"Trapped."
"Can’t get out."
Chen Jichuan furrowed his brows slightly.
At this mont, he did gain a deeper understanding of the Mysterious Realm, but he was also sowhat disappointed.
Earlier, in sects like the Flowing Mist Sect and the Changhe Sect, he had learned of the existence of the Mysterious Realm and had high hopes that Wul Ming and other Divinity Transformation Ancestors might have unique insights or a way out.
But now, he realized that even Wul Ming and those of the Divinity Transformation Realm were equally trapped in the Mysterious Realm.
Stuck within Panlong Mountain.
"A Divinity Transformation refuses to yield."
"Not a single one is willing to sit and wait for death at Panlong Mountain. In their younger years, they entered and exited the Mysterious Realm freely, but in their twilight years—every single one makes a desperate gamble, entering the Mysterious Realm and vowing not to co out unless they find an escape."
"To this day."
"None of the Divinity Transformation cultivators have died of old age in the Inner Domain of Panlong Mountain."
Wul Ming sighed.
Generation after generation of Divinity Transformation cultivators have pressed forward, undeterred. According to historical records, in over a hundred thousand years, not a single Divinity Transformation Ancestor has been willing to perish of old age.
They all choose to gamble their lives.
Either die within the Mysterious Realm.
Or find an escape route.
But in the past tens of thousands of years, no one has ever returned to Panlong Mountain. The fate of those predecessors from the Divinity Transformation Realm likely resulted predominantly in the forr outco.
"In the end, one must rely on oneself."
After hearing this, Chen Jichuan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Mystery within the Mysterious Realm.
No path to follow, no predecessors to guide the way—everything must be sought through one’s own efforts.
After pondering for a mont, Chen Jichuan didn’t ask further questions but switched topics instead—
"Earlier, Daoist gifted a pill before my tribulation."
"Now you have also shared your knowledge of the Mysterious Realm with ."
"Within my possession, I happen to have two secret techniques I ca by years ago; both are Sword Dao techniques. As a token of appreciation, I hope Daoist will not decline."
Chen Jichuan retrieved two jade scrolls from his robe and handed them to Wul Ming.
"Daoist has a ninety-percent certainty of transcending the tribulation; Wul Ming’s small effort doesn’t deserve much credit. As for matters concerning the Mysterious Realm, we all dwell within Panlong Mountain and should naturally look out for one another."
"Daoist needs not be so formal."
Wul Ming politely refused.
Seeing Wul Ming’s reaction, Chen Jichuan smiled and replied, "Having now ascended to the Divinity Transformation Realm, I will eventually have to explore the Mysterious Realm. However, the dangers there are nurous, and I lack sufficient treasured artifacts at hand. While I intended to refine them myself, I’m missing various refining materials. Initially, I planned to visit Daoist at Jieyang Mountain after my tribulation, partly with the intention of trading materials. If Daoist does not accept these two cultivation techniques, I will also find it difficult to make further requests."
Chen Jichuan was not lacking wealth.
He possessed countless Magic Skills, any one or two of which could be worth an enormous fortune.
Priceless items, such as Side Door Level cultivation thods or Super-level techniques, couldn’t even be presented here because no one in Panlong Mountain could afford them.
Being free of financial concerns, there was no need for him to take advantage of Wul Ming.
What’s more—
To ask for refining materials with nothing to offer would be both shaless and indebted. Instead, conducting a fair exchange would be better for all parties involved.
No debts between them.
The two techniques Chen Jichuan gifted to Wul Ming were outstanding among high-level techniques; they could even be considered exceptional in the Starry Sky World. Using these techniques as a prelude, Wul Ming would certainly not hold back his best materials.
On the contrary—
In hopes of acquiring more powerful Magic Skills from Chen Jichuan, Wul Ming might clean out his entire collection of rare refining materials.
Compared to these refining materials, Magic Skills were undoubtedly far rarer.
Hearing Chen Jichuan’s remarks, Wul Ming finally stopped rejecting the offer.
"Wul Ming accepts with gratitude!"
Wul Ming received the jade scroll, glanced at it casually, and his heart imdiately surged.
He couldn’t help but inwardly rejoice—
"Fortunately, I did not refuse!"
While feeling thankful, Wul Ming wasted no ti. From his waist, he untied a storage bag, shook it, and out spilled seven or eight chunks of tal and ores, along with over a dozen different materials.
Big and small.
In varying quantities.
But each material was exceptionally rare within Panlong Mountain, capable of refining a third-order Magical Treasure.
"Blue Gold Stone."
"Agate Horn."
"Silver Marrow Drill."
"Blood-Vein Ancient Copper."
Chen Jichuan carefully examined each item, and his eyes soon glead with delight.
Among the nearly twenty types of materials Wul Ming presented, four were imdiately useful to him.
The first three could be used to refine the ’Five Thunders Hurricane Mother Car,’ ’Three Flowers Divine Shuttle,’ and ’Fire Dragon Immortal Banner.’
The fourth was one of the primary materials needed for crafting the ’Ten Thousand Demon List.’
"As expected, dealing with soone like Wul Ming within the Divinity Transformation Realm is much faster!"
Chen Jichuan was filled with joy.
He gathered all the materials on the ground and handed Wul Ming another flying technique.
"Cloud Walking Technique!"
Wul Ming was equally delighted.
...
After his breakthrough to the Divinity Transformation Realm, Chen Jichuan stayed on White Spirit Mountain to consolidate his cultivation.
News of his successful tribulation spread quickly.
Soon, cultivators across Panlong Mountain heard about it—a new Divinity Transformation Ancestor had erged.
The other Divinity Transformation cultivators within Panlong Mountain were also inford.
One after another, they overca their pride and ca to visit.
Wul Ming didn’t hurriedly depart. He stayed on the mountain to assist Chen Jichuan, acting as a host and making introductions.
Within half a year—
Panlong Mountain’s cultivators in the Divinity Transformation Realm had steadily gathered on White Spirit Mountain—
Wul Ming, Wul Ancestor of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
Cui Man, Immortal Lady Cui of the Seven Treasures Sect.
Yuann Chenghua, Ancestor Yuann of Fantian Mountain.
Luo Jindao, Golden Blade Ancestor of Rash Sea.
These were the Divinity Transformation Old Ancestors from the Four Great Immortal Sects.
Beyond them—
Several carefree loose cultivators—
’Extre Fla Ancestor.’
’Ancestor Wuling.’
’Five Poison Saintess.’
And two Old Ancestors from the Demon Race—
’Crab Daoist.’
’Jiao Venerable.’
All had made an appearance.
Panlong Mountain had a total of nine Divinity Transformation cultivators, all now converging on White Spirit Mountain.
Adding Chen Jichuan—the newly ascended Divinity Transformation cultivator—the mountain now boasted ten.
Chen Jichuan mingled with them on White Spirit Mountain, engaging in lively exchanges.
He conducted transactions with Immortal Lady Cui, Ancestor Yuann, and other arriving Divinity Transformation Ancestors, offering them countless Magic Skills in exchange for refining materials and spiritual dicines.
The atmosphere on the mountain was spirited.
Half a year later, Wul Ming and the others gradually began to leave.
White Spirit Mountain returned to tranquility.
In the ensuing quiet, Chen Jichuan had, through transactions with Wul Ming and others, finally gathered all the refining materials necessary for crafting the ’Ten Thousand Demon List.’
He began artifact refining.
Back in the Starry Sky World, he had spent over two thousand years crafting dozens of ’Ten Thousand Demon Lists.’
Encountering repeated failures.
Achieving successive successes.
By now, he had mastered the craft thoroughly.
At this point, refining in the real world was almost effortless for him, as if he could succeed with his eyes closed.
By the second year after attaining Divinity Transformation—
The Magical Treasure was successfully crafted.
...
Hegang Realm.
White Spirit Mountain.
Chen Jichuan stepped out of his cave abode and erged from the deep mountains. After surveying his surroundings to orient himself, he set off straight toward the south.
Wind and thunder propelled his flight.
Soaring freely.
Flying above the clouds, ordinary Qi Refinent cultivators and Second-order True Persons wouldn’t even detect his presence. His speed was incredibly swift, far beyond what Second-order True Persons could hope to match.
But among cultivators within the Divinity Transformation Realm, such speed was hardly remarkable.
Chen Jichuan flew leisurely, a covert smile playing on his lips.
Several days later—
He reached the southernmost end of the Dragon Tail Domain, arriving at a territory called the ’Cold Nether Swamp.’
"I’m here!"
Chen Jichuan slowed his flight and descended into the swamp.
Vast Panlong Mountain.
Within it were many peculiar terrains.
Take the Fire Dragon Cave, for instance—
Once overgrown with raging flas, it was a barren wasteland with few frequenting cultivators, though it made an excellent training ground for fire-elent cultivators.
Or the ’Cold Nether Swamp’ before him—
This place was not conducive to cultivation; instead, it brimd with cold poison. Prolonged exposure would inevitably lead to contamination, corroding one’s mana and primordial spirit, making it exceedingly challenging to eliminate.
Thus, it seldom saw visitors.
So bold and skilled cultivators occasionally ventured here to gather cold energy and refine cold poison into malicious artifacts.
But in recent years—
A Great Demon erged within Cold Nether Swamp, possessing Second-order Peak cultivation. Expert at wielding cold energy in combat, this demon’s abilities skyrocketed tenfold within the swamp.
In this territory, it was practically invincible among Second-order beings.
As a result, visits from cultivators beca even rarer.
This ti, Chen Jichuan ca specifically for this Great Demon.
Though, before facing it—
"I must first deal with two tails trailing !"
Chen Jichuan moved on, secretly deploying eight formation flags in all directions.
After walking a certain distance—
Chen Jichuan suddenly flickered and disappeared.
"Huh?"
"Eh?"
Two figures behind him, keeping their distance and attempting to conceal themselves, hurriedly approached. They scanned their surroundings, each wearing distinct expressions.
Before they could pinpoint anything, a voice suddenly rang out near their ears: "Saintess, Venerable, we et again."
The two were startled, their eyes widening in alarm.
"Take this!"
With a mighty sweep of his hand, one of Chen Jichuan’s formation flags released a beam of mystic light that struck down upon them, revealing their true forms.
One was dressed in flamboyant robes, radiantly beautiful.
The other wore a dark robe, exuding a stern aura.
They were none other than the Five Poison Saintess and Jiao Venerable—two of the nine Divinity Transformation Ancestors who had recently interacted with Chen Jichuan at White Spirit Mountain, exchanging knowledge, trading materials, and drinking together.
At White Spirit Mountain—
They all presented themselves amicably and engaged cordially.
However, beneath the surface, their goals differed.
"Outwardly courteous."
"Yet secretly they stalk , seeking harm?!"
The two had accompanied Wul Ming and others in leaving White Spirit Mountain, but halfway along their journey, they turned back and lingered outside the mountain, waiting to ambush Chen Jichuan.
Chen Jichuan knew very well that his wealth of techniques and extravagant transactions at White Spirit Mountain had drawn attention. Possessing many spiritual dicines and refining materials made him a tempting target.
"Among the nine Divinity Transformation cultivators in Panlong Mountain, so, like Wul Ming, choose a rational approach, fostering goodwill over the long term, investing in connections and patiently awaiting my rise."
"But others are shortsighted."
"For instance, these two believe that I possess hidden secrets and treasures. They follow covertly, hoping to seize my fortune or take alive."
Chen Jichuan saw through them clearly.
And he had always been ruthless toward his enemies.
In the Dao Fruit World, he occasionally adopted a facade of moral uprightness, but in the real world, he was even more decisive and rciless!
"Daring to stalk —you seek death!"
Hiding himself, Chen Jichuan waited for the two to draw near. With a flick of his sleeve, he unleashed an attack aid straight at Jiao Venerable.
Simultaneously, his other hand ford a claw, activating his ’Heavenly Yin True Qi.’
This technique, acquired in the Central Continent World, was once an absolute skill of the Five Elents Sect—water elent and ice attribute.
In the past, Chen Jichuan rarely employed it.
The reasons were twofold: he hadn’t cultivated a water-elent technique, and its proficiency was limited.
However, after five thousand years in the Starry Sky World practicing the ’Xuanwu Black Water Scripture,’ which had beco one of his twenty-six primary Super-level techniques, he had mastered ’Heavenly Yin True Qi’ to the Fifth Layer.
Now, its power was unmatched.
Utilizing it within the Cold Nether Swamp, his mana surged, and the technique invoked, drawing upon all the hidden icy energy and cold poison within the swamp.
Instantly.
The sky and earth erupted with icy force, freezing void space solid.
Cold Qi pervaded the atmosphere.
Freezing all things!
...
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