Chapter 22: Zhu Zhuqing: With My Current Strength, What Realm Would I Be In?
As those words fell, it seemed as though some mysterious phenomenon was about to manifest in the unseen. Yet at the same time, something equally mysterious blocked it from entering.
After taking a deep breath, the nanny continued revealing more.
"Beyond the Immortal King… lies the Quasi-Immortal Emperor!"
When she mentioned the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, the nanny paused briefly. After confirming that no ominous phenomenon had appeared, she finally spoke again with an expression filled with reverence and fervor.
"And beyond the Quasi-Immortal Emperor… lies the ultimate endpoint of that realm."
"The Immortal Emperor!"
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Although it was only a simple introduction to cultivation realms, for some reason, when those words came from the nanny's mouth, they instinctively inspired awe in the hearts of those who heard them.
Whether it was Zhu Zhuqing in the Spirit Beast Garden or the countless viewers watching before the sky screen, the moment those few words were spoken, everyone felt their scalps go numb.
"Quasi-Immortal Emperor… Immortal Emperor…"
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was completely stunned.
She had originally believed that the Immortal King was already the peak of this world. Yet who could have imagined that beyond the Immortal King there were actually two even more terrifying realms?
"Once one reaches that level…"
The nanny's body trembled slightly, her eyes filled with fear.
"It cannot be spoken of. It cannot even be imagined."
"You only need to know that for such existences, the so-called rules, order, and even the birth and destruction of countless worlds are nothing more than a single thought."
"Even souls that have already died can be reflected across the heavens and revived by them."
"That is what a truly supreme existence is!"
Hearing these words, the people of the Douluo Continent, already stunned, were even more shaken.
Ignoring rules and order…
Creating and destroying worlds with a single thought…
Reviving the dead across the heavens…
Was that truly a realm that cultivation could reach?
However, the nanny clearly had no intention of continuing such a heavy topic.
Partly because she didn't know much herself, and partly because she simply did not dare to say more.
Even the things she had just mentioned were merely fragments she once saw while browsing ancient sect records.
After finishing, she waved her hand and casually pulled out a slightly yellowed booklet from her robe before handing it to Zhu Zhuqing.
"That's enough. Those matters are far too distant for you."
"Take this and cultivate properly."
Zhu Zhuqing received the booklet with both hands.
Looking at the bold characters written across the cover, "Primordial Body Tempering Art," she clutched it to her chest like an irreplaceable treasure.
However, she did not open it immediately.
After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lip and asked,
"Granny, there's still something Zhuqing doesn't understand."
"In the future, once this body-tempering art is cultivated successfully, will there be specific realm divisions?"
"And will it conflict with the cultivation system I previously practiced?"
After a brief pause, Zhu Zhuqing gathered her courage and asked the question she truly wanted to know:
"And… with my current strength…"
"In this world, roughly what realm would I correspond to?"
The moment this question was asked, the entire Douluo Continent fell silent.
At Shrek Academy, Tang San, Zhao Wuji, and the others stared fixedly at the sky screen, their ears practically standing up like antennas.
Within Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong clenched her scepter tightly, her silver teeth grinding as she desperately wanted to hear the answer.
Even the God of Destruction in the God Realm stopped his earlier shouting and stared coldly at the screen.
If everything before had been speculation…
Then, with Zhu Zhuqing asking this question, they would finally learn the real answer.
At that moment, everyone was thinking the same thing.
What level of strength did the Douluo Continent truly possess in this world?
Even if it was at the bottom, there had to be some baseline… right?
Perfect World, within the Primordial Immortal Court.
After hearing Zhu Zhuqing's question, the nanny looked her up and down, a slightly amused expression on her face.
"You?"
"Girl, although you've eaten a Qi-Blood Fruit and had a bowl of Spirit Crystal Rice, which improved your physical condition quite a bit from your previous mortal state…"
"By the standards of this world, you are still far from even touching the threshold of the early Blood Transformation Realm."
In an instant, those words were like a bucket of ice water poured over everyone from the Douluo Continent.
Not even touching the threshold of the early Blood Transformation Realm… and still far from it?!
"No… impossible! That's impossible!"
At Shrek Academy, Dai Mubai, Prince of the Star Luo Empire and Zhu Zhuqing's fiancé, was the first to shout.
"Zhu Zhuqing is already a Soul Ancestor above rank forty!"
"She also ate so many immortal fruits and gained so many improvements. How could she not even qualify as an entry-level cultivator?!"
"This old woman must have misjudged. She definitely made a mistake!"
But the nanny's next explanation was even more devastating.
"Hm… let me think about how to describe it."
She rubbed her chin and pondered briefly.
"In the villages of the Great Wilderness, some three-year-old children who have just been weaned, after undergoing beast blood baptism, can easily swing their arms with a strength of about a thousand jin."
"Some talented ones only need to cultivate for a few days to reach the early Blood Transformation Realm."
"As for your current strength…"
She paused slightly.
"It's roughly equivalent to a newborn baby."
"Perhaps that's not perfectly accurate, but in my opinion, it's the most reasonable explanation."
Pff!!!
Hearing this, countless soul masters nearly coughed up blood on the spot.
A genius Soul Ancestor above rank forty… in this world… was only as weak as a newborn baby?
Then what the hell was the point of cultivating anymore?!
"A… newborn baby?"
Hearing the nanny's "most reasonable explanation," Zhu Zhuqing, who still held a trace of hope, was struck hard by the blow.
Her beautiful face turned pale.
Her body swayed slightly as she struggled to remain standing.
The talent she had always been proud of… was actually so insignificant here?
"You don't need to be discouraged."
Seeing her dejected expression, the nanny glanced briefly toward Zhu Zhuqing's chest before quickly looking away and speaking in a comforting tone.
"The reason you are this weak is not because you lack talent."
"It's because of the energy inside your body."
"What was it called again? Soul power?"
"Right, soul power."
The nanny curled her lip in clear disdain.
"That stuff is far too low-level. It's loose, weak, and full of impurities."
"Using that kind of energy to power your body is like feeding pig slop to a true dragon. How could it possibly grow into the king of all beasts?"
At that moment, the nanny suddenly slapped her forehead as if remembering something important.
"Oh! I almost forgot. Good thing you reminded me."
"Your body is filled with this garbage soul power. Your meridians are completely clogged."
"There's no way you can cultivate the Primordial Body Tempering Art like this."
"If you don't abolish or convert all that soul power first…"
"Even if you train for a lifetime, you'll never enter the Blood Moving Realm."
"So you should think about it carefully."
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End of Chapter