737: C737 Decathlon Meridian

C737 Decathlon Meridian

The void collapsed. Ye Ling opened his eyes in a daze and found that he had unknowingly appeared in a small attic. Around him were bookshelves with countless books displayed on them. They were recorded in a language that Ye Ling didn't recognize.

Looking at the book that was as vast as a sea of smoke, looking at the seats, the ground, and the ceiling, what was originally a very common sight, at that instant, Ye Ling actually felt a bit unfamiliar.

Ye Ling was used to the nothingness after a hundred years. When he saw something other than himself again, he couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded.

"Duk Duk Duk …"

At this moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard. Ye Ling subconsciously raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound.

He saw an old man who looked like he was in his forties walking step by step towards him. He was dressed in a white robe and his steps were very slow as if each step was extremely strenuous.

As if he felt Ye Ling's gaze, the elder slowly raised his head. His eyes, which seemed to be filled with the vicissitudes of life, met Ye Ling's gaze.

Ye Ling opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

At this moment, he was at a loss as to what to say.

But at the same time that Ye Ling was stunned, the old man opened his mouth: "Congratulations, young man."

"..."

Hearing that, Ye Ling was still speechless.

After a hundred years of tempering, his temperament had greatly changed. He had become much calmer. At the very least, in many matters, he was able to be without joy or sadness.

After a long silence, Ye Ling finally opened his mouth and spat out four words.

"I don't understand."

Hearing this, the elder's skin wrinkled as he revealed a benevolent smile. He shook his head gently, "No, you already understand."

The old man turned towards the bookshelf and began to count the books on top of it. He seemed to be looking for something. At the same time, his voice was heard by Ye Ling.

"The world lives in this world. It knows that it should live on, and yet many people know that they should live on, but do not know why."

"Therefore, many people are muddleheaded. They have never been able to figure out the reason for this. Or rather, they have never thought about the reason at all. Such people are called mortal spirits. They are also the creatures that are not lacking in this world."

"However, in order to become a saint, one must first have a transcendent nature. They must understand what they truly want in this world, and also firm their will. They must disdainfully pursue it." Speaking up to here, the old man paused, and then changed the topic, "The first thing that trapped you was not that boundless space, but yourself. When you understand what you really want in this world and are determined to do all of this, then there is nothing that can restrain your existence. "

"So do you understand?"

As he spoke, the old man turned around again, revealing a thick ancient book.

"So that's how it is..."

Hearing that, Ye Ling's eyes lit up with a hint of understanding.

In reality, Ye Ling wasn't a person who pursued power. A long time ago, although Ye Ling also thought about making a name for himself, but subconsciously, he still hoped that he could marry and have children like ordinary people and live a peaceful life.

Unfortunately, reality taught him a lesson. He understood that if one didn't have strength, even if one wanted to live a stable life, it would be an extravagant request. If one wanted to not be attacked by others and protect someone important, one must have strength.

This was Ye Ling's original intention.

The meaning of void space was to let Ye Ling understand what his original intention was. It would also be the trial of the fifth level.

"I understand. Thank you, senior."

Ye Ling took a deep breath, bowed respectfully and said sincerely.

Seeing this, the smile on the old man's face became even wider. With benevolence, he walked step by step towards Ye Ling. Then he saw the ancient book in his hand suddenly transform into a golden light that lingered around the withered palm.0

He extended both his hands and pointed at Ye Ling's forehead. Following that, the golden light flowed along the old man's fingertips and entered Ye Ling's forehead, disappearing in an instant.

"Since you understand, the test here has been completed for you. Young man, your future path is still very long, and the things you will experience may be different from others, but you will always remember your original intention. Only by doing this can you walk further."

"Go."

As his voice fell, the old man's voice suddenly became ethereal. Ye Ling became absent-minded for a moment and when he regained his senses, he was already outside the tower.

Ye Ling stood there, still bowing down. His eyes were closed, as if he had entered a wonderful state.

"Ding dong!"

After an unknown amount of time, a notification sound that Ye Ling hadn't heard for a long time suddenly rang out, waking him up.

"Congratulations, host has passed the fifth floor's trial, obtaining 8,000 points, along with a treasure chest of the Divine Artifact level. Would you like to open it?"

Hearing this voice, the corner of Ye Ling's mouth curved into a smile. He felt a sense of familiarity.

"Activate."

Hearing this, Ye Ling could not help but be curious. After all, the system only told him that the 5th level had another 8000 points and it did not tell him that there was another treasure chest.

"Alright, I've opened the Divine Artifact Treasure Chest. I've obtained a saint cultivation technique, the Ten Series of the Ancient Art."

"Saint rank cultivation technique?" Hearing that, Ye Ling was immediately happy. As expected of the reward that took him a hundred years to obtain, it turned out to be of the Saint level!

With this cultivation technique, Ye Ling's strength might increase by leaps and bounds in a short time.

"System, I want to practice this cultivation technique."

Ye Ling took a deep breath and said while suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"Hint: The saint rank cultivation technique belongs to the category of celestial spells. One must reach the semi-sage realm in order to enter the threshold of cultivation. The host is currently unable to practice it." The system's cold voice transmitted over, "However, if the host pays 1 million points, the system can give the host priority in cultivation."

Hearing the familiar words, Ye Ling felt helpless, but at the same time, his heart was filled with a sense of familiarity.

After all, a hundred years of boredom would only come to an end. Even if the System tricked him again, he would still feel a sense of familiarity.

"Notification. A hundred years have already passed since the host was in the tower of trials. Although the tower of trials is moving extremely slowly, fifteen days have already passed since it began accumulating in the outside world."

Hearing that, Ye Ling's eyebrows suddenly jumped. Thinking back to the situation Ye Ling's group was facing, his face slightly changed.

"Hurry, send me out of the tower of trials."

"Alright …"

Meanwhile, in the outside world.

Missile after missile landed on the barrier that enveloped the manor. Each explosion caused the barrier to tremble violently. The radiance was incomparably dim and it was on the verge of collapse.

"This is bad!"

Kerry's face changed.: "According to my analysis the damage of the barrier has reached 99." "9%!"

Right after he finished saying that, another missile descended, and 'bang!' Bang! With a loud crash, the missile launchers on the three ships adjusted their trajectory, aiming at the manor. At the same time, hundreds of dragoons finished their preparations, their cold muzzles aimed at the group!

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