354: Chapter 298 354: Chapter 298 Jiang Tang consolidated his cultivation, and with the addition of this remnant soul, he felt different from the usual low-priced cultivation.
Previously, when cultivating, he thought that reaching a higher level would allow him to step onto the Path of Cultivation and that traveling further would enable him to ascend.
In his years of cultivation, he had come to understand many principles, and it was in each dangerous encounter and subsequent stroke of luck that he learned cultivation was fraught with peril.
Without extraordinary cultivation practices, it was incredibly difficult to come across serendipitous opportunities.
For people like him, without any backing, if they did not have a Golden Finger, it was conceivable that ascension would be impossible.
Today, Jiang Tang truly realized that to become a true Great Power Holder, his mana was boundless.
Yet before he could ascend, his body had already begun to exude a hint of Immortal Qi.
Just like now, the touch of Immortal Qi in his body could determine how much stronger his physique would become, making ascension even more hopeful for the future.
Since Jiang Tang started cultivating, he understood that the days and months of a cultivator could not be predicted, as he now had a lifespan of over 3,000 years.
In those more than 3,000 years, there would surely be an opportunity to ascend!
He did not want to end up like those legends who reached the peak of the Mahayana Realm only to fail to advance to higher levels of cultivation and die, turning into a speck of dust.
It had been over ten thousand years since anyone had ascended.
What could be the reason for this?
Had the Heavenly Realm collapsed, leaving no Immortals in the heavens?
But if there were no Immortals in heaven, then why did the sun and moon continue their courses, with time invariably changing?
Jiang Tang believed in the existence of Immortals in the heavens, and there might also be cultivators like him who sought ascension.
As long as one was willing to put in the effort, there would surely come a day when becoming an Immortal was within reach.
He now had this confidence.
Jiang Tang encouraged himself, his face full of confidence and a self-assured smile on his lips.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the people around him were still cultivating.
Jiang Tang did not disturb them, instead he propelled his flying arrows, flying at high speed.
As their flying arrows soared, some other cultivators who were cultivating in the splendor of Immortal Qi had already noticed that the previous Immortal Qi had vanished.
This time, absorbing Immortal Qi was also a fortunate encounter for these cultivators, and they hadn’t expected it to disappear so quickly.
Some were reluctant to let go and wanted to pursue it.
But their magic artifacts were not fast enough to keep up.
They could only watch the Great Power Holder depart, feeling helpless and reluctant as this serendipitous encounter would benefit them for life, and the news spread throughout the Martial World.
That a Great Power Holder could exude Immortal Qi during cultivation was a rare opportunity.
Whoever encountered such luck could strive less for decades or even benefit for a lifetime, achieving higher realms of cultivation.
Some Great Power Holders above the Spirit Mansion level heard about the news spreading in the Martial World and didn’t believe it at all, considering it to be false.
They all believed they were the strongest, and none of them had Immortal Qi.
Spiritual Energy was different from Immortal Qi, which would radiate colorful luminance.
During someone’s cultivation or general levelling up, colorful light would be emitted.
This was only a legend, and no one believed the word-of-mouth stories circulating in the Martial World were true.
Yet, some thought about trying their luck, as eternal seclusion wouldn’t accelerate the increase in cultivation.
Drinking Supreme Elixirs on the streets could only slightly enhance their cultivation; to ascend rapidly required much more effort.
Jiang Tang was unaware that due to his recent increase in cultivation and the colorful light emanating from his body, he had benefited many people and had also drawn even more Great Power Holders from the Martial World.
As such, the waters of the Martial World became even murkier.
The recluses and Great Power Holders had come out.
Would those with weak cultivation dare to be so rampant now?
Far away at the coast of Yun City, a large ship awaited the news of victory, only to receive word that their entire force had been annihilated.
For the ambitious, this was a devastating blow.
These people wore distinct attire—wide samurai garb in shades of gray and black, with a covering over their heads.
Though tall and stout, they were not tall.
Speaking in a foreign language, they roughly meant that the people who had come to Ancient Xia Country were annihilated, but they would not give up.
The leader then ordered his subordinates to take over an island near Ancient Xia Country and advance covertly towards the coast of Ancient Xia Country, infiltrating unsuspectingly, while maintaining contact with those inside Stock Price Country.
This time, the leader was not as reckless.
His ambition was not limited to a single island; he aimed to conquer the entire Ancient Xia Country.
The ship arrived at an island, not an uninhabited one—there were residents on the island.
The residents were not ordinary; they were bona fide pirates of the seas.
Seeing a ship approaching the shore, the pirates armed themselves, ready to fight off the intruders.
Violence erupted between the pirates and the people from the ship.
The ship was outfitted with concealed cannons firing strategically at populated areas.
The pirates on land were no pushovers either; they had established roots on the island and had ways to survive.
When the ship’s cannons landed on the shore, some people were injured, but it was merely an underestimation of the people aboard the ship.
“Damn, who are those people?
They have hidden cannons?
We’re not vegetarians here either; let’s give them a taste of our own,” the pirate boss on the shore ordered his subordinates to fire their big cannons at the approaching ship.
The ship’s artillery barraged the shore, kicking up dirt and dust and launching people violently into the air, to tumble and disintegrate into ashes.
The cannons from the shore struck the ship, hitting the cabin, and water began pouring into the hold.
The people on the ship jumped overboard, abandoning ship.
They used this tactic to become invisible under the sea, waiting for the right moment to come ashore.
The big ship was hit several more times, teetering as if about to sink in flames.