A Useless Person Awakens to the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, a thin morning mist rose in the secluded valley.

Ling Chen had already finished adjusting his breathing, and his aura was extremely restrained. If he did not deliberately reveal it, to others he would look no different from an ordinary mortal, completely concealing the traces of the Spirit Emperor's inheritance and the chaotic energy.

Su Qinghe was also ready, dressed in a light blue dress, her figure light and graceful, her eyes still filled with complete trust when she looked at Ling Chen.

"Let's go to Wanbaoge."

As soon as Ling Chen finished speaking, he took the lead and walked forward, with Su Qinghe following closely behind. The two used their movement techniques to quickly traverse the mountains and forests, deliberately avoiding the main paths frequented by cultivators, and making their way forward discreetly.

Along the way, Ling Chen was not idle. In his sea of ​​consciousness, he repeatedly sorted out the profound meaning of the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique, while comprehending the method of circulating the chaotic energy. The tiny strands of energy that occasionally flowed from his fingertips contained power far exceeding that of others of the same level.

While others need to gradually open up their meridians and comprehend the secrets of cultivation techniques, his cultivation experience from his previous life has long been etched into his soul. Even though his cultivation level is low now, his understanding of techniques and realms far surpasses that of all the old monsters in this world.

After traveling at high speed for half a day, signs of bustling activity gradually appeared ahead. A magnificent city stood on the plain, with three powerful characters engraved above the city gate—Wanbao City.

This city was built because of the Wanbao Pavilion, and it has gathered cultivators from all over the surrounding area. There are independent cultivators, sect disciples, and merchants. It is a mixed bag, but also very lively.

There was not much inspection at the city gate; one only needed to pay a low-level spirit stone to enter the city.

Ling Chen and Su Qinghe exchanged spirit stones and slowly walked into the city.

Shops lined both sides of the street, filled with the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and haggling. Shelves displayed various spiritual herbs, magical artifacts, and fragments of cultivation manuals, their spiritual energy varying in intensity and quality. The cultivators passing by mostly had sharp eyes and carried varying degrees of menacing aura; they were clearly not easy to deal with.

"Wanbao Pavilion is located in the center of the city. It is the most conspicuous pavilion building in the city, with nine floors. The higher the floor, the rarer the treasures, and the higher the entry requirements." Su Qinghe explained softly to Ling Chen. She had grown up in this area since childhood and was quite familiar with Wanbao City.

Ling Chen nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across both sides of the street, without lingering on these low-end treasures.

What he urgently needs now are treasures that can conceal one's aura, a large number of spirit stones, and ancient artifacts related to chaos. Only the higher-ups of the Wanbao Pavilion have a chance to obtain these things.

The two walked straight toward the center of the city. In less than half an incense stick's time, a towering nine-story pavilion made entirely of black jade came into view.

The pavilion was magnificent, with each floor shrouded in a faint spiritual aura. A gilded plaque hung outside the pavilion, bearing the three characters "Wanbao Pavilion" in vigorous strokes that exuded an aura of power, clearly the work of a high-level cultivator.

Two guards at the eighth level of Qi Refining stood at the entrance of the pavilion, their expressions solemn. They scanned the people coming and going, but did not stop them, allowing cultivators to enter and exit freely.

Ling Chen led Su Qinghe straight into Wanbaoge.

The first-floor hall was extremely spacious, filled with various shelves and crowded with cultivators selecting treasures, creating a noisy atmosphere. Most of the treasures here were geared towards low-level cultivators and were of ordinary quality. Ling Chen only glanced at them before deciding to head directly to the second floor.

"Halt! The second floor of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion requires cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Refining to enter. You two are not strong enough; don't trespass!"

As soon as he reached the stairwell, he was stopped by a guard on duty. The guard glanced at Ling Chen with disdain, noticing that he appeared to be only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his tone was impatient.

Just as Su Qinghe was about to speak, Ling Chen raised his hand to stop her. His eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't say anything. His fingertips trembled slightly, and a trace of the hidden ninth level of Qi Refining was instantly revealed, then quickly concealed.

The guard felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him, his expression changed abruptly, and his gaze towards Ling Chen instantly shifted from contempt to horror. He hurriedly bowed and retreated, saying, "This junior was blind to your greatness, senior, please!"

He never expected that this seemingly unremarkable young man was actually a hidden master of the ninth level of Qi Refining!

Ling Chen, with an indifferent expression, led Su Qinghe straight up the stairs, leaving the surrounding cultivators in shock.

The second floor of Wanbaoge was much quieter than the first floor, and the treasures there were of much higher quality. The cultivators who came and went were all at the seventh level of Qi Refining or above, but they still did not find the concealment-type treasure that Ling Chen wanted.

He kept going, continuing upwards, to the third floor, the fourth floor... Along the way, whenever guards tried to stop him, Ling Chen only needed to reveal a trace of his aura, and no one dared to say anything more.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, the stairwell was blocked again.

"Fellow Daoist, those who wish to enter the fifth floor or above of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion must pay a thousand low-grade spirit stones or possess a VIP token. Please understand." The cultivator on duty had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. His tone was respectful, yet he adhered strictly to the rules.

Ling Chen raised an eyebrow. He had very few spirit stones on him, and he hadn't accumulated any during his journey.

Just as he was pondering, a sarcastic voice came from behind him: "Isn't this Ling Chen? I didn't expect you to dare come to a place like Wanbaoge. I bet you can't even afford a single spirit stone and are trying to fish in troubled waters?"

Ling Chen turned around and looked at him with icy eyes.

A group of cultivators dressed in brocade robes escorted an arrogant young man as he walked over. The young man stared at Ling Chen with venomous eyes. It was none other than Lin Cang, who had been defeated by Ling Chen at the Xuanjian Sect!

Lin Cang was severely punished by the sect, losing part of his cultivation. He barely managed to escape, and his hatred for Ling Chen was already overwhelming. He came to Wanbao Pavilion to buy treasures to restore his cultivation, but he never expected to encounter Ling Chen here!

"Lin Cang, you still dare to show your face?" Su Qinghe's face turned cold as she stood in front of Ling Chen, her spiritual energy surging around her.

Lin Cang's lips curled into a sinister smile. He gestured for several early Foundation Establishment stage guards behind him to step forward, his arrogance evident as he declared, "What wouldn't I dare? This Myriad Treasures Pavilion isn't a place for you to run wild! Ling Chen, you're nothing but a lowly servant who luckily obtained some inheritance, yet you dare to come to this high-class place? I think you're courting death!"

The guards behind him instantly stepped forward and surrounded Ling Chen and his companion. Their auras, which were at the Foundation Establishment stage, emanated from them, attracting the attention of the surrounding cultivators, who began to discuss among themselves.

A cold glint flashed in Ling Chen's eyes. His aura remained unchanged, but the black token in his sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly.

In his previous life, he was the Eternal Spirit Emperor, in charge of all spirits. When had he ever been provoked like this?

"I advise you to get out of here immediately." Ling Chen's voice was calm, but it carried an undeniable pressure, the supreme majesty of the Spirit Emperor. Even though his cultivation had not recovered, it was something that a nobody like Lin Cang could not withstand.

Lin Cang felt a sudden tightness in his chest, a nameless fear rising within him. But then he remembered the Foundation Establishment guards beside him, and his courage instantly returned. He shouted sharply, "Playing tricks! Take him down! I want to see what he's capable of!"

Upon hearing this, the guards immediately took action, unleashing a torrent of spiritual energy towards Ling Chen!

The surrounding cultivators retreated, their faces showing anticipation for the show. In their eyes, Ling Chen was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and he would surely die in the face of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Lin Cang's face revealed a cruel smile, as if he could already see Ling Chen being captured and begging for mercy.

But the next second, something unexpected happened!

Ling Chen remained still, and with a light tap of his fingertip, a wisp of chaotic energy burst forth instantly. It seemed subtle, but it contained the power to disintegrate all paths.

The spiritual energy unleashed by those Foundation Establishment guards shattered and dissipated the moment it came into contact with the chaotic energy, turning into nothingness!

"What?!"

Lin Cang's sinister smile froze instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

A golden light flashed in Ling Chen's eyes, and his figure stepped out like a ghost. He raised his hand and struck Lin Cang directly with a palm.

The speed was so fast that Lin Cang had no time to react. He felt an irresistible force strike him, and he was slammed against the wall of Wanbaoge like a kite with a broken string. He coughed up blood and was seriously injured!

"Pfft—you...you dare to make a move in Wanbaoge!" Lin Cang struggled to raise his head and roared venomously.

Ling Chen slowly walked up to him, looking down at him with an icy tone: "Shouting at me is suicidal, no matter where you are."

After speaking, he didn't look at Lin Cang again, but turned to the cultivator guarding the stairwell and said calmly, "Now, may I go in?"

The guarding cultivator was already trembling with fear and dared not stop him. He quickly bowed and said, "Senior... please come in!"

Ling Chen led Su Qinghe straight up the stairs to the sixth floor, leaving behind only a mess and a group of horrified cultivators.

At this moment, in a secret room on the ninth floor of Wanbaoge, an old man dressed in fine clothes with an unfathomable aura slowly opened his eyes. His gaze pierced through the layers of pavilions and landed on Ling Chen's back. A trace of extreme shock and inquiry flashed in his eyes.

"This young man... possesses such terrifying primordial energy within him; he is no ordinary person. Just who is he...?"

The old man frantically tried to deduce Ling Chen's origins, but all he found was chaos, and he couldn't discern anything at all. His heart was filled with turmoil.

Ling Chen stepped into the sixth floor of Wanbaoge, completely unaware that he had already attracted the attention of the higher-ups of Wanbaoge.

His gaze swept across the area, finally settling on a completely black mask devoid of any spiritual energy, and a slight gleam appeared in his eyes.

This mask is exactly the concealment treasure he needs. It can hide all his aura and cultivation level, and even Foundation Establishment and Core Formation cultivators cannot see through it!

Beside the mask, a broken jade pendant covered in cracks and engraved with chaotic patterns gave Ling Chen a jolt—this jade pendant contained pure chaotic energy!

It was the ancient artifact of chaos that he had been searching for!

Ling Chen stepped forward, removed the mask and the broken jade pendant, and looked at the attendant who had rushed over, asking calmly, "How many spirit stones are these two items?"

The waiter hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully quoted a price, but the amount was so huge that even though Ling Chen was prepared, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

He is now penniless.

Just then, a gentle voice came from behind: "Young friend, I will pay for the spirit stones of these two treasures for you."

Ling Chen turned around and saw an old man with white hair and beard and a smile on his face walking slowly towards him. It was the Pavilion Master of Wanbaoge who had been spying on him on the ninth floor!

The old man's aura was concealed, but Ling Chen could see through it at a glance and realized that this person was actually a top expert in the Core Formation Realm!

The old man bowed slightly to Ling Chen, his tone extremely polite: "I am the Pavilion Master of Wanbao Pavilion. I greet you, young friend. Would you do me the honor of following me upstairs for a chat?"

The surrounding waiters were all stunned by what they saw.

Everyone knows that the Master of Wanbao Pavilion is a top expert within a radius of tens of thousands of miles. He rarely shows himself, yet he is being so polite to a young man!

Ling Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly realized that his presence had finally attracted the other party's attention.

But he was not afraid. Now that he had the Chaos Qi and the Eternal Spirit Emperor Technique by his side, even if the opponent was a Core Formation Realm expert, he could not do anything to him.

Moreover, this pavilion master doesn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Ling Chen nodded slightly, holding the Chaos Jade Pendant and the Concealment Mask in his hand: "The Pavilion Master's hospitality is too kind to refuse."

Upon hearing this, the old man's smile deepened. He gestured for them to proceed and led Ling Chen and Su Qinghe towards the top floor of the Wanbao Pavilion.

A dialogue concerning the inheritance of the Spirit Emperor and the mysteries of chaos is about to unfold on the ninth floor of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.

Meanwhile, in a secret realm thousands of miles away, a figure shrouded in black mist suddenly opened his eyes, his fingertips twitching, and he let out a hoarse and ferocious laugh:

"Found him... the inheritor of the Eternal Spirit Emperor has finally been found! In this life, the Spirit Emperor's legacy will surely be mine!"

A far greater crisis surrounding Ling Chen is quietly approaching...