Chapter 72

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Chapter 72: The Dragon Who Collects Junk

The voice coming from the jade slip seemed to carry a strong sense of fear, something that could make even a powerful being afraid, indicating it was something extraordinary.

And why did he say not to ascend?

Wen Yun was surprised for a moment, gazing at the distant fading green light, her eyes moving upwards continuously, until she looked up at the sky.

If you count carefully, this was her third lifetime.

In the previous life, she had spent over five hundred years in the world of magic, and many memories of the first lifetime had become fuzzy. She remembered that humans couldn’t fly too high without tools because there wouldn’t be enough oxygen at high altitudes, leading to certain death.

However, this was the cultivation world, where ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators could survive for a hundred years without eating or drinking. Explaining cultivation with scientific knowledge would be absurd. Besides, Wen Yun had indeed tried flying towards the sky with her sword, the higher she went, the thinner the spiritual power became, to the point where she couldn’t even use Magic Stones, but breathing was still not a problem.

She pushed away the scientific guesses that had just popped into her head and sighed, "I suspect that the reason the path to ascension in the future is cut off is related to what he saw or encountered, as hinted by Senior Su Yuan’s words."

Ye Shubai wiped away the remaining jade dust on his hands, and said in a serious tone, "If he encountered an accident while ascending, hastily dropped this jade slip, then it would make sense."

"So, if he only saw immortals while ascending, and the place was Dark Heaven Secret Realm, either there is a problem with the realm, or with the immortals." Wen Yun calmly doubted the immortals, not realizing the disrespect in her words.

"But we can’t capture an immortal and interrogate them, so we can only investigate in the Dark Heaven Secret Realm." Wen Yun paused for a moment before lamenting, "If only I had thoroughly searched the Dark Heaven Secret Realm last time, I wouldn’t be unable to enter now."

Dark Heaven Secret Realm used to open only once every hundred years. Due to the decreasing treasures in the secret realm, maybe some bold trespassers took them all. To give the secret realm time to recover, it is now opened once every five hundred years.

The requirements are strict, requiring experts in Transmigration from all sects to hold tokens together to enter.

It was opened not long ago, so the next entry would have to wait another five hundred years…

While Wen Yun was thinking this, she saw Ye Shubai take out the Sect Leader Token for some reason, furrowing his brow slightly and saying calmly, "Then let’s go in again."

Wen Yun’s eyes lit up with anticipation as she asked, "Are you saying you can sneak in again?"

"It is said that the gateway to the Dark Heaven Secret Realm was given by immortals to the three major sects and four major families. Every hundred years, each sect has a chance to open the secret realm. However, as the resources in the secret realm became scarce and the power of the sects was not strong enough to open it, they decided to join forces to open it."

After hearing this explanation, Wen Yun immediately understood and nodded, saying, "Alright, I will go invite Dharma Master Du Yuan and the Wan family ancestor. The three of you can work together to open the secret realm, I believe it won’t be a problem."

"No need." Ye Shubai, who usually listens to her, unexpectedly disagreed this time. He turned around, casually took out the Sect Leader Token, and with a calm expression, he said, "I am different from them."

Wen Yun was shocked by Ye Shubai’s words.

While saying "They need a group of people to open the secret realm because they are too weak," look at Ye Shubai’s more subtle and sophisticated way of expression, and look at how natural his attitude is. She wished she had learned this advanced skill earlier. Instead of Shen Xinghai having to teach the sword cultivators to be pretentious.

Ye Shubai didn’t notice Wen Yun’s emotions, he was focused on opening the Dark Heaven Secret Realm.

Now, only the jade nascent soul fragment that merged into Wen Yun’s body has not been recovered. Ye Shubai’s cultivation was vastly different from when it first appeared. His spiritual power was surging like powerful waves, almost tangible. The Sect Leader Token was floating above his head, while his slender and pale hands formed a strange formation that faintly resonated with the Sect Leader Token.

Wen Yun keenly sensed a fluctuation in the laws of space, furrowing her brow.

Wait, this is not Ye Shubai using the laws of space, someone else is creating a path using the laws of space, and Ye Shubai’s Sect Leader Token is the key to opening this path!

As expected, not long after, Wen Yun saw the space in front of her start to twist, and a semi-real water mirror door appeared in front of them.

"Let’s go."

Ye Shubai carried his sword at his waist and walked in front.

Wen Yun was about to follow when suddenly a red and plump figure came flying towards them from behind, a baby dragon shouted angrily and rushed towards Ye Shubai, saying, "The Night Pearl you gave me is fake, it doesn’t glow in the cave! How can you deceive even a baby dragon, are you still human!"

With this collision, Wen Yun and Ye Shubai were accidentally pushed into the Dark Heaven Secret Realm together.

The next moment—

"Giggle, giggle, giggle!"

"Giggle, giggle, giggle!"

The usually graceful Wen Yun fell straight down this time, and ended up falling into a literal chicken coop, of course, it was just a normal chicken coop with no special meaning.

Wen Yun casually threw away a helicopter that had been killed by a red pig. The culprit opened its mouth to catch the fat chicken for a meal. But before it could do so, the owner sternly slapped its head and said, "If you keep acting this restless, I won’t keep you anymore!"

"Hmph, haven’t you already abandoned me long ago? Out with the old and in with the new, fickle women." The little fire dragon munched down the fat chicken, then turned its round eyes up skillfully. "I woke up to find a new Little Bai in your sea of divine sense. Recently, we also got Little Qing. It seems like Little Yellow and Little Black will be next, right? And soon after, Little Purple and Little Green, huh?"

"…"

Wen Yun felt a bit guilty after being scolded, so she sneakily glanced towards the direction of the one called Little Bai.

Ye Shubai stood calmly beside her, his dark eyes gazing back gently. He didn’t look as fierce as the wand spirit who punished her. He sighed softly, lifted her hair to remove the chicken feathers stuck on it, and considerately picked up the red pig for her.

The little fire dragon was furious, kicking its chubby legs wildly and screaming in anger, "Let go of me! Fool! You haven’t explained why you tricked me with those non-glowing fake pearls! You humans are indeed cunning scoundrels. I almost considered you my father!"

"Night pearls need to be sun-dried for two days to glow. Those pearls were always kept in the space bag and never exposed to sunlight, so naturally, they wouldn’t glow."

After hearing Ye Shubai’s explanation, the little fire dragon, who was struggling and cursing moments ago, seemed as if struck by lightning. Its tail and limbs drooped, and the whole dragon looked bewildered. "So that’s how it is… Why didn’t you say so earlier… I thought you were trying to cheat me with fake goods, and I almost burned them into charcoal with my flames…"

Sensing something wrong in its tone, Wen Yun leaned down to take a look and found tears shimmering on the edges of Little Hong Dragon’s round eyes. Surprisingly, it was so moved by these two low-grade spiritual jades that it cried.

She panicked and pulled out a precious jade stone, handing it to the dragon, saying, "Take this, you can buy a hundred night pearls with it, don’t cry."

However, Little Hong Long looked at the jade with disdain, showing strong disapproval in its eyes and voice, saying, "This doesn’t shine, it looks cheap, I don’t want it."

In the end, Ye Shubai took out a night pearl from the space bag and gave it to the dragon. Only then did the dragon calm down, feeling delighted and respectfully called out "dad."

Wen Yun covered her face with her hand, not thinking the child was sensible, feeling embarrassed that the dragon had embarrassed her.

She didn’t know whether to explain to Ye Shubai that when she explained the meaning of "dad" in the cultivation world to deceive the little fire dragon, she said it meant "a good person."

The little fire dragon, unaware of the truth, climbed into Ye Shubai’s arms obediently, sweetly calling him "dad," managing to deceive many gemstones from Ye Shubai.

Deceiving their way all the way to the mountain range where Wen Yun previously found the Magic Stone.

Wen Yun had a reason for coming here. As she walked with Ye Shubai, she explained, "The Dark Heaven Secret Realm is too vast, and we can’t search inside for too long. So, I plan to set up a fixed teleportation formation here. If it works, we can enter and exit the secret realm whenever we want, and may uncover some mysteries."

Naturally, Ye Shubai did not oppose and followed her into the cave.

Wen Yun’s voice came from ahead with a hint of doubt, "Ye Shubai, I remember I didn’t take those small pieces of Magic Stone with me. Why is it empty here?"

Ye Shubai, when asked, raised his head and touched the round head of the baby dragon, replied naturally, "I kept them all."

This is the fine tradition of The Tenth Peak, every single grain must be accounted for.

Fortunately, Wen Yun was used to the difficult days of a sword cultivator, she didn’t think the man was stingy. She thought his behavior was thrifty and smiled as she nodded, "Very well, then please take them out. I need this pile of Magic Stone to set up a teleportation array."

However, Ye Shubai stood at the edge of the cave wall with no movement. He said, "Earlier, when you broke through the Nascent Soul Stage on the magic boat, you used up all those Magic Stones."

Wen Yun’s hand trembled as it slowly and weakly fell down.

She remembered that when she broke through on the open sea before, she had no spiritual power or magic power, and she had broken through the realm by swallowing countless spiritual jades and Magic Stones.

She held her chest quietly and asked carefully, "Not even one left?"

Thankfully, Ye Shubai gave her some good news, "There is one left."

The last one left is the biggest one… Magic Stone Mountain.

After Ye Shubai took it out, Wen Yun, feeling relieved, took a deep breath and caressed the Magic Stone, saying, "Thank goodness it’s still here, or else I would be devastated."

As Wen Yun touched the Magic Stone, she suddenly felt that it was missing a large piece, with rough edges as if it had been gnawed on by a dog. This familiar feeling brought Wen Yun back to the Wizard Tower, remembering the nightmare of a dragon devouring all her stored Magic Stones in the past years.

The baby dragon, sensing something was wrong, nervously hid in Ye Shubai’s arms, but Ye Shubai mercilessly handed it over to Wen Yun and reported, "It was the one eating them, that’s why it looks plumper these days."

Wen Yun, feeling the hole in the Magic Stone, was furious.

"I haven’t fully manifested as a wand yet, so I can only appear in my original form. It’s too draining to use magic, so I need to eat some Magic Stones to replenish my power…" The baby dragon wagged its tail and eyes quickly darted around, "Yes! It’s your fault for not caring about me, not making me a wand! That Phoenix tree looks good, chase away Little Qing and let me move in!"

The observant owner didn’t plan to spoil the baby dragon, bluntly revealing the pig’s lie, "The Tenth Peak is different from the outside world, where magical power is plentiful and doesn’t require Magic Stones."

Indeed, the spiritual power and magic on The Tenth Peak are intertwined. Wen Yun is now thriving in her training since returning to The Tenth Peak, making progress in her skills daily. Her golden ability in her dantian is increasing without the need for spiritual jade and Magic Stones.

If the baby dragon wants to, absorbing magic for training would be effortless for it. The pig is just making excuses out of gluttony and laziness.

Watching as he was about to be hit, the little dragon covered his head and called out to Ye Shubai for help, "Dad! She’s going to hit me!"

It finally dawned on him that Wen Yun was someone who easily got bored and always preferred new things over old ones. She was way more excited about new things than she was about old ones. No matter what Ye Shubai said, she wouldn’t object, so he hoped Ye Shubai would help him this time.

He wasn’t sure if good people would help, but as a father, Ye Shubai would definitely come to his aid.

Ye Shubai sighed, hugged the red pig to his chest, and quietly covered its head with his hand. Changing the subject, he said, "Wen Yun, why don’t you set up the formation first. There are many unexplored places in the Dark Heaven Secret Realm. While searching the secret realm later, let’s see if there are any other veins."

As expected, Wen Yun gave Ye Shubai face, first giving him a stern look, then knocking a piece off the big Magic Stone and carefully hiding the large one in the space bag. Finally, she turned to prepare the directional teleportation formation.

Although the other end of the teleportation led to the Tenth Peak, which was closely related to the Dark Heaven Secret Realm, any magic formation involving the laws of heaven and earth would not be simple. She knelt on the ground, fully focused on drawing the formation, sometimes carefully placing a piece of Magic Stone, sometimes solemnly drawing a line with sleeves rolled up.

As Ye Shubai remained calm and composed, he stood next to her, protecting her without pride or impatience.

However, the little dragon was restless. Half-lying on the ground, it propped up its head with chubby paws and engaged in idle chat with Ye Shubai, trying to get closer to him to ask for a few more night pearls.

But Ye Shubai found it noisy and was worried that its antics might distract Wen Yun from drawing the formation. So he whispered to the dragon, "This place is the largest treasure trove in the entire cultivation world. There are only us here right now, you can go treasure hunting to your heart’s content."

The words "treasure hunt" landed in the ears of the little fire dragon. It flapped its small wings and quickly climbed up from the ground, then dashed out at an incredible speed.

Half an hour later, the little fire dragon came back with a honey-colored stone in its mouth, its tail held high. It carefully hid the stone in a corner of the cave and reminded Ye Shubai, "Make sure you guard it well, don’t let the foolish magician steal it from me."

Ye Shubai glanced at it casually and recognized that the stone was just a common amber, not worth much as a low-grade spiritual jade. Nevertheless, he agreed generously.

Feeling reassured by the promise of a good person, the little fire dragon breathed heavily and ran out again.

This time it took a very long time, returning only when the sunlight of the next day was bright.

The little fire dragon first went to check the amber it had found and was relieved to see that it was safe and had not been stolen. It breathed a sigh of relief, opened its mouth happily, and spat out a jumble of gemstones from its chubby belly.

Ye Shubai took another look, identified the types inside, and estimated the value of this pile of things with the sharp eyes of a sword cultivator… Hmm, it was probably worth two pieces of medium-grade spiritual jade, a significant improvement.

The little fire dragon had no idea that it was picking up junk in the cultivation world because it couldn’t distinguish spiritual power at all. It thought these things were luxuriously valuable, worth a fortune, much better than so-called spiritual jade.

It was always grateful and eager to repay kindness. Satisfied with Ye Shubai guarding the gemstones, it happily rummaged through the pile of junk covered in saliva, admiring the gemstones. Then, without even looking up, it casually shoved a piece of garbage it had accidentally swallowed into Ye Shubai’s hand.

Without Wen Yun’s beating, the threatened little fire dragon regained its arrogance, raised its head, and said in a condescending tone, "Come, this is a gift from the great Fire God Dragon to you. You can kneel down to thank me for my gift."

Ye Shubai frowned slightly, the sticky dragon saliva in his hand made him subconsciously want to wipe his hands with a handkerchief, but when he saw what was in his palm, he gradually slowed down his movements and his expression became solemn.

The thing that the little fire dragon spat out was strange in shape, gray-white in color, with a faint golden line appearing on it, a bit like… a piece of bone?

This bone did not look like an animal bone or a human bone. What was even stranger was that the faint remnants of a peculiar aura lingered in the golden line on it, seeming like spiritual power or magical power. It was a mystery how many years had passed with this aura still surrounding the bone, quite miraculous.