Chapter 345 (1/2)
Name : Zhang Dong
Affiliation : Zhang Clan, United Element Sect
Spirit Points : 450
Cultivation Base Qi :
Foundation Establishment [ Middle Stage 2 %] [ True Divine Golden Lightning Foundation]
Cultivation Base Body :
Foundation Establishment [ Middle Stage 87%] ( Silver Body+ )
Techniques :
True Divine Lightning Path Cultivation Art, Golden Body Arts, Thunderlight Sword, Thunder Movement Art...
Dao :
Dao of Heavenly Lightning, Dao of Smithing and Crafting...
Other :
Senior Aura, Impartation of Knowledge, Mentor's Eyes...
Zhang Dong glanced at his system screen which showed him his status. He felt like he was back to the beginning where this screen actually mattered a lot. Through the years his progress had slowed down and he focused more on understanding the Dao himself instead of blindly using this system.
It was still a great tool to be equipped with. The system was able to scan his body and the bodies of others. Thus it allowed him to prepare strategies to counter some opponents even on the fly.
If he was an average cultivator and with all these improved materials he would easily reach the great circle level, maybe even achieve the core formation-level if he really wanted to force it.
His cultivation technique had improved and paired with his increased soul power he was barely able to push it into the middle stage.
His foundation pillars expanded in number and each one was as large and girthy as the first one. With them giving him power he felt like no one below the Martial Grandmaster really would be able to contend with him.
There was nothing left in the spatial rings that was worthwhile besides the less valuable white tiger clan fighting techniques. The only use that he could have for them would be selling them at an auction house after he got out of this sect. There was not much that the disciples could trade in here and cultivation techniques were not one of them.
This sect mostly forced their disciples to abandon their old ways and be reforged in the dao of lightning. This was also why they only took in people below the Martial Master realm. Before this realm, the young disciples were more flexible.
They would look down on the ones that somehow used more unique techniques that were not approved by the sect. This was only a limit for the Qi cultivation, the one concerning the body was laxer.
His own body refining technique that made his body similar to metal was actually quite beneficial towards his lightning cultivation. It transferred and absorbed electricity quite well with the help of his Lightning Dao; he was almost virtually immune to these energies.
The only way for him to receive damage from lightning attacks would be if a cultivator's Dao of Lightning was above his own. This was not something that was very feasible as he had upgraded it past this world's set limits.
Even with the help of his system, he was unable to push past the Immortal great circle level. Was this something set up by the creator of the system on purpose or was it the actual limit of the person that made it?
'No use worrying about it, for now, I need to focus on one thing at a time, I need more information about that contest and to sign up.'
The small mountain of spirit stones had decreased as he had used some of them to push his cultivation further. He had left some for payment, if there was a competition like this, the people that did not have any backing would probably need to give something up to participate.
He had spent one whole day in this cultivation cave and only after a week would his new 'master' come to bother him. Before he could be asked to become some old fart's disciple he needed to win that competition. Only then would he be allowed to enter the inner sect and try his luck at that large lightning rod of a tower.
The entrance to this cultivation cave had a large round door. He gave it a push and he could already feel that anyone below the Martial Master level would have a hard time opening this thing.
After the door swung open he was greeted by a cold breeze. The air around here was cold and rather thin, this made it a harsh environment to live for the mortals working here.
With a little step, he descended from this cultivation abode. It was quite high up as well, reaching it without good climbing skills or a flying boat would be hard for the average disciple.
On the ground, he was seen by some of the sect elders. There were a few Martial Master's keeping watch. They were all mostly composed of older outer sect disciples that didn't have luck in reaching the Martial Grandmaster realm.
The youngsters with more skills didn't bother with earning coins or spirit stones this way. This was just one of the many jobs that the sect offered to their disciples. It was a meager-paying job but for the ones, with not much skill it was a way to get by.
”Greetings senior.”