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The diary that kept manifesting line by line was finally complete, because right after the last word was written, the entire diary instantly turned solid from ethereal, the traces of the ink still wet, all very clear and distinct.

Obviously, it had just been finished, still warm to the touch.

However, at this moment, whether it was Dongdong or the Sword Cultivator, neither had the heart to pay attention to this detail, as both were shocked by the sudden performance of this spirit-communicating treasure.

The Sword Cultivator was simply astonished that his own spirit-communicating treasure had such an incredible and unthinkable use!

It actually directly stole the diary from Tan Shuchang's hands!

That's Tan Shuchang we're talking about!

A man who suppressed the Immortal Sects between heaven and earth so completely that they had no spirit left, to call him the greatest Demon of ancient times was no overstatement.

As for Dongdong, her shock came from knowing where this Demon Cultivator's "Seven-Day Land" was located. Could this spirit-communicating treasure actually steal a diary across realms?

Although the reasons for both their shocks were different, the degree of shock was nearly the same.

Therefore, the two of them came to their senses at the same time, and only then were they drawn to the newly-written diary.

"..." This is after reading the diary, feeling that this Demon Cultivator is mocking his own Dongdong.

"..." This is the Sword Cultivator always feeling that the diary made sense, but upon careful thought, it made no sense at all.

So, after a sidelong glance, the Sword Cultivator asked, "Is he talking about you?"

Dongdong first sheathed her Heaven Sword, then with a wooden face, answered righteously and boldly, "No!"

"If it's not, then it's not. Why answer so loudly?"

...

Shenxiu Prison Earth.

Tan Shuchang watched his just written diary turn ethereal, without a trace of surprise.

Though it was indeed sudden, it wasn't something he hadn't experienced before.

And he did not write this diary casually, but rather, he had just encountered a True Spirit Body Cultivator after coming here, which prompted him to write.

Because a True Spirit Body Cultivator who has merged their spirit with the Sword Soul, shares a marvelously similar method with that of a sword scabbard.

Both use their own bodies to accommodate a Sword Soul!

Though the Sword Cultivator he met wasn't accommodating a Sword Soul, the difference wasn't big.

Then, Tan Shuchang watched as the sun was about to set in this place, summoned the Blood Pool, and entered it. He still found it somewhat difficult to adapt to the rules of vital energy between heaven and earth at night.

So out of caution, he decided it was best to minimize contact.

After all, he had specially passed through a bizarre game to come to this Shenxiu Prison Earth, merely to take advantage of the dense spiritual energy here, comparable to the Land of the Four Pillars, to cleanse his mundane aura. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire

He had seen the concept of a mundane aura in the memories of those ancestors, but since they had all reached the Third Certification, and had bathed in the Immortal Pool upon leaving, they didn't have much insight into mundane auras. After all, this was a piece of "common knowledge" they didn't really need.

It's like how "common knowledge" about farming doesn't matter to the rich and powerful. How many of them know how to cultivate the land? It was the same for these ascended ancestors.

Even though the memories Tan Shuchang acquired while assimilating were incomplete, just parts of them, he still wouldn't fail to collect information about this particular aspect after assimilating so many Third Certification ancestors turned ghost spirits, right?

Therefore, before this, Tan Shuchang was only slightly concerned about the mundane aura because of an incarnation of the Ancestor Master of the Sword Temple, who had mentioned it in passing.

And Tan Shuchang now knew this, naturally because the two Blood Shadow Incarnations attached to Ning Shuqi and Jun Zimo unexpectedly found out the reason why the two had been discovered. As for the cleansing of the mundane aura, it wasn't difficult, he just needed to stay in the Land of the Four Pillars for some time.

"You filthy scum, take a punch from me!"

"A lowly Body Refinement method dares to fight with me?"

Bang!

The two instantly clashed, fists and feet colliding, with vital energy bursting out from their impacts. One had a large stature, over two zhang tall, and the other barely over one zhang, a huge difference in their physique, yet their fight was evenly matched.

Tan Shuchang just happened to be passing by, looked once, and then paid no more attention.

Such scenes were common here.

During the past Seven-Day Land visits, he would encounter this over a hundred times a day in places with crowds.

And this wasn't because people here were inherently rough, it was purely a side effect of the Body Cultivation methods, as well as something tacitly tolerated and even encouraged by the various powers in this place.

Because these Body Cultivation methods, at their higher levels, seem to cultivate the mind as well, but the lower ones lead to crudeness and irritability. As Body Cultivators practice their methods, their bodies grow larger day by day, but so do the irritation and anger deep inside them.

Although Cultivators can subsist without food, Body Cultivators seeking to strengthen their bodies rely heavily on all sorts of medicinal herbs and bloody meals.

This leads every Body Cultivator to a daily life of hard toil.

Those practicing inferior Body Cultivation methods have demands for resources, and those practicing superior methods have the same demands, with strict quality requirements for medicinal herbs and bloody meals.

So, under these internal and external conditions, most Body Cultivators are rash and impulsive, readily coming to blows at the slightest disagreement, which is a very common occurrence.

And the reason various powers permit such incidents, lies in the power structure of this world.

The land is fractured with warlords, and within their own territories, different currencies are used. This results in a situation where even allied powers don't have a universal currency.