Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 694

At the award ceremony, Han Changkong stood on the podium of the mid-level Divine Man group, with an upright posture and a firm gaze, accepting the cheers and admiration of the crowd.

He Ran in the audience was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and he clapped and cheered for him desperately.

The other disciples of the Li Ren Sect also cast envious and admiring glances at him. At this moment, Han Changkong became the pride of the Li Ren Sect.

After returning to the cave, Han Changkong took a short rest and then called He Ran directly.

When He Ran hurried over, he handed over an exquisite jade box without saying a word.

The jade box exuded a warm luster and faint fluctuations of divine power. One could tell at a glance that something extraordinary was hidden inside.

"He Ran, this is the so-called Resurrection Grass."

Han Changkong's voice was calm, yet it revealed an unquestionable certainty.

He Ran hurriedly took the box and opened it carefully. He saw a magical herb lying in the box. It was emerald green and had sparkling spiritual patterns on its leaves. It was exactly the same as the totem style of the resurrection grass recorded in ancient books.

He was overjoyed and excited beyond words. He bowed deeply and said gratefully:

"Brother Kong, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I don't have anything precious to offer you right now, except this wish-power bead. I hope you won't despise me and will accept it for now."

After saying that, he quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Han Changkong respectfully.

Seeing this, Han Changkong waved his hand and said calmly:

"Keep it to yourself and cultivate. Look, we've been in this divine realm for so long, and I'm already at the eighth level of the Divine Man, but you haven't even reached the second level. At this rate, how will you be able to keep up with me in the future? If you really want to repay me, focus on improving your cultivation first. That's the real thing."

After hearing this, He Ran couldn't help but have a bitter look on his face. He knew very well in his heart that the gap between him and Han Changkong was like a chasm, getting bigger and bigger.

He gritted his teeth, cupped his hands and said firmly:

"Brother Kong, don't worry. I will go into seclusion and practice immediately when I return. I will not leave the cave until I break through to the second level of the Divine Man."

When Han Changkong heard this, his eyelids couldn't help but twitch a few times.

He thought to himself that if a normal person wanted to break through a level, it would take at least tens of thousands of years. However, since He Ran had the energy of the magic stone fragments in his body to help him, it would probably take at least a hundred years.

But for practitioners, these hundred years are just a blink of an eye.

"Alright, you can go back and retreat first. I should be heading to the core disciple area during this time."

As Han Changkong spoke, he took out a faintly glowing sound transmission stone from his storage ring.

"Take this. If you encounter any problems, just contact me immediately."

He Ran knew that Han Changkong was going to the core disciple area, so he didn't say anything more. He quickly took the sound transmission stone and said seriously:

"Brother Kong, don't worry. I won't be leaving the house anytime soon. I'll be concentrating on my training."

The two chatted casually for a while, talking about some cultivation experiences and interesting things in the past. Then He Ran stood up, said goodbye to Han Changkong and left.

At this time, Han Changkong was the only one left in the cave.

He stretched out lazily, a satisfied smile on his face, and murmured to himself:

"Hey, this divine realm is really quite nice. I didn't expect those fairies from the Tianshui Sect to be so beautiful, each one more charming than the other. It's truly a delight to the eyes."

As he was speaking, Han Changkong suddenly felt a slight vibration coming from the token Lu Jie gave him.

He was stunned at first, his mind full of doubts:

"Nima, what do you mean?"

Then he hurriedly took out the token from his pocket and checked it.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you have indeed come to the God Realm. Congratulations."

A familiar voice came from the token. Han Changkong knew it was Lu Jie's voice, but there was an unconcealable weakness in the voice.