Chapter 74
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Chapter 74: Xuan Gui Island
"My disciple, take this jade pendant."
The Myriad Phenomena Saint handed a blue jade pendant to Ye Hongchen. Carved with the character ‘Ji’, it was the token the ancient Ji clan had given to Lin Qianmo.
Last time he entered Godfall Ridge, he carried it for safety, hoping to ask the Ji clan to kill Lu Fengming. But the ancient Ji clan hadn’t helped.
Of course, the Myriad Phenomena Saint hadn’t expected Lu Fengming to be all bark and no bite—so easily defeated.
This journey to the Sea of All Realms held unpredictable dangers. Carrying the pendant wouldn’t bring the slightest advantage, so he’d rather leave it with Ye Hongchen. If calamity struck the Red Dust Demon Sect someday, they could seek aid from the ancient Ji clan.
"Master, where did this pendant come from?" Ye Hongchen asked, puzzled.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint explained, "This was gifted by the chieftain of the Ji clan in Godfall Ridge to our Master. Should the Red Dust Demon Sect face extinction, it can summon the Ji clan’s help."
Ye Hongchen’s eyes reddened, tears threatening to fall.
By doing this, her master was clearly settling his affairs.
"Master, please come back safely with our Master!" she wept.
She wouldn’t—nor did she want—to conceal her feelings.
Cultivating the Red Dust Tribulation Sutra meant embracing all experiences.
Only through experiences could one grow.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint gently patted Ye Hongchen’s head, his smile tender like a loving father imparting wisdom. "Stay well, my disciple."
"This master takes his leave now."
His parting words lingered in the void as he vanished without a trace.
He tore through the void’s fabric, plunging deeper and deeper.
The Sea of All Realms flowed through countless worlds but never penetrated their borders—only by breaching the deepest void layers could its vast expanse be reached.
Though the Myriad Phenomena Saint had journeyed through the Central Continent, the Eastern Region, even visited the Western Territories and stepped into Godfall Ridge, this marked his first entry into the Sea of All Realms.
Crack!
He surged into the void’s innermost depths. Turbulent chaotic energy exploded, shattering fragile space only for it to instantly reform—a ceaseless cycle of destruction and rebirth.
He stood firm amid the swirling chaotic storm, the Landscape Transformation Map shrouding his form. As a saint king divine weapon, it defied the chaotic energy, rendering him invulnerable to all laws.
Through the fragile void barrier, he glimpsed murky, churning waters—condensed chaotic energy with terrifying power, promising instant annihilation if one mistimed its waves.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint readied to advance, then paused abruptly.
Channeling his energy, his appearance shifted rapidly.
Within moments, he transformed from a disheveled, ragged beggar into a dashing young noble—clad in lustrous blue silks, crowned by a jade diadem, radiating grace.
Had Ye Hongchen witnessed this, her jaw would’ve dropped.
Her master possessed such striking features?
He had his reasons. When meeting his Master, presenting an unkempt visage wouldn’t do. Dignity was paramount—those casually neglected aspects deserved a subtle adjustment.
Boom!
Following this makeover, the Myriad Phenomena Saint took a deep breath.
The Landscape Transformation Map whirled, morphing into a divine sword.
With a single stroke, it pierced the void barrier.
He shot forward like a streak of light, vanishing into the Sea of All Realms.
Splash!
The chaotic waters surged, crushing countless particles to dust. Even the Landscape Transformation Map emitted a faint hum.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint felt a chill run down his spine.
No wonder it was said the Sea of All Realms was perilous. Leaving aside the ancient beasts hidden within, just the chaotic waters themselves could crush an ordinary saint.
Even with a saint king divine weapon, the Myriad Phenomena Saint treaded with extreme caution within the Sea of All Realms.
Looking out, the Sea of All Realms stretched endlessly, vast and empty.
Only chaotic waters filled the expanse.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint took out Ye Xu’s jade slip. After confirming the direction, he immediately headed southeast.
"No."
A short while later, the Myriad Phenomena Saint frowned tightly and halted his advance.
"Moving at this pace, my magic power would be completely drained within the time it takes a stick of incense to burn, and I’d be crushed by these waters," the Myriad Phenomena Saint muttered to himself.
In just that brief span, he had already lost over one percent of his magical power.
The power of the Chaotic Sea was terrifying. It forced him to expend immense magic power just to suppress the chaotic waters and preserve his own life.
"It seems I must rely on a vessel after all."
With a sweep of his sleeve, the Myriad Phenomena Saint opened his Purple Palace. A golden pleasure boat, just over three inches long, flew out.
Brilliant divine light exploded forth. The pleasure boat transformed into a vessel two levels tall. Golden divine patterns whirled and danced through the air, coalescing into a Golden Barrier that encapsulated the boat.
This was also a saint king divine weapon.
Over the years journeying everywhere, the Myriad Phenomena Saint had accumulated many treasures. Even after doing two deals with Ye Xu, he still possessed three saint king divine weapons and one bottle of Saint King-level pills.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint boarded the pleasure boat. Grasping the helm, he steered it into the depths of the Sea of All Realms.
Rush… Rush…
Sea water battered the boat. The barrier trembled and the divine patterns flickered wildly.
For the moment, however, it could not breach the barrier.
"Indeed, this saves a great deal more effort," the Myriad Phenomena Saint murmured.
After some unknowable span of sailing, the Myriad Phenomena Saint finally spotted an island.
The island floated upon the Sea of All Realms. Strangely, it remained undestroyed by the surrounding chaotic waters.
"At last, a place to set foot."
A surge of relief washed over the Myriad Phenomena Saint.
The prolonged voyage had drained his magic power immensely. He absolutely needed a place to rest.
Otherwise, facing any danger would be like he was nothing more than a lamb awaiting slaughter.
One hour later.
The Myriad Phenomena Saint drew near the island.
Bang!
At that very moment, a thunderous shockwave ripped through the heavens and earth. An immense, snow-white crane descended onto the beach, landing right beside the Myriad Phenomena Saint.
Perched atop the crane stood two figures. Clad in Daoist robes and holding horsetail whisks, one radiated an aura of unfathomable depth, while the other’s power far exceeded even that of the Myriad Phenomena Saint.
"Hm?"
The great sage-level Daoist fixed the Myriad Phenomena Saint with a sword-like gaze and coldly declared, "A late-stage saint realm cultivator dares to enter the Sea of All Realms?"
"Who are you?"
Terror surged through the Myriad Phenomena Saint’s heart. He had barely just entered the Sea of All Realms, seeking only a place to rest, yet he’d stumbled upon both a Saint King and a great sage.
It was known that even within the Yuan Realm, during times when the ancient divine clans of Godfall Ridge hid from the world, great sages were mighty existences capable of dominating entire regions.
Suddenly, his gaze fell upon the other Daoist.
"Senior Brother Qinghe?"
The Myriad Phenomena Saint stared at the Saint King holding the horsetail whisk—none other than Gui Qinghe.
"I’m Qi Ruyu of the Red Dust Demon Sect in the Southern Wilderness of the Yuan Realm. We once met in Linglong City," the Myriad Phenomena Saint stammered hastily.
"Disciple Qinghe, you know this man?"
The Daoist great sage frowned.
Gui Qinghe shook his head.
"I do not recall ever meeting him, though it is true there exists a sect called the Red Dust Demon Sect within the vast Southern Wilderness," Gui Qinghe stated solemnly.
In his eyes, the Myriad Phenomena Saint was but a minor figure—how could he possibly leave a lasting impression?
"Senior Brother Qinghe, your majestic feat when you struck dead Saint Ziyang at Linglong City remains vividly etched in my memory," the Myriad Phenomena Saint praised obsequiously.
Gui Qinghe’s eyes flickered.
"Senior Brother Xue, this man isn’t an agent of the True Martial God Sect," Gui Qinghe announced.
Their hostility toward the Myriad Phenomena Saint stemmed solely from suspicion about his origins.
Yet, this sage could recount the details of his slain rival, Saint Ziyang—proof positive he wasn’t their foe. His identity, therefore, posed no threat.
"Daoist friend, you are only at the late saint realm, yet you venture into the Sea of All Realms," chuckled Gui Qinghe lightly. "Is it reckless ignorance… or daring mastery?"
"Unless you have pressing business here," Great Sage Xue of the Dao path snapped coldly, "leave Xuan Gui Island immediately. Do not interfere with this sage’s affairs."
"Esteemed masters," the Myriad Phenomena Saint pleaded with a pained expression, "this junior has traveled far and exhausted his magic power. I only seek a brief respite on this island to recover."
"Grant me shelter, I implore you. Once my strength returns, I shall depart Xuan Gui Island without delay."
He sighed inwardly with bitter frustration.
Thousands of years had passed since he last humbled himself like this.
The Sea of All Realms was truly no place for the ordinary.
All for my master.
I endured!
