Leveling up was as easy as could be for Pan Long.
Although his level had fallen to zero, his strength as a supreme True Person had barely suffered. He had turned the most important benefits he gained in the Classic of Mountains and Seas World into fuel for his martial path, driving his cultivation ever forward. The rest had merely been flowers added to brocade.
Even if he lost the Classic of Mountains and Seas, all the material things he had obtained from it, every ability beyond his martial arts, and even all the Merit he had accumulated, he would still be a martial True Person.
His strength would naturally suffer, but his realm remained. And the difficulty of becoming one of the Immortals and Buddhas would not increase because of it.
By now, the Classic of Mountains and Seas was flowers added to brocade for him, not charcoal delivered in the snow.
He also knew that his way of using the Classic of Mountains and Seas was probably different from Wen Chao's and Zhao Sheng's.
Back then, one of them had wielded the Nine Provinces Cauldron and the other the Classic of Mountains and Seas. In their final battle, they had apparently used those two treasures as Mystic Artifacts to fight each other.
Clearly, in their hands, the Classic of Mountains and Seas had possessed power in battle and slaughter far beyond anything he could draw from it.
Why was that? He did not know, and neither did Wen Chao's lingering image.
"The Classic of Mountains and Seas belonged to Old Zhao, after all. I only got it from him in a trade. Ask me how to use the Nine Provinces Cauldron, and I know it inside out... But the one who truly understood everything the Classic of Mountains