Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

146: The sixth-grade spirit gathering formation! The divine treasure - the mysterious golden egg!The building in front of him occupied a hundred acres, with carved railings, jade steps, pavilions, and waterside structures, all readily available.

The timber used was surprisingly all precious Jade Silk Wood.

This material alone cost tens of thousands of Low-Grade Spirit Stones per catty.

And here, a single piece could weigh several tons, showcasing the immense scale of the Purple Sun Divine Palace.

Upon entering, Qin Han found that the Spiritual Qi here was as pure as water, rushing towards him like a spring breeze, captivating and moving.

“Spirit Gathering Array?”

He noticed something amiss; there must be a massive array covering the entire pavilion beneath his feet, estimated to be above the sixth grade.

Cultivating here for one day was equivalent to half a month outside.

“The Might King actually bestowed this bottom-of-the-box pavilion; it seems his sincerity is quite high,” Qin Han thought to himself.

As a King- Hou and an old monster who had lived for over a thousand years, his methods of winning people over would certainly not be so simple.

Material desires were nothing to a Prodigy; if he truly wanted Qin Han to join the Purple Sun Divine Palace, he would have to pay a greater price.

From this, it was evident that the Listening Rain Pavilion was merely an appetizer.

The real main course might still be to come.

“Brother Qin, you can rest assured and stay here for as long as you wish; as long as you don’t need it, no one will disturb you on a daily basis,” Cheng Weidong said.

“Thank you for your trouble,” Qin Han nodded slightly.

“Not at all, Brother Qin has helped me immensely, far more than a single pavilion can compare,” Cheng Weidong waved his hands repeatedly.

Then, changing the subject, he pondered, “I will go look for the person you asked me to pay attention to, and I will inform you immediately if there is any news.”

After speaking, he gave a few reminders about precautions, then left with Ah Ping and others, who had faces full of envy.

Qin Han chose a courtyard to stay in; for him, this was merely a temporary resting place.

After Cultivating to the Divine Power Realm, sleep was already optional, and he wouldn’t spend time on it.

“Next, let me glimpse the shackles of the Extreme Boundary.”

With this thought, he first took out the porcelain bottle containing the immortal god spring.

He had consumed a few drops before, and now there were still twenty-two drops left inside.

Qin Han poured out a drop and consumed it, vigorously circulating the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength, as surging Spiritual Qi churned through one grand cycle after another, washing over his limbs and bones.

In a short while, he condensed tens of millions of giant elephant particles.

“Let’s try again.”

After taking another drop of immortal god spring, Qin Han once again attempted to break through to the Extreme Boundary.

His body rumbled like the sound of the Great Dao, brilliant divine wheels slowly rotated, and the Hell Furnace above his head frantically absorbed and devoured Spiritual Qi from all directions.

An hour later, Qin Han slowly opened his eyes, and disappointment appeared in his pupils.

“Still can’t do it?”

Breaking through two Extreme Boundaries had made him feel that this process was not difficult.

As it turned out, he realized he was wrong, terribly wrong.

Recalling his past encounters, the first time he touched the shackles was due to an Emperor Grade Cultivation Technique.

The second time he touched the Extreme Boundary was because of the Dao Seed.

Both were extraordinary items and crucial for breaking through.

Qin Han prided himself on his unparalleled Comprehension Ability, but he had still overestimated himself.

“Could it be true, as the Buddhist Son said, that I must obtain the star god pearl?” Qin Han exhaled a long breath of turbid Qi.

The Golden Scale Celebration was in three days, and the Xingchen Divine Palace Divine Son would be present then; he would surely bring his wager and battle Ye Chen.

“Regardless of how slim the chances are, I must try,” Qin Han secretly resolved.

He then recalled the lottery chances he had previously obtained and decisively started drawing.

“Use lottery chance!”

“Consumption of lottery chance * 1, lottery begins…”

The familiar scene reappeared before him, and Qin Han’s eyes couldn’t help but show anticipation.

The System’s lottery was different from other lottery modes.