Roster of the Immortal Register

"Fourth Brother."

"What should we do next?"

Chen Shaohe stood sideways to Chen Jichuan, able to see his fourth brother only from the corner of his eye. As he spoke, flames occasionally flickered from his mouth, making for a rather frightening sight.

Flames were difficult to control.

Chen Shaohe had only just gained the ability of Fire Control and could not yet wield it as freely as he pleased.

But once a man attained the Dao, his spirit was no longer the same.

After the surprise passed.

After the excitement faded.

When he thought of how he had nearly died here—dying with sores in his mouth and pus running from the soles of his feet, or even being burned alive in raging flames—

The hatred in his heart for Black Prison and the mine overseers surged uncontrollably.

Six years of suppression could no longer be endured.

His desire to kill was rising!

Chen Jichuan felt the same.

Only—

He was calmer.

"You awakened a talent and can control fire from now on. That is a good thing."

Chen Jichuan looked at Chen Shaohe's profile, his expression grave. "But our most urgent task now is for you to familiarize yourself with this ability as quickly as possible, so you do not expose yourself before Qian Lai and Black Armor. Secondly, Wusheng Sect controls Black Prison. We do not know how many experts they have, or whether there are people like you among them. We must act with caution."

Black Prison had changed hands several times in the beginning.

In the third year after Chen Jichuan's family entered Black Prison—four years ago—Black Prison had been seized by Wusheng Sect. It was said that Wusheng Sect had several figures who could be called Martial Saints, and they were exceedingly formidable.

Putting martial prowess aside—

Just by occupying Black Prison, the endless supply of Yantie Ore had produced an unknown amount of Hate-Iron.

Even if this metal could not be used to forge weapons or armor, the number of arrowheads and spearheads forged from it was beyond reckoning.

Without even needing those Martial Saints to act—

Under a volley of ten thousand arrows, never mind that Chen Shaohe could control fire; even if he could hide within a sea of flames, he would still not escape death.

Black Prison had only one exit.

It produced no food either. Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar—everything had to be brought in from outside. If their actions were not secret enough and they were trapped within Black Prison, cut off from their food supply, the two brothers would starve to death sooner or later.

As the saying went, "When traveling a hundred miles, ninety counts as only halfway."

Chen Shaohe had awakened a talent.

He himself had also gained the recognition of the Dao Fruit.

With a bright future and a great path ahead in sight, if they were trapped in Black Prison, they would either starve to death or die of suffocating frustration.

Therefore—

They had to be even more vigilant.

"I understand."

Seeing his fourth brother's stern expression, Chen Shaohe hurriedly nodded. "Fourth Brother once said that when most people obtained a cheat or encountered a fortuitous opportunity, their power would surge and they would become like petty men drunk on success. All kinds of trouble and crises would come one after another. So, to avoid danger, we need to be more careful, more prudent, and more low-key. We absolutely must not become wild with arrogance the moment we succeed."

Thinking of how hatred had just clouded his heart—

Chen Shaohe quietly reflected on himself.

Chen Jichuan's expression softened as he listened.

He had suddenly become extraordinary.

Power had entered his body.

With Fire Control over his entire body, like a fire god descending to earth, anyone could lose themselves in it. On top of that, six years in Black Prison and half a month in this rocky cave had truly been tormenting.

Even Chen Jichuan found it hard to endure, much less Chen Shaohe.

His urgent desire to kill was understandable.

But fortunately—

The unceasing instruction of these past years had not been wasted. Its silent influence had finally borne fruit. With the slightest reminder from Chen Jichuan, Chen Shaohe became alert and restrained himself.

That was a good thing.

A cautious ship sailed for ten thousand years.

Making a fortune without a sound—

That was the true way.

"After awakening, he no longer fears the radiation in this cave."

"To me, this place is no longer a death trap, but a genuine treasure ground."

Chen Jichuan sent Chen Shaohe off to familiarize himself with Fire Control. He himself held the piece of Spirit Ore that had faded from green, Numinous Light Realm gleaming in his eyes—

[Name: Spirit Stone]

[Grade: Miscellaneous]

[Description: Heavenly Palace divides mortal Spirit Stones into four grades. Miscellaneous-grade Spirit Stones lie below the four grades and are the lowest quality. The spiritual energy inside is mixed and impure, making it difficult to refine. Note: After the spiritual energy within a Spirit Stone has been completely refined, it is a decent material for crafting magical artifacts. Second note: Spirit Stones are poisonous. Do not let mortals come into contact with them, as it can easily prove fatal.]

"So it really is a Spirit Stone."

Holding the cold, slightly heavy Spirit Stone, Chen Jichuan was not particularly surprised.

He had already suspected as much.

It was only because the Spirit Ore Feng Mo had mentioned was very likely the source of radiation and infection that had caused the miners' mutations that he had not dared to be certain.

After all—

He had never heard before that Spirit Stones containing spiritual energy could actually have such side effects.

Now, it seemed—

He had taken things for granted and made the mistake of relying on experience. Yet when it came to cultivation and Spirit Stones, what experience did he even have?

"I must be more careful in the future."

Chen Jichuan silently warned himself as well.

After that—

Looking at the Spirit Stone in his hand, he thought of Origin Force.

"For the Dao Fruit to bloom, it needs one thousand points of Origin Force."

"Right now, I—"

With a thought, Chen Jichuan summoned his Immortal Register.

Name: Chen Jichuan

Age: 18

Immortal Tier: None

Official Position: None

Level: 0

Talent: Creation

Spell: None

Immortal Salary: 1

Origin Force: 370

Chen Jichuan looked at the Immortal Register.

The Dao Fruit had recognized him as its master, and he had been entered into the Immortal Register. He could be considered listed among the immortal ranks, with his name recorded in Heavenly Palace. Yet Chen Jichuan neither knew what Heavenly Palace was nor where Heavenly Palace was located.

When he tried to sense it through the Dao Fruit and the Immortal Register, there was not the slightest response.

Chen Jichuan simply treated it as though it did not exist.

He would not seek trouble for himself.

"370 points of Origin Force."

Chen Jichuan calculated silently.

With his current Immortal Register, Immortal Tier, and level, he could receive one point of Origin Force every ten days as his salary.

In this life—

He was eighteen years, three months, and two days old.

Added together—

"666 points."

Chen Jichuan could not help smiling.

He should originally have had over seven hundred points of Origin Force, with more than six hundred points from his life plus eighty points absorbed from the Spirit Stone. But helping Chen Shaohe awaken had consumed nearly four hundred points.

Calculated this way, it came to exactly 370 points of Origin Force.

"Still short by 630 points."

Chen Jichuan pondered inwardly.

If he were elsewhere, acquiring Origin Force might not be easy. He might only be able to wait bitterly for his meager immortal salary.

But in this rocky cave—

Chen Jichuan had other methods: "Talent, Spirit Stones."

Once the Dao Fruit had recognized him as its master, he gained a talent: Creation.

[Talent: Creation]

[Description: The first transformation of "Creation"—"Insight." It is said to perceive the myriad worlds and understand all things, whether space, time, or karma. Note: The effect of "Insight" depends on one's cultivation.]

"It is a good talent."

When Chen Jichuan saw this talent, he thought of the Identification and Detection skills in the online games of his previous life. Creation was like the fusion of appraisal and scouting skills, so it was naturally an excellent talent.

But at present—

What he needed was greater strength.

Only then could he gain the power to protect himself and leave Black Prison, perhaps even fight his way out of it.

For example, Chen Shaohe's Fire Control ability.

"Fire Control."

Chen Jichuan turned to look into the depths of the rocky cave.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The depths of the cave were as warm as spring. Flames shot up from time to time, accompanied by muffled roars.

Chen Shaohe was familiarizing himself with the ability he had suddenly gained.

A faint, imperceptible Numinous Light Realm shimmered in Chen Jichuan's eyes as his gaze fell on Chen Shaohe.

With one glance, he saw Chen Shaohe through completely.

He not only saw the hunched body beneath his padded jacket, chest caved in and back bent, but also saw deeper within—his internal organs, his bones, and, in an illusory place, dozens of fiery-red lines winding together to form something that resembled neither a character nor a talisman.

At first glance, these symbols seemed simple, yet the longer he looked, the more complex they became.

Chen Jichuan steadied his mind and examined them closely.

He then drew several silver threads from the Dao Fruit and tried to imitate them.

Before long, he felt himself growing unable to keep up. It was not because he had activated his talent for too long, but because using Origin Force to mimic these symbols was exhausting and consumed an enormous amount of mental energy.

"No."

Chen Jichuan closed his eyes and returned the Origin Force to the Azure Lotus Jade Pendant. "I can use Insight to perceive Fifth Brother's Fire Control talent, but if I want to imitate or even obtain this ability, I still have to rely on my own memory and effort."

It was like copying a model.

Yet it was even harder than copying one. It required incomparable precision, and not the slightest mistake could be made, or all previous effort would go down the drain.

Chen Jichuan was completely in the dark and had no theoretical foundation whatsoever. Even after using Insight, without the support of theory or any concept of a system, he could only muddle through by brute force.

Twice the effort for half the result.

But difficult as it was—

Chen Jichuan had no thought of giving up.

"On one hand, I will spend time copying and simulating Fifth Brother's Fire Control talent."

"On the other, I will search for Spirit Stones, make the Dao Fruit bloom, and open the first world."

"Both hands must be grasped."

Chen Jichuan was anxious.

Not because he was anxious to leave Black Prison.

In truth—

Now that he had the Dao Fruit, had seen hope, and had confidence in his heart, he was no longer in such a hurry to get out. Instead, knowing that Spirit Stones were hidden here and could be of great use to him, he was somewhat unwilling to leave too early.

But none of this was up to him.

At the current rate of losses in the new mine, miners were either dying or being taken away. The farther things went, the more conspicuous Chen Jichuan and Chen Shaohe would become.

Once only the two of them remained, even a ghost would know something was wrong.

That time would not be far off.

Judging by the current situation—

At most, they had three to five months. At the shortest, they might be exposed in only ten days or half a month.

"We do not have much time left."

Chen Jichuan withdrew his gaze from Chen Shaohe.

He paced at the cave entrance, guarding against someone barging in and seeing Chen Shaohe playing with fire.

At the same time—

He activated his eyes and carefully inspected the cave floor, ceiling, and cliff walls.

Numinous Light Realm shimmered in his eyes, but most of what he saw was ordinary.

But not long after.

A flicker of joy appeared on Chen Jichuan's face.

He stepped forward two paces with his iron pick, crouched before a half-exposed piece of Yan Iron Ore, then raised the pick and smashed down with all his strength—

Clang!

The ore shattered, revealing a Spirit Stone the size of a plum.

Chen Jichuan broke into a wide grin and reached out to touch it. A familiar cool current flowed in. On the Immortal Register, the number under Origin Force jumped.

433

Spirit Stones came in different sizes, and the amount of spiritual energy they contained varied as well.

The infant-fist-sized Spirit Stone Chen Shaohe had found earlier had given him 80 points of Origin Force. This one was a size smaller and contained only 63 points.

"63 points of Origin Force."

No matter how much it was, Chen Jichuan was satisfied.

His eyes could perceive fluctuations in spiritual energy.

Searching for Spirit Stones was no longer like fishing a needle from the sea. Whether large or small, none could escape his discerning gaze; gathering them into his possession was only a matter of time.

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