Chapter 21
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Chapter 21: All are Ants Beneath the Heavens
"Xian’er speaks wisely."
Mu Yunsheng’s eyes lit up, inwardly marveling at how clever and spirited Ye Xian’er was to have thought of such a thing.
If they could persuade Ye Xu to move to the Tianxin Sect, not only could they consult him anytime, but they would also gain a terrifyingly powerful backer. As long as they maintained good relations, would they still fear Ye Xu refusing to aid the Tianxin Sect?
Ye Xu smiled bitterly inwardly.
He truly wanted to travel; staying inside Heaven’s Secret Pavilion day after day had grown rather dull.
However, having revealed heaven’s secrets, he bore immeasurable divine retribution. Stepping out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion would only invite a lightning strike.
He was still too weak.
"I appreciate your kindness," Ye Xu replied lightly. "The universe is vast, yet no matter remains unknown to me. The world is immense, but I seek only refuge here."
"Worldly pleasures and splendid landscapes hold no meaning for me."
"Venerable Elder, your detachment and elegance humble us," Mu Yunsheng sighed, then said to Li Yuanzhu and the others, "We should not disturb the Venerable any longer. Let us return to the Sect."
"If the Venerable does not leave, neither shall I. I wish to remain at Heaven’s Secret Pavilion," Ye Xian’er declared.
"Very well," Mu Yunsheng shook his head. "That the Venerable permits you to stay is a mark of your fortunes. Xian’er, you must restrain your playful nature, avoid temper tantrums, and focus diligently on your cultivation."
"Xian’er understands."
"Venerable, this junior will return to pay his respects another day," Mu Yunsheng bowed deeply and almost to the ground. The group then departed Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.
"What a pity," Ye Xian’er remarked with a voice as worldly as her master’s. "I wished to properly ask the Venerable to guide the Master, but it seems that hope is lost."
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Ye Xu’s mind filled with question marks. When he discerned Ye Xian’er’s inner thoughts, he was caught between laughter and tears.
This little girl actually wanted to matchmake him with Qi Qingsi?
Ye Xu was utterly speechless.
"Focus on your cultivation!" Ye Xu said sternly, his face hardening.
"Oh."
Ye Xian’er lowered her head, not daring to meet Ye Xu’s gaze. As clever as she was, she surely knew her little scheme had been seen through by Ye Xu.
She pursed her lips, stuck out her tongue slightly, then disappeared into a quiet chamber to sit cross-legged and cultivate.
"With so many heavenly secrets points, how far can I advance in my cultivation?"
Ye Xu pondered.
He now possessed 16,400 heavenly secrets points. Back then, just a hundred points had propelled him to the Peak of the True Spirit realm. With this many, he could likely ascend to godhood in one leap.
And how long had it taken?
Of course, that was merely an ideal fantasy. After all, he only possessed techniques for the Divine Spring Realm.
"System, how many heavenly secrets points are needed to cultivate to the peak of the Divine Spring Realm?" Ye Xu asked.
"Four hundred points."
"Breakthrough!"
As soon as Ye Xu gave the command, a massive surge of power materialized within his body. The Creation Heart Sutra began circulating swiftly, transforming his dantian into an ocean of spiritual energy. Streams of magical power surged from his dantian, flowing through his limbs and bones.
It was like a Divine Spring washing away impurities, cleansing his physical form.
Reaching the Divine Spring Realm required plundering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form a bridge connecting the Purple Palace to the dantian. Magical power cycled endlessly like spring water, nourishing the body.
Upon achieving the peak of the Divine Spring Realm, magical power flowed continuously and perpetually. It circulated ceaselessly between the Purple Palace and dantian, preserving the innate physique.
Converting four hundred heavenly secrets points generated an enormous amount of spiritual energy. Ye Xu spent a whole day and night absorbing it before finally advancing to the peak of the Divine Spring Realm.
Breaking through an entire major realm in just days without undergoing conventional cultivation felt incredibly exhilarating.
"I need to devise a plan for these sixteen thousand heavenly secrets points to earn even more," Ye Xu pondered.
Money made money; only then could one gain greater wealth.
…
Xuanfu Palace.
The Master of Xuanfu Palace remained silent after hearing the reports from two Divine God realm experts.
"Palace Master, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion has emerged only recently," spoke one aged Divine God solemnly. "Yet within days, it drew visits from Tianxin Sect’s elder, middle-aged, and younger generations, as well as Ning Wudao, Saint Son of the Celestial Demon Hall. This place must hold extraordinary significance."
"Moreover, its master guided Qin Haishan and Qi Qingsi to ascend to divinity in the very same location and even unraveled the Great Five Elements Sword Formation. Such feats must involve predicting the heavens."
"That talent—if we don’t act swiftly and the Red Dust Demon Sect seizes the initiative—could spell disaster."
Hearing this, the Palace Master finally lifted her gaze.
"Han Dongliu," she called.
"Your subordinate is here."
An early-stage Divine God realm elder stepped forward—the same one who had accompanied her to Kunlun Valley.
"Take my decree to Linglong City. Invite the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion to Xuanfu Palace as our guest." She flicked her wrist, sending a golden streak of light into Han Dongliu’s hand.
It was a golden token. On its surface lay a celestial palace; its reverse was woven with Dao patterns concealing heaven’s mysteries.
Xuanfu Order.
Both a treasure and the embodiment of the Palace Master’s will.
"But… what if he declines?" Han Dongliu hesitated before voicing his concern.
"The Southern Wilderness remains under Xuanfu Palace’s dominion," the Palace Master stated coldly.
"This subordinate understands."
Clutching the Xuanfu Order, Han Dongliu transformed into a streak of light and sped toward Linglong City.
The aged Divine God’s expression darkened, a flicker of resentment flaring in his eyes.
He had investigated Heaven’s Secret Pavilion first, yet Han Dongliu ultimately snatched the credit.
"Elder Tianfeng, you may withdraw first."
"Yes."
After Luo Tianfeng retreated from the Mystic Talisman Hall, the Master of Xuanfu Palace’s gaze turned sharp.
"It’s been a long time since someone this interesting emerged in the Southern Wilderness… predicting the heavens… hehe…"
Her eyes grew profound. "If this proves true, my ascension to sainthood may not be far off."
…
Whoosh!
Xuanfu Palace ranked first among the ten great powers of the Southern Wilderness, dominating its central region. The distance to Linglong City spanned just over ninety thousand li.
Flying nonstop, Han Dongliu finally reached Linglong City by dusk.
"Hmm?"
He stared down at the city in astonishment, recognizing an eerily familiar formation below.
"Isn’t this the Great Five Elements Sword Formation?" he uttered in shock.
"It seems the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is indeed connected to the Kunlun Sect ruins."
The Great Five Elements Sword Formation had once been the Kunlun Sect’s ultimate protective killing array.
"Pity, it’s but a hollow imitation."
Han Dongliu sneered. The true Kunlun formation relied on five divine weapons as its core—only with those could it unleash full power. The City Lord of Linglong had merely copied the surface form. Though established, it lacked a true core, its strength barely matching an early-stage Divine God realm expert.
To the City Lord, this was a monumental achievement. Yet to Han Dongliu, born of Xuanfu Palace, it was nothing but a clumsy imitation.
"Flight ban?"
His eyes flicked contemptuously over the decree posted on the city walls. "A paltry Linglong City dares set rules across the Southern Wilderness?"
Though the ban didn’t target Divine Gods, Han Dongliu still bristled. If Xuanfu Palace disciples came here someday, would they too bow to Linglong’s whims? Since when did a place like this deserve such authority?
He would personally rewrite this rule—teach Linglong City a lesson. Not just anyone could impose laws in the Southern Wilderness. And for him, it was effortless.
Magic power surged through him, shattering the flight ban decree. In a flash, he breached Linglong City’s defenses.
Boom!
Divine patterns instantly blazed across the sky. Five pillars of light erupted from all directions—east, west, south, north, center—as boundless spiritual energy gathered, coalescing into five towering sword shapes.
The Great Five Elements Sword Formation activated.
"How dare you!"
A city guard bellowed from below, "Audacious criminal! Defying the City Lord’s decree? Descend at once and face judgment!"
"Amusing," Han Dongliu replied with a chilling half-smile. "An insignificant ant dares shout at me?"
A terrifying aura emanated from his body. The air itself turned bone-white, crystallizing into creeping layers of ice.
Frost expanded violently, freezing everything within a thousand miles. Within breaths, half of Linglong City lay encased. Citizens trembled uncontrollably; some succumbed instantly, frozen corpses collapsing where they stood.
Beneath the Divine God realm? Insignificant ants.
And ants, by literal definition…
To him, these Linglong citizens weren’t truly people. At least, in the eyes of a god towering above mortals, they were nothing but weeds upon the earth.
