Chapter 220
Fortunately, the resources had already been taken away and hidden by the other three disciples of the Burning Purity Sect.
They just needed to wait to become the next Holy Land's Buddha Sons.
There was no need to confront this terrifying Sword Immortal of unknown realm head-on.
Even if they took a step back, once the great secret realm opened and the True Man of Burning Industry emerged to deal with this arrogant sword cultivator, wouldn’t that be much better?
Under Chen Huai'an's pressure, the entrance to the secret realm was enveloped in silence.
Li Qingran stayed obediently within the sword formation, her gaze fixed on her master’s figure, fearing even the slightest injury to him.
At that moment, the secret sound talisman at her waist, which had been unresponsive, stirred.
“It’s Senior Sister!”
Could it be that Yue Qianchi had already rescued the three disciples from the Sword Pavilion?
She quickly took out the talisman to check, but it only displayed five words.
[Kill Song Chiyue, hurry!]
Kill Song Chiyue?!
Li Qingran looked around but did not see Song Chiyue’s figure.
However, since the demonic formation was a trick devised by the three major Holy Lands, the Saintess of the Yaochi Holy Land was no good either.
The three disciples of the Sword Pavilion must have been harmed by them.
“Master, kill Song Chiyue!” She cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted at Chen Huai'an, channeling her spiritual energy.
“Alright!” Chen Huai'an narrowed his eyes.
He had already memorized Song Chiyue’s aura when entering the secret realm.
Now, finding someone with his fifth-level Void Realm spiritual sense was a piece of cake.
But after scanning the area, he found no one.
Just as he was about to use the Heavenly Mechanism to deduce her location, a beam of light from a teleportation array flickered near the corpse of the Burning Heart.
Song Chiyue emerged, surrounded by three disciples of the Yaochi, her eyes still dazed from just stepping out of the teleportation array.
In the next moment, a chilling killing intent descended upon her.
“Do you dare?!” The three elders of the Yaochi Holy Land, in the Void Realm, were furious and immediately took action.
Killing Burning Heart was one thing; after all, Burning Purity and Yaochi were both collaborators and competitors.
It was beneficial for Yaochi if he died. But now, to lay hands on their Saintess? That was unacceptable!
Chen Huai'an remained silent, unleashing three swords to force back the three elders.
The final sword fell from the sky.
Sword Style Eleven - Sword Falls into the Galaxy.
Like the Milky Way rolling back, it descended from the heavens.
Boom—!
A silver-white sword curtain swept across.
A bottomless abyss opened up in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains.
And the Saintess of Yaochi and the three disciples were crushed into dust.
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Chapter 236: What I, Yue Qianchi, Have Said (Little Pit xk+1)
Fifteen minutes earlier, in the small secret realm.
“Song Chiyue, my junior brothers have already been crippled by you. They don’t even know it was your Holy Land that did this. Why can’t you give them a way out?”
In the depths of the sect's ruins, in a prison.
Yue Qianchi looked at the three junior brothers released by Song Chiyue, her face filled with pity.
What Song Chiyue wanted was her innate Five Spirit Body. This physique, when paired with the five single spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, could evolve into the Innate Five Absolute Body. If the five single spiritual roots were mutated, it would become an even stronger Innate Primordial Saint Body. Yuyao Zhenren needed this physique to ensure her ascension, rather than merely surviving like the old monsters in the Guixu.
Thus, she had threatened to self-destruct to meet the three junior brothers.
Xu An, Zhen He, and Duan Feng had their spiritual roots plucked, their dantians destroyed, and were tortured beyond recognition.
It was unclear what secret methods the Yaochi Holy Land had used, but the three talented junior brothers had been reduced to mere mortals, even their Dao bodies stolen.
Yun Suxin’s situation was similar.
However, she was merely unconscious and had not yet been drained of her talents.
“Is this your goal? To stifle all the talented disciples of the sect and steal their gifts, so that your three Holy Lands can dominate?” Yue Qianchi gritted her teeth.
“The sect is just a sect, a frog in a well, short-sighted.” Song Chiyue toyed with her fingers, casually saying, “What we pursue has never been to dominate the Cangyun Realm, but to knock on the gates of heaven and tread the path of immortality!”
“With so many talented individuals in your Holy Land, and Yuyao Zhenren at the Great Ascension stage, why can’t you knock on the gates of heaven and tread the path of immortality? Why must you persecute the sect’s disciples?”
“Ha…” Song Chiyue chuckled lightly, “Yue Qianchi, do you know how many years it has been since there was an immortal in the Cangyun Realm?”
“Five thousand years! A full five thousand years without a cultivator successfully ascending to immortality!”
Yue Qianchi was stunned. “How is that possible? Last year, didn’t your Yaochi…”
“That was fake. The tribulation failed, and she was struck dead. They claimed it was a successful ascension. Otherwise, how could they deceive you poor souls who are so eager to crawl into the Holy Lands?” Song Chiyue’s eyes were filled with madness and disdain, but only she knew that this disdain stemmed from her fear of the future and the tribulation.
No matter what, one could not become an immortal.
No matter how much preparation was made, it would all fail before the heavenly tribulation.
Whether it was a first-grade dantian, an innate Dao body, or mutated spiritual roots, no matter how powerful the magical artifacts prepared, they were all useless before the thunder tribulation.
The heavenly tribulation would grow stronger with the cultivator’s power.
It was like a threshold that could automatically rise, designed to prevent anyone from becoming an immortal.
Those with bad luck would be reduced to ashes, their souls scattered.
Those with good luck would fall to the status of loose immortals, barely surviving.
And some at the Great Ascension stage, whose lifespans were nearing their end and still wished to cling to life, could only enter the Guixu to evade the heavenly tribulation.
That was a very special place in the Cangyun Realm; as long as one hid inside, the heavenly tribulation could not sense them.
Song Chiyue sat on a stone stool in front of Yue Qianchi, resting her chin on her hands, a tragic smile that was hard to distinguish between joy and sorrow appearing on her delicate face: “When Yuyao Zhenren had only a few hundred years left to live, she was already on the brink of madness.
She didn’t want to survive like a coward in the Guixu, counting the days until she could leave, nor did she want to die under the heavenly tribulation.
So, she and the old monk of Burning Purity, who was also nearing the end of his lifespan, hit it off.
At first, they didn’t know how to plan, until one time in the great secret realm, they obtained a scroll called the ‘Taishang Xuanzang Heart Sutra.’ This secret method uses people as tools, advocating the refinement and forging of oneself as a Dao tool. Since it is a Dao tool, materials can be added to it just like forging weapons.
Thus, a derivative fragment was born, which recorded a method to extract the talents of cultivators.
Whether it was spiritual roots, dantians, or Dao bodies, all could be refined into pills.
Taking this pill would grant one all the talents of the other.”
She rolled up her sleeve, revealing her fair skin marred by twisted bloodstains resembling centipedes: “I am not Song Chiyue; I am Yuqing Zhenren, the Grand Elder of Yaochi. Song Chiyue is my direct disciple. Even though I have taken over her body for over a hundred years, the bloodstains left from the possession have not completely faded. Once they do, that will be the moment I fully control this body.”
Yue Qianchi had already guessed some of this, but still found it hard to believe.
This plan was simply too insane; it could not even be called demonic. It was treating all cultivators in the world as livestock to be used at will.
Demonic cultivators could slaughter a county, could massacre a city, stirring up a storm of blood and gore.
But the plans of Yuyao Zhenren and Burning Purity Zhenren aimed to annihilate the entire Cangyun Realm.
Once this secret method was exposed, Yue Qianchi could almost envision a scene of cultivators across the world killing each other to seize talents.
She couldn’t help but shiver.
“I’m telling you these secrets of Yaochi to let you know, don’t think about escaping; you won’t survive.”
Song Chiyue playfully lifted Yue Qianchi’s chin, admiring her exquisite face, and teased, “So beautiful, and so talented. If I were born with your talents, I wouldn’t need to possess someone else… Come back to Yaochi with me, and you’ll be implanted with five types of mutated single spiritual roots. Before Yuyao Zhenren needs to use your body, you’ll live comfortably and well. By then, you’ll be the new Saintess of Yaochi!”
Yue Qianchi stared at Song Chiyue.
The moment she realized Song Chiyue was Yuqing Zhenren, she knew the injuries on Song Chiyue were all fake.
Even a top-grade Thunderfire Talisman couldn’t kill Song Chiyue. To reach the level of a Zhenren, one had to be at least in the late stage of the Integration Realm.
The opponent might not be able to unleash the power of the Integration stage using Song Chiyue’s body, but that didn’t mean they didn’t have trump cards from the Integration stage.
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