When Jiang Yifeng woke up, he realized it was already the next day.
Stepping out of his room, he nced at the unfinished eighth-grade defensive formation.
He kept pondering in his heart whether he should continue.
Previously, he had nned to set up an eighth-grade formation to protect the Jiang Family Mansion.
That way, he could reveal his cultivation level.
After all, in the Southern Regions, there was no one who could match him.
Of course, it wasn''t that he wanted to show off, but the Simtor could no longer exchange ordinary mortal items for origin values.
And the Simtor required a lot of origin values to upgrade. Without robbing the Immortal Arrival Sect, Jiang Yifeng couldn''t think of a better way.
So, he had initially nned to expose his cultivation and rob the Immortal Arrival Sect of various extraordinary items to exchange for origin values.But now, Jiang Yifeng was a bit hesitant.
Previously, he thought that as long as the Southern Regions didn''t produce an immortal, those powerful figures wouldn''t take action.
But now, he wasn''t so sure.
After all, Bai Moyu''s words were very clear: those powerful figures were plotting to seize the Heavenly Dao of the Nine Mystic Realm.
And Bai Moyu also said that Jiang Yifeng had fragments of the Heavenly Dao on him.
Jiang Yifeng was worried that exposing himself too much might attract those powerful figures.
But soon, he shook his head and sneered, "Overthinking!"
He felt he was worrying too much.
In previous simtions, he had caused such a bigmotion, robbing the Immortal Arrival Sect everywhere, and no powerful figures took action.
Jiang Yifeng thought that those powerful figures weren''t always watching the Southern Regions. They probably only paid attention when they sensed a tribtion for bing an immortal.
Otherwise, it was hard to exin why they only took action when someone in the Southern Regions became an immortal.
At the same time, Jiang Yifeng also thought that perhaps their conditions for seizing the Heavenly Dao were rted to someone bing an immortal.
After figuring this out, Jiang Yifeng didn''t hesitate and continued to set up the unfinished eighth-grade defensive formation.
Not long after, he suddenly stopped what he was doing.
He seemed to have thought of something, pped his forehead, and muttered to himself.
"No, setting up aplex eighth-grade defensive formation takes too long."
Jiang Yifeng realized that setting up aplex eighth-grade formation required building multiple eighth-grade formations to form abination.
Although such a formation was strong, it still couldn''tpare to a ninth-grade formation.
He thought that spending a lot of time setting up aplex eighth-grade formation was not as good as quickly improving his Formation Dao in the simtion and then setting up a higher-grade formation.
This way, he might even save some time in reality.
After figuring this out, Jiang Yifeng changed his approach and didn''t set up aplex eighth-grade formation.
Instead, he decided to set up an ordinary eighth-grade defensive formation.
After all, the previous setup could still be used. Setting up an ordinary eighth-grade defensive formation only required some minor adjustments and could bepleted quickly.
Half a dayter, Jiang Yifeng pped his hands and murmured.
"That should do it! Next time when my Formation Dao improves, I''ll set up a higher-grade one!"
The formation waspleted without any dazzling scenes because Jiang Yifeng hadn''t activated it.
Now, the reason he set up this formation was simply because he had already set up a lot before and didn''t want to waste it, so he casually modified it into an ordinary eighth-grade formation.
There''s a high chance that after the next simtion, he would rece it.
Moreover, the key point was that this formation couldn''t defend against the Tribtion Crossing stage. If he showed off too much, it might attract unnecessary trouble.
In the following days, Jiang Yifeng became idle again.
Every day, he went to the Pleasure House to listen to music, enjoying what he felt were his remaining peaceful days.
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Yifeng returned to his room and silently chanted.
"Start the simtion!"
[Consuming one simtion attempt, remaining attempts: 0]
[Drawing a purple talent costs 100 origin values, drawing an orange talent with a chance costs 1000 origin values. Please choose!]
"Choose to draw an orange talent with a chance."
[Ding, deducting 1000 origin values, talent being randomly drawn, remaining origin values...]
[Congrattions to the host for obtaining the orange talent: Pill Dao Saint Hand.]
[Pill Dao Saint Hand]: You possess an innate, supreme talent in Pill Dao.
[Obtained one-time talent: Eye of the Heavens.]
[Eye of the Heavens]: After your death, you will transform into a giant eye overlooking all beings. (Note: Can only be maintained for three days.)
Pill Dao Saint Hand, just by looking at it, one could tell it was a talent for alchemists, and it was even an orange talent.
It seemed that if he were to study Pill Refining Technique, he would surely progress rapidly.
Jiang Yifeng looked at this talent.
For a moment, he was in a dilemma. Should he change his n?
In the end, he shook his head, having made up his mind.
Although Pill Refining Technique was good, it wasn''t what he urgently needed right now.
This time, he could keep this talent, but there was no need to start learning immediately.
At this moment, the electronic voice of the Simtor sounded again.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om
[Ding: Would you like to choose a talent from the talent pool?]
[Talent pool contains talents: Thunder-Fire True Spiritual Root, Absolute Rationality.]
"Don''t choose!"
Jiang Yifeng still chose to refuse.
Although Absolute Rationality was good, Jiang Yifeng felt he should rely on himself.
The most crucial point was that this time, Jiang Yifeng had a big n for the simtion, and he didn''t want the Absolute Rationality talent to interfere.
After making his choice, he officially started the simtion.
[The 26th simtion begins!]
As soon as the words appeared on the Simtor.
Jiang Yifeng silently chanted, "Start deep simtion for fifty years!"
Yes, this was his big n.
This time, Jiang Yifeng wanted to personally experience the simtion process.
No matter the good or the bad, he would ept it.
Because he had deeply realized his shorings.
His overly cautious personality was actually not suitable for cultivation.
Once in battle, he always thought of only fighting when he had the advantage.
How could such a person have the heart of a strong cultivator?
So, Jiang Yifeng wanted to change.
He wanted to gain more experience, more knowledge, and greater courage through deep simtion.
As soon as Jiang Yifeng called for the deep simtion, the electronic voice of the Simtor sounded.
[Ding, starting deep simtion for fifty years, deducting origin values, remaining origin values...]
In an instant, Jiang Yifeng''s consciousness entered the simtion.
He looked around his room, everything was exactly the same as in reality.
If it weren''t for the fact that he couldn''t sense the presence of the Simtor in the simtion, he might have had a hard time distinguishing whether this was a simtion or reality.
After a moment of reflection, Jiang Yifeng picked up a pen and wrote a letter to his family, then left Green Hills City.
However, as soon as he stepped out of Green Hills City, he was confused.
"Which way is south?"
Fortunately, Jiang Yifeng wasn''t someone who cared about saving face. Since he couldn''t figure it out, he asked others for help.
Eventually, with the help of an old farmer, he determined the direction.
Flying southward at high speed, Jiang Yifeng soon encountered a situation.
After passing through two cities, he was stopped.
Seeing the man in ck before him, Jiang Yifeng used his Eye of Insight to check his information.
[Chu Xuan: Third level of Tribtion Crossing, Elder of the Immortal Arrival Sect.]