Shennong Dao Master

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In the secret estate of Dongyang County in the real world, Zhao Xing leisurely woke up.

"That's right, brother, five treasures!"

"That dimwit bird is truly awesome, this trip was worth it!"

Zhao Xing couldn't stop grinning when he saw the five treasures.

The Dream Palace was truly a place beyond his expectations.

He never imagined there would be so many good things here.

Moreover, he encountered that dimwit bird, an unreliable guardian, who broke the rules of the Dream World, risking everything to send Da Li's treasures away, just to exchange for freedom.

"With the Yuan Yin Holy Scripture in hand, one seal, two guards, three attacks, four requests, even when facing a high-grade priest, I still have the ability to save my life. If I'm willing to sacrifice this treasure, I can completely obliterate a high-grade priest!" Zhao Xing thought to himself.

The Yuan Yin Holy Scripture is strong because it can be used for regular spellcasting or as a one-time consumable.

Currently, in the Military Realm of Great Zhou, there are no ninth-rank treasures for sale.

Even if there were, Zhao Xing couldn't buy them or afford them.

The second-stage rewards promised by Liu Tian Ning haven't arrived yet, and even if they do, they are designated for specific purposes, not for buying such luxurious treasures.

Because it's not Lao Liu's money, he just allocated it, specifically for cultivation, or nurturing plant species, or researching spells, learning spells of the Self Sect.

"With the Yuan Yin Holy Scripture in hand, my chances of survival have greatly increased. Facing high-grade, as long as it's not a siege by a large army or a first-class powerhouse, I still have a good chance to escape."

As for the third-rank?

Without the Yuan Yin Holy Scripture, Mr. Zhao's own strength wouldn't fear ordinary third ranks except for priests.

With the Yuan Yin Holy Scripture, he was confident in killing ordinary third-rank priests.

Geniuses aren't within the scope of discussion; the limits of geniuses are too high. Like Lao Liu, a third rank, who can't be judged by average standards.

"There's also the eighth-order top-grade soul armor and the three new Seasonal Orders I obtained."

"When I was at the fifth rank, I could only utilize one percent of the power of these Seasonal Orders."

"Now, I should be able to utilize about thirty to fifty percent of them."

Zhao Xing sensed a bit and came up with a rough estimate, which was similar to what the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Bird had said.

Of course, to reach fifty percent power, he would need some time to get accustomed to it.

After all, it wasn't his own realm and required a process of familiarization and practice.

After seeing the treasures, Zhao Xing, as usual, entered the dream to review.

Because he felt that there was something wrong with the state of the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Bird.

He was always on guard against any ulterior motives from the dimwit bird.

"Last time we made a contract, we both swore by cause and effect to do our best, but this dimwit bird still had a way out, initially unwilling to agree. Either the contract benefits it and has room for manipulation, or it can violate it."

"Indeed, it can even break the rules of the Dream Palace. I must be more vigilant in the future." Zhao Xing thought to himself.

For now, it seems the Heavenly Destiny Mysterious Bird has no reason to harm him.

Of course, one cannot be too careful.

Mr. Zhao was not accustomed to putting his life and death in someone else's hands.

"Hmm? Its state was not quite right when it left and then returned." Zhao Xing reviewed, suddenly noticing some abnormal places.

"When it gave me the treasures, it referred to itself as 'this seat' at one moment and 'I' at another; its voice and even demeanor had subtle changes."

"Is this schizophrenia? A side effect of taking too many treasures and breaking rules?"

"Or is this its true nature?" Zhao Xing pondered.

The breakthrough from the war soul of mechanical puppets to spiritual wisdom is substantial.

He didn't understand the intricacies in this, after all, he wasn't a Mechanical Master, but he always felt there was a great secret about the dimwit bird.

"Whatever its intentions, as long as I become stronger and stronger, I will be able to crush all conspiracies. Once I reach the First Grade and master the Divine Artifact of the Dream Palace, I will naturally understand it all."

"Thinking too much now is useless."

Zhao Xing ended the dream review and opened his eyes.

"With less than four months left, I must quickly familiarize myself with these three treasures."

...

Jingxin Calendar 34th year, November 3rd.

Li Fire Taoist School, Dayuan Prefecture Branch.

The dean 'Ji Qingshan' was quietly standing at the Li Fire Altar.

This Imperial Family member looked at the burning flames before him and couldn't help getting lost in thought.

This is the military version of the Li Fire Altar; it has been activated ever since the Ping Man War began.

Ji Qingshan is the grandson of Prince Li Yang and the grandnephew of Emperor Jing, very young, currently just over two hundred and twenty years old, having stepped into the Late Third-Grade Realm.

Originally, he only needed to teach and educate, but in recent years, he has frequently participated in military operations, beginning to get involved in various disputes.

Many high-grades died in the Ping Man War, among them many talents from the Daoist Academy; some were his friends, some were his senior brothers, and some were elders of the royal family.

"I wonder when it will be my turn." Ji Qingshan sighed.

He was the most outstanding among Prince Li Yang's grandsons, but he was tired of war and power.

He didn't become the Princely Heir or seize power, only wanting to teach.

Yet he still couldn't escape the responsibilities and fate of the royal family.

Taking on the task of military logistics.

"Whoosh~"

The flames flickered, and a figure emerged from them.

The visitor had flowing white hair blowing in the wind, eyes like stars as deep as abysses, dressed in a black and gold royal robe, none other than Prince Liang, Ji Mingxian.

"Subject pays respects to His Highness Prince Liang."

Ji Qingshan was under orders to wait here for Prince Liang's arrival.

"No need for formalities."