Chapter 97: The Invitation to the Battle of Heaven’s Chosen

Finally, there was the technique of Sprinkling Beans to Create Soldiers, one of the Thirty-six Heavenly Powers, a reward from the system. It granted immediate mastery, but attaining the realm of perfection was far from easy. Of course, this was no obstacle for Chu Feng. Conveniently, he had just received a quarter-hour Experience Card for Unmatched Comprehension.

Without delay, Chu Feng began to contemplate the Sprinkling Beans to Create Soldiers technique. This art summoned Yellow Turban Warriors for his service. The strength of the summoned warriors depended on two factors: first, the caster’s cultivation level—the summoned warriors would always be one rank below; second, the summoning material, namely the beans. After all, these beans determined whether they could bear the power of the Yellow Turban Warriors summoned.

Within the inherited memories of the technique was recorded a kind of Immortal Bean capable of withstanding the might of a Yellow Turban Warrior at the immortal level. But though its existence was described, no method of obtaining it was provided. This, however, was not a problem for Chu Feng. With a thought, he recalled the Luck Store.

Opening the Luck Store, he quickly searched for the Immortal Bean required to perform the Sprinkling Beans to Create Soldiers technique. One bean cost a hundred million Luck Points. As he had expected, it could bear the power of an immortal-level warrior. Since the warriors summoned would always be a rank lower, he could summon one at the peak of Integration. In the Tai Xuan Dao Sect, such power was overwhelmingly dominant, but to Chu Feng, it felt somewhat trivial.

More importantly, he had no need to purchase it at present. He continued browsing. There were also Seven-Colored Beans, priced at fifty million, capable of bearing the power of an Immortal Emperor. Then there were Five-Colored Beans, costing twenty million Luck Points, able to bear the power of a Tribulation Lord.

That would do. The summoned Yellow Turban Warriors would be one major realm higher than himself. At most, he could only summon warriors at the level of a Tribulation Lord. Currently, he possessed fifty million Luck Points, meaning he could summon two such warriors.

They would guard Lone Mountain, watch over An Miaoyi, and prevent her from escaping.

The next moment, two Yellow Turban Warriors appeared before Chu Feng. Both stood two meters tall, their bodies rippling with muscle. When they stood there, they seemed like statues of stone, but anyone who mistook them for mere statues would be gravely mistaken. Without exception, both were at the peak of Integration.

Moreover, each Yellow Turban Warrior possessed wisdom of their own, yet answered only to Chu Feng. The quarter-hour of Unmatched Comprehension allowed Chu Feng to cultivate the Sprinkling Beans to Create Soldiers technique to the advanced realm. The higher the level of mastery, the greater the intelligence of the summoned warriors.

“System, can you probe the information of these two warriors?” Chu Feng asked silently.

[Yellow Turban Warrior No. 1: Peak Integration, possesses divine abilities, immense strength, steel tendons and iron bones, Mountain-Cleaving Strike. Combat strength equal to early Grand Completion.]

[Yellow Turban Warrior No. 2: Peak Integration, possesses divine abilities, swift as the wind, steel tendons and iron bones, War Trample. Combat strength equal to early Grand Completion.]

One favored speed, the other favored power.

That day, Chu Feng emerged refreshed from An Miaoyi’s chamber and received an invitation.

The Eastern Wilderness Talents Battle.

What was this? Chu Feng wondered.

Chen Wanwan explained. The Talents Battle was essentially a cultivation exchange gathering—participants competed, determined victory and defeat, and established rankings. For those who valued fame and fortune, its allure was immense.

Previously, the Tai Xuan Dao Sect occupied only a remote corner, its strength second-rate, and thus received neither notice nor invitation. This time, thanks to Chu Feng’s display of overwhelming power—single-handedly annihilating over a hundred elite members of the Jiang family, including a Tribulation Lord—the invitation arrived.

Chen Wanwan asked, “Husband, are you interested in attending? I can guide you there.”

Chu Feng nodded, “I suppose it’s worth a look. But what about An Miaoyi?”

An Miaoyi’s conquest value was thirty. By now, she had gradually resigned herself to her fate. A pity, really. For cultivators, conceiving was difficult. If she could become pregnant, then with a child, a woman’s heart would settle; even if reluctant, for the child’s sake, she would compromise, and her conquest value would surely soar.

Chen Wanwan smiled, “Of course she must come, and Ling’er as well. By then, husband, you’ll have the direct descendant of the Ji family, the Saintess of the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary, and the Saintess of the Radiant Sanctuary at your side. Imagine how many rivals will challenge you to duels!”

Chu Feng’s eyes brightened, “There really will be challengers? That’s promising.”

A party of three or five, accompanied by two Yellow Turban Warriors.

Together with his current cultivation, Chu Feng reflected that since transmigrating, he was already old and frail; aside from Tai Xuan Dao Sect and Tai Xuan City, he had only visited the Nangong family and the Heaven-Breaking Sword Sect, and nowhere else. His predecessor, possessing only Nascent Soul cultivation, had merely journeyed through the declining Sword Province; he had never traveled the other eight provinces.

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Desolate Province. The foremost of the nine provinces of the Eastern Wilderness. Its territory was larger than ten Sword Provinces combined. The spiritual energy was abundant, the Heavenly Dao robust, legacies profound; whether the Radiant Sanctuary, the Jiang family, or the Heavenly Demon Sanctuary, all resided in Desolate Province.

Chu Feng, carrying the invitation, followed Chen Wanwan’s suggestion. The party of six set out.

Who were the six? Chu Feng, Chen Wanwan, Ji Ling’er, An Miaoyi, and the two Yellow Turban Warriors. As for Zhao Dongdong and the other women, they remained in Tai Xuan Dao Sect.

To enter Desolate Province, one had to cross the Qin Ridge and pass through Green Province. The distance was over ten thousand miles; even with Chu Feng’s Rainbow Flight technique, it would take half a day. But Rainbow Flight could not carry so many.

As Chu Feng weighed how to travel, Chen Wanwan searched An Miaoyi and produced a flying vessel. She tossed it into the sky, and the enormous craft unfurled the Radiant Sanctuary banner.

Their journey was unimpeded. The Qin Ridge, all the powers of Green Province, all stepped aside. Countless experts, seeing the banner, paid their respects.

Chu Feng could not help but sigh, “As expected of Radiant Sanctuary. Their status in the Eastern Wilderness is extraordinary.”

An Miaoyi sniffed coldly, “You’d best release me. If the people of Radiant Sanctuary learn you’ve imprisoned me, they will not spare you.”

Chu Feng shrugged, “Have I imprisoned you? You are already mine. This trip to the Talents Battle is just the chance for me to propose to Radiant Sanctuary.”

An Miaoyi gritted her teeth, “You may as well give up. I am the Saintess of Radiant Sanctuary, and I will never marry you.”

Chu Feng snorted, “If they refuse, I’ll fight until they agree.”

Sanctuary or not, Chu Feng feared none.