And so it was.
Chen Nan and the others settled in here.
He found a quiet spot, sat down cross-legged, and began to cultivate.
After consuming a thousand Xue Zhu Guo.
He spent a day and a night absorbing the medicinal effects contained within the Xue Zhu Guo.
He successfully broke through to the Upper Heavenly God realm.
His strength had more than doubled from before.
"Now, when I use the Earth Escape technique, I can travel dozens of miles underground, and my speed has also significantly improved."
"Traveling these dozens of miles only takes about a minute."
"And the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong has also been cultivated to the first layer, Great Perfection."
The Eight-Nine Xuan Gong is divided into nine layers.
If cultivated to the ninth layer, one can possess numerous divine abilities.
And achieve an indestructible golden body.
This is a renowned cultivation technique in the Divine Realm.
To date, only Yang Jian has been able to fully master it.
Legend has it that if one successfully cultivates it, their physical body alone can contend with a Saint.
Whether this is true or not is unknown.
However, in the eyes of Chen Nan, the scoundrel.
As long as he meets a female Saint.
He can contend even without cultivating the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong…
"I have now cultivated to the Upper Heavenly God realm, and I am only one step away from becoming a Divine General."
"However, to reach the Divine General realm, at least fifty thousand Xue Zhu Guo are needed."
Although there are many Xue Zhu Guo in the Misty Valley.
Chen Nan did not know if there were that many.
Moreover.
One cannot be so selfish.
After all, he couldn't possibly monopolize all the Xue Zhu Guo by himself.
"Although Xue Zhu Guo contains certain medicinal effects, once one reaches the Upper Heavenly God realm, the medicinal effects of Xue Zhu Guo are greatly reduced!" Xia Yuan walked over from a distance.
He had heard about Chen Nan's situation.
And knew that Chen Nan was not from the Second Heaven.
"I'll take you somewhere, perhaps it can help you break through your current realm," Xia Yuan said, and then led Chen Nan further into the valley.
Immediately, a peach tree about a hundred meters tall appeared in Chen Nan's sight.
This peach tree was like a vast umbrella, shading the sky and obscuring the sun.
On it were ripe Pan Tao.
Even from a distance, one could smell the refreshing peach fragrance.
The tender pink Pan Tao hung from the branches, and just looking at them made one's mouth water.
And beneath the peach tree sat eight figures.
There were elders.
And middle-aged men.
"Yo, there are newcomers in the valley?" an elder with white hair and beard, with an immortal-like demeanor, said, "It's been twenty years since anyone new came to Misty Valley."
A white-robed elder chuckled and joked, "You could say it's been twenty years since any unlucky souls arrived!"
Xia Yuan pouted, "Stop spouting nonsense, as if you weren't unlucky souls yourselves."
"I tell you, this young friend fell from the sky."
"Perhaps he can push open that stone door and lead us out of this place."
The white-robed elder, named Xuan Ming, sighed after hearing this, "This child is young, though he has the strength of an Upper Heavenly God, this old man does not believe he can push open that door!"
"That's right, we have already given up the idea of leaving this place. Don't give us any unrealistic hopes, you old fellow!" The white-haired elder was named Mu Yang.
They all wanted to leave this place.
Even though there were many heavenly treasures here.
But.
They all had concerns.
And anyone trapped in a small place, unable to leave, would suffer mentally.
"Yes, he can lead us away, I believe in him!"
Suddenly.
A disheveled, gray-haired elder suddenly opened his eyes, his scarlet gaze fixed on Chen Nan, "I have a premonition, you are our savior."
"You are the chosen one of this world!"
"You bear the heavy responsibility of saving the Three Realms."
"You will surely be able to save us from this cursed place."
As soon as he said this.
Chen Nan's scalp tingled, and he felt a shiver down his spine.
Good heavens!
This old fellow is quite something!
How did he know he was the chosen one?
How did he know he bore the responsibility of saving the Three Realms?
This is too much!
Xia Yuan cleared his throat and said awkwardly, "Little friend Chen, don't take his words to heart. This old fellow has been trapped here for over a hundred years and has gone mad!"
"He said these lines when we arrived, and he's said them before."
"I'm not mad, I'm not mad, I'm perfectly clear-headed!" the elder roared indignantly.
Seeing this, Chen Nan sighed inwardly.
Madmen always claim they are not mad.
It's like a drunkard admitting they haven't had too much to drink.
"I don't know if little friend Chen is the chosen one or bears the responsibility of saving the Three Realms," Xia Yuan looked at everyone. "But yesterday he was a Middle Heavenly God, and now he is an Upper Heavenly God, only one chance away from becoming a Divine General."
Upon hearing this.
Everyone gasped.
Although some of them were Lower Divine Kings.
It had taken them decades, even nearly a century, to achieve their current cultivation.
To advance from Middle Heavenly God to Upper Heavenly God overnight…
This was too inconceivable for them.
The white-robed elder Xuan Ming said, "If what you say is true, then little friend Chen might be able to open the stone door and lead us out of this place."
"However, his current realm is too low!"
Xia Yuan replied, "That's why I brought him to the Pan Tao tree. If he can gain the recognition of the Pan Tao tree, he will surely be able to break through his current realm."
A middle-aged man said, "Gaining the recognition of the Pan Tao tree might be a bit difficult, after all, it took us quite some time to gain the recognition of the divine tree."
The others nodded in unison.
Although the Pan Tao tree was right before their eyes.
And although it was laden with fruit.
But.
Not everyone could pick the Pan Tao from the Pan Tao tree.
This Pan Tao tree was protected by a terrifying restriction.
Anyone who got close would suffer severe injuries.
Therefore.
The only thing they could do was wait beneath the tree for the Pan Tao to ripen naturally and fall.
All of them had obtained a Pan Tao before.
Even though it was only one.
But a single Pan Tao could increase one's cultivation by ten thousand years.
It was precisely because of this that they had cultivated to the Divine King realm.
However.
Lower Divine King was their limit.
Even though they had consumed many medicinal herbs and Xue Zhu Guo, none of them had managed to become Middle Divine Kings.
Mu Yang said, "Fortune is determined by the individual. If little friend Chen truly possesses great fortune, then he should be able to obtain a Pan Tao in three to five years."
"Conversely, it might take him decades to get one."
A burly red-haired man in the distance snorted impatiently, "Why don't you just call out my name?"
His name was Pei Da.
He had accidentally entered Misty Valley eighty years ago.
Then he had diligently cultivated beneath the Pan Tao tree, waiting for his chance.
Because he knew.
Everyone would receive the fortune bestowed by this divine tree.
However.
He had waited for seventy-five years before finally obtaining a Pan Tao.
And at this very moment.
A gentle breeze blew from afar.
Following that.
A Pan Tao, to everyone's disbelief, detached itself and, like a maiden, unexpectedly fell into Chen Nan's embrace…