Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Killing Him Is Necessary for Peace of Mind

Bai Muyue’s face turned ashen. The divine dragon she revered most, the supreme existence at the end of the Great Dao, had just been subdued by the youth before her in the blink of an eye.

Though it was merely a wisp of Great Dao imprint, not even cultivators at the pinnacle of Immortal King cultivation could accomplish such a feat.

Moreover, Ye Xu appeared wholly at his leisure, as if he’d performed an utterly insignificant task.

"Go back and ask the White Emperor," Ye Xu said lightly. "Should he wish to enter my Heaven’s Secret Pavilion and serve me, I can reserve a position for him."

"This junior… will faithfully convey your words," Bai Muyue replied, her voice trembling.

"If there’s nothing else, you may leave now."

Ye Xu issued his dismissal.

"Yes."

Not daring to linger a moment longer, Bai Muyue bolted from the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion as though granted a pardon the instant she heard Ye Xu’s words.

"These fellows truly have hard skulls," Ye Xu sighed.

The Xuanfu Palace, the True Martial God Sect, the Dark Emperor and White Emperor—all were the same.

Fortunately, all it took was a single thought from him, requiring no effort at all.

After one cup of tea, a streak of light flew into the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion—it was his Second Primordial Spirit Avatar without a doubt.

Immediately, countless immortal herbs streamed into Ye Xu’s Purple Palace, while an endless supply of spiritual liquid from the Yao Pool was poured into a gourd by Ye Xu.

"System, exchange."

Ding!

[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained 600 million heavenly secrets points.]

A faint disappointment touched Ye Xu. "Better than nothing, I suppose."

Nowadays, a few hundred million heavenly secrets points were but a drop in the bucket for his cultivation. To break through to the Immortal Venerable realm would require hundreds of billions of heavenly secrets points.

With a mere thought, Ye Xu appeared within a separate Time and Space. Tai Sui’s massive form wriggled incessantly, splitting repeatedly in an attempt to fracture the Immortal King’s power of the Great Dao and ease its injury.

Yet even with Tai Sui’s infinite fission ability, its agony remained acute.

"Let me help you heal." Ye Xu channeled his magic power, summoning the Heaven’s Secret Pavilion’s strength. A beam of seven-colored divine light descended from above, enveloping Tai Sui.

Boom!

In that instant, the power of the Great Dao plaguing Tai Sui vanished entirely, as if it never existed.

Tai Sui let out a low roar, its vigor restored instantly. Its fragmented pieces began merging, and it even rubbed its head affectionately against Ye Xu.

Ye Xu activated his Creation Divine Eyes, gazing deep into Tai Sui.

Instantly, every microscopic structure of its body and every divine pattern webbed within its Great Dao became utterly transparent to him.

After a long while, Ye Xu frowned slightly and murmured, "It seems I overthought things. Even if Tai Sui endlessly devoured resources, it could never transcend."

As a Primordial being, its flesh and primordial spirit were one. Within its body lay an invisible restraint—a seal that, while granting it the gift of infinite fission, simultaneously bound its growth.

Upon reaching a certain threshold, it would inevitably hit its limit.

The extinction of Primordial beings stemmed largely from this: their inability to further evolve, juxtaposed with each one’s ravenous consumption of vast resources.

More importantly, Primordial beings could not grasp the Dao. Their power came from the world, and this was the most crucial factor preventing them from transcending the world.

A being with only combat techniques but no wisdom in cultivation would ultimately be eliminated by the times.

"Is this the legendary Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"

At the same time, outside Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, a voice rang out. Zhong Ling, daughter of the Human Emperor, arrived outside Heaven’s Secret Pavilion with five true immortals from the Zhong Clan, surveying the place.

"This place is unfathomable," the elder of the Zhong Clan said solemnly.

He could not see through Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, but he had an intuition that this seemingly simple pavilion probably hid an extremely terrifying presence.

As the rumors said, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion was the number one forbidden ground of the Yuan Realm and even all realms.

"This Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is truly mysterious," one true immortal sighed.

"I never imagined that such a force surpassing all established powers would emerge in the lower realm," another true immortal said solemnly.

Zhong Ling spoke up: "All of you stay outside. This palace will go in alone to meet the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion and see if he is as extraordinary as the legends say."

"Your Highness, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is mysterious and unpredictable. You must be careful," the five true immortals said in unison.

"Rest assured, Heaven’s Secret Pavilion is a place of business. As long as this palace doesn’t act recklessly, it shouldn’t make things difficult for me," Zhong Ling said lightly.

Moreover, she had no grudge against Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, so why would the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion trouble her?

She walked into Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, but the interior was empty.

"Why is there no one?" Zhong Ling frowned slightly, her pretty brows knitting as she scanned the room. She discovered the furnishings were simple, like an ordinary pavilion, and saw nothing mystical.

But faintly, it seemed as if a pair of eyes was watching her in secret, making Zhong Ling feel somewhat stifled.

She observed Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, and vaguely she could perceive a trace of mystery. Yet, upon closer inspection, she found nothing extraordinary at all.

It was very strange.

"The Seven Immortals of Cloud Capital and the master of the Temple of Ten Thousand Paths just left, and Daoist friend Zhong Ling arrives immediately. You all are really in sync," a voice came, and Ye Xu appeared out of thin air.

He sat on a grandteacher’s chair and looked at Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling shuddered all over.

Ye Xu had suddenly appeared without her detecting any trace. If he intended to kill her, she would already be in a life-or-death situation.

The master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion lived up to his reputation.

"The Seven Immortals of Cloud Capital? The Temple of Ten Thousand Paths?" Zhong Ling furrowed her brows, a shadow of gloom flashing in her eyes.

These people were all on her kill list.

"Did they just leave?" Zhong Ling’s killing intent surged.

As for the Seven Immortals of Cloud Capital and Gu Daojin and his disciple, she bore deep hatred for them.

Especially "Ye Qing Xuan," she had sworn to hunt down "Ye Qing Xuan" no matter where he fled and execute him.

"Daoist friend, the Seven Immortals of Cloud Capital and Gu Daojin are now my men at Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. If you seek revenge, you can come to me," Ye Xu saw through her thoughts and said with a light smile.

Zhong Ling’s face changed abruptly.

"Can you see through this palace’s mind?" Zhong Ling questioned him.

Ye Xu did not reply. He stirred slightly in thought, and the avatar of Li Ruoshui appeared. He gave an order: "Serve tea."

"It’s you!" Zhong Ling stared fixedly at Li Ruoshui, her killing intent flaring instantly.

But in an instant, Zhong Ling’s eyes showed deep confusion. "No, your body doesn’t have the aura of the Immortal King realm. This is just an avatar."

After understanding the truth, Zhong Ling grew even more puzzled.

How could Li Ruoshui’s avatar be in Heaven’s Secret Pavilion? And serving as a maid?

"Daoist friend Li once provoked Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. I merely imprisoned her avatar here as a small punishment," Ye Xu said indifferently.

"Daoist friend Zhong Ling carries the mission to restore the Ancient Divine Court. I imagine you don’t want to waste time idly at Heaven’s Secret Pavilion?"

As soon as he spoke, a chill ran down Zhong Ling’s spine.

This was a warning.

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Zhong Ling asked coldly. "Could it be you also want to keep this palace here as a maid?"

Ye Xu chuckled. "Not at all. After all, a visitor is a guest. I run a business; how could I simply imprison guests?"

"Let the conflict between the Seven Immortals of Cloud Capital and the others with you fade away with the wind."

Zhong Ling’s expression turned ugly.

Ye Xu’s attitude was very clear: he was forcing her to settle it. If she dared say no, the fate of Li Ruoshui’s avatar might be her own cautionary example.

Zhong Ling looked coldly at Ye Xu, her thoughts racing as she weighed the pros and cons.

Ye Xu did not care and sipped his tea on his own, waiting for Zhong Ling’s response.

"There is one person this palace cannot spare," Zhong Ling said coldly. "Even if it means opposing Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, this palace must execute that villain."

"If I don’t kill this person, this palace’s mind won’t be at ease."