Chapter 640

Chapter 640: Heavenly Dao Watching, New Guests Arrive

Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

Mu Fanyin, Yu Wuxia, and Qin Yi had returned.

Yu Wuxia observed the pavilion in the sky, her eyes shining with intrigue. Heaven’s Secret Pavilion had been in the yang realm for about two or three years, which she had long known, but today was her first visit.

However, she wasn’t there to trade, but to pledge allegiance.

"Daoist friend Yu, the Master is approachable; you need not worry," Mu Fanyin said with a light laugh, leading Yu Wuxia and Qin Yi into Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"I pay my respects to the Master," Qin Yi half-kneeled.

"Young lady Yu Wuxia, I greet the Master," Yu Wuxia said, curtsying respectfully.

"Master, I have fulfilled my mission successfully," Mu Fanyin smiled. "This time, not only did I bring Qin Yi back safely, but I also recruited a strong general for you."

"Good, good," Ye Xu praised. "I will note this in the merit book. Later, I will have Yi Tianxing allocate a reward for you."

"You both, please rise."

"Thank you, Master," Yu Wuxia and Qin Yi stood up.

"Daoist friend, as a disciple of Primordial Dao God, you are joining Heaven’s Secret Pavilion; aren’t you afraid he will settle accounts?" Ye Xu asked, a strange light in his eyes.

"Master, you are mistaken," Yu Wuxia said. "Though with my teacher’s guidance and help, I found the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture and cultivated to become a Dao Ancestor, my bond with him is just that much."

"During the last crisis at Yuqing Palace, I was only invited by senior brother Xuan Ancestor to block Daoist friend Mu, forced to act against my will."

"I request the Master’s understanding and forgiveness."

"A minor matter," Ye Xu did not care at all.

"Working under me, there are not many rules to bind you," Ye Xu said lightly. "Now, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is short-handed. Later, you and Mu Fanyin will go to Tianxia Imperial Palace for Yi Tianxing to assign you a position."

"Yes," Yu Wuxia nodded gently.

"Master, this time the Yuan Emperor also appeared," Mu Fanyin said. "However, he did not forcibly seize the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture, likely fearing Heaven’s Secret Pavilion’s power."

Ye Xu’s expression changed slightly. Zhuge Qinmo had entered the yang realm and caused much trouble in just over a month; it was certainly related to Yuan Emperor Palace.

"No need to mind him," Ye Xu smiled.

"Now, the Reincarnation Heavenly Book is with Luo Qianchen, the Book of Time has merged into the yin and yang realms, the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture is at Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, and six other heavenly books remain unaccounted for."

Yu Wuxia pondered and said, "In my view, someone will likely focus on those six heavenly books."

"Let them fight."

Ye Xu remained unmoved. If anyone wished to ally themselves with Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, he would welcome them with open arms.

After all, he held the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture, and the imminent fusion of the yin and yang realms was a problem impossible to circumvent.

"Qin Yi."

"Your subordinate is here."

Boom!

With a mere thought from Ye Xu, the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture flew out from Qin Yi’s Purple Palace. On the scripture lay a profound sealing technique, embodying the essence of ten thousand Daos, uniquely mysterious and wondrous.

That was the power of the Primordial Dao God.

"Is the fusion of essence, energy, and spirit into Dao One the path? The power of the Primordial Dao God, however, is pure Dao… Could this be the secret to Ascending to Dao One?" Ye Xu pondered.

Is Dao One the state achieved by honing one power to its ultimate extreme?

Or is it possessing absolute uniqueness?

Observing the divine might of the Primordial Dao God, a conjecture arose in Ye Xu’s heart.

"Likely, it encompasses both," he murmured softly.

Throughout the ages, countless geniuses had emerged—figures like Zhuge Qinmo, Emperor Ling, even the Dao Ancestor Taiyi himself—all possessing the potential for Dao One. Yet they had squandered endless eons, unable to attain it.

If Dao One possessed uniqueness, it would perfectly explain this.

"Now, I shall help you refine the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture. As for whether you can Ascend to Dao Ancestor… that depends on your own destiny." Ye Xu smiled.

"Thank you, Master!" Qin Yi replied, voice trembling with excitement.

Hoooo!

Ye Xu channeled his spiritual power. In the blink of an eye, he obliterated the Primordial Dao God’s seal. Instantly, the power within the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture erupted, its pages flipping rapidly.

This book seemed as vast as a universe. The power of the Hongmeng Dao radiated from its pages, sweeping through the cosmic void, transforming everything into the Hongmeng form.

Within the primordial chaos, the Five Innate Elements evolved, revealing the profound mysteries of the cosmos.

Shua!

In almost an instant, Qin Yi was ensnared by a terrifying power. Unable to resist, his entire being was sucked into the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture.

Yu Wuxia’s heart tightened.

"Do not worry," said Mu Fanyin. "With the Master here, he will be unharmed."

Shua! Shua! Shua!

The Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture flipped incessantly. Ancient Dao chants intoned in the ears of those present, and countless archaic characters rose from its pages, manifesting various extraordinary phenomena.

Boom!

Ye Xu urged the power of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, and a mysterious light streaked down from the heavens, cleaving into the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture.

One by one, the characters on the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture returned to the tome. Five profound forces twined together and merged into Qin Yi’s five Great Dao Worlds.

Within the cosmos of the book, Qin Yi’s cultivation surged explosively. In an instant, he ascended from the Celestial Lord Realm to the Great Celestial Sovereign level.

"[Huh?]"

In that moment, Ye Xu sensed an immense power—within the Heavenly Scripture, it felt like an eye was peering at him.

"[Is it the Dao of heaven?]" Ye Xu thought to himself.

"[What a pity, you daren’t descend into Heaven’s Secret Pavilion either.]"

Ye Xu sincerely wished the Dao of heaven would descend.

Catching It would guarantee an Ascend to Dao One, without a doubt. He might even reach realms far higher.

"[This truly is auspicious…]" Yu Wuxia murmured to herself, heart filled with joy.

Back in the Dao Clan, how many had envied Luo Qianchen’s fortune?

Yet today, Qin Yi, with Ye Xu’s aid, refined the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture and now possessed hope of advancing to Dao Ancestor. This was truly reaching the pinnacle in a single step.

After an unknown span of time, Qin Yi stepped out from within the book. The Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture closed and fell into his grasp.

"Your servant kowtows in gratitude to the Master!"

Qin Yi knelt upon the ground and kowtowed deeply towards Ye Xu.

From this day forth, he had mastered the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture and would never again live in fear of being devoured by it.

"[Still just a Great Celestial Sovereign?]" Mu Fanyin frowned. "[How can he still be a Great Celestial Sovereign?]"

"[Ascending to Dao Ancestor is hardly that simple?]" Ye Xu chuckled. "[However, now that he has refined the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture, he will surely advance within two years.]"

"[By that time, his strength won’t be inferior to yours.]"

Mu Fanyin remained noncommittal.

The Nine Great Heavenly Books were, after all, the world’s supreme epochal treasures.

Qin Yi was the Scripture’s manifestation. Merged as one with the Hongmeng Heavenly Scripture, his power would naturally surpass that of an ordinary Dao Ancestor.

Qin Yi was thoroughly content with this outcome.

Without Ye Xu, even survival would have been a distant dream.

"[You two, come with me.]"

Mu Fanyin looked towards Yu Wuxia and Qin Yi.

"Master, your disciple and your disciple’s disciple shall take their leave first," Yu Wuxia said respectfully.

"[Go.]"

Ye Xu stated.

The trio departed Heaven’s Secret Pavilion together.

"[How strange.]"

Ye Xu murmured to himself as he approached the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. He gazed skyward, seemingly trying to locate the source of the Dao of Heaven’s power.

However, he found nothing.

The Dao of Heaven could be said to be omnipresent, yet it deliberately avoided the Seventy-Two Domains.

Clearly, even the Dao of Heaven knew how formidable the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was.

It was just like in the lower realm; after the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion had been open for so long, the Heavenly Son could only steer clear of its influence. Only in the most dire, impossible circumstances would he dare enter the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

In the eyes of the world, the Dao of Heaven was invincible.

But in the eyes of the Dao of Heaven, the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was even more terrifying.

Since he couldn’t find it, Ye Xu couldn’t be bothered to dwell on it any longer.

"Xixi, come play a game with me," Ye Xu said with a smile.

"Okay!" Xixi was delighted. She could crush a newbie again.

The Master’s power was unmatched, but on the Go board, he was a complete novice, almost as bad as Zhuge Qinmo.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ye Xu was defeated.

"Can’t you just let me win?" Ye Xu said helplessly.

"Huh…" Xixi was dumbstruck.

"Boring," Ye Xu sighed.

The world of cultivation was wondrous, but for someone as lazily idle as himself, it wasn’t that friendly.

After all, how much meaning was left in life if he couldn’t watch anime or play video games?

"Maybe I should write a novel?" the thought popped into Ye Xu’s mind.

It wasn’t like he was short on time.

…

Eternal Emperor City.

A man moved through the throng of people, passed through the city gate, and disappeared into the bustling streets.

The streets teemed with crowds, jammed with carriages and horses, filled with the clamor of the mortal world.

"Boss, make me a sugar figurine. Shape it like a dragon," the man stopped at a roadside stall and pulled out a Primordial divine stone, handing it to the vendor.

"Right away!"

In a short while, a vivid red dragon, outlined in brown sugar, appeared.

The man gave it a lick; sweetness filled his throat.

"How could anything in the heavens compare to this delight?"

"Mortals envy the immortals, not knowing the mortal world holds truer beauty?" A touch of naive sincerity shone on the man’s refined features. While he sucked on the sugar figurine, his eyes drifted towards the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion floating high in the sky.

However, he didn’t head there immediately.

The man wandered through the Eternal Emperor City, sampling every local delicacy the city had to offer. Only after seven full days did he finally approach the floating jade steps.

As he ascended the steps, a trace of seriousness settled on his youthful face.

He adjusted his robes, brushed off the dust, and bowed deeply towards the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"Mo Wangshu seeks an audience with the Master of the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."