The process of converting contribution points into cultivation strength began.
Lu Ding took out his phone.
Opened the 749 Bureau app.
Holding 5,900 contribution points—nearly six thousand!
He had to spend them, had to pick the most expensive options!!!
Lu Ding immediately selected what he'd vaguely considered before when buying the Millennium White—the Pro Max enhanced version, the Ten Thousand Year White!
[Ten Thousand Year White]
[On spirit-gathering mountains, morning dew accumulates from top to bottom, condensing in deep valleys, taking a millennium to form—this is the Millennium White. After another millennium, it gains sentience; a millennium to grow eyes, a millennium to form a mouth... Finally surviving heavenly tribulations, its spirit ascends...]
[This shed form becomes the Ten Thousand Year White]
[Consumption enhances cultivation, purifies the three souls and seven spirits, increases spiritual resonance]
This was the benefit of joining the 749 Bureau.
Where else could one find such treasures?
Even if obtained elsewhere,
ordinary people couldn't possibly enjoy them.
These things only appear before those at the Heavenly Perception realm.
Earth Observation? Si Ming? Not even qualified.
But the 749 Bureau was different—a nation supporting an organization.
Collecting treasures from all corners,
then gathering them together.
No empty promises here.
If you have ability, they guarantee channels to spend.
If you accomplish missions, you'll receive tangible rewards.
Not an ounce of falsehood, no empty checks.
And your gains will always exceed your contributions.
The world's treasures are finite—each consumption reduces them.
What traps individuals or factions isn't lack of ability,
But having ability with nowhere to apply it, effort that can't be exchanged for desired rewards.
Compared to external factions,
The Great Han's 749 Bureau is truly a Qi Refiner's paradise.
Reading the Ten Thousand Year White's description,
Lu Ding swallowed hard.
Though still essentially a radish,
the Millennium White's taste, texture, and effects had been exceptional.
This Pro Max version would undoubtedly be better.
Money's meant to be spent—let's taste this luxury and see what's up!!
delivery notification arrived.
Lu Ding received the package.
Unlike previous casual packaging,
this came in an exquisite wooden box.
Opening it released overwhelming medicinal fragrance,
with visible faint aurora lights drifting with the aroma.
One whiff refreshed mind and spirit,
another loosened cultivation barriers.
Only Lu Ding's current realm could handle this—
a Spiritual Sea cultivator might advance realms just from the scent.
This thought flashing through Lu Ding's mind
became impossible to dismiss.
Examining the Ten Thousand Year White, though similarly radish-shaped as its millennium version, it bore faint facial features,
but lacked the radish greens.
Nothing could stump Lu Ding.
With a gesture, the Coffin Girl handed him a blade.
Gripping the razor-sharp Blood Frost,
Lu Ding peeled the Ten Thousand Year White.
Saving the peel for Feifan—
that guy had surely never tasted such luxury.
Peeling didn't diminish the main prize.
Good things must be shared with brothers!!
After sealing the peels in the wooden box,
he sheathed the blade in the red coffin,
then took his first bite!
Crisp texture stimulated his palate,
juices bursting forth.
Spiritual energy surged violently within.
Internal space transformed instantly—
Linghai's surface rippled under gentle breezes,
Divine Palace structures echoed with celestial music,
The Si Ming deity slowly opened its eyes.
Within Jade Capital's Divine Palace,
ethereal figures ascended with the heavenly melodies.
Graceful forms, immortal elegance,
divine light illuminating palaces,
sacred notes swirling around jade beams.
Colored ribbons swept past,
trailing elegant arcs.
This familiar, divine spectacle
suddenly reminded Lu Ding of the Flying Celestial Maidens!
"Indeed, premium effects require premium spending!!"
His usual two or three thousand contribution points
could never buy such spectacle.
Five thousand worked wonders!
Even came with audio!!
Skies divided north-south,
six and seven stars interweaving,
casting stellar radiance upon Si Ming's true form.
Lu Ding's realm skyrocketed.
The overwhelming medicinal power
and converging spiritual energy
propelled him to Si Ming's fourth layer
Flying Celestial Maidens circled palaces,
scattering golden motes—
the Ten Thousand Year White's purest essence.
Si Ming's avatar absorbed these,
its form growing with Lu Ding's advancing realm,
power and presence intensifying palpably.
Time passed minute by minute.
BOOM—fifth layer breached.
Now Lu Ding entered deep cultivation,
barely aware of external events.
as he broke through to fifth layer,
a silver beam erupted from Si Ming's form,
gradually illuminating
precisely where Polaris should shine.
Lu Ding's advancement continued,
the pillar stretching higher,
closer to the heavenly canopy!!!
Mystical energy swirled around him,
bronze talismans materializing from void,
As the process completed,
sixth layer momentum emerged!
At the breakthrough moment—CRACK!!!
Ten Thousand Year White's essence merged with his energy,
the Sin Dragon leading the charge,
directly storming into Si Ming's sixth layer.
The heavenly beam simultaneously
reached the firmament,
branding a silver point.
Si Ming's avatar stood,
ascending with the light,
taking celestial throne.
Lu Ding suddenly comprehended:
Henceforth, when manifesting Si Ming's form
Polaris's light would illuminate his path,
and Si Ming's avatar would descend
amidst its radiance!!
why his Si Ming form was called Great Black Heaven's Calamity—
stars only appear at night.
When darkness envelops the world,
it serves as guiding Polaris,
the sole, brightest stellar light in the blackness!!
Overall, Lu Ding's combat power
had increased substantially!
That was one key point.
When summoning Si Ming's avatar,
heavens shift, stars revolve,
all things shrouded in darkness—
only it remains as light!
while enemies witness
Black Heaven's Calamity—
slaying without redemption,
Considering all elements—
the light, the hundred-meter colossus—
something felt oddly familiar.
Thankfully no "Cha!" sound effect accompanied the summoning,
or someone might sue Lu Ding
for copyright infringement.
Gazing skyward, Lu Ding mused:
"The True Martial Emperor's throne...
occupied by my Si Ming... this..."