Chapter 17
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nCompared to the huge Empyrean Sword Sect more than three thousand mils away, Qingshan Town was just an inconspicuous small town.
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nThe sun was rising, bathing the land in its rays.
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nA beggar covered in frostbite sat at the gate of the dilapidated temple. His clothes were tattered and his entire body emitted a sour smell. He scratched his hair that had not been washed for a long period of time.
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nHe looked worse than any other beggar.
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nHowever, if anyone could get close enough to look closely into his eyes, they would find a sense of authority that encompassed everything.
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nThe beggar was not as simple as he looked.
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nHe was Murong Xuan, the Deputy Mountain Lord of the Taichu Mountain, one of the top 10 sects in the entire Fantasy Continent.
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nHis cultivation had long reached the terrifying True Emperor Realm.
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nIt could be said that in this fantasy world, Murong Xuan was ranked at the top in terms of status and strength.
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nHowever, with such terrifying strength and noble status, he had an unknown quirk.
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nWhen he was young, he came from a poor family.
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nOn the path of cultivation, he had obtained the help of a benefactor which led him to his current achievements.
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nTherefore, in his free time, Murong Xuan would disguise as a beggar covered in sores, and roam around in an inconspicuous town.
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nIf someone helped him sincerely, even though he had transformed into a beggar, he would give that person a supreme opportunity.
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n“Please, kind sir, give me something to eat. I haven’t eaten for days.”
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nMurong Xuan hugged the legs of a passerby and pretended to beg.
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n“Get lost! Stinky beggar, if you want to die, get lost! Don’t infect me with your rotten sores!”
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nA passerby kicked him away and cursed.
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nAfter being kicked by a mortal, Murong Xuan was neither sad nor happy.
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nHowever, he thought to himself, This person has no opportunity.
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nFinding good people and giving them opportunities gave Murong Xuan joy.
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nIt was one of his joys to transform into a beggar at the bottom of the hierarchy and experience the coldness and warmth of the world.
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nAt this moment, the fragrance of steamed buns wafted into Murong Xuan’s nose.
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n“Eat this.”
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nLooking up, he saw Shen Ran’s eyes filled with pity.
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n“Your sores look so bad. If you don’t treat them soon, I’m afraid you won’t survive the coming winter.”
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nMurong Xuan took the steamed bun. Shen Ran took out a few coins and handed them to him.
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n“Take this money to buy some medicine.”
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n“Thank you, kind master.”
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nMurong Xuan grabbed the steamed buns and coins and thanked Shen Ran feelingly.
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nShen Ran shook his head gently and turned to leave.
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nAt the same time, he sighed. “It’s not easy to survive in this world.”
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nShen Ran was also lamenting in his heart, Could it be that it’s not the ninth day of the first lunar month today? Did I remember the wrong day? This is already the eleventh beggar I saved. Why haven’t I met the person in the narrative who can give me an opportunity after the good deed?
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n“Young man, please wait!”
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nAt that moment, the river of time seemed to stop flowing.
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nAll the sounds in the world disappeared.
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nThe wind stopped. On the road, passersby stopped in mid-step.
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nAn extremely dignified voice sounded behind Shen Ran.
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n“Here we go!”
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nShen Ran suppressed his excitement and slowly turned around.
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nThe beggar who was sitting on the ground with rotten sores all over his body had disappeared.
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nIn its place was a tall figure covered in resplendent colors. Just by standing there, he was illuminated by divine light and surrounded by various phenomena like fairies reciting poems.
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nThat person’s expression was calm, but he had a dignified aura.
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nI’m nowhere near him now!
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nAs soon as his gaze rested on this person, this thought appeared in Shen Ran’s mind.
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nHe had obtained all kinds of talents and the Azure Supreme Thearch inheritance. He felt his narrative becoming real.
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n“I am the Heavenly Venerate, Immeasurable Fortune.”
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nMurong Xuan spoke slowly, his voice as loud as the nine heavens.
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nHis words suddenly sounded in his ears. Shen Ran felt enlightened and hurriedly bowed respectfully. “Greetings, True Emperor. I’m Shen Ran!”
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nHe’s actually a True Emperor Realm expert!
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nMurong Xuan’s short words stirred up a storm in Shen Ran’s heart.
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nOne had to know that other than the Azure Supreme who had once reached the half-step Great Freedom Realm, the True Emperor Realm was the peak of all cultivators!
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nEvery True Emperor Realm expert was the top of the world!
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nShen Ran must not be in the least bit careless in his attitude.
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nSeeing that Shen Ran was so humble, Murong Xuan nodded slightly. “Shen Ran, I see that you are kind-hearted and are willing to help the weak. You have the heart of a pure child and are a person fated with me. I will give you the blessing of the God of Blessing, allowing your cultivation speed to increase by three times and help you rise in your cultivation path. I hope that you will not lose your pure heart in the future and be a kind person.”
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nAs he spoke, Murong Xuan had already reached out and gently stroked Shen Ran’s head.
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nHe muttered, “Fortune as a guide, fortune descends from the sky. Blessings of the God of Blessing!”
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n“Buzz!”
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nShen Ran immediately felt an extremely warm power flowing into his body through Murong Xuan’s palm.
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nIn his body, the Supreme Bones, Pangu Sacred Body, Ancient Immortal Eyes, and Heavenly Spirit Root became active at the same time, fighting to absorb the warm current.
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nShen Ran could feel that his cultivation talent was evolving crazily.
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nIs this the blessing from the God of Blessing? Shen Ran sighed inwardly.
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nNot long after, all his top-notch talents were 50% stronger than before.
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nThis meant that Shen Ran’s future breakthrough speed could increase by 50%!
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nThinking of how the True Emperor had said that he could increase his cultivation speed by three times, Shen Ran was extremely excited.
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nAt that moment, the warmth that had poured into his body disappeared.
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n“Didn’t you say that you would increase my cultivation speed by three times? Why did the warm current disappear after only increasing it by 50%?”
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nShen Ran was dumbfounded and looked at Murong Xuan blankly.
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nThe True Emperor can also lie?
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nHe did not know that Murong Xuan was equally embarrassed.
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nThe so-called blessing of the Blessing of the God was Murong Xuan stimulating Shen Ran’s potential by injecting his spiritual energy into his body.
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nThe moment he touched Shen Ran’s head, he realized that the former had an extremely terrifying cultivation talent.
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nThe stronger the cultivation talent, the more spiritual energy it would consume to stimulate their potential!
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nWhen he injected spiritual energy into Shen Ran just now, Murong Xuan had already injected a third of his cultivation into him.
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nUnexpectedly, he had underestimated Shen Ran’s talent and only increased his cultivation speed by 50%.
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nFacing Shen Ran’s puzzled gaze, Murong Xuan blushed and poured almost all the spiritual energy in his body into Shen Ran.
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nWarmth filled his head again.
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nShen Ran’s cultivation talent continued to increase.
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nSeventy percent…
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nEighty percent…
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nDouble!
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nThen the warmth inside him vanished again.
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n“My cultivation speed still hasn’t increased by three times. It has only increased by two times.”
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nShen Ran looked up blankly and realized that Murong Xuan was no longer in front of him.
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nAt this moment, Murong Xuan had already moved thousands of miles away with the spiritual energy he had just left for himself.
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n“It’s too embarrassing! It’s too embarrassing! If I had known that this kid’s cultivation talent was so terrifying, I wouldn’t have said that I could increase his cultivation speed by three times! I didn’t expect that I had to use almost all the spiritual energy in my body to barely double his cultivation speed. I hope he doesn’t remember my name. Otherwise, how awkward would it be when I see him in the future?”
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