Martial Arts: I Have a Wilderness World

Chapter 622: Chapter 320: Formulating the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal (Part 2)

"The lowest Level can be registered for free, but higher-Level Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seals will require a fee paid in Spirit Stones, gold, or silver. This point needs further discussion..."

Cheng Zongyang jotted down every idea that came to mind, not worrying about whether they were logical or feasible. He would write them down first, organize everything later, and then compile it all into a booklet for future clients.

He came up with many ideas, especially concerning the features, benefits, and privileges to be granted.

His goal was to document the advantages of owning a Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal so he could publicize them later. Convenient, secure, and free—who wouldn’t want one?

As he continued to write down his thoughts on the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal, he began to vividly picture scenarios of people in Jade Peak Immortal City using it.

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1. A Martial Arts Innate Expert named Li registers for and binds the lowest-Level Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal for free. He gains a one-cubic-meter private space (for storing currency only) and deposits all his gold and silver into it via the Money Shop. He can view his total balance with a mere thought. Later, when purchasing resources in the Immortal City, he touches his Spirit Seal to another, and the transaction is completed through their mutual mental commands. The funds in his Spirit Seal space are transferred digitally, and both parties are instantly aware of the change in their balance. Furthermore, no one can take his money without his authorization—not even if he loses his Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal or dies.

2. A heavily injured Cultivator with a High-Level Spirit Seal uses their corresponding privileges to request treatment from the Money Shop, paying the required fee. Upon being notified, Cheng Zongyang himself would operate the system to transport the Cultivator to the Wilderness World for healing.

3. A Cultivator in the Qi Cultivation Stage, who has a High-Level Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal, wishes to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm. They use their privileges to apply to the Money Shop to purchase a Foundation Establishment Pill.

4. A Cultivator who has reached the Qi Cultivation Third Level can use the privileges of a High-Level Token to pay a reduced teleportation fee when applying to travel to the Cultivation Immortality Realm.

6. Cultivators can apply to use the functions of the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal within the Cultivation Immortality Realm as well...

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Cheng Zongyang envisioned a future where the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal would make everything in the Immortal City incredibly convenient. He even imagined it being promoted throughout the Ice and Fire Cultivation Immortality Realm, eventually disrupting the established order of Sects, Money Shops, and other institutions.

Lost in these thoughts, Cheng Zongyang couldn’t help but smile.

This vision could truly change so many customs and practices. It was just like mobile payments from his past life.

He even wondered if he could use the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal to enable voice and video calls, much like the Magic in Immortal Sword Shushan.

After writing down every idea he could think of, Cheng Zongyang felt he had exhausted his creativity for the moment and began to define the features of the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal.

’First, I need to make it bind to the user’s identity by default via a Divine Soul imprint. The owner can then mentally control the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal and view the balance of funds within it.’

’I’ll create a touch-to-transact method, allowing owners of the Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal to exchange funds and...’

’I’ll add a summoning feature, allowing it to be called upon anytime, anywhere, so it can’t be lost. This feature can be restricted to Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seals of a certain Level or higher...’

’I’ll create a Level system. I can set different private space sizes and transaction limits based on the Level. For now, the Level names can be something like the Five Elements or the Four Divine Beasts...’

’I’ll create...’

Cheng Zongyang wrote down every feature he could think of, planning to test and refine them later. Then, he would assign them one by one to their respective Levels.

The higher the Spirit Seal’s Level, the more features it would possess and the larger the balance it could hold. And, of course, applying for a High-Level Ten Thousand Races Spirit Seal would require an additional fee.

As time ticked by, a stack of papers filled with all sorts of notes grew on the side.

Cheng Zongyang wasn’t concerned with whether these ideas and features were viable; for now, he just needed to get them on paper.

As he was organizing his notes, night began to fall.

Meanwhile, a black shadow drifted like a phantom onto the roof of a building near the Wind and Thunder Gang’s headquarters in the North District.

The shadow landed silently, revealing an old man. It was none other than Lin Changfeng, the man who had accepted the mission earlier that day.

His cloudy eyes from the daytime were gone, replaced by a pair that glinted with a sharp light. Yet, he emitted no aura, as if he didn’t exist at all.

Staring at the gang disciples patrolling diligently ahead, he let out a sinister cackle:

"You lot were making the biggest racket during the day. I’ll make an example of you first. It’ll be a good chance to stretch these old Tendons and Bones that haven’t seen action in over a decade!"

The old man’s low laughter sounded especially sinister in the dead of night, but the sound was carried away by the wind, unheard by anyone.

The next moment, his form dissolved into a black mist, vanishing without a trace as if he had never been there at all.

In the gloom of the night, a Black Skull formed from a ball of dark mist drifted like a specter through the streets and alleys, exuding a chilling aura wherever it passed. It moved with incredible speed, concealing its presence in the blink of an eye before slipping silently into the Wind and Thunder Gang’s compound.

Inside, the Wind and Thunder Gang’s patrolling disciples carried torches, walking back and forth with wary expressions while others guarded key positions. However, this seemingly tight defense was riddled with holes in the eyes of the Black Skull.

Like a silent specter, it drifted swiftly into the core area of the rear courtyard. The patrolling gang members, all in the Qi Cultivation stage, noticed nothing. They continued their rounds, completely oblivious to the intruder in their midst.