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Chapter 76 Tongming Mountain, Imperial Decree of the Purple Emperor
Chapter 76 Tongming Mountain, Imperial Decree of the Purple Emperor
The Azure Phoenix's gaze fell upon Zhao Cheng'an, and then it spread its wings, a cyan-gold light curtain rising from its body, transforming into a golden decree in the void.
"At the beginning of the new era, the Purple Palace Emperor issued a decree."
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"Zhao Cheng'an, a student of the Imperial Academy of the Seven Kingdoms, came from humble origins but aspired to great heights. He spent seven years cultivating diligently in a barren land, improving the spiritual rice to help his fellow disciples, and creating unique runes to pave a new path. In the three major examinations, he achieved the top score in the rune category, and his practical combat skills were also among the best. His talent is remarkable, and his heart is commendable."
"I hereby issue a special imperial edict, recognizing Zhao Cheng'an as the thirty-sixth generation inner disciple of Tongming Mountain, bestowing upon him the title of Immortal with a purple ribbon, and granting him the right to travel freely within the grotto heavens."
"I hope that you will maintain your original intention, seek true knowledge, and prove the Great Way. The Way does not reject anyone, and the truth can be verified."
"This edict."
"Tongming Mountain, by imperial decree of the Purple Emperor True Lord."
The gold lettering slowly dissipated into the void.
At the same time, the others from the Imperial Academy also rushed to Chisui Valley.
Chen Heng stood at the front, one hand gripping the hilt of her sword. She looked at the towering green canopy on the riverbank, then at Zhao Cheng'an's upright figure amidst the radiant light, and a smile, rarely seen on her face, slowly crept onto her lips.
I am genuinely proud of Zhao Cheng'an.
Sun Fuli and Xu Baiheng stood at the back of the crowd, staring at the miraculous scene before them, a sight they had never witnessed before. Their mouths were agape, and it took them a long time to recover from their astonishment.
"The Golden Elixir Lineage — Phoenix Edict and Register —"
Sun Fuli murmured softly, her expression complex, a mixture of envy,感慨, and a hint of bitterness that was hard to describe.
Xu Baiheng stood beside him, tugged at his sleeve, and said softly, "Young Master Zhao deserves to have come this far."
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"Yes." Sun Fuli took a deep breath. "From the day he joined us, he was different from us."
In a corner of the crowd, Zhou Ji and Chu Pei stood side by side.
These two young people, who had only been practicing cultivation for less than a year, were looking up, their eyes fixed on the figure of the Azure Phoenix, their bodies trembling slightly.
Zhou Ji clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.
"A true man should be like this." A burning fire blazed within him, and his devotion to the Way was stronger than ever before.
Chu Pei nodded vigorously.
Her bright eyes reflected the shower of spiritual light, burning with an unprecedented fervor.
The imperial edict has been proclaimed.
The golden scroll floating in front of Zhao Cheng'an slowly unfurled, emitting a soft and gentle light. The light was not dazzling, yet it seemed to possess a tangible quality, tinting the surrounding air with a faint golden hue.
The words on the scroll lit up one by one, then transformed into a stream of light, detached from the scroll itself, and flew straight toward Zhao Cheng'an's chest.
Zhao Cheng'an did not dodge.
The light entered his body, transforming into countless tiny specks of light the instant it touched his skin, flowing along his meridians and merging into his dantian.
He could clearly feel that a subtle yet unbreakable golden mark had appeared deep within his true spirit—his initiation certificate, the official disciple's credentials from Tongming Mountain.
It wasn't written on paper, but rather refined directly using the Golden Core True Monarch's ability to transform the illusory into the real, and then integrated into the cultivator's body.
The true credentials reside in the heart, not in external objects.
The scroll containing the imperial edict slowly transformed after the light faded, eventually turning into a palm-sized, deep blue cloth bag embroidered with silver cloud patterns, which gently fell into Zhao Cheng'an's hands.
Zhao Cheng'an looked down, his gaze pausing slightly.
Qiankun Bag.
In the cultivation novels I read in my previous life, storage bags were almost an essential item for every cultivator when they went out; they were commonplace.
But in this world, the situation is quite different.
Crafting storage bags requires two extremely scarce resources.
One type is spiritual materials with spatial attributes. Whether it is Void Stone or Void Silkworm Silk, they are produced in dangerous places that are constantly shrouded in spatial turbulence. They are extremely difficult to mine and have very low yields.
Secondly, there is the supporting spatial rune structure. As one of the Great Dao runes, there are only a handful of weapon refiners in the entire East Sea region who can master spatial runes.
Spatial artifacts are extremely profitable; once they are crafted, there is no worry about finding a market for them, so very few are ever made and sold outside the area.
Therefore, in the cultivation world, storage bags are not a beginner's gift, but a real symbol of status.
He had seen storage bags in the magic artifact pavilion of the market when he was in the Floating Scale Cave Heaven. Even the most basic models were priced at over three thousand spirit stones, and there was no room for bargaining.
Zhao Cheng'an held the cloth bag in his hand, weighed it in his hand, and then used his divine sense to scan inside.
He was stunned for a moment.
The internal space of this Qiankun bag is estimated to be nearly three meters long and wide, and one meter high, totaling about ten cubic meters, which is almost twice the size of the basic model he saw in the Floating Scale Cave.
Moreover, these ten cubic meters of space are already completely filled.
Books occupy the largest volume.
The books were piled up in groups, categorized by type, like a small mountain.
He glimpsed the titles of the top few books: *The Compendium of Herbs*, *Annotated Edition of the Eight-Phase Basic Rune Chart*, *The Original Twelve Forms of Coupled Runes*, and *Deconstruction of Low-Level General-Purpose Spell Runes*.
The cover of each book features the image of the majestic Tongming Mountain.
Besides the books, there were also several jade bottles and stacks of talismans in the corner.
The change of clothes was neatly folded, and the fabric looked extremely soft and smooth. The collar and cuffs were embroidered with the shape of Tongming Mountain in silver thread.
This is no ordinary clothing, but a dharma robe made with extremely exquisite materials and workmanship. Once revealed, it is almost comparable to those so-called "precious robes," impervious to water and fire, resistant to weapons and arrows, and always kept at a constant temperature and clean.
The scene before him made Zhao Cheng'an gasp slightly.
Previously, I thought that the treatment offered by Lin Tan of Qingmu Academy was already extremely generous.
But now, seeing the baggage that Tongming Mountain prepared for its new disciples, he truly realized just how vast the gap in foundation between the Golden Elixir lineage and the first-rate lineage truly was.
These items combined probably wouldn't even cost tens of thousands of spirit stones, an astronomical figure for any ordinary Qi Refining cultivator.
However, it was treated as a common entry-level configuration and handed over without a second thought.
This is only something given to a new disciple who has not yet formally entered the sect and is at the fourth level of Qi Refining.
This demonstrates the financial resources and ambition of the Golden Elixir Daoist lineage.
Of course, Zhao Cheng'an didn't think Qingmu Dao Academy was bad; cultivation could be done anywhere. It was just that Tongming Mountain, as a Golden Core lineage, offered a larger stage for him to showcase his talents.
Zhao Cheng'an gently stroked the storage bag in his hand, thinking to himself with a sense of satisfaction.