Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Wan Xu did not harbor much doubt, his face brimming with irrepressible joy.

"Lie, would it be good to send Zheng Chu into the Wan Clan?"

Wan Xu tilted his head toward Lie, speaking in a consultative tone, "With the Wan Clan, he will have a better future. I will ask the Great Witch to intervene, to replace his totem with a first-class one and cultivate him with care."

At this moment, he had already set aside the matter of the Spirit Mines, focusing instead on Chu Zheng's potential.

"Zheng Chu has already undergone the rite of adulthood; he can decide for himself, I won't interfere." Lie didn't give an answer but left the choice to Chu Zheng.

Deep down, he didn't want Zheng Chu to join the Wan Clan, but considering Zheng Chu's future prospects, joining the Wan Clan was undoubtedly the better option.

In the Wan Clan, there was the flesh of powerful pinnacle Savage Beasts, stronger Secret Medicines to enhance Blood Qi foundation, and plenty of first-class totems to choose from.

No matter how you looked at it, the Wan Clan was a notch above the Wangshan Tribe.

"Zheng Chu, do you want to come with me? The Wan Clan can offer you better resources."

Wan Xu looked at Chu Zheng, extending the olive branch once again.

After a moment of hesitation, Chu Zheng shook his head, "I'd like to consider it later."

Joining the Wan Clan now was not a good choice, with too many powerful individuals around, it would hinder his God Creation.

No one would wish to venerate a weakling; the power of the Wangshan Tribe was just right.

This time, as he undertook his transformation ordeal, Chu Zheng didn't know how long he could sustain it, but aspiring to reach the Seventh or even Eighth Order seemed a bit unrealistic; he might not last that long, and it would require a great deal of time, at least tens of thousands of years.

According to his original plan, he would stay in the Dongyuan Realm for at most a hundred years, and then he would have to shift his focus back to his original body; after all, this was only an incarnation, not his entirety.

"There's no rush, whenever you want to join the Wan Clan, just tell me, you're welcome anytime."

Wan Xu was not in a hurry to press for an answer. Turning to Lie, he steered the topic back to Ore Refining into Soldiers: Find your next adventure on empire

"This time, your Wangshan Tribe will be credited with a merit. After the Great Beast Hunting Festival, rewards will be sent to the tribe. After I verify this method with my clan, I will promote it in the name of Zheng Chu throughout the entire alliance."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zheng couldn't help being somewhat surprised. He was still considering how to get the Wan Clan to agree to associate this method with the name 'Zheng Chu', but it turns out there was no need for him to bother at all.

"Why by the name of Zheng Chu?" Lie frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

This was tantamount to pushing Zheng Chu into the spotlight, attracting too much attention, and there would be no small trouble.

His concern was primarily from Zheng Chu's perspective, attracting too much notice could bring considerable trouble for both Zheng Chu and the Wangshan Tribe.

The smile on Wan Xu's face faded, and he said earnestly, "The Human Race today needs a miracle."

With his level of Cultivation, only one step away from the pinnacle of the Dongyuan Realm, he could see far more than Lie could.

Facing the Savage Beasts, the Human Race is falling back day by day; they need some special power to maintain confidence and prop up this increasingly desperate world.

Zheng Chu is a miracle. He will use the method of Refining Ore into Soldiers to make Zheng Chu's name resonate throughout the entire Dongyuan Realm.

Given Zheng Chu's talent, it's only a matter of time before he grows up. He will exaggerate Zheng Chu's talent even further, even demonize it to make as many people as possible aware that the Human Race is blessed by the heavens.

The power brought by faith can sometimes be as strong as a totem, even if it can only be maintained temporarily.

Such examples have existed before, though they are all like a fleeting meteor, gone in an instant, but they ultimately help the Human Race maintain stability for a while.

At least, before Zheng Chu's departure from this world, many people can hold a glimmer of hope.

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The speed of the Heavenly Phoenix Flying Ship was extremely exaggerated; in less than two days, it had crossed several domains and entered into the wilderness.

The Hunting Ground of the three-clan alliance of the Human Race was not far away, standing in a tripod formation with the other two clans having already arrived.

The sky over the wilderness differed slightly from that of the Nine Domains, with billions of miles without a cloud, and the sun gave off a more terrifying heat.

Under the scorching sun, Chu Zheng only felt the Yuan Qi within him operating much faster, the Yang Qi inside him rising, and a slight irritability being born.

As far as the eye could see, there were forested mountains, grasslands and Gobi, encompassing everything. Often, one could see huge dark shadows moving through the mountains, and with their steps came a thunderous rumbling sound.

The air seemed to be permeated with the smell of blood, and bones could be seen everywhere.

Once everyone had left the Flying Boat, the divine bird, massive as a mountain, once again rose into the air, circling above, with several peak powerhouses who had stepped into the Eighth Order domain sitting in control above it.

What they needed to guard against were the threats that might emerge from outside the Hunting Ground.

The Great Beast Hunting Festival was also an event of extreme risk for the Human Race.

There had been accidents in Beast Hunting Festivals before, when over ten peak-level Savage Beasts jointly broke into the hunting grounds, wounding the majority of the Human Race's elite warriors, nearly leaving the Human Race too weak to recover. It took thousands of years to regain some Yuan Qi gradually.

A simple encampment was quickly erected, stretching out for hundreds of miles, and a thousand-zhang wide Jade Pool, situated at the forefront of the camp, was filled to the brim with crimson beast blood.

Passing through this pool would fully activate the totem, able to amplify the battle power of a Totem Cultivator for a short period.

Besides that, there was another use. When the totem was in an activated state and bathed again in beast blood, it would leave some traces.

After killing a Savage Beast, using the heart blood of the Savage Beast to cleanse the totem would be recorded and then used as a criterion for evaluating merit.

Since it was the Great Beast Hunting Festival, naturally, the more Savage Beasts were hunted, the more the rewards.

The totem would remember how many Savage Beasts you killed, with no allowance for dishonesty.

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After resting for one day, the warriors from the various clans successively bathed in beast blood and set off into the wastelands.

The order of entry into the Blood Pool had an unspoken rule: the Wan Clan went first, followed by some larger clans with surnames.

As for warriors from smaller tribes like the Wangshan Tribe, they fell behind.

Lie and Chu Zheng blended into the crowd, walking towards the Blood Pool.

"Once you enter the wasteland, you will act on your own, be careful," Lie said gravely, giving him a warning.

After entering the wasteland, he would not be able to follow by Chu Zheng's side any longer, hindering his own hunting aside, he might also bring danger to Chu Zheng.

Some powerful Savage Beasts particularly liked to hunt targets full of Blood Qi. His presence next to Chu Zheng might attract some incredibly strong Savage Beasts, and even the aftershocks of their fights could crush Chu Zheng to death.

"Uncle Lie, you've said before, I'm of age now, I know what to do," Chu Zheng replied casually, stepping into the Blood Pool.

Hearing this, Lie couldn't help but feel a momentary haze.

Even though he told Wan Xu that Zheng Chu was of age, he was still habitually treating Zheng Chu like a child, overlooking the fact that he was now a qualified adult warrior, and even more so, his battle strength was amongst the upper-middle tier of those who came from the Wangshan Tribe.

By the time he came back to his senses, Chu Zheng's figure had already disappeared into the Blood Pool, lost from sight amid the flow of people.

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The instant he stepped into the Blood Pool, Chu Zheng felt a warmth on his back as his totem seemed to start moving.

The warm beast blood instantly submerged his whole body, bringing a burst of warmth.

Restlessness surged in his chest, somewhat uncontrollably raising a trace of killing intent, difficult to suppress.

In the beast blood, there was more than met the eye, likely mixed with Spiritual Medicine that excited and invigorated the spirit.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Zheng suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, left the Blood Pool, and headed into the depths of the wastelands alone. He had many methods to preserve his life but couldn't take care of others simultaneously; acting alone was the most appropriate.

Even though cultivators numbering in the millions had gathered, when scattered throughout the entire wasteland, they were like a drop of water in the ocean, not causing the slightest ripple.

In but a moment, within miles around Chu Zheng, not a single person could be seen.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Whoo—"

A high and piercing cry echoed in the void, and a massive dark shadow dived down, completely enveloping Chu Zheng.