Bölüm 735 – 571: Depolama Yüzüğü_1

Bölüm 735 - 571: Depolama Yüzüğü_1

“Can anyone go to the Qianxue State Boundary to study?”

Court Leader Zhou smiled, his expression somewhat complex.

“Naturally, anyone can go to the Qianxue State Boundary; the Nine States are vast, and the ways of heaven are open to all. No one can block the roads of the world, nor can they stop Cultivators from pursuing the Tao.”

“However... whether you can enter a Sect, and whether you can stay there, is another matter.”

Court Leader Zhou sighed, shaking his head.

“The Qianxue State Boundary is governed by the strong and the talented.”

“There are countless disciples within the Sects there, all of them the cream of the crop from various states. Some are descendants of aristocratic families, carrying boundless resources; others are geniuses with peerless spiritual roots, possessing heaven-defying talents.”

“Without a cultivation base of Foundation Establishment before the age of twenty, without a certain level of talent, and without enough Spirit Stones for tuition... even if you manage to enter through some connection, you will only be looked down upon, treated as an outsider, and ultimately forced to leave in disgrace.”

Mo Hua listened quietly, his heart sinking slightly.

Foundation Establishment before twenty...

With his current cultivation speed, although it was not slow, reaching Foundation Establishment before twenty still felt like a distant goal.

And spirit roots...

He only had a mediocre spiritual root.

As for Spirit Stones... he had some right now, but compared to the bottomless pit of a major Sect in the Qianxue State Boundary, it was probably just a drop in the bucket.

Seeing Mo Hua silent, Court Leader Zhou thought the child was discouraged, so he patted his head and encouraged him gently:

“Mo Hua, you don’t need to worry about these things for now.”

“You are still young, and your Formations talent is exceptional. Master your Formations well, lay down a solid foundation, and when you grow up a bit more, and your cultivation level rises, you can naturally consider these things.”

Mo Hua looked up, forced a smile, and nodded.

“I understand, Court Leader Zhou.”

After leaving the Taoist Court, Mo Hua walked slowly along the bluestone path, his thoughts drifting far away.

He wasn’t truly discouraged, but rather felt a sense of urgency.

Master had left him with too little time.

The Qianxue State Boundary... he had to go.

Even if the threshold was high, even if the geniuses gathered there like clouds, he still had to go and take a look.

Because that was where the true answers to Formations lay, and perhaps, the clues to his master’s past.

Returning to his small courtyard, Mo Hua sat at the stone table, taking out the various items he had obtained recently.

Aside from the map of Qian State, the most eye-catching was the storage ring he had taken from the evil cultivator.

The storage ring was dark green, carved with intricate patterns, and emanated a faint spiritual fluctuation.

Unlike ordinary storage bags, which were made of beast skin and fabric, a storage ring was refined from rare ores and spatial stones, possessing a much larger and more stable internal space.

Only Foundation Establishment cultivators, or those with deep pockets and high status among Qi Refining cultivators, could afford such an item.

Mo Hua held the storage ring in his palm, feeling its cool, smooth texture.

He had tried to inspect it earlier, but the spiritual imprint left by its original owner was still active, blocking his divine sense.

The evil cultivator was already dead, but a lingering trace of spiritual consciousness remained attached to the ring.

Mo Hua frowned slightly.

To break a spiritual imprint, one usually needed a powerful divine sense to forcefully crush it, or use specialized secret techniques to slowly wear it down.

His cultivation was only at the Qi Refining realm, but his divine sense... had always been unusually strong, far surpassing ordinary cultivators of the same realm.

Could he break it?

Mo Hua decided to give it a try.

He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and gathered his divine sense into an invisible needle, directing it toward the dark green storage ring in his hand.

*Buzz...*

The storage ring trembled slightly.

A faint resistance arose from within the ring, pushing back against Mo Hua’s divine sense like an invisible ripple on the surface of water.

Mo Hua didn't panic. He steadied his mind, channeled his divine sense more steadily, and pressed forward relentlessly.

*Crack.*

A subtle sound, like the breaking of a thin thread, echoed in his mind.

The resistance vanished instantly.

Mo Hua’s divine sense smoothly poured into the interior of the storage ring.

Inside was a space much larger than any storage bag he had ever seen—roughly the size of a small room.

Neatly stacked inside were various items: piles of gleaming Spirit Stones, several jade slips, a few bottles of medicinal pills, and a couple of spare robes.

Mo Hua’s gaze swept past the Spirit Stones and pills, landing directly on the jade slips.

For a cultivator, manuals, techniques, and records contained within jade slips were always far more valuable than mere wealth.

He flicked his wrist, and the jade slips floated out of the storage ring, landing gently on the stone table.