Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

It's time for the guard rotation.

Ji Jingqiu opened his eyes, the bamboo in his hand had already lost its shimmering white glow.

He looked at the now useless bamboo, his eyes flickering.

Yue Yourong glanced over and casually asked, "What benefits did you get?"

Ji Jingqiu calmly replied, "Similar to the Dharma rewards after killing a guard, my progress increased by almost 1%."

"That much?" Yue Yourong exclaimed, alarmed. "You've already reached perfection, haven't you? After 90%, 1% is significant."

Ji Jingqiu nodded: "Before this trip is over, I might be able to push it to 95%."

Yue Yourong nodded, then turned and went to rest aside.

Ji Jingqiu stood up, swept his eyes around the crowd, and found most people gathered in small groups, taking turns to keep watch through the night.

The additional 1% progress once again sped up the complete integration of [Bodhisattva World] into the Taoist Body, becoming the fourth Divine feature.

He estimated that with another 1% improvement, he could possess a complete fourth Divine ability.

Moreover... what surprised him the most was that this bamboo actually contained a certain Pure essence.

It was extremely similar to the essence of the Great Purity of the Bodhi Tree, as if they shared the same Origin, but the bamboo contained only a trace of this essence.

This made him curious about the origins of the bamboo.

This pure force, after being absorbed into his Inner World, resulted in a new bamboo shoot beside the Lotus Pond, as gentle as jade, growing bathed in the Glazed Glass Light.

As Ji Jingqiu kept watch, he was digesting what he had obtained today.

He suddenly realized that this shelter might also be an arena.

Here, everyone was unable to leave, only allowed to move within the plaza; there was no escape.

Indeed, as he had expected, fierce battles of life or death were unfolding in some of the city's other shelters, just like in the one where Ji Jingqiu and his group were safely stationed.

Some people formed alliances to eliminate the strongest first, while others suppressed numerous Martial Artists with their individual power!

In the end, one would either be forced to retreat due to being outnumbered or dominate the field alone, leaving only one person sitting in solitude.

Inside the conference room.

The many evaluators began to judge the Martial Artists who had acted tonight, one by one.

"One person overpowering seven... truly worthy of being an adept disciple of the Pure Yang Dao. Zhang Buzhou has inscribed three Divine Yang wheels within him, with the Pure Yang Wuji having reached Great Success. His current combat power must be close to Bright Moon's, right?"

"Quan Shiwan from the Beicang Commerce Alliance is also quite impressive. His martial arts skills are on the verge of touching the Mingxin Peak, right? He's likely to reach Godseeing before the Great Martial Arts Competition!"

"...What a True Meaning of Heavenly Sword, Path Cutting and Seeing Me! The Heavenly Sword Dojo has produced yet another extremely sharp sword!"

"Unfortunately, many seed warriors did not make a move tonight."

"Heh, just one night and majority of the warriors have been eliminated. It seems that in another two days, this relic hunter competition will end."

"It's a pity for those who were eliminated first. These youngsters should have cleaned up more King City guards..."

"What's there to pity? The survival of the fittest. The strong remain strong. Only the strong are qualified to enjoy the benefits of the relic's resources!"

"I am quite curious about what secrets lie in the center of this relic."

...

As the bonfire in the center of the plaza extinguished itself.

Daylight began to break.

The first night was over.

Ji Jingqiu glanced at the ranking of points and discovered that while he was ranked fifth yesterday, he had fallen to ninth!

It seemed that a lot of battles had taken place during the night.

As the bonfire went out, the Martial Artists who had stayed in the plaza quietly drifted away in different directions, obviously reluctant to engage in conflicts here too early, especially since Ji Jingqiu and Yue Yourong had already teamed up.

Duan Xuanji also intended to slip away, but was called to a halt by Ji Jingqiu, breaking into a cold sweat.

After waking up Yue Yourong, the three of them decided to head to the center of King City, seeking treasures and clearing away the King City guards on the way.

...

Watching the two effortlessly deal with the King City guards with Spirit Secret Skills, Duan Xuanji shook his head helplessly.

He also cultivated the Spirit Secret Skill. The Heavenly Mechanism Dojo had a diverse heritage, but in actual combat, its effect was only to pause the guards' movements momentarily, and he still needed to land the final blow himself.

In terms of strength, in terms of ease, he simply could not match Ji Jingqiu and Yue Yourong.

He could understand the latter. According to his master's speculation, [Heavenly Will Dao Body] was inclined towards the spiritual side. With the Divine feature of the Dao Body and the support of Dharma, such power was not surprising.

But the strength displayed by Ji Jingqiu was astonishing.

This made Duan Xuanji curious about Ji Jingqiu's Spiritual Cultivation.

The three swept through their path.

All of a sudden.

Ahead, through the underbrush and vines, faint sounds of intense combat could be heard. More than a dozen figures were moving and leaping among the ruins.

With every collision of fist and leg, it seemed to contain the weight of thousands, with the air rippling with visible waves of Qi!

From the scene ahead, it seemed that a few Martial Artists were being besieged by others, forced to fight while retreating, supporting each other.

"This team is arranged." Ji Jingqiu shook his head.

Yue Yourong, eager to try, said, "Let's go, let's join in on the action!"

Duan Xuanji really wanted to suggest that everyone go clear some guards instead, why fight so fiercely, but when his gaze fell on the face of one of those being besieged, he suddenly spoke in a low voice:

"Ji, they're your people from the Dragon Tiger Dojo!"

Ji Jingqiu also locked onto one of the figures, his voice grave, "I'll go first."

As his figure leaped forward, the besieged ones feared another enemy had come, showing bitter smiles.

But when one of them saw Ji Jingqiu, his expression dramatically changed.

"Little Brother Ji! Retreat quickly! They have too many people! Quan Shiwan is among them too!"