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Chapter 184
chapter 0113 part 1
Chapter 113: Cultivation Resources, Hibernation Pod
Cultivation Resources, that's right. Exchanging corpses for Cultivation Resources, this was the first thought that appeared in Tang Song's mind after looking at the Engineer in the Hibernation Pod.
It wasn't that he was petty; he couldn't help it. Tang Song had been terribly hungry when he was in the Jambudvīpa World.
Class Solidification, this was Tang Song's biggest feeling when he transmigrated to the Jambudvīpa World.
There were thousands of Earth Veins in the world, but most of them were owned.
Some Earth Veins that could produce high-quality Killing Intent were even cordoned off as their private domain by Ancestral Courts and great sects.
Those with better methods would set up Restriction Formations, arrange Forbidden Arts, and claim the land as their territory.
They would enfeoff some Monsters and Demonic Spirits as Earth Gods and River Gods!
To guard the Earth Veins and Water Veins for them!
Every dozen years, the disciples of their sects would come with Talismans at set times to collect the Killing Intent, truly a steady stream.
On auspicious days like the Patriarch's grand birthday, they would also selectively release resources, distribute some Earth Vein Killing Intent, select Outer Disciples, and recruit disciples with good fortune.
Some sects of orthodoxy passed down by Great Divine Ability Users were completely unrestrained, directly using methods to confine thousands of miles of mountains and great rivers within their own sect's Cave Heaven, calling it a Blessed Land.
As for Rogue Cultivators with no background, they could only barely pick up some leftovers that the others didn't want.
Some Rogue Cultivators, in pursuit of Cultivation Resources, had no choice but to venture deep into the mountains and Great Marsh, fight Monsters, gather Great Medicine, and risk their lives to exchange for Cultivation Resources.
When Tang Song transmigrated, he was just an insignificant Rogue Cultivator with no decent combat techniques, only able to engage in activities like gathering herbs and grave robbing.
Back then, Tang Song almost lost his life to a Mountain Demon for a hundred-year-old Siberian Solomon's Seal.
As for a Cultivator mingling among Tomb Raiders, does that sound strange? But in the Jambudvīpa World, Tomb Raiders, Grave Robbers, Charitable Estate Operators, Paper Effigy Craftsmen, and Executioners were often Rogue Cultivators who were great hermits hidden in the city.
It wasn't that they were some kind of masters.
Rather, these professions often hid some Cultivation Resources that the great sects disdained to pick up.
Take the grave robbing profession Tang Song was involved in, the Antiques and Gold and Silver in the tombs were secondary.
Any royalty or nobility would surely choose a Feng Shui Treasure Land for their grand burial after death. The Auspicious Feng Shui Spots they selected often had the effect of Nourishing Corpses.
Ordinary Tomb Raiders sought gold, silver, and jewels, while the Cultivators mingling among them sought Sha Corpses, Magic Tools, and Spiritual Items nourished by Earth Veins.
Two Walking Corpses nourished by Earth Qi, dead but not stiff, could be exchanged for three Qingfu Coins in the Cultivation Market.
These Qingfu Coins condensed from incense could be directly used to Refine Magic Tools or for bartering.
One should know that the price of an ordinary Magic Tool with three Restriction Formations was only around twenty Qingfu Coins.
The True Inheritance disciples of some great sects naturally wouldn't care about this small amount of Qingfu Coins, but for Rogue Cultivators, saving up and working hard for over a decade could exchange for a portion of Killing Intent to attempt Sha Condensation. Once they succeeded by chance, the world would be different from then on.
As for why Tang Song felt that if it were in the Jambudvīpa World, the Engineer's physical body would definitely sell for a high price,
Monsters and mutated humans who were Naturally Born Rare Species were not uncommon, and Cultivators whose souls had departed and suffered Cultivation Deviation, leaving only their Husks, were extremely numerous.
But a Rare Species Husk whose Soul had died naturally, whose physical body still maintained Vitality, and which had been preserved for a thousand years, was extremely rare and valuable for some Forming the Core Cultivators whose Lifespan was nearing its end.
There was no need to Reincarnate and Re-cultivate, nor experience the Mystery in the Womb. As long as they transferred their Golden Core into this Husk and modified it with Magic Power, they could live another life.
A Husk as perfect as this Engineer's, if placed in the Cultivation Market, could be exchanged for a Magic Tool at Earthly Fiend Consummation.
If it were in the Jambudvīpa World, Boss Tang might not even be able to gather enough Qingfu Coins to exchange for an Earthly Fiend Consummation Magic Tool, even after robbing hundreds of royal tombs.
And that's assuming he didn't encounter any Backup Plans left by Great Cultivators in those royal tombs.
The reason Tang Song later resigned himself to being ordinary, becoming a wealthy Mortal, was because his group had once targeted the tomb of an ancient king.
They just didn't expect that unlucky king had been targeted by someone during his lifetime.
They cast a spell, using a method to ruin a nation's destiny, causing that fellow to become the king of a fallen nation.
Cursed by millions, and buried in the White Tiger Burial Ground after death, he underwent three hundred years of refinement, turning that fellow into an Unmelting Bone Corpse.
Three hundred years of planning, just to refine an Unmelting Bone Corpse, and it looked like this was just a move casually made by some old demon, who might have even forgotten about it himself.
Tang Song and his group of seven, the one with the highest Cultivation was close to Sha Condensation, but in the end, except for Tang Song, they all perished in the tomb.
The reason Tang Song managed to escape by chance was that the Restriction Formation set up in the tomb leaned towards Curses. Tang Song's Destiny, thanks to his transmigration, was slightly off, which allowed him to survive the calamity.
The experience in the Jambudvīpa World had always given Tang Song a Sense of Oppression, which was different from his time on Earth.
In an ordinary world, no matter if you were an emperor, general, or a high and mighty financial magnate or president, no matter how great your Power and Influence were in life, after death you were just a handful of dust.
No one could stand at the peak of the Pyramid forever. The class hierarchy might be strict, but Ordinary People could still see a glimmer of hope.
But in the Jambudvīpa World, Cultivators could attain the Dao and achieve Immortality. The Patriarch of a Great Divine Ability User was enough to ensure the Orthodoxy's eternal existence.
Even the Mountain and River Deities and City God and Earth God were enfeoffed by them. The entire Heaven and Earth seemed to be enveloped by an invisible Great Net.
This was also the reason Tang Song had been desperately Cultivating all along, accumulating Cultivation Resources like a frantic Hamster.
If this Heaven and Earth also had a Sky Curtain covering the sky, and Deities forever occupying the peak of the Pyramid, then it could only be him!
Uh, as for overthrowing it, Boss Tang didn't have that idea. If someone was always going to be high above, why shouldn't it be him!
…………
Tang Song looked at the Engineer in the Hibernation Pod, his Thoughts running wild. Things were different now. The resources he could mobilize in this world were arguably hundreds, even thousands of times more than in the Jambudvīpa World.
Take the thirty-six Body-Protecting Armored Corpses he refined, for example. Even in the Jambudvīpa World, below the Gang Refining Realm, he could rely on the thirty-six Body-Protecting Silver Armored Corpses to be unstoppable in the cultivation world.
Click-clack!
Charles Bishop Weyland, piloting his Exoskeleton Suit, walked up to Tang Song and leaned over to look at the Engineer lying in the Hibernation Pod.
The pale Skin, that face identical to a Human's, made Charles Bishop Weyland feel a sense of unfamiliarity mixed with familiarity.
He had explored many ruins and had a good understanding of the Engineer race, but this was the first time he had seen a "living" Engineer.
"It's truly beautiful! Tang, doesn't it look like the Titan Giants from Greek mythology?"
Charles Bishop Weyland marveled at the white giant's physique, turning his head to exclaim towards Tang Song.
Titan Giant? Him? A sharp glint flashed in Tang Song's eyes, a hint of dismissiveness deep within his gaze.
Aside from its Materials Value, he really couldn't see any beauty in this white giant.
The Engineer race might have made great achievements in the Biotechnology Field, cultivating the Alien, an Ultimate Hunter capable of adapting to various extreme environments and absorbing the Genes of various Creatures.
But judging by the level of Qi and Blood in this undead body, calling it a Titan Giant was an exaggeration.
Not counting the Technology and Spaceship bonuses, there were plenty of Superhumans on Earth stronger than it.
This wasn't an ordinary world. Since Asgard existed, the Olympus Pantheon might also exist.
Chapter 113: Cultivation Resources, Hibernation Pod
Cultivation Resources, that's right. Exchanging corpses for Cultivation Resources, this was the first thought that appeared in Tang Song's mind after looking at the Engineer in the Hibernation Pod.
It wasn't that he was petty; he couldn't help it. Tang Song had been terribly hungry when he was in the Jambudvīpa World.
Class Solidification, this was Tang Song's biggest feeling when he transmigrated to the Jambudvīpa World.
There were thousands of Earth Veins in the world, but most of them were owned.
Some Earth Veins that could produce high-quality Killing Intent were even cordoned off as their private domain by Ancestral Courts and great sects.
Those with better methods would set up Restriction Formations, arrange Forbidden Arts, and claim the land as their territory.
They would enfeoff some Monsters and Demonic Spirits as Earth Gods and River Gods!
To guard the Earth Veins and Water Veins for them!
Every dozen years, the disciples of their sects would come with Talismans at set times to collect the Killing Intent, truly a steady stream.
On auspicious days like the Patriarch's grand birthday, they would also selectively release resources, distribute some Earth Vein Killing Intent, select Outer Disciples, and recruit disciples with good fortune.
Some sects of orthodoxy passed down by Great Divine Ability Users were completely unrestrained, directly using methods to confine thousands of miles of mountains and great rivers within their own sect's Cave Heaven, calling it a Blessed Land.
As for Rogue Cultivators with no background, they could only barely pick up some leftovers that the others didn't want.
Some Rogue Cultivators, in pursuit of Cultivation Resources, had no choice but to venture deep into the mountains and Great Marsh, fight Monsters, gather Great Medicine, and risk their lives to exchange for Cultivation Resources.
When Tang Song transmigrated, he was just an insignificant Rogue Cultivator with no decent combat techniques, only able to engage in activities like gathering herbs and grave robbing.
Back then, Tang Song almost lost his life to a Mountain Demon for a hundred-year-old Siberian Solomon's Seal.
As for a Cultivator mingling among Tomb Raiders, does that sound strange? But in the Jambudvīpa World, Tomb Raiders, Grave Robbers, Charitable Estate Operators, Paper Effigy Craftsmen, and Executioners were often Rogue Cultivators who were great hermits hidden in the city.
It wasn't that they were some kind of masters.
Rather, these professions often hid some Cultivation Resources that the great sects disdained to pick up.
Take the grave robbing profession Tang Song was involved in, the Antiques and Gold and Silver in the tombs were secondary.
Any royalty or nobility would surely choose a Feng Shui Treasure Land for their grand burial after death. The Auspicious Feng Shui Spots they selected often had the effect of Nourishing Corpses.
Ordinary Tomb Raiders sought gold, silver, and jewels, while the Cultivators mingling among them sought Sha Corpses, Magic Tools, and Spiritual Items nourished by Earth Veins.
Two Walking Corpses nourished by Earth Qi, dead but not stiff, could be exchanged for three Qingfu Coins in the Cultivation Market.
These Qingfu Coins condensed from incense could be directly used to Refine Magic Tools or for bartering.
One should know that the price of an ordinary Magic Tool with three Restriction Formations was only around twenty Qingfu Coins.
The True Inheritance disciples of some great sects naturally wouldn't care about this small amount of Qingfu Coins, but for Rogue Cultivators, saving up and working hard for over a decade could exchange for a portion of Killing Intent to attempt Sha Condensation. Once they succeeded by chance, the world would be different from then on.
As for why Tang Song felt that if it were in the Jambudvīpa World, the Engineer's physical body would definitely sell for a high price,
Monsters and mutated humans who were Naturally Born Rare Species were not uncommon, and Cultivators whose souls had departed and suffered Cultivation Deviation, leaving only their Husks, were extremely numerous.
But a Rare Species Husk whose Soul had died naturally, whose physical body still maintained Vitality, and which had been preserved for a thousand years, was extremely rare and valuable for some Forming the Core Cultivators whose Lifespan was nearing its end.
There was no need to Reincarnate and Re-cultivate, nor experience the Mystery in the Womb. As long as they transferred their Golden Core into this Husk and modified it with Magic Power, they could live another life.
A Husk as perfect as this Engineer's, if placed in the Cultivation Market, could be exchanged for a Magic Tool at Earthly Fiend Consummation.
If it were in the Jambudvīpa World, Boss Tang might not even be able to gather enough Qingfu Coins to exchange for an Earthly Fiend Consummation Magic Tool, even after robbing hundreds of royal tombs.
And that's assuming he didn't encounter any Backup Plans left by Great Cultivators in those royal tombs.
The reason Tang Song later resigned himself to being ordinary, becoming a wealthy Mortal, was because his group had once targeted the tomb of an ancient king.
They just didn't expect that unlucky king had been targeted by someone during his lifetime.
They cast a spell, using a method to ruin a nation's destiny, causing that fellow to become the king of a fallen nation.
Cursed by millions, and buried in the White Tiger Burial Ground after death, he underwent three hundred years of refinement, turning that fellow into an Unmelting Bone Corpse.
Three hundred years of planning, just to refine an Unmelting Bone Corpse, and it looked like this was just a move casually made by some old demon, who might have even forgotten about it himself.
Tang Song and his group of seven, the one with the highest Cultivation was close to Sha Condensation, but in the end, except for Tang Song, they all perished in the tomb.
The reason Tang Song managed to escape by chance was that the Restriction Formation set up in the tomb leaned towards Curses. Tang Song's Destiny, thanks to his transmigration, was slightly off, which allowed him to survive the calamity.
The experience in the Jambudvīpa World had always given Tang Song a Sense of Oppression, which was different from his time on Earth.
In an ordinary world, no matter if you were an emperor, general, or a high and mighty financial magnate or president, no matter how great your Power and Influence were in life, after death you were just a handful of dust.
No one could stand at the peak of the Pyramid forever. The class hierarchy might be strict, but Ordinary People could still see a glimmer of hope.
But in the Jambudvīpa World, Cultivators could attain the Dao and achieve Immortality. The Patriarch of a Great Divine Ability User was enough to ensure the Orthodoxy's eternal existence.
Even the Mountain and River Deities and City God and Earth God were enfeoffed by them. The entire Heaven and Earth seemed to be enveloped by an invisible Great Net.
This was also the reason Tang Song had been desperately Cultivating all along, accumulating Cultivation Resources like a frantic Hamster.
If this Heaven and Earth also had a Sky Curtain covering the sky, and Deities forever occupying the peak of the Pyramid, then it could only be him!
Uh, as for overthrowing it, Boss Tang didn't have that idea. If someone was always going to be high above, why shouldn't it be him!
…………
Tang Song looked at the Engineer in the Hibernation Pod, his Thoughts running wild. Things were different now. The resources he could mobilize in this world were arguably hundreds, even thousands of times more than in the Jambudvīpa World.
Take the thirty-six Body-Protecting Armored Corpses he refined, for example. Even in the Jambudvīpa World, below the Gang Refining Realm, he could rely on the thirty-six Body-Protecting Silver Armored Corpses to be unstoppable in the cultivation world.
Click-clack!
Charles Bishop Weyland, piloting his Exoskeleton Suit, walked up to Tang Song and leaned over to look at the Engineer lying in the Hibernation Pod.
The pale Skin, that face identical to a Human's, made Charles Bishop Weyland feel a sense of unfamiliarity mixed with familiarity.
He had explored many ruins and had a good understanding of the Engineer race, but this was the first time he had seen a "living" Engineer.
"It's truly beautiful! Tang, doesn't it look like the Titan Giants from Greek mythology?"
Charles Bishop Weyland marveled at the white giant's physique, turning his head to exclaim towards Tang Song.
Titan Giant? Him? A sharp glint flashed in Tang Song's eyes, a hint of dismissiveness deep within his gaze.
Aside from its Materials Value, he really couldn't see any beauty in this white giant.
The Engineer race might have made great achievements in the Biotechnology Field, cultivating the Alien, an Ultimate Hunter capable of adapting to various extreme environments and absorbing the Genes of various Creatures.
But judging by the level of Qi and Blood in this undead body, calling it a Titan Giant was an exaggeration.
Not counting the Technology and Spaceship bonuses, there were plenty of Superhumans on Earth stronger than it.
This wasn't an ordinary world. Since Asgard existed, the Olympus Pantheon might also exist.
