Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 178: The feeling of reaching the pinnacle of the seventh level (4.1k)

"A decorative crystal ball given by someone else."

Flandel turned the spring at the base of the crystal ball, and ethereal singing accompanied by the sound of riveting gears slowly came out from it.

In this way, Yuan Qingzhuo's eyes were truly attracted by the crystal ball.

Not only are the outer shell and base exquisite, the snow mountain decoration inside is realistic, with small snowflakes floating everywhere. Not only that, it can also make beautiful singing sounds.

——He was wondering if he could make one as a gift for Rush.

But Yuan Qingzhuo saw Flandel's extremely calm expression, so he thought that the crystal ball was probably a small gadget that was easy to get.

I'd better ask Sister Fa about the questions about promotion and sublimation that I read in that booklet.

Although Caroline has already told Ann the theoretical possibility of success, it is necessary to discuss it with Flandre.

If An is a genius with immense power, then Farandel is a know-it-all and scholar.

At least, that's what Yuan Qingzhuo saw.

Asking a question may result in a "yes or no" answer.

If you ask the same question to Flandel, you will get a detailed analysis of "why it is possible" and "how many examples prove that it is possible", as well as similar examples that can be used to illustrate this question.

Of course, that assumes you can understand what Farandelle is saying.

This is quite important...

The image of an unknown girl with dragon horns flashed through Yuan Qingzhuo's mind.

"Sister Fa, I saw a question about the sublimation method in this book."

Yuan Qingzhuo placed the heavy book he carried with him on the table - he did not bring the booklet written in Chinese.

One was to avoid explaining to Farandelle why he knew the foreign language "Chinese".

Secondly, if Farandel also understands Chinese and knows its origin, then it will be a bit troublesome...

Farandel stared at the crystal ball with snowflakes floating in it, and raised his eyelids casually: "You say."

"In fact, the book says that the pure souls obtained by those who use rituals to advance to the sublime level are almost never very 'pure'."

Yuan Qingzhuo pointed at his notes and said, "So, the author suggests not relying on rituals, but purely relying on oneself to ascend in order to obtain the purest pure soul."

"In this way, although pure souls are relatively weaker than those using rituals, their purity and future potential far exceed theirs."

After Yuan Qingzhuo finished speaking, the lazy Flandre finally turned his gaze slowly, looked at the boy with a slightly expectant expression on his face, and sighed:

"This is all ancient history from tens of thousands of years ago... Who would still rely on chance and waste time to get promoted now?"

Flandel seemed a little tired. She put her chin on the table and looked up at Yuan Qingzhuo: "Is that all you want to ask?"

Yuan Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Well, that's all."

"What a misleading method... It's fine if you use this outdated method to get promoted, but you didn't even write down the most crucial step?"

Flandel half-closed his eyes and said softly, "If you want to use this method to advance, the most indispensable thing you need is - witness."

Yuan Qingzhuo pondered in confusion: "Witness?"

"Yes, a testimony from someone you trust most."

Flandel stretched out his fingertips and condensed the spell.

Then a ball of fire and the phantom of a broken soul appeared before Yuan Qingzhuo's eyes.

"——If there is no witness from others, then the shattered mercury soul will never be able to be reshaped into a pure soul without anything to rely on."

As Farandel's words fell, the clean broken soul fell into the fire, leaving no trace.

Yuan Qingzhuo stared at this scene with a gloomy expression and asked, "Absolutely?"

Flandre moved his chin slightly and nodded: "Absolutely."

As if he had sensed some of Yuan Qingzhuo's thoughts, Flandel smiled:

“Even if one can sink the entire mercury tier of the Seventh Layer Abyss with one punch, if one uses this method to advance, one will definitely not be able to avoid death without witnesses.”

——Did I read too quickly and didn’t pay attention to every word in the booklet, or was this point put at the end by Kaya?
Yuan Qingzhuo thought expressionlessly.

Or maybe... Kaya just didn't write it on purpose.

But what benefit can Kaya get from doing this, other than being able to cheat his fellow villagers who haven't come for tens of thousands of years?

The original clearness is unknown.

But Farandel's presence allowed him to avoid this fatal trap.

"Thank you... Sister Fa."

Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Because no matter what his or Caroline's personality is, they will definitely be promoted in this way after knowing this method.

If he hadn't come to ask Flandre today, both he and Caroline might have fallen into this pit.

Although it's just possible.

But Flandre deserved this thank you.

"But are you sure you want to use this old recipe to advance to the next level?"

Flandel raised his fingertips again, and an introduction to a third new way of promotion that mixed two ways of promotion appeared in the air.

"If you want, I can help you get promoted right now."

Yuan Qingzhuo looked carefully at this third way of promotion.

All in all, it combines most of the advantages of the two - it can greatly improve the strength of the soul after promotion, but you will not get a powerful version of "soul" instead of "pure soul".

It is not as difficult as the method of tempering with soul fire.

“But it’s certainly not perfect.”

Yuan Qingzhuo, who didn't see any flaws, asked back.

"For most people..." Farandel shrugged, "This shortcoming can be ignored."

The next moment, that only flaw was exposed before Yuan Qingzhuo's eyes.

——Unable to advance to the [Seventh Tier Crown] on one’s own.

The seventh rank?

In other words, there is a higher level above the sixth level, Truth?

Also, what does "unable to promote oneself" mean?

Is Sister Fa playing word games with herself?
"Using this method to advance to the next level, you will get an almost perfect pure soul... After all, the cult has so many researchers, and they haven't been doing this for free for so many years."

Flandel shook his finger and said, "Although it's a bit sad that I can't reach the seventh level in this lifetime, think about it, how many levels of truth are there in the entire Seventh Layer Abyss?"

"Once you reach the fifth stage, you can be called a [Legendary Great Throne]. Even if you are mass-produced on an assembly line, you can be called a legend."

Flandel said: "In the cult, he is also a great master capable of commanding a front-line base or serving as the adjutant of a department."

"But the benefits gained from this are numerous - not only does the soul strength at least double after the promotion, but there are also various [Illusory Authority] that can be exchanged from the cult... To put it more simply, it is [buff]."

Illusory authority.

Yuan Qingzhuo knew this; he had briefly read about it in a book.

You can either pay a high price to directly add illusory authority to your soul when you are promoted, or you can "grab" the projection of a certain authority yourself after being promoted to the sublimation stage.

For example, Ronghe relied on his acquired talent and hard work to obtain the [Projection of the Authority of Fire]. Before reaching the fourth level, Casting Core, the more projections of authority one obtains, the more real they are, and the stronger one will be after being promoted to Casting Core.

Although [Core Casting] does not mean to materialize a certain illusory authority, but to forge the [Core of the Heart].

However, illusory authority is still an indispensable part of judging the combat power of the Core Forging Stage.

——Compared with purely self-promotion, this is the only flaw.

But the combat power bonus that can be obtained now is huge.

“It’s a question of trade-offs.”

Flandel glanced at the crystal ball again and said, "Self-promotion requires a perfect opportunity to stimulate the fire of the soul, and the person who promotes needs to have a strong will."

"Well, this is not a problem for you."

"But such an opportunity is not easy to come by." Flandel thought for a while: "The nearest one is probably at the Martial God Festival... Only there can you meet an opponent who is on par with you."

Farandelle's meaning was clear.

There are about five years left until the Martial God Festival... It depends on whether you, Yuan Qingzhuo, are willing to spend these five years in exchange for the opportunity to be promoted to the seventh rank.

But what Flandel didn't know was that Yuan Qingzhuo could use his martial arts will to transform into soul fire.

Although Yuan Qingzhuo felt that because his soul was too strong, the process of melting, tempering and sublimation would not be fast, it would definitely not take years.

The numerous thoughts in his mind flashed away, and Yuan Qingzhuo finally nodded and stood up.

"One last question, Sister Fa."

he asks:

"——How did you get promoted?"

Flandel lifted his face from the table with great effort, yawning lazily, but avoided talking about this topic: "Not being able to advance on your own does not mean that you cannot reach the seventh level."

The unexpected answer made Yuan Qingzhuo stunned for a moment, but he understood what Flandel meant in an instant.

However, Yuan Qingzhuo still had many doubts about the [Seventh Level Crown] which was never mentioned in the book.

He planned to look up the book himself first.

Yuan Qingzhuo took a few more glances at the crystal ball before leaving. He always felt that there was the breath of Rush in the crystal ball - could it be that little Rush had been here before?

"Well, Sister Fa, have a good sleep."

Yuan Qingzhuo closed the door.
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A faint vibration came from the soles of my feet.

With the human voice.

"Hey, Captain, look, how could someone come here unarmed? He's just a kid."

A beam of light from the flashlight hit Rush.

"Besides, he didn't even wear any warm clothes!"

Rush looked at these almost tangible figures in a strange way, and then asked them, "Can you see me?"

"Captain, she spoke!" Someone was extremely excited: "Um...are you Superman?"

Another person exclaimed: "No, look at the top of her head, she is a demon!"

"Oh my God, seeing a demon climbing rocks with his bare hands thousands of meters high, is this a miracle?"

Rush was too lazy to pay attention to these shouting shadows. She walked around the people with flashlights and headed towards the next extremely steep rock wall in the wind and snow.

"Ms. Demon, why don't you come camp with us... What do you want to do? You'll die in such a heavy snowstorm! And you haven't answered my question yet."

Dead?

I have experienced that feeling countless times.

Rush leaped up and reached out to grab a protruding rock wall. Amid the exclamations of the crowd, he turned back and said calmly:

"I'll be waiting for you at the top of the mountain."

The girl's figure disappeared in the dark snow in an instant.

Meeting the self-aware shadow that could see her was just a trivial episode.

Rush just felt his body becoming more flexible after falling again and again, and his will gradually getting used to the cold and pain.

Even though the body does decay with the erosion of time and death, the spirit is polished time and time again to become brighter and more brilliant.

In the dark snowstorm, even the most daring climbers and adventurers paused temporarily, waiting for tomorrow to come and for the sun to rise.

Only the girl with the two horns on her head moved forward alone, grabbing every foothold with great dexterity and boldness to increase her altitude.

What if there is no sun?
Rush's steps and will will not stop.

Starting from 5,000 meters, every 100 meters or so Rush would meet one or several groups of climbers with the same purpose as her.

Without exception, people applauded and praised Rush.

This is a hymn to courage.

Six thousand three hundred, six thousand four hundred...

The higher the altitude, the more difficult it is for humans to survive.

The extreme cold of dozens of degrees below zero is such that even if the lungs are filled with oxygen, the oxygen concentration still cannot meet the body's consumption.

Every part of the body was telling Rush that you have reached your limit and you can't go any further.

Seven thousand eight hundred meters.

This is the limit of what ordinary humans can reach.

After reaching this height, Rush felt fatigue and dizziness all over his body even if he was just standing there.

Even the well-trained flesh and skin gradually fell off and necrotized due to contact with the extremely cold air.

It can be said that every second spent at this altitude is a torture and test of Rush's will.

"But people can adapt and evolve."

The girl stood on a cliff, gasping for breath. She looked down at the clouds far away below her feet and clenched her weak fists.

The self who initially had a hard time climbing a three-meter slope, the self who was exhausted even after climbing a fifty-meter gentle slope.

Would you have thought that you would be able to stand on a cliff with an angle of nearly 90 degrees and look down to admire the clouds?
The girl smiled inwardly and shook her head.

how is this possible.

The purpose of the existence of limits is to allow people to break through them.

So, go ahead Rush.

Seven thousand nine hundred meters, eight thousand meters, eight thousand one hundred meters...

Rush had never felt so focused and calm as she did now, her body and organs wailing at her movements.

But the girl's will and the blood deep in her body are extremely hot.

With one last, extremely simple push, the girl arrived at the small platform covered with snow.

Calm Rush struggled to stand and slowly raised his head.

That peak is no longer visible.

There was only clear sky above my head.

(End of this chapter)