Endless Ascension

Chapter 6: Dragon Elephant Great Void Sutra

The mission was accepted.

However, Qin Ze didn't care whether he could complete it or not, since there was no time limit or penalty for failure stated in the mission.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was how to trick Tianji Zang into giving him some benefits.

At the very least, he had to make him bring the box, which undoubtedly contained something valuable.

Tianji Zang's voice grew weaker and weaker, sounding like someone on the verge of death.

"This box contains the 'Dragon Elephant Great Void Sutra,' which I stumbled upon but hadn't had the chance to meditate on before that traitor Long Xiaotian discovered it..."

"Master, let's get to the point. I can see you don't have much time left. Give me everything I can use. I'll work hard to cultivate and avenge you someday."

"Any martial arts techniques, secret methods, elixirs, the more, the better."

Tianji Zang coughed weakly, his voice even lower, forcing Qin Ze to lean his ear close to his mouth to listen clearly. Qin Ze was extremely attentive, afraid of missing anything.

"You must diligently cultivate the 'Dragon Elephant Great Void Sutra.' It's a legacy left behind by an ancient martial deity upon their ascension. Its power is immense. On the day you master it, you will be feared by all, with no one in the world able to match you."

"Seeing how frail your body is, I'll also give you a 'Dragon Tiger Pill.' This pill's effects are incredibly potent. Do not consume it unless you've broken through to the Lingdong realm, as the slightest mistake could overwhelm your body and destroy your dantian."

"What else? Hurry up, we're running out of time."

As Tianji Zang's voice grew fainter, Qin Ze grew anxious, wishing he could give him an electric shock to revive him a bit. But he forgot that Tianji Zang was already dead; he was merely a spirit returning, using the last trace of his qi.

"Take the ring on my finger. It's the symbol of the sect leader and also a spatial ring. Inside are all my life's research and everything about the Tianji Sect..."

With that, Tianji Zang's mouth closed, and his eyes lost their sharpness.

It seemed he was truly dead, beyond any doubt.

Qin Ze didn't waste any time, taking the ring from Tianji Zang's hand, overjoyed.

The ring was made of neither gold nor jade, resembling a piece of rotting wood. Without hesitation, Qin Ze put it on his finger, gently stroking it as he wondered how to open it. Suddenly, the space within the ring expanded in his mind.

The sheer amount of items piled up inside startled Qin Ze, resembling a small mountain.

As he gazed upon the countless martial arts manuals, superior-grade weapons, and bottles of elixirs, Qin Ze's saliva uncontrollably dripped down.

Just as Qin Ze attempted to use his mind to control the spatial ring and take out a weapon to admire, he was stunned.

A system prompt appeared in his mind: "Mission incomplete, rewards unavailable."

"What the hell? How is this a mission reward?" Qin Ze immediately flew into a rage, cursing loudly.

From the heights of paradise to the depths of hell in an instant, this feeling was excruciating.

Treasure upon treasure, high-grade spirit stones, countless elixirs, and rare gems lay before him, yet he could only look but not touch. The worst part was that all of these belonged to him.

Nothing could be more heartbreaking than this in the world.

Amidst the pile of treasures, there was also a dark, unappealing pill that resembled chicken droppings. With Qin Ze's mental focus, the pill's name appeared:

Dragon Tiger Pill

Grade: Seventh Grade (Elixir Grades 1-9)

Effect: Purifies essence and marrow, enhances physique, clears meridians

Method of Consumption: Oral

Qi Power Value: 1000

Health Points: 3000

Production Value: 500

It was a colossal irony.

"Why give me just a small pill when there's so much other stuff here? That's incredibly petty," Qin Ze sneered at the motionless Tianji Zang lying on the ground before excitedly opening the box. Inside, he found a piece of brocade with tiny writing etched on it. With the aid of the moonlight, Qin Ze managed to read the first line: "Ten thousand dragons and elephants, an immense aura, spanning the eight directions, swallowing the moon and plucking the sun..."

Ding: "Congratulations, player 'Qin Ze,' for acquiring the 'Dragon Elephant Great Void Sutra,' Technique Level: Divine."

"Divine?" Qin Ze was stunned by the system's announcement.

In the Tianyuan Continent, martial arts techniques were classified into Upper, Middle, and Lower grades, followed by Gold, Jade, Immortal, and the elusive Divine grade.

In Qin Ze's memory, he had never seen a Divine-grade technique, not even a Gold-grade one. Finding a Divine-grade technique in the entire Tianyuan Continent was as rare as finding a needle in a haystack.

"Am I dreaming?"

Qin Ze snapped out of his daze and immediately hid the brocade in his chest, glancing around cautiously.

Looking down at the stiff body of Zang Tianji, he sighed, "Well, we were teacher and student once. I'll at least bury you properly."

By the time he finished, dawn was breaking.

Qin Ze knew he couldn't afford to linger; this place had become dangerous. Who knew if the pursuers of Zang Tianji would show up?

Encountering someone like Long Xiaotian or the Wanmo Sect could mean the end of his life.

Throughout his journey back, Qin Ze's heart raced, his mind a blank. Carrying an invaluable treasure within his chest, he knew that if the news leaked, it would shake the entire Tianyuan Continent and even awaken ancient demons.

He vowed to keep the events by the river a secret, forgetting them even in his dreams.

Qin Ze silently plotted how to avoid detection and found himself back at the slaughterhouse before he knew it.

Waking Meng Lei, the two hurried back to the Furong Tavern.

The morning passed with Qin Ze still in a daze, his mind far away from his work. Zhang Dafu seized the opportunity to scold Qin Ze repeatedly, but Qin Ze seemed oblivious.

Finally, Zhang Dafu stormed off, frustrated.

"Young master, are you alright?" Meng Lei approached Qin Ze after Zhang Dafu left, concerned.

Qin Ze's strange behavior from the previous day had disturbed Meng Lei. Not only had he suddenly advanced to the second stage of martial cultivation, but he'd also killed a flock of poultry overnight for no apparent reason. Meng Lei feared Qin Ze had lost his mind.

Qin Ze regained his focus, looking at Meng Lei and saying, "I'm fine, really."

Orphaned in his previous life and leading a mundane existence, Qin Ze had never experienced anything grand. Now, with the body of a tragic figure who'd suffered poverty for fifteen years, he found himself holding a 'Divine-grade' technique. The joy was akin to winning 5 million in the lottery, a dream come true.

It took Qin Ze an entire morning to compose himself. Though his heart still skipped a beat whenever he thought of the 'Dragon Elephant Great Void Sutra,' he appeared calm on the outside.

He remained a lowly servant at the Furong Tavern, an insignificant person.

But ambition began to take root within him...

For the next half-month, Qin Ze spent his nights at the slaughterhouse, killing poultry to level up, and his early mornings on a desolate piece of land, practicing the 'Dragon Elephant Great Void Sutra.' He slept no more than two hours a day, working harder than he ever had before—except perhaps during his gaming days in his previous life.

Meanwhile, significant events unfolded in Qinghe City.

Members of the Tianji Sect kept passing through, staying for a few days each time, causing quite a stir among the local clans.

Little did they know that what they sought lay with the unremarkable servant at the Furong Tavern.

From idle conversations at the tavern, Qin Ze learned more about the Tianji Sect, gradually coming to terms with his seemingly impossible SSS... Super task.

As a giant in the cultivation world, aspiring to the position of Sect Master was an incredible challenge, let alone defeating the ten-thousand-year-old Wanmo Sect.

For now, Qin Ze didn't want to dwell on it. His focus was on returning to the Qin family within three years, proving to those who had mocked, ridiculed, and belittled him that he could rise above his circumstances and crush the Qin family beneath his feet.