Chapter 494: Is a Genius No Better Than a Dog?

"Brother... is that you?"

Zhao Yatang looked at that terrifying figure, her body trembling, with a hint of joy mixed in.

The terrifying figure turned his head; his face was covered in cracks, looking exceptionally ferocious.

He stepped forward and silently untied the ropes on Zhao Yatang's body.

At this moment, a wave of intense Dizziness washed over her.

Zhao Yatang fainted.

The terrifying figure carried Zhao Yatang back into the room.

He glanced at the Immortal Cloud Temple, a hint of coldness revealed in his gaze.

Three days later, the Great Xia Country was shaken.

In Pingchang County, a major case occurred.

The number of deceased exceeded ten.

And this also revealed an answer.

The ugliness and filth of the Immortal Cloud Temple were exposed to the eyes of the world.

The Immortal Cloud Temple was reviled by everyone.

And Lin Moyu, having missed his target again, felt dejected and sorrowful.

In a small city, Lin Chao sat alone in a cafe.

A terrifying figure appeared; he looked at Lin Chao, a respectful expression in his eyes: "Greetings, Emperor."

This terrifying figure was Zhao Heijun, who had transformed into a Yin Messenger.

His face was ferocious, and he appeared in the cafe, yet no one could see his figure.

At this moment, his heart held complex emotions, as well as shock, but mostly gratitude.

When he was alive, he had experienced the tragedies of life.

His wife had cheated on him and was even pregnant with the adulterer's child.

In the end, she even conspired with the adulterer to murder him.

It could be said that it was extremely tragic.

If not for Lin Chao, he would likely have just died.

His younger sister would likely have also fallen victim to the evildoers.

And those who harmed him were still at large.

But fortunately, he had met the Emperor.

According to his memories, the Emperor was the Master of the dead.

"From now on, you are the Yin Messenger of this city, responsible for soul-snatching and detention," Lin Chao said softly.

To Lin Chao, the purpose of a Yin Messenger was to detain the spirits of the dead, rather than letting them enter the Spirit River.

In this way, he would be able to step by step shape a reincarnation cycle.

"It is a pity that the Naihe Bridge, the River of Oblivion, Meng Po Soup, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and the Other Shore Flower—I have no leads on these things yet."

Lin Chao sighed.

To shape a complete reincarnation cycle, relying solely on his current strength was not enough.

Although he possessed a Supreme Treasure like the Life and Death Book, Lin Chao guessed that creating a true reincarnation cycle would require at least reaching the Boundless Realm.

The Boundless Realm, mastering the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

Only then could one truly create those treasures.

And for now, he could at most create a prototype.

"Boundless... it is too far away."

That's right, even in his past life, he had only entered the Fate-Ordering Realm.

And it was the relatively weaker kind of Fate-Ordering.

As for the Boundless Realm, he had no leads at all.

【Reincarnation Simulator activated.】

【Do you wish to start the ninth reincarnation?】

Lin Chao glanced at Wu Xiangyi, who was still in seclusion, and answered softly.

"Yes."

【Do you wish to use the reincarnation luck bonus?】

"Yes."

The higher his cultivation realm, the more Lin Chao felt his own powerlessness and confusion about the path ahead.

Especially the terrifying strength of the Sovereign.

And the God Game constantly occurring in various worlds all weighed upon his shoulders.

In the dark, he felt immense pressure.

【Do you wish to specify the luck bonus?

You may specify any two from family background, physique, appearance, and talent.】

"Family background and talent." Lin Chao did not hesitate at all.

A good family background could shorten the time needed for much effort.

【Generating.】

【Name: Lin Chao.】

【Family background: Extremely good.】

【Constitution: Relatively poor.】

【Talent: Extremely good.】

【Do you wish to begin talent extraction?】

"Begin."

Extracting.

【Obtained Cyan Talent "Natural Point Addition".】

"One talent?"

"That's it?"

Lin Chao was slightly stunned.

In the past, when he used luck bonuses, he would always obtain at least one Purple Talent.

There would also be several Blue Talents and Cyan Talents.

According to the order of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, a Cyan Talent counts as very weak.

And this was a talent obtained while having a luck bonus.

Lin Chao was truly confused, even... astonished.

"Could it be that this talent is the most suitable for the world I am about to reincarnate into?"

Lin Chao could only think this way.

He looked at the description of "Natural Point Addition".

【Natural Point Addition: As an ordinary person, you will obtain a tiny amount of points every day.

As your strength increases, these points will increase.

These points can be used to increase your own strength or realm.】

Seeing this, Lin Chao had a moment of distraction.

To be honest, he could not judge the quality of this talent right now.

If he were Xu Ling, possessing the Longevity Being talent, this would be simply invincible when combined.

But now, he was a bit unsure.

【Does the host wish to begin reincarnation?】

"Yes."

【Background generating...】

【Background continuing to generate.】

"This little child is named Xia Yang?"

At the Qingxu Sect, the old man frowned, looking at the youth lying on the bed in a deep sleep.

"Yes." The old woman hunched her body, "This little fellow has a bad fate; he was born into a destitute family, and his family members all died.

As soon as he was born, he fell into a deep sleep, fitting the characteristics of a Hidden Spirit as described by the Holy Sect.

Thus, some time ago, under the investigation of the Holy Sect, his family had no choice but to send him to the Qingxu Sect.

Sigh, but a few days ago, the Black Scarf Army ravaged the area, his family suffered the scourge of war, everyone died, and only a young girl escaped."

A Hidden Spirit is a special group of people.

According to the Holy Sect's claims, such people, because their souls are too powerful, find that their bodies cannot bear it after birth, and they fall into a deep sleep.

Only when they are older, and under the awakening of some holy cultivators, will they wake up.

And every Hidden Spirit is a good seedling for cultivation.

Of course, the deeper reasons were not known to the old woman and Deacon Wang Yun who were present.

His hand was placed on Xia Yang's pulse, and according to the method taught by the Holy Sect, he began to "awaken" Xia Yang.

However, when he was halfway through, Deacon Wang Yun stopped his movements.

"He is not a Hidden Spirit; he has no spirit veins."

"Ah?" The old woman was slightly stunned upon hearing this, and her gaze toward Xia Yang became pitiful.

If he is not a Hidden Spirit and yet remains unconscious.

Then that means this person... has something wrong with his head.

"I stimulated his spirit acupoints; if he wakes up tomorrow, let him be a servant in the Sect."

"If he doesn't wake up, find a place to bury him."

"Our Qingxu Sect does not raise useless people."

After Deacon Wang Yun finished speaking, he didn't even glance at Xia Yang and turned to leave.

The old woman looked at Xia Yang lying on the bed, a look of helplessness appearing in her eyes.

She had originally thought Xia Yang was a Hidden Spirit, so she had taken care of him with great care.

She had thought that if Xia Yang became a cultivator,

then her status in the Qingxu Sect would also rise, and her life would improve.

However, the Xia Yang before her was not a Hidden Spirit at all.

He was just a sick youth with something wrong with his head.

"Poor child, if you can't wake up tomorrow, there is nothing this old woman can do."

The old woman sighed and left with a stumbling gait.

And at this moment, a sound came from behind her.

The old woman's eyes revealed a voice of surprise: "Xia Yang... you've woken up?"

"Xia Yang?" Lin Chao slowly woke up.

His head felt somewhat chaotic.

His memories of this life were also slowly recovering.

However, he had not recovered much.

The memories of this life were mostly incomplete, or rather, intermittent.

He only remembered that he seemed to have come from a down-and-out... landlord family.

Most of the time, he had been in a deep sleep.

And he did not know much about this world either.

He had only occasionally heard the words "cultivator" and "martial artist."

Could it be... that this is a low-martial arts world?

Xia Yang woke up and felt a wave of Dizziness.

An intense feeling of hunger struck, but fortunately, the old woman brought over a bowl of white porridge.

"Xia Yang, eat slowly."

Lin Chao slowly finished the porridge and also exchanged quite a bit with the old woman.

He had only just figured out his situation.

The place where he was currently located was called Luo Ma County, Qingxu Sect.

The country he was in was called Zhenyuan Kingdom.

The state religion of Zhenyuan Kingdom was the Holy Sect.

Qingxu Sect was one of the branches of the Holy Sect.

And this world... was similar to the feudal dynasties Lin Chao knew of.

"Xia Yang, now that you have awakened, go get a plaque tomorrow and settle down in Qingxu Sect.

With the chaos of war outside now, only those in Qingxu Sect and the government have the ability to secure a livelihood."

"Thank you, Hua Popo." Xia Yang stood up.

Watching Hua Popo leave, Lin Chao sat alone in the room, his mind filled with doubts.

"If I remember correctly, my family background was extremely good.

But..."

An extremely good family background was a ruined landlord family.

This didn't quite make sense.

"And... there is no Supernatural in this world?"

According to what Hua Popo said, the most powerful entity in this world was the government.

Although there were some martial artists who violated prohibitions with their Martial Arts, those martial artists were nothing when surrounded and killed by government troops.

Lin Chao's preliminary understanding of this world was that it was a low-martial arts world.

"This Hua Popo seems very unusual.

She is actually... a Ten Thousand Poison Body."

Lin Chao had lost his cultivation, but his eye for people would not be wrong.

This Hua Popo, although old, had an astonishing constitution; she was a Ten Thousand Poison Body.

This kind of constitution was very rare.

If she cultivated step-by-step, she could step into the Seventh Tier in a thousand years.

The Seventh Tier was already a realm below the gods, enough for one person to wipe out a country.

As a result, such a powerful constitution and such a talented cultivator was actually just an Ordinary servant; Lin Chao felt some confusion in his heart.

"Since I have awakened, I should slowly cultivate, improve my strength, and then protect myself."

Lin Chao began to cultivate.

Half the night passed, and Lin Chao felt somewhat exhausted.

"Strange, my cultivation progress... why is it so slow?"

"And, since I can cultivate, it means that this world can give birth to the Supernatural."

"But Hua Popo said that even the strongest martial artists could be surrounded and killed by the army."

"Could it be that my current level is too low?"

Lin Chao had many puzzles in his heart.

As he was now, having cultivated for half the night, his cultivation had improved very little.

He checked, and his talent, Natural Point Addition, had only accumulated 0.1 attribute points so far.

With less than 1 attribute point, it could not be added to his body at all.

Therefore, Lin Chao thought about it and decided to nourish his body first, then continue cultivating tomorrow.

However, the next day, after leaving the house and heading to the office, Lin Chao saw many disciples of the Qingxu Sect.

A strange expression appeared in his eyes.

"True Fire Body?"

"Red Dragon Body?"

"Ice Snow True Body?"

He had just encountered three disciples of the Qingxu Sect.

These disciples each had an extremely terrifying constitution.

Especially the Ice Snow True Body; if no accidents occur, it can even become an existence of an Eighth-tier God.

"These physiques... are like Chinese cabbage."

Furthermore, Lin Chao even saw a young boy possessing a "Supreme Bone."

And that disciple, wearing purple robes, was clearly a core disciple of the Qingxu Sect.

Lin Chao looked at the crowd, his gaze becoming calm.

He felt that the Qingxu Sect might not be ordinary.

After all, these physiques are rare to see in a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years in other worlds.

Yet here, they are very common.

He guessed that this Qingxu Sect might be a hidden, major sect.

He needed to hide himself well.

And slowly improve his strength.

Not long after, he arrived at the administrative office.

A Deacon was sitting in the administrative office.

This Deacon glanced at Lin Chao, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes: "Xia Yang, you're awake? Are you here to register?"

This Deacon was none other than Wang Yun.

"Yes." Lin Chao looked at this Wang Yun, feeling somewhat astonished in his heart as well.

This Wang Yun was indeed not ordinary; he was a Dao Body.

This type of physique is very close to the Dao and is suitable for cultivating the Dao.

"This is your Waist Token." Surprise was surprise, but Wang Yun still quickly processed the Waist Token for Lin Chao; he finally took out a small booklet, his expression stern, "This is the Qi Refining Technique. If you can step into the first level within three months, you can continue to serve as a slave in the Qingxu Sect; if not, the Qingxu Sect will not keep you."

Lin Chao took the booklet, a respectful expression on his face: "May I ask, Deacon, how are the cultivation realms... divided?"

Wang Yun glanced at Lin Chao and did not hold back: "Our Qingxu Sect is divided into Literary Arts and Martial Arts.

Literary Arts have six levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Severing, and Void Refinement.

Martial Arts are divided into Ninth Rank, with Ninth Rank being the lowest and First Rank being the highest.

As long as you step into Qi Refining in Literary Arts, or Ninth Rank in Martial Arts, you can stay in the Qingxu Sect and continue to be a servant.

However, your physique is too weak.

And your aptitude is truly ordinary; it is not suitable for walking the path of Martial Arts, so you had better cultivate Literary Arts properly."

The cultivation of Literary Arts can be done by grinding slowly.

Martial Arts, however, require massive resources.

Wang Yun knew that Lin Chao could not afford the resources, which is why he recommended that Lin Chao take the path of Literary Arts.

"Many thanks to the Deacon for informing me." Lin Chao bowed deeply.

Holding the cultivation technique, Lin Chao, led by other slaves, began his life as a servant.

The work he needed to do in the Qingxu Sect was very simple: chopping wood.

Lin Chao chopped wood for a day, his hands and feet sore and numb, before he returned to his room.

After returning to his room, he opened the Qi Refining Technique the Deacon had given him.

Looking at the techniques written above, a profound look appeared in Lin Chao's eyes.

"This technique... is of such a high grade?"

Lin Chao's cultivation was gone, but his knowledge remained.

He had experienced countless worlds.

In his view, this Qi Refining Technique was of an extremely high grade.

Apart from his Small Reincarnation Method and Forging Heaven Art, none of the other cultivation techniques he possessed exceeded this one in terms of grade.

"Is this definitely... an ordinary world?"

Lin Chao could not help but think more about it.

After all, today at the Qingxu Sect, he had been to many places and had also seen some of the sect's experts.

However, he had not sensed any terrifying auras.

Or rather, he had not detected anything Supernatural.

It was also possible that Lin Chao's current cultivation was too low to discern the level of the strong.

Everything about this sect revealed something Ghost-like.

(End of this chapter)