Chapter 43
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Chapter 43: Me, with the Bearing of a Heavenly Emperor
"This place was mysterious."
The gray-robed old man had gloomy eyes and an eerie aura; his entire body emitted a deathly air, seeming like an old man near death.
But this deathly aura was not mere decay—it was a corpse aura.
He came from the Heavenly Corpse Dao, cultivated corpses as part of his practice, and associated with zombies all year long, so his face was withered and skinny as a stick, creating a creepy effect.
"The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is rumored to be the mastermind behind the emergence from Kunlun Valley and the Cave of the Ziwei Saint. Ye Hongchen’s becoming a saint relied entirely on the master’s information," another semi-saint chimed in. "Naturally, the dwelling place of such a formidable figure would be extraordinary."
"Less idle chat—let’s go in."
One semi-saint rushed impatiently, stepping into Heaven’s Secret Pavilion first.
Ye Xu wore blue robes, with handsome features, his eyes shining brilliantly like stars.
He gazed at the nine individuals with differing appearances and said with a smile, "Dear friends, please take your seats."
As his voice faded away, nine stools appeared behind them.
"Senior, are you the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"
The nine did not underestimate Ye Xu just because he was a young man.
Having cultivated to their level, they naturally understood that true formidable figures possessed the ability to preserve perpetual youth.
Like Ye Hongchen, who cultivated the Red Dust Tribulation Sutra and resembled a young boy.
"It is I."
Ye Xu replied gently, "Dear friends, I assume you share the same goal as Daoist friend Fu?"
Daoist friend Fu?
They exchanged glances and comprehended at once.
The so-called Daoist friend Fu referred to Fu Tianxing.
From their inquiries, the Tianxin Sect was the first to contact Heaven’s Secret Pavilion—Fu Tianxing and the other, emerging from seclusion after resolving matters at the Cave of the Ziwei Saint, went straight to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, which was completely logical.
They were only a step behind.
"Senior, this junior wishes to purchase an opportunity to become a saint. Does senior still possess one?" The gray-robed old man from the Heavenly Corpse Dao couldn’t restrain himself and spoke first.
"Five sacred artifacts." Ye Xu extended five fingers.
Tsk!
Hearing the quotation, the nine all inhaled sharply with shock.
This was too expensive.
Ye Xu said with a laugh, "Ye Hongchen also paid five sacred artifacts for a piece of information. Naturally, I couldn’t favor one over the other."
"However, given your sincerity, I can give you two choices, dear friends."
"Senior, please speak frankly."
Seeing a turn for the better, the nine semi-saints perked up.
"The first choice is naturally to pay five sacred artifacts."
"The second choice."
Ye Xu paused, then said, "Since nine Daoist friends are buying together, I could offer thirty percent off."
Ye Xian’er rolled her eyes.
Based on her recent understanding of Ye Xu, she felt he was setting a trap.
Why would a money-grubber willingly lower prices?
The gray-robed old man frowned. "If we buy together, does that mean each of us obtains one opportunity to become a saint?"
"I need to clarify."
Ye Xu replied, "I provide information, not opportunities.
However, the place I guide you to indeed holds opportunities to become a saint.
Naturally, whether you succeed depends on your capabilities."
Old Ghost Fei from the Qi Xian Sect proved himself a sharp-witted person. Spotting something amiss, he solemnly said, "Esteemed Senior, such a deep discount likely isn’t just for bulk buying, is it?"
Ye Xu rubbed his temples in frustration.
These old fellows lived for millennia, each shrewd as a fox.
Still, he never intended to hide it.
Ye Xu explained, "This treasure land holds nine opportunities to become a saint. But since Fu Tianxing and his companion already left, only seven remain.
Likely, only seven of you will achieve sainthood. Possibly fewer."
The ten overlords of the Southern Wilderness competed fiercely.
If killing one semi-saint could weaken a rival, several among these nine might seize the chance.
Their alliance to purchase the information was merely temporary.
The moment they entered the Tomb of Panwu the Great Sage, betrayal became possible.
The nine fell into deep thought.
"I agree," Old Ghost Fei declared first.
"I agree as well," the gray-robed old man from the Heavenly Corpse Dao concurred.
The remaining seven pondered briefly, then agreed one after another.
Among these nine semi-saints, some had companions like Fu Tianxing. The weakest were Old Ghost Fei, the Heavenly Corpse Dao semi-saint, and the Dan Ding Sect semi-saint.
These three also showed signs of forming an alliance.
"Since no one objects, settle your accounts," Ye Xu smiled, inwardly jubilant.
All nine semi-saints began presenting their stored treasures.
Within one quarter-hour, Ye Xu acquired twenty-six sacred artifacts, dozens of divine weapons, plus countless precious materials—chaos divine herbs, Holy tier resources—all valuable treasures.
Even Ye Xian’er drooled with envy.
"Exchange."
"Congratulations, Host! You have gained three hundred sixty thousand heavenly secrets points."
This time, he truly struck it rich.
A Tomb of the Great Sage, merely its outer chamber, had brought him nearly four hundred thousand in heavenly secrets points as income.
Ye Xu was overjoyed.
The nine people wore expressions of deep pain; they had given seventy percent of their lifelong savings to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.
"This is a tomb of the great sage, located at Godfall Ridge."
As could be expected.
When "Godfall Ridge" was mentioned, the nine people trembled in fear, and sweat broke out on each of their foreheads.
"Don’t be afraid."
Ye Xu smiled and said, "I will give you the route to the tomb of the great sage. As long as you follow that route, nothing bad will happen."
"Wait."
Old Ghost Fei’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Senior, did you say just now that it’s a tomb of the great sage?"
At these words, the eyes of the eight semi-saints glowed with a red light.
In the Southern Wilderness, for over a hundred thousand years, a Saint King had not been born, let alone a great sage?
This was the highest tier of strength, below a quasi-emperor.
The place they were heading to was actually a tomb of the great sage?
"Put away your petty scheming."
Ye Xu said coldly, "This tomb of the great sage is divided into an inner chamber and an outer chamber. What you need is in the outer chamber."
"Of course, if you’re not satisfied with that and wish to enter the inner chamber to explore the tomb of the great sage, then you’re on your own."
"We will surely engrave Senior’s lesson in our hearts."
Old Ghost Fei said solemnly.
"You may set out now." Said Ye Xu.
"Thank you for the guidance, Senior."
The nine people bowed to Ye Xu together.
Then, they departed one after the other.
"Senior, if they encounter the Ancestor, will the Ancestor be in danger?" Ye Xian’er worriedly said.
"I’d assumed you were heartless and wouldn’t think to ask." Ye Xu looked at her.
Ye Xian’er was deeply concerned.
Just now, with the semi-saints from various sects present, she hadn’t been able to inquire.
"Rest assured."
Ye Xu said, "Both of them are semi-saints, after all, that’s much stronger than one lone individual."
"If they had the ability, they might achieve Sainthood ahead of others."
Ye Xian’er felt slightly reassured.
"System, purchase the Creation Heart Sutra heart technique for below the divine realm for me."
Ding!
[Congratulations, Host! You’ve spent 5,500 heavenly secrets points to purchase the Dharma Image stage, Dao Palace stage, and Divine Catastrophe stage heart techniques.]
Instantly, three volumes of heart technique manifested within Ye Xu’s mind.
"How many heavenly secrets points are needed to advance to the Divine Catastrophe stage?" Ye Xu inquired again.
[Ten thousand heavenly secrets points.]
Ten thousand heavenly secrets points wasn’t expensive at all.
He now possessed far too many heavenly secrets points; elevating him directly to the Saint level would be effortless.
Who could have imagined he’d amass so many in just a month?
"I feel I should soon rank first on the Myriad Realms Talents List."
"I, Ye Xu, possess the bearing of a Heavenly Emperor!"
Ye Xu chuckled darkly.
[Host, upgrade cultivation immediately?]
"Upgrade immediately."
Boom!
Suddenly, immensely vast spiritual energy surged forth inexplicably within Ye Xu’s body.
A forty-nine zhang, nine chi, nine cun True Spirit opened its eyes. The Divine Spring connected his Purple Palace and dantian as his vital energy circulated through the grand celestial cycle.
Almost instantaneously, Ye Xu broke through into the Dharma Image stage.
His True Spirit transformed and grew ceaselessly.
At the Dharma Image stage, the True Spirit metamorphosed into a primordial spirit, enabling the Heavenly laws manifesting earth technique.
Nourished by the spiritual energy, Ye Xu’s True Spirit frantically grew, gaining one cun in height with each breath. Within half an incense stick’s time, it reached ninety-nine zhang, nine chi, nine cun—the absolute limit of the Dharma Image stage.
Ye Xu felt as though he commanded the power of heaven and earth.
With but a thought, he could dominate all.
He had cultivated to the pinnacle of the Dharma Image stage.
The Heavenly laws manifesting earth technique drew power from the cosmos.
Since ancient times, cultivators reaching this stage were as rare as phoenix feathers. All others endured arduous, bone-deep cultivation to attain it.
But Ye Xu achieved it effortlessly.
His spirit soared with contentment.
Yet his breakthrough continued unfaltering.
But his magic power filled the dantian as the Creation Heart Sutra operated. The first Dao Palace began to take shape—vivid as a sacred temple, like a blessed paradise.
Numerous Symbols imprinted themselves upon it, containing infinite Dao mysteries.
Heaven’s Secret Pavilion also resonated in harmony.
The ethereal sound of the Dao echoed in Ye Xian’er’s heart.
Ye Xian’er entered enlightenment again.
Sitting in lotus position, her cultivation techniques circulated spontaneously. Her magic power became rounded and fluid as water, naturally advancing her to the mid-stage of the Dharma Image stage.
Anyone witnessing this would have been consumed by envy and admiration.
No wonder Fu Tianxing and others had repeatedly cautioned Ye Xian’er.
Truly, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion held Ye Xian’er’s fortunes.
Cultivators practicing the Dao Palace stage had to pour all their lifetime’s accumulation and insights into forging Dao Palaces, striving to create up to Nine Dao Palaces.
Nine, as the ultimate number, represented the zenith of the Dao Palace stage.
Forging Dao Palaces was destined to be an immensely prolonged endeavor.
Even Ye Xu could not avoid this arduous path.
Indeed, his progress might be even slower.
For he sought not only to forge Nine Dao Palaces within his Purple Palace but to immediately refine a Celestial Court as well—only by accomplishing this could Ye Xu establish Dao Palaces embodying diverse attributes.
Bear in mind: the Creation Heart Sutra embraced the myriad of all possible Dao.
Upon the Celestial Court’s completion, immortal spirit energy would be born, shattering void barriers to draw immortal essence from the boundless void, enabling limitless growth.
This foundation was of paramount importance, crucial to Ye Xu’s journey toward becoming the Heavenly Emperor.
A grand sound of the Dao reverberated within the Purple Palace. A Chaotic Sea erupted within, violet qi swirling across eight-hundred li while Symbols churned through the roiling chaos like sea spray.
After an unknowable span of time had passed.
The Symbols absorbed the violet qi and devoured chaotic energies, coalescing into the hazy outline of a Dao Palace.
More violet qi surged into this nascent structure, rendering it ever clearer.
The Chaos Dao Palace!
Forged upon chaotic breath, this Dao Palace held the might of primal chaos and awesome power.
Still, cultivation pressed on unceasingly.
A second Dao Palace commenced its formation.
Ye Xu, too, became immersed in deep cultivation. He contemplated the essence of the Creation Heart Sutra, participating actively in the practice—experiencing the nuances of every stage and the distinctions each Dao Palace manifested.
