"One million?"
Indeed, there is a house of gold in every book.
Lu Chenzhou checked his purchase records.
"Bai Feng, Alcohol King, Star Hamr King, Yellow River Old Ghost, Long Ya, hmm? Wang Changming??"
Heh, what a reversal of Tiger Power.
"The ’Mixed Cave Furnace Technique’ is even more popular than I thought. It can really beco my main moneymaker—so long as there are New Seventh Realm cultivators, there will be people cultivating it."
...
Myriad Phenona Dao.
"Raise disciples to guard against old age... In the future, it’ll be my disciple who guides the way." Old Wang chuckled inwardly.
...
Kunxu Realm.
"Da Xia has finally birthed its fifth Supre Internal Power. Army Master Lu, well done."
"Let support it."
The Yaochi Immortal had just finished treasure hunting in an ancient cultivation cave mansion, reaping great rewards, and her strength had grown yet again.
She also spent 100,000 to download the ’Mixed Cave Furnace Technique.’ After a quick read, her expression changed slightly.
"What a clever thod—to take heaven and earth as the Elixir Field, to use the body to simulate the universe, to run billions of cells as simulated stars, and thereby generate cosmic power."
Yaochi Immortal’s face steeled. In the distance, three rainbow lights sped over—it was the Three Friends of Bamboo Mountain.
"You three brothers, why are you here again?"
"Outsider, you only dare act fierce because you’re relying on your Divine Phoenix Immortal Armor. Do you really think you’re a match for the three of us?" The eldest of Bamboo Mountain coldly sneered.
Without another word.
The Three Friends of Bamboo Mountain launched their attack. Yaochi Immortal erupted with an aura nearing the peak of the Seventh Realm. The Divine Phoenix Immortal Armor solidified, and a giant sword appeared behind her.
"Cosmic Light?" The three friends’ faces changed drastically. "So you really did get the Great Power’s inheritance."
The giant sword fell like the sky collapsing.
The three friends scattered in panic.
"Leave your lives here!"
Killing intent glead in Yaochi Immortal’s eyes.
Their three souls and seven po trembled. Seeing the giant sword about to slay them, they could only transmit a plea:
"We beg the two Elders to act!"
Buzz, buzz! Two trendous Eight Realm auras erupted. Between heaven and earth, a man and woman appeared—two spirit images thousands of ters tall with imposing gazes.
The spirit image lifted a hand, swatting away the giant sword.
"Outsider, we allowed you to explore the Zhou Sword Immortal’s cave without interference. Now that you’ve obtained a treasure, instead of being grateful, you turn on Kunxu Realm’s own cultivators. Don’t you feel any sha?"
The middle-aged man spoke softly.
The beautiful middle-aged woman snorted coldly.
"Husband, it’s because we’ve been too kind. Since she won’t appreciate it, don’t bla us for being ruthless."
Yaochi Immortal’s face beca grim.
"I never intended to provoke Kunxu Cultivation Realm. The Three Friends of Bamboo Mountain attacked first..."
The middle-aged man spoke:
"All I see is you using Kunxu’s treasure to run wild. The ’Cosmic Light Sword’ is the Supre Treasure of our Kunxu Realm’s Supre Daoist Ancestor, Zhou Sword Immortal. After the Daoist Ancestor fell in the Divine War, the incomplete Cosmic Light Sword returned to Kunxu, waiting for a destined descendant from Kunxu."
The atmosphere grew silent and oppressive.
Yaochi Immortal imdiately understood. From start to finish, these seemingly neutral, fact-ignoring two elders of the Star Palace had been watching the cave mansion. Once soone inherited the legacy, they would strike and seize it back.
In fact, that was exactly so.
The two Elders of the Star Palace, as natives of this realm, had entered the Zhou Sword Immortal’s cave more than ten tis over thousands of years. However, their talent was limited. All their accomplishnts ca from persistent effort over ti; now, as they were about to advance to the Eight Realm and lose their qualification to enter the cave, yet never won recognition from the Cosmic Light Sword. So, they spread news of the cave, drawing in Seventh Realm outsiders. Once soone succeeded, they’d cut them off and steal the prize.
The Three Friends of Bamboo Mountain were their eyes and ears.
The middle-aged woman suddenly smiled and said, "We admire your talent, little sister. How about you keep this Supre Treasure, provided you agree to one condition—join the Star Palace and swear a Dao oath: never betray the two of us as husband and wife."
Yaochi Immortal drew a deep breath.
"And if I refuse?"
The middle-aged man, emotionless, replied:
"You’d best agree. Even though you have Tianxia Civilization behind you, Kunxu is the territory of the strongest in the Eastern Extre Territory—the Kunxu Ancestor. There are several Eight Realm experts here, and Tianxia’s Military Leader is wanted by the Eight Realm and too busy to care. Who would support you?"
Disappointnt appeared on Yaochi Immortal’s face.
She flicked her hand and struck first.
The giant sword cleaved toward the enormous spirit image!
"Does the Kunxu Ancestor know you’re parading yourself around in his na, swindling others?"
To her knowledge, the Kunxu Ancestor had long since left Kunxu to pursue an opportunity for Great Power, leaving only the True Treasure Dao legacy to benefit his ho world. Regardless of how the ho world turned out, the Ancestor never bothered. In fact, the title "Kunxu Ancestor" was coined by Kunxu’s cultivators, not a self-styled title.
To put it plainly, it’s just borrowing Tiger Power.
This sort of thing was common among the Three Thousand Worlds. Whenever a remarkable figure appeared in a certain era, cultivators would use their na to rena the world.
"How bold!" the couple roared. "Cosmic Light Sword may be powerful, but at best it’s a top-grade Eighth Rank Spiritual Weapon now, and its Artifact Spirit is incomplete, unable to act autonomously. With your Seventh Realm cultivation, you can’t even bring out one percent of its power."
A battle comparable to the Eight Realm erupted.
Yaochi Immortal’s face paled. The couple understood the Cosmic Light Sword’s secrets well; she had barely begun to master it and hadn’t refined it fully. Handling a single Eight Realm expert was possible; two was barely manageable.
The Three Friends of Bamboo Mountain also unleashed their treasures in attack.
Yaochi Immortal looked toward a certain void and sent a voice transmission:
"Fellow Ming Dao, you left ho to save the people of your world, Yuancang Realm, from catastrophe, didn’t you? If you help now, Tianxia Civilization will help your people through this crisis."
A sigh echoed from the void.
"Let the Fairy keep her word." A white-robed scholar holding a scroll walked out, waved his hand, and the scroll caught the wind and grew, transforming into a pure white auspicious beast resembling both dog and fox, with a dragon’s head, green hair, fur, and antlers.
The auspicious beast radiated a pressure close to the Eight Realm.
The couple’s faces changed dramatically.
"True God Bai Ze?"
This was no ordinary beast, but the God of the Divine Court in charge of all transcendent beings and matters of gods and ghosts in the world.
Yaochi Immortal was shocked as well. She knew this mysterious Ming Daozi was unusual, but hadn’t expected he could summon divine spirits. Of course, he probably only managed to obtain a trace of divine power through so special ans, but that was enough to help break this stalemate.
Boom!
With Ming Daozi sharing the burden, Yaochi Immortal pushed the Cosmic Light Sword to the limit, slashing at the treacherous couple.
"White Light!"
Behind the beautiful middle-aged woman appeared a sword, radiating divine light equal to the Cosmic Light Sword, and it slashed at the Cosmic Light Sword!
It was Qingyunzi’s White Light Sword.
One of the Seven Heavenly Swords.
The clashing swords shook the land for thousands of miles.
The White Light Sword was sent flying.
The couple retreated in haste.
When they ca to their senses, they saw that a deep crevice had torn open in the void, leading to the Ruins Sea.
"The Cosmic Light Sword is a Supre Treasure of Space Sword Dao. This sword broke the void—not sure where it teleported them. Those two carry so many treasures—the Divine Phoenix Immortal Armor, Cosmic Light Sword, Bai Ze Diagram... Any one of them would frighten even the Great Wilderness. If you two have only just entered the Eight Realm, it’s no wonder they escaped."
The Black Boat Ancestor quietly appeared.
Only the middle-aged couple could see her.
"Please forgive us, Ancestor!"
Their bodies trembled. Not long ago, though they both broke through to the Eight Realm, it was only with the Black Boat Ancestor’s external assistance that they barely succeeded.
Similar to the Blood Hidden Building Master—pseudo Eight Realm, much weaker than the ordinary Eight Realm in true power.
"Ancestor, shall we pursue them?"
"No rush."
The Black Boat Ancestor let out a weird laugh.
In a thought, she arrived at the Ruins Sea, a compass appearing in her palm, divided into four regions.
A pointer on it quivered unceasingly.
"All know of the Destruction Black Boat, but few know that Destruction Elder’s real backing is this Four States Compass, inherited from the Ancient Heavenly Talisman Sect. Paired with the Cross-border Tracking Talisman, one day, that Yaochi Immortal will bring Lu Chenzhou to ."
Cosmic Light Sword? The Black Boat Ancestor was uninterested. She lacked neither top-grade Eighth Rank Spiritual Weapons nor incomplete Supre Treasures. She dared act with impunity throughout the Three Thousand Worlds precisely because she had too many treasures. She was more curious about Lu Chenzhou.
Although Martial Arts in Xia Realm is a shortcut at the cost of potential, Lu Chenzhou breaking through Seven in seventy years is still unbelievable. He must possess a true Supre Treasure, even a Divine Artifact, or so other great secret.
"What could it be?"
...
Elsewhere.
Yaochi Immortal and Ming Daozi had erged in a small world. Both sighed in relief after escaping the danger.
"Thank you, Fellow Ming Dao."
"And thank you, Fairy, for helping escape. How did you know I hail from Yuancang Realm?"
"I have many friends... What does Fellow Ming Dao plan for the future?"
"Continue roaming, reach the Eight Realm as soon as possible. The Eight Realm ghost sealed in Yuancang Realm will break free in thirty years. I have little ti left."
"I’ll contact Tianxia Eight Realm experts on my side."
"That ghost, alive, was nearly at the peak of the Eight Realm. Though its strength has plumted, it should still be at Mid-Eight Realm. To guarantee slaying it, Tianxia Civilization will need at least four Early-Eight Realm experts."
Truthfully, Ming Daozi held little hope.
He aided Yaochi Immortal because he’d heard of Tianxia’s feats fighting Evil Gods—it resonated with him.
Yuancang Realm was almost beyond saving.
He just couldn’t let go of his holand.
"Thirty years left—since you’ve gained much from the cave mansion, Fellow Ming Dao, why not return ho and hold the line? If anything happens, contact us anyti."
"Good idea."
After introducing Ming Daozi to Red Extre Palace, the two parted ways. Yaochi Immortal then reported the events to the Tianxia Civilization’s Seventh Realm high command.
...
"Those two old Star Palace geezers..."
Lu Chenzhou’s killing intent overflowed. He had wavered about avenging Qingyunzi, but now, those two had shown themselves.
As Military Leader, and since Yaochi Immortal was his great benefactor, this grudge—Lu Chenzhou would rember it.
...
The next day.
Dragon Transformation Ancient Road, Zone Six.
Lu Chenzhou stepped into the hundred-thousand-tis gravity zone. Without pause, he charged straight into the depths of Zone Seven, surpassing Alcohol King, Star Hamr King, and a group of Seventh Realm fighters, reaching the eight-hundred-thousand-tis gravity zone before feeling his limit.
Normally, only Late Stage or even Peak Seventh Realm fighters could reach here.
"After refining the Yuan Magnetic Star Ring and using Star Power to temper my body, plus Fourth Layer Moving Mountain, and further advances in Withering and Flourishing Dao... My physical strength and recovery now utterly surpass any fighter of my realm."
He looked up at the sky.
Golden stars hung aloft.
A golden-haired man stared back, his voice like a great bell: "You must be Lu Chenzhou. You are the sixteenth to reach Zone Seven of the Ancient Road."
Lu Chenzhou cupped his fist in salute.
"I am indeed."
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