Towards the Path of Heaven

Chapter 13

At night, Yan Chutian sat upright on his bed. This room was the appropriate gift he received. Next to his room was Zhang Chen who was brought back by him. Nowadays, there are a lot of things scattered on the bed. This is also the prize. Most of them were related to the Spirit Gathering Plate.

After all, even though he obtained the Spirit Gathering Plate, it was extremely damaged. Even the many spiritual inscriptions on it were incomplete or even annihilated. If he wanted to use it again, he could only rely on himself to fix it.

Yan Chutian placed the Spirit Gatherer Plate in the middle. Then, he concentrated on carving spiritual inscriptions on the surrounding special materials with his own Spiritual Qi. However, it seemed that his Spiritual Qi was too weak. Therefore, the writing of spiritual inscriptions was very slow and heavy. After carving one, he was already sweating and had to stop to rest.

When he finished carving all the spiritual inscriptions, it was already late at night. Yan Chutian gasped. He rested in bed for a long time before finally waking up. His face was full of joy.

After all, the spiritual inscription was finally completed. As long as he could use the Spirit Gathering Plate normally, it was worth it!

When Yan Chutian laid down the final material to carve the spiritual inscription on the corner of the Spirit Gathering Plate, a magical scene appeared. The entire plate, including the material, emitted a faint light. One could clearly sense that the surrounding World Spirit Qi was surging towards him, flowing into a rusty metal plate. After a few breaths, the World Spirit Qi condensed into a wave of Spirit Qi.

Looking at the wave of Spiritual Qi, Yan Chutian would not let go. He immediately swallowed the Spiritual Qi like a whale swallowing a cow. Spiritual Qi flowed into his dantian continuously. Under his guidance, Spiritual Qi rushed to open the next Spiritual Meridian.

Day passed. At dawn the next day, even if his physique was unsuitable for cultivation, under the influence of the Spirit Gathering Plate, which only a few people in the mortal world could enjoy, were able to enjoy, he quickly opened the 29 Spiritual Meridians. In total, he had opened 32 Spiritual Meridians in his dantian.

This kind of news would definitely shock many so-called geniuses. It was already shocking enough for a normal cultivator to open nine Spiritual Meridians in one night. Opening twenty-nine Spiritual Meridians in one night was completely unheard of!

However, Yan Chutian was still not satisfied with this, as he knew that the first time he used the Spirit Gathering Plate, he would be able to open the Spiritual Meridians in the greatest amount. The more he used it, the fewer Spiritual Meridians he could open. In the Heaven Realm, there were countless low-level practitioners who opened 30 Spiritual Meridians the first time they used them, and there were even geniuses who were able to open 40 Spiritual Meridians!

In his previous life, he had never even seen the shadow of the Spirit Gathering Plate when he was in the Channel Opening Realm. He could only rely on his own efforts to open his meridians. Thus, even though he had the Spirit Constitution, he could hardly be on par with others. Otherwise, he would be even more shocking.

However, in this mortal realm, Yan Chutian understood that the opening speed of this kind of meridian was already too fast and would shock others. Fortunately, he was ready. The remaining materials were enough for him to set up a small formation with a concealment effect.

Although this small formation was simple, it was extremely deceptive. Not only could it hide one's true cultivation level, it could also show a fake appearance of another cultivation level.

But of course, this kind of small formation could not stand careful observation. However, Yan Chutian knew that after others glanced at his cultivation, they would avert their gaze. After all, in their eyes, his cultivation was only a small shrimp, not worth mentioning.

…

"Senior brother Zhou Xing, what do you think this is?"

On the countless large mountain far from Kai Yuan City, there was an ancient and majestic palace. In a room in the corner of the palace, a thin, white-faced young man was speaking respectfully to the tall figure sitting cross-legged. In his hand was a silver bar.

Zhou Xing turned around and glanced at the silver bars before losing interest. As a cultivator who had entered a sect, he had long lost interest in mortal gold and silver. Moreover, this sort of thing was not something he could obtain whenever he wanted.

However, as the white-faced young man slowly turned the silver bar over and revealed the word 'Zhou' at the bottom, Zhou Xing's expression changed. He who was originally sitting cross-legged suddenly ran to the front of the white-faced young man and asked in shock, "Where did you get this from?"

"Kai Yuan City."

Could it be that the deaths of his father and younger brother were not caused by those rumored monsters, but by others?

No matter what, he understood that he had to travel. If the person using the silver bars was really the murderer of his father and younger brother, he would definitely give that person a death without a burial place!

Early in the morning, there was an urgent knock on Yan Chutian's door. When Yan Chutian opened the door, he was surprised to see the person knocking on the door was Mu Wan. Mu Wan's pretty face could not hide her fatigue, but she looked even more anxious. Without hesitation, he said, "That's ... Young Master Yan, the Red Flower Fruit in the antidote recipe you gave me cannot be found in the entire Heavenly Treasure Pavilion or even in Kai Yuan City. Is there a replacement?!"

When he said this, Yan Chutian knew that Mu Wan must have been searching for the Red Flower Fruit all night without success. Otherwise, he would not be so tired and anxious at the same time. Looking at this beautiful face that was very similar to Qiu Yu, Yan Chutian inevitably felt his heart ache. He hurriedly said, "Wan'er .. don't worry, I'm here!"

"But …"

In his anxiety, Mu Wan did not even realize that Yan Chutian had changed the way he called her to Wan'er. Instead, he was constantly worried about what to do if he was unable to find the Red Flower Fruit.

"Where is the City Lord now?"

"Dad was in Mom's room yesterday."

"Bring me there."

"…"

A moment later, they both appeared in the room yesterday. Looking at the woman on the round bed, even though her face was a little reddish, she was still unconscious. On the square table beside the bed, there were many medicinal fruits that emitted spiritual energy. Glancing at Yan Chutian, he discovered that the Red Flower Fruit was indeed missing.

However, Yan Chutian inevitably felt strange. The Red Flower Fruit was not something precious, and some other medicinal fruits were even rarer than him. Why is it missing?

Suddenly, Yan Chutian seemed to think of something. Seeing Mu Feng looking at him, he whispered, "Master of Mu City, are there Red Flower Fruits around Kai Yuan City?"

Hearing this, Mu Feng's eyes narrowed. First he nodded, then slowly said, "But now, there's nothing left."

This sentence indicated the reason, which made Yan Chutian's expression slightly change. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "It's okay. If there is no more Red Flower Fruit, we can replace it with Red Spirit Fruit. Are there Red Spirit Fruits around Kai Yuan City?"

"Yes, but it only grows on cliffs!"

Mu Wan took the lead to reply, while Mu Feng once again remained silent. Yan Chutian heard this and smiled faintly, "That's good. City Lord Mu can take me along when you go to the cliff to look for the Red Spirit Fruit. As long as we can obtain the Red Spirit Fruit, along with many spiritual medicines, it will also have the power to detoxify!"

"Dad, I want to go too!"

Mu Wan immediately shouted. However, Mu Feng did not answer his question. Instead, he looked at Yan Chutian and said, "Are you confident?"