Chapter 73
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Chapter 73: Free-Riding System
“Esteemed senior, we never intended that!”
As Ye Xu flared with anger, the atmosphere in Heaven’s Secret Pavilion instantly froze. The saints all looked as if facing an abyss, their faces pale with fear.
Saint Ziyang had set a chilling precedent. Although Ye Xu hadn’t struck personally, none believed a minor figure like Saint Ziyang could challenge the famed master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion!
None wished to be next.
“Then what exactly do you mean?” Ye Xu’s voice turned icy cold.
“Since Yang Xuanzhan serves you, esteemed senior, we naturally harbor no other thoughts,” Old Ghost Fei replied after several breaths of thought. “However, should Yang Xuanzhan someday seek revenge against us, what stance would you take?”
This concern weighed on everyone’s minds. After all, Yang Xuanzhan was Ye Xu’s servant. If Ye Xu chose to back his vendetta, they’d likely face certain doom.
Ye Xu replied lightly, “Within Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, Yang Xuanzhan enjoys my protection.”
“But should he dare cause trouble outside these walls, deal with him as you see fit.”
His answer eased their anxieties.
Yang Xuanzhan’s gaze flickered faintly.
These words meant he couldn’t hide behind Ye Xu’s authority.
Still, all he sought now was survival. As for vengeance… Yang Xuanzhan laughed bitterly to himself—how could he even dream of revenge without reaching sainthood?
“With your assurance, esteemed senior, we’ll rest easy.” The Dan Ding Sect Saint exhaled deeply in relief. “Then we shan’t disturb you further. I’ll take my leave.”
“I bid farewell as well.”
Demon Sage Fire Phoenix’s skirts swayed as she stepped out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.
Fu Tianxing and his wife, the couple from the He Huan Sect, Old Ghost Fei, and others filed out one after another.
Now that Xuanfu Palace had fallen, Qing Ling Sect, Heavenly Corpse Dao, and Wu Ji Sect stood leaderless—ripe territories waiting to be carved up.
The Red Dust Demon Sect had openly declared neutrality, refusing to partake in the division.
These four territories would be solely theirs to claim.
Henceforth, the ten great powers of the Southern Wilderness would shrink to but six.
“Qi Ruyu, does this opportunity not tempt you?” Ye Xu stared at her.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint shook her head.
“When the day of the transformation arrives, the Yuan Realm will turn upside down,” she remarked slowly. “With their strength alone, they’ll never hold onto these gains.”
Clearly, Ji Zhe had disclosed the impending great change approaching at midnight, 128 days from now.
Besides, territorial dominance over the four sects mattered little to her anyway. The Red Dust Demon Sect already reigned supreme across the Southern Wilderness. Expanded land meant nothing.
“Esteemed senior,” the Myriad Phenomena Saint turned her fiery gaze toward Ye Xu. “This junior wishes to know her master’s whereabouts.”
"You’re heading to the Sea of All Realms right now?" Ye Xu smiled faintly yet ambiguously, his knowing gaze making Myriad Phenomena Saint tremble inwardly.
"Master, are you going to search for our Founder?" Ye Hongchen deduced Myriad Phenomena Saint’s intention.
Myriad Phenomena Saint nodded.
With Lu Fengming dead, Ye Hongchen’s Heavenly Dao vow concluded, marking the moment he would depart for the Sea of All Realms.
He couldn’t wait a moment longer.
"Please, venerable one, divine whether my master’s location has changed. I’ll pay any cost required." Myriad Phenomena Saint stated.
Ye Hongchen muttered, "Just how many treasures has master been carrying all these years?"
After all, last time for information, Myriad Phenomena Saint paid five sacred artifacts and one saint king divine weapon in one go – wealth equivalent to the foundation of a Southern Wilderness powerhouse.
Another inquiry would likely cost no less than that.
"System, is Lin Qianmo still on Evil Dragon Island?" Ye Xu thought silently.
His last query confirmed Lin Qianmo was on Evil Dragon Island.
But nobody knew if she had left during the past month.
Ding!
[Lin Qianmo is currently on Evil Dragon Island.]
[This is a duplicate query; no additional fee will be charged.]
"Oh…"
Ye Xu was inwardly astonished. Was this damn system actually changing?
Ahem…
Ye Xu cleared his throat lightly. The system might change, but he wouldn’t.
"Do you have a result?" Myriad Phenomena Saint asked hopefully.
"Considering your filial piety, I’ll offer a fifty percent discount this time." Ye Xu declared.
"My deepest gratitude, Venerable One."
Myriad Phenomena Saint instantly retrieved a saint king divine weapon – a string of prayer beads radiating vibrant spirituality, forged from eighteen Saint King relics.
"Exchange it."
[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained 70,000 heavenly secrets points.]
Receiving seventy thousand heavenly secrets points, Ye Xu felt thoroughly satisfied.
After all, this was pure profit.
"Lin Qianmo is still on Evil Dragon Island."
"……"
Myriad Phenomena Saint and Ye Hongchen exchanged a glance, both sensing they’d been duped.
"What kind of look is that?"
Ye Xu retorted, displeased. "She’s not a stone statue. She can’t remain frozen in one spot indefinitely. She might very well be on Evil Dragon Island now, but the very next second, she could be somewhere else entirely."
"Younger generation had no other intentions. Senior, please don’t misunderstand," Myriad Phenomena Saint hastily explained.
Ye Hongchen’s expression turned peculiar. Ye Xu’s reaction seemed excessively strong.
As if masking nervousness, Ye Xu subconsciously lifted his teacup. "The Sea of All Realms is vast and boundless. Do you know where Evil Dragon Island lies?"
Myriad Phenomena Saint froze; he truly didn’t know.
"Sigh."
Ye Xu sighed. "Qi Ruyu, I fully understand your emotions, but you shouldn’t act so rashly, should you?"
"Senior’s reprimand is justified."
"This jade slip records the spatial coordinates of Evil Dragon Island. Follow the map to its endpoint, and you’ll reach the island. Consider it an additional gift from me."
His voice echoed through Heaven’s Secret Pavilion as a jade slip materialized in Myriad Phenomena Saint’s palm.
"This kindness from Senior, this junior will never forget."
Myriad Phenomena Saint kowtowed tearfully, overwhelmed with gratitude.
"I hope you return safely."
Ye Xu paused, then added, "If the opportunity arises, I’d like to meet your master too, to see this remarkable woman who created the Red Dust Tribulation Sutra."
Both Myriad Phenomena Saint and Ye Hongchen were inwardly shocked.
The senior held their master in such high esteem?
"This junior will surely fulfill Senior’s expectations," Myriad Phenomena Saint declared resolutely.
"Go now."
Ye Xu’s gaze was profound.
To the two of them, it seemed layered with meaning. Only Ye Xu himself knew Lin Qianmo represented a major client—mysterious in origin, undoubtedly someone who could pay a hefty price.
The two departed Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.
"Yang Xuanzhan."
Ye Xu called out.
"What are your orders, Master?" Yang Xuanzhan bowed and stepped forward.
"The Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra you cultivate is incomplete. Even achieving sainthood carries numerous flaws," Ye Xu’s eyes grew deep. "You serve me, so I won’t shortchange you."
"This Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra is the complete version. It can lead you to saint level perfection. Take it for now."
"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"
Yang Xuanzhan kowtowed repeatedly, wild with joy.
Even the version Lu Fengming possessed was incomplete. That Ye Xu held the complete method left him ecstatic.
His only regret was that the sutra given by Ye Xu only led to saint level perfection.
"Return to me only after reaching the saint level."
The implication was clear: failing to reach saint level might mean permanent exile.
This method had cost Ye Xu a hundred thousand heavenly secrets points.
Yang Xuanzhan felt a chill.
"This servant dares not disappoint Master’s expectations."
"Should I fail to become a saint within ten years, I swear to end my life."
Yang Xuanzhan made his military pledge.
With the complete Nine Revolutions Nirvana Sutra, he had ninety percent confidence.
"Enter."
Ye Xu waved a hand. A void vortex appeared, swallowing Yang Xuanzhan whole.
Ye Xian’er understood deeply.
Yang Xuanzhan had been sent into a space with reversed time, where he could cultivate undisturbed.
This was exactly what she had experienced.
Barring surprises, by their next meeting, Yang Xuanzhan would be a saint.
