593 Worship Palace Pavilion! (1/2)
Wang Baole had the overbearing and respectful air of a tycoon as he used the battle credits that he had gained from the game's earnings to purchase numerous cultivation techniques from the Vast Expanse Techniques Chamber. People crowded around him as he began to send each cultivation technique back to the Federation through the teleportation array formation. The Federation was shocked!
Outside the Mercury array formation, Li Xingwen's eyes were about to fall out of their sockets as he stared dazedly at the cultivation techniques appearing one by one from within the brilliantly glowing array formation. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
On the other hand, Duan Muque had begun to feel extremely uneasy ever since the eighteenth cultivation technique was sent back by Wang Baole. As such, he paid close attention to the matter using the projected image of himself that was formed using technology from the Federation.
Right now, Duan Muque quickly turned upon noticing the glow from the teleportation array formation. Initially, he was delighted, but this delight only lasted the time of twenty breaths. When he noticed that one cultivation technique was being sent back every second, his heart trembled.
”Twenty-one, twenty-two…”
”Thirty-seven, thirty-eight…”
”Forty-two, forty-three…”
Those who were similarly shocked were the Federation cultivators who were on guard. Everyone was bewildered by the constant glow from the teleportation array formation and by the number of cultivation techniques that were being sent back. Even though they had seen numerous cultivation techniques being teleported back the past year, it was unbelievable this time, as it had far exceeded the total number that had been teleported back previously!
Amidst the silence, and while Duan Muque sank in astonishment, the process of teleportation continued for the time of a hundred and twenty breaths.
The number of cultivation techniques that were teleported back stood at a hundred and forty!
For the last twenty cultivation techniques, they were all tossed in at one go. Apparently, the person teleporting them back had grown irritated by the slow process…
That scene instantly gripped all the people from the Federation who were viewing the process with shock. They couldn't help but begin to exclaim.
”A hundred and… forty!”
”Are those cultivation techniques? Why do I feel like they are cabbages that can be bought for cheap instead?”
As the exclamations reverberated, Li Xingwen willed himself to remain calm while quickly grabbing the hundred and forty cultivation techniques with his hands. After taking a look at each of them, he carried a peculiar look on his face, one that conveyed that he was unsurprised, before looking towards the bewildered Duan Muque.
”Muque, you should make some preparations. It is very likely that you will have to relinquish your position when Wang Baole returns…”
”They're all from Wang Baole?” Duan Muque trembled. He didn't believe it, and he hurriedly took a look at the cultivation techniques himself. The more he checked, the more awkward he became. He felt a complicated mix of hopelessness and happiness in his heart. In the end, Duan Muque let out a long sigh. He felt that he had really shot himself in the foot. Even after sending Jin Duoming over, Wang Baole still held a huge advantage over him.
”This is something to celebrate. Haha, I look forward to Wang Baole returning and becoming Federation President!” Duan Muque cleared his throat, and a smile appeared on his face. He was extremely heartened, and one wouldn't be able to notice if he were feeling other emotions. At this time, Li Xingwen cleared his throat and reminded Duan Muque.
”In addition to the eighteen cultivation techniques that he sent back previously, this fella had already accumulated a hundred and fifty-eight cultivation techniques…”
When Duan Muque heard Li Xingwen's words, he shuddered.
D*rn it… I have been President for less than ten years… It wouldn't matter as much if I stepped down after accomplishing something significant, but now, it seems like I have been forced to step down… What is this? I will lose face! Duan Muque was anxious. He thought that it was a blessing that he was now a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. Even if he didn't step down, Wang Baole wouldn't be able to eliminate him through battle… However, when he thought about the updates on Wang Baole's combat capabilities sent by the Vast Expanse Dao Palace, Duan Muque lost confidence.
Should I change the system within the Federation before Wang Baole returns? For example, by increasing the number of Noble positions above Secondary Rank Two by ten? Duan Muque sighed. He knew that it wasn't possible to do that, and he began to feel frustrated.
While Duan Muque was sunken deep in frustration, Wang Baole, who was in the public square of the Dao Palace on the ancient greenish-bronze sword, patted his tummy in delight. Even though he couldn't see Duan Muque, he could guess that a dark cloud must be hanging above his head now.
You want to compete against me, Little Duanmu? Do you think over one hundred cultivation techniques marks the end of everything? I am going to do something major. The game of Noble advancement between us hasn't ended! Wang Baole was energized as he arrogantly raised his chin. With the Federation cultivators and Dao Palace disciples around him looking at him in shock, he left the public square and proceeded towards Feng Qiuran's cave abode.
Wang Baole didn't bring the donkey along with him. Other than heading out occasionally to feed, the donkey was now completely immersed in the game. That saved Wang Baole a lot of trouble as well.
As time was tight, it was already almost evening when Wang Baole arrived at Feng Qiuran's cave abode. Zhao Yameng and Kong Dao also rushed to the cave abode after receiving the notification from Wang Baole.