Longevity: Starting from the Qi Tags - Chapter 298
Chapter 298: Chapter 202: The Holy Body of the Human Race, the Sacred Institute, and the God Institute! (10/53 additional for the Silver Alliance)
Four thousand feet … three thousand feet … two thousand feet …
The further Jiang Yuan went, the heavier the weight he felt on his back.
Looking ahead, only a thousand feet remained, yet Jiang Yuan felt as if the weight on his back had already tripled from the start.
No wonder nobody could reach this place considering the terrifying rate of increase. He exclaimed inwardly.
Even he found his muscles aching under this weight.
He took another step, his movements slow yet determined.
Nine hundred feet … seven hundred feet … five hundred feet …
The crystal palace glistening in golden hue was now clearly visible to him in the remaining distance.
But the palace floating above the sea is just an illusion.
The real Dragon Palace lies beneath.
The very core of the Pearl Cave.
Jiang Yuan noticed that under the illusionary Dragon Palace, the seawater parted to reveal a large gap leading to the bottom of the sea.
“He succeeded!” Lin Yuqing stated in a calm tone.
“Young Master has successfully made it!” Shu Xiaoxiao exclaimed joyously.
Zhou Qiu had a complex expression in his eyes; he had never expected Jiang Yuan to come so far.
Above the sea,
Jiang Yuan had now reached the border beneath the seawater.
Looking at the Dragon Palace underneath, illuminated with an iridescent light, he felt somewhat excited.
Having suffered through various trials and tribulations, Jiang Yuan had finally arrived before the Dragon Palace.
Now, as long as he descended, he would be able to enter the Dragon Palace, and find out if there was anything left behind by the human Saint in the core of Pearl Cave.
If there was, it would be the most precious item in this illusionary world.
He took another step forward, and he was within a half a step from the gap beneath him.
The pressure on him vanished in an instant.
He did it!
A faint smile crossed Jiang Yuan’s face.
Then he took another step forward, suspended in midair.
Drifting downward under his direction.
After a few seconds.
He arrived in front of the so-called Dragon Palace.
On his head was an ordinary golden plate inscribed with two big characters.
Dragon Palace!
The stairway before him was paved with milky-white jade.
Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and slowly walked into the Dragon Palace.
Once past the threshold, the glittery interior, with its resplendent shine, dazzled him.
Whether it was the walls, the beams, or the Jade pillars, all were inlaid with colorful gemstones, emanating magnificent radiance.
“Young man!” A soft voice echoed into Jiang Yuan’s ears.
Right in front of him, a spectral figure of an old man with white hair suddenly appeared.
He was taken aback when he saw the old man’s face.
He had seen this man before, with a glimpse of him in his most astonished state.
It was him who had seen off the Sea Dragon King with a single finger when he was refining that blade of grass.
The face of the Saint he saw at the time was no different from the old man before him.
In the Eastern Region, thousands of miles away.
By a serene lake, an old man with white hair was fishing with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
“Oh! The Pearl Cave, someone has passed my test?”
“This is incredible!”
He sighed while shaking his head, then turned his gaze towards Qianyuan Kingdom.
It was as if he could see through the vast expanse of the earth, and in his eyes were reflected the image of Jiang Yuan.
“This is an impressive young man! It’s impressive that he reached this level of cultivation at his age in a resource-poor kingdom like Qianyuan!”
His eyes reflected a touch of surprise.
It was unexpected that his casual act would yield such a harvest.
An unclaimed world like this would not have survived for long without a master.
But he didn’t expect that within a hundred years, one would emerge to pass his test.
Moreover, this person was even more exceptional than he had originally imagined.
In the Pearl Cave.
Dragon Palace.
Jiang Yuan looked at the spectral figure before him and hurriedly bowed, saying, “It’s an honor to meet you, senior!”
This man only appeared as a spectral figure, but Jiang Yuan dared not treat him as such.
He was unlike the spectral figure of the Daoist monk he had seen in the Place of Meditation.
This was a spectral image left by a Saint. It had been over a hundred years since his final battle against the Demon King.
Jiang Yuan didn’t know how long one could live after achieving the Saint Dao Fruit.
But he did know that this person was most likely still alive.
A little over a hundred years would hardly exhaust his lifespan.
The white-haired old man looked at Jiang Yuan, stroked his beard, and said with a smile, “Excellent! This boy is truly remarkable. He emerged from the tiny Qianyuan Kingdom and passed my test in just over a hundred years!”
“It turned out to be a test from the senior!” Jiang Yuan revealed a look of sudden realization.
The white-haired old man chuckled, “Judging from your expression, you must have guessed it!”
Jiang Yuan gave a respectful nod. He had no intention of being anything other than completely honest in front of such an old monster.
Adding up his two lifetimes, he likely didn’t possess a tenth of this old monster’s experience.
Especially considering that this man was a Saint who had achieved the Saint Dao Fruit, his life experiences and wisdom were truly incomparable to ordinary people.
“You’re right, senior. I had a hint of this before I came,” said Jiang Yuan.
The white-haired old man also laughed, seeming increasingly pleased with what he saw in Jiang Yuan.
His original expectation wasn’t high.
After all, his requirement was to have an unrivalled physical body to pass his test.
Among humans, those with strong physical bodies were extremely rare.
If the body was not strong enough, no matter how young one was, or how high their cultivation was, they could not pass his test.
Yet, not only did Jiang Yuan pass his test, but from the looks of it, the test didn’t seem to be too difficult for him.
His clothes were not stained with blood, indicating that his physical body did not burst on his journey here.
