Chen Ping's Sword

Chapter 315: Chapter 163: A Centennial Knot in the Heart, Inheritor Disciple

Chen Ping remembered that he had gained so many opportunities, and all along, he basically received ordinary grayish-white light spheres, which were the so-called common opportunities.

This kind of opportunity, to say it’s useless, is actually only some rich man not knowing the hunger of a poor man.

At least, placed in the Jianghu, it was more than enough to create a master and change the destiny of an ordinary person.

But as Chen Ping’s cultivation and strength grew, he found that common opportunities didn’t provide much value.

For instance, the Martial Arts gained, such as Sword Techniques, Inner Strength, and various unique skills, rarely matched the peerless skills he already possessed and practiced.

In such situations, spending ten or twenty Fortune Points to learn them, what’s the use?

It’s merely to satisfy a peculiar curiosity to understand life’s unpredictability and regional customs.

Not even a bit useful.

Of course, it was slightly useful.

That is, it can save an hour to several days, saving time to obtain and understand secret manuals from other channels for some Martial Arts foundations.

Nothing more than that.

These kinds of opportunities, rather than directly accumulating them to enhance one’s Innate Talent Value and Comprehension Value.

These two kinds of comprehension, for Chen Ping who has Tribulation Value to enhance Cultivation Realm, early on might not be very useful, just casually looking for some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures can infinitely shorten the accumulation of cultivation speed.

But if it reaches the late stage, the required resources are not so easily found, even if Breaking Realm is possible, at least reaching the threshold of Realm breakthrough, right?

Then, between one realm and another, it suddenly requires ten years, a hundred years, even a thousand years or ten thousand years of accumulation, where does one find the strength for Breaking Realm?

If one wants to infinitely shorten this accumulation process, Innate Talent and Comprehension, these two innate qualities, the higher the better.

Just as the legend says,

The top-level enlightenment and root bone, sometimes, one day of cultivation equals ten years of achievement, or even a single glance sees a thousand years, immediate ascension.

That kind of aptitude is truly great aptitude.

How does mine compare?

Therefore, from this perspective, the level of Innate Talent and Comprehension can’t be too high. ƒrēewebnovel.com

More Fortune Points, the better.

This thing truly can change destiny.

As for Tribulation Points.

Of course, they can’t be underestimated.

Although they can’t change destiny, this Breaking Realm thing, in the eyes of people in the Martial World, is not necessarily worse than changing destiny; on the contrary, they value the ability to break realms more.

Speaking of people in Jianghu.

The majority, is their lack of Cultivation Technique? Is their lack of resources?

Actually, neither.

Especially those with sects or backgrounds of family Martial Cultivators, they’ve been cultivating for decades like a day, not to mention becoming Grandmasters, just envision a Celestial List ranking.

Even if ranked on the Earth List, or able to break through Innate, how many can achieve that?

Most people practice and don’t even know when they get stuck, stuck desiring immortality and death, let alone competing against heroes under heaven, and even slowly lagging behind peers around them, ending in loneliness.

In their eyes, Breaking Realm is like drinking water, simply equals having no bottleneck, this is more terrifying capability than the most genius of geniuses.

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Watching the golden opportunity appear, Chen Ping’s thoughts flew for a moment, thinking far beyond.

Thinking his previous silver opportunity only gave him one, now comes a golden opportunity, wondering what benefits it could bring, he feels somewhat eager to "Trace Origin and Steal Fortune" to see it.

Too bad the occasion isn’t quite suitable now.

The cheers sounded loudly again and again, and the elders and disciples of the Seven Stars Meridian beside also exclaimed, the sounds were all around.

After all, this is the first on the Earth List.

Standing proud at the top of the Earth List for so many years, even making the inheritors of the Three Immortal Islands and the Commander of Great Li Dynasty Brocade Guard play along.

Tang Lin’er, putting aside the martial arts, just speaking of fortune, surely it was thick as can be.

Putting aside his temperament, his martial arts indeed matched the strong ranking.

Such a character dying at Primordial Mountain’s Wind Snow Cliff, especially dying at one’s own hands, how could it not shock countless people, once the news spread, surely it would trigger a series of dramatic changes.

At this moment, it’s still unknown.

All Primordial Lineage disciples knew, this battle, their side has already won.

"Good, very good. Xiaorou, you have taken a good disciple indeed, truly giving master a reputation boost."

Sunx Yun’s wrinkled old face, seemingly every wrinkle was glowing.

"This is the first of the Earth List, Earth List’s Tang Lin’er, my Primordial Sect’s archrival Dharma Aspect Sect’s next Sect Leader, hailed as the most outstanding next-generation heir of the Zen Sect, just like that died here.

Hahaha... The ancestor is showing spirit, the ancestor is showing spirit, unwilling to see my Primordial Sect legacy extinguished.

Finally, a rejuvenating disciple appears, the day of my Primordial Sect’s resurgence isn’t far away..."

The old man laughed most arrogantly, looking at Chen Ping more and more lovingly, gradually shedding tears.

Seemingly having shame, yet also feeling difficult.

Hearing his laughter, some Primordial disciples behind had faces of both joy and sadness. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

The joy is, from now on finally escaping the days of uncertainty, no end in sight, no need to worry about enemies coming at any time, life constantly not in one’s own hands.

Loud laughter erupted, from the caves behind, came dozens of young disciples, both men and women, some still stained with blood, faces still with tears.