Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Chapter 119 "You are the State Preceptor, right?

The scholar gaining the inheritance of the Sword Cultivator was essentially a sure thing.

With the small tricks taught by Old Man Cao, combined with the scholar's dramatic ups and downs over the past few years, which perfectly matched the requirements of the Sword Cultivator's inheritance, it was basically a done deal.

Having obtained three Nascent Soul bodies, that task was practically completed.

All ten entries for Refining Pill were also ready.

Both the Eight Desolate Fruit and the Evil Wood were in hand.

He also possessed the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, the Seven-colored term, and a strand of Heavenly Dao Destiny.

Now all that was missing were six mid-grade Golden Cores, and this rigorous condition would be completely fulfilled. For this rank ten Golden Core, he really went through a lot of trouble, and he was finally about to reap the fruits of his labor.

Although Mid-grade Golden Cores were not easy to find, obtaining six within a year shouldn't be a big issue.

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Chen Qiu didn't think further but focused entirely on casting his line again, needing to catch a total of eight pink fish to qualify for the eighth-level secret Seven-colored stage—so far, he had only caught one.

Seven more to go.

At this moment, not far away, another lucky individual managed to catch a fish that constantly changed colors among grey, green, and seven-colored. This time, the lucky one learned from the previous unfortunate soul's experience.

With a determined expression, he chose the seven-colored.

And so...

The fish, shifting among the three colors, finally turned grey again and transformed into a single coin.

The initially gloomy and regretful unfortunate soul, who was regretting not choosing the seven-colored fish initially, paused slightly after witnessing this scene and then suddenly displayed a heartfelt smile, looking genuinely happy.

Suddenly, he felt much better, though he didn't know why.

The once slightly damaged Tao Foundation felt as if it had been instantly repaired. Truly a divine doctor.

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"Finally, eight of them!"

After catching many fish of random colors, Chen Qiu finally caught the eighth pink fish. By now, his Storage Ring quietly contained seven "Heavenly Dao Detoxification Pills."

He didn't need these now, but they would play a decisive role if he ever needed them in the future.

After catching the eighth pink fish, he didn't stay a moment longer. He immediately stored the pink fishing rod into his Storage Ring and ran towards the cabin interior, heading straight for the secret eighth level!

Time was running short.

Now, less than half an hour was left before the Secret Realm closed.

It was his first time feeling that time in the Secret Realm was so short and wishing it could last a bit longer.

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'Secret Stage: Eighth Level, defeat five Golden Core third-layer Fishman Monsters within a hundred breaths.'

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"Boom!!"

The moment the cloud mist of the stage panel dispersed, Chen Qiu instantly detonated five white entry card slips he had just caught, releasing a Thunder Summoning Technique. Detonation of the entry card with a full force strike from a Golden Core Peak released only one Thunder Summoning Technique—not like thousands he could release simultaneously.

If he had used a card to release the Nine Poison Nether Soul Technique with a full force blow at Golden Core Peak, he would only need one entry to defeat all five Golden Core third-layer Fishman Monsters, as the Nine Poison Nether Soul Technique was an area attack.

But the advantage of Thunder Summoning Technique was its near-instantaneous execution.

Unlike the Nine Poison Nether Soul Technique, which needed green Demon Fire to rise in the air before drifting towards the enemy, he wasn't sure whether the five Fishman Monsters would use Divine Sense Attacks. Naturally, an instantaneous attack seemed more reliable to him, even though it would consume a few more white entries.

But it didn't matter anyway.

Later, when using the pink and golden fishing rods, he caught several more red fish transformed into white entry jade slips, enough for use.

In this type of battle,

The one who acts first would win.

And he was clearly faster.

The five Golden Core third-layer Fishman Monsters turned into wisps of green smoke in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the ether, accompanied by clouds once again enveloping the empty deck, and he reappeared inside the cabin.

The eighth room had disappeared after he passed it.

It seems this Secret Realm only allows one person to possess a Seven-colored fishing rod. Anyway, this rule hardly made any difference, as virtually no one in the Secret Realm even possessed a Purple fishing rod. He noticed only two people had Blue fishing rods, and most of the others had either green or Yellow fishing rods.

There wasn't even anyone with a Purple fishing rod, capable of catching Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

Not to mention possessing a Red fishing rod that could catch white entry jade slips.

...

Standing in the cabin, Chen Qiu looked down at the Seven-colored fishing rod in his hand, its color identical to the Seven-colored term within his Tao Foundation. The rod, composed of seven intertwining colors, felt warm like jade in his hands.

It was entirely translucent, and had shortened again, now roughly the length of a long sword, hardly resembling a fishing rod anymore.

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'Seven-colored fishing rod.'

'Capable of catching the highest level of Seven-colored fish, upgrade limit reached, can be taken out of the Secret Realm.'

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The Seven-colored fishing rod had reached its limit, and its quality could no longer be upgraded. However, there was an additional line on the panel now: can be taken out of the Secret Realm.

This made Chen Qiu's eyes flash with joy.

He quite liked the rod in his hand; it didn't look ordinary and even if it served no other purpose, it would make an excellent collectible.

Moreover, only a Seven-colored fishing rod could be taken out of the Secret Realm.

He wouldn't believe for a moment that this Seven-colored rod was utterly useless.

...

Less than half an hour remained of the Secret Realm's duration. Now was not the time to study these matters. Chen Qiu had already walked briskly toward the edge of the deck, the Seven-colored fishing rod in his hand too conspicuous on the empty deck.