Chapter 348: Awing the World Yet Again
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Chapter 348: Awing the World Yet Again
Rank 675 Jack Rust!
Everyone was stunned. They forgot to react. It took a few moments for these C-Grade cultivators to believe what they were seeing, and then the entire crowd erupted as one!
675! What sort of concept was that?
D-Grades shouldnt even be able to enter the Globe. If they did, achieving a rank in the mid nine hundreds was an excellent achievement. Thats what everyone believed, thats what they were used to.
But now, Jack Rust had completely wiped his butt with their preconceptions and rose to 675, leaving most early C-Grades in the dust!
And these werent normal C-Grades. The Cathedral only accepted the most talented, most promising cultivators in the universe. Everyone here was the star disciple of some B or A-Grade faction, people who could jump ranks to fight.
Jack was just too abnormal!
The upheaval persisted for several minutes. Everyone spoke between themselves, then looked at Jack like he was a monster. All the while, he simply stood there, absorbing the ambient Dao and slowly recovering his strength.
That he possessed a body-enhancing Life Artifact was not a secret. By now, all the smart ones had figured it out. However, that didnt diminish his achievements at all.
Who here didnt have their own lucky secrets? Everyone did, but nobody could recreate Jacks feat! There were many Life Artifacts in the universeif it was so easy, anyone could do it.
In the cultivation world, lucky chances were aplenty. Many people found one. However, grasping it required competence and courage. In the million years of Trial Planets existence in the Milky Way galaxy, the Ancient Trial had been discovered by thousands of aspiring cultivators, but all of them had failed and died. It was only Jack who succeeded and reaped the benefits.
Even if an inferior cultivator could acquire the Life Drop, they couldnt endure the torturous pain of body tempering for weeks in a row. Even if they could, it would only increase their strength by a bit. The only reasons the effect was so pronounced on Jack were his solid foundation, his alignment with his Dao, his battle experience, and his great titles. Even without the Life Drop, he would still be formidablethis was just a tiger given wings.
Everyone staring at Jack understood these things. In their eyes, he was simply a monster! These galaxy-level geniuses didnt even have the qualifications to be jealous.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
A few people shook their heads and left dejected, while others had eyes filled with excitement. If this overwhelming power belonged to someone else, they might not be so happybut Jack was awesome! He was a hero! He had dared to kill Cranxiao and oppose Baron Longform. Even on his first day here, he had insulted the wife of the 181st ranked Marcus William.
If he could rise meteorically and break through all those illustrious opponents, how amazing a sight would that be?
The gazes that fell on Jack were warm, excited. The Cathedral had been infused with life. This was the start of a legend.
Thats a real big bro, a voice said from somewhere in the crowd, discreetly reaching the ears of everyone. It was like the spark that set aflame their inner thoughts.
Indeed! If proud people like them admired someone as their big bro, that person could only be Jack!
As for Jack himself, he had no idea about the bro army swiftly forming around him. He stayed here not to enjoy everyones admiring gazes, but to recover some of his strength. As soon as he felt somewhat okay, he opened his eyes.
Congratulations! Dorman said as he approached. Thats extremely good!
Thank you, Jack replied calmly.
Good job, bro.
Thanks, Brock. I tried my best.
Jack wasnt too excited. He had been aware of his own strength since before he fought Cranxiao. Plus, the Globe greatly favored cultivators with high endurance and regenerationit played to his strengths, which was part of the reason why he achieved such a good ranking.
But, still, the hint of pride in his chest was hard to extinguish.
That was really great! Esmeralda said, approaching as well and ignoring Dormans fiery stare. I dont even know if Min could do this at the D-Grade.
Jack raised a brow. Min?
Nevermind about that. Youre as great as Brock told me. Ill be sure to pass this message along.
To whom? Jack asked, but the blue-ponytail girl had already walked away. He turned to the brorilla. Brock?
No bother, big bro. You get strong. I handle the rest.
Okay
Excuse me, a voice interrupted them. To his surprise, Jack saw the Envoy himself approachinga man with red skin and four fingers on each hand. The entire crowd quietened.
Oh yeah? And who would you look at? The Spacewind Sovereign?
Mins face darkened with disgust. Thats enough, Es. If theres nothing else, can you let me cultivate at peace?
Suit yourself. Tea in three months?
Sure.
Great! See you then!
***
The Heavenly Spoon Sovereign stared at a chessboard. Opposite him, an old woman had a glowing smile on her face as she moved a piece. He sighed. I lose again.
But youre making progress! Dont worry, youre still too young. In twenty thousand years, Im sure youll be my match.
I dont know. If I fill my mind with chess, where will I fit cultivation?
The old woman laughed. Correct, correct. Then you can just lose for eternity.
Yeah, I guess I will.
The sovereign did not take her words to heart. Chess was a fun way to reset his mind after intense bouts of cultivationdespite its seeming simplicity, even B-Grades couldnt completely solve it.
Did you hear? the woman said, gathering up the chessboard as she prepared to leave. That new protege of yours achieved a ranking of 675.
Oh yeah? Thats decent, I guess.
Before reaching the C-Grade.
The sovereign looked up. Faint amusement played on his lips. Would you look at that. Impressive. But wasnt there someone who did even better six millennia ago?
The woman rolled her eyes. Dont play with me, Head Envoy. Youre just too good. Anyone even remotely similar is a great asset to the Church.
Naturally. What can I say? My vision is just that good.
So now youll leave him alone?
Oh, on the contrary. The more pressure he can take, the more Ill push. Lets see how high he can reach.
She frowned. Youre too cruel.
Ive met that boyhe is the type who thrives in adversity. If I dont create some enemies for him, he might stall, and how will he reach the peak then?
By taking his time. Thats bullshit and you know it.
Taking his time? What time? The Head Envoy laughed. The Hand of God is moving on us everywhere. Two Elders clashed in the Serpents Fang galaxy. Our leaders are pushing for war, and so are the Immortals. Dont tell me you cant see the signs. We need to push the disciples harder, both the inner and outer ones, to squeeze them dry of potential as soon as possible. Otherwise, Im afraid the crusade will eat them whole.
The Head Envoy took out a silver teaspoon from inside his robes, inspecting its head. His voice turned serious.
Heed my words, Morgana. Slow accumulation is over. Now, we rushand if we dont, we die.
***
Jack sat alone in his cabin. Brock and Dorman had temporarily left. Hed locked the door and closed the curtains, discovering they possessed Dao limiting properties. Until he opened the cabin again, nobody could spy on him.
Jack was now cross-legged on the magical meditation mat. Twenty-two Dao stones were arranged in a circle around himtwenty came from his bet against Cranxiao, and the other two also came from the same bet. Apparently, the bag that Baron Longform tossed over contained two extra stones, but he was too angry to count them out and humiliate himself further.
Before now, Jack had spent an hour at the third level of the Heavy Pagoda, enduring eight thousand gravities to compress his Dao to the maximum. Then, he rushed back home before the compressed Dao could escape, using it and these Dao stones to break through. According to his calculations, he would only need thirteen, but hed laid down all of them. He only had one shot at this breakthroughbeing greedy would be completely idiotic.
He sat in meditation and took a deep breath. His perception sank into his soul, finding the Dao Tree bursting with energy. It was mostly focused on the branches and leaves, ready to bloom to life, barely held back by Jacks will.
He touched his hand on the Dao Tree and released the pent-up energy. The Dao Blooming began.
He was breaking through to the C-Grade.
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Chapter 348: Awing the World Yet Again
Rank 675 Jack Rust!
Everyone was stunned. They forgot to react. It took a few moments for these C-Grade cultivators to believe what they were seeing, and then the entire crowd erupted as one!
675! What sort of concept was that?
D-Grades shouldnt even be able to enter the Globe. If they did, achieving a rank in the mid nine hundreds was an excellent achievement. Thats what everyone believed, thats what they were used to.
But now, Jack Rust had completely wiped his butt with their preconceptions and rose to 675, leaving most early C-Grades in the dust!
And these werent normal C-Grades. The Cathedral only accepted the most talented, most promising cultivators in the universe. Everyone here was the star disciple of some B or A-Grade faction, people who could jump ranks to fight.
Jack was just too abnormal!
The upheaval persisted for several minutes. Everyone spoke between themselves, then looked at Jack like he was a monster. All the while, he simply stood there, absorbing the ambient Dao and slowly recovering his strength.
That he possessed a body-enhancing Life Artifact was not a secret. By now, all the smart ones had figured it out. However, that didnt diminish his achievements at all.
Who here didnt have their own lucky secrets? Everyone did, but nobody could recreate Jacks feat! There were many Life Artifacts in the universeif it was so easy, anyone could do it.
In the cultivation world, lucky chances were aplenty. Many people found one. However, grasping it required competence and courage. In the million years of Trial Planets existence in the Milky Way galaxy, the Ancient Trial had been discovered by thousands of aspiring cultivators, but all of them had failed and died. It was only Jack who succeeded and reaped the benefits.
Even if an inferior cultivator could acquire the Life Drop, they couldnt endure the torturous pain of body tempering for weeks in a row. Even if they could, it would only increase their strength by a bit. The only reasons the effect was so pronounced on Jack were his solid foundation, his alignment with his Dao, his battle experience, and his great titles. Even without the Life Drop, he would still be formidablethis was just a tiger given wings.
Everyone staring at Jack understood these things. In their eyes, he was simply a monster! These galaxy-level geniuses didnt even have the qualifications to be jealous.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
A few people shook their heads and left dejected, while others had eyes filled with excitement. If this overwhelming power belonged to someone else, they might not be so happybut Jack was awesome! He was a hero! He had dared to kill Cranxiao and oppose Baron Longform. Even on his first day here, he had insulted the wife of the 181st ranked Marcus William.
If he could rise meteorically and break through all those illustrious opponents, how amazing a sight would that be?
The gazes that fell on Jack were warm, excited. The Cathedral had been infused with life. This was the start of a legend.
Thats a real big bro, a voice said from somewhere in the crowd, discreetly reaching the ears of everyone. It was like the spark that set aflame their inner thoughts.
Indeed! If proud people like them admired someone as their big bro, that person could only be Jack!
As for Jack himself, he had no idea about the bro army swiftly forming around him. He stayed here not to enjoy everyones admiring gazes, but to recover some of his strength. As soon as he felt somewhat okay, he opened his eyes.
Congratulations! Dorman said as he approached. Thats extremely good!
Thank you, Jack replied calmly.
Good job, bro.
Thanks, Brock. I tried my best.
Jack wasnt too excited. He had been aware of his own strength since before he fought Cranxiao. Plus, the Globe greatly favored cultivators with high endurance and regenerationit played to his strengths, which was part of the reason why he achieved such a good ranking.
But, still, the hint of pride in his chest was hard to extinguish.
That was really great! Esmeralda said, approaching as well and ignoring Dormans fiery stare. I dont even know if Min could do this at the D-Grade.
Jack raised a brow. Min?
Nevermind about that. Youre as great as Brock told me. Ill be sure to pass this message along.
To whom? Jack asked, but the blue-ponytail girl had already walked away. He turned to the brorilla. Brock?
No bother, big bro. You get strong. I handle the rest.
Okay
Excuse me, a voice interrupted them. To his surprise, Jack saw the Envoy himself approachinga man with red skin and four fingers on each hand. The entire crowd quietened.
Oh yeah? And who would you look at? The Spacewind Sovereign?
Mins face darkened with disgust. Thats enough, Es. If theres nothing else, can you let me cultivate at peace?
Suit yourself. Tea in three months?
Sure.
Great! See you then!
***
The Heavenly Spoon Sovereign stared at a chessboard. Opposite him, an old woman had a glowing smile on her face as she moved a piece. He sighed. I lose again.
But youre making progress! Dont worry, youre still too young. In twenty thousand years, Im sure youll be my match.
I dont know. If I fill my mind with chess, where will I fit cultivation?
The old woman laughed. Correct, correct. Then you can just lose for eternity.
Yeah, I guess I will.
The sovereign did not take her words to heart. Chess was a fun way to reset his mind after intense bouts of cultivationdespite its seeming simplicity, even B-Grades couldnt completely solve it.
Did you hear? the woman said, gathering up the chessboard as she prepared to leave. That new protege of yours achieved a ranking of 675.
Oh yeah? Thats decent, I guess.
Before reaching the C-Grade.
The sovereign looked up. Faint amusement played on his lips. Would you look at that. Impressive. But wasnt there someone who did even better six millennia ago?
The woman rolled her eyes. Dont play with me, Head Envoy. Youre just too good. Anyone even remotely similar is a great asset to the Church.
Naturally. What can I say? My vision is just that good.
So now youll leave him alone?
Oh, on the contrary. The more pressure he can take, the more Ill push. Lets see how high he can reach.
She frowned. Youre too cruel.
Ive met that boyhe is the type who thrives in adversity. If I dont create some enemies for him, he might stall, and how will he reach the peak then?
By taking his time. Thats bullshit and you know it.
Taking his time? What time? The Head Envoy laughed. The Hand of God is moving on us everywhere. Two Elders clashed in the Serpents Fang galaxy. Our leaders are pushing for war, and so are the Immortals. Dont tell me you cant see the signs. We need to push the disciples harder, both the inner and outer ones, to squeeze them dry of potential as soon as possible. Otherwise, Im afraid the crusade will eat them whole.
The Head Envoy took out a silver teaspoon from inside his robes, inspecting its head. His voice turned serious.
Heed my words, Morgana. Slow accumulation is over. Now, we rushand if we dont, we die.
***
Jack sat alone in his cabin. Brock and Dorman had temporarily left. Hed locked the door and closed the curtains, discovering they possessed Dao limiting properties. Until he opened the cabin again, nobody could spy on him.
Jack was now cross-legged on the magical meditation mat. Twenty-two Dao stones were arranged in a circle around himtwenty came from his bet against Cranxiao, and the other two also came from the same bet. Apparently, the bag that Baron Longform tossed over contained two extra stones, but he was too angry to count them out and humiliate himself further.
Before now, Jack had spent an hour at the third level of the Heavy Pagoda, enduring eight thousand gravities to compress his Dao to the maximum. Then, he rushed back home before the compressed Dao could escape, using it and these Dao stones to break through. According to his calculations, he would only need thirteen, but hed laid down all of them. He only had one shot at this breakthroughbeing greedy would be completely idiotic.
He sat in meditation and took a deep breath. His perception sank into his soul, finding the Dao Tree bursting with energy. It was mostly focused on the branches and leaves, ready to bloom to life, barely held back by Jacks will.
He touched his hand on the Dao Tree and released the pent-up energy. The Dao Blooming began.
He was breaking through to the C-Grade.
Chapter 348: Awing the World Yet AgainRank 675 Jack Rust!Everyone was stunned. They forgot to react. It took a few moments for these C-Grade cultivators to believe what they were seeing, and then the entire crowd erupted as one!675! What sort of concept was that?D-Grades shouldnt even be able to enter the Globe. If they did, achieving a rank in the mid nine hundreds was an excellent achievement. Thats what everyone believed, thats what they were used to.But now, Jack Rust had completely wiped his butt with their preconceptions and rose to 675, leaving most early C-Grades in the dust!And these werent normal C-Grades. The Cathedral only accepted the most talented, most promising cultivators in the universe. Everyone here was the star disciple of some B or A-Grade faction, people who could jump ranks to fight.Jack was just too abnormal!The upheaval persisted for several minutes. Everyone spoke between themselves, then looked at Jack like he was a monster. All the while, he simply stood there, absorbing the ambient Dao and slowly recovering his strength.That he possessed a body-enhancing Life Artifact was not a secret. By now, all the smart ones had figured it out. However, that didnt diminish his achievements at all.Who here didnt have their own lucky secrets? Everyone did, but nobody could recreate Jacks feat! There were many Life Artifacts in the universeif it was so easy, anyone could do it.In the cultivation world, lucky chances were aplenty. Many people found one. However, grasping it required competence and courage. In the million years of Trial Planets existence in the Milky Way galaxy, the Ancient Trial had been discovered by thousands of aspiring cultivators, but all of them had failed and died. It was only Jack who succeeded and reaped the benefits.Even if an inferior cultivator could acquire the Life Drop, they couldnt endure the torturous pain of body tempering for weeks in a row. Even if they could, it would only increase their strength by a bit. The only reasons the effect was so pronounced on Jack were his solid foundation, his alignment with his Dao, his battle experience, and his great titles. Even without the Life Drop, he would still be formidablethis was just a tiger given wings.Everyone staring at Jack understood these things. In their eyes, he was simply a monster! These galaxy-level geniuses didnt even have the qualifications to be jealous.Updated from novelbIn.comA few people shook their heads and left dejected, while others had eyes filled with excitement. If this overwhelming power belonged to someone else, they might not be so happybut Jack was awesome! He was a hero! He had dared to kill Cranxiao and oppose Baron Longform. Even on his first day here, he had insulted the wife of the 181st ranked Marcus William.If he could rise meteorically and break through all those illustrious opponents, how amazing a sight would that be?The gazes that fell on Jack were warm, excited. The Cathedral had been infused with life. This was the start of a legend.Thats a real big bro, a voice said from somewhere in the crowd, discreetly reaching the ears of everyone. It was like the spark that set aflame their inner thoughts.Indeed! If proud people like them admired someone as their big bro, that person could only be Jack!As for Jack himself, he had no idea about the bro army swiftly forming around him. He stayed here not to enjoy everyones admiring gazes, but to recover some of his strength. As soon as he felt somewhat okay, he opened his eyes.Congratulations! Dorman said as he approached. Thats extremely good!Thank you, Jack replied calmly.Good job, bro.Thanks, Brock. I tried my best.Jack wasnt too excited. He had been aware of his own strength since before he fought Cranxiao. Plus, the Globe greatly favored cultivators with high endurance and regenerationit played to his strengths, which was part of the reason why he achieved such a good ranking.But, still, the hint of pride in his chest was hard to extinguish.That was really great! Esmeralda said, approaching as well and ignoring Dormans fiery stare. I dont even know if Min could do this at the D-Grade.Jack raised a brow. Min?Nevermind about that. Youre as great as Brock told me. Ill be sure to pass this message along.To whom? Jack asked, but the blue-ponytail girl had already walked away. He turned to the brorilla. Brock?No bother, big bro. You get strong. I handle the rest.OkayExcuse me, a voice interrupted them. To his surprise, Jack saw the Envoy himself approachinga man with red skin and four fingers on each hand. The entire crowd quietened.Oh yeah? And who would you look at? The Spacewind Sovereign?Mins face darkened with disgust. Thats enough, Es. If theres nothing else, can you let me cultivate at peace?Suit yourself. Tea in three months?Sure.Great! See you then!***The Heavenly Spoon Sovereign stared at a chessboard. Opposite him, an old woman had a glowing smile on her face as she moved a piece. He sighed. I lose again.But youre making progress! Dont worry, youre still too young. In twenty thousand years, Im sure youll be my match.I dont know. If I fill my mind with chess, where will I fit cultivation?The old woman laughed. Correct, correct. Then you can just lose for eternity.Yeah, I guess I will.The sovereign did not take her words to heart. Chess was a fun way to reset his mind after intense bouts of cultivationdespite its seeming simplicity, even B-Grades couldnt completely solve it.Did you hear? the woman said, gathering up the chessboard as she prepared to leave. That new protege of yours achieved a ranking of 675.Oh yeah? Thats decent, I guess.Before reaching the C-Grade.The sovereign looked up. Faint amusement played on his lips. Would you look at that. Impressive. But wasnt there someone who did even better six millennia ago?The woman rolled her eyes. Dont play with me, Head Envoy. Youre just too good. Anyone even remotely similar is a great asset to the Church.Naturally. What can I say? My vision is just that good.So now youll leave him alone?Oh, on the contrary. The more pressure he can take, the more Ill push. Lets see how high he can reach.She frowned. Youre too cruel.Ive met that boyhe is the type who thrives in adversity. If I dont create some enemies for him, he might stall, and how will he reach the peak then?By taking his time. Thats bullshit and you know it.Taking his time? What time? The Head Envoy laughed. The Hand of God is moving on us everywhere. Two Elders clashed in the Serpents Fang galaxy. Our leaders are pushing for war, and so are the Immortals. Dont tell me you cant see the signs. We need to push the disciples harder, both the inner and outer ones, to squeeze them dry of potential as soon as possible. Otherwise, Im afraid the crusade will eat them whole. The Head Envoy took out a silver teaspoon from inside his robes, inspecting its head. His voice turned serious.Heed my words, Morgana. Slow accumulation is over. Now, we rushand if we dont, we die.***Jack sat alone in his cabin. Brock and Dorman had temporarily left. Hed locked the door and closed the curtains, discovering they possessed Dao limiting properties. Until he opened the cabin again, nobody could spy on him.Jack was now cross-legged on the magical meditation mat. Twenty-two Dao stones were arranged in a circle around himtwenty came from his bet against Cranxiao, and the other two also came from the same bet. Apparently, the bag that Baron Longform tossed over contained two extra stones, but he was too angry to count them out and humiliate himself further.Before now, Jack had spent an hour at the third level of the Heavy Pagoda, enduring eight thousand gravities to compress his Dao to the maximum. Then, he rushed back home before the compressed Dao could escape, using it and these Dao stones to break through. According to his calculations, he would only need thirteen, but hed laid down all of them. He only had one shot at this breakthroughbeing greedy would be completely idiotic. He sat in meditation and took a deep breath. His perception sank into his soul, finding the Dao Tree bursting with energy. It was mostly focused on the branches and leaves, ready to bloom to life, barely held back by Jacks will.He touched his hand on the Dao Tree and released the pent-up energy. The Dao Blooming began.He was breaking through to the C-Grade.
