I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 281 - 225: First Foray into the Great Wilderness
On the other side, Chen Sheng had completed all preparations. Surrounded by a faint void power, like being wrapped in a layer of transparent gauze, he merged into the void and flew towards the depths of the Great Wilderness.
In the beginning of his journey, the land below still showed continuous mountains, rivers, and vegetation—the dark green mountains resembled slumbering dragons, winding into the distance.
The streams between the mountains shimmered, and patches of Spirit Woods exuded vitality.
His Divine Sense spread out casually, detecting the presence of many Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators. Some were searching for Spirit Grass in the forest, some building temporary abodes in the valleys, clearly all exploring outer resources.
Yet the further he flew into the depths of the Great Wilderness, the more desolate the surroundings became.
The once sparse Spirit Woods gradually disappeared, leaving only bare, gray-brown rocks, with the ground full of deep, abyssal cracks, like scars left from the earth being torn apart.
The void winds also became more frequent, no longer just sporadic ripples, but gusts of white airflow howling between heaven and earth, making a "sizzling" sound as they swept across the earth veins.
Such power, even if a Golden Core Early-Stage cultivator were caught directly, their Protective Spiritual Light would instantly shatter, and they would be seriously injured if not careful.
Gradually, within Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense, he no longer perceived the presence of other cultivators, only the sound of the wind and the whoosh of his own flight through the void remained.
Two days later, a faint Spiritual Light suddenly appeared on the horizon ahead.
Chen Sheng slowed his flight, concentrating to look, only to see an ancient landmark standing on a flat rocky ground.
The landmark was made of unknown black rock, towering several dozen feet high, its surface engraved with mottled runes. Weathered by time, many runes were blurred but still emitted a faint spatial fluctuation.
At the top of the landmark was embedded a dim Crystal Stone, which was emitting guiding Spiritual Light—this was the iconic landmark of the Eastern Wilderness ancient path.
"Finally entered the inner region of the Great Wilderness!"
Chen Sheng landed next to the landmark, reaching out to touch the rough surface of the landmark, his fingertips feeling the remnants of weak power in the runes.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. According to Daoist Sect records, beyond this landmark was a region only fit for Nascent Soul True Monarchs to tread.
Among it lay not only more violent void winds but also hidden dangers like void thunder storms and erratic spatial flows—cultivators below the Nascent Soul level scarcely dared to set foot in this place.
Chen Sheng took out a map drawn by the Three Elements Dao Sect, laying it out on the ground.
The map, with animal hide as its base, used special pigments to mark the terrain of the Great Wilderness, landmark positions, and danger zones. The parts closer to the Eastern Domain were marked in more detail, even noting the appearance patterns of each void rift.
He matched the landmark with the map, then glanced up at the sky—the sky of the Great Wilderness was different from the outside world; even during the day, clear star constellations were visible. These constellations, relatively fixed in position, had been determined as natural coordinates by Daoist Sect cultivators.
Based on the correspondence between the constellations and the landmark, Chen Sheng quickly confirmed his location, then packed up the map, randomly selecting a direction before once again leveraging his void power to continue his journey.
The further he went into the depths of the Great Wilderness, the more intense the sense of solitude became.
The surrounding void became increasingly exposed, occasionally glimpsing transparent void rifts flickering in the air, within which chaotic shadows could faintly be seen, exuding a daunting aura.
However, such an environment was exceptionally beneficial for understanding void power!
Chen Sheng needed only to calm his mind to clearly capture the flow of void power, even sensing more complex void mysteries from the spatial rifts.
Where once it took months of study within the Daoist Sect to grasp certain details, here it only took a few days to comprehend, making his control over void power ever more adept.
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Thirty years of time quietly slipped by amidst such a solitary journey.
At this moment, deep within the Great Wilderness, a massive cluster of void asteroids floated between heaven and earth, like a moving sea of stars.
The asteroid cluster extended tens of thousands of miles, with the largest asteroid spanning a thousand miles wide, its surface pockmarked and covered with a thick black crust, slowly rotating in the void.
The smaller asteroids were also dozens of miles in size, like floating boulders, sweeping past at extreme speeds, colliding and breaking apart during high-speed travel, only to recombine, producing deafening booms.
At the tail of the asteroid cluster, a triangular asteroid stood out—it spanned ten miles in diameter, with a relatively smooth surface, tightly enveloped by a dense Five-Colored Spiritual Light.
Amidst the Spiritual Light, Chen Sheng sat cross-legged at the center of the asteroid, eyes closed, surrounded by a faint golden Mana.
In front of him floated a Tier Four Elixir, its alluring medicinal fragrance slowly transforming into strands of medicinal power, absorbed by him into his Dantian, merging with the operational meridians.
Through thirty years of journeying in the Great Wilderness, he long since fully adapted to such a cultivation rhythm, being able to refine elixir pills and carry out daily cultivation undisturbed, even on fast-moving asteroids.
"The solitude of the Great Wilderness really tempers the mind."
Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a turbid breath. In thirty years, he had only encountered two Nascent Soul cultivators—the first time on a desolate plain, where the two merely exchanged a hasty greeting with Divine Sense from a thousand miles apart, before heading in different directions.
The second time was near a spatial rift, where the other merely glanced at him with Divine Sense before turning and vanishing into the depths of the void, without any further exchange.
He sighed inwardly. Though the number of Nascent Soul cultivators in the entire Eastern Domain wasn’t low, Yue Country alone had several dozen, and with others from neighboring countries, the total could reach several hundred, yet dispersed within the vast, boundless Great Wilderness, they seemed exceedingly sparse, like a few grains of sand in the ocean.
Moreover, he found his luck pretty average—in thirty years, aside from some gains in understanding void power, no other spiritual resources came his way.
Not even the most common Void Yin Yang Evil Qi in the Great Wilderness, which aids cultivation, had he managed to capture.
However, Chen Sheng remained unperturbed. He fetched a Jade Bottle from his Storage Ring, poured out a Tier Four Elixir, and ingested it into his Dantian, refining it slowly.
Having previously served a century at the Daoist Sect, the four-tier elixirs he had stockpiled were enough to support his cultivation for a hundred years, until he reached the peak of Nascent Soul Early-stage, without worry over resources.
Over the years, he refined elixirs to improve his cultivation, while gaining insights into void power near void rifts, and even at leisure, using the Blood Sacrifice Technique to refine the Stone Bead—his days passed both fulfilling and orderly, never feeling tedious.
"The advantages of the Great Wilderness for understanding void power are truly apparent."
Chen Sheng, sensing the increasingly skillful void power within him, revealed a hint of satisfaction.
In these thirty years, his comprehension of void power equaled that of a hundred years of grueling practice in the Daoist Sect—where difficult void tenets once elusive could be grasped merely by observing the changes in void rifts here.
His control of void power also grew ever more precise with each instance of maneuvering through the void.
But this satisfaction soon drifted into a bit of helplessness.
Chen Sheng took out a gray Stone Bead from his robe. Despite thirty years of Blood Sacrifice refinement, the bead’s restrictions showed not a hint of looseness, far slower than he had anticipated, leaving him unable to establish any connection, let alone uncover its secrets.
He gazed at the Stone Bead, eyes full of wonder: "Such a peculiar restriction—what of a treasure could this bead truly be?"
