The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Above the sky, everything calmed down.

The broken bronze chain was in a static state, motionless.

Qin Jin looked up, thoughts flickering in his mind: “Since I can complete a transaction with heaven and earth, in the future, if there is an opportunity, I might try to actively engage in matters of this kind, perhaps I can receive more gifts from heaven and earth.”

With plans made in his heart, Qin Jin gazed at the mountain and river fragments above, finally fixing his eyes on the empty region.

“Countless ages have passed, and many mountain and river fragments have fallen.”

He conceived an idea in his mind, took one last glance at the sky, and descended directly, passing through the celestial membrane, returning to the Great Wilderness.

After arriving at this place, he followed the guidance from within the Thunder Marsh to this region, now far from the Sacrificial Fire Tribe, coming to a new area.

With a sweep of his gaze, Qin Jin’s figure descended.

He understood the origin of the mountain and river fragments within the Great Wilderness; in past times, some mountain and river fragments must have been harvested by the tribes of the Great Wilderness, similar to the Spirit Spring Tribe fragments, playing different roles.

Likewise, on this vast land, there must be some mountain and river fragments still buried, undiscovered, and hidden in the wilderness.

“Everything should still be based on self-cultivation, with no need for deliberate seeking.”

“But if an opportunity arises, it shouldn’t be missed.”

His heart and spirit glanced at the two Divine Cauldron fragments within the Spirit Ruins, and Qin Jin’s figure rapidly descended.

During his fall, Qin Jin suddenly sensed something, halting his figure abruptly, his gaze turning sharply toward the distance.

Where his eyes could reach, at the edge of his vision, a stream of light appeared, coming from unknown origins, rapidly approaching under Qin Jin’s watch.

Shrouded in radiant light, the object within was indistinct.

“Human Race, exotic beast, Sacrificial Spirit?”

Speculations arose in his heart, with spiritual power surging within the Spirit Ruins, Qin Jin prepared for battle; if there was an issue, he would re-enter the celestial membrane and withdraw from above.

The escape light was extremely fast.

Upon approaching, the radiant light continually contracted, shrinking to the size of a palm, revealing the object within.

It was a [pagoda].

It appeared to have nine stories, but the upper part was extremely broken, with several middle layers nearly fractured, only remaining connected by beams of unknown material, looking somewhat hapless.

The treasure pagoda bore no name, with no plaque visible above, leaking wind everywhere. After appearing before Qin Jin, it wobbled, staying in front of him.

“What is this?”

Qin Jin parted a bit of his spiritual power to attempt contact, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without any response.

To be enveloped by escape light, it could hardly be an ordinary object. Qin Jin extended his hand, under the protection of origin, spiritual power, and Wish Power, cautiously reaching out to it.

His hand reached out.

The nine-story small tower, which had originally calmed down, moved again, actively approaching, obediently landing on Qin Jin’s palm, appearing to have an intimate intent.

“Could this be an ancient treasure once left behind in the Great Wilderness?”

“Unexpectedly, it actively sought me out.”

He looked at the small tower in his palm, thoughts flashed by, and his heart stirred.

“Could it be…”

“Is it a heavenly treasure similar to the Enlightenment Stele, now actively choosing me?”

“Is it because I have been granted by heaven and earth, enhancing my innate talent?”

He guessed in his heart, with a flash in his palm, leaving the tower, and the treasure pagoda hovered in place.

Qin Jin turned around to leave, advancing in the sky.

Seeing him leaving, the broken small tower became his little tail, obediently following behind, without other actions.

Qin Jin attempted several more times.

This small tower indeed came for him; if he held it, it stayed still, if he ignored it, it followed behind.

“If it’s the influence of enhanced innate talent, how can it perceive it?”

“Could it be that in this heaven and earth, if a Celestial Pride appears, heaven and earth will directly broadcast to the treasures nurtured within it, and they will flock over?”

“Or is it not just the influence of talent but also other reasons, such as the golden mist interwoven into armor, now undetectable?”

Speculations arose in his mind.

Qin Jin manipulated the Wish Power, enveloping the tower.

Wish Power is produced by the sacrificial priest of the Human Race, but at its root, it can even be related to the Mountain and River Divine Cauldron, with a very high level of power, making it most suitable for such matters.

“According to what the Enlightenment Stele once said, it became the companion treasure of Shi Cang, but its consciousness didn’t awaken until much later.”

“Could this treasure pagoda be the same?”

“Treasures have spirits, it sought me out due to instinct, perhaps originally having an exchangeable consciousness, now unable to communicate due to severe damage.”

“Upon returning to the tribe, inquire if the Enlightenment Stele knows anything.”

“Though its memory is incomplete, it is still a continuation from ancient times to the present.”

A decision made in his heart, looking at the small tower peacefully enveloped by Wish Power, Qin Jin stored it, carrying it with him.

He followed his initial plan, continuing to descend to the area directly below.

Qin Jin had never witnessed the scene of the bronze chain breaking and the Divine Cauldron fragments falling, but the corresponding land area beneath the celestial membrane is undoubtedly the most likely place where fragments are buried.

Since he had come this far, Qin Jin did not mind spending a little time searching.

Continuing his descent, the situation on the surface came into view; looking down, there was a primeval jungle formed by countless towering trees, showing no signs of logging, nor any traces left by humans or beasts.

With a slight furrow of his brows, Qin Jin did not fully descend, spiritual power spreading out to sense everything around him.

At the same time, with a slight thought, he retrieved the two mountain and river fragments from within the Spirit Ruins, holding them in his hands.