Chapter 569

Chapter 569: Primordial Spirit Flower and Epoch Heavenly Monument

"Of course, no objections."

Bi’an was the first to nod, flattering: "Brother Ye Li crushes all geniuses of his generation, peerless in the world. Naturally, this Primordial Spirit Flower belongs to Brother Ye Li."

"I must thank Brother Ye Li."

Battle Dao Sovereign cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, brother, for helping me vent my anger and subduing this villain."

Ye Li said lightly: "Just a small effort."

"Brother Ye Li, do you know the origins of those two?" Ying Ziyu said softly.

"Miss, do you know the rules of our Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"

Ye Li spoke seriously.

Rules?

Ying Ziyu showed a hint of astonishment. She had never been to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion and knew little about it. Naturally, she did not know the rules.

"Cough…" Behind Ying Ziyu, a Dao Sovereign whispered: "Senior sister, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion sells information; every question requires payment to be answered."

"So that’s how it is."

Ying Ziyu suddenly understood, with a bright smile, "Then, brother, why not set a price?"

As long as there was a price, it was a good thing.

Ye Li thought for a moment. The ancestral dragon bought information about the Haotian lineage for eighty trillion divine stones. Considering it was secondhand information, he could lower it a bit.

"Seventy-nine trillion divine stones."

"…"

Everyone looked at each other.

Was this the price someone would offer?

Clearly a rip-off!

Ying Ziyu also revealed an awkward expression, "Brother, are the prices in Heaven’s Secret Pavilion always this expensive?"

Ye Li shook his head.

"This question of yours is no small matter. It requires our Master to exhaust all efforts to deduce it," Ye Li said solemnly. "Heaven’s Secret Pavilion earns its money through hard work."

Li Ruoyu clicked his tongue in amazement.

As expected, it was a consistent thick-skinned nature.

One by one, everyone looked quite odd; it was obvious they did not believe Ye Li’s words.

"Sigh…" Ye Li sighed, "Actually, cultivators of your level cannot meet the threshold to enter Heaven’s Secret Pavilion at present."

"???"

"But don’t worry. If you come to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion another day, just mention my name, and all will be seventy percent off." Ye Li patted his chest, declaring confidently.

As words fell, Ye Li flew towards the great abyss.

The Primordial Spirit Flower opened and closed, absorbing vital energy like a whale drinking water. Its petals swayed and shimmered with light. Standing there, every breath was the purest vital energy.

"Strength to move mountains and spirit to overpower the world!"

Ye Li sang loudly as he charged into the great abyss. His flesh expanded tremendously, grasping the stem of the Primordial Spirit Flower with one hand. With explosive force, he wrenched the flower from the depths.

Rumble!

The great abyss trembled, loose stones clattering down. Once Ye Li had fully extracted the Primordial Spirit Flower, the entire abyss collapsed with an earthshaking roar. Dust surged like a dragon, mingling with the thick mist until it was impossible to distinguish fog from debris.

"We’ve struck it rich!"

Ye Li inwardly roared with laughter.

The Primordial Spirit Flower nurtured one hundred and eight innate essence gems. Each gem was of incalculable value, easily exchangeable for over a hundred trillion Hongmeng points.

Li Ruoyu’s gaze burned intensely.

Yet, the dignity of a former Heavenly Emperor stopped him from speaking. The poor wouldn’t eat food given with contempt—how much less an emperor?

Ye Li remained silent.

"Though the innate essence gems are treasures, they are useless to me," Li Ruoyu sighed. "Refining them would disturb the balance of essence, energy, and spirit—shattering one’s very foundation."

Ye Li taunted, "Just sour grapes since you can’t have them."

"Nonsense."

Li Ruoyu wore a stern expression.

"Senior Brother Ye, might you sell me one innate essence gem?" Ying Ziyu stepped forward.

"Brother, I seek the same," the Battle Dao Sovereign flew to join her.

"Brother, name your price," Bi’an demanded.

"Since you’re all so sincere, I’ll offer you a discount," Ye Li declared, waving a grand hand. "Five hundred billion divine stones for a single innate essence gem!"

"……"

Dark lines ran down everyone’s foreheads.

This was the discount?

"Compared to the price Senior Sister Ying wanted to secure that information, this is decidedly cheap," Bi’an forced himself to agree.

"Brothers stand as one across all lands. Of course I’ll take care of you."

Ye Li threw an arm around Bi’an’s shoulder, his voice hearty.

"Brother, I’ll take one." Ying Ziyu produced both a Qian Kun Ring and stacks of treasures, nearly emptying her coffers.

Ye Li scanned them: four Five Tribulations Dao Sovereign-level artifacts, numerous immortal plants and Spirit Roots, and over ninety billion divine stones—more than enough to buy the gem.

"Done."

Exchanging a look, the Battle Dao Sovereign and Bi’an also produced their entire savings.

A short while later.

Ye Li sold six innate essence gems.

He acquired thirty trillion divine stones.

Li Ruoyu watched with envy.

"In this way, it isn’t just ten trillion Hongmeng points," Ye Li thought to himself.

"This thing is truly extraordinary."

Holding an innate essence gem, the Battle Dao Sovereign’s injuries healed instantly, and his depleted mana immediately recovered to fullness, returning to his peak.

"With one innate essence gem, I can deduce a tiny secret of the Dao Clan from it," Ying Ziyu murmured in her heart.

"Let’s go."

Bi’an said solemnly, "Those fellows have already gone ahead of us and likely reached the deepest part of the ancestral land. If we’re late, we won’t even get a drop."

"So what are we waiting for?"

The Battle Dao Sovereign raised his arm in a rallying cry and led the disciples of the Immortal Palace of All Laws charging toward the depths.

"Junior Sister Ying."

Ye Li walked alongside Ying Ziyu and said with a smile, "This junior brother of mine is named Li Ruoyu. He used to be a Heavenly Emperor Supreme Lord. What do you think?"

Without turning her head, Ying Ziyu smiled and said, "A fine-looking and capable person."

"Do you think he’s a good match for your master?" Ye Li added.

"…"

Ying Ziyu halted, her face full of shock.

"Senior Brother, this young lady dare not comment on my master’s affairs."

After a long while, Ying Ziyu finally gathered her wits.

"My Dao Ancestor has said that once this journey ends, he’ll bring betrothal gifts to Luoyang to propose marriage," Ye Li said with a chuckle.

Ying Ziyu had nothing to say.

Along the way.

The two of them talked about the topic of Celestial Lord Linglong.

"Senior Brother, I’ll go ahead," Ying Ziyu said, her scalp tingling, unable to stay any longer. She feared she couldn’t hold back and would strike Ye Li.

It must be known.

If she acted, only she would die.

Watching the group move away, Li Ruoyu wondered suspiciously, "Brother Li, all was going well; why did she suddenly leave?"

Li Ruoyu’s eyes darted over Ye Li, and with a strange, teasing grin, he joked, "Could it be that you’ve taken a fancy to her?"

"I haven’t taken a fancy to her."

Ye Li said, "But I know you’ve taken a fancy to her master."

Li Ruoyu smiled faintly.

"So, I’m building up goodwill for you," Ye Li said.

"…"

Li Ruoyu forced a bitter smile.

The sky in the ancestral land had no distinction between day and night.

After an unknown amount of time.

The group finally arrived at the land’s end.

The end was a stone tablet.

There was no road ahead.

It seemed like a heavenly wall blocked the path forward.

"Is this the end?" a Dao Sovereign exclaimed in surprise. "The Dao Clan’s ancestral land is really such a small world?"

They hadn’t been in the Dao Clan’s ancestral land for more than ten days.

"This tablet has words on it."

Everyone’s gaze fell upon the stone tablet.

The stone tablet was gray in color, with an ancient texture, made from unknown material, but it radiated an extremely old aura. Each stroke and curve told of the weathering of time.

It stood on the ground, only three zhang high.

Ye Li’s gaze was also drawn to it, and he couldn’t help looking at the stone tablet.

At first glance, one could see a line of extremely conspicuous large characters.

This line was written in the language of innate gods, with heavy brushstrokes, each stroke carrying an indescribable mystical aura, stirring awe and curiosity in anyone who saw it.

"Dao creates one, one creates two, two creates three, three creates all things."