Nearly two weeks after returning to Zhan Tian Academy, Jiang Wuyuan's life gradually returned to normal.
Attending classes, training, and following the hunting party to do missions on the outskirts of the abyss.
The mundane days didn't feel boring.
"Do you still remember the national competition awards?" On the way back to the dormitory from the mission pavilion, Ruan Kongyin asked as if she suddenly remembered something, "Do you still remember the Hundred Battles Return to the Secret Realm?"
“Of course I remember,” Jiang Wuyuan replied.
I was aiming for the national competition prize, so how could I not remember?
"In about half a month, the Hundred Battles Return Secret Realm will open." Ruan Kongyin smiled. "The Hundred Battles Return Secret Realm is a large ancient secret realm that has belonged to the Dragon Kingdom for hundreds of years and can only be opened once a year."
Regarding the situation within the secret realm, everyone who has entered says it is an extremely magical place.
"Why?"
“Because it is a partial projection of that war a million years ago,” Ruan Kongyin said softly.
Jiang Wuyuan raised an eyebrow, seemingly somewhat surprised.
"So what exactly do we need to do?"
"Do whatever we want." Ruan Kongyin smiled. "You can think of it as a real world existing in a special space."
It contains real people, markets and cities, mountains and rivers, seas and skies, and the abyss battlefield of yesteryear.
Once inside, there are no restrictions on what we can do.
What we gain depends entirely on our individual opportunities.
We will live there for a year, but due to the difference in time flow, only one month will pass in the outside world.
Such a large secret realm?
A year was a period Jiang Wuyuan had never experienced before.
It's almost like living in a completely different environment.
"What if they die inside?"
“That means you really die, and there’s no way to escape the secret realm,” Ruan Kongyin continued. “So many people who go in choose to live in a relatively safe place and seek opportunities.”
Jiang Wuyuan nodded slightly.
After listening to Ruan Kongyin's introduction, he had a general understanding of this secret realm.
In general, it's highly random, and personal choices are very important.
"Prepare more supplies these next few days. The currency inside is different from ours. If you try to spend gold coins, you probably won't be able to spend a single penny," Ruan Kongyin reminded her with a smile.
"Okay, thank you."
Jiang Wuyuan returned to his dormitory and took stock of his current wealth.
Hundreds of millions of gold coins may sound like a lot, but the higher one's cultivation level, the less one can afford to spend them. Fortunately, he is not short of money now and rarely goes out shopping. He can also use credits to buy potions, combat suits, and weapons.
After accounting for the unused 200,000 credits from the national individual championship, along with other rewards and earnings from completing tasks, there are approximately 250,000 credits remaining.
It sounds like a lot, but Jiang Wuyuan has high standards, so if he really starts spending it, it will happen very quickly.
Finally, there's the military merit point gained from supporting the Abyss. It wasn't a small amount, around 20,000. This is because he single-handedly defended the entire eastern part of Victor City; after all, military merit points are hard to come by.
Come to think of it, it's been a long time since I've heard any news about the Hestan Empire.
I wonder if my assassination attempt has been exposed. Probably not, otherwise they probably would have come knocking on my door long ago.
A week ago, after news of Bastian's false military intelligence reached the country, it was Liu Can who later told him that the once spirited major general had been stripped of his cultivation, stripped of his military rank, and reduced to an ordinary person.
Although he was spared, for a prodigy, this was undoubtedly a more severe form of torture.
Jiang Wuyuan didn't say much. In his heart, the culprit was dead, and the matter was over.
That said, with so much wealth, he should be able to significantly boost his power once again.
Jiang Wuyuan tapped his bracelet.
Jiang Wuyuan
[Identity]: Student
Gender: Male
[Qi and Blood]: 1051
[Constitution]: 3544
[Strength]: 5022
[Spirit]: 3055
Speed: 4917
[Title]: Early Stage of Martial King
[Class]: Warrior (Swordsman)
[Cultivation Talent]: ? ? ? [God-level]
[Combat Talent]: ? ? ? [Sword Heart Clarity]/Vast Expanse
[Technique]: ? ? ? [Qiankun Technique] (Fourth Level)
[Skills]: Basic Swordsmanship (Mastery), Basic Breath Concealment Technique (Perfect), Basic Combat Technique (Perfect), Sword Control Technique (Perfect), Rainbow Step (Perfect), Sword Drawing Technique (Mastery), Perfected Sword and Shield (Perfect), War Cry (Perfect), Snow Burial (Perfect), Sky Rift (Perfect), A Gentle Breeze (Perfect), Gap (Perfect), Calm Mind Sword Technique (Perfect), Ocean Wave Slash (Perfect), Clone Technique (Perfect), ? ? [Elegance] (Perfect), ? ? [Dragon Step] (Perfect), ? ? [Formless] (Proficient)
[Special]: Sword Intent (Minor Success), ? ? ? [Sword Formation], Spatial Aura (Beginner)
Looking around, almost all the skills were perfected, except for the Formless, which had only been learned recently.
Although his skills were all overused, Jiang Wuyuan did not feel that he lacked offensive means.
Leaving aside these skills, even the formations and sword formations that he hasn't fully mastered are almost things that an ordinary cultivator could learn in a lifetime.
However, if you encounter suitable skills, it is entirely possible to expand your abilities appropriately.
With that thought in mind, Jiang Wuyuan left his dormitory and headed towards Jubao Tower.
Unlike the previous people who were mostly students from Zhantian Academy who had accepted missions, this time the person who received him at Jubaolou was clearly a manager of Jubaolou.
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