Chapter 118

Chapter 118: Prosperous Era or Chaotic Era

Three days later.

As Ye Xu had anticipated, the news of the True Martial God Sect’s downfall swept across the entire Yuan Realm like a tsunami, causing countless qi cultivators to seethe and numerous sects to be shaken.

That vacant treasure land instantly became a fiercely contested ground.

Many top-tier powers dispatched troops to seize the territory of the True Martial God Sect.

The battle situation was extremely brutal.

Daoist Sect.

The white-haired woman arrived at a gazebo. Yuan Daokong, dressed in a blue robe, was leisurely brewing tea. Seeing the white-haired woman arrive, he poured her a cup of tea and said with a gentle smile, "Junior Sister, are you here about the True Martial God Sect matter?"

"The True Martial God Sect has been destroyed. Now, everyone in the Daoist Sect hopes that Senior Brother will agree to let us take action and take over the territory of the True Martial God Sect," the white-haired woman said.

"What’s the situation now?" Yuan Daokong asked.

Since the destruction of the True Martial God Sect, he had been passing days leisurely in the back mountain, brewing tea, fishing, and farming, hardly resembling the leader of a top-tier power.

"The Pure Yang Heavenly Sect, the Blood Demon Cult, and the Heavenly Sound Palace are all fighting each other, and the Central Region has become a chaotic mess,"

The white-haired woman said solemnly, "All these sects have come to the Daoist Sect, wanting it to take charge of the overall situation. But because you, Senior Brother, avoided meeting them, they felt that the Daoist Sect didn’t want to bother with this matter, so they fought fiercely."

"Let them fight."

Yuan Daokong sipped the tea, his gaze indifferent, and said, "As long as Bai Yuehong is not eliminated, even if they gain the territory of the True Martial God Sect, they will face reckoning in the future."

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?" the white-haired woman asked in confusion.

"I have more important things to do."

Yuan Daokong looked grave and said, "Before our master passed away, he used plum blossom fortune-telling to deduce the fortunes of the Yuan Realm, predicting that a great change would occur in this life cycle."

"If this is true, the Daoist Sect must prepare ways to handle it."

"Therefore, I wish to visit Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

The white-haired woman frowned slightly. This matter was a top secret in the Daoist Sect, known only to the two of them, but no one could confirm its truth.

"Should we notify Gui Qinghe and have him accompany you?" the white-haired woman asked.

"No need."

Yuan Daokong smiled, and his figure gradually faded away.

A few hours later, Yuan Daokong, dressed in a thin blue robe and appearing like a frail scholar, entered Linglong City. After such a long time, this was his first visit to Linglong City.

Yuan Daokong entered Heaven’s Secret Pavilion.

"Who are you?"

Yang Xuanzhan looked at Yuan Daokong and asked, "Are you looking for my lord?"

"You must be Yang Xuanzhan, right?"

Yuan Daokong smiled and said, "I’ve heard about you—you were the former Palace Master of the Xuanfu Palace, and now you belong to Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

Yang Xuanzhan furrowed his brows.

"The guest has arrived, why aren’t you serving the tea yet?"

A reprimanding voice sounded as Ye Xu appeared with a displeased expression.

He had just returned from instructing Ye Xian’er in her cultivation. Having obtained the creation jade marrow, not only was the young girl advancing rapidly in cultivation, but her innate talent and comprehension had also improved remarkably.

At his own expense, Ye Xu had exchanged for a volume of "Transcendent Profound Dao Scripture," urging Ye Xian’er to abandon the Tianxin Sect’s heart technique and instead cultivate the new scripture.

Within just a few days, she had regained her previous level of cultivation. Though her actual cultivation stage remained unchanged, her combat strength had surged immensely since switching techniques.

"Dao Master of the Dao Sect, we’ve been awaiting you for days. You’ve finally arrived," Ye Xu said with a smile. "Please, take a seat."

The two sat down, and Yang Xuanzhan immediately served tea.

"Senior knew I was coming?" Yuan Daokong expressed surprise.

Ye Xu nodded slightly.

"Lian Jiuyou visiting the Dao Sect to recruit your help was all within my expectations. Now that the True Martial God Sect has been dealt with, it’s only natural you’d come to visit."

"Truthfully, some connection exists between the Dao Sect and myself."

The very first business conducted by Heaven’s Secret Pavilion came from Qi Hongchou of the Tianxin Sect.

And the Tianxin Sect was originally a branch lineage of the Dao Sect.

Furthermore, subsequent visitors like Qi Qingsi, Qin Haishan, the Mu brothers (Mu Yunsheng), Fu Tianxing and his wife, Gui Qinghe, and others could all be considered members of the Dao Sect.

Yuan Daokong was completely lost.

As the Dao master, he naturally had little time to concern himself with such trivial details.

Yuan Daokong offered a faint smile and said, "Senior previously provided intelligence that allowed our Dao Sect to eliminate Qin Zhongdao—a matter of great significance. I haven’t properly expressed my gratitude."

"My visit today is also specifically to thank you."

"That little thing? Hardly worth mentioning."

Since Yuan Daokong was beating around the bush, Ye Xu couldn’t be bothered to expose his true purpose for the visit.

"Actually, I have another matter to seek Senior’s counsel on today."

Yuan Daokong spoke deliberately, "My master was highly skilled in the art of calculations and once divined that a great change would befall the Yuan Realm—one originating precisely from Godfall Ridge."

"However, tens of thousands of years have passed, and I’ve yet to uncover the specifics. I hope you, Senior, can enlighten me."

Ye Xu’s gaze flickered subtly.

That this previous Dao Sect master could pinpoint the source of the upheaval indicated superior divinatory skill compared to Yue Ruyi.

"The source indeed lies at Godfall Ridge."

Ye Xu swirled his teacup, saying, "How much you learn, however, depends entirely on what you’re prepared to offer."

"Name your price, Senior."

Yuan Daokong had come prepared.

"One Quasi-Emperor Weapon."

Ye Xu raised a single finger.

"Agreed."

Yuan Daokong’s expression eased slightly; his expectations had actually been higher than this.

He immediately produced a small cyan jade sword, its blade covered in dragon scales and hilt shaped like a dragon’s head, with faint draconic roars echoing from it.

Ye Xu accepted the jade sword, exchanged it for heavenly secrets points, then spoke unhurriedly.

"Within Godfall Ridge, the ancient divine clans are sealed away. Did you know this?"

Months earlier, he had already learned this sealed secret through the system.

This Quasi-Emperor Weapon represented pure profit.

"I’ve heard some rumors."

Yuan Daokong nodded.

He had entered Godfall Ridge multiple times, interacted with the Zhu Rong Divine Clan, Ji clan, and Ji clan, even ventured into a Great Emperor’s tomb and encountered sinister entities.

Moreover, he knew Godfall Ridge contained countless small worlds serving as hidden realms for major forces, a place where dragons and snakes mingled.

The former Six Divine Clans were merely ancient divine clans residing in a corner of the Southern Wilderness.

"If they are sealed, there must be a day of release," Ye Xu said with a smile.

"Are they emerging?"

Yuan Daokong shuddered.

Godfall Ridge teemed with ancient divine clans, their numbers vast and power terrifyingly formidable. Take the Ji clan – they had an Emperor Venerable among their ranks, and their current leader was a Great Emperor.

Once they emerged, territories within Yuan Realm would inevitably be redivided.

"Is this the great change coming to Yuan Realm?" Yuan Daokong’s mind went blank; he didn’t even notice tea spilling on him.

"On the day the seal dissolves, Godfall Ridge will return to Yuan Realm,"

Ye Xu elaborated confidently. "The worlds sealed away in the past will merge with Yuan Realm. Its landmass will expand dramatically, and the divine clans will march back into the world of men."

"Spiritual energy across the entire Yuan Realm will reach its zenith."

"I call this the Golden Age."

Ye Xu smiled warmly, imagining a scene of magnificent splendor.

Yuan Daokong’s fingers trembled slightly.

To him, this news sounded utterly chilling.

"This is a calamity."

His lips quivered.

Ye Xu frowned.

"When the ancient divine clans emerge, fighting over territories will bring annihilation to established sects; mortals will be like weeds," Yuan Daokong looked at Ye Xu. "Esteemed, this may be Yuan Realm’s golden age, the divine clans’ prosperity, but it certainly won’t be ours."

Ye Xu’s brow furrowed deeper.

Suddenly, he realized his perspective since transmigrating had always been that of a bystander.

"Esteemed, may I know the exact timing of this great change?"

Yuan Daokong steadied himself, asking one final question.

"Eighty-three days."

Ye Xu replied.

"My thanks."

Yuan Daokong bowed before turning to leave.

"Master, I find his words hold some truth."

Yang Xuanzhan, after listening to their conversation and reflecting, spoke up. "Those ancient divine clans once ruled Yuan Realm in antiquity."

"Over countless millennia, the Change of the World has occurred; humans and the demon clan seized power to govern Yuan Realm."

"Once they emerge, their overwhelming strength could completely overturn Yuan Realm, recreating the living conditions of the ancient era."

"But it’s uncertain… perhaps peaceful coexistence is possible…"

Ye Xu’s gaze grew complicated.

If events unfolded as Yuan Daokong feared, it would indeed be an era of chaos.

System, exchange the emperor realm "Creation Heart Sutra" techniques to enhance my strength…

Ye Xu thought internally.

With only saint level power, he’d be mere dust, an insignificant ant, in the approaching new era.

He had to become stronger.

Who knew how far nearly five million heavenly secrets points could elevate him?