Cultivation: Start From Simplifying Martial Arts Techniques Chapter 971: My World

Chapter 971: My World

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Chen Fei glanced at the gla.s.s-like woman from the Gla.s.s Clan, noticing that she had no trace of vitality and was purely a product of rules.

Based on the recent attack with the dagger, her strength was at the mid-level of the Sun Moon Realm.

Given the intensity of her attack, it would be impossible for her to break through Chen Fei’s defense. Even if she attacked Chen Fei continuously for a day and night, the shield of the Concealment Bell would remain intact.

With his essence, energy, spirit, and soul undying, Chen Fei’s defense was always at its peak. Even though the vital energy in this place was sealed off, Chen Fei could still draw enough vital energy from the void to maintain his defense.

Chen Fei withdrew his gaze and looked ahead at the city. This place was not mentioned in the doc.u.ments, which likely meant that the rules of Spirit Concealing Lake had changed.

A black light flashed in Chen Fei’s eyes as the city ahead slightly warped. Faintly, he saw countless entangled chains of rules.

But soon, this scene vanished, and the bustling city reappeared before Chen Fei.

“Master, there are Primordial Crystals in the city,” the Black Rat whispered in Chen Fei’s ear.

Chen Fei nodded, thought for a moment, and then stepped forward.

He ignored the Gla.s.s Clan woman who had been attacking him and proceeded towards the city gate.

Upon reaching the gate, Chen Fei paused briefly, looked up at the inscription on it, and then crossed the threshold.

“Voom!”

The Concealment Bell, which had been enduring the attacks, shook violently. Chen Fei’s vision darkened briefly before brightening again, and he found himself inside the city.

The Gla.s.s Clan woman who had been attacking him had vanished.

Chen Fei glanced back at the city gate. The attack just now was more intense compared to the one from the Gla.s.s Clan woman. Any mid-level Sun Moon Realm cultivator caught off guard would likely be severely injured on the spot.

If luck were particularly poor, death was also a possibility.

Chen Fei turned his attention forward, where the clamor of street vendors echoed in his ears.

It felt as though he was in an ordinary small town, with vendors lining the streets selling everyday items.

In the haze, it no longer seemed like the perilous Gla.s.s Realm.

The Black Rat looked around curiously, appearing somewhat confused about the surroundings. However, it understood that this was definitely not a remote small town.

Not to mention, the scent of spiritual materials constantly wafting into its nostrils was not something a small frontier town could produce.

Chen Fei pondered. The anomaly was caused by twisted rules and, normally, should have no intelligence. This was fundamentally different from the anomaly Chen Fei had encountered before.

Thus, the lively scenes before him were more likely a reflection of a small town from the Gla.s.s Realm’s past, projected through the twisted rules of time.

In other words, the bustling Gla.s.s Clan figures, though not true living beings, had their own underlying logic of behavior.

They might not even realize that they were not actual living beings. To them, everything seemed completely normal.

“Are there Primordial Crystals on the streets?” Chen Fei asked the Black Rat.

“Yes, there are. The Gla.s.s Clan vendor’s items include Primordial Crystals,” the Black Rat nodded, pointing to a vendor selling trinkets ahead.

Thousand Cyprus Mountain in the Gla.s.s Realm.

“Teng Li, are you insane? We are allies!” the Ice Clan’s Wu Zhu leaned against the stone wall, incredulously staring at Teng Li.

The Ice Clan and the Evil Clan had formed an alliance to deal with the human race, which was a pact between the two races.

Wu Zhu and Teng Li had not just formed a team after arriving in the Gla.s.s Realm but had known each other for several months and had cooperated a few times before.

“It’s an alliance, so I need your power to help me grow faster!”

A crystal stone appeared in Teng Li’s hand. He stepped closer to Wu Zhu and said, “Don’t worry, all the humans in the Gla.s.s Realm will die, and you’ll witness it with me!”

“Rule Crystals?” Wu Zhu’s eyes widened slightly as he looked at the object in Teng Li’s hand.

The origin of the realm and Rule Crystals were among the most precious treasures in the Gla.s.s Realm.

However, since the appearance of the Gla.s.s Realm, the origin of the realm had never been found. As for Rule Crystals, they had been brought out of the Gla.s.s Realm by early-stage Sun Moon cultivators before, but their numbers were very limited.

Although there must be many of these treasures still in the Gla.s.s Realm, they were located in extremely dangerous places, making them difficult for ordinary Sun Moon cultivators to obtain.

“Yes, Rule Crystals. They can make us stronger, powerful enough to sweep away all the humans here, and even other races that dare to oppose us!”

Teng Li said with a mad grin, his right hand striking swiftly into Wu Zhu’s chest.

Wu Zhu grunted in pain as his entire face began to contort, unbearable pain and fear spreading from the deepest part of his being.

The Rule Crystals in Teng Li’s hand flashed wildly, its blinding light enveloping Wu Zhu completely.

Moments later, Teng Li withdrew his hand and watched as Wu Zhu, now completely transformed into a replica of himself, stood up. Teng Li couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

The transformation, enabled by the Rule Crystals, gave Teng Li the ability to corrupt and distort others’ souls. Wu Zhu had become another version of Teng Li.

Such a transformation did not burden Teng Li at all. Only some distant memories began to blur.

As long as Teng Li could transform dozens of mid-level Sun Moon Realm cultivators, he could shift directly from the shadows into the spotlight. The speed of transformation would accelerate dramatically!

Ultimately, the entire Gla.s.s Realm would be his domain!

Spirit Concealing Lake.

Chen Fei stood beside a vendor selling trinkets, not immediately inquiring but instead observing how other Gla.s.s Clan members conducted their transactions.

After watching for a while, Chen Fei visited several other vendors and gradually formed a clearer picture.

To buy things, one still needed money, but it wasn’t silver, gold, or origin stones—it was rule dust.

Chen Fei tried to slightly break down the Pillar Mountain, extracting a piece of rule dust from his divine powers, which then became a small coin.

However, a single coin had very low purchasing power on the entire street. If Chen Fei wanted to buy trinkets, it would definitely be insufficient.

The Pillar Mountain, composed of six pieces of rule dust, could be restored at a rate of four pieces per hour if 70% was disintegrated. This meant four small coins.

Four coins per hour was actually a decent efficiency.

Chen Fei didn’t consider using force here. Besides the Gla.s.s Clan, he had also seen other alien races on the street.

These aliens, like Chen Fei, were here in Spirit Concealing Lake searching for rare materials.

And none of these alien races seemed to be using any aggressive methods to obtain resources.

Naturally, it wasn’t that these alien races had high moral standards. It’s likely that someone had attempted such methods before, but the results were probably disastrous, leading other alien races to abandon such approaches.

Instead, they all chose to integrate into the city’s life, earning money through various means and then using it to purchase rare materials.

Chen Fei noticed that some alien races were disguising themselves as beggars, sitting at street corners with worn-out bowls for alms.

Though this method seemed a bit peculiar, Chen Fei observed that it was actually quite efficient. Occasionally, Gla.s.s Clan members would toss a few copper coins into these worn-out bowls.

Compared to disintegrating his own divine powers, this method of begging was risk-free.

Besides beggars, Chen Fei also saw alien races working as attendants in taverns and shop a.s.sistants in various stores.

In contrast, Chen Fei’s advantage was that he could generate money himself. Moreover, with the Black Rat’s help, he could directly identify what he truly needed.

Other alien races couldn’t fully identify whether the items they were buying were genuine rare materials or merely distorted vital energy created by the rules.

Chen Fei moved to a nearby alley, continually observing the operations within the city. Meanwhile, the money in his sleeve gradually increased.

As the sky began to darken, Chen Fei noticed a decrease in the number of Gla.s.s Clan members on the streets. The alien beggars picked up their worn-out bowls and headed into the alleyways.

Chen Fei glanced at the darkening sky. With the darkness, a strong sense of foreboding filled his soul.

Clearly, something terrifying was likely to occur in the small city under the cover of night.

Chen Fei decided not to confront the night directly or pursue the beggar aliens. Instead, he made his way to an inn.

During the hours he had spent observing earlier, those alien races had also been observing him, the new human.

If Chen Fei pursued the beggar aliens now, it would likely lead to other complications, and the beggar aliens might even be waiting for him.

As long as he abided by the rules of the city, based on his observations, nothing bad should happen.

Given this, Chen Fei decided to stay at the inn. Unlike other alien races, he had money!

“Sir, are you here for a meal or a room?” The innkeeper greeted Chen Fei warmly.

“A room!” Chen Fei glanced around the inn’s lobby and replied softly.

“Certainly, this way, please.” The innkeeper led Chen Fei forward.

Shortly after, Chen Fei settled into a standard guest room, paying five small coins.

This price was certainly not cheap, as most Sun Moon Realm cultivators didn’t possess five pieces of rule dust. To disintegrate a divine power just to stay for a night would be quite a loss.

The room’s window was tightly shut. Chen Fei watched as the light outside gradually faded, and night enveloped the small city.

“Whoo!”

A night breeze swept through the street, producing a wailing sound, reminiscent of crying or laughing, and also a swallowing noise.

Suddenly, a shadow flitted past the window.

Chen Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed like a living being’s tongue, which was excessively long—perhaps several miles—and covered with numerous forks.

The night in this small city was indeed fraught with inexplicable dangers.

But that was not Chen Fei’s concern. His focus was on acc.u.mulating money.