Chapter 193: Single Spirit Root

Three minutes is not long, but for those two Muay Thai experts and Oyama Masutatsu, it felt like every second was a year.

Although they had Shawang Suxi and Abe Seimei helping them block that strange sound, by the last half-minute, that strange sound seemed to grow louder and louder, and its power grew greater as well.

Abe Seimei had to guard his own Divine Soul and could not protect Oyama Masutatsu from being completely disturbed; the good thing was that Oyama Masutatsu circulated his True Qi to protect his heart, so although that strange sound still made his heart race and his mind chaotic, he could barely resist it.

Shawang Suxi also had to resist the strange sound himself, and he still had to protect the two Muay Thai experts, so it was inevitable that he would be unable to attend to everything at once.

In the final half-minute, those two Muay Thai experts had blood-red eyes, long streams of nosebleed, ferocious expressions, and fists clenched so tightly that their fingernails sank completely into their palms, with drops of fresh blood flowing down their fists; they had reached the edge of losing control.

Those two Muay Thai experts were in a sorry state, while Meng Yifan was completely fine; after Meng Yifan became a Third-Grade Immortal Cultivator, the Yin Spiritual Power within his body became even more robust, and although he only used ordinary jade from Earth to carve the protective Array, it was more than enough to resist these strange sounds.

The final sound was very powerful, but it could not break through that black barrier, so naturally, it could not cause Jiang Hailong any influence.

Jiang Hailong hid behind the barrier and looked at Meng Yifan in confusion; in his impression, Meng Yifan was just an assault trooper with precise marksmanship, so how could he suddenly be able to cast such magical arts in the blink of an eye? This was simply too incredible.

Jiang Hailong previously did not believe that there were Immortal Cultivators in the world, but looking at the flickering black barrier before him, he believed it; his former best friend and brother-in-arms was very likely a legendary Immortal Cultivator—my god, this was truly great! Given the relationship between them, wouldn't he also have a chance to become an Immortal Cultivator? Thinking of this, Jiang Hailong's eyes lit up.

The three minutes finally passed, and the strange sound from the speakers stopped abruptly; the struggling Shawang Suxi withdrew his hands in exhaustion, and those two Muay Thai experts were drenched in sweat, their clothes soaked through, as if they had just run a marathon of tens of thousands of meters.

After that strange sound stopped, the two of them sat on the ground, gasping for air; thinking of the ordeal just now, they both had lingering fears. In the last few seconds, their heart rates had reached at least 300 beats per minute, and they felt as if their hearts were about to explode.

Oyama Masutatsu was much better off than those two Muay Thai experts, but he also felt very uncomfortable, his face red and ears hot, covered in sweat, as if he had just taken a sauna.

Guishou walked in and said, "Congratulations to you all for passing the assessment, but I must tell everyone that in that tomb, the real sound is even more magical, and its influence on those who enter is several times stronger than that recording just now, and as the time spent inside the tomb increases, the influence will grow even greater."

"We also don't understand the scientific principles inside, but we can roughly infer that it is a mysterious Array, a method of the Immortal Cultivators of China."

"Mr. Meng, do you know the method to break this kind of Array? If you can break this Array, I am willing to pay an additional two million to hire you to take action."

In the assessment just now, Meng Yifan displayed powerful strength, which also made Guishou speak to Meng Yifan very politely.

"Only after entering the tomb can I find a way to break the Array." Meng Yifan was now becoming more and more interested in that tomb; it must be the tomb of a true Immortal Cultivator.

He did not expect that in the End of Dharma Era, with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi exhausted, the tomb would still retain such a powerful protective Array; if the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi were abundant, how terrifying would that Array be? I fear that anyone who dared to break into the tomb would have no hope of coming out alive.

"Very well, I hope Mr. Meng can break the Array after entering." Guishou finished speaking, then said to the others, "You have all passed the assessment, and the danger of the mission has been told to you. You can consider whether you want to accept our employment and explore the mysterious Ancient Tomb together?"

"Oyama Masutatsu and I accept this mission," Abe Seimei said. In the national war decades ago, Abe Seimei's teacher also participated, but he returned heavily injured, coughing up blood every day, his body convulsing, and he died not long after.

Before he died, the teacher told Abe Seimei that the Immortal Cultivators of China were powerful and their practiced arts were even more mysterious and unpredictable; if one could obtain the inheritance of an Immortal Cultivator, taking the essence and discarding the dross, an Onmyoji would surely become even more powerful. Therefore, no matter how dangerous that tomb was, Abe Seimei had to go in and brave it.

Shawang Suxi was a Descending Head Master from the South Seas; he chose to accept the mission because he also wanted to obtain the inheritance of an Immortal Cultivator, so he definitely had to enter the tomb. However, the Array in that tomb was too dangerous, and he lacked the strength to protect his two followers. After hesitating for a moment, Shawang Suxi said, "I will only bring one follower into the Ancient Tomb."

Meng Yifan said to Jiang Hailong, "Hailong, this mission is very dangerous. Why don't you go back to the hotel and wait for me?"

"Yifan, I'm going to the Ancient Tomb with you. Look, they are all bringing a helper; I can help you fight if I go in."

Jiang Hailong was not afraid of death; people who are afraid of death do not become mercenaries. He was now filled with longing for Immortal Cultivators in his heart, and now that there was a chance to explore the tomb of an Immortal Cultivator, he naturally had to go in, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Meng Yifan thought for a moment and agreed; besides the strange sound, there must be other dangers in that tomb, otherwise Guishou and the others would not have assessed their fighting ability. Jiang Hailong's Baji Fist was still quite lethal.

Meng Yifan carried Spirit Pills in his Space Ring; if he gave them to Jiang Hailong to eat, he could easily refine True Qi, and in that way, Jiang Hailong would be able to exert even more powerful combat strength.

The two of them had fought together for many years and had tacit cooperation; they were trustworthy comrades-in-arms, and bringing Jiang Hailong inside would allow them to help each other.

"Then the two of us brothers shall fight side by side once again," Meng Yifan said.

Jiang Hailong breathed a sigh of relief; he was truly worried that after Meng Yifan became an Immortal Cultivator, he would look down on him. He now decided on one thing: he must follow Meng Yifan closely, as that was the only hope of learning magical arts.

Guishou said, "I originally planned to recruit only five mercenaries, but there are six of you participating, which is one over. However, this is not an issue; six people it is."

Guishou also did not expect that this time there would actually be an Immortal Cultivator, a Descending Head Master, and an Onmyoji participating. These were all rare experts who possessed magical means that ordinary people could not understand, which made him overjoyed, so he didn't care about the extra person. As long as he could excavate that Ancient Tomb, even paying a little more commission was a small matter.

"I have already arranged rooms for everyone. You can go and rest; if you have any needs, you can tell the servants of the manor. We will set off at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and we will enter the Ancient Tomb at twelve o'clock, when the Yang energy is at its peak. I hope this expedition can be completed smoothly and that everyone can come out alive."

Meng Yifan and Jiang Hailong stayed in the same room. After they carefully checked the room to confirm there were no hidden surveillance devices inside, Jiang Hailong said, "Yifan, I want to take you as my master and learn Immortal Art."

Meng Yifan thought for a moment: the reason why Immortal Cultivators on Earth had disappeared was because the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was exhausted, but in the world of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty, there were numerous Immortal Cultivators, and there must also be many cultivation resources. As long as he operated properly, Meng Yifan had hope of obtaining Spirit Stones. If he brought Spirit Stones to Earth, it would be possible to cultivate Immortal Cultivators on Earth.

Jiang Hailong wanted to cultivate immortality, and Meng Yifan was also willing to cultivate him, but to become an Immortal Cultivator, one must possess a Spirit Root. If one did not have a Spirit Root, even with the most cultivation resources, it would be impossible to make him an Immortal Cultivator.

"Hailong, let me test you to see if you have a Spirit Root." Meng Yifan had Jiang Hailong sit cross-legged beside him, then pointed a finger at Jiang Hailong's glabella, and a wisp of Yin Spiritual Power entered his body, quickly traveling through his body for one cycle.

"Eh!" Meng Yifan stared at Jiang Hailong, dumbfounded; he did not expect that Jiang Hailong was actually a Fire Element single Spirit Root. Such cultivation aptitude was simply once in a century. If such cultivation aptitude as Jiang Hailong's appeared in the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty, there would surely be many Immortal Cultivation Sects willing to fight to take him as a disciple.

Jiang Hailong felt a bit uncomfortable being watched by Meng Yifan and asked anxiously, "Yifan, how is it? Do I have a Spirit Root?"

Meng Yifan laughed, "You are a Fire Element single Spirit Root, and your cultivation aptitude is very good. However, I only have an Immortal Cultivation Technique of the Yin Attribute right now, so you cannot practice it. You don't need to worry; in the future, I will find a way to find a suitable Immortal Cultivation Technique for you."

Jiang Hailong knew he had a Fire Spirit Root and could cultivate immortality, which already made him overjoyed. As for the lack of a corresponding technique for the time being, it made him a little disappointed, but since Meng Yifan had already promised to help him find a Fire Element technique, he could only wait for now.

Meng Yifan pretended to take a porcelain bottle from his bosom and handed it to Jiang Hailong, saying, "This bottle of pills is the Condensing Qi Pill. After you take it, I will help you refine the medicinal power, and you should be able to condense True Qi very quickly. In this way, the power of your Baji Fist will greatly increase."

Jiang Hailong took the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill the size of a soybean, and smelled the medicinal fragrance of the Condensing Qi Pill. He said excitedly, "Yifan, there is also a method to condense True Qi in the Baji Fist, but I have practiced for a long time and have been unable to condense True Qi. According to the records in the boxing manual, if there is a pill to assist, it can speed up the condensation of True Qi."

"However, those pills all require wild medicinal herbs that are decades old. After Earth entered modern civilization, many medicinal herbs are artificially farmed, and even ginseng is ripened with chemical fertilizers, having almost no medicinal effect. Using such herbs to refine pills is harmful and not beneficial, and they cannot assist in cultivation at all. This pill of yours feels even better than the pills recorded in the boxing manual; it is a rare Spirit Pill."