Chapter 622

Chapter 622: Unearned Attainment

Canglan Immortal Domain.

The Leader of the Dao Clan was riding a Colorful Phoenix, flying towards Heaven’s Secret Pavilion alongside Luo Qianchen.

After a period of cultivation, Luo Qianchen had gradually refined the Primordial Qi. Her cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Celestial Lord realm. She was only one step away from advancing to the Great Celestial Lord.

"Leader," Luo Qianchen said with a serious expression, "The yin and yang realms have taken the first step in merging. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth has surged violently, and my cultivation is also increasing explosively."

For Luo Qianchen, the changes in heaven and earth were felt by her most profoundly.

After all, she was not only the Spirit of the Heavenly Book but also controlled the Reincarnation Heavenly Book, and she contained the Primordial Qi. One could say she was uniquely blessed by heaven and earth.

"That is a good thing."

The Leader of the Dao Clan smiled. "If you can completely refine the Reincarnation Heavenly Book and the Primordial Qi, and ascend to Dao Ancestor in the future, you will certainly hold a place of prominence in the world."

"Though you say that," Luo Qianchen frowned, "It is now rumored that the Heavenly Books are related to the merging of the yin and yang realms… If that day truly comes…"

"Do not worry."

Leader Luo Yunkong said, "Focus on your cultivation. I will arrange everything for you."

"Yes."

Luo Qianchen nodded gently.

She trusted the Dao Clan.

If the power of the Dao Clan couldn’t help her, she could only accept her fate.

The Colorful Phoenix descended upon Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

As it had in the past, it set down the two individuals, then flew towards the Canglan Divine Tree to roost there.

"This humble elder, Luo Yunkong, Leader of the Dao Clan, seeks an audience with the Master."

Luo Yunkong bent at the waist as he spoke.

"Enter."

Ye Xu was watching Luo Nishang and Xixi play Go. The two were locked in a fierce back-and-forth struggle, while he observed with keen interest, absorbing techniques on the sidelines.

"Junior pays respects to the Master," Luo Qianchen said.

"It hasn’t been that long since we last met, yet the progress in your cultivation is quite significant," Ye Xu said with a smile.

Luo Qianchen replied, "The speed of this junior’s cultivation owes much to the Master’s blessings."

"If the Master had not assisted my clan to open our ancestral land, how could I possibly have achieved this level?"

Ye Xu chuckled.

"Please sit first."

The two slowly sat down.

"The Master recently acted decisively to reverse a critical situation, truly admirable for this old man," Luo Yunkong offered a compliment. "Seeing now, the Master not only possesses vast divine abilities but also a compassionate heart, truly a blessing for all living beings."

"Daoist friend," Ye Xu said, "speak directly. There’s no need to beat around the bush."

Luo Yunkong gave an awkward smile. "The purpose of this humble one’s visit is to ascertain one matter, to set this old heart at ease."

"Whether the Dao master lives or dies?"

Ye Xu wore an enigmatic smile.

"The Master is ever wise." Luo Yunkong replied awkwardly. Emperor Ling’s words had unsettled him, and after much reflection, he still chose to visit Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

Ye Xu’s assurance acted like a comforting sweet dumpling.

"Foretelling his life or death is as simple as turning over one’s palm," Ye Xu chuckled. "Yet, Daoist friend, did you travel all this way merely to learn whether he breathes?"

"I can reveal his whereabouts too."

Luo Yunkong felt tempted.

"Ahem…"

Luo Qianchen coughed lightly. "Elder Luo, did you bring abundant treasures?"

"Master," Luo Yunkong inquired, "How many divine stones would unveil our Ancestor’s location?" Should the price prove fair, he wouldn’t mind striking a deal.

"System, quote."

Last time, the Witch Clan sought the Witch Master’s whereabouts for three hundred trillion Hongmeng points.

Were the Dao master alive, the cost should soar far higher.

[Two thousand trillion Hongmeng points.]

Ye Xu remained unruffled by the sum.

"Daoist friend," Ye Xu reclined leisurely in his armchair, "for three thousand trillion divine stones, I shall disclose every secret you crave."

"Three thousand trillion?"

Luo Yunkong’s heart clenched.

"Too steep," Luo Qianchen clicked her tongue.

"In that case," Ye Xu smiled, "I’ll simply foretell the Dao master’s fate for you."

"My gratitude, Master."

Luo Yunkong could only settle for second best.

A thought occurred to Ye Xu. "Five hundred trillion divine stones."

"I shall reveal the Dao master’s life or death within a quarter-hour."

"Five hundred trillion…" Luo Yunkong frowned, then nodded. "I implore the Master’s assistance."

He channeled his magical energy, summoning artifact after artifact.

Twelve Celestial Lord treasures materialized.

"System, exchange."

Ding!

[Congratulations, Host! Five hundred trillion Hongmeng points acquired.]

"Hahaha…"

"Free money!"

Ye Xu’s heart bloomed with joy within him.

The Dao master’s whereabouts, valued at seven times that of the Witch Master, clearly meant he wasn’t yet dead. Since that was the case, why should he rely on the system and let it fleece him?

A few moments later, Ye Xu said earnestly, "The Dao master is still among the living."

"Hah…"

Hearing this, a heavy stone lifted from Luo Yunkong’s heart.

Luo Qianchen’s expression turned peculiar.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that she’d been set up this time.

"As long as the Ancestor endures, our clan shall endure within this world," Luo Yunkong thought inwardly.

A single Dao One powerhouse was enough to suppress all the riffraff in the world.

With the Dao master alive, the Dao Clan would never decline.

"Miss Luo," Ye Xu said with a gentle smile, "Now that the yin and yang realms have merged, and you carry the Heavenly Book, surely… aren’t you curious about the concrete connection between the Heavenly Book and the merging of the yin and yang realms? We are old acquaintances, after all. I can offer you a discounted price."

Luo Qianchen looked on with disbelief.

"Master, matters concerning the Heavenly Book have already been arranged for me by our Clan Head. Thank you for your concern," Luo Qianchen replied with a smile.

Ye Xu wore a look of regret.

"Master, this old man has obtained the answer he sought. I shall take my leave now," Luo Yunkong clasped his hands and bid farewell, leaving the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion together with Luo Qianchen.

"Need to think of a way to earn a bit of loose coin," Ye Xu murmured to himself.

Waiting for the meat to come knocking on the door just wasn’t sustainable.

…

The pair walked out of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, summoned the Colorful Phoenix, and prepared to fly back to the Dao Clan.

"Clan Head, it’s people from the Witch Clan,"

A bone ship approached them head-on, radiating a wild, domineering aura. An old man clad in animal-skin hide stood at the bow, his temples frosted with white hair. It was none other than Wu Xuan.

He seemed to have aged significantly.

The death of the Witch Master had dealt an immense blow to the entire Witch Clan.

Wu Tianyue stood beside him, her expression equally grim and silent.

"Daoist brother,"

The Colorful Phoenix halted mid-air. Luo Yunkong gazed at Wu Xuan and sighed with feeling, "Only a few days apart, and you have aged so very much…"

"Clan Head Luo," Wu Tianyue saluted respectfully.

Luo Qianchen also bowed slightly towards Wu Xuan.

"Daoist Luo, you emerged just now from Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?" Wu Xuan inquired.

"I came to ask about the life and death of the Ancestor."

"What was the result?"

Wu Xuan immediately said.

"The Ancestor is still alive," Luo Yunkong said with a laugh.

"Congratulations."

Wu Xuan’s expression was rather complicated.

Luo Qianchen was astonished.

Worthy of congratulations?

"Daoist brother, you are also going to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, right?" Luo Yunkong’s eyes moved slightly, as Wu Xuan’s purpose was clear to anyone not blind.

Wu Xuan nodded.

"That schemer, since he dared to strike against the Witch Master, must have unimaginable power," Luo Yunkong said solemnly. "Under such circumstances, why waste your wealth?"

"Now the Witch Clan has been severely weakened and faces a resource shortage. Why not use it to nurture the younger generation?"

Hearing this, Wu Tianyue looked at Wu Xuan.

What Luo Yunkong said made a lot of sense.

Even if Heaven’s Secret Pavilion were asked to uncover the schemer behind the scenes, it would be futile.

"Don’t trouble yourself over this matter; I have my own judgment."

Wu Xuan didn’t waste words. He piloted the bone ship and flew towards the Eternal Emperor City.

"Alas…"

Luo Yunkong sighed, "Wu Xuan has gone mad…"

"Clan leader, that’s not quite right."

Luo Qianchen’s beautiful eyes flickered as she said, "Disciple thinks he may have other hidden reasons for going to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

"What is your view?"

Luo Yunkong asked in surprise.

"If the Witch Clan has a Dao One powerhouse supporting it in the background," Luo Qianchen said, "then finding the schemer behind the scenes has value. Didn’t you say that with the Witch Master’s death, even Dao One powerhouses feel threatened?"

A thoughtful expression appeared on Luo Yunkong’s face.