The Last Worldly Interloper Reaches Inversion Sea Realm Seventh Layer

　　There won't be any major issues in the next thirty years.　　Chen Xia counted on his fingers. This was the 470th year since he came to the Middle Realm of the Domain. He was almost reaching the 500-year mark.　　He had added all these points to his luck. Now his luck was exactly 800 points. He only needed another 200 years to reach 1,000 points.　　Chen Xia predicted that when his luck reached 1,000 points, there would be a qualitative change in his luck. However, he wasn't quite sure exactly how it would change. He could only wait and see.　　Nowadays, the sects in the Middle Realm of the Domain still often came to Chen Xia. They had figured out Chen Xia's way. If you directly said you wanted to buy pills, Chen Xia definitely wouldn't sell them.　　But if you said it was a gift, then the pills would come right away.　　Over the years, Chen Xia had given away all the pills he refined. Fortunately, refining pills wasn't too troublesome for him, and the total value of the medicinal materials he used was even cheaper than the gifts he received.　　Going back and forth like this, Chen Xia even made a lot of profit.　　Now he could even use the medicinal materials he planted himself to refine pills, completely eliminating the cost of medicinal materials and achieving self-sufficiency.　　The magic treasures and spirit stones he received were piled up in the kitchen by Chen Xia, just like firewood. Zhang Daoming usually took one out to exchange for money to buy wine, and no one used the rest.　　Now Chen Xia was truly wealthy and powerful. He was definitely a local tycoon in the Domain.　　What Chen Xia lacked now was combat power. There were three aspects for his current improvement.　　Cultivation base, points, and magical powers.　　He had reached the bottleneck of the sixth level of the Sea-Tipping Realm in his cultivation base. He was just a step away from the seventh level. He estimated that it wouldn't take long to break through, but there was still a long way to go before reaching the Sky-Mending Realm.　　As for points, needless to say, it was something that accumulated over time. He had to take it slowly.　　The only aspect where he could potentially make a breakthrough was in magical powers. However, ordinary magical powers had no effect. It had to be at the level of Daoist magic and immortal techniques.　　When Chen Xia was organizing his magical powers, he suddenly remembered an overpowered technique that he hadn't used for a long time.　　The Blood-Burning Soul-Destroying Technique.　　This technique was useful, but only to a certain extent.　　It was overpowered, but only a little bit.　　If he could break through one of its limitations, it would be an excellent sneaky technique in the world. Unfortunately, he couldn't break through it.　　Chen Xia was very upset. Helplessly, he could only put the Blood-Burning Soul-Destroying Technique away for now.　　Apart from the Blood-Burning Soul-Destroying Technique waiting to be developed, he also had the "Art of Fate" obtained from the Great Xuandu.　　But the problem was that Chen Xia couldn't understand the "Art of Fate". It was like reading a heavenly book. How on earth was he supposed to understand it?　　Chen Xia just couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. He felt that he needed to add some spiritual power to fully understand it, but he had to increase his luck first. This really gave Chen Xia a headache.　　Holding a top-level technique but not being able to understand it was no different from a eunuch visiting a brothel.　　This was one of Chen Xia's few worries.　　Zhang Daoming also had his worries, but he never said them out loud. He often drank a little wine alone, sipping it slowly.　　Chen Xia knew what his worries were without him saying. It was nothing more than that Zhang family.　　Zhang Daoming had also talked to him about it in a worried tone.　　"If after I die, the Zhang family asks you to do something, just refuse. Don't think about our friendship."　　"Don't worry. I've always treated you like an orphan." Chen Xia replied with a light laugh.　　"It's good that you have this thought." Zhang Daoming nodded. Then he suddenly asked, "When will Big Yellow Dog come back from visiting his relatives? It's been decades. I miss him quite a bit."　　Chen Xia touched his cheek and smiled lightly, "It probably will still take some time. When visiting relatives, he has to get married, right? After getting married, he has to have kids, and after having kids, he has to raise them, right?"　　"That makes sense." Zhang Daoming nodded slightly. He didn't ask more and took another sip of his wine.　　Suddenly, footsteps were heard at the door.　　Chen Xia was already used to it. There were often people outside the house, all cultivators coming to give gifts.　　But this time it seemed different because the footsteps stopped for a long time.　　"Come in." Chen Xia seemed to already know who it was and casually called out.　　The door opened, and Zhen Hu walked in slowly. He showed a respectful smile to Chen Xia and said softly,　　"It's been a long time since we met. How are you?"　　"It has been some time. I'm doing well." Chen Xia nodded.　　Bai Jie leaned out from behind Zhen Hu. He lowered his head and also said respectfully, "Brother, how are you?"　　"Um, are you just here to say hello?" Chen Xia asked.　　Zhen Hu gave a dry laugh. "We came to see you. Regarding the matter of the Gathering of Ten Thousand Sects last time, it was our Starry Sky Pill Sect's fault. We feel really ashamed towards you. After much hesitation, we finally decided to come and apologize."　　"Um, whatever. There's no need to apologize. I'll forget about it after some time." Chen Xia said casually.　　Zhen Hu continued to laugh dryly. "Etiquette must be observed. We originally prepared a gift of apology, but since you don't like such gifts, we took it back."　　Chen Xia took off the straw hat on his head and hung it on the nearby hoe. He stepped his rolled-up trouser legs directly onto the bench beside him, looking exactly like a little rascal. He raised his eyebrows and said,　　"Let's get to the point. It will be meaningless if you keep beating around the bush."　　Zhen Hu swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He respectfully cupped his hands and bent over, saying, "The Starry Sky Pill Sect... The Starry Sky Pill Sect wants to invite you to be our leader."　　"Don't even think about it." Chen Xia directly refused.　　Zhen Hu gave a dry laugh. He didn't seem surprised by this answer. He raised his head and said respectfully again, "Sorry to bother you."　　"Indeed, it is a bit." Chen Xia said truthfully.　　Zhen Hu didn't dare to stay any longer. He bid farewell and turned to leave.　　Bai Jie stood behind Zhen Hu, feeling torn between leaving and staying. Looking at Zhen Hu, he said, "Sect Master... Sect Master..."　　He wanted to follow, but then he turned to look at Chen Xia and hesitated, "Brother... You..."　　"Stop dawdling. Just follow and go." Chen Xia waved his hand.　　Bai Jie then quickly followed Zhen Hu, and the two walked away quickly.　　Zhang Daoming sat aside and sighed, "Actually, it can also be considered a friendship."　　"There isn't that much friendship, Lao Zhang." Chen Xia shook his head and put the straw hat back on his head.　　Zhang Daoming nodded slightly. "Maybe I'm getting old. I always like to sigh."　　"Indeed, you are old." Chen Xia nodded and laughed again. "I'm old too."　　"At our age of several thousand years, who can deny it?" Zhang Daoming echoed.　　Logically speaking, Chen Xia wasn't young either, but he looked like a young man. There were many techniques for maintaining one's appearance, and Zhang Daoming didn't delve into it.　　Chen Xia picked up the hoe and walked slowly in the medicine field. Whenever he saw a medicinal herb seedling that wasn't growing well, he would just hoe it down.　　He should also be considered a competent medicine farmer, right?　　Chen Xia stretched in the sunlight.　　Speckled colors shone down, blurring his face.　　The light surrounded his body, as if casting a divine statue.　　At this moment.　　He really looked like the Great Celestial Venerable in his own small world.　　Lofty and supreme.　　———　　Two hundred years later.　　A shocking event spread throughout the Middle Realm of the Domain.　　The Sect Master of Triumph Mountain led Sky-Mending Realm cultivators to take action and wiped out the entire Starry Sky Pill Sect within half a month.　　Zhen Hu, the Sect Master of the Starry Sky Pill Sect, was hung at the top of the sect. His soul was damaged, and his realm had dropped significantly.　　Triumph Mountain established the Starry Sky Pill Sect as a branch sect. The Starry Sky Pill Sect still existed, but it was no longer under Zhen Hu's jurisdiction.　　In the same year.　　Chen Xia went out for a trip. He strolled around the street outside his house.　　When he came back home with a bag of oranges, he had already reached the seventh level of the Sea-Tipping Realm.　　This was experiencing the world.