In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park

Chapter 37 The Son Of Heaven!

The elders and everyone else were still feeling mighty confident while looking at Chu Che, who was busy walking around the formation in search of heaven knows what.

Chu Che crossed one arm over his chest and continuously massaged his chin with his other hand while deep in thought.

Seeing him ignoring them, everyone felt very annoyed.

"Does the brat think he can escape the formation? Heh! What a fool!"

"Hmph! Let's see how long he'll be able to keep up his act. The great Elder Tingoom laid down these formations. So how can it be broken so easily?"

"Tch! If he breaks it, then I'll eat sh**t for a month! Who is elder Tingoom? How could the brat compare to him, one of the most famous Formation Masters in the lower realm? It's impossible for him to escape. Brat! Just give up!"

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Amidst their ridicule, Chu Che calmly scanned through the formation and nodded as if enlightened.

[My darling host, do you need help?]

'No. It's fine. If it were someone else, it would undoubtedly be tricky and impossible for many to escape. But not me.'

Chu Che felt that the original owner was truly the son of heaven who just happened to meet an unforeseen circumstance.

Who was his mother?

A famous fallen genius in the upper realm.

And apart from having gifted bones, he was still trained and taught several things by his mother.

It was as if she knew that they would soon find her and come for her.

She had been preparing him by impacting him on almost everything she knew from the upper realm.

She even wrote down cultivation manuals and many books, which could undoubtedly answer hundreds and thousands of questions for many in the lower realm.

She, of course, also impacted knowledge on Old Fru and the shadow guards.

In this world, it was customary for people to have many professions.

All elders in various sects had to have a specific number of professions to maintain their positions.

Apart from being teachers, some were blacksmiths, alchemists, and so on... Having 3,4, and even 7 professions.

Of course, having many professions wasn't enough, as one needed to constantly rank up within those professions.

There was no way an elder would be a Rank-1 alchemist or something so low.

And so it was common for people to have several professions.

His mother was not only a Formation Master but a Tunist and a Poison Master.

Poison Masters were very different from Alchemists.

That profession was on its own.

One focused on improving Cultivation and sometimes saving lives, while the other focused mainly on taking lives instead.

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But while the original owner learned from his mother, his father was also a genius Blacksmith and Other Worldly Designer here in the lower realm.

Not to talk of his grandfather, who was low-key famous too.

The boy had been groomed for the day danger came.

It was as if they all knew it would come, but no matter how hard they trained, they were still no match for the many from the Upper Realm.

Even if Chu Che didn't have the system, he would still be a shining star here.

So looking at the formation before him, it looked like trash.

There were just too many flaws that made his eyes twitch as if looking at something irritating.

One should know that all this time, the formation had been doing its best to suppress Chu Che's cultivation level.

Typically, anyone below the 9th Dan of the Spirit realm would have their cultivation fully suppressed, making them mortal again. And the longer they stayed in the formation, the more their bodies would break, causing several internal injuries, leading to death.

The famous Formation master Tingoom must've been in the 9th Dan of the Spirit Realm when he set up the formation.

Of course, the Spirit realm was the 2nd Dao of cultivation after one broke through the True Qi Realm.

It goes to show that the man was indeed powerful, as countless people dreamt of entering the Spirit realm so as to break through later and leave the lower domain.

The spirit realm also had 13 Dans.

So if Tingoom was in the 9th Dan, he was at least close to leaving... That is if he could break through again before his time was up.

From what he heard from these babbling disciples, this elder Tingoom wasn't even in the Tah Province.

Apparently, he was somewhere far away in Bailong Province?

Could it be that the real base of the Black Valley sect was there?

Were they trying to start their roots here in the Tah province and slowly take over the place?

Chu Che had a lot of questions, but now wasn't the time to ponder on them.

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Indeed, this formation should've been able to suppress him in the 12th Dan of the true Qi realm.

But he had the system. So, everything bounced off him.

Of course, those outside the formation didn't know this.

Chu Che calmly walked around the formation, taking note of its every flaw.

With that, he found the quickest one to unravel and squatted beside it.

Seeing his actions, the sect disciples laughed as if watching a good show.

"Brat! You're wasting your time. There's no way that you'll be able to escape. So just obediently become our slave."

"Fool! The foundation will crush you to dust if you continue staying there. How about getting on your knees and begging to become our slave?"

"Hahahhahaha. Could it be that you're squatting to beg for your freedom? Come! Beg loudly. We can't hear you! I said... Eh?.."

~Rumble. Rumble

Break!

Tchack!

What?!!!!!

Everyone watched the formation starter in disbelief.

Even the sect master Wushi opened his mouth and shook his head frantically in disbelief.

"Impossible! How did you break the formation? Elder Tingoom was an entry-level Rank-3 formation master. So how could you have defeated him?”

He didn't believe it!

The brat probably used some artifact, right?

Yes! Yes! He must've used a secret artifact to get out!

Listening to their sect master, everyone agreed to that analogy.

What a joke!

The highest level of all professions in the lower realm was Rank 3... Of course, some occupations like Tunists or Natarajas could only reach Rank-2.

If they wanted to improve further, they would have to ascend to the next domain.

That said, Tingoom was at the entry-level of Rank 3, which was relatively high and brought about amazement from those who saw him.

A majority of people were still at rank-1 or at most, the entry stage of rank-2.

They hadn't even reached mid-stage or even the park of their ranks.

But look at Tingoom?

He was already at rank-3, meaning that he was a genius here. So how could they accept that a 16-year-old brat defeated him?

No!

It must've been an ancient artifact or something.

Now, the elders' eyes lit up in greed as they started at Chu Che viciously.

Who wouldn't want such an artifact?

"Boy! Hand over your artifact, or we won't hesitate to kill you!"

Chu Che rolled his eyes heavenwards as he felt these people were a bit too stupid.

It was as if they had already refused to believe what they saw earlier on.

He dismantled the formation before their eyes, yet they still refused to believe it.

So wasn't this stupidity?

Could it be that he stimulated them too much?

Whatever the case, Chu Che was done playing their games.

He swung his sword impatiently: "Look, I have no more patience for you all. So can we make this quick?"

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