Chapter 412

Chapter 412: A Lucrative Deal Arrives

"Ning Wudao" bowed deeply, eyes brimming with heartfelt gratitude.

Ye Xu’s words stirred profound emotion within him.

"We’re family; no need for thanks," Ye Xu laughed.

Ning Wudao nodded, bid farewell to Ye Xu, and decisively exited the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. Outside, he glanced back at the structure, a hundred emotions surging within him.

From the moment he entered the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, his destiny had irrevocably transformed.

"Esteemed Senior," Ning Wudao’s gaze hardened with resolve, "In this chaotic era, I’ll forge my own path. One day, I shall repay your kindness!"

Ning Wudao vanished into the bustling crowd.

"Observing him, I realize I have truly aged," Su Mu sighed.

The waves behind push forward those before; each generation surpasses the last.

"Formless Demon Lord," Ye Xu summoned him, commanding, "Keep close watch on Ning Wudao’s movements. If any mishap befalls him, I’ll hold you accountable."

"Understood, Master," the Formless Demon Lord responded solemnly.

During his tenure at the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, Ning Wudao was the sole individual granted such distinction.

…

Several figures descended upon Linglong City.

Yuanzu, the Ancient God of Origin, Si Ming, and the Immortal Emperors from alien universes materialized. Li Ruoyu and the Mad Daoist arrived steadily. Eleven Immortal Emperors assembled in unison.

"So that’s the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

To Li Ruoyu’s eyes, Linglong City seemed to dissolve, leaving only an archaic pavilion towering between heaven and earth—mysterious, profound, and unfathomable.

"Truly intriguing," Immortal Emperor Mu remarked, her beautiful eyes flickering.

The pavilion shielded itself from celestial machinations and temporal existence, undoubtedly crafted by transcendent hands.

Her interest in its master, the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, deepened.

"Daoist friend Mu," said Daoist Qing Xuan with a smile, "As a divine diviner whose way of heaven’s machinations defies comprehension, can you deduce the origins of this Heaven’s Secret Pavilion’s master?"

"Refrain from folly," Li Ruoyu intoned gravely. "The master despises those who scheme against him."

Having suffered setbacks within those walls, he spoke from experience.

"Worry not," declared the Mad Daoist confidently. "The master is a money fanatic. Offer him satisfactory remuneration, and he’ll unveil any knowledge you seek."

"Even regarding transcendence?" The Dragon Emperor of Lei Ze’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

"Affirmative," the Mad Daoist nodded.

"Amitabha Emperor" clasped his hands, skepticism evident. "This master possesses such capability? To casually elevate an Immortal Emperor into transcendence?"

"It should be impossible."

Taishang Immortal Emperor shook her head and said, "But in his hands, there should be a method of transcendence."

"Whether it is or not, it can be known through probing." Immortal Emperor Xuanji said.

The crowd arrived before Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, Yuanzu and the others all had a trace of hesitation, but Mad Daoist strode straight in.

"Master, long time no see." As soon as Mad Daoist entered Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, he greeted Ye Xu.

"Daoist friend, are you back?" Ye Xu laughed and said, "This time with the alien universe passage opening, you entered the Qing Xuan plane, it seems you reaped plentiful gains."

He was quite looking forward to a trade with Mad Daoist.

But Mad Daoist did not come alone today, obviously not for the cause of transcendence.

"It’s him!"

Su Mu’s gaze turned cold.

He naturally recognized Mad Daoist.

"Hahaha!"

"For a long time, I have heard that the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion possesses vast divine abilities and can accomplish anything, finally seeing you in person today." Yuanzu soon arrived, seeing Ye Xu for the first glance, he flattered endlessly, "The Master not only has exceptional skills, but even his appearance was strikingly handsome, astonishingly good-looking, truly causing extreme envy in this old one."

"Flatterer…"

Su Mu, Ye Xian’er, and Xixi all had the same thought arise in their hearts.

Ye Xu felt refreshed and delighted.

As expected of an innate god who had lived for tens of millions of years, truly knowing how to talk well.

"You flatter me, Daoist friend."

Ye Xu could not conceal his smile and said, "Just a rotting flesh bag, in the end it is also a pile of bones."

"Master, you are too modest."

The Ancient God of Origin fawned and said, "Like you, Master, a lofty figure transcending the heavenly way, already eternally free, immortal and undying, how could we resemble that, still struggling in the sea of bitterness?"

"My dear friends, you are really skilled at speaking."

Ye Xu laughed and said.

Swish!

Suddenly, Ye Xu’s gaze sharpened, instantly locking onto the divine fortune-teller, Immortal Emperor Mu.

"Daoist friend, if you have questions you wish to ask, just say them directly; why spy on me?" Ye Xu said indifferently.

When that look fell upon him, Immortal Emperor Mu’s magic power was instantly restrained, his great Dao and primordial spirit completely sealed, becoming an ordinary person powerless to overpower a chicken.

Yet, Immortal Emperor Mu did not show a hint of panic.

The Immortal Emperors all displayed a stern expression.

Yuanzu and the others looked very angry.

If the great plan was spoiled because of Immortal Emperor Mu alone, they felt like killing him.

"Master, you are truly amazing." Immortal Emperor Mu chuckled lightly and said, "Young lady merely just had a thought arise, before even employing the deduction technique, the Master had already detected it."

"Please calm your anger, Honored Master."

"Daoist friend, you must show sincerity," the Mad Daoist chuckled.

Though having met Ye Xu only once, the Mad Daoist had already fully discerned his character.

This was a mastery cultivated through tens of thousands of rebirths.

"This young lady’s cultivation is entirely sealed. My will is willing, but my strength is lacking," Immortal Emperor Mu smiled.

Hearing this, Ye Xu silently dispelled the restraints on Immortal Emperor Mu.

Sensing the pressure vanish and his magic power restored, Immortal Emperor Mu beamed, his face radiant with a charming smile.

"Thank you for your mercy, Honored Master."

Immortal Emperor Mu bent slightly in a graceful bow. A glowing, nine-colored pearl flew from his sleeve. "This object is the Nine-Colored Chaos Pearl, embodying the innate Great Dao of Chaos. A precious innate Spiritual Treasure, offered to you, Master, as this young lady’s atonement."

The Mad Daoist’s eyes flickered slightly.

Ye Xu calmly pocketed the Nine-Colored Chaos Pearl, letting out a light sigh. "Daoist friend, if you truly wish to know my identity, you could simply ask me. Why waste your energy on deduction?"

"We are within Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

These words sent a chill through the hearts of all present.

Ye Xu’s tone carried a veiled warning.

"System, exchange."

[Congratulations, Master. Acquired 260 billion heavenly secrets points.]

For a moment, Ye Xu felt exceptionally pleased.

Truly, a universe steeped in hundreds of trillions of years of history, where everyone was dripping with wealth! Any treasure casually brought out was worth hundreds of billions.

Ye Xu’s eyes gleamed.

The ambitions of Yuanzu and the other Immortal Emperors were as plain as day.

Today, he would bleed them dry.

Su Mu rolled his eyes inwardly.

He firmly believed that if anyone offered sufficient value, Ye Xu would likely sell himself without hesitation.

"If one wishes information about the Master himself, what cost in Star Yuan would that entail?" Immortal Emperor Mu tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, his eyes lively and tinged with curiosity.

Upon entering Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, Immortal Emperor Mu had activated his arcane arts, hoping to deduce Ye Xu’s origins.

However, his efforts were instantly suppressed by the Pavilion’s power, yielding not a shred of useful information. Worse, he found himself restrained by Ye Xu in turn, meaning the Nine-Colored Chaos Pearl was spent for nothing.

But Immortal Emperor Mu didn’t care.

Though a casual cultivator, his personal wealth was immensely vast; 260 billion Star Yuan was mere pocket change.

Yuanzu and the others also stirred.

Their curiosity was deeply piqued.

If the price was affordable, paying for information about Ye Xu wasn’t out of the question.

After all, Ye Xu was shrouded in mystery; his identity remained only speculation, never confirmed by anyone.

"You wish to know my identity?"

Ye Xu’s smile turned enigmatic. "If you offer 180 trillion Star Yuan, I can reveal my true identity."

"Dears friends, care to consider it?"

Su Mu nearly choked. He had called it.

"180… trillion Star Yuan?"

Immortal Emperor Mu’s head shook with disbelief. Far too expensive.

The others shook their heads almost in unison.

Even if they destroyed the Purple Star Heavenly Court and shattered the Heavenly Dao, they might gain only around 200 trillion Star Yuan. Spending it to uncover the identity of the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was utterly unthinkable.

Ye Xu remained unconcerned.

If they were truly interested, he would gladly tell them.

One must understand: 180 trillion Star Yuan was more than enough to propel him beyond this realm altogether.

At that point, whether they knew or not wouldn’t matter to him in the slightest.

"Dears friends, our purpose today wasn’t to pry into the Master’s affairs."

Li Ruoyu found this entire farce distinctly uninteresting.

His voice deepened slightly. "Master, you understand our true purpose."

"Name your price!"