Blocking the Door

"Qi Awakening Ritual."

After extracting the language and local customs from the minds of these people and memorizing them, Su Luo extracted an extremely important concept.

"The stepping stone to immortality cultivation, the Perfect Dao Foundation that only nobles and descendants of cultivators can touch— the Qi Awakening Ritual."

"As long as the Qi Awakening Ritual is completed before Foundation Establishment, reaching the high levels of Foundation Establishment is almost effortless, and even the Violet Palace realm is within reach. Furthermore, the growth rate is much faster than others..."

The Body Refining and terminology in this world are different from those in the survival version of cultivation. It is Qi Refining - Foundation Establishment - Violet Palace - Golden Core.

The Golden Core should correspond to Attribute 22 or higher, which is slightly different from the survival version, and its comprehensiveness and strength are also greatly lacking.

The Survivor version of the cultivation-themed game has been greatly enhanced, but many Survivors actually prefer to rely on the Survival System and may not even bother to re-upgrade.

Although most Survivor reach the top of the world are not the kind Survivor rely solely on cheats, but have unique skills and their own understanding of power, if their Talent is too limited, they may not be able to start over.

This Large Dungeon might be the work of these people.

"Isn't this Qi Awakening Ritual the Awakening Ritual of the Steam Age?"

Upon seeing an old acquaintance, Su Luo had a vague sense of déjà vu.

The World Influence of the previous era may still have some effect.

If his World Influence can truly extend into the next era, rather than only being settled at the end, then his start in this era should receive some kind of "compensation."

After swirling and devouring the souls of several people, turning them into nourishment, Su Luo walked out of the village chief's courtyard.

Jerome had been squatting near the village chief's house. Seeing Su Luo emerge, he quickly scrambled to his feet from the corner, swaying as if he'd been squatting in the toilet for too long, before steadying himself by holding onto the wall. He hurried forward and asked:

"Well, well? Did you receive a reward from the adults?"

Su Luo nodded.

Ban Xu did indeed possess some spiritual material, a small packet of sunflower seeds. The packet was wrapped in oiled paper, with a stamp printed on it, marking it as belonging to a pill refinery.

When Su Luo opened it, she smelled it and found a faint medicinal fragrance. The Qi fluctuations were weak but pure, so she ate it without hesitation.

"Where is the stuff?" Jerome's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked. Seeing that Su Luo didn't answer, he threatened her.

"Give it to me now! The house you're living in was my family's old house back then. After all these years, I can take it back now!"

Su Luo: "..."

Is it inevitable that we'll all Fate out without a home?

After seizing the landlord's hand and refining it, Su Luo, as if no one else was around, went to the only spirit field in the village and began to show off her spirit rice.

After showing off her entire acre of land in one go, Su Luo wiped her mouth, changed her appearance to Ban Xu's, and walked towards the direction of Pagoda City.

Go and see the difference between this era and the Steam Age.

By the way, let's verify some of my own guesses.

Ansen was momentarily stunned, and the beautiful figure and the world-ending crimson scene that had been before him vanished.

In its place was a dilapidated, gray room with adobe walls, rammed earth floor, and paper pasted over the windows with several holes through which light leaked in, casting irregular patches of light on the floor.

He instinctively sat down, his head spinning and blood starting to flow rapidly, his nose bleeding as if he were having his period.

Ansen immediately realized what was happening and stopped the Fairy Tale from working.

"This... this is time travel? No, the environment has changed! The Dungeon theme is [Era]!"

Suppressing the throbbing pain in his head, which felt like a million chickens were croaking, Ansen glanced around. On the table was an oil lamp, its wick nearly burned out, the flame flickering in the wind. In the corner was a bed, its bedding neatly folded...

He quickly made a judgment and realized the incredible things he had done in the previous era.

"Luosu, Hanberg..." Ansen sorted out the two characters who were always present in the Fairy Tale.

These two bags belong to the Survivors, and Count Sam might be one too!

The clues in his mind connected at that moment: Count Sam's rage, the collapse of the hotel, the woman's perfectly timed move. It was all a setup.

Ansen sighed, ignoring his nosebleed, feeling a pang of annoyance.

Perhaps it even helped them boost their World Influence.

After reflecting on his true feelings, Ansen realized that his love for that woman had also been reset by the world. He breathed a sigh of relief and began to consider his next move.

"This world contains Qi? But I'm Survivor from the Contract side. In this version, won't I be treated like a dog by the cultivation side?"

He rummaged through the room and found paper and pen, beginning to gather information about this world. On the table were an almanac, an old map, and several letters.

I went through all of these things, pieced together a rough outline in my mind, and prepared to write my first Fairy Tale to protect my early development.

"Will there be other eras after that? For example, Martial Dao era, a technological era? And what will be the Suppression dynamics between the Survivors?"

Ansen was a little confused, feeling that this Dungeon might be like a dog-riding game, where the dog rides for a while, and then the one being ridden will ride in turn for a while.

That's too lewd.

"Never mind, never mind, let's just write down the beginning of the first Fairy Tale first, and then fill in the details later."

Ansen's tactics are the same as in the previous era.

In fact, he had a set of Fairy Tale templates, which he would write down as soon as he arrived at a new place to ensure his safety.

The inferior brush touched the yellow paper, and the words danced at an alarming speed. Ansen, who had only been writing for less than ten minutes, suddenly stopped and frowned.

We know that the Survivors Hanberg and Luosu were in a nearby city in the previous era. Will this time be the same as last time?

If they were born in similar places, then given their strength, encountering them was inevitable.

Could we take advantage of the fact that they're starting from the same point and write Fairy Tale to set them up?

What will the backlash be like?

Ansen for a full minute before beginning to write down the name of the Luosu.

He had to admit that his growth rate was definitely not as fast as Luosu's. Even without the system's support, Luo Su's growth rate far exceeded his. If Luo Su was also from the cultivation side, then it would be even more terrifying.

"Hmph, just one of my defeated generals, what's there to fear!"

Just as Ansen's lips curled into a slight smile as he quickly began to weave Fairy Tale, the door opened.

A creaking wooden door was suddenly pushed open with force, the door panel slamming against the wall, stirring up dust, and sunlight poured in from the doorway, spreading a blinding white light on the floor.

"Who?"

Ansen squinted at him.

A man draped in five-colored light and wearing a tall hat walked in, surrounded by a five-colored halo that slowly rotated in the air like a walking colorful cloud.

His gaze swept across the room, intimidating and imposing. Ansen's body was pinned to the chair by that gaze, unable to move even a finger.

Grass!

It was just born, and before it could even be repaired, the door was blocked!

Ansen roared inwardly.

This is a stupid Dungeon! This is a stupid system!