Shen Qian's ultimate goal was not the first generation of the Nine Kings, but as he originally envisioned, to reach an unprecedented level in three areas at the same time, namely, to simultaneously achieve the Nine Forbidden Realms in physical body, Yuan power, and spiritual power!
From the moment he attained the body with ten orifices, this seemed to become his destiny.
Even though no one ever forced Chen Qian to do anything.
But Shen Qian probably understood that this represented a kind of hope, which included his own redemption.
It's a pity that just breaking through the first barrier was already a stroke of luck. Even the first "Hundred Refinements Barrier" of Yuan Power and the first "Form and Intent Barrier" of Spiritual Power shouldn't be too difficult for him, since he already has some ideas...
But there are still six more challenges ahead.
Especially the final hurdle of breaking through from the Eighth Forbidden Zone to the Ninth Forbidden Zone, apart from his senior brother who could offer some guidance, he could only rely on himself.
Even the eldest brother's experience was a series of perilous events that led to a series of coincidences, and it cannot be replicated.
Forget about that for now... let's think about something happy.
Shen Qian smacked his lips and then began to ponder another question: just how strong was he now?
With his physical body at the seventh level of the Forbidden Realm, his Calamity Buddha at the sixth level, and his Mountain and Sea Realm at the seventh level, it's foreseeable that his spiritual power and Yuan power will also break through to the seventh level of the Forbidden Realm soon. His self-created "Perfect Slash" has been improved several times, and the last time he used it, he directly killed a monster behind the "Gate" at the peak of the Mountain and Sea Realm...
During this period, in order to keep a low profile and not reveal anything about the Myriad Pagoda, he rarely appeared in public before sinking. Even when returning to the base to receive and deliver missions, he tried to have Li Muyi or Dao Jiu appear in person.
To be on the safe side, he never even used the custom-made master version simulator, just to prevent his combat data from being leaked.
Of course, he had also heard that the simulator could no longer accurately measure the combat strength of kings and nobles, and it seemed that the martial arts club's exclusive venue was needed, so whether or not it was used made little difference.
All these factors have led to a situation where even Shen Qian himself doesn't know exactly what state he has reached.
Based on experience, vague intuition, and comparison with the clones, a preliminary conclusion was reached... that it was at least comparable to an ordinary Golden Immortal-level king.
Just then, a small corner of the blanket was lifted, vaguely revealing a pair of misty eyes.
"Junior Brother..."
"Um?"
He snapped out of his daze and looked down.
"Is something on your mind?"
"No!"
While denying it, Shen Qian also felt somewhat guilty. With a beautiful woman by his side, it was a time for romance and poetry, yet he was thinking about such hard things. It was indeed inappropriate.
Just as Shen Qian was about to explain, his eighth senior sister suddenly gave him a look that seemed both angry and resentful, and then covered herself with the blanket.
Before Shen Qian could react, he saw the blanket rise up and his eighth senior sister suddenly leaned over him and hugged him from behind.
"hiss!"
He gasped for breath, unable to articulate his feelings for a moment.
But... is it certain that this Eighth Senior Sister wasn't possessed by a fox demon?
...
I spent a peaceful yet fulfilling month before going to the beach.
During this period, I did return to Jiangzhong Military Base, ostensibly to prepare for my final exams.
In these turbulent times of war, although most martial arts schools are concerned about students going out to seek opportunities for training, martial arts schools are the only ones that have not suspended classes. The rest, whether junior high schools, high schools, or general liberal arts universities, have all long since ceased operations.
Various businesses and factories were also affected, resulting in widespread economic hardship and decline. China was relatively better off, given its vast territory and rich history. I've heard that some small countries outside the country have fallen into complete chaos, with some even facing annihilation.
Having passed the final exams, I'll be a sophomore in a few months when school starts again.
Sometimes, when I look back on the time before I fell, it feels like a dream. I was still a child, so why did I have to bear so much?
Besides that, Shen Qian turned down all social engagements without a reason and spent the rest of her time focusing on being with her parents, occasionally taking a stroll in the Tower of Babel, or staying at Jiang Xuan's old house in that alley.
Before sinking, I sometimes couldn't help but think that if there were no "gate," no catastrophe, and no so-called human crisis, perhaps this kind of life wouldn't be bad.
But he also wondered if these things were gone, he would have no reason to rise again, since the system didn't appear out of nowhere.
He will most likely live a mediocre life, a lazy bum who is occasionally happy, but neither Ji Ruoshui nor Jiang Xuan will have anything to do with him anymore.
Until the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, Chen Qian checked the almanac and found that this day was auspicious for "traveling, raising the roof beam, and breaking ground".
This is the day when the "sea of learning" begins.
Shen Qian didn't know if the martial arts department officials had also consulted the almanac and deliberately chose this day, but it seemed to be a good omen.
Early in the morning, Shen Qian quietly left home without alerting anyone.
His parents were unaware that he was about to embark on a new adventure, assuming he was returning to the military to fulfill his duties. In reality, most people were not very familiar with the situation in the war zone.
To avoid worrying his parents, Shen didn't explain much beforehand.
Similarly, there was no explanation given to Jiang Xuan before she sank.
He even forbade anyone to see him off before he died. He always felt that such a thing was like a funeral procession, not a life-or-death separation, so it was unnecessary.
As he walked out of the north gate of Jingcheng, amidst the swirling snow, he suddenly looked back, his gaze piercing through countless obstacles, and he seemed to see a row of figures standing side by side atop the Tower of Babel.
He knew that his fellow disciples must be watching him at that moment.
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