Trading the heavens starting from immortality

Let's rewind a moment.

All the heavens, the world that breaks through the sky.

The world of Battle Through the Heavens is a world where people cultivate Battle Qi (a kind of energy). On this continent, Battle Qi has reached its peak and is closely related to people's daily lives.

The cultivation realms of Battle Qi can be divided into Battle Qi (levels 1-10), Battle Master, Battle Master, Great Battle Master, Battle Spirit, Battle King, and so on. The methods of using Battle Qi can also be called Battle Techniques, which are divided into four tiers and twelve levels. The levels are divided into four tiers from high to low: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. Each tier can be further divided into three levels: Beginner, Intermediate, and Advanced.

Wutan City, the Xiao family.

"Xiao Yan, Dou Qi, Level 3! Rank: Low!"

In the square, next to the magic stone tablet, a middle-aged man glanced at the message displayed on it and said indifferently.

These words immediately caused a stir among the crowd, as well as much ridicule.

"Only level three? Ha! Just as expected, Xiao Yan, that good-for-nothing, is stuck in the same place again! He's utterly disgraced our Xiao family! If the clan leader weren't his father, he would have been kicked out of the Xiao family long ago. How could he be sponging off us like this?"

"Alas! How could a genius once renowned throughout Wutan City have fallen so low as to become like this!"

"Who knows? Maybe it's divine punishment!"

Amidst the jeers and sighs of pity from the crowd, a young boy with a delicate and youthful face silently returned to the end of the line, as if he were completely out of place in the world.

"Next, Xiao Mei!" ... "Battle Power: Seventh Stage! Level: Advanced!" the tester announced.

"Tsk tsk! Impressive. At this rate, he'll be a true fighter in three years at most..."

"No wonder he's a seed-level figure in the family!"... A wave of envy immediately swept through the crowd.

"Next, Xiao Xun'er!" ... "Battle Power: Ninth Dan! Level: Advanced!"

The moment the tester spoke, the entire room fell silent, and many young men and women couldn't help but swallow hard.

"That's terrifying!"

"Miss Xun'er is undoubtedly the number one among the younger generation of the family!"

Another wave of voices filled with envy and awe swept through the crowd, while the young man who had previously reached the "third level of fighting power" was now completely ignored.

......

"How snobbish!"

At the end of the line, a dejected-looking young man shook his head.

Even three years ago, these so-called "family seeds" were far less accomplished than I am.

pity......

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Xiao Yan is a transmigrator who has been reborn into this world for eleven years. It seems that due to his powerful soul from a young age, Xiao Yan has been a genius since childhood. He started cultivating Dou Qi at the age of four, reached the ninth level of Dou Power at the age of ten, and broke through the tenth level of Dou Power at the age of eleven, condensing the "Dou Qi Cyclone" and becoming a Dou Zhe.

Unfortunately, three years ago, for some unknown reason, his fighting spirit kept disappearing, and he gradually became what others called "trash".

It's truly ironic that a once-revered genius has fallen to such a state. Over the past three years, Xiao Yan has gradually become accustomed to the ridicule from others.

"Mother, I have failed your expectations!" Xiao Yan sighed, stroking the black ring on his right hand.

When he was nine years old, his mother passed away unexpectedly. This ring was a keepsake left to him by his mother, so Xiao Yan always wore it.

"Ding! A qualified group member has been detected. Do you wish to join the All-Heavens Trading Group? 10, 9, 8..."

Just as Xiao Yan was reminiscing about the past, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"The Multiverse Trading Group? Is it my 'golden finger'?! Could it be that even the heavens can't bear to see Xiao Yan in such a sorry state? Hahaha! Join!"

This voice was like a lifeline, igniting a flame of hope in the eyes of young Xiao Yan...

The heavens and the winds of change dominate the world.

The World Association.

A majestic young man sat high on the throne. His imposing figure and piercing gaze exuded an aura of authority. Simply sitting quietly in his chair, he resembled a tiger crouching down a mountain or a dragon lurking in the abyss, making those around him uneasy.

Opposite the young man stood a middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes, with deep, unfathomable eyes. His face was covered with sores, hence the bandage. Anyone in the know would recognize him as the renowned "Divine Physiognomist," the Mud Bodhisattva, a figure of immense renown in the martial arts world.

"Chief Xiong, what brings you here to see me?" Mud Bodhisattva asked, feigning ignorance.

A bitter look appeared in his eyes; it seemed he couldn't escape this calamity. For the person before him was none other than Xiong Ba, the currently powerful leader of the World Society!

Divining for others and prying into the secrets of heaven is not without its price; at best, it brings disaster and blindness, and at worst, it endangers one's life.

Since there was no way to avoid this calamity, the Mud Bodhisattva had no choice but to cast a divination for the tyrant.

"how?"

"A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it will transform into a dragon once it encounters wind and clouds."

His breath suddenly weakened, and the Mud Bodhisattva opened his eyes and said...

"As long as you encounter storms in the future, you can transform into a dragon soaring through the heavens, and the world will be at your feet."

Of course, in order to save his own life, the clay bodhisattva did not reveal the complete result of this divination.

This man had the ambition to dominate the world, but unfortunately, "his rise and fall were both due to the vicissitudes of life."

"Yes, I understand. Thank you for your help, Divine Physician!"

Just then, the young man paused, as if he had encountered something incredible.

In the eyes of the Mud Bodhisattva, the hexagram "success and failure both depend on the wind and clouds" began to gradually blur, even becoming a chaotic mess that was no longer easy to fathom.

"What's going on?" the clay bodhisattva asked, puzzled...

In the heavens, mortals cultivate immortality and spread their knowledge throughout the world.

The Seven Mysteries Gate.

The Seven Mysteries Sect is divided into four inner halls and four outer halls, each with its own functional focus. The Hundred Forging Hall, Offering Hall, Seven Absolutes Hall, and Blood Blade Hall are the "four inner halls"; the "four outer halls" include the Flying Bird Hall, Treasure Gathering Hall, Four Seas Hall, and Outer Blade Hall.

The leadership consists of the sect leader, deputy sect leader, and elders.

Doctor Mo is a highly skilled physician who was once the sect leader's savior. As a result, he was listed as a "guest elder" of the Seven Mysteries Sect and given a salary equivalent to that of a protector.

Two months ago, after being chosen by "Doctor Mo" and becoming his disciple, ten-year-old Han Li entered Doctor Mo's residence, "Divine Hand Valley," and was taught the "Nameless Mantra" (a fragment of the "Eternal Spring Technique").

It was late autumn. On this day, Han Li left Shenshou Valley and, on his way to Chishui Peak, kicked a hard object in a pile of leaves by the roadside. The culprit was a small green bottle with a long, slender neck, seemingly cast in metal and covered with dark green patterns. The small green bottle had a cap that was extremely difficult to open.

Over the next period of time, Han Li discovered that the bottle was quite magical, capable of absorbing the "mysterious white dots" in the world. After the little green bottle absorbed a certain amount of the "mysterious white dots", golden-yellow characters and symbols would appear on the surface of the bottle, moving around and disappearing in an instant. At this time, the little green bottle could also be opened, and inside there would be a mysterious emerald green liquid the size of a soybean.

Because Doctor Mo promised that his monthly salary would double for every level he advanced in the Nameless Mantra, Han Li devoted himself to practicing the mantra taught by Doctor Mo, gradually forgetting about the dark green bottle.

As for Divine Hand Valley, it is located in a remote and secluded place, almost isolated from the world. Under Doctor Mo's deliberate manipulation, it can be said that all matters concerning the Seven Mysteries Sect have nothing to do with Han Li.

Four years later, Han Li had grown into a dark-skinned, silent, and resolute young man. With the help of Master Mo's abundant precious medicinal herbs, he had also mastered the Nameless Mantra to the third level.

Doctor Mo was an elderly man with a sallow complexion, withered face, yellowish skin, thin and hunched back, and a refined demeanor. He had a small purple copper medicine pot hanging from his waist.

However, Han Li recently noticed that Doctor Mo's gaze towards him was very peculiar, as if he were looking at a priceless treasure. Hidden beneath the doctor's usual kind and caring gaze was an undisguised greed and desire, which made Han Li feel uneasy and secretly wary.

As Master Mo's medicinal herbs were exhausted, Han Li's cultivation stagnated completely. This made Doctor Mo look very unpleasant. After comforting him for a while, he left the Seven Mysteries Sect with his medicine box and herb-gathering tools, obviously to gather herbs for him.

After experiencing an unexpected invasion of his inner demons, Han Li rediscovered the little green bottle and decided to explore it. He inadvertently discovered that the green liquid inside, even when diluted, could accelerate the growth of medicinal herbs that were only one or two years old into those that were over ten years old overnight. Without a doubt, this little green bottle was a treasure.

After several dozen days of exploration, Han Li discovered that the "white light spots" absorbed by the little green bottle were actually moonlight! After absorbing enough moonlight, a drop of green liquid could be formed every seven days.

If the green liquid is not diluted, a single drop can mature an ordinary medicinal herb into a hundred-year-old herb, with the same medicinal properties. Moreover, this effect can be stacked! It can even be used to grow an ordinary herb to the level of a thousand years old!

Furthermore, he discovered a pattern during this time: once the green liquid left the small green bottle, its mysterious medicinal effects would completely disappear within fifteen minutes.

This is an incredibly magical treasure.

It is obvious that with this treasure, he can improve his cultivation level by using a large amount of medicinal herbs.

Doctor Mo has been gone from Divine Hand Valley for more than three months, and Han Li estimates that it will be about seven more months before he returns.

However, Han Li still felt somewhat uneasy.

Over the next few months, Han Li used the large quantity of precious medicinal herbs that he had accelerated with the "Little Green Bottle" to refine four types of pills: "Yellow Dragon Pill," "Golden Marrow Pill," "Clear Spirit Powder," and "Nourishing Essence Pill," totaling more than a dozen small bottles.

Furthermore, he used the "Yellow Dragon Pill" and "Golden Marrow Pill," two pills that enhance one's power, to break through to the fourth level of the Nameless Mantra.

The nameless mantra, with each breakthrough, brings a completely different improvement, greatly enhancing the cultivator's five senses.

As Han Li broke through to the fourth level, his senses were amplified dramatically. Within a radius of several dozen feet, everything—from spiderwebs in the corner of a room and the sounds of earthworms burrowing into the ground to the subtle fluttering of insects' wings and various smells—was clearly magnified. He could control everything happening within that radius. In addition, the strength of his internal energy was greatly enhanced, allowing him to manipulate it at will.

Just then, a clear voice seemed to emanate from within my own heart—"Ding! A qualified group member has been detected. Do you wish to join the All-Heavens Trading Group? 10, 9, 8..."

Meanwhile, the world of Chinese Paladin.

In Yuzhou, a shop assistant named Jingtian, who was determined to become the richest man in Yuzhou, was startled by a sudden mechanical voice...

The world of Qin's Moon.

Xianyang.

In the Epang Palace, a magnificent hall was guarded by numerous armored guards wielding weapons.

Inside the main hall, on the golden dragon throne, a middle-aged man, somewhat frail, had a deep gaze and a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Now that the six states have been destroyed, Qin is more powerful than ever before. Its achievements are comparable to those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of ancient times. No one can oppose it. Therefore, why is it wrong for it to also be called "Emperor"?

The Qin state, starting with him, would last for hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years; therefore, his name was "First Emperor".

However, no matter how great his achievements were—standardizing writing, unifying cart axles, conquering the Baiyue in the south, and conquering the Xiongnu in the north—his body inevitably began to age with age.

"Do immortals exist in this world?"

The middle-aged man sighed.

As the First Emperor, who ruled over humanity, he stood at the pinnacle of power, deciding the life and death of thousands with a single word. Yet, he also felt an unspeakable loneliness. The past was too painful to recall; the path he had walked had always been fraught with thorns.

"Legend has it that whoever controls the 'Seven Constellations of the Azure Dragon' possesses the power to dominate the world. Duke Zhuang of old was one such person. I wonder what secrets lie behind this. Perhaps the Yin-Yang School could send people to continue investigating. Besides, it's said that there's a fairy island called Penglai in the East Sea, with legends of immortals. The 'Mirage Project' could be implemented; we could send Lord Yunzhong there... As for the six kingdoms, although they've been destroyed, remnants still exist, but they're not a threat..."

Ying Zheng pondered.

"Ding! A qualified group member has been detected. Do you wish to join the All-Heavens Trading Group? 10, 9, 8..."

Just then, a strange mechanical voice rang in Ying Zheng's mind.

This startled him, and he pondered silently.

"The Multiverse Trading Group?"

When the count reached "1", the founder of the empire finally stopped hesitating, nodded, and silently said "agree".

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The six "newcomers" each had different reactions when they first joined the All-Heavens Trading Group.

Once inside the group, four out of the six people chose to "lurk," seemingly observing from the shadows.

The world of Battle Through the Heavens.

The Xiao family.

After the "golden finger" appeared, Xiao Yan changed his dejected state and could not hide his joy.

As a time traveler in a foreign world, loneliness is inevitable.

Now that there is a "trading group" similar to the "QQ group" of the past, it means that I no longer have to force myself to endure loneliness, etc.

When Xiao Yan saw someone speak in the group, he was very excited. As a "transmigrator," he was naturally open to new and exciting things.

Within the trading group.

Don't underestimate a young man's potential - Yan: Hello everyone, I am Xiao Yan, from the Xiao family of Wutan City. It's nice to meet you all!

Don't underestimate a young man's potential - Yan: Group owner, what's the purpose of this group? @Ordinary Immortal Disciple

Ordinary disciples of the immortal sect: Read the group announcement yourself.

Don't underestimate a young man's potential - Yan: Group owner, are you also a time traveler?

Dreaming of becoming the richest man in Chongqing! : Brother, what is a time traveler?

Don't underestimate a young man's potential - Yan: A transmigrator is...

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