No. 4 At World's End

Chapter 202 Creating something out of nothing

Chapter 202: Chapter 202 Creating something out of nothing


He opened the system panel and clicked upgrade again.


Level: 9


Points: 0/100000000000


Available Points: 14776855463


Current Skills: The host can consume points to create dead objects out of thin air, with no cooldown time.


Note: The objects must be something the host has seen before; the higher the object’s tier, the more points are consumed.


Subordinate Skills: The host can consume points to reverse time, with no cooldown time.


Note: After reversing time, the host’s own state remains unchanged. The larger the time span reversed, the more points consumed.


Well, even time reversal is available now.


Jiang Cheng was not surprised by this, after all, with resurrection available, what’s the big deal about time reversal?


After reversing, his state remains unchanged, which means no matter how high his realm is now, it will remain the same after going back.


Of course, if he’s seriously injured now, reversing back to the day before will still leave him in today’s injured state.


It’s not about returning to yesterday’s state.


This is neither good nor bad, it depends on how it’s used.


What he’s more interested in is the skill of creating objects out of nothing.


He opened the panel and imagined the main hall of the Feixian Sect in his mind.


The system panel immediately popped up a dialog box, requiring the consumption of 100 points, asking whether to create it.


The grand hall of the Feixian Sect was very magnificent, after all, it was built by the Silence Sacred Land before, stretching over ten miles, both imposing and luxurious.


Such a large palace, yet it only requires 100 points?


Isn’t that way too cheap?


Has the system finally shown some conscience?


Actually, this price is quite reasonable.


points are already equivalent to 10,000 top-grade Spirit Stones.


And a palace is just an ordinary building, compared to 10,000 Spirit Stones, its value can’t even be compared?


Spirit Stones are like rare treasures compared to gold and silver in the mortal world.


This is just the former main hall of the Silence Sacred Land, which also has some facilities related to cultivation, otherwise, an estimate of just 1 point would suffice.


Looking at everyone cultivating and observing on the grass by the river, his urge to show off was stirring again.


"Alas, is this place really the legendary Immortal Realm?"


"There’s not even a place to stay, it’s too run down, really disappointing."


His words left everyone bewildered.


Having reached the Immortal Realm, who would still care about accommodation when there’s cultivation to do?


The Heart Race people all laughed and said, "Sect Leader Jiang is joking, the conditions here have already reached the pinnacle."


"Indeed, the Immortal Yuan Qi here is beyond what one could ever dream of."


"We should seize the opportunity to cultivate now, lest we are arbitrarily killed after leaving here and encountering real immortals in the future..."


"Right, right, the accommodations don’t matter, they’ll come eventually."


"The most important thing now is to have the ability to protect ourselves."


The 500 people of the Heart Division were at least at the Daoist Palace Realm.


Experts of this level could survive in a barren desert, let alone in such a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and bird songs.


Especially in comparison to the previous Void Immortal Realm, this is a paradise.


As cultivators from the Lower Realm, they aren’t impulsive newcomers.


They wouldn’t wander around aimlessly but rather plan to cultivate in place, biding their time until reaching the True Immortal Level before slowly exploring around.


This made Brother Cheng quite depressed.


Seeing that you guys have no ambition, how am I supposed to create a bunch of palaces to show off?


Luckily, he still had a group of disciples.


Shan Tai was the first to jump out.


"No way, how can we let the Sect Leader sleep in the wild?"


"The Sect Leader’s suffering pains my heart!"


"I’ll go chop wood and build a house immediately!"


He thought this was a test by the Sect Leader to see his bootlicking skills and flew towards the nearby forest enthusiastically.


Other disciples also followed suit, unwilling to be left behind.


"Junior Brother Shan, you should go back; let your Senior Brother handle this!"


"No, no, Senior Brother Zhang, you’re wrong. I minor in artifact refining, I’m much better at building houses than you."


"But I minor in array formations, surely I can make the Sect Leader’s house warm in winter and cool in summer, incomparably comfortable..."


Seeing all the disciples interrupt their cultivation and rush to the forest, ready to embark on a grand construction project, the Heart Division people weren’t surprised.


After all, the Feixian Sect has always had this style.


Brother Cheng felt both gratified and helpless.


Gratified that all the disciples had good intentions, showing their admiration for him.


Helpless because... this wasn’t the script he wanted.


"Alright, you all stop now."


"For such a small matter as building a house, why make it so complicated?"


After saying this, he waved his hand and simultaneously clicked the create button.


An enormous palace occupying more than ten miles appeared out of thin air on the grass not far away.


Red walls, green tiles, carved beams, and painted rafters, the entire palace was magnificent and resplendent, glittering like pearls.


Everyone stopped in their tracks, and seeing the palace, they were all left agape.


"Isn’t this our previous main hall?"


"How did it appear here?"


"My God, how is this done?"


"Wow, the Sect Leader is incredibly powerful, isn’t he?"


Even the Heart Race people who were cultivating, and Mo Chen, the Three-Eyed Tiger, Frost Rabbit King, and others fell into shock.


Indeed, they had no need for a house.


But conjuring such a massive palace out of thin air was simply too miraculous.


It completely defies common sense.


Moreover, given a better place, who would want to sit on the ground?


Many disciples flew in and discovered that it was indeed identical to their previous main hall inside.


This showed it was no illusion or blinding technique, but real.


"Sect Leader, how on earth is this done?"


"Bro, I admit it, you really know how to enjoy life."


"Sect Leader Jiang, what kind of magic is this?"


"Could it be you have a magical treasure for transferring and storing objects, and moved the hall over?"


Qingsuo and others swallowed with difficulty, their eyes wide open.


This reaction finally gave Brother Cheng a sense of satisfaction for his urge to show off.


"A magical treasure for transferring and storing objects?"


He waved his hand repeatedly, and between the mountains, one palace after another rose out of the ground.


Meanwhile, waterfalls, streams, gardens, pavilions, and plazas...


In just a few moments, the mountain-enclosed area was utterly transformed, with many places’ topography changed.


The basic infrastructure of a sect took shape in a matter of seconds.


If a single palace could still be considered as being moved out of Feixian Sect, then everything now was inexplicable.


Even waterfalls and lakes were created, certainly not through object moving.


Everyone was dumbfounded.


"Is this also Immortal Technique?"


"A miracle, truly a miracle!"


Even Immortal Mo’s eyes were almost popping out. He touched here and there, finding everything just as real.


"As long as you know it’s Immortal Technique."


"I’ve long said that this Sect Leader is an Immortal, I don’t know what you’re all so surprised about."


Brother Cheng spent 1 point to create a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff, continuing to enjoy everyone’s worshipful expressions.


After creating a mountain gate out of thin air, everyone’s conditions improved many times over.


It’s a pity this skill can’t create living beings; otherwise, Jiang Cheng also planned to bring out some birds and beasts sooner or later.


At this moment, his obedient daughter tugged at his clothing.


"Mommy, aren’t we at our new home yet?"


"Why haven’t we seen the Spirit Vein yet?"


This long journey of a year suffocated her thoroughly.