Chapter 64 A Guess
The teacher got along well with Meng Yu, and so did the children.
It wasn't just because they were of the same age, but also because of his amiable attitude towards others. Cultivators generally dislike trouble and are reluctant to mentor others; doing so can easily waste their own time and even attract unnecessary troubles, with some trying to take advantage of you.
Now, everyone's main focus was the Qi-boosting Pill, which in the Immortal Sect was considered similar to a currency, meaning that one pill was as valuable as a Spirit Stone, with its price being as firm as that of the Spirit Stone.
There were many different formulas for this type of Alchemical Elixir, depending largely on how the Pill Master chose to proportion the ingredients, and the different Five Elements Flames used in the concoction. Meng Yu honestly assisted Old Man Sun. Of course, he also tried his hand at concocting Qi-boosting Pills with leftover materials. His current success rate was roughly 10 percent.
The Immortal Sect didn't maintain this examination outpost for economic benefit, as all belonged to cultivation groups. Low-grade medicinal materials from the spirit field were already of little worth. It was normal to experience losses due to gales and spirit beast incursions. Meng Yu used those leftover materials to concoct pills, essentially using his True Qi to earn himself a little extra, which even the most stringent would not fault.
The Immortal Sect announced the amnesty results for Meng Yu, which included strict conditions, among them restrictions on his expenditures, otherwise, the various cash gifts and transfers he received in the Immortal Sect's exam group chat 10008 alone would have made him rich.
Time passed day by day.
The children's one-month internship period was almost over, and at this moment, Meng Yu was pleasantly surprised to discover that the divine coordinates within him were once again activated.
He now had three coordinates within his body; one of the Supreme Star of Immortal Sect, another of this Minor World, and the last being the location he had left that day.
"You all carry on playing, if I gain insight, I shall cultivate for a while, see you later."
The children had three more days of free time, and Meng Yu requested leave from the teacher in charge. Then, he went to a pre-arranged Quiet Room, set up the Protective Formation, and clicked to enter that world.
...
The scene before him was still what he had seen previously. The spot where the broken pieces of his cellphone were buried did not have any floating dust, nor had any grass seeds sprouted.
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Not far away, the dozens of wild fruits that had fallen to the ground were still there. Judging by their damaged and oxidized state, it was clear that Meng Yu hadn't been away for long.
A month had passed, and aside from the sunlight shifting slightly, around less than an hour's worth, almost nothing else had changed. The hand-made hourglass timer he had set up had only counted forty minutes of time!
This was the true essence of "a hundred years in a blink, cherish your time"!
Which meant... no matter how you looked at it, it was Meng Yu who had the advantage!
Meng Yu excitedly swung his fist. Other matters aside, if he encountered an enemy he couldn't handle in the future, he could simply disappear and then come to this world to cultivate. Once he became strong, very strong, he could go back and apply Huang Shang Fist to fight like an old granny!
However, this time, the Nine-Petal White Lotus in his Divine Sense showed no change, and the words "Hundredfold Strength in Corruption, Becoming a demon amplifies strength by a hundredfold" stayed the same as before, as if his previous visions of being tainted by the country signifying a Guardian of the State, or facing the nation's ill omen being the King of the World were just illusions.
But they were definitely not illusions!
Meng Yu had heard a story before.
Someone had obtained a Divine Artifact, always using it as a mirror, until one night, under a full moon and on a special day, he saw the mirror turn into a door. The door revealed many mysterious incantations. But afterwards, he never saw that scene again, not until he achieved the Golden Pill of Achievement and his inner and outer self were united in harmony, fully integrating the Divine Artifact, did he finally understand the true origin of the mirror.
"Is it because my level is too low?"
Meng Yu pondered for a moment, then nodded.
No matter how one looked at it, having unearthed a new use for resources with hundredfold strength was truly wonderful. That day, he had excavated more than a dozen types of plants, and upon returning, he examined each one to find that most were plants already known to the Immortal Sect. This indicated that this world and the Immortal Sect were at least derived from the same lineage and, moreover, suitable for human habitation.
The Immortal Sect always encouraged everyone to explore new Minor Worlds, promising generous rewards for those who found them. Many in the Immortal Sect lived by this means because each Minor World often signified wealth, and some could even yield extremely precious materials like Spirit Stones, like Spirit Stones, like Spirit Stones!
That is to say, whether it was the Immortal Sect or other Sects, everyone was severely lacking in cultivation resources. They had no choice but to develop alchemy, formations, and many related industries to seek out new energy sources as substitutes. But at the core, they were still lacking resources.
Many Golden Core Masters from the Immortal Sect had achieved their Golden Core through owning a Minor World. And those Golden Core Masters without a Minor World were like tycoons without yachts.
Sensing the Spiritual Energy in the air, he stomped his foot, and the mobile phone he had buried, among other things, floated up into the air. A Fiery Flame ignited, turning everything to ashes.
Now, even the items in his storage ring bore no mark of the Immortal Sect.
Meng Yu hadn't forgotten that the Immortal Sect had fled from some other world to the current universe!
He had not forgotten the hint that this place was home!
He thought it was Earth that was home, but it was actually the home of the Immortal Sect.
Going back home, he had returned to the Immortal Sect, to the home of a million years past!
The Immortal Sect had an old legend saying that the founder of the Sect came from a universe where Spirit Stones were as common as dirt and treasures were everywhere, along with an extremely dazzling civilization. If anyone could find the way back, achieving Divinity Transformation was not an issue. Unfortunately, there was no longer a way back.
"This time, I must thoroughly test this!"
Meng Yu glanced at the button in his Divine Sense that continued to sparkle, noting that returning was unrestricted, always possible, but each visit required a cooldown period.
This feature was too powerful!
As for "Throughout the hundred years, may you treasure life," he understood "Throughout the hundred years," but what exactly did "may you treasure life" mean?
In the ancient legends of the Immortal Sect, ten thousand years ago, an Immortal Boat reached the Supreme Star, and from it descended many boys and girls, and some teachers. This group took root and sprouted on the Supreme Star because the world they came from was in crisis.
The adults constructed a Flying Boat, sent them into this universe with Divine Artifacts, and hoped they would live well in the new world, promising that if possible, they would come back for them.
Unfortunately, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years passed… their parents and teachers never arrived, and they did not know how to return. Thus, they took root and sprouted on the Supreme Star.
In the records of the Immortal Sect, those who arrived at the Supreme Star did not feel exiled, nor did they have any complaints, anger, or sorrow. On the contrary, these people were thankful, appreciating that their elders had sent them there, giving them the best of everything, including the culture that was passed down.
The world is but a temporary abode for all things; time is but a passerby of a hundred generations. And yet, life is like a dream; how much joy does it hold?
Throughout the hundred years, may you treasure life.
A new world, here I come.