Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 275 - 257 Fengyue Star [Seeking Monthly Pass!]

Over the span of twenty years.

The Dutian Xuanming Strategy, like a Taotie, nearly devoured all the discarded Magic Artifacts accumulated over two to three thousand years at the Abandoned Mountain.

At this moment.

From a bird's eye view of the sky, the once cluttered Abandoned Mountain full of discarded Magic Artifacts appeared pocked and hollowed. The ground had sunk to depths near a thousand feet in some areas. These deep pits were compactly filled with discarded Magic Artifacts.

Using the speed of a small mountain every few days, the Dutian Xuanming Strategy consumed two to three thousand years of accumulation in those twenty years. It served as its own sustenance and skyrocketed in power, reaching the Sixth Rank and even approaching the threshold of Seventh-Order.

"It's about time for another disposal of discarded Magic Artifacts in the next few days. The land hadn't sunk so noticeably ten years ago; now, someone should have definitely noticed."

Lu Qingfeng tapped the ground lightly, and the white crane understood and descended.

Concealed deep within the mountains.

He waited quietly.

One day.

Two days.

…

After five days.

"Here they come."

Lu Qingfeng sensed movement and looked up. The sound of "whoosh" filled the air as a mountain-like pile of discarded Magic Artifacts poured down from the sky, crashing into the deep pits.

Lu Qingfeng strained his eyes and saw high above, at ninety thousand feet, a small sailboat floating in the air. Four cultivators stood on it, each holding a sack, opening the bags wide and pouring countless discarded Magic Artifacts down towards the stars beneath them.

Yet they never looked down.

After they were done, the sailboat turned and sailed away from the star automatically, windless.

Lu Qingfeng pursed his lips.

Such perfunctory attitudes from those people, not even bothering for a glance below; truly unexpected.

No choice.

Another ten years of waiting it would be.

…

Ten years later.

"Cultivating amidst the Cosmic Starry Sky is truly tedious."

"In the vast and empty starry void, only the faint glow of the stars breaks the suffocating darkness. Neither touching the sky above nor the ground below, not even a Core Formation True Man would willingly traverse the stars alone; the boredom is indeed extreme."

"The starry sky, oh how Mysterious it is. However, this solitary cultivation among watching the sun, moon, and stars greatly benefits our Cultivation. I feel once I return to the Upper Origin Palace, even the Heart Demon Tribulations would seem insignificant."

"Ha ha! Only through intense suffering can one attain the level of an Upper Immortal. Cultivating amidst the stars isn't without its merits."

Above the Garbage Star.

A narrow sailboat came from beyond the sky and hovered in place. As four cultivators conversed, they poured down countless discarded Magic Artifacts.

After the disposal,

Zhao Cheng withdrew his sack and seemed to see a face. Twisting his head, he took a longer look—

And with that look,

His soul nearly fled!

"Who are you?!"

Zhao Cheng barked loudly, his fingers coming together ready to deploy a talisman.

The other three on the sailboat also reacted, each clutching their talismans, ready to strike.

"I am Guang Yuan, please excuse my intrusion."

Lu Qingfeng smiled, sensing they were about to act, he thought—

Boom!

Thirty-six Xuanming Yin Soldiers appeared behind him, filling the small sailboat inside and out. The collision of armor emitted a crisp sound.

"Act now!"

Thinking the sailors were still uncooperative, someone shouted.

Boom!

With another thought from Lu Qingfeng, seventy-two more Xuanming Yin Soldiers descended, cramming the small sailboat to its full capacity. The armor clanged crisply once more.

Zhao Cheng and the others immediately paused, not daring to activate their talismans.

…

"Upper Origin Palace, Zhao Cheng."

"Upper Origin Palace, Qin De."

"Upper Origin Palace, Lin Han."

"Upper Origin Palace, Mo Xun."

In the cosmos, a sailboat drifted away from the Garbage Star into the depths of the starry sky. Lu Qingfeng stood at the center of the sailboat, facing four cultivators in moon-white robes, each introduced themselves with a bizarre expression.

"Ah, so the four Fellow Daoists are from the Upper Origin Palace, what an honor, truly."

Lu Qingfeng bowed with cupped hands, warmly speaking.

"No need for such courtesy."

"Fellow Daoist, you're too kind."

Zhao Cheng awkwardly smiled, his hands uncertain whether to raise or lower. His gaze flickered behind the so-called 'Guang Yuan', where thirty-six solemn-faced Armored Soldiers stood, each brimming with the peak aura of Spirit Void.

Behind them, seventy-two more Armored Soldiers stood silent, staring blankly into the void.

"Daoist Soldiers."

Bitterness filled Zhao Cheng's eyes.

Although they were from Upper Origin Palace and adept with Talismanic Daoist Skill, after all, they were only at Spirit Void Heart Movement Realm. They might have a chance to escape encountering three to five at Spirit Void Peak.

But a hundred and eight at Spirit Void Peak?

They couldn't escape!

Not to mention the mysterious Daoist before them who had depths unknown.

Zhao Cheng and his companions were very mindful and cooperated well.

"Fellow Daoists, please relax. I have no ill intentions. I was just trapped on that star and had to resort to this measure." Lu Qingfeng explained.

The four exchanged glances, none quite sure how to respond.

Lu Qingfeng didn't mind; he immediately sat down, saying, "Please, have a seat."

Afterward.

He paid them no more mind, instead, gazing around the boundless starry sky, feeling the vastness of the cosmos.

In past and present lives.

Lu Qingfeng had only closely witnessed the starry sky in the 'opening animation' of Primordial, feeling somewhat detached and unreal.

Experiencing it truly, in person, was a first.

The starry sky.

Lonely, hollow, dark.

It was not as lively and interesting as imagined,

yet the initial shock wasn't diminished. Only when situated in the boundless vacuum of the universe did one realize their own insignificance and the grandeur of heaven and earth.

In just a brief moment, Lu Qingfeng felt his state of mind ascend to a new level.

Regaining his composure,

Zhao Cheng, Qin De, and two others had already taken their positions seated in front of Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng smiled at them and began to inquire about the surrounding star domains.

...

The universe is infinitely vast.

In the Black Star Realm, interactions mainly happen within stars themselves.

About a four years' journey from the Garbage Star lies a star called Fengyue Star. Vast with oceans and lands evenly divided, it hosts eleven continents.

Upper Origin Palace.

Qingyun Sect.

Great Xumi Mountain.

These three dominions split Fengyue Star among themselves, each not only having Core Formation True Men stationed but also treasured artifacts to suppress enemies and refined Magic Gates.

Upper Origin Palace, where people like Zhao Cheng come from, is renowned for its expertise in talismans. They are skilled in creating talismans, even able to conjure them out of thin air, truly formidable.

Qingyun Sect and the Great Xumi Mountain each have their own strengths.

The former claims its Thunder Skill to be invincible, inheriting the Shangqing Daoist lineage and wielding the power of thunder.

The latter belongs to the Buddhist Sect, with boundless Buddhist teachings and immeasurable divine powers, containing the true intent to subdue demons and being quite formidable.

Beyond these three sects,

there lie numerous other large and small Sects and countless Cultivation Families, each waiting its turn to rise. Although occasionally a Core Formation True Man emerges, capable of competing with the Three Sects for a short time, or even a prodigiously talented individual who can surpass the Three Sects momentarily.

However, regarding inheritance and depth, none possess the ancient and profound legacy of the Three Sects.

"Overall, on Fengyue Star, three powers stand at the apex while numerous Sects and Cultivation Families intersperse among them, dividing the entire star. Sects with a Core Formation True Man can step out of Fengyue Star to explore the starry expanse."

"Thus, the strong become stronger."

"The Three Sects were the first to rise and also the first to venture into the cosmic starry sky outside the starry domain. They accumulated enough profound legacy initially, securing a foundation that is solid and unshakable."

The ship that Lu Qingfeng had commandeered belonged to one of the Three Sects, the Upper Origin Palace. The four people in front of him were disciples of the Upper Origin Palace.

"Upper Origin Palace excels in talismanic skills, the Magic Gate is refined, indeed worthy of acquisition."

"Qingyun Sect cultivates the Shangqing Thunder Skill and corroborates it with the Thunder Department Magic Gates in the Changqing Realm, which will surely enhance my mastery of Thunder Skill, perhaps even enriching the 'Five Thunder Heart Sutra.'"

"Great Xumi Mountain belongs to the Buddhist Sect, with grand and unfathomable Buddhist teachings. Both Buddha and demons not only dominate in Primordial times but, as rumors say, are also present in Three Mountains and Nine Waters. Sooner or later, I'll encounter them; I must familiarize myself to avoid being caught off guard."

Lu Qingfeng's mind raced.

In this lifetime,

the main goal was to digest and absorb the experiences of this and past lifetimes.

Especially from the Five Directions Realm, where Blood Sea Sky Fall provided countless experiences. Derivation enhancements of Divine Skills from seclusion and understanding were vital, as were combat confirmations.

Garbage from Garbage Star, Lu Qingfeng searched everywhere, undefeated.

The strongest in Fengyue Star were only Core Formation True Men, perfect to practice Divine Skills.

With this thought,

he awaited arrival on Fengyue Star.

It may appear that the ship meandered slowly, but it was incredibly fast, traveling between stars, blinking across countless spaces.

[Magic Artifact: Space Ship]

[Grade: Fifth-Order]

[Description: For traveling in the starry sky, moving between stars, a means of transport, no offensive or defensive power.]

"Space Ship."

"Analyze."

Lu Qingfeng's eyes half-closed, pretending to cultivate but actually analyzing the Space Ship under him.

In the unobstructed starry sky, the Space Ship sped increasingly faster.

In the silent dark universe, time seemed to vanish.

In the blink of an eye.

Four years.

...

"Fellow Daoist Guang Yuan, Fengyue Star is right ahead," Zhao Cheng pointed and said to Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng opened his eyes, stood up, and looked in the direction pointed by Zhao Cheng.

He saw a star, much larger than the Garbage Star, spanning across the universe.

As they got closer, even the outline of the star became unrecognizable, appearing only as a place like Five Directions Realm or Red Smoke Realm, where heaven is round and the earth square.

The Space Ship slowly decelerated, entering the star.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Zhao Cheng and the other three, their expressions unchanged, just as they had been in the four years within the starry sky. A Seven Birds Feather in Lu Qingfeng's sleeve turned to dust, and he smiled inwardly.

He continued to look down.

The Space Ship entered the star, heading towards the land. Far off, on a cluster of islands, he could see groups of palaces, marked with the words "Upper Origin Palace."

"Fellow Daoist, would you care to visit the Upper Origin Palace?" Qin De asked Lu Qingfeng.

"No need."

Lu Qingfeng waved his hand, and as the Space Ship reached midair, he prepared to leap out.

But Zhao Cheng, Qin De, and the other two were faster.

Before Lu Qingfeng could move, they simultaneously blasted backward, each throwing out talismans.

"Seal!"

"Suppress!"

"Block!"

"Eradicate!"

Dozens of talismans bombarded from all sides, covering Lu Qingfeng and one hundred and eight Xuanming Yin Soldiers together. Lu Qingfeng charged out, first causing ripples on the Space Ship to confine him inside. Then dozens of talismans fell, sealing, suppressing, blocking, and annihilating, leaving no gaps on all sides.

"You petty Daoists!"

Lu Qingfeng laughed aloud, his feet transforming—

[Divine Skills: Cloud Summit Step]

[Grade: Normal]

[Derivation Technique: Fifteen times enhanced, three times fused]

[Description: Roam the Netherworld, tread the skies, elusive and unrestrained, roaming freely between heaven and earth]

Enhanced to Divine Skills level, the Cloud Summit Step ignored all seals and suppressions. With a slight misstep, he disregarded the talismans filling the sky and the Space Ship's confinement, appearing directly outside the ship in the void.