire Phoenix, suddenly noticed that Sir had been motionless for half a day and couldn’t help but ask.

“Chieftain Xuan Zhen has returned,”

Xuanqing’s mouth curved into a slight smile.

Just now.

The formation of Pan God Peak was triggered, and when his Divine thought perceived it, he saw it was the Chieftain of the Nine Skies Xuan Bird Clan, Xuan Zhen, who had returned.

However.

He had not finished his current work yet. Since he had waited for a hundred years already, a few more four hours wouldn’t matter.

Thinking this in his heart.

Xuanqing resumed his communication with the Fire Phoenix Bloodline.

“Mmm~”

There.

Just as Xiaowu was about to ask something, waves of impact struck her, and the words she had in mind turned into a soft moan, and eventually, she closed her eyes in intoxication.

…

Four hours later.

It was done!

Xuanqing was sitting cross-legged On the futon.

And Xiaowu’s face was flushed as she tidied up the aftermath caused by the Chaos Fire Phoenix Bloodline, when she heard Sir’s voice in her ear.

“Xiaowu, tell your Chieftain Xuan Zhen to wait for me in the Cultivation Room.”

“Yes, Sir~”

Xiaowu bowed slightly, then slowly backed out of the room.

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The Cultivation Room.

In front of countless neat stacks of black boxes in the corner of the room, one could see the old man standing proudly with a look of great pride on his face.

“Sir, on this journey to the central city of the Wan Clan Alliance, your Subordinate successfully sold all of the Devouring Heaven Fruits, and including our clan’s savings, we bought a total of thirteen thousand six hundred and forty complete Small Thousand Worlds,”

The old man was, of course, Xuan Zhen, who had just returned from the distant Great Market.

After a full hundred years, he had brought back more than ten thousand complete Small Thousand Worlds with immense resources.

“Thirteen thousand six hundred and forty?”

Hearing this number.

Xuanqing was spiritually invigorated, immediately delighted, and he took a step forward to pat the other’s shoulder and said: