I Became Invincible After Sweeping The Floor For 70 Years Chapter 4

Initiating the Divine Sea!

Qin Chen found himself in a state of immense surprise, having actually acquired the Divine Spirit Source.

Spirit stones are the essential currency of the cultivation world, brimming with abundant spiritual energy that aids cultivators in accelerating their progress.

However, spirit stones are not created equal; the Divine Spirit Source stands at the apex of quality, representing a massive amalgamation of spiritual stones. It's an item so rare that even sects possessing hundreds of spirit vessels seldom encounter one.

Furthermore, the Divine Spirit Source bestowed by the system was a substantial specimen, comparable in size to a human head, approximately one-tenth of a cubic meter. Its worth equates to at least three to four hundred thousand pounds of ordinary spirit stones, rendering it utterly priceless.

Qin Chen had never anticipated receiving a Divine Spirit Source from within the Taiyi Main Hall.

This was an overwhelming and unexpected joy. Possessing the Divine Spirit Source meant he could embark on his cultivation path without a hitch, opening his Divine Sea and truly becoming a formidable cultivator.

Naturally, Qin Chen abstained from immediately utilizing the Divine Spirit Source. Its potent spiritual energy was so immense that revealing it carelessly outside the system space would undoubtedly attract unwanted attention.

The Taiyi Holy Land was a place of immense scale, once a preeminent immortal holy land that held dominion over the Southern Wilderness, its territories spanning tens of thousands of miles.

Having served as a handyman disciple for a period, Qin Chen had privy to a number of hidden locales. Consequently, upon his return, he sought out a secluded cave, one that had remained undisturbed for years. Its deep recesses offered the perfect concealment for any fluctuations in power.

Moreover, the sheer vastness of the Taiyi Holy Land itself made it exceedingly difficult for him to be discovered.

Qin Chen retrieved the Divine Spirit Source from the system space and commenced his cultivation of the Chaotic Imperial Sutra.

Initially, his Dantian felt rather constricted. Yet, through the continuous absorption of the profound spiritual energy emanating from the Divine Spirit Source, it began to expand at an astonishing rate. Waves of divine power, transmuted from spiritual energy by the Chaotic Imperial Sutra, surged forth, filling his Divine Sea.

The Chaotic Holy Body was acknowledged as the supreme physique, both in the present and through all of history. The divine power being generated was a direct result of cultivating the Chaotic Imperial Sutra with this unparalleled body. At this juncture, an ocean of divine power, marked by luminous golden ripples, materialized. It resembled a quivering, golden sea, its waves a tempestuous, roaring surge—a truly awe-inspiring spectacle.

A dazzling golden radiance emanated from within his being, suffusing the entirety of the cave with light.

Fortunately, his current location was within a cave; exposure of such an event to the outside world would have been disastrous.

BOOM! BOOM!

As he engaged in his cultivation, Qin Chen perceived the circulation of potent blood energy throughout his body. A surge of immense power coursed through him, leading to a substantial increase in his physical prowess.

Having successfully opened his Divine Sea and ascended to the initial human body realm, the Yiyuan Realm, Qin Chen had officially stepped onto the path of a cultivator.

He was no longer a mere mortal but a cultivator capable of challenging the very heavens.

Qin Chen was filled with immense joy. He knew that one day, he would finally achieve the status of a true cultivator, one who could defy the natural order.

Should his cultivation reach profound heights, he envisioned himself soaring through the skies, traversing the earth, and accomplishing innumerable other great feats. It was even possible he could attain the legendary status of ancient great emperors.

Qin Chen persisted with his cultivation of the Chaotic Imperial Sutra, unyielding in his resolve.

After a full day and night of dedicated practice, he finally ceased. Fatigue was non-existent; instead, he felt invigorated and brimming with energy, possessing the strength to vanquish a scaled dragon with a single, decisive blow.

He harbored no fear of discovery, as the system possessed the ability to mask all traces of his activities. Even the Holy Lord would remain oblivious to Qin Chen's successful opening of his Divine Sea.

Upon his return to the handyman yard, all remained as it was. The elder overseeing the handyman disciples, as well as the other disciples, seemed entirely unaware of Qin Chen's absence for an entire day and night.

The Taiyi Holy Land was simply too vast. Each handyman sweeper was assigned a considerable territory, a task that could easily consume ten days or even half a month to complete. As long as their assigned areas were maintained in a satisfactory state of cleanliness, the handyman elders rarely intervened.

This was precisely the scenario Qin Chen had hoped for. After all, his occasional disappearances for several days to cultivate would be considered perfectly normal.

Darkness had already fallen by the time he returned.

His humble abode was a small wooden house, within which an elderly handyman was currently enjoying some wine.

This aged handyman was well past seventy years of age. Despite his limited innate talent, he had nonetheless reached the Yiyuan Realm and successfully opened his Divine Sea, thereby extending his lifespan to a degree. Consequently, he possessed an appearance akin to that of someone in their late forties or early fifties.

For over a year since Qin Chen's arrival, the elderly handyman had treated him with kindness, never once mocking him. It was one of his few joys at the moment, enjoying food and wine.

“Senior,” Qin Chen stepped forward to greet the old handyman. They then sat together, lifting their bowls to begin their meal. The fare, provided by the Taiyi Holy Land’s catering, was crafted from various herbs and contained a trace amount of spiritual energy, beneficial for the physical body, though primarily intended for ordinary disciples.

While eating, the old handyman suddenly regarded Qin Chen with surprise. The deposed prince appeared different that day; he seemed to have grown slightly, and his eyes shone with newfound brightness. Something had undoubtedly shifted within him. Could he have successfully opened his Divine Sea? Yet, upon closer inspection, the handyman detected no such aura. He sighed softly, realizing he might have been overthinking.

Qin Chen noticed the old handyman's scrutiny. He knew he had nothing to fear from the handyman’s observations. With the system's formidable concealment abilities, even a Holy Lord would be unable to perceive anything amiss, let alone an old handyman from the Yiyuan Realm. He understood he couldn't reveal his ability to cultivate, even to the old handyman. If his secret were exposed, it wouldn't just endanger his cultivation prospects; it would also reveal the Chaotic Holy Body and even the Chaotic Imperial Sutra. The adage 'an ordinary man is innocent, but becomes guilty when possessing treasure' held true. He was certain many formidable experts in this world would fiercely contend for the Chaotic Holy Body and the Chaotic Imperial Sutra.

The two handymen engaged in a brief, simple conversation before parting ways.

The following day, Qin Chen opted not to visit the Taiyi Main Hall. It would raise suspicion for a handyman disciple to appear two days consecutively. Instead, he proceeded to a waterfall frequented by the official disciples of the Holy Land, drawn by the palpable richness of spiritual energy. The waterfall cascaded down three thousand feet, generating clouds of mist. Cranes soared overhead, and spirit deer roamed the grounds, creating a scene akin to a celestial paradise.

Numerous official disciples were present, absorbing the abundant spiritual energy near the waterfall. Many were Qin Chen’s age and had already opened their Divine Seas. Some had even reached the Liangyi Realm, a commendable achievement for their age.

“Ah, it's the fallen prince.”

“What prince? Don't forget, he’s been expelled from the Great Qin Dynasty and is no longer a prince.”

“If I were the Great Qin Dynasty, I wouldn’t want to acknowledge such a useless mortal as a prince either.”

Upon seeing Qin Chen’s arrival, the official disciples cast indifferent glances his way, their arrogance evident. After all, they were official disciples who had embarked on the true path of cultivation by opening their Divine Seas. In the future, they aspired to reach the Sancai Realm, possibly even the Sixiang Realm, and accomplish great deeds. In contrast, handyman disciples like Qin Chen often faced a lifetime without hope of cultivation. Even if they could cultivate, reaching the Yiyuan Realm would be their likely limit, perhaps the Liangyi Realm with exceptional luck, but no further. The chasm between them would only deepen with time! Nevertheless, they couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease looking at the former prince. They should have been the ones looking up to him, but now, as a mere handyman disciple, he was forced to look up to them.

Qin Chen registered the disciples’ attitudes but remained silent, having grown accustomed to such treatment. Moreover, now that he could cultivate and possessed the Chaotic Holy Body as the successor of the Chaotic Heavenly Emperor, his rise from obscurity was destined. His heart felt remarkably at ease, diminishing any desire to argue with them. Cultivating discreetly was the wisest course.

Suddenly, a young lady in a flowing white dress appeared. Her oval face and skin as white as snow were captivating. At 28 years old, she possessed extraordinary beauty, instantly drawing the attention of every disciple present.

“Oh my goodness, it’s Senior Ling Ran. She’s even here!”