The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Chapter 280: Chapter 146: The Name of Qin Jin (Double-Length)

After entering the room, Shi Cang showed a look of anticipation and closed his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, darkness first appeared in front of him, then golden mist rose.

The mist transformed into information he could understand, flowing into his heart.

It was precisely the First Realm, the Dao Foundation Realm of the Celestial Cyan Technique.

When Qin Jin imparted the technique, he set it with Wish Power, so when Shi Cang met the requirements, he could unlock later Chapters and continue his cultivation.

Shi Cang had just sensed the unlocking of the subsequent Chapters, hence he chose to leave.

“Dao Foundation Realm…”

Related information surged in his heart, and Shi Cang quickly grasped it, opening his eyes with a thoughtful expression on his youthful face.

“To turn the Divine Object into firewood, forging the Dao Foundation…”

He contemplated, his eyes suddenly brightening, as thoughts stirred and brilliance flashed before him.

The Broken Stele appeared, standing firmly on the ground.

Since his awakening, he found he could manipulate this Broken Stele to manifest, but apart from possibly using it to smash people, Shi Cang hadn’t discovered other uses.

Looking at the Broken Stele standing on the ground, Shi Cang opened his hand and compared its size, then measured himself, revealing a look of regret in his eyes.

He pondered, directly hoisting the Broken Stele, ready to head to the Sacrificial Spirit Hall.

At this moment.

The “Enlightenment” character atop the stele mildly flashed, with a faint ethereal voice echoing in Shi Cang’s heart.

“You wish to ask your tribe’s sacrifical spirit whether you can use me for assistance in cultivation?”

“You can speak?”

Upon hearing the inquiry, Shi Cang’s eyes revealed joyful surprise, and he put down the stele, scrutinizing it, nodding vigorously.

“Best not to do so.”

The weak voice continued: “I can indeed become firewood to help you forge your Dao Foundation, but for you, that would be too wasteful.”

“In the future, if you achieve success in cultivation, and I restore to my former form, only then can I display my greatest function.”

It paused here, then continued: “Your tribe’s Sacrificial Spirit is extraordinary; you can request him to seek a Dao Foundation Divine Object for you.”

“How can I bother Lord Sacrificial Spirit?”

Shi Cang’s young face showed seriousness: “Grandpa Qi Chuan said that Lord Sacrificial Spirit protects the tribe, imparting the Magic Technique, and there is no other such Sacrificial Spirit found within the Great Wilderness. He treats us extremely well, cultivation is originally a personal matter, how can I trouble him.”

Saying this, he scrutinized the Enlightenment Stele again, his eyes shifting.

“Don’t harbor thoughts about me.”

“Fortunately, recently, due to unknown reasons, this faint consciousness of mine awakened.”

“Cultivation is truly a personal concern, you do not err in your words.”

“How about this.”

The Broken Stele trembled lightly: “Carry me along on your journey, let us seek the Dao Foundation Divine Object on our own.”

“Journey?”

Shi Cang’s eyes sparkled.

The “Enlightenment” character flickered: “With your current nurtured vitality and awakened talent, you possess a measure of self-protection capability, with me by your side to guard you, you needn’t fear encountering unexpected situations.”

“The world breeds mysteries, containing Divine Objects. The world we inhabit is the greatest treasure trove. Venture forth from the tribe, seek the Dao Foundation Divine Object that suits you, thus truly embarking on the cultivation path.”

“How about it?”

“Okay!”

Shi Cang nodded, filled with anticipation in his eyes.

He mused: “We cannot depart immediately; we must inform Grandpa Qi and Lord Sacrificial Spirit.”

“There is a ceremony planned in the tribe soon, Grandpa Qi said it is very important. After the ceremony concludes, we shall leave the tribe.”

“As you wish.”

The Enlightenment Stele responded, its voice lingering: “In this time, refine yourself further. The world outside isn’t as safe as within the tribe.”

“Okay.”

Shi Cang nodded earnestly.

Though young in age.

Yet, the scenes fleeing with other tribesmen were deeply imprinted in his heart, unforgettable.

Stowing away the Enlightenment Stele, Shi Cang quickly left the small cabin.

Within the brow.

In that dilapidated world.

The Enlightenment Stele returned to its original place, the “Enlightenment” character slightly flickering.

“Why did I awaken ahead of time?”

In its memory, after inviting the Sacrificial Spirit into this place for communication, part of its power nourished Shi Cang’s Divine Spirit, while another part condensed the “Enlightenment” character, bestowing it to the Sacrificial Spirit of the Sacrificial Fire Tribe.

After that, due to excessive consumption, it returned to slumber.

Yet…

Incomplete long ago, within the haze of slumber, two cracks upon its stele were gradually mended.

Accompanying the repair process, as the cracks faded, even though it hadn’t completely recovered, a faint consciousness prematurely awakened from slumber, fully regaining clarity within days.

Thoughts flashed, as the Enlightenment Stele mused: “Could it be due to the Sacrificial Spirit of the Sacrificial Fire Tribe?”

In the broken world, silence returned.

…

Through the Teleportation Gate, arriving at the exploration zone.

At the moment of appearance, the polluters entrenched afar seemed startled, targeting Qin Jin in mere seconds, attacking.

“The number of polluters increased again.”

“It seems, the exploration zone is drawing ever closer to the city center.”

As these thoughts drifted by, Qin Jin wielded the long saber.

This black long saber, after continuously slaying polluting entities, grew increasingly dark, pure black like charcoal.

Qin Jin never studied saber techniques formally, but while honing via the Martial God Calligraphy, he faced off against many saber-shade illusions, gaining some understanding. Coupled with fighting these ordinary polluters, for him, the type of weapon didn’t matter.

The battle concluded swiftly.

Sheathing the saber, he held it in his hand, surveying the surroundings, seeking the tallest building, and with several leaps, he jumped atop, overlooking the area.

Over time, he gained considerable insight into where he might more likely encounter other participants.