Ascension failed, the system took me away

Bai Yin took a sip of tea and spoke under the expectant gazes of Xiao Hao and Wen Su.

"Although spiritual energy comes from the sun at the center of the earth and seems to be endless, it is not infinite."

“Once you’re taken out of this world, this part of you is gone forever.”

"It's like the child you worked so hard to raise grows up and runs away with the family savings. What would you think if you were a parent?"

When Xiao Hao heard this, he didn't know what he was thinking about. He was usually calm, but now he became a little angry.

"My cousin once secretly gave my uncle to his company and sold him, and took the money out of the country through irregular channels."

"I was cheated abroad and became penniless and homeless. I couldn't come back because I had no record of leaving the country. My uncle was so angry that he fell ill."

"If I could go back, I would definitely break his legs."

Wen Su nodded: "Just listening to it makes me angry."

Bai Xin stretched out his hand and a three-dimensional map covering the entire Zhuiyang Realm was unfolded.

The two of them looked at it and found that it was more detailed than the map given by Wanyao Sect, and even included areas outside the world.

"People who run away with spiritual energy will naturally not be liked by the world's 'heaven'."

"But think about it the other way around. What if it's someone who brings spiritual energy to the world?"

"That's a good child in the eyes of 'God'."

Wen Su and Xiao Hao were stunned when they heard this, and they carefully thought about what Bai Yin said.

They had already guessed it.

The chess player behind him is an even more powerful and mysterious being than even the most powerful being like the Sword God.

In addition, the divine body that the two people possessed was born and nurtured naturally, and it was simply not something that could be cultivated by human power.

Under such a coincidence, the chess player is most likely the "Heaven" mentioned by the will echoing in the sword.

"Excuse me, senior, is this 'sky' alive? Or does it have self-awareness?"

"Did He do anything to help us cross over?"

"And is it true that such beings can be contacted by us mere monks?"

Xiao Hao thought back to the novels he had read before, in which the protagonists always said something against the will of heaven.

What's wrong with you? You've suffered some setbacks in life and you can't even take care of yourself.

You still want to defy heaven? I think it will be difficult for you to even reach heaven.

He found these plots funny at the time.

Well, now it’s really my turn.

Xiao Hao's thoughts fluctuated in this sea of ​​consciousness, just like speaking loudly into Bai Yin's ear.

He filled his teapot and said, "The 'sky' of the Zhuiyang Realm has no self-awareness."

"You can understand it as a very powerful world-class celestial intelligence. It exists based on the world, and everything it does is for the Sun World itself."

"Your existence is the choice He made in order to seek a breakthrough."

"Although you are pawns, you don't have to rebel against 'heaven' if you want to save your life."

“Just like a boss won’t casually fire an employee who brings value to the company.”

Wen Su and Xiao Hao understood now:

"Senior, what you mean is that if the value we demonstrate can surpass that of the new consciousness, then Heaven will choose us and abandon the original plan to create a new consciousness?"

"Correct!"

Hearing Bai Xin's affirmative answer, Xiao Hao smiled bitterly and asked, "But...what should we do?"

I know the reason, but I can’t solve it!

As mentioned before, those who can bring spiritual energy to the world will be good children in the eyes of "Heaven".

But the question is how to bring spiritual energy to the world?

You must know that the spiritual energy they cultivate is also drawn from the world.

Apart from this, there is no other way to obtain spiritual energy, let alone bring spiritual energy to the world.

Or learn from the Sword God and split the door to the unknown with one sword?

However, it is obvious that there is no safe place behind that door, and it is hard to say what is on the other side.

Wen Su scratched his hair and pointed to the outermost layer of the three-dimensional map unfolded on the table:

"Does the senior want us to go outside the world?"

Bai Xin took a sip of tea and nodded slightly.

"That's right, but it's only partly right. It's not you!"

"How to do it, you don't know yet. The more you know, the more variables there are."

"Before that, I want you to reach the top as quickly as possible, become the strongest in this world, emulate the original Lord of the Divine Court, and unify the cultivation world."

"Don't worry about the birth of the divine fetus' consciousness. These four runes will delay the time of its birth."

"Practice well."

After saying that, Bai Qin put down the teacup, and his figure faded from the two people's sea of ​​consciousness and disappeared.

Only a set of tea table, tea sets, and a three-dimensional map of the Yang World were left.

The two could feel that they had a connection with the map and had gained the right to use it.

The tea table and tea sets also changed accordingly.

The tea table becomes a scroll, and the tea set becomes a pen, with tea as ink.

With ups and downs, and rhythmic movements, a piece of scripture fell on the scroll.

But the text above does not belong to the Zhuiyang Realm, but comes from the Blue Star.

"...breathing technique?"

The two could see that the name of this scripture had a prefix, but it was not written.

I tried practicing the breathing method, but found the results were mediocre.

To say it was mediocre was already a compliment, because the efficiency of absorbing spiritual energy was terribly low.

It's not even as good as the entry-level Qi-refining techniques that are everywhere.

Even if a minor monk randomly compiles a set of them, the effect can be better than this breathing method.

Wen Su: "The operating principle of this breathing method seems to require a specific environment or conditions, just like some fire-based exercises, which can only be performed in a fire pit to achieve the greatest effect."

Xiao Hao: "Don't think too much. Since the senior left this breathing method, there must be a reason for it. The more you think about it, the more variables there are."

……

Outside, Xiao Hao opened his eyes.

Looking a few feet away, there was an old man with white hair and beard, who looked like an old immortal.

He was dressed in gray cloth, leaning against a rock exposed on the ice, smoking a long pipe.

The smoke exhaled was like a streak of silk cutting through the sky and rushing straight into the sky.

Xiao Hao recognized at a glance that this old smoker was the current leader of the Sword Sect, Mu Linxian.

This powerful person in the world may not know you, but you cannot fail to know him.

Almost all the cultivation forces will inform their disciples about the appearance or characteristics of these powerful people, so as to avoid not knowing them and offending them by making wild remarks.

"Junior Xiao Shu, thank you Sect Master Mu for your help just now. May I ask if you are here for the message from the Sword God?"

Xiao Hao stood up, bowed, and asked straight to the point.

Mu Linxian put away his pipe, looked like an ordinary old man, waved his hand, and laughed:

"Your character is just like your sword, fast and straight."

"No need to thank me. Even if I don't move, your elders will take action."

"If it's convenient, can you tell me what my ancestor left in that sword?"

"If you can't say it, forget it."

Xiao Hao didn't say much. He took out a communication talisman, engraved the information echoing in the magic sword into it in the form of a mental imprint, and handed it to Mu Linxian.

"Did the ancestor encounter a strong enemy behind the door..."

Mu Linxian was silent for a while, then shook his head and stopped thinking about it. This was obviously not something he could help with.

However, obtaining the information in the magic sword has fulfilled the Sword Sect’s long-cherished wish.

He took out a jade pendant and threw it to Xiao Hao.

It is sky blue in color, icy to the touch, and roughly diamond-shaped.

It looks like jade, but if you look closely you will find that it is not smooth but has many tiny facets.

When you touch it, you can feel the subtle edges, as if they were cut by sword energy.

There are no words on this jade pendant, but one can vaguely sense a sword energy within it, hidden but not released.

Mu Linxian stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Use your sword intent to leave your name on it. From today on, you are the true disciple of the Sword Sect."

"Ah? This..."

How can this be possible? Doesn’t the Sect Master know that Wanyao Sect has enlightened me and given me a mentor?

Although good birds choose the right trees to roost in, the Sword Sect is indeed very suitable for the development of the younger generation.

But abandoning my own sect and joining another sect would be ungrateful and against my sword spirit.

——You have to pay more!