Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 132 - 105 Shamen Island: Cursing to Death an Innate! [Seeking Monthly Pass!]

Chapter 132: Chapter 105 Shamen Island: Cursing to Death an Innate! [Seeking Monthly Pass!]

Azure seas, sapphire skies.

The Qingshan navigated through heaven and earth, heading directly westward.

According to the map, White Jade Island lay thirty thousand nautical miles from the eastern shoreline of the mainland. Even with the Qingshan sailing non-stop day and night, the journey would still take three to four months.

However, along the way, there were two priorities: avoiding storms and replenishing supplies such as water, grain, vegetables, fruits, and so forth on nearby islands, which would add delays. Overall, the voyage was estimated to take about six months to reach the western coast of the mainland.

"Six months."

"Once we arrive, I’ll quickly find a place to settle down and return to a normal rhythm."

Inside his quarters, Chen Jichuan took out the simplified maps he had purchased in recent years, including a basic map of the mainland’s districts, and began calculating in his mind.

Six years.

At first, when he was in Jade Spring Mountain under the watchful eyes of Yus Chengbo and Wuk Yuan Immortal Master, it was difficult for Chen Jichuan to disappear for prolonged periods from reality.

Later on White Jade Island, he became entangled with the Jade Spring Pill Pavilion, making it just as difficult to vanish for months at a time.

Helpless.

Chen Jichuan could only sit idly in reality for as long as six days.

Now that he had left Jade Spring Island and White Jade Island, boarding the Qingshan, he suddenly felt a liberating sense of escape from his previous constraints.

But he still needed to wait another six months.

"Perfect time to retreat into practice, transforming the Inner Strength of the ’Herb and Tree Formulas’ into the Inner Strength of the ’Sword Map,’ and then bridging it with the Inner Strength of the ’Primordial Skill.’ By the time we arrive on the shore, the transformation should be complete, and I can start preparing for breakthroughs into Innate, dark strength, and Soul Emergence."

Closing up the map and district diagram, anticipation welled within Chen Jichuan.

Switching cultivation techniques was no simple task.

The transformation of Inner Strength attributes, the redirection of meridian pathways, and adjusting countless finer details, along with changing habitual practices and understanding cultivation-specific nuances, all demanded significant time and effort.

Post-transformation, there was the inevitable loss of Inner Strength, which would lead to a regression in cultivation.

Thus.

Most cultivators opted for "one path to the end," unless encountering techniques vastly superior to their current ones; otherwise, they rarely switched cultivation methods.

Chen Jichuan, however, had greater flexibility.

He had previously practiced the "Sword Map," cultivating it for decades—already well-versed in its intricacies and the numerous critical points during the early stages.

Even if Inner Strength was lost, he could directly bridge using the Inner Strength from "Primordial Skill," which would likely increase rather than decrease his cultivation level.

The only challenge would be establishing new energy flow pathways, which would consume some time.

Nonetheless, it remained manageable.

Clearing his mind of distractions.

Focusing on cultivation.

Day by day, time passed.

The Qingshan, riding the wind and breaking the waves, carried on its journey. Each day, Chen Jichuan practiced the "Sword Map," cultivated dark strength, and strengthened his Divine Soul. Due to environmental limitations, destructive Magic techniques could not be practiced, and swordsmanship training was also restricted.

Thus, he unexpectedly found himself with considerable free time.

After completing his daily exercises, Chen Jichuan often went up to the deck to gaze at the starry sky, alleviating the confinement of the ship’s cabin.

It was quite enjoyable.

The Qingshan was of considerable size, divided into three layers: upper, middle, and lower. Beyond the crew, there were around a hundred passengers aboard.

Some were people who had made their fortunes overseas and were preparing to return to the mainland to live a few prosperous years as wealthy individuals.

Others were cultivators with notable achievements but had lost hope in Qi Refinement, intending to struggle ambitiously in the mortal realm and strive for fame in their lifetimes.

Then there were those like Chen Jichuan who told Yus Chengbo a fabricated story of returning home for familial visits.

These individuals had crossed the seas seeking immortality and wisdom, fortunate enough to join the Immortal Sect and achieve some success. In the end, bonds of kinship were hard to sever, and thus they returned to visit, leaving behind silver taels, talismans, and similar protections to ensure their families enjoyed lasting safety and peace.

The last two groups were mostly Innate-level cultivators.

Many others were stuck at the Postnatal Limit, with Inner Strength at the Sixth Layer.

The Qingshan did not originate from White Jade Island. Both before and after arriving there, it had picked up numerous passengers.

The passengers hailed from various parts of the Mysterious Nether Sea and mainland regions.

During his time on the ship, Chen Jichuan often engaged in conversation with these people.

One purpose was to exchange cultivation insights, sparking inspiration.

Spending too much time confined to the cabin could stifle creativity, hindering cultivation. Interaction with others served to expand his mental horizons.

The other reason.

Was to gather information about the mainland.

Finding out which regions were safer or which had higher concentrations of masters.

This way, upon arrival, it would be easier to locate a suitable location to settle down.

He also overheard plenty of news about the Mysterious Nether Sea, gaining deeper insight into the overseas cultivation world.

Time flowed onward.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

The Qingshan continued its intermittent journey.

Finally.

A sea island appeared in view ahead; beyond the island, the endless, meandering mainland coastline came into sight.

Chen Jichuan gazed into the distance, his heart surging with joy: "We’ve arrived!"

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"The Qingshan will only take us to the ’Shamen Island’ ahead. If we want to reach the mainland, we’ll need to hire another vessel."

"Mr. Chen, have you decided where to go? If our routes align, why not hire a ship together? It’d be good to have mutual support along the way."

Qian Jibang looked at Chen Jichuan and proposed. freēwēbnovel.com

Beside him, Qian Jimin nodded in agreement: "Big Brother is right. This ship is full of suspicious characters. Each one returning from the voyage has ulterior motives—to reach Shamen Island and ambush us, robbing us of our wealth and belongings."

Qian Jibang and Qian Jimin were brothers.

The two hailed from Fengyuan Island in the Mysterious Nether Sea and had apprenticed under a Loose Cultivator Innate.

This return trip was to "return in splendor," delivering silver taels and jewels to their families before heading back to the Mysterious Nether Sea.

On the ship, Chen Jichuan had exchanged swordsmanship insights with the brothers, maintaining a seemingly amicable relationship.

Now that the disembarkation was near, the two had come to invite Chen Jichuan along.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Mr. Qian."

"However, after half a year of sea travel, I’m truly worn out. Upon disembarking, I plan to stay on Shamen Island for a while to recover before deciding my next steps."

Chen Jichuan politely declined.

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