Master of Science and Technology - Chapter 52

Translator: Fan | Editor: Darling

That was a Hundred Treasure Space, identical to the one given to Sun Li by Wang Lainshan. There was even the signet of the Wu Zhu Sect on it.

Seeing this Hundred Treasure Space, Sun Li and the others finally let go of their suspicions, and finally recognized that this had all been planned out by their Sect. Refining State cultivators couldn’t use these carrying spaces. Furthermore, as treasure, this Hundred Treasure Space wasn’t something just about anyone could have. Zhou Ming had been just a Refining State Cultivator when he had first arrived here. If he could bring a carrying space in, how could this not have been planned?

This wasn’t hard to understand. Having confirmed Zhou Ming’s identity, even people like Sun Li could imagine the process of the plan. Frankly, this wasn’t some genius tactic. It depended on two factors. One: if they were willing to take the risk, and two: how their luck played out.

Although only Refining State cultivators could enter this Realm, this didn’t mean that they couldn’t cultivate and take on Foundation State within it. However, once they reached Foundation State within the Realm, they could never come out; unless, of course, there was a day the barriers were broken, or the crack in the “gate” widened, but who knew when that would be? Even the first-rate Sects that had first entered the Realm had no solution to the barriers, and first-rate Sects had Formations Masters.

Thus, the student sent here to complete the plan was not only the responsive side for the Sect but also became an abandoned pawn.

It was known that cultivating to Foundation State on top of the Refining State needed not only cultivation but also potential. Foundation State was not something any Refining State could achieve. So, who would they choose to be the responder? They couldn’t choose someone with poor potential. But, for those with high potential, who could be positive that Foundation State was their maximum? Who would send a student with great potential to be a responder here, destined never to return?

Because of this, for the Five Sects, a student with an unknown future was not something they could easily abandon. Hence, arrived the question of whether they were willing to risk it or not.

If they were, they still had to see how fate and luck played out.

In ten years, after the responder cultivated the Foundation State, they were forever trapped in this Realm. But these first ten years were most essential. The responder needed to survive on their own in this Realm. One could say that they were fighting for a chance at life. In this, luck was extremely important. In this Realm, the beasts that could bring harm to a Foundation State cultivator were not nonexistent. In fact, they were numerous in number. For example, Ye Zan’s pet, the Golden Python, most certainly had the ability to kill a Foundation State cultivator.

Furthermore, being a  Foundation State here did not mean that he was on par with a real Foundation State cultivator. Outside, cultivating to the Foundation State meant that, no matter spiritual skills, sword moves, or cultivation techniques, all were to be personally directed by a Master. But here? Even if you had brought a cultivation analect, you could only earn on your own. If there were problems, no one could answer. You could naturally understand what this type of “skill” was.

Thus, the question of whether you could survive, and live through the first ten years, really depended on luck. After living through ten years, and having gained firstly the experience of living in the Realm and secondly having developed a successful relationship with the outer world, could you really be considered a successful responder?

However, without a doubt, Zhou Ming had done it. Whether it was cultivating successfully to the Foundation State, or waiting for Sun Li and the others to arrive.

For now, you could say that the Wu Zhu Sect’s plan had succeeded. The other Sects could only use the twenty days they had in here to collect all the treasures they could. But Wu Zhu Sect would have someone in here from now on. This was almost like having the Closed Realm for themselves.

But, was it possible for everything to go so smoothly?

Having confirmed Zhou Ming’s identity, Sun Li was finally free of suspicions, taking out the Hundred Treasure Space Wang Lianshan had given him. However, before he could give it to Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming reached out his hand, and the space flew out of his hand and into Zhou Ming’s.

Logically, Zhou Ming should give his carrying space to Sun Li now. It should be known that in this carrying space were the fruits of ten years. The value of such was probably worth ten some excavations from the Wu Zhu Sect.

But, Zhou Ming didn’t do that. Taking the new space, he returned his own Hundred Treasure Space back to his pocket, proceeding to look through the new space. 

Although Wang Lianshan had never told them that they had to exchange a Hundred Treasure Spaces, but seeing what Zhou Ming had done, Sun Li could not help feeling slightly uneased.

“Where are the clothes,” Zhou Ming looked into the Hundred Treasure Space and raised his head to ask Sun Li.

“Wha, What?” Sun Li felt like they were on different frequencies. Why did he suddenly ask for clothes? For almost everyone, clothes were important but not important. They were important in the fact that people needed it to cover their bodies. But, it was unimportant in the fact that, compared to the treasures of the world, clothes were really nothing.

Especially in a place like this, a Master of the Foundation State, if you were to ask for some spiritual pills or weapons of the sort, everyone could understand. But if you were to come up and immediately talk about clothes, wouldn’t it seem a little low of you?

But they hadn’t lived alone in the Realm for ten years. Naturally, they wouldn’t be able to understand how the animal-skinned man felt, or know how much he yearned for the touch of spun clothing. Furthermore, Zhou Ming was not a master of leathers, he didn’t understand the techniques of skin softening. The skins he was wearing now were only roughly processed by himself. The texture of the clothing… was… indescribable. 

Of course, no matter what, in a time like this, it would be unreasonable for Zhou Ming to bring up the problem of clothes. But, it was apparent that Zhou Ming did not want to be reasonable. Tightly clasping the space, like he had some deep hatred, he glared at Sun Li, forcing the words out in sections: “I said, where, are, the clothes!” 

Sun Li was about to cry. How was he supposed to know about clothes? He couldn’t open the space!

“You,” Zhou Ming aggressively turned, raising his arm to point at a student with a similar physique as himself not far away, hostilely saying: “Take your clothes off right now!”

“Ah?” The man was shocked for a second.

“Junior Lin, take off your clothes… and give them to Senior Zhou.” Sun Li had finally reacted and understood. If he didn’t fulfill the needs of Senior Zhou, then they might as well leave now.

“What,” Junior Lin looked at Sun Li with dissatisfaction, loudly saying: “Why does it have to be me? Why do I have to take off my clothes? What about you guys? You guys have clothes too!”

This set of clothes, from the inside out, even if it had used the best of silks, would not be worth much for a cultivator. But the problem was, although this was in the wilderness, it could still count as being under the attention of a crowd. Around him were all his classmates. Taking off his clothes would be too embarrassing. If he really took off his clothes, regardless of the reason, he would be the butt of all the jokes in the future. How could he live!!!

Still, as soon as Junior Lin finished, he felt his body lose balance and fly towards Zhou Ming. With a loud slap, he had already come before Zhou Ming. With a single swoop, Zhou Ming had held Junior Lin in a strangling choke.