I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 436 - 229: Schemes and Hidden Hands

Man Tianshou returned to State City of Starry Continent, the sky was completely dark.

The moon belonging to their Starry Continent hung in the sky.

That moon, with its starry dots, symbolizes the highest masterpiece of this forging continent.

"What a pity."

"Clearly, it was the highest masterpiece of our old era, but the new era has come."

Man Tianshou’s face, full of wrinkles, showed a trace of regret.

Soon, he finished dinner accompanied by his family, and the younger generation curiously inquired about today’s auction in Xinyi Continent City.

At every dining table, there was enthusiastic expression of attention towards that Xirong Divine Craftsman, and admiration showed in their conversation.

Making Man Tianshou, the former first Divine Craftsman of Nine-State, silent.

Their family was clearly the strongest forging family in all of Nine-State.

After dinner, he crossed the Teleportation Array.

Crash!

Soon, a group of people appeared in the room.

Divine Doctor, Shennong, Divine Craftsman....

Various professions from Nine-State appeared here.

Almost everyone participated in that auction today, or viewed it remotely.

After a simple greeting, they finally began to talk about the main topic.

"It’s about time we join forces."

An icy elder said, "This is a blatant challenge to our status, overturning our rice bowls!"

"Indeed, which one of the Divine Craftsmen, Divine Doctors, Divine Alchemists present here is not a high-ranking figure? When have we ever suffered such humiliation?" Another elder shouted angrily.

This is no longer just an insult.

This is cutting off their roots!

Cutting off one’s path is like killing one’s parents, how can they endure it?

Each of those four projects has taken away the rice bowl of an ancient family present here.

This is a clash of interests, someone wants to share their cake.

"Those who haven’t been affected, don’t be complacent, and don’t gloat."

Someone snorted coldly, "The day before yesterday, he could announce the creation of the Eternal Divine Soldier, yesterday, he could mold the Sun Moon, today, he took away four bowls, tomorrow, he could take away the bowls of everyone present!"

Everyone’s expression sank.

Indeed.

That person’s waves of attacks were too intense.

In just a few months, he has been probing their limits so frequently, he’s probably well-prepared.

Give him another two months, wouldn’t he completely ride on top of everyone?

"A mere Xirong Divine Craftsman is so arrogant."

Someone laughed coldly, "We should petition that new Saint and have him dispose of Xirong; our families joining forces, even the Saint would not dare to ignore."

An elder spoke slowly, "Even the Xin Dynasty Saint can’t find his trace, otherwise do you really think that one is kind? If Xirong’s location were known, his lair would have been dug out long ago!"

Everyone’s expression was gloomy.

Currently, only Jiu Shui Saint, who holds the Earth Vein Core, could trace his whereabouts.

Otherwise.

That ’keyboard warrior’ really mocks you from the internet, nauseates you, and you can’t even trace his ID address, unable to visit and check the water meter.

"Should we secretly infiltrate Jiu Shui Saint’s tomb, and inform the outside world of the truth, let that one give..." Someone showed a fierce expression.

"Speak carefully!!" Someone immediately said, "Do you want to die? That is the most terrifying tomb in human history, dare you go? Cause a catastrophe, and you would be recorded in history as a criminal!"

The person speaking realized it was a slip-up, and couldn’t help but feel a sudden fear.

"Stop bickering."

Someone frowned and said, "We should match each other’s techniques and have a dignified battle, without resorting to tricks."

"Yes, don’t hide anymore, we should fully team up and study new technology together."

This proposal had been suggested before.

Unfortunately, these non-combat cultivators had sinister intentions, kept things to themselves, unwilling to cooperate openly.

Just like the combat cultivators who attacked the Xin Dynasty Saint next door.

A laughable pile of scattered sand.

Attacked twice, started something, saw things were not favorable, and immediately became timid one by one.

If only these combat cultivators fully united, how could one Xin Dynasty Saint withstand?

But they couldn’t trust each other, afraid of being stabbed in the back.

Man Tianshou, the first Divine Craftsman of Nine-State, finally spoke up:

"Xirong’s speed is too fast, originally thought he would need a long time to complete it, let him pave the way, make mistakes, our successors’ speed could catch up quickly, who would have thought..."

Everyone looked troubled.

The other party’s speed was too swift.

Plus, is the Doukou family even human?

The Doukou family was already recognized as the first professional family because Spirit Farmer is the strongest profession.

Now, they are even working on Spirit Root Divine Techniques integration, completely playing monopoly!

Forging, alchemy, medicine... in the future, we have to deal with Doukou family’s Spirit Roots, rely on others, who can stand it?

They feared Xirong, even more they feared Doukou family.

This Farmers’ Association is too wicked!

"We must work hard."

Someone seriously said.

"But our speed is a bit slow, the survival rate of integrating Artifact Spirit is too low, unable to be commercially viable." A Divine Doctor from Tricolor Violet Continent spoke.

"That’s because each of you researches separately, this is an integrated technology."

Man Tianshou said coldly, "Cultivators from Other Shore Continent excel in Yin Spirit Root, soul related, you Tricolor Violet’s Physicians research soul repair..."

Everyone continued discussing.

This time, a true crisis of death hovered above.

Everyone began to be thoroughly afraid.

While discussing, suddenly someone said:

"Everyone, do not worry, we’ve invited a true master, a genuine all-rounder, who alone can complete this Artifact Spirit integration process."

They turned their heads to look.

And saw a mysterious man cloaked suddenly appearing before them, saying, "I have roughly completed this Spirit Root integration, everyone, take a look."

Everyone focused their eyes, suddenly their hearts shook.

It was two Lower Grade Spirit Roots fused into an Artifact Spirit!

Already some power has produced it?

It’s only been a few months, catching up with the progress?

"Who are you?" Everyone changed their expressions slightly.

They aren’t stupid; this person has showcased such skill with a grand scheme in mind.

"Heh."

The man chuckled lightly: "Find an existing Eternal Divine Soldier for me to study, I might even be able to trace their location."

At these words, everyone changed color.

"Give him the Yin Yang Corpse-Slaying Sword," someone said coldly.

Soon, a Yin Yang Corpse-Slaying Sword was brought over.

The Artifact Spirit named ’Sensitive Lady Can Also Use’ was in the yard digging mud, doing beauty makeup, and looked bewildered when brought over.

Looking at these people, he immediately felt uneasy.

"Artifact Spirit, I’m giving you a chance to share what you know," someone said. "Whatever you want, you can have."

"What are you planning? Hmph, do you want to die? Trying to confront our Xirong Divine Craftsman?"

The Sensitive Lady was stunned for a moment and mocked, "Ahhh! Dared to disturb my makeup, you’re doomed! I’ll turn over your ancestral graves! I’ll be back! We are a disaster, never afraid of death!"

"Such arrogant words!"

The words of this Artifact Spirit triggered a chorus of curses throughout the scene.

"A mere new faction, unknown, just lucky to have gotten a key to the new era? How can it compare to us?"

"Lacking foundation, having less resources than us, nurturing talent from generation to generation."

Some sneered, others cursed angrily.

The mysterious black-robed man snorted lightly, "Let me read his memory to see the knowledge in his mind, then we’ll know the truth."

With a pinch of his hand, a cluster of invisible flames enveloped the Yin Yang Corpse-Slaying Sword.

Countless knowledge was purified, turning into pure books.

Embers are soul shells formed by extremely subtle balance cycles, which will instantly shatter if disrupted.

Generally, this balance cannot extract information.

But his methods were very defiant.

His Divine Techniques could burn the essence, transforming it into effective knowledge.

Although it doesn’t contain memory, there is a lot of side information value within the knowledge.

"Let me see."

The man snorted coldly.

"Wait!" someone stood up, saying coldly, "You must synchronize the information, who knows if you might hide something?"

"Exactly."

"We happen to have a Divine Technique for information transmission here!"

Everyone spoke up.

The mysterious man chuckled coldly, "As you wish, but you’re taking it for the first time; knowledge overload, immersion is deep, don’t blame me."

Clatter!!

Soon, the entire weapon was fiercely crushed by him, the embers quickly disappearing in his grip.

His burning can extract some information but cannot fully extract a person’s complete knowledge to turn into books.

If it could be fully extracted, that would be too exaggerated.

Whoosh!~

A massive flow of information unexpectedly appeared in everyone’s minds at the scene.

’Young and Pure’, ’Brick-moving Guide’, ’Earth Eating Skill’, ’Iron Forging Techniques’, ’Father Recognition Skills’, ’Spiral Bed Technique’, ’Suicide Swimming Spark Striking Technique’, ’Thirty-seven Techniques for Roasting People’...

All sorts of messy books suddenly rushed into their minds.

The immense flow of information caused everyone to involuntarily let out a cry.

All trash!

All useless junk information!

What on earth was filling this creature’s head?

The elderly there, with generally low realms, mostly at the Three Elements Realm, and had almost never fought, were just empty shells piled up with resources and medication, how could they endure such a thing?

"What is this??"

"Ah!!!"

They let out a piercing scream, their minds overwhelmed with junk information, dizzy and dizzy.

Furthermore, some collapsed, convulsing, foaming at the mouth, babbling nonsense, like having a seizure, falling in heaps.

They’d lived in luxury for too long, suddenly feeling as though an invisible hand was choking them, their bodies contorting.

Silence engulfed the scene, as everyone lay scattered on the ground like stranded salty fish only able to breathe heavily!

Their minds were filled with those terrifying, bizarre information, trembling in cold panic, eyes filled with fear.

Boom!

Outside the door, suddenly the guards broke through the door.

"What happened?" Several Sect Leader-level guards of the One Heart Realm, quickly rushed in.

These people were the peak existence of Nine-State; although they had no combat power, if something happened to even one, it would be a serious liability for them.

"What happened here? Who attacked you?" The Sect Leader-level figures were stunned, feeling it unbelievable that someone could bypass their eyes to attack people?

"You should leave now."

Man Tianshou sweated profusely, slowly stood up, gestured with a wave of his hand, "It’s that damn Xirong Divine Craftsman, attacking us."

The hearts of these Sect Leader-level individuals sank.

That person actually had such a method to attack through the air, attacking their conference headquarters?

This was a severe slap to their face.

They dared not speak much further, confirming that several were unharmed before retreating quietly.

"Sorry everyone, Xirong Divine Craftsman had anticipated this possibility, to disgust us."

The black-robed silhouette looked at those collapsed on the ground with disdain, took a deep breath, "Do you want to continue?"

Instant silence fell upon the crowd, silently cursing in their hearts.

Xirong had actually anticipated from the start that we’d use this tactic, digging a big pit for us.

Waiting for us to jump, deliberately implanting some filthy stuff into this Artifact Spirit, furiously disgusting us.

"Perhaps it’s better not to continue."

After a long time, someone struggled to lift a chair and sit down awkwardly, saying:

"The other side had already prepared, calculated meticulously, with such intentional harassment, leaving this killing move on the weapon to prevent prying."

"I agree, let’s not proceed from the direction of the Artifact Spirit." Someone breathed heavily, took out some Spirit Pills and swallowed them to catch their breath.

Reflecting on the horrific experience, feeling like their minds had been tainted.

As scholars from well-known backgrounds, they had read only timeless masterpieces, met only literary and elegant individuals.

Never had they seen such vulgar, low-class plots, such insane techniques; at this moment, they only wished to pay high price for a brain untarnished by pollution.

"Are you still continuing your research? I think making a more advanced Ark Series might contain secrets too," the black-robed figure spoke.

The crowd fell completely silent, offering no answer.

Clearly, no one wished to mention this topic again.

The once boastful crowd eager to show Xirong Divine Craftsman some color, instead found themselves shadowed psychologically by the opponent.