Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

And at this moment—

The Heavenly Girl of the Flower Offering Sect, who had obviously noticed Fat Long, flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes. Then, she lightly bit her red lips and shook her head almost imperceptibly before shifting her gaze away, no longer meeting Fat Long's eyes.

Clearly worried about being noticed by the few men around her.

...

"What is she doing?"

Fat Long looked baffled as he watched the woman being taken away by several men and hesitated, "Is she trying to tell me not to act rashly and not to save her with that gesture?"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Does this woman have a problem with her brain?!"

"After being bullied by the Flower Offering Sect for so long, what makes her think I would risk my life to save her?"

"Just because she passed me a message, she thinks I've forgiven her?!"

"I, Fat Long, will never forgive those who've forced me in this lifetime!"

He looked at the woman's departing figure with some indignation. The Flower Offering Sect was his lifetime trauma, and this grudge couldn't possibly be dispelled just because she had sent him a message.

"Don't mind it."

Chen Qiu shook his head with no intention of going forward to find out what had happened. Instead, after entering the city, he walked straight along the main path, planning to find an inn to settle down first.

Just then—

A little boy with a red cloth tied on his head approached him with blinking eyes full of anticipation, looking at Chen Qiu: "This Memory Stone contains Chopping Nine Oxen's Image, the lucky fellow from Fufeng City the other day."

"That lucky one has both 'Nine Ox Power' and 'self-extinguishing root' entries. He gambled with the Heavenly Dao dozens of times in a row."

"Would the Immortal like to see it?"

"Only for one or two Silver pieces."

"..."

Chen Qiu looked at the little boy in front of him with a weird expression, not because he found the price expensive, but because he found it strangely quick. It hadn't been that long; the distance from Fufeng City was more than a thousand miles away, and the Memory Stone had already been brought over?

Your efficiency is quite incredible.

Waving his hand to signal Fat Long to throw over a piece of Silver, he took the Memory Stone, planning to relive the moment when he was interested later on. A gambler with such good luck, the next time he needed to gamble, he would hold this Memory Stone in the palm of his hand; perhaps he could rub off some Qi Fortune.

...

After casually choosing an inn and booking three top-tier rooms,

Chen Qiu was the first to enter one room alone, planning to wash up and sleep. Since coming out of the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm, he had been on the go constantly without any rest.

After the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm was the invasion of the Demon Clan, after the invasion was the assassination of the workshop owner, then a rush to the Poisonous Thunder Swamp, using resentful spirits to kill the Poison Thunder Old Man, slaughtering the disciples of the Poison Sect, and ambushing the Scion of Ten Thousand Demons.

Only then did he finally reach Kai Mountain City.

He really hadn't had the chance to rest this whole time; today, however, he finally had time to rest properly and take stock of his recent gains.

After washing up and changing into a new robe, he sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced his mental method. After a hundred breaths, adjusting his body to its optimal state, he finally opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of stale air.

This was when he was at his best.

He had only a few hundred resentful spirits from the Poison Sect disciples on him, which hardly had any significant impact on him.

But soon... his state was about to be not so good again.

Chen Qiu took a deep breath, pulled out a Golden Core from his chest, and put it to his mouth. This Golden Core was none other than that of the Poison Thunder Old Man's. He hadn't even met this person, his resentful spirit went in and killed the poison cultivator of that layer of the Golden Core.

The Golden Core dissolved the moment it entered his mouth.

The familiar heat flowed instantly through his meridians, the majestic Spiritual Energy began to rampage within his body unscrupulously, and his skin started to turn slightly red, faintly showing steam rising from the top of his head.

Fortunately, he was already accustomed to this from previous experiences. Besides, this Golden Core was just from the first layer, nowhere near as explosive as the last one.

Soon he controlled the rampaging Spiritual Energy and slowly guided it to flow gently through his meridians, following the fixed route of his mental method.

...

After several cups of tea.

The Chen Qiu sitting cross-legged on the bed slowly opened his eyes. His previously reddish skin gradually lost its warmth and returned to its normal color, while the Spiritual Energy fluctuating on the surface of his body was somewhat uncontrollable.

This was clearly a sign of a realm being repeatedly broken through in a short period, resulting in an unstable state.

For the next month, he intended to go nowhere, just to stay in this inn to stabilize his Cultivation, and by the way, see if he could seek some Spells and Spiritual Treasures in Kai Mountain City suitable for him.

To make up for his weaknesses.

At this time, his Cultivation Progress had already risen from the original—

'Cultivation': Foundation Establishment Stage Second Level (96%)

to—

'Cultivation': Foundation Establishment Stage Third Level (36%)

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The previous Golden Core of the fourth layer had boosted his Cultivation Progress by 90%, while this Golden Core from the first layer only increased his Cultivation by 40%. The difference was naturally because of the varying strengths of the Golden Cores, as well as the increasing difficulty of breaking through each realm as one's Cultivation improved.

And above his Dantian, that familiar panel shrouded in mist appeared once more.

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"Cultivation greatly improved, formally entering the Foundation Establishment Stage Third Level."

"Please choose from the three random entries below within ten breaths."

1:

'Entry Name': Exclusive Love.

'Entry Level': Green.

'Entry Effect': For every member of the opposite sex of your own kind who truly falls in love with you, you will receive ten Spirit Stones.

2:

'Entry Name': Tired of the World.

'Entry Level': Yellow.

'Entry Effect': Every time you kill a member of the opposite sex of your own kind who truly loves you, you will receive thirty Spirit Stones.

3:

'Entry Name': Capable of Toppling a Nation and a City.

'Entry Level': Green.

'Entry Effect': You will be able to more easily attract the favor of members of the opposite sex of your own kind. In their eyes, you will appear more charming than an ordinary person.

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"..."

Chen Qiu looked expressionlessly at these three entries above his Tao Foundation. For a moment, he even wanted to pull out his Mid-grade Heavenly Dao Retrospective Talisman and choose all three entries.

It must be said.

Each of these entries, if possessed individually, might just be a plain economic or lifestyle entry.

But if these three entries appeared together, if one had all of them,

That would be akin to—

'Every Plant and Tree', 'Start From Scratch', 'Never Discouraged'.

The same combination move of this trio of entries.

Moreover, even stronger, as each acquisition of Spirit Stones seemed more numerous and didn't appear to have a cap.

It's just that...

A normal person, even if they don't like a woman, would find it difficult to feel too much disgust if the woman loved them wholeheartedly.

It's like a kitten meowing with eyes only for you, running towards you. Even if you don't like cats, unless you have an extreme personality, you're unlikely to crush the kitten underfoot.

In one's lifetime.

One won't receive love from too many people.

Thus, most people cherish every bit of love and kindness. For most, personally killing a girl who truly loves you would essentially haunt them with a Heart Demon for life.

If one killed ten, a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand.

The heart would grow cold, the blade dull.

Under the extreme guilt, the body's defense mechanism would automatically extinguish all conscience to prevent the body from harming itself due to excessive guilt.

In such a case, one would already be considered a Demon Cultivation.

These three entries combined are the genuine 'Demon Cultivation Terms'.

It's like the 'Path of Ascension' entry.

Someday on the Path of Ascension, one must kill one's parents and offspring first.

The 'Path of Ascension' entry effect is that for every relative you kill with whom you share a blood relation, you will receive three Spirit Stones.

Quite good.

If a Demon Cultivator happens to possess these four entries, that truly would be a calamity upon the world.

To make a member of the opposite sex fall in love with you, add ten Spirit Stones.

Let them bear your child, kill one with each birth, birth another with each killing, and for every one killed, add three Spirit Stones.

If they can't bear children anymore, kill them and add thirty more Spirit Stones.

If one sought out thousands of members of the opposite sex, one could directly create a man-made spirit stone mine.

...

"Sigh."

Chen Qiu exhaled a deep breath and without much hesitation, abandoned the idea of having this set of entries. Such a path was too wicked, and at least his character couldn't bear the weight of killing hundreds or even thousands of women who truly loved him.

With that effort.

He could improve his Cultivation, kill more Golden Cores, which was much faster than killing women for money, right?

He casually chose the 'Capable of Toppling a Nation and a City' entry. Compared to the first two, at least this one was occasionally useful, such as... maybe helping with the layout for the upcoming 'Fame Ranking'.

He was also quite envious of the 'Heavenly Dao Blessing' that came daily.

...

What Chen Qiu didn't know was that.

His name had already appeared at the bottom of the 'Fame Ranking' at some point, and the rank of 'Bai Yi' on the Fame Ranking was also rapidly climbing.

In many sects.

Under the leadership of the elders, numerous disciples stood solemnly in the sect's square, looking up at the images projected by the Memory Stone hovering in mid-air.

"A Magic Practitioner standing on a Flying Sword, like a spell perpetual motion machine, continuously bombarded the Demon Clan cultivators on the ground with a waterfall of Heavenly Thunders."

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