Chapter 41
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Chapter 41: Sell the Wok and Iron, Still Become a Saint
"The person who just left seemed to be the Myriad Phenomena Saint and Ye Hongchen?"
The white-haired Ancestor of Tianxin Sect stirred slightly.
"It was indeed them."
The white-haired old woman nodded.
Mu Yunsheng said, "Most Honored Ancestors, they’ve likely met the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. We shouldn’t delay—let us hurry to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion too."
The four promptly entered Linglong City.
"I, your humble junior Fu Tianxing, pay my respects to the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."
The white-haired Ancestor spoke with utmost reverence, bearing no resemblance to an age-old monster who’d lived millennia. Instead, he resembled a dutiful junior, respectful and deferential.
"Fu Tianxing?"
Linglong City’s Chief Zhao Cheng and the City Lord were walking toward Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.
Hearing the name "Fu Tianxing," both instantly furrowed their brows.
"Why does that name sound so familiar?" Zhao Cheng pondered.
"It’s the Ancestor of Tianxin Sect."
Awe flashed in the City Lord’s eyes. "To think this venerable forebear has emerged from seclusion… and personally comes to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion seeking an audience."
"My Lord… had you forgotten Yang Xuanzhan and Ye Hongchen?" Zhao Cheng muttered under his breath.
The City Lord certainly hadn’t forgotten.
Days ago, Yang Xuanzhan and Ye Hongchen came together, leaving him deeply uneasy.
Especially Yang Xuanzhan—as Master of Xuanfu Palace who’d earlier sent troublemakers to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, the City Lord feared an eruption of conflict.
Yet peace prevailed.
It proved the master was a genuinely transcendent recluse.
Their own journey to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was likewise prompted by Ye Xu’s summons.
"I, the humble City Lord of Linglong, greet these honored Seniors." Approaching the four, he bowed deeply.
Fu Tianxing smiled faintly.
"Great-Grandmaster! Great-Granduncle! You’ve finally returned!" Ye Xian’er clearly treated Heaven’s Secret Pavilion as her second home, rushing out to greet them the moment voices sounded.
"Yunsheng… is she also a disciple of our Tianxin Sect?" Fu Tianxing studied Ye Xian’er, his expression revealing astonishment.
"Already at the early stage of Dharma Image realm at such a young age? A blessing indeed for Tianxin Sect."
Mu Yunsheng sighed: "Most Honored Ancestor, this girl was merely at the Peak of True Spirit realm just a month ago… yet a month later, she’d already reached the early Dharma Image."
"Ultimately… it’s because she spent this whole month residing within Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."
Fu Tianxing and the white-haired Matriarch exchanged a look, visibly shaken.
This master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion truly possessed extraordinary abilities.
"Xian’er! Come quickly and pay respects to your Most Honored Ancestor," Mu Yunsheng urged.
"Ancestor?"
Ye Xian’er blinked. She had never met Fu Tianxing or the white-haired old woman, but she obediently bowed.
"Young girl, since this is our first meeting, take this jade hairpin as a greeting gift." The white-haired old woman gently stroked Ye Xian’er’s glossy hair before handing her an azure jade hairpin.
Fu Tianxing then produced a bronze mirror and said, "Child, since that Senior has agreed to shelter you here, do not disappoint their kindness."
"Work hard in your cultivation. In the future, strive to bring honor to the Tianxin Sect."
"Xian’er understands."
Clutching two second-tier divine weapons, Ye Xian’er was excited and nearly bouncing on her feet as she welcomed the group into Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.
Ye Xu was sitting and sipping tea.
Noticing the Tianxin Sect members enter, he remained seated leisurely in his armchair instead of rising. He had already discerned the origins of these two visitors.
Merely becoming saints. Nothing extraordinary.
"City Lord of Linglong, please sit and wait for a moment," Ye Xu said with a smile.
"Senior needn’t mind me. This junior will wait," the City Lord of Linglong replied swiftly, flustered and even panicked that Ye Xu spoke to him first, ignoring Fu Tianxing and his companion.
"Senior, you must already know why my companion and I have come?" Fu Tianxing inquired.
"Naturally."
Ye Xu nodded. "These past few days, many have visited me wanting to purchase information to become saints."
Fu Tianxing’s expression dimmed. "Then… does Senior still possess such opportunities?"
"In this vast Yuan Realm, opportunities to become saints are beyond counting. How many do you desire?"
"Ahem…"
Mu Yunsheng seized the moment, clearing his throat awkwardly. "Senior, you once mentioned that the Tianxin Sect receives a twenty percent discount when purchasing information…"
"I remember," Ye Xu replied with mild exasperation. The remark made it seem as though he were scheming to cheat them.
"In that case, we shall take two."
Fu Tianxing glanced at his elderly companion. "Senior, is there a place where two such opportunities to become saints coexist?"
"Let me check."
Ye Xu commanded internally: "System, check."
【Tomb of Panwu the Great Sage: Requires 40,000 heavenly secrets points.】
【Located in Godfall Ridge: Complex and sinister terrain…】
The System provided fragmented, cryptic information.
"Godfall Ridge again?" Ye Xu frowned. Even he only knew Godfall Ridge as an exceptionally perilous place, utterly ignorant of further details. Moreover, a Tomb of the Great Sage costing merely 40,000 heavenly secrets points… seemed highly peculiar.
"There is indeed one, but it is at Godfall Ridge," Ye Xu said.
"Godfall Ridge?"
When these words were spoken, Fu Tianxing and the white-haired old woman trembled all over, and Mu Yunsheng and Mu Chenfeng also had their pupils contract sharply, filled with terror.
Ye Xian’er was completely puzzled.
She recalled that Elder Huang and Ao Lie, upon hearing about Godfall Ridge, were also extremely terrified.
What kind of place was this?
"Senior, is there only this one?" Fu Tianxing asked with a bitter smile.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but he didn’t dare to go.
Godfall Ridge was too dangerous; almost none of the cultivators who entered ever came out alive.
Currently, the only known person who left Godfall Ridge alive was the Myriad Phenomena Saint.
"Within the Southern Wilderness, there is only this one," Ye Xu said lightly. "If you don’t dare to go, I can inquire again within the Eastern Region or the Western Region; perhaps there are other opportunities."
"Senior, how much treasure is needed for this opportunity?"
The white-haired old woman, who had been silent all along, opened her mouth and asked.
Ye Xu smiled and said, "It requires five sacred artifacts."
"Five sacred artifacts?"
Fu Tianxing and the white-haired old woman exchanged looks.
For the Tianxin Sect, five sacred artifacts were almost all of the sect’s accumulation.
"This is already at an eighty percent discount for you," Ye Xu said with a smile.
Five sacred artifacts, when converted, amounted to about fifty thousand heavenly secrets points.
If it were for the Red Dust Demon Sect or Xuanfu Palace, Ye Xu would definitely charge more.
But the Tianxin Sect was too poor; there wasn’t much profit to be squeezed out.
"Ancestor, Senior is indeed very fair; the Myriad Phenomena Saint of the Red Dust Demon Sect just spent five sacred artifacts, and that included a Saint King’s weapon," Ye Xian’er said.
She and Ye Xu had an agreement beforehand, so she didn’t reveal specific details.
Fu Tianxing trembled all over.
"I can reveal a piece of information to you."
Ye Xu smiled mysteriously and said, "It is the tomb of a great sage…"
Hiss!
The words "great sage" stirred everyone’s thoughts.
The strongest cultivator beneath the quasi-emperor.
For the tomb of a great sage, only five sacred artifacts were needed to get the specific information, which was absolutely worth beyond the price.
"Old partner, if within two hundred years no saint is born in the Tianxin Sect, the sect will face the extermination disaster," Fu Tianxing took a deep breath. "So, even if we have to sell the pots and pans, we must become saints."
"We’ve been dormant for far too long, almost losing their fervor."
Fu Tianxing’s gaze turned solemn. "A cultivator’s journey pits them against heaven and humanity alike, forever walking the edge between life and death. How could one aspire to sainthood without paying a price?"
"I’ve determined to enter Godfall Ridge."
"I shall accompany you." The white-haired old woman grasped Fu Tianxing’s hand tightly. Interlocking their fingers, their gazes held unwavering resolve.
"Honored Senior, this represents our entire life savings; will you please see if it suffices?"
Fu Tianxing gathered everything he had accumulated over his lifetime into a Qian Kun Ring and presented it to Ye Xu.
There were only three sacred artifacts.
The bulk consisted of divine herbs, divine elixirs, and an immense quantity of Precious Materials for refining treasures, along with various techniques and divine abilities.
They had indeed liquidated every last possession.
"System, how many heavenly secrets points can these convert into?"
[Forty-nine thousand heavenly secrets points.]
"Retain two sacred artifacts; convert all the rest."
[Congratulations, Host. You have acquired twenty-eight thousand heavenly secrets points.]
Ye Xu’s expression dimmed.
Even after the elderly couple sold every last possession, they had barely scraped together less than fifty thousand heavenly secrets points.
With a thought, Ye Xu directed a golden bronze mace to Fu Tianxing’s hand and a paintbrush to fly back into the white-haired old woman’s grasp.
"Consider these two sacred artifacts a loan from me. You must return them upon your return from the Tomb of the Great Sage," Ye Xu stated with a faint smile.
For a moment, the elderly couple froze, though the intention behind Ye Xu’s gesture struck them instantly. He feared they wouldn’t be able to unleash their full strength without sacred artifacts at hand.
"Old man… thank you, Honored Senior."
Fu Tianxing knelt to the ground, his voice choked nearly to silence.
"Repayment isn’t required. I did this to ask a favor of your Tianxin Sect," Ye Xu clarified.
"Senior’s command is ours to fulfill. This old man will exert all possible effort in whatever lies within my power."
"A trifling matter; Mu Yunsheng and the others can handle it."
"What are you all still looking at?"
Ye Xu’s eyes fixed on Mu Yunsheng. "Haven’t you hurried yet to assist your Ancestors?"
"Oh…"
Mu Yunsheng snapped back to attention. He and Mu Chenfeng moved quickly to help the two elders stand.
"System, inquire about the specific details of the Tomb of Panwu the Great Sage."
Ding!
Forty thousand heavenly secrets points were deducted.
Information flooded Ye Xu’s sea of consciousness.
Ye Xu instantly understood everything.
"So it’s the outer chamber," Ye Xu murmured. "No wonder it only costs forty thousand heavenly secrets points."
He looked at the two elderly people and slowly explained.
"Two Daoist friends," he said, "this great sage is called Panwu the Great Sage. He perished at Godfall Ridge. I will give you a map to safely reach Godfall Ridge."
"However," he continued, "the array mechanisms and traps in the tomb of Panwu the Great Sage test your Dao heart. You need to handle them yourselves."
"This…" Fu Tianxing’s and the old woman with white hair’s expressions grew heavy.
A tomb burying a great sage inevitably held layers of deadly arrays. Even saints or Saint Kings could face obliteration, let alone two semi-saints like them.
The two of them thought Ye Xu would offer a solution, but Ye Xu had nothing.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to provide one; rather, he couldn’t.
Because the restriction arrays in the outer chamber resembled those in the Tomb of the God King in nature, as both mostly tested the Dao heart. Not even the system could find a way around them.
"Do not worry," Ye Xu said with a smile.
"The Tomb of Panwu the Great Sage is divided into inner and outer chambers. The opportunity to become a saint that you seek lies in the outer chamber, and there are exactly nine such opportunities."
"If you move cautiously and carefully, your chances of becoming a saint are very high."
"Remember, avoid giving in to greed."
Ye Xu recorded the detailed information on a jade slip and handed it to the two elders.
The two elders’ expressions softened slightly.
They sought only the opportunity to become a saint, not daring to covet the inheritance from the inner chamber of Panwu the Great Sage.
"Ancestors, take care," Mu Yunsheng said with tears in his eyes.
Ye Xian’er and Mu Chenfeng also looked grave.
Godfall Ridge was the most terrifying forbidden area in the Southern Wilderness. For the two elders, this journey might well be their final farewell.
"Do not worry for us," Fu Tianxing laughed with a relieved expression. "Stay here properly and follow the senior’s arrangements."
"If you see the emblem of Tian Xin Sect appear over Godfall Ridge, that means we have succeeded."
"Old partner, let’s go," he said. The two elders flew off into the sky.
"City Lord of Linglong, Mu Yunsheng, you two come over here," Ye Xu beckoned with a cheerful smile.
