Reborn Combo Mage

After staying in the cultivation market for a while, and spending all the Yuanshi in his storage ring to buy all the cultivation books and materials that interested him, Wang Zhong flew out of the market in his spirit boat, preparing to return to Tianyan Sect to practice in silence for a while.

"Boy, hand over your storage ring honestly. I might be happy and spare your life."

Not long after Wang Zhong's spirit boat left the area of ​​the Xiuzhen Market where fighting was prohibited, more than a dozen spirit boats caught up with it.

During this period of time, Wang Zhong spent Yuanshi like water, and had already become a fat sheep in the eyes of some people with ulterior motives.

"Am I being held up on the road and robbed?"

Wang Zhong looked with interest at the surrounding flying boats and ferocious monks.

In the classics he collected, the most common things mentioned were roadblocks, robbery and murder.

The world of cultivation is not like the mage plane which is bound by rules. It is very chaotic here and there is no good space for development. New forces can only survive in the cracks and grow in vain.

In terms of growth environment, the world of cultivation is not as good as the mage plane.

To make an analogy, the world of cultivation is equivalent to the bottomless abyss of the starry sea and universe.

Most of the people here are demons in human skin, who may tear off the skin and kill people at any time.

"Ha, so you're a rookie going out for the first time. Didn't your elders remind you to take good care of your wallet when you're out?"

Hearing Wang Zhong's question, the monks laughed.

Since this newbie couldn't manage his own purse, they just accepted it with a smile.

"You want the stuff in my storage ring? Great, I'll give it all to you!"

The corner of Wang Zhong's mouth curled up, and he took out a large stack of fireball talismans from his storage ring and scattered them into the sky.

That unrestrained look looked like he was throwing money around, and of course he was indeed throwing money around. Yuan Fu was the spiritual stone.

"what?"

"really?"

Wang Zhong pulled out a stack of Yuan Fu from his storage ring, which frightened the monks who were trying to rob him.

They instinctively felt that Wang Zhong was trying to scare them and were unwilling to evacuate.

When Wang Zhong threw Yuan Fu into the sky, they looked at him as if they had seen through his tricks. How could you attack with Yuan Fu like this?

"burst!"

Although Wang Zhong seemed to be throwing the pieces casually, in fact, the landing point and direction of each Yuan Fu were predetermined.

When all the elements were in place, he snapped his fingers and used his energy to activate the fireball magic symbols all over the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The talisman paper burned, the fire energy condensed, and blazing fireballs as big as human heads smashed towards the monks in all directions.

"what?"

"How can this be?"

The exploding fire energy illuminated half the sky red, and the monks stared with wide eyes as the fireball hit them and then exploded.

It’s not that they don’t want to escape, but they simply can’t escape.

When Wang Zhong activated the Fireball Technique, he had already blocked all their escape routes.

After those cultivators were blown to ashes, Wang Zhong took out some Soul Gathering Talismans to collect the condensed fire energy, and then used his spiritual sense to search for spoils.

While picking up the monks' relics, Wang Zhong suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the cultivation market.

A few breaths later, a cultivator in the early Jindan stage came riding on a flying sword. He was the owner of the cultivation market.

"Senior, do you have anything to teach me?"

Wang Zhong asked calmly. In his loose long sleeves, the snake demon Xiaoqing was ready to strike.

"I heard that some evil cultivators came to my place to steal money and kill people, so I came to check on you. I'm glad you're safe."

Li Yuanan did not take off the mask of hypocrisy.

Wang Zhong could produce so many multi-talismans to kill the monks he hired to do the dirty work, so his background might not be simple.

Li Yuanan is not a lonely man, he has many things to consider, he can't abandon the cultivation market just for a one-time deal.

If the independent cultivators who did the dirty work died, they would just recruit a new batch. It just so happened that in recent years, the nearby cultivators had many complaints about those independent cultivators who robbed people, and killing them by Wang Zhong was just the right way to settle the score.

In this way, he can shape his own cultivation market into a good place for peaceful trade.

Wang Zhong sneered in his heart. He could see through Li Yuanan's tricks at a glance.

However, he did not point it out directly, but the world of cultivation is ultimately dominated by the human race.

Letting Xiaoqing kill the hypocritical Li Yuanan will definitely attract the attention of other powerful cultivators.

Wang Zhong didn't want to attract attention, as that would bring him endless trouble.

In order to deal with trouble, he needs to show his strength, but sooner or later the will of the universe will discover him as a stowaway, and this is not the result he wants.

He just wanted to develop quietly, stay steady and not act recklessly, practice and analyze the rules of the world of cultivation step by step, and then integrate the power of the rules to enhance his path to transcendence.

Let's keep this little Karami Li Yuanan for now, and when he has time, he can come over and crush him to death.

"What an impolite youngster!"

Wang Zhong left without even saying hello, leaving the abbot Li Yuanan with a gloomy face.

When cultivators who are at a lower level than him see him, they all call him "Senior Jindan" and try to curry favor with him.

Being used to flattery, he felt very uncomfortable when he suddenly met a young monk who ignored him.

If Wang Zhong knew that he still dared to show disrespect to him, he would definitely give him a good beating and then crush him to death.

"How likely is it that a person with dual spiritual roots can establish a foundation without using a foundation-building pill?"

After returning to the Tianyan Sect's mountain gate, Wang Zhong saw that many disciples had cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining. He called them to the main hall and asked about their foundation-building progress.

"My Lord, I am more than 70% sure that I can successfully build my foundation without the help of foundation building pills."

The only dual spiritual root disciple of Tianyan Sect answered excitedly.

"So low?"

Having two spiritual roots is already a second-best talent, but the probability of building a foundation is only 70%.

"Master, this is already very high. If I hadn't been using the high-grade Qi-refining pills you provided to cultivate, and if there hadn't been any accumulation of pill poison in my body, I might not even have a 50% chance of success."

Luo Anxue explained. This was already a very high number, but Wang Zhong thought it was too low.

"what about you?"

Wang Zhong was in a hurry to reply, he turned around and asked the disciple with three spiritual roots.

"My Lord, I am 40% sure that I can build my foundation without using the foundation-building pill."

Several disciples with three spiritual roots came forward one after another to report that their probability of breakthrough was around 40%.

Of course, this is the case when the foundation is well laid. If one practices by taking inferior Qi-refining pills that Wang Zhong calls poison, the probability may be less than 10%.

Then it was the turn of the disciples with the four spiritual roots to report. They had a 10% chance of building their foundation without assistance.

This is a very high figure. Normally, a cultivator with four spiritual roots will most likely fail in building the foundation after taking multiple foundation-building pills. A cultivator with four spiritual roots is an outer disciple in each sect, and most of them will never reach the foundation-building stage in their entire lives.

In other sects, disciples with four spiritual roots still have a glimmer of hope of being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, but disciples with five spiritual roots are just mere menial servants.

A menial disciple with five spiritual roots may spend most of his life busy and only have a few opportunities to practice.

When they get too old and can no longer do the work, those menial disciples will be expelled from the sect.

Sects with a bit more kindness would send their menial disciples to mortal towns to live out their retirement years.

Cruel sects would simply throw menial disciples out of the mountain gate and leave them to fend for themselves.