Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 227 - 209 Restrictions, Part 1

After eating.

Zhang Rongfang stood up to leave, bid farewell to Zhang Qingzhi, and returned to his small building to continue practicing the Cultivation of Literature.

After all, even if he didn’t want his cultivation to improve too quickly, he still had to put on an appearance.

The Celestial Venerable’s medical skills were profound; whether he practiced or not might be discerned.

So he had to maintain appearances.

Just returned to the small building.

As soon as Zhang Rongfang entered, he saw Yue Dewen in a corner on the first floor, hands behind his back, admiring his own painting.

"Ah... you’re back?" Yue Dewen stroked his beard, turning to face him with a smile.

"How’s it going? Are you getting used to life recently? Have you quarreled with your fellow disciples? Have you been practicing diligently? Are you eating well?"

"...Where did you learn this tone as if you’re looking after a child...?" Zhang Rongfang was speechless, but he quickly paid his respects.

"Aren’t I just too busy lately? I worry about becoming distant from you. Sharing more emotions would enhance our master-disciple relationship?" Yue Dewen chuckled.

As they spent more time together, his true nature gradually revealed itself.

Unreliable, lazy, loved to brag, show off, and fool around. Enjoyed sneaking up and scaring people from some corner.

All of these habits were seen through by Zhang Rongfang.

Yue Dewen too didn’t bother to hide them anymore.

"Alright, my main business this trip back is about your matter." His previously lighthearted tone suddenly turned serious.

"My matter?" Zhang Rongfang squinted, and a string of guesses flashed in his mind.

"Disciple, what might it be?" he asked, puzzled.

"You tell me," Yue Dewen blew his beard, glaring. "Did you forget you’re still a Spirit Envoy of the Golden Wing Pavilion? This time the Golden Wing Pavilion fared badly, wiped out almost entirely.

The Eastern Sect was purged everywhere, and now nearly all are dead. If I hadn’t pulled you out of it, do you think you could still be here talking nicely?"

"Golden Wing Pavilion wiped out?" Zhang Rongfang’s heart tightened. "What about the Golden Wing Pavilions in various places..."

"Worried about the one in Wushan? No problem, I’ll send someone to have your people switch to our sect. Change clothes and hang a sign, that’s all.

Maintaining a small local branch, surely others will give that face." Clearly, Yue Dewen had thought it through.

"May I ask, Master, about a master in the Eastern Sect named Celestial Maiden Tong Zhang... how is she now?" Zhang Rongfang continued asking promptly.

Regardless, the Celestial Maiden had ultimately handed something to him, and had been kind and helpful before. He had to inquire.

"Celestial Maiden Tong Zhang? Hmm, she successfully reached the Extreme Realm. But now, no one knows where she is. Such matters are none of your concern; that little girl fooled everyone.

Threw out a fake, getting people to fight everywhere. The real thing was sent off God knows where. Heh heh, though not as sharp as me, her mind is something."

Yue Dewen fondly stroked his face.

"The real thing? Master, what is it that so many fought over?" Zhang Rongfang’s heart turned cold as he quickly responded.

He suddenly suspected the thing he got might be crucial for the external struggle.

"It’s a hidden treasure. Someone used the little girl’s name to study countermeasures against Spiritualization, supposedly making progress, which attracted greed.

Yet the top powers didn’t participate, only minor players moved." Yue Dewen chuckled, glancing askew at Zhang Rongfang.

"What? Do you have thoughts about this Tong Zhang? Heard you even shared a bed with her before? Want me to help you, get her back to warm your bed?"

"....." Zhang Rongfang was speechless. What doesn’t this old man know!?

And what does he mean shared a bed? Warm the bed? Does he look like that type?

This is clearly ambiguous, right??

But he remained calm on the surface.

"Master jests. It’s just, as a former Spirit Envoy, I was once cared for by Tong Zhang, so...."

He noticed Yue Dewen’s half-smiling expression, suddenly having a thought.

"Since Master mentioned it, taking her back is impossible. But, could I humbly ask Master to ensure Celestial Maiden Tong Zhang’s safety?"

He knew the plea was unrealistic, the state of the Eastern Sect now was a mess.

But saying it might express gratitude, leaving a good impression, right?

Upon this, Yue Dewen chuckled knowingly.

"Well...." He stroked his beard.

"Of course....."

"For sure...."

"Burp." He burped under Zhang Rongfang’s expectant gaze.

"For sure...."

"No way!"

"..." Zhang Rongfang was speechless.

"Alright, stop thinking about it. The Eastern Sect is now just a drowned dog, anyone can hit it. But to save someone, that’s different in nature. Especially since that girl is a pivotal figure."

Yue Dewen waved his hand.

"Alright..." Zhang Rongfang understood. He wouldn’t insist; such battles were far above him now.

Even if he had fondness for the Celestial Maiden, he was powerless now.

"Also, Disciple has another question to ask."

"Go ahead."

"That is, I’d like to know, after Spiritualization, what enhancements does it actually bring to the body?" It was a long-held curiosity about the mysteries of Spiritualization.

"That, depends on which god was worshipped during Spiritualization." Yue Dewen replied with a smile.

"Which god was worshipped?" Zhang Rongfang keenly grasped the implication, that there was more than one god.

There might even be many.

"Of course, every sect has different gods." Yue Dewen nodded, "Like in our Great Dao Teaching, we revere the Celestial Venerable Yujing. Under the Celestial Venerable are many minor deities."

"Those with the strongest talents can worship the highest deity. Those less talented worship a befitting god. The least talented can accumulate through worship, increasing success rate."

"Maybe, one day fortune smiles and they succeed."

Yue Dewen chuckled.

"You see those often burning incense and praying? Many traditions come from this."

Zhang Rongfang suddenly realized.

"So, there’s this notion as well."

"Indeed, and different sects, with different revered deities, experience different benefits upon successful worship."

"Like in our Great Dao Teaching, focused on restoration and long life. Successful worship extends lifespan more than in other sects, and spiritual connections heal faster than other deities."

Yue Dewen didn’t hold back.

"Faster self-healing? You mean after injuries?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"The time needed for resurrection after being injured and dying once," Yue Dewen explained.

"Under normal circumstances, after Spiritualization, one is absolutely immortal. But once someone dies and then resurrects, it takes roughly a few minutes.

However, the Spiritualization of our Great Dao Teaching can reduce this time to within one-tenth of the original!"

He displayed a proud expression.

"Impressive!!" Zhang Rongfang expressed a look of shock in cooperation.

He wasn’t acting; he was genuinely astonished.

When he killed Iron Daoist back then, he had tested it carefully, and Iron Daoist’s resurrection time was at least within a minute.

And Iron Daoist seemed to originate from the Great Dao Teaching.

Within one-tenth....

If those two Iron Daoists he encountered back then didn’t revive so quickly, he wouldn’t have had to rush off so hurriedly.

"So, don’t overthink it. Your task now is to diligently cultivate the Cultivation of Literature and break through to the later stages of Refining God.

By that time, the success rate of deifying will increase, and given your age, you’ll surely achieve the realm of a Spirit General.

At that time, the world will be yours to traverse." Yue Dewen expressed hope and patted Zhang Rongfang’s shoulder.

"But, disciple is still many years away from the later stage of Refining God. What if troubles arise in these years?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Zhang Rongfang continued.

"Therefore, disciple would also like to inquire, since the Eastern Sect had once been the number one power in the world, and it’s said there was no Spiritualization among them, how did they fend off others with Spiritualization? How did they protect themselves?"

"Martial arts, ah. Below the Spirit General, martial arts have a strong effect. If you can reach the Grandmaster realm, combined with weapons and armor, it’s not a problem to fight against ordinary Spiritual Veins."

Yue Dewen found a place to sit and explained slowly.

"Therefore, martial arts combined with equipped weapons can actually unleash immense power. Apart from becoming injured or dying, its speed and strength are only slightly inferior to the same level of Spiritual Veins."

"But, in the martial arts path, the most formidable is still the Extreme Realm.

The Extreme Realm is a state, the Grandmaster is a level of cultivation, and the two can overlap.

Of course, deification requires sincerity of heart. The Extreme Realm discards everything and remains focused on a single thought, naturally making it impossible to succeed in deifying again.

So, the Extreme Realm and deification are two absolutely incompatible paths."

"Incompatible paths..." Zhang Rongfang pondered thoughtfully.

"Alright, stop overthinking. Train well and don’t let me down." Yue Dewen said seriously and sternly.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

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The vast yellow river roared and tumbled, emitting a deafening sound.

The entire Yellow River resembled a winding yellow dragon, howling in anger, continuously flowing into the distance.

On both sides of the riverbanks were vast and firm yellow rock strata.

Amidst the thunderous sound of rushing water, a white silhouette was swiftly moving on the rocky shore.

Behind the silhouette, two figures in black robes were in relentless pursuit.

"Where can you run?!"

A distinct voice cut through the sound of the water, clearly reaching the ears of the white-clad silhouette ahead.

"Rather than this, why not convey the secret to us? We promise that if you relay it completely, we will preserve the three members of your Eastern Sect!"

Yan Xi’s deep voice continued to drift forward.

The Celestial Maiden Tong Zhang seemed not to hear.

In the state of the Extreme Realm, she felt herself changing every passing second.

All her previous martial arts seemed like moving blocks of brick, now able to be freely combined and arranged.

A multitude of inspirations, never before experienced, flashed like sparks, again and again.

Her martial arts attainment was rapidly strengthening and improving in a swift state.

She could feel that if she maintained this state, perhaps in just a few years, she could step into the realm of the Grandmaster.

But unfortunately....

She lifted her head again and saw two figures with distinct auras appearing at her front right.

These two were a man and a woman, clad in the silver-black outfits representing the main sect of the Black Ten Sect.

The man had a smile like a gentle breeze.

The woman’s tall figure, wielding a knife with a single arm, had a solemn expression.

"Celestial Maiden, the favor my son received from you, one palm five years ago, shall be repaid today," the man proclaimed loudly from afar.

"What’s the point of speaking so much with this kind of demonic heretic? Just cut her down directly!" the one-armed woman said coldly.

"Black Ten Sect...." Tong Zhang glanced at them. In her usual state, she naturally wouldn’t fear these two.

But now...

She suddenly turned and ran wildly in another direction.

She hadn’t run far before two more people appeared in front of her.

Two large, tall black shadows held a bundle of black metal chains in their hands.

"Awaited you long enough, Heavenly Lock Teaching’s Nether Lock..."

One of the two spoke in a deep voice.

Thud.

Tong Zhang finally stopped, going from fast to silent in just a second.

A metallic taste rushed to her throat; she suppressed it with an emotionless expression.

In front, behind, and to the right, there were experts with Spiritual Veins in three directions, six in total.

There was even a Grandmaster among them....

This encirclement, especially now that she was seriously injured, was hard to break from, even in her peak state.

Just at this time and place...

"Stop wasting words, capture her first!" Yan Xi shouted harshly behind.

With a single leap, he sprang up and lunged at Tong Zhang.

Simultaneously, the other five also attacked from different angles, their speed and body techniques varied.

But the force and gust they generated far exceeded the Ninth Grade body technique.

The Celestial Maiden took a deep breath and leaped up to meet them.