Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 329 - 309: Chaos in Heavenly Mechanism Great Power’s Intervention! [Seeking Monthly Passes!]

Galaxy Realm.

Blue Star.

Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged in the Bao Tower Peak, his heart and mind steeped in the Immortal Dao Methods.

To cultivate the "Red Dust Longevity Technique," one must establish their foundation with Spirit Wood.

The higher the quality of the Spirit Wood, the better the foundation establishment effect, with greater lifetime extension. Should one use the legendary Moonlight or Fusang Wood, which are among the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots to establish their foundation, they could, in the blink of an eye, stand and become an immortal, attaining longevity.

Of course.

Such Heaven and Earth Spiritual Roots, which were virtually unique even in the Primordial Era, were beyond Lu Qingfeng's reach.

He decided to set aside the "Red Dust Longevity Technique" for now, focusing instead on comprehending the "Divine Soul Thought Generation Skill."

"To give birth to a Thought from the Divine Soul, one must first separate a thread of the Divine Soul to extend a Divine Sense, and after that, engage in the Visualization of branching thoughts. Though unified as a single entity with the same cognitive process, it is capable of contemplating completely different matters."

This Magic Gate was incomparable to famed techniques like the Second Primordial Spirit or Body Separation, of course.

Yet, within the Primordial Spirit Realm, it was a very common method, nothing out of the ordinary.

But to Lu Qingfeng,

Even the mere division of thought held supremely wonderful utility.

"The mystical nature of 'Primordial' is extraordinary."

"When I log into 'Primordial,' whether it's my physical presence or Divine Soul, both remain within the real world, while only my consciousness enters the game through the Login Ring. Should I master the art of thought division. My true consciousness would oversee the Divine Soul, while another thread of thought enters 'Primordial,' allowing for simultaneous cultivation and gameplay!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes twinkled with mirth.

For a Primordial Spirit Great Cultivator like Yu Shanzi, a divided thread of thought might possess cognitive abilities indistinguishable from the original, yet being only a thread of Divine Thought without the robust support of a Divine Soul, it could not cultivate.

Even the manipulation of High-level Magical Artifacts and Arrays would only permit the most rudimentary of changes.

Practical uses were general, at best.

But Lu Qingfeng was distinct.

By sending just a single thread of thought into the game, where the game also had a body and Divine Soul to house it, this conscious thread of thought, once lodged therein, would have the game's body and Divine Soul to support it—essentially identical to his true body in the physical world.

At that time.

With his consciousness still present in the real world, he could engage in cultivation, Alchemy, Artifact Refining, and so on.

In the game world, with an avatar of thought present, he could also cultivate, perform Alchemy, Artifact Refining, comprehend Cultivation Techniques and skills—without facing the instability and unsustainability akin to rootless duckweed.

"This—"

"Doesn't this amount to an alternative form of Body Separation?!"

With this realization.

A wave of excitement surged within Lu Qingfeng.

As his cultivation level gradually increased.

The time spent in real-world cultivation was ever increasing, and so was the time required to refine high-grade Spirit Pills and High-level Magical Artifacts. Crafting a Lifespan Extension Pill, which belongs to Sixth Rank Spirit Pills, would take Lu Qingfeng, with his deep Alchemy Accomplishment, about half a year to refine.

Let alone Artifact Refining, handling trivial affairs, and so on.

Reality, Game.

The balance established between the two in the early stages was slowly breaking.

Lu Qingfeng had long been concerned, seeking solutions in both the real world and in the game. Unexpectedly, during his unanticipated journey to the Yu Shan Immortal Mansion, he stumbled upon a potential solution.

"Should it succeed, that will be most splendid!"

"Exactly how, only attempts will tell."

...

The Primordial Era does not tally years.

Fifty years in a blink.

An unknown location in the Galaxy Realm.

A Jiao Dragon lay coiled, sleeping heavily, its head drooping, a thread of saliva stretching from its mouth, and sonorous breathing emitting from its nostrils.

Suddenly.

A thunderbolt from the clear sky.

The stars quivered.

"Achoo!"

The Jiao Dragon sneezed, jolting awake.

Peering below, its eyes scanned the void and settled on a Blue Star. Within the star, amidst the overlapping mountains, a Green Robed Daoist burst into the tribulation cloud, turning clouds over rain, treating the Heavenly Tribulation as nothing.

Shape-shifting, revealing an aspect of the Demon God's transformations.

"Eh?"

"It contains a hint of the Heavenly Dao's wonderful method."

The dragon found this curious, and its tail quivered.

"Oops, oops!"

"This isn't right!"

"Indulging in sleep nearly led me to overlook vital matters. This lad is enduring the Four-Nine Tribulation, practicing the Immortal Dao Method. How did he come to this realm?"

The dragon looked up in some trepidation at the sky, relieved at seeing no reaction, and let out a sigh.

Still somewhat apprehensive.

Looking at the Daoist, and peering at the hidden Rebirth Pool upon the Blue Star, its face, quite human-like in expression, betrayed a tinge of conflicted emotions.

"I've been charged by my mentor to guard the Galaxy Realm."

"Yet this Daoist is the Sect Leader's Great Uncle Master—"

Wavering, the tail of the dragon swished, "The Sect Leader has myriad disciples, not likely to concern themselves with a mere Jiedan Mortal Cultivator. The mission from my teacher is more pressing. Better send this mortal cultivator away to avoid implicating my esteemed self!"

His voice echoed in the depths of starry space.

The dragon's slight swish of the tail brought forth boundless Mana, stirring the realms and times of a One Realm, arriving amidst the Blue Star's tribulation clouds in an instant.

...

Blue Star.

Lu Qingfeng charged into the tribulation clouds, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang, and Gonggong—the three Great Demon Gods—manifest intermittently, swallowing clouds and mists, devouring the thunder. Like a dragon dancing amidst lightning, the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, which the Spirit Void Practitioners feared like a tiger, were merely playthings for him to toy with at will.

His body was relentlessly tempered.

His Divine Soul was also transcending.

True Yuan surged, incessantly mounting.

At that moment.

An overwhelming terror descended.

Before Lu Qingfeng could even react, he felt an irresistible force dispersing the tribulation clouds, wrapping around him in mid-air and hurtling him with fierce momentum into the void—

Rip!

The Void shattered.

Amidst the endless, chaotic darkness, Supreme Skill paved the way; Lu Qingfeng saw brilliance effulgent, worlds as numerous as the sands of the Ganges twinkling in the chaotic dark streams like glowworms.

He was catapulted from one such glowworm-like bubble into the dark.

Within moments, he was about to crash into another world, splitting open like an eggshell.

Beyond this world,

A young man stood in the void, holding aloft an emerald green mountain peak.

This individual appeared quite young, no more than eighteen or nineteen, dressed in an azure robe, with a strikingly handsome face. However, his eyes were also a shade of green, and upon closer inspection, each eye contained six pupils, forming a pattern resembling a hexagram.

It was quite bizarre and frightening.

At the sight of Lu Qingfeng, an icy chill ran through his body, freezing his Divine Soul to the core, rendering him unable to utter a single word.

A voice echoed from the void—

"This youth is a disciple of the Sect Leader and my senior uncle. I kindly ask Brother Six Eyes to make a concession."

The young man's eyes flickered as he nodded slightly.

With a wave of his sleeve,

Bubbles resembling chick eggs stirred, enveloping Lu Qingfeng in a surge of mana and lowering him into their midst.

"Thank you, Brother Six Eyes."

The voice in the void sounded indifferent, and its presence vanished from sight.

On the other side,

A great general walked upon the empty air, approaching the young man, his face etched with deadly intent. "Six Eyes, are you so terrified of me that you've called upon that Poison Dragon to aid you?"

The voice reverberated, causing the surrounding space to make way amidst its chaotic currents, not daring to interfere.

The eerie young man responded coldly, "For a treacherous wretch like you, there's no need for outside help!"

Not hitting the face.

Not exposing someone's shortcomings.

When words of 'treacherous wretch' left the eerie youth's lips, it immediately caused the general's face to darken as he retorted with a cold huff, "Nothing but a defeated general under the old master, and still so arrogant! Let me show you the might of my methods!"

Without another word,

The general's form wavered and he suddenly displayed Three Heads and Six Arms, each arm brandishing a weapon, and a Fangtian Halberd bore down upon the eerie young man.

"The punishment of the plow is not yet enough!"

"So be it."

"Let me show you the impressive power of Cuitong Peak!"

Unperturbed, the eerie young man raised the mountain in his hand, smashing it towards the Fangtian Halberd.

Two mighty forces of Great Power clashed in the chaotic gaps between countless realms in the void.

...

"Huff huff!"

"With the Immortal True God and the Eternal God King guarding the Barbarian God Realm, it's as solid as can be. Lucky for me, my mana is limitless. This youth has yet to survive the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulations and is still at the Spirit Void Realm level, fortunately making it suitable to send him in."

Galaxy Realm.

A dragon shook its tail, glancing into the distant void with a wicked grin, "Old Toad and Yin Jiao are at it again. Tsk, tsk, they've been at it for millions of years, truly dull."

Speaking thus, it drooped its eyelids and yawned, "These two blockheads are vying for control of the Barbarian God Realm, a chance abundant in opportunity. For me to send this little Daoist there, it's an enormous stroke of luck that many can't even dream of."

"Once he enters the Barbarian God Realm, whatever happens, that Old Toad, a disciple of the Sect Leader, will take responsibility, and it will no longer concern me."

With this thought, a weight lifted from his heart.

And with that, he felt even more tired.

"Time to rest, time for a regenerative snooze."

The dragon swished its tail and proceeded to sleep soundly.

...

Great Powers clashing in the void, the dragon slumbering in the Galaxy Realm—

All irrelevant to Lu Qingfeng.

As the enveloping mana dissipated, the world transformed before his eyes; Blue Star vanished, replaced by a dark and dreary Earth Realm with neither sun nor moonlight.

"Just now—"

Lu Qingfeng steadied himself, shocked by the change, as if waking from a dream.

The turn of events was completely unexpected.

For over a hundred years, he had diligently cultivated on Blue Star, finally achieving Perfection in the Spirit Void Realm and braving the Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulations to advance to Core Formation. But out of nowhere, a great force cast him beyond the Galaxy Realm into this unknown realm.

The dragon.

The eerie young man.

The armor-clad general.

Lu Qingfeng recalled the brief visions from his swift journey through the void, his mind and thoughts tangled as unruly hemp.

Unable to sort it out, to cut through the mess.

"Must have been the Poison Dragon Venerable, who oversees the Galaxy Realm. But why would such a Great Power take notice of a mere Lower Realm Mortal Cultivator like me?"

"Is it because, on Blue Star, everyone cultivates witchcraft, and I alone practice cultivation?"

Lu Qingfeng furrowed his brows.

But whether it's the dragon that resembles the Poison Dragon Venerable from the Galaxy Realm, or the Great Powers from beyond the void, they were all beyond Lu Qingfeng's level of understanding.

So he chose to gather his thoughts and, for the time being, set them aside.

"Barbarian God Realm."

Surveying his surroundings, he noted desolate mountains and hills, not yet having the chance to check the system prompts.

Then he heard—

Boom boom boom!

A Gale suddenly whipped up from all around.

Tribulation clouds gathered in the sky.

The Four-Nine Heavenly Tribulations that had not yet passed on Blue Star in the Galaxy Realm now pursued Lu Qingfeng here.

"Roar!"

"Divine punishment!"

"Run for your lives!"

Roars of wild beasts and the peculiar cries of odd creatures filled the air around him. Lu Qingfeng, despite being under the impending Heavenly Tribulation, could clearly hear noises from all directions. And right beneath him, a dark green Poison Scorpion, tail raised, was about to climb up his leg.

Startled by the Gale and the tribulation clouds, it suddenly sprang away and vanished.

Lu Qingfeng looked around.

He realized it wasn't just the Poison Scorpion.

All predators hidden in the mountains and beneath the earth, startled, scrambled away.

"Interesting."

Lu Qingfeng became intrigued by this world.

But there was no rush at this moment; the Heavenly Tribulation required immediate attention.

Looking up towards the sky.

As clouds swirled and thunder crackled, Lu Qingfeng stood with his hands clasped behind his back and took a leap, like a Chongxiao Divine Sword piercing straight into the heart of the tribulation clouds.

He faced the Heavenly Tribulation once more!