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The entire secret realm fell silent. Everyone was first shocked by Jiang Li’s domineering card drawing stance, then silenced by the explosion of the black box.

To sum up in a sentence: they’ve seen too little.

“This one…” Dongxu Zhenren wanted to comfort the cultivator who exploded the black box, but realized he didn’t know the other party’s name.

“Wang Li.” Jiang Li introduced himself.

Not far away, Yuan Wuxing had a strange expression, as if he had remembered a person named Zhang Li who used to wander around Dao Sect.

Qin Luan also remembered the first time he met Mr. Jiang, who called himself Kong Li, in front of the Mysterious Secret Realm.

“I wanted to ask if I could…” Jiang Li was about to say something, but was hastily interrupted by Dongxu Zhenren.

“You can’t get a refund on the Spirit Stones.”

Dongxu Zhenren was scared by this Wang Li, who filled the slots with six hundred and forty-eight top quality Spirit Stones without blinking an eye. He had just completed a half-hour ten-card draw, God knows how many Spirit Stones he had thrown in.

Jiang Li looked like he was only at the God-transformation stage, but the wealth he showed was extraordinary. Dongxu Zhenren thought he must be the illegitimate child of some rich Transcendence Tribulation Stage cultivator.

If he were asked to pay for the damage, he would guarantee to run away immediately, even forsaking the Dongxu Secret Realm.

“I wanted to ask, can the black box be repaired? I want to continue drawing.”

Dongxu Zhenren shook his head energetically: “No, the black box was forged by me in imitation of the Storage Ring. If the Storage Ring is damaged, we lose contact with the space inside it and can’t repair it. The same goes for the black box… theoretically.”

Dongxu Zhenren had never tried to repair the black box before, because until now, the black box had never exploded.

“I see.” Jiang Li was very disappointed, he still wanted to defy destiny and draw his own card.

Although he could draw other people’s black boxes, it wasn’t as satisfying as drawing his own.

“I want to give it a try.” Bai Hongtu watched Jiang Li playing so happily, rolled up his sleeves and also got interested.

One white, nine purple.

“It’s not as good as the previous nine purple and one gold.” Bai Hongtu wasn’t very satisfied with the result of his draw: one white Body Integration Realm, eighteen purple Transcendance Tribulation Stage, and one gold Jiang Li card.

Jiang Li’s face turned black.

The gaming experience was terrible.

Bai Hongtu checked the card with his likeness on it. The displayed stage was early Transcendence Tribulation.

He had a sudden idea, took two cards of his likeness and put them together. The cards miraculously merged into one, and the information on the card also changed.

Bai Hongtu, middle stage of Transcendence Tribulation.

He repeated the process with two more cards of his likeness.

Bai Hongtu, late stage of Transcendence Tribulation.

Bai Hongtu, passed one Divine Ascension Tribulation.

Just as Bai Hongtu wanted to continue upgrading his own card, he found he couldn’t merge anymore.

“What’s going on?”

Dongxu Zhenren explained: “It’s hit its limit. Sect Master Bai Hongtu has only passed one Divine Ascension Tribulation, so he can only merge three cards, leveling up three times.”

“If Sect Master Bai Hongtu is able to continue crossing the Divine Ascension Tribulation, I will update the cards.”

“…..You’re quite rigorous.” Bai Hongtu was at a loss for words, he had thought he could carry out his goal of passing the Divine Ascension Tribulation twice on the card.

“As a cultivator, being rigorous is necessary.”

“Actually, you don’t have to be so rigorous. You could try to upgrade my… Sect Master Bai Hongtu’s card first.” Bai Hongtu tried to persuade him, but Dongxu Zhenren’s stance was firm.

“No. This is a matter concerning the formidable Transcendance Tribulation. It’s not a joke. What if Sect Master Bai Hongtu gets angry and vents his anger on me?”

Yuan Wuxing and others chuckled secretly.

If you don’t upgrade the card, Sect Master Bai Hongtu is unhappy right now.

Bai Hongtu was too embarrassed to announce that he was Bai Hongtu and that he wanted to upgrade his own card.

“Why does the card with Jiang Li’s image only indicate the Mahayana stage, and not the early, middle, or late Mahayana stages?”

The division of grades in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage isn’t of much significance. Anyone who can reach this stage possesses extraordinary abilities. For instance, Yu Yin stepped into the Transcendance Tribulation Stage recently, and yet he can manipulate national destiny. Even veterans of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage don’t dare underestimate him just because he’s a newcomer.

Dongxu the Truth man counter-asked, “How do we classify the Mahayana Realm?”

Bai Hongtu turned and asked the man with a gloomy expression, “How do we classify the Mahayana Realm?”

“I have no idea, I’m Wang Li, not Jiang Li.”

In fact, Jiang Li himself does not know how to classify the Mahayana Realm. He only knows that ever since he became a cultivator in the Mahayana Realm, he has been continuously getting stronger. The pace at which his power is increasing is faster than that of the power increase from the celestial tribulation. Gradually, the celestial tribulation becomes a trivia to him.

In the past, he would prepare earnestly for his celestial tribulation, worried about what might happen if he couldn’t survive it.

Now, it’s the celestial tribulation that has to prepare properly, striving to impose some pressure on this man called Jiang Li.

“The Mahayana Realm can be classified by age.” Bai Hongtu never tires of discussing class divisions.

While holding the golden card that represents luck, he said, “For example, this one is Jiang Li at two hundred years old.”

“After leveling up, it will be Jiang Li at three hundred years old. Then it’s four hundred, five hundred… How perfect!”

Everyone thought about it and felt if there was another Mahayana cultivator in Jiuzhou, they would probably say:

“Look, that person is a two hundred-year-old Mahayana cultivator!”

“What? This Mahayana cultivator is actually three hundred years old!”

“A four hundred-year-old Mahayana cultivator is horrifying indeed!”

“He…He lived till five hundred years after becoming a Mahayana cultivator!”

It feels somewhat odd.

Dongxu the Truth did not consent to Bai Hongtu’s whimsical thinking. His reasoning remained the same as before: this matter related to the powers of those in the Mahayana Realm, and he dared not arbitrarily classify them.

Seeing that everyone had used up their ten free chances to draw cards and no one wanted to spend six hundred and forty-eight premium spirit stones for another draw, Dongxu the Truth finally announced the end of the competition.

“Now that the Secret Realm exploration has concluded, I have assessed the luck of each participant.”

“Song Ying, Aguna…you all are of medium-grade luck.”

“Yuan Wuxing, Little Fox, you have high-grade luck.”

“Qin Luan, you possess top-grade luck.”

“The others should leave the Secret Realm. Fellow cultivators with at least medium-grade luck, stay. I have gifts for you.”

Dongxu the Truth glanced at Bai Hongtu, who undoubtedly had excellent luck and was eligible for the final reward.

But the case with Jiang Li perplexed Dongxu the Truth. He couldn’t determine whether Jiang Li was fortunate or not, his intuition sometimes hits, sometimes misses, so he couldn’t just rely on it.

Given that Jiang Li had provided him with plenty of spine-chilling spirit stones, Dongxu the Truth grouped him and Bai Hongtu in the same tier, both were eligible for the final reward.

“Please wait a moment, both of you. I have something to discuss with you.”

“Song Ying, I see that you practice the art of painting. Early on, I managed to obtain this brush. An unknown Werewolf Demon King from the White Marsh Empire contracted alopecia, and I seized the opportunity to steal some of its hair and forge this brush. I present it to you.”

“Aguna, from your appearance, it seems that you’re from the Gu tribe. Although I’m not exactly proficient in Gu techniques, I understand that your tribe uses Qi and blood to nurture the Gu. Here is an elixir that can increase your blood and Qi. I present it to you.”

“Yuan Wuxing…”

“Little Fox…”

“Qin Luan, your luck is an uncommon sight in my life. There should be a place for you in the future of Jiuzhou. The lightning methods you cultivate are too forthright. You should soften them with Yin energy. This Nine Yin Fruit can neutralize the excessive Yang energy in you.”

Dongxu the Truth did not hide while presenting these gifts. Everyone witnessed what the others received, and greed arose. Especially when they saw Qin Luan receiving the Nine Yin Fruit–an incredibly valuable treasure that could draw thirty cards!

It wasn’t hard to predict what they would do after leaving.

Dongxu the Truth did this on purpose.

He believed that stealing and counter-stealing were a part of one’s luck, and he shouldn’t interfere. Those with good luck will always have the last laugh.

“You two don’t appear to be cultivators in the Divinity Transformation Stage, are you?” Dongxu the Truth turned towards the two men who looked younger than their spiritual age, and asked.

“I’m Wang Li, Divinity Transformation Stage.”

“I’m Wang Hongtu, Divinity Transformation Stage.”