Glorious God Throne

Chapter 39

The familiar sunset, the familiar woods, the familiar courtyard, and the familiar person lying unconscious in the courtyard.

Having dinner with the old director at the Seventh Hospital, Bai Yi returned to the old city district. By this time, the sky had turned dark.

That night, after falling asleep, he entered the nightmare game again.

However, this time Bai Yi also brought along the immortal cultivation manual from Li Daotian – to be precise, it was the “Puppet Master’s Journal” with all the contents of the immortal cultivation manual added to it. As an item stored in the system, Bai Yi could extract it anytime during the game.

In fact, this manual didn’t help Bai Yi much. He had already figured out a way to complete the mission. The reason he brought the manual was purely out of curiosity!

— Li Daotian had been devoted to cultivation for twenty years, obsessively delving into immortal cultivation. Were these so-called immortal cultivation postures he researched just the wild fantasies of a mentally ill person with no logic, or did they have some truth to them, but the barren world couldn’t support his fantasies becoming reality?

— Was he a complete lunatic detached from reality, or a genius born in the wrong era and world?

Bai Yi had been curious about this question for a long time. And now, this instance would undoubtedly help him find the answer.

For example, the issue of spiritual roots. It seemed there were readily available materials at hand for him to make use of — he glanced at the old man barely clinging to life at his feet. With experience from several playthroughs, Bai Yi knew very well how long this NPC could survive. He turned and headed to the kitchen.

Soon, Bai Yi came out holding a kitchen knife that had been cleaned to a shine, gleaming with cold light.

The old man, who had been spitting blood and accusing him of despicably poisoning him, suddenly changed his complexion entirely, feeling an ominous premonition.

But he couldn’t do anything, only stare wide-eyed.

The person in front of him slowly bent down, the gleaming blade of the kitchen knife getting closer and closer. He heard a helpless sigh. “Without a surgical knife, I can only make do with this…”

Sect Leader of Fushan, unnamed An: !!!

— Ahhhh, don’t come any closer!!!

In just five minutes, Bai Yi completed the appendectomy–if this kind of operation that only involved cutting off the appendix without caring about infections or worrying about excessive bleeding from the wound could be called surgery–and set aside the blood-stained kitchen knife.

Then, he suddenly realized, “Ah, I was too hasty earlier, only learned to distinguish the appendix’s existence, but haven’t learned how to finish the surgery after removing the appendix.”

Bai Yi slapped his palm in regret, looking at the NPC with an open wound on his belly that hadn’t been stitched up yet, and spoke with the most sincere and innocent tone, “Looks like I’ll have to ask for your understanding! Sorry, as a newbie, lacking experience is inevitable!”

The NPC forced to understand: ???

The old man lying on the ground began to gasp heavily, his chest heaving. It was unclear if it was due to anger or if his life force was reaching its end, seemingly about to pass away on the spot.

Bai Yi hurriedly applied pressure to stop his bleeding, “Don’t be in a hurry to die, I think you can survive for another three minutes. Oh, you might not understand what three minutes means, but that’s not important. Anyway, tell me if you can still absorb spiritual energy?”

“You… huff… huff…” The old man’s eyes bulged like a frog’s, angrily spitting out blood on the spot, his neck stiffened, his body trembling violently, unable to utter a single word.

Bai Yi: “…”

…Fine, if you don’t want to talk, why get so worked up?

Anyway, he could figure out the answer through his own observation :).

Bai Yi waved his hand, and silently, a pitch-black notebook appeared in his hand, along with a pen.

Swish, swish, swish…

[Three minutes after the appendectomy, observation still reveals that the wound healing speed is several times faster than an ordinary person’s, and the body is still absorbing special energy, maintaining flesh freshness… Conclusion drawn: the appendix has nothing to do with spiritual roots.]

“Not surprising, eliminating one wrong answer.”

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Bai Yi unsurprisingly put away the journal, realizing the NPC on the ground was dead beyond resurrection, so he simply took out a sword and dug a hole right there, burying him on the spot. It was also a way to let this great pioneer, who had made a significant contribution to countless cultivators, rest in peace, dying where he belonged.

Looking at the Fushan Sect Leader token he found on the NPC, he immediately knew where to go next.

— The spiritual energy had revived, yet these clueless NPCs who hadn’t even crossed the threshold of cultivation could still sit firmly as sect leaders without being overthrown, indicating that the other people in the sect were even more clueless. At least with his strength, he could easily suppress these weaklings.

For now, those who had only tempered their bodies with spiritual energy without understanding how to cultivate didn’t have much improvement in strength. They were far from surpassing him, the former first in the world.

Bai Yi squinted at the sunset in the sky, tossed the sect leader token in his hand, and set off in a certain direction.

At this moment, the system’s narration appeared timely —

[You successfully defeated the Fushan Sect Leader An, using the “Dark Cuisine” skill and obtained the Fushan Sect leader token.]

[From Fushan Sect Leader An, you learned that many elders and disciples of the Fushan Sect are stationed outside their secluded location and Wind Valley, two miles to the west. Due to being the weakest in strength, they were tasked with monitoring your movements and reporting to others periodically…］

[Your enemies scattered across Jianghu have never stopped, even though you are no longer worth mentioning in their eyes.]

[If you continue to decline day by day, they will be happy to see it, deriving pleasure from your pain. But once you show the slightest sign of a comeback, they will mercilessly suppress you.]

[You are well aware that at this stage, you cannot easily expose yourself to them, otherwise, you will not be able to accomplish anything and will only face constant pursuit. Therefore, subduing the Fushan Sect and using it as a shield to block your enemies’ sight and deceive them seems to be the best choice for you at the moment.]

[——You decide to set off.]

……..

On the way, Bai Yi naturally put the game on autopilot.

Half an hour later, at a temporary camp set up in the woods, several elders gathered at the summons of the Fushan Sect’s eldest elder, who sat dignifiedly with a hint of worry and imperceptible tension on his face.

Seeing this, the other elders couldn’t help but feel worried as well.

“Great Elder! What happened?”

“Why isn’t the sect leader here?”

“Cough, cough!” The eldest elder lightly coughed twice, “That’s exactly why I called you all here. As you know, with the recent appearance of spiritual energy in the world, we are all just groping around blindly. The sect leader was too hasty today and made a mistake. He needs at least three months of seclusion to recuperate properly.”

At this point, he raised his hand, showing a familiar sect leader token to the others, “To prevent leaks of information and avoid being targeted by those enemies, the sect leader has secretly sequestered himself and temporarily entrusted the sect’s affairs to me.”

“Ah! How could this be! The sect leader…sigh!”

Several elders sighed immediately, no one doubted that there was any issue here, after all, the eldest elder and the sect leader had no enmity, and he was highly respected within the sect. With him temporarily managing the Fushan Sect, no one had any objections.

“But what about the Immortal Spiritual Conference in half a month?”

“Yes, with the rapid changes in the world today, we are falling behind. With the appearance of spiritual energy in the world and the emergence of talents who can absorb it, what martial prodigies? They are nothing! Unfortunately, our Fushan Sect lacks such talents, and only the sect leader can attend the Immortal Spiritual Conference. But now even the sect leader… What are we going to do?!”

The eldest elder smiled mysteriously, waving his hand, “No need to worry, the sect leader has made arrangements for this matter and has an excellent candidate in mind.”

Upon hearing this, others began to suspect if the sect leader had secretly hidden a genius disciple who had extraordinary skills in cultivation, waiting to unveil them at this crucial moment.

Surprised and curious, they let their guard down.

“Alright, you can go now. As usual, don’t show anything unusual to arouse suspicion,” the eldest elder waved his hand again, “As for that side…” He pointed in the direction of Pei Hefeng’s secluded thatched house, “Since the sect leader is temporarily absent, I will personally go to investigate in the future.”

After a few elders left the tent, the eldest elder suddenly sat up from his seat, looking tense. At the same time, a figure appeared out of nowhere, gently descending from above.

— He had been there above everyone’s heads from start to finish, and not a single person had noticed his presence.

Wearing coarse linen clothes with disheveled hair, this man, who looked no older than thirty, took the sect leader token handed to him respectfully by the eldest elder and casually stuffed it into his pocket. He then casually played with the long sword in his hand, smiling lightly at him, “Don’t worry, I always keep my promises.”

The eldest elder forced a bitter smile, unable to say anything.

The man chuckled lightly again, his gaze playful as he stared at him. The look in his eyes was hard to describe, like someone eyeing a piece of pork on a cutting board, trying to figure out where to make the cut.

The eldest elder sighed inwardly.

— Truly worthy of someone who once wreaked havoc on the entire martial world, truly the first in the world! Those who thought he was finished clearly underestimated him by far!

— It won’t be long before those people regret it!

Recalling how the other person had silently infiltrated and held a sword to his neck, then forced him to swallow strange poisons… The eldest elder quickly restrained his thoughts, lowered his head, and became even more respectful in expression, “The character of the owner of the Hanguang Sword is certainly trustworthy.”

Bai Yi didn’t say anything else, just raised the long sword in his hand and lightly tapped the other person’s shoulder with the hilt.

“…That’s good then!”

He walked away, “As long as you behave yourself during this time, the antidote will be given immediately after the Immortal Spiritual Conference.”

The so-called Immortal Spiritual Conference was a renamed martial arts conference, but a group of individuals who considered themselves higher than martial artists would naturally not use such a low-profile name.

The Immortal Spiritual Conference was organized by top sects such as the Baixue Mountain Villa, the North Sea Sword Sect, and the Qiongshan Sect. In theory, it called on all individuals with the potential to absorb spiritual energy, namely seedlings of cultivators, to participate together. The purpose was to gather ideas and wisdom from all beings, creating a new cultivation system distinct from martial arts.

One had to admit that the person who proposed this idea was admirable, both in vision and scope, quite extraordinary.

One could imagine that once it was truly achieved, countless contemporary geniuses would exchange ideas, and even mediocre talents might have moments of enlightenment, proposing dazzling suggestions. Looking back in thousands of years, this might be the beginning of the cultivation wave, the initial sprout of the entire world’s cultivation system.

Using a bit of ash scraped from the stove as “poison” frightened the eldest elder, Bai Yi casually picked up a straw hat from the tent, covering his face with it before taking his sword and swaggering out.

The system timely activated map navigation…

Looking at the clearly marked location of the Immortal Spiritual Conference on the illusionary map, Bai Yi walked while plucking a leaf and casually blowing a cheerful tune.

…This was Pei Hefeng’s innate talent. It was indeed very compatible with his ordinary music genius talent.

“A gathering for cultivating immortality?” Under the straw hat, the man’s lips curled up as a pitch-black notebook appeared in his hand, “Perfect, I have many insights to share with everyone.”

—This is the culmination of twenty years of effort by an old cultivator!

—Highly recommended! [Bold and capitalized]

Bai Yi certainly couldn’t wait half a month in the game, so he chose to go on autopilot again and logged in on time.

On this day, the entire Immortal Spiritual Conference was stirred up because of him!

On this day, it should have been a moment for countless chosen ones to shine.

The Villa Master of Baixue Mountain Villa, the Junior Sect Master of North Sea Sword Sect, the Elder of Qiongshan Sect… One after another, renowned martial prodigies and respected elders of the martial world had their limelight stolen by the unknown man in the straw hat.

Under his logically tight yet wildly imaginative ideas, under his mature and complete cultivation system, their thoughts appeared shallow, immature, and full of loopholes!

It was as if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had just appeared, but he had already seen the future thousands of years later, bringing the essence of the flourishing era to the present, while the thoughts of everyone else were like newly fired clay next to beautifully patterned ceramics, revealing a stark contrast!

“Hiss—”

Looking at the man standing on the platform, waving the so-called cultivation notebook that supposedly condensed all his friend Li Xianke’s hard work, and envisioning the future era of cultivation with an extremely infectious tone to countless people…

Everyone present couldn’t help but gasp in awe, realizing that there were people beyond people and heavens beyond heavens.

And they all remembered in their hearts the secluded and reclusive Li Xianke, their senior!

—Li Xianke’s immense talent is terrifying!

For a moment, countless people under the guidance of the man in the straw hat suddenly understood, shouting, “I understand, I understand!”

[You used the Bewitch skill, successfully persuaded NPC +1.]

[You used the Bewitch skill, successfully persuaded NPC +1.]

…….

[You used the Bewitch skill, recruited fervent disciples +1.]

[You used the Bewitch skill, recruited fervent disciples +1.]

……

[You introduced the concept of “cultivating immortality,” and everyone suddenly understood!]

[You introduced the cultivation system of immortality, and everyone was shocked!]

[You presented various possible visions of cultivating immortality, with profound vision and creativity, stunning everyone!]

…..

[You have gained the trust of all NPCs present, with 80% showing respect and 20% being fervent admirers.]

[You will be recognized by all cultivators as the “Teacher,” making an indelible contribution as the “Ancestor of One Path” of this cultivation system in this world!]

As Bai Yi continued to preach, the atmosphere at the Immortal Spiritual Conference turned into a large-scale cult gathering.

Amidst the fervor, someone deeply bowed and said:

“Elder’s words are like the sound of great bells, worthy of being called the teacher of generations!”

[Do you want to save temporarily?]

[This instance has been saved and can be continued at any time.]

[Achievement system has been refreshed.]

[You have achieved the “Teacher of Hundred Generations” achievement.]

[You have achieved the “Leading the Cultivating Immortality Trend” achievement.]

[If this instance world continues to develop, you will become an indelible guide in the history of the cultivation world.]

[The system kindly reminds the player that if they continue from this point in the next load, it will cause irreversible distortions to the main storyline and player character.]

[——Please complete the main storyline first!]

The system’s meaning was clear. The previous task about Xu Dong had also been distorted by Bai Yi’s cunning moves. However, he had completed the main storyline task “Kill anyone at will,” and then distorted the nightmare fragment, equivalent to uncovering a hidden task subplot on top of completing the main storyline.

But this time, the main storyline task had not been completed yet.

Clearly meant to change the world and sever cultivation, yet here he was aiming to become the ancestor of cultivators—it was simply a reverse operation!

Lines of text floated before Bai Yi’s eyes as he lay in bed, waving them away, “Alright, alright, don’t worry.”

“…Of course, I will complete the main storyline task. However, with the system’s intelligence, it naturally can’t grasp my thoughts, so it’s understandable to have such concerns!”

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