Chapter Fifty-Nine: Secret Treasure
g his arrogance.He realized that it wasn't just Jiang Wang, even someone like Hu Shaomeng, who he had always kept suppressed, might not be inferior to him.He suppressed Hu Shaomeng by using the Xi fam...When Jiang Wang came to Qi, he crossed the Chang River early and passed through Wo, Ji, You... all the way to Qi.
Actually, it intentionally bypassed the Jingguo kingdom and was traveling in a location north of the central region.
The three main lineages of the Jingguo Daoist school stood tall, and within all the Daoist states, they were undoubtedly the core. When Jiang Wang first escaped from Zhuang Guo, he instinctively wanted to stay away from them.
Actually, if one was familiar with the route beforehand, traveling along the river downstream to near the Xia Kingdom in the south and then heading north to Qi territory would have been much faster.
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This time, as Jiang Wang left Qi and headed back, he chose to avoid You Guo once again. He wanted to stay as far away as possible from Zhao Cang, the cunning advisor of You Guo, who always hid his intentions behind a smile. As a result, his planned route almost followed Jing Guo's borders closely.
Forward has never expressed any thoughts on the route, he doesn't care what route it is.
His only concern was how he could get more rest.
However, Jiang Wang completely ignored it.
Since Zheng Guo set off, the only time he rested was during Jiang Wang's practice.
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Another day of traveling had come to an end, and the two found themselves stopping in a forest. The quiet night of early winter settled upon them. They chose a large tree at random and lay down in its branches.
He usually fell asleep as soon as he lay down, but today for some reason he didn't fall asleep right away.
It's not the environment that matters; he never complains about it.
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The young man named Jiang Wang was sitting cross-legged on an open space in the woods, bathed in moonlight.
The journey was arduous, even for cultivators whose physiques far surpassed ordinary people. Traveling day and night over tens of thousands of miles still brought exhaustion that was hard to suppress.
And along the way, Jiang Wang had been busy with travel and cultivation. Every day he attended early and late classes, familiarized himself with Daoist techniques, and honed his swordsmanship, never slacking off for a moment.
Although he didn't say it out loud, how could someone who was in Yangdi not know about Jiang Wang's reputation after what she accomplished in Linzi In a small town like Qingyang Town, and with Dugu Xiao being just a maid originally, the new lord of Jiacheng treating her so politely... wasn't that all because of Jiang Wang
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Even though Jiang Wang, who has already been hailed as the prodigy of Qi State, with a future full of limitless possibilities, he still strives so hard.
It's impossible to deny the envy in my heart.
He was not envious of Jiang Wang's fame.
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He envied Jiang Wang's ability to move forward so resolutely, while he himself had lost his goal long ago.
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If...
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He hesitated for a moment before finally closing his eyes again.
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Maybe just go to sleep.
Unlike the heavy thoughts of looking forward, when practicing Taoism, Jiang Wang's mind was free from distractions.
If one regards oneself as the five palaces and seas, the Dao pulse soars like a dragon, resting on an isolated island between heaven and earth. This isolated island hangs above the sea, and in the sky above the sea, there is a blazing sun hanging high – that is where the first inner palace resides.
The soul leapt into the inner palace, and there was a difference within. It was not a fiery orb inside.
...and it was a series of interconnected rooms. The rooms weren't large, just walls enclosing space.
Every room is the same size, width, and even brightness.
This once made Jiang Wang think of Yicheng, the city of the Tian family, which was like a “tian” character, with all the rooms identical and monotonous. Perhaps it was designed to imitate the layout of the inner palace.
Jiang Wang "walked" through each identical room, using his divine soul to sense every detail. This process was called "sweeping". Once he reached the inner court realm, cultivation began to require the use of one's divine soul.
> The process of "cleaning" the inner self is also a process of tempering the soul and spirit.
If the soul is compared to a child, for a long time after its birth it stays in the "cradle," which is also known as the Palace of Heavenly Dignity. After the inner palace is opened, it can be considered out of the "cradle." At first, it only learns to "walk," taking unsteady steps. Afterward comes "running," and even "flying."
But Jiang Wang's situation was different. Because he had received the gratitude of the people in Qingyang Town and had survived the ordeal of Hongzhuang Mirror Flying Snow, his soul was far stronger than that of an ordinary inner palace disciple. Even as a babe in arms, he could already run and even fly.
While he was "cleaning" his inner sanctum, three hundred black stealth snakes were slithering around, greatly shortening the time it took to "clean the room."
The "rooms" within the inner palace are limitless in number, theoretically allowing for infinite exploration.
As Buddha said, "In a grain of sand, you can see three thousand worlds."
In the smallest details, there is infinite potential for expansion.
The inner sanctum, as the innermost sanctuary of the human body, is also thus.
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But not necessarily the more rooms explored, the stronger it becomes. After all, no matter how far you explore, you can only choose one secret treasure.
Within a hidden palace, there are many secret chambers. You can choose any one to enter, but once you miss it, it will never appear again.
There was a cultivator who walked down the path, constantly giving up and constantly discovering. They sought only the best treasure with all their heart. But they found that what came later was not as good as the initial abandonment, becoming increasingly unwilling, they could only sink deeper, eventually wasting their time and toiling in vain.
Therefore, within the Nei Fu realm, Jiang Wang received advice from Zu Guangshu, Chong Xuan Sheng, and even Guan Yan. They all said that when encountering a suitable secret treasure, one should immediately seize the opportunity.
Greed has no end.
The Tongtian Palace truly resembles a palace, and its inner court is indeed like a manor.
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Taking Jiang Wang as an example, the Palace of Tongtian is ancient and grand on the outside, but cramped and intricate within.
Every room in the inner court was bare, but every room also had a faint glow. The glow came from seed phantoms suspended from the ceilings.
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It was a fiery red, slender elliptical seed, representing the supernatural power of Samādhi Fire.
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Divine power illuminated every chamber within Jiang Wang's exploration, aiding him in perceiving finer details with greater ease.
With the help of three hundred soul-hiding snakes, Jiang Wang has today reached a total of one thousand two hundred and ninety-six rooms explored.
There was a sudden surge of emotion that intoxicated Jiang Wang.
He relaxed his mind, and his soul manifested as the hidden serpent at the farthest point.
The same room, but with different traces.
The true fire of Samadhi's mystical seed manifests from nothingness, appearing in this world, illuminating every subtle detail. At a certain instant, Jiang Wang's spirit and mind fell into the boundless void.
In the boundless universe, two stars collided. A tremendous explosion ensued, with destructive force rippling far and wide. Countless beings, both tangible and intangible, were annihilated. Yet, those who gaze upon the starlit sky might only see a fleeting glimmer.
That was a spark.
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Jiang Wang found the answer.
Hidden Star.
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This hidden treasure, once activated, will last for a full minute. Its effect is to increase the power of fire-elemental spells by 10%.
Jiang Wang possessed a thorny crown technique that could amplify the power of Taoist techniques by 20% to 30%. However, this technique's initial level was only B-rank upper, and although it had been refined on the Dao Platform, its effects were increasingly limited. Against A-rank mid-grade techniques like Eight Sound Flame Sparrow and Flame Sparrow with Flower, the amplification effect was extremely weak, and it also increased casting time.
Therefore, Jiang Wang has rarely used it anymore.
But unlike a hidden treasure, a person's hidden treasure grows with the cultivator and can be used forever. It remains effective at every level.
Jiang Wang grasped the ball of starlight without hesitation.
This is a simple instruction.
This might not be the most powerful secret treasure, but it's undoubtedly very suitable for Jiang Wang's current combat system.
Even with many choices ahead of him, he wasn't going to look at them.
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