Chapter 522: The Path to Heaven (Requesting Moon Tickets)

Outside the Tower of Ascension.

Nearly an hour has passed.

All Canglan Sect disciples present were visibly excited; Xu Xia couldn’t help but say, “I’ll go report the good news to the sect.”

Last time, Zuo Chuan only stayed inside the Tower of Ascension for half an hour and reached the sixth level.

Brother Lin has already been inside for nearly an hour—his results must already surpass Zuo Chuan’s; now he’s aiming to challenge Lü Zejia’s record.

Although everyone guessed Brother Lin would surpass Zuo Chuan, guesses are still just guesses; no one dared be certain he would definitely exceed him.

Now, they could definitively say Brother Lin had already surpassed Zuo Chuan—that’s why Xu Xia was leaving to report the news.

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Inside the Tower of Ascension.

Lin Chen began continuously refining the cultivation technique from the tenth jade slip; within his dantian, the star-like spiritual soul converged into the shape of a human body, each star flickering in perfect resonance with the technique’s incantation.

“Open!”

After a long while, Lin Chen softly roared, and before him, a gray, featureless space was violently split open into a ten-zhang-wide crack.

“Sky-Splitting Slash!”

This was the technique recorded in the tenth jade slip—and deep within his dantian, the flawless-level blade will he had absorbed had unleashed this very slash.

With one slash, three breaths later, the space returned to its gray haze; Lin Chen opened his eyes.

One hour, ten techniques—all mastered at the beginner level.

This efficiency even surprised himself.

“My natural talent alone couldn’t achieve this—it’s due to my powerful spiritual soul, and the countless martial wills within my martial soul…”

Lin Chen murmured softly, a sudden clarity dawning within him.

On the path of martial cultivation, growth in one area may not seem significant at first, but as each aspect steadily improves, one day you will finally realize how far you’ve come.

【Within one hour, mastered ten techniques—aptitude confirmed!】

Inside the Tower of Ascension, a solemn voice rang out; Lin Chen saw the six light orbs before him, their numbers rising from twenty, then stopping at thirty.

Thirtieth level!

【Tower of Ascension, Level 30—you have reached the limit of your current realm… Eligible for the Limit Reward.】

Hearing this, Lin Chen’s face lit up with anticipation—he hadn’t even finished climbing the tower, yet the Tower of Ascension was already granting him a reward.

【Reward One: Based on your current knowledge, I bestow upon you the Divine Alchemy Technique: The Nine Flames Scripture】

【Reward Two: One opportunity to refine the Immortality Scripture】

【Reward Three: Forge your Immortal Body to its Third Stage】

Whoa!

For the first time, Lin Chen himself gasped at the sheer abundance of the reward.

This reward was not a choice of three—every single one was granted.

So, passing each level granted one reward.

No wonder Lü Zejia had said the Tower of Ascension grants rewards tailored to the entrant; Zuo Chuan had left without a word because he hadn’t even reached the tenth level—no reward at all.

“Thank you!”

Lin Chen bowed in gratitude; as soon as he spoke, a vast torrent of information surged into his mind.

The Nine Flames Scripture

After a few minutes of absorbing the information, Lin Chen understood why the Martial Seal had said it was teaching him an alchemy technique based on his existing knowledge.

To reach the peak of The Nine Flames Scripture, one must refine nine primordial fires—and he had the potential to achieve this.

Beyond that, the scripture contained vast knowledge of elixirs, their theories imprinted directly into his mind like permanent seals.

Thousands of elixir formulas, hundreds of thousands of herbal properties…

If he had to study them himself, it would take years—even decades—to memorize so much.

This reward… was astonishing.

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Just after Lin Chen absorbed this massive influx of information, the gray space around him shifted; above his head, thunder roared.

【In the Sea of Thunder, maintain the Immortality Scripture】

Hearing the Martial Seal’s warning, Lin Chen didn’t hesitate—he immediately activated the Immortality Scripture. Above him, the gray space seemed torn by invisible force; each thunderclap ripped another crack into the void.

Faintly, silver serpents writhed within the fissures.

Finally, Lin Chen felt a deafening roar above him—the gray space vanished, replaced by an endless, raging sea of thunder.

Within the thunder sea, countless silver-white lightning bolts had coalesced into a liquid ocean, radiating a terrifying pressure of destruction and creation intertwined—any cultivator of the Primordial Three Realms would feel their scalp tighten at this aura.

Outside, faced with such a terrifying phenomenon, Lin Chen would have fled instantly—but now, he stood still, a tiny figure amid the wild, roaring thunder, as if facing the end of the world.

BOOM!

After a brief gestation, the first bolt of lightning surged from the sea and struck Lin Chen with perfect precision.

As the lightning entered his body, it didn’t overwhelm him with agony as he’d expected—it felt instead like a searing, colossal hammer, driving immense, tyrannical force deep into his meridians!

“Crash—!”

The impact nearly shattered his cultivation flow; luckily, he’d prepared himself, gritting his teeth to keep the Immortality Scripture running.

As the violent thunder energy flooded in, it didn’t destroy recklessly—it behaved as if sentient, transforming into billions of fine silver needles that precisely guided the Immortality Scripture’s path.

After one full cycle, his flow was slightly faster than before.

BOOM!

Before Lin Chen could savor it, the second bolt struck. Even with prior experience, he couldn’t suppress a grunt.

This pain couldn’t be endured by mere preparation.

One, two, three…

Each bolt entering his body acted as the most tyrannical yet precise “guide,” refining the Immortality Scripture’s flow through his meridians, shortening the time of each full cycle.

Internally, his spiritual sense observed clearly: the star-like formations in his dantian, simulating the Immortality Scripture’s path, now trembled violently under the lightning’s lash, restructuring themselves.

The thunder acted as the harshest master, forcing, correcting, hammering, compressing, and purifying the Immortality Scripture’s path—pushing it toward a more primal, more perfect form.

The process was agonizing—but seeing his own growth, Lin Chen found the pain insignificant.

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