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Chapter 1109 - Chapter 1109 Chapter 403 The First Step of Inheritance

Chapter 1109: Chapter 403: The First Step of Inheritance Chapter 1109: Chapter 403: The First Step of Inheritance “`

No wonder he was so panicked, in this era where the King Realm was hidden and saints remained unseen, a Grandmaster was the strongest among men.

Because once a martial artist completed the Spirit Qualification of their physical body, the secondary transformation of Spiritual Power could no longer harm them, and the explosive power limit of most Fierce Realm Spirit Arts was just tens of thousands of points of spiritual damage.

Therefore, for most Fierce Realm martial artists, they didn’t even have the qualifications to injure a Grandmaster, only a rare few at the pinnacle of the Fierce Realm might have a chance to wrestle with a Grandmaster, but even then, victory would be extremely difficult.

This is also why the Devil Lord Hook Chen was able to make such a name for himself–as a powerhouse at the peak of the Fierce Realm, he truly managed to injure the Victorious Venerable Liaoyin in a head-on confrontation.

Although the Devil Lord Hook Chen also sustained serious injuries afterward, being able to stand toe-to-toe with a Grandmaster in the Fierce Realm was an exceedingly rare existence.

People had no doubt that once the Devil Lord Hook Chen completed his Spirit Qualification, he would definitely be among the cream of the crop within the realm of masters.

After all, even Grandmasters had their strengths and weaknesses. From what he saw, the one from Min Mountain was definitely one of the notable ones among masters.

Even Master Yang of the Lingxiao Sect wouldn’t have been able to silently erase the third squad from Ghost King Mountain, let alone encircle several mountain peaks and claim them as his own territory.

Without having thoroughly investigated the background of that man, the great commander wouldn’t come anywhere close to there!

“If you won’t go, I will!” the Ji Family head slammed the letter on the table and said indignantly, “Find someone to lead me into the mountain!”

“Hmph,” the great commander snorted and casually assigned a warrior before saying coldly, “Take the Sealing Spirit Stone Stele as the boundary. The peaks beyond are full of anomalies, easy to enter but not to exit. If you end up trapped and die in there, don’t blame me for not warning you.”

“Thanks for the reminder, great commander!”

After the sarcastic remark, the Ji Family head left with the guide from the Ghost King Mountain’s main hall and headed into the depths of the mountain.

Moving across the mountain range with ease, it only took half a day to reach the place known as the deadly area of Min Mountain.

From the outside, aside from a Sealing Spirit Stone Stele, these few peaks looked no different from ordinary ones.

The lush vegetation and various animals living leisurely inside even made it appear more thriving than other mountains.

But the guide stopped far away, seemingly unwilling to take another step forward.

The Ji Family head, seeing the young man’s timid stance, didn’t scold him but simply took a deep breath and shouted towards the Sealing Spirit Stele, “Senior, there’s a letter from an old friend here for you to receive!”

Besides his own echo, there was no response from the solemn and towering peaks. Unwilling to give up, the Ji Family head called out a few more times, but to no avail.

Having no other choice, he caressed the letter on his chest, gritted his teeth, and stepped inside the boundary of the Sealing Spirit Stone Stele.

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Yet another person has disturbed the Illusionary Dream Array, the fifteenth this month.

Chen Menglu, who was learning the local language, frowned slightly and planned to deal with it later.

The suggestion given by Tang Luo was actually very workable. After all, in Beimang, there were many traditional villages and tribes that adhered to their ways.

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But adhering to tradition does not mean closing off communication, and once young people have seen the prosperity of other provinces just once, they find it hard to be content with a life so predictable, that fifty years hence can be seen at a glance, devoid of any surprise.

Moreover, to seek entry into a Daoist sect that values karmic laws is a sheer fantasy, for Daoist disciples all begin their training from early childhood, because there’s simply too much to learn. Those who join a Daoist sect in adulthood and achieve success are as rare as the morning stars.

Furthermore, apart from Beimang, it has become increasingly difficult to find unclaimed spiritual veins in the world, making the teaching of Daoism in Beimang and rebuilding the Four Imperial Spirit Realms an almost inevitable path.

Initially, this path was incredibly smooth. Upon arriving in Beimang, Chen Menglu quickly found a weak unclaimed spiritual vein. After surveying it, he discovered it was sufficient to establish the foundation of a Divine Country and immediately delineated the territory with four Sealing Spirit Stone Steles. On one hand, he began testing the feasibility of rebuilding the Four Imperial Spirit Realms, and on the other, he started searching for disciples willing to commit to the Divine Country.

It seemed, however, that his luck had run out after encountering the spiritual vein, as Chen Menglu then faced his greatest challenge–language.

The local tribes here spoke in a raw and difficult to understand colloquial dialect, and even their written language was different from Zhongzhou’s. Even the merchants who had traded with the tribe for a hundred years could only manage simple communication and could not recognize the tribe’s written language.

So, the first thing the Illusionary Master did upon arriving in Beimang was to learn the native language and script.

Within just a few months, he could fluently communicate and write in the native language, but then he was stumped when faced with a new challenge beyond a large mountain.

Just separated by one large mountain, the language of another tribe became only forty percent intelligible to him, and he could understand only twenty percent of their script.

This sense of frustration made Chen Menglu pause in place for a long while until he inquired and learned that just in the vast Min Mountain, there were over a hundred tribes with histories spanning hundreds of years.

The colloquial dialects and scripts used by these tribes were not at all uniform. If an ordinary person were to spend time learning these languages, it might take them hundreds of years.

Even for a Grandmaster like Chen Menglu, learning these languages one by one would still take over a decade of hard work.

Had it been someone else, they might have retreated upon hearing this, but Chen Menglu, with his great perseverance, thought differently.

While it may be foolish for a Grandmaster to learn a hundred or so local languages, the gains are astounding due to the existence of the Illusionary Dream Space, which allows him to manifest spiritual entities to take his place in teaching.

However, these manifested spiritual entities are derived from his own essence. In other words, if he does not know the local languages, he cannot manifest a spirit entity that understands them.

Even if he were to use the Illusion Dream to transmit information, it would be no more effective than a chicken talking to a duck, as those young tribespeople simply do not understand the official language.

How long would it take for them to learn the official language anew? And after mastering the official language, they would then have to start learning the specialized language of martial arts for a second transformation. After such a process, how much passion for learning would remain?

It’s far more efficient and quicker for him to learn the local languages and spread the Four Imperial Spirit Seals in the language most familiar to them.

Moreover, possessing the Illusionary Dream Space allows him a unique way of studying: he can use spirit entities to learn several local languages at the same time. At this rate, he would master all the languages and scripts of Min Mountain within three to five years.

Before the grand ambition of rebuilding the Four Imperial Spirit Realms, the time needed to learn languages has turned into a kind of unusual trial.

Therefore, Chen Menglu, having arrived at Min Mountain, began his studies without stepping outside his home.

Never disturb a Grandmaster who is seriously studying. Those who thought they were stealthy, like the Wind Media and warriors, should have set a good example for the generations to come.

Yet the newcomers failed to learn from this, and the ceaseless violators all ended up as farmers and miners.

After all, the natives within the Divine Country also need to eat, so those who are so keen on uncovering secrets can stay and work.