Chapter 71

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Chapter 71: Don’t Ascend!

Since Little Hong was going to be thrown into the staff in two days, it was very unhappy. It requested to visit the Qingliu Sword Sect to Wen Yun.

This request was very reasonable, Wen Yun, who considered itself a good master, immediately carried it in their arms and began to stroll around the sect.

Little Hong usually flew around recklessly at night. It didn’t know what the Qingliu Sword Sect looked like during the day. Wen Yun warned it not to run around, or the poor sword cultivators might roast it. Also, it was not convenient to steal treasures from the peaks during the day.

The cave where Ye Shubai used to cultivate had been taken over by the baby dragon. Wen Yun had the chance to visit it two days ago and found that the once simple cave was now filled with shiny gemstones; the gold and jade from The First Peak, the emerald from The Second Peak… The decorative gemstones from all the peaks’ halls had been stolen by it.

At this moment, it lazily lay in Wen Yun’s arms, its short chubby tail swinging around freely, and its big round eyes rolling lazily.

"I heard that the hall in The First Peak collapsed?"

After hearing Wen Yun’s confirmation, the baby dragon’s tail wagged even more happily, unable to conceal its excitement in its voice, "Then let’s go see The First Peak."

"Aren’t you someone who loves luxurious and splendid places the most? Now that The First Peak has become a ruin, what’s there to see?"

Wen Yun found it strange that the Dragon race loved to hoard fancy gems. This purebred Fire Dragon was especially obsessed with it. When she first got it, because she didn’t decorate its nest with gems, it would retaliate by biting her head at midnight, leaving her with a smelly dragon saliva.

The little Fire Dragon proudly explained, "Earlier, I found that the Great Hall of The First Peak had night pearls embedded for lighting, but they were too tight to remove without breaking the beams. I had to resist the urge to steal… Now that the house has collapsed, is it okay for me to scavenge?"

"…"

So that’s why. Wen Yun finally understood why this guy gave up sleep to go out today. Compared to the newcomer Yu Qinghong, he was really careless!

Despite feeling embarrassed, Wen Yun still took the little Fire Dragon up to The First Peak.

Interestingly, while the peaks usually competed with each other, their favorite pastime was to bet ten pieces of spiritual jade and have a sword fight. When real problems arose, they were exceptionally united. The disciples of The First Peak lived on different peaks at night and all disciples of the sect helped to repair The First Peak during the day.

Why would a distinguished Golden Core Stage cultivator roll up their sleeves and dig roads with a hoe?

Of course, it’s because their space bag was empty, and even if they had stored spiritual jade, they couldn’t bear to hire help.

So when Wen Yun arrived, she unsurprisingly met familiar direct disciples.

Zhu Erchong flew in the sky not on a sword, but on a thick and terrifying giant tree. When he saw Wen Yun approaching, he happily threw the wood towards the peak and quickly ran over.

"Sister Wen, are you here to help too?"

Wen Yun held the little fire dragon feeling a bit nervous, nodded vaguely, and felt embarrassed to say she brought the spirit pet to scavenge.

Zhu Erchong immediately noticed the little fire dragon in her arms and exclaimed excitedly, "Wow? This pig looks so plump and tender, did you bring it for us to feast on!"

"…No, this is my pet spirit."

"Strange, how did you raise such a weird pig, oh, and it has tiny wings too? Can these small wings carry such a fat body?"

The little fire dragon, who initially looked lazy, suddenly stiffened. Its small round eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a sinister killing intent.

Here we go again, those three fools from The Tenth Peak called it a pig, and now another fool has come!

Are these sword cultivators’ eyes and brains not working properly? They can’t even recognize a well-known dragon?

Wen Yun quickly and gently pet the baby dragon while guiding it in her mind, "Hold on! Endure a little humiliation now and we can go find the night pearl later!"

Despite persuasion, she personally took the baby dragon to the ruins of the hall to search for pearls, saving Zhu Erchong’s life in the process.

Just then, many young disciples looked over and, upon recognizing Wen Yun, paused their tasks to respectfully greet her as "Ancestral Master Wen."

In terms of cultivation, Wen Yun is a role model in the entire cultivation world, a sixteen-year-old Nascent Soul master; in terms of status, she is now the personal disciple of the sect leader, highly revered; in terms of ability, her previous feat of resisting Transmigration cultivators to save disciples of The First Peak had long been spread far and wide.

Each heartfelt utterance of "Ancestral Master Wen" made Wen Yun feel light and happy.

She inspected around with a kind smile like an elder, occasionally nodding and praising, commenting on how well a tree was planted or how smooth a stone path was laid. The disciples she praised were all pleasantly surprised, humbly responding, "Ancestral Master Wen, you’re too kind."

Every time this happened, Zhu Erchong timely added, "Martial Sister Wen, you’re too kind, it’s his duty."

Each "Martial Sister Wen" made Zhu Erchong feel light and happy.

It wasn’t until Wen Yun reached the edge of the broken hall where the supporting beams were made of spirit iron, too heavy for ordinary disciples to move, so it was the deeply cultivated elders who were handling the relocation.

Wen Yun saw a strong monk with no shirt on, carrying a heavy spiritual iron pillar on his shoulder. She couldn’t help but praise, "You really worked hard."

The man breathed heavily and replied, "Martial Uncle Wen, you’re too kind."

Zhu Erchong walked over with his hands behind his back, casually saying, "Martial Sister Wen is too kind, this is what he should do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man carrying the iron pillar turned expressionless, casually threw the pillar on the ground, and cracked his fingers.

Oh, this person looks familiar, turns out he is The Second Peak Peak Lord.

The moment Zhu Erchong locked eyes with him, despair filled his heart, and his first instinct was to escape on his sword.

But how could he outrun his own master? Ten breaths later, the entire First Peak echoed with miserable screams.

Wen Yun shook her head, not intending to interfere with the situation over there, leisurely hugged the sneaky little fire dragon that jumped over, and touched its dragon head, "How about it? Did you find the Night Pearl you were looking for?"

The little fire dragon patted its round belly, happily flapped its wings and did a somersault in the air, boasting, "Hey! Not a single one missing!"

At that moment, a voice of a disciple came from behind –

"Huh? Martial Uncle asked me to pick out the Night Pearls, but I can’t see any of them?"

Wen Yun felt uneasy and quickly ran while holding the baby dragon.

After hiding back at The Tenth Peak, the baby dragon proudly squatted in the courtyard, opening its mouth to spit out Night Pearls one by one, happily counting them, but strangely, its belly was still empty.

Ye Shubai was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, but stopped when he saw this scene, calmly looking over.

After observing for a moment, he confidently stated the result, "It has gotten chubby again."

The baby dragon, who was spitting out pearls, suddenly ignited a flame at the tip of its tail, glaring fiercely at Ye Shubai, showing its sharp teeth, pushing back on its hind legs slowly, ready to pounce at any moment.

Ye Shubai calmly took out a fist-sized Night Pearl from his space bag, and the flame on the baby dragon’s tail immediately extinguished. It wagged its tail quickly and looked up at him with its round head in a cute and lovely way.

Seeing Ye Shubai’s indifferent expression, it looked at him with strong desire in its eyes. Finally, its tail drooped, and its two front paws twisted, pleadingly calling out, "Dad?"

The big glowing moon soared beautifully in the sky, the baby dragon opened its mouth wide and quickly swallowed it in one gulp.

After some thought, the dragon decided to return the favor and spat out a dull-looking stone that it didn’t like, flicking its tail to send it flying towards Ye Shubai. It said arrogantly, "Here, take it, silly!"

With that, like a gust of wind sweeping through the clouds, the dragon swallowed all the glowing moons and hurried into its cave with its chubby legs.

Wen Yun raised her eyebrows and sneakily glanced towards Ye Shubai, only to see him staring at the drool-covered stone with fascination, making her feel a bit embarrassed.

"Next time, don’t give it such valuable things. It just hoards them in its cave, such a waste." The glowing moon was so big that Wen Yun felt sorry for Ye Shubai.

"It’s not expensive," Ye Shubai said without looking up, "You can buy a regular glowing moon with just one low-grade spiritual jade, and that big one only costs two spiritual jades."

He added slowly, "The things he brought back from the peaks cost less than a piece of ore for forging a sword."

After all, Qingliu Sword Sect was so poor that everything in the sect, besides swords, was cheap.

"…"

The emotional Charmander spent endless days and nights choosing carefully, only to end up feeling lonely?

Wen Yun secretly started to care for the little Charmander.

"But…" Ye Shubai’s voice paused, surprisingly hinting at some hesitation. Intrigued, Wen Yun leaned closer, seeing him gently clean the old piece of jade, his clear eyebrows furrowing tightly as if lost in thought.

After a moment, his furrowed brow relaxed, and he softly said, "But this time, it actually found a precious item."

After he finished speaking, he placed the mottled jade in Wen Yun’s hand, then took out a white cloth to carefully wipe off the dragon saliva on his hands.

Wen Yun looked at the plain jade, with its mottled texture and no carvings. Could this really be considered precious?

"It’s said that thousands of years ago when Taoism prospered, unlike now, our ancestors could engrave some words and drawings on jade slips. By using spiritual power, one could unlock and observe. This jade slip is a record jade slip. Judging by this jade’s quality, it’s probably over three thousand years old, and I just discovered two words on the jade."

He calmly reached this point, then pointed with his hand, revealing two scribbled words on the jade.

"Su Yuan"

Wen Yun was puzzled, "Could this be a diary left behind by someone named Su Yuan?"

"In ancient times, powerful beings in the Transmigration Realm were given respected titles. The Qingliu Sword Sect had produced a hundred powerful beings, but only three ascended. The last one ascended three thousand years ago, known as Immortal Su Yuan. After him, the path to immortality was cut off, and no one in the Transmigration Realm could ascend again."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yun felt energized!

Now, no one knows how to ascend. Even Ye Shubai, who understood the laws of nature, could only reach half a step towards ascension, and to this day, no immortal has come to take him to heaven. But Immortal Su Yuan truly ascended to the upper realm, so he must have the method to ascend!

She quickly took a piece of silk and carefully wrapped the jade in it, solemnly saying, "Could it be that we are about to obtain an extraordinary ancient book, summon thunder, break through the void, and ascend to the heavens?"

Ye Shubai also looked serious.

The two looked at each other, then carefully infused their spiritual power into the jade.

In the moment when spiritual power invaded the jade, a sudden flash of green light appeared on the stone. The next moment, a blurry voice came from within…

"After practicing for hundreds of years, I finally see the outline of the Dark Heaven Secret Realm. The immortals are coming to guide me. I wonder what the upper realm is like? If someone finds this jade slip, we’ll meet again in the upper realm and create a Qingliu Sword Sect anew."

This is not surprising at all. Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the Dark Heaven Secret Realm is left by the immortals. When someone reaches the Ascension Realm, the immortals will descend into the Dark Heaven Secret Realm and take that person to the higher realm.

It’s clear that Senior Su Yuan has an interesting personality. He even secretly left a message for the juniors on a jade slip before ascending.

However, after this sentence, there was no more sound from the jade slip.

Wen Yun lifted her head and looked at Ye Shubai in surprise, "Is that all?"

Without any secret techniques or cultivation experiences, only a joyful invitation from an old senior. I wonder if Immortal Su Yuan, who has been waiting in the upper realm for three thousand years for the juniors to ascend, is starting to get impatient.

Ye Shubai pursed his lips and whispered, "The light on the jade slip hasn’t completely dissipated yet. There should still be some information left."

However, the green light on the jade slip was getting weaker and weaker, while the jade slip remained silent.

Just as the two were about to put it away, the green light suddenly intensified, then completely extinguished in an instant. After that, the whole jade slip exhausted its spiritual power, turning into dust and dispersing into the world.

Wen Yun and Ye Shubai stood still, staring at each other in confusion and shock, unable to react for a long time.

Before the jade slip vanished, they all heard a chilling and desperate scream coming from it–

"Don’t ascend!"