Chapter 977: Chapter 309: Seven Years Have Passed

As for the “Immortal Light”.

It seems he doesn’t possess any entry with long-distance transmission capability, even if he could upgrade an entry to a corresponding Seven-colored term with the Immortal Light, there’s still no entry to use it on. Most importantly… how would he know which entry has a corresponding Seven-colored term?

In other words.

Every three compositions of Supreme Entries give him only a 5% chance of leaving, and this is based on the best-case scenario, and he must ensure that he draws a Seven-colored term or a Heavenly Dao Term Group that allows him to leave here.

“Sigh.”

Chen Qiu felt a headache building up, gently massaging his temples, standing in the courtyard in contemplation without speaking, and began to think of other solutions. This method, although possible, has too low a chance of success.

He must think of other methods.

He has now accumulated five opportunities to draw “Supreme Entries”. He plans to save up a bit more, making consecutive draws feel slightly more probable since relying on single draws makes him feel uneasy.

Over these days, he has indeed considered numerous methods, but ultimately all were rejected by himself.

For instance.

Whether it could be possible to somehow get news of “Jiang Buping’s” corpse into the world, attracting Jiang Buping to traverse the Nihility in search, thereby hitching a ride with Jiang Buping to leave here, but… it’s unrealistic. They simply cannot send messages out.

As the host of the Secret Realm, after being forcibly stripped away by the realm, he’s lost the ability to contact other Artifact Spirits with it.

Even if they could send a message out, Jiang Buping wouldn’t have the strength to traverse the Nihility.

If he indeed had the strength to cross the Nihility, with Jiang Buping arriving, they wouldn’t survive anyway.

At this moment——

“Brother Qiu.”

In the distance, Fat Long approached with a face full of astonishment: “Where did this snow come from? Can this ghost place even snow?”

“It’s a built-in function of the palace.”

Chen Qiu looked at Fat Long approaching with liquor in hand, saying softly: “Weren’t you in closed cultivation? Why are you out now?”

“Oh, I saw it was snowing, then I let loose my Divine Sense and sensed that Brother Qiu you had come out of seclusion, so I figured since Brother Qiu you seldom come out, I’d come find you for a drink.”

“Snowy days are meant for drinking after all.”

“Hmm.”

Chen Qiu nodded slightly, saying nothing further, letting Fat Long move a table to the center of the courtyard, setting out stewed dishes and liquor, of which he had plenty in his storage ring.

This guy never lets himself go hungry wherever he goes.

…

Another year passed.

“…”

Chen Qiu stood by the window inside the house, gazing towards the void in the distance, having gradually adapted to this environment, this perpetual daylight, without the curtain of night.

And his cultivation level, over the year, had successfully reached the “first layer of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage”.

He had successfully broken through to a Great Realm.

But the strange thing was.

Whether it was the “Heavenly Tribulation” for breaking through a Great Realm or the one for a small realm, none had descended, yet the Transcendance Tribulation Stage mandates a baptism by Thunder to break through, but the Heavenly Tribulation was delayed, making breakthrough impossible.

Finally, after contemplation, he chose to strike himself with his Unification Killing Move “Three Thousand Thunders Move”.

Thus, he successfully transcended the tribulation, smoothly advancing through the Great Realm.

The only downside was lying in bed for seven months. It was his first time feeling the power of his Unification Killing Move; it was hard, and quite painful. His internal meridians took forever to reshape, but once reformed, they were sturdier than before.

Moreover, the cultivation advance during the “Transcendance Tribulation Stage” was extremely slow.

This allowed him to break through only a small realm over the span of a year.

He now had six opportunities for the three-choice selection of “Supreme” Entries, and one opportunity for an ordinary entry’s three-choice selection.

He planned to gather three more Supreme entry three-selection chances before drawing, totaling nine opportunities, enabling three compositions, which means three drawing chances. Whether he can draw that “5%” win probability, he feels somewhat uneasy internally, but it’s up to fate.

As for that one ordinary entry opportunity, he hadn’t drawn yet either and was saving it up as well.

…

This time.

Chen Qiu stayed in closed cultivation for even longer, a full five years.

This was Chen Qiu’s longest seclusion ever. In those five years, Chen Qiu hadn’t left his room a single step, and without human intervention, the entire palace appeared extremely gloomy, devoid of any vitality.

Day after day for ten thousand years, no changes, no ripples, as if time had come to a standstill.

And Chen Qiu’s cultivation level reached the “sixth layer of the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.”

By then, he had amassed 11 opportunities for Supreme entry’s three-choice selection.

“Whew…”

With a long breath, Chen Qiu slowly opened his eyes, exhaling stale air, controlling the copper pillar to observe others’ states, pondering briefly, then reimmersing himself in cultivation. After gathering enough once more, exactly 12 times, he would have 4 drawing opportunities.

Whether he could return home depended on this one draw.

The host of the Secret Realm had already fallen into a deep slumber. For him, sleeping for several years was simply… a breeze, pressureless. As for the Bai Family’s genius, Bai Pingling, he too was brimming with determination, without any anxiety. For him, years of closed cultivation were completely normal.

Including Fat Long, who had been in seclusion continuously, similarly without any anxiety.

And the Chao Tian Sect people he had always worried about, remained safe and sound. Because he sensed that his cultivation speed was continuously increasing, indicating these people were still spreading his name in other continents, originally he thought he wouldn’t be able to hand over the Luck of Yin Soul to “Deceit Buddha” in the first instance, fearing Deceit Buddha might vent his wrath on the Chao Tian Sect people, but now, it seemed the situation might be better than he expected.