Chapter 582

Chapter 582: Yin and Yang

【One trillion eight hundred quadrillion Hongmeng points.】

“One trillion eight hundred quadrillion?”

Ye Xu’s heart shuddered violently. "The Reincarnation Heavenly Book itself is barely worth a hundred quadrillion. Why does a single piece of information cost one trillion eight hundred quadrillion Hongmeng points?"

He found it utterly perplexing.

Perhaps the only explanation was that the secret linked to the Heavenly Book held a value approaching two hundred quadrillion.

【Host, please do not question the system’s accuracy.】

【The Heavenly Book emerged naturally, not merely as a treasure. Exchanging for it reflects only a one-sided valuation.】

Ye Xu suddenly understood.

Each of the Nine Great Heavenly Books contained guidance for reaching the Dao Ancestor realm. But that represented merely their most superficial function. Their deeper purpose constituted the truest core secret.

"The complete information costs more than selling the Reincarnation Heavenly Book could cover."

Ye Xu sighed softly, forced to settle for second best.

"What about the Simplified Version?"

【Twenty quadrillion.】

"It won’t be like last time, will it? Just a few words?"

【Yes.】

"…"

Ye Xu looked at Luo Qianchen and the other man, speaking calmly. "The secret involving the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture touches upon the core mysteries of the Nine Great Heavenly Books. I won’t conceal from either of you that even selling the Reincarnation Heavenly Book wouldn’t amass enough."

"However, if you can pay three hundred quadrillion divine stones, I might offer you a single hint."

The two exchanged glances, their expressions filled with shock.

The Great Prince shook his head, chuckling faintly.

"Legends of the Nine Great Heavenly Books exist since the creation of the heavens. The mysteries they entail are naturally extraordinary." His laugh was light, utterly carefree.

"We are spirits taking form from the Heavenly Books, intrinsically bound to them. A higher price only further proves the value of whatever lies behind it."

"Buy it!"

The Great Prince stated firmly, decisively.

He wouldn’t let go of even the slimmest chance.

Boom!

He summoned his magic power, manifesting Great Dao Worlds around him. He possessed only five: no supreme, unified divine principles existed within them. These five worlds operated in a cycle, complementary and near-perfect.

Countless treasures resided within the myriad worlds. A dozen or more immortal plants shone among them.

Ye Xu clicked his tongue in admiration.

Only the sole inheritor of the Hongmeng Hall could match this.

The Great Prince’s wealth nearly rivaled that of a Great Celestial Lord.

Luo Qianchen’s eyes showed astonishment.

The Great Young Master’s Great Dao Worlds greatly differed from those of ordinary cultivators. They required one hundred and eight Great Dao Worlds as their foundation to cultivate to the Celestial Venerable realm, yet he possessed only five Great Dao Worlds.

"Five Innate Elements…"

Luo Qianchen murmured softly.

She could tell the Great Young Master’s five Great Dao Worlds had evolved from the Five Innate Elements Great Dao.

It resembled a perfect world cycle.

A moment later, many treasures floated in the air: sacred artifacts, immortal plants, divine items, a dazzling array of riches.

Solely through the Great Young Master’s efforts, a sum of thirty trillion divine stones was gathered.

"System, exchange."

At Ye Xu’s command, all the treasures vanished.

[Congratulations, Host, you have obtained thirty trillion Hongmeng points.]

Not one point more, not one point less.

"Query for the simplified version immediately."

Ding!

A soft chime sounded, and information appeared.

Two words.

Yin yang!

"Truly ridiculously simplified," Ye Xu inwardly cursed. Thirty trillion for just two words? That surpassed even the previous deal with the ancestral dragon.

"Yin yang,"

Ye Xu said lightly.

"Is that all?"

Luo Qianchen’s beautiful eyes focused intently, her face full of stunned disbelief.

"All."

"…"

The Great Young Master’s lips twitched uncontrollably. He inhaled deeply twice, calming his agitated heart, his mind racing to ponder the meaning of those two words.

"Yin yang… could it refer to the yin and yang realms?"

The Great Young Master said solemnly.

Ye Xu smiled. "Of all the information concerning these two words in this world, the most expensive one… surely you both have an inkling of what it is?"

This statement was, in effect, a veiled confirmation.

After all,

even the most supreme innate treasures carrying the Origin Dao of Yin Yang could never command such an absurd price.

Only the yin and yang realms fit the bill.

Legends of the yin realm existed since ancient times, yet we only knew the Taihuang Abyss, which is the current Dao Ancestor Mu of the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion," the Eldest Young Master laughed.

"Regardless, there are at least some solid hints now,"

Ye Xu’s eyes sparkled with a flicker of admiration.

His temperament was truly exceptional.

Consider this: when the ancestral dragon purchased sixteen characters last time, he raged furiously, unable to match the Eldest Young Master’s calm, peaceful state of mind.

Luo Qianchen also admired him immensely.

That the other eight young masters all revered the Eldest Young Master made perfect sense.

At the very least, his personal conduct, cultivation strength, and skill inspired the most confidence.

"To be honest, Master, I actually have a personal motive for this visit," the Eldest Young Master murmured after a brief pause, wearing a light smile on his lips.

Ye Xu smiled as he regarded him.

"People seek cultivation for varied goals—some for the Dao, others for immortality, others for emotion… Ultimately, it all boils down to desire."

His grin was like a soft wind on a spring day, bringing great comfort.

"Breaking these chains, stepping off the chessboard, achieving eternal life—that is my desire."

"I want to survive."

"Big brother…" Luo Qianchen’s eyes reddened, for their nine fates were deeply linked—sharing all their triumphs and losses—and she felt the weight of his words profoundly.

"I’ve heard the Dao Ancestor can traverse the past and glimpse major future trends; I once asked my master to observe my future, but the fog surrounding it is too thick."

The Eldest Young Master spoke to himself.

"So I ask, Master, if you could divine for me: amid that future, how likely is my survival?"

Ye Xu’s eyes darkened intently.

He wasn’t the first seeking to see the future, nor would he be the last.

Calmly, Ye Xu stated, "The past is a constant, but the future is always changing."

"Even if I revealed a future outcome to you, it would only be a fixed one."

"Alter it, and everything shifts."

His expression trembled slightly.

"A static future holds little value."

Ye Xu added, "What unfolds depends on your choices and efforts today."

As he spoke, Ye Xu felt a strange sense of familiarity.

In his previous existence, he seemed to have encountered such wisdom before.

"Never thought I’d give life lessons one day…"

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

The Eldest Young Master’s spirits lifted sharply.

Ye Xu grinned wryly, "If you mean to thank me, let’s seal more business ventures."

"Advancing to Dao Ancestor or Dao One? It’s easily within reach."

"You just need the funds."

Luo Qianchen giggled, adding on for him:

"Naturally,"

Ye Li chuckled.

"If the Master suggests it, I must consult with my master," the Eldest Young Master laughed, brushing away his worries. "Look out for some good news."

"We’ll take our leave now, Esteemed Senior."

Luo Qianchen waved farewell.

Watching them depart, Ye Xu sighed heavily.

One deal netted him a trillion in profit.

But advancing to Dao Ancestor required fifty billion trillions.

He didn’t know how long it’d take to amass the sum.

After exiting the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, the Eldest Young Master and Luo Qianchen walked along the street, immersed in the bustling sights of the Mortal World; he brightened visibly and grinned, "From birth, master took me as a disciple, but never gave me a true name."

"Now that I think on it, how can I embrace this Mortal World properly without one?"

And it wasn’t just him—the remaining seven young masters lacked names too.

Because they were divine books themselves.

In time, they would each inherit their book’s sacred title.

"Thinking of a name now, big brother?" Luo Qianchen’s eyes gleamed mischievously. "Shall I choose one for you?"

The Eldest Young Master didn’t respond.

Sniffing the smoky aura filling the city, he pondered seriously.

After a few breaths, he murmured softly, "Then let it be Qin Yi."