Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 470 - 446: 3000 Years! Near the West Sea!

Qing Peak Valley had a plan in the making, borrowing treasures from three sources and seeking allies from all around. Without three to five months’ time, they wouldn’t entertain the thought of approaching the East Sea again.

Lu Qingfeng utilized this gap, pouring most of his energy into the Immortal Qin Realm.

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Immortal Qin Realm.

Three thousand years had flashed by.

It had been thirty-three hundred years since Lu Qingfeng had assumed the Investigation God Monarch position.

On this day.

At the Investigation Divine Bureau.

Lu Qingfeng, as usual, was in closed-door cultivation.

The Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill circulated, with mana surging tremendously, vast as rivers and seas, incomparable to Huo Shanzi or Feng Hanzi. If the two stood before him, a single pointed finger from Lu Qingfeng could annihilate both their physical bodies and Primordial Spirits, leaving them with no chance of survival.

Merit Bright Light!

First-Grade Divine Position!

Endless cultivation resources!

Over the past three thousand years, Lu Qingfeng’s cultivation had skyrocketed uncontrollably within the game. Starting from the Nourishing God Realm, through the Divinity Transformation to forge his Primordial Spirit, and attaining the Soul Emergence Realm, he then fortified his Primordial Spirit and crafted his Dharma Image, until eventually, his Primordial Spirit was capable of leaving the body to wander freely. He could visit the North Sea by day and Cangwu by dusk, his Divine Skills boundless.

Five hundred years ago.

He finally had an epiphany and ascended to the Unification Realm.

Since then.

Cultivating his physical body, Primordial Spirit, and Dharma Image, uniting the three as one, he was only awaiting the final step of crafting the Primordial Spirit Dharma Body and grasping the mysteries of the Great Dao, to advance to the Mahayana True Immortal Realm.

The cultivation of the Primordial Spirit was ever more esoteric and indescribable.

And it was fraught with peril.

Like in the Unification Realm.

The fusion of the physical body, Primordial Spirit, and Dharma Image was exceedingly challenging. One must possess a profound Dao ability and a certain comprehension of the physical body, Primordial Spirit, mana, and the Great Dao Heavenly Mechanism to succeed.

Otherwise, it would be unstable.

Forced fusion could even lead to a regression in cultivation or the peril of death and the disappearing of the Dao.

Not to mention the subsequent grasping of the Great Dao’s mysteries.

Selecting the correct path out of millions of incorrect ones among the myriad paths within heaven and earth required solid accumulation, wisdom, perseverance, and opportunity.

Countless prodigies have been trapped at this hurdle.

Some attempted to force their way through, only to perish completely.

Others tarried, wasting a lifetime without progress.

Lu Qingfeng possessed the Supreme Skill, boundless merit, divine positions, resources at his fingertips, and the freedom to visit any Cultivation Secret Realm. His cultivation conditions were far superior to countless Primordial Spirit Practitioners.

Therefore, his progress was swift.

Not only did he reach the Unification Realm in a mere three thousand years, but even after entering it, his cultivation continued to improve without pause over the next five hundred years.

What countless others struggled to achieve in merging their physical body, Primordial Spirit, and Dharma Image, Lu Qingfeng had long accomplished.

Now.

It was the final step towards advancing to the Mahayana True Immortal Realm where the path was clear, riddled with complexities, leaving Lu Qingfeng momentarily unable to seize a lead, with no clue to begin with.

One should not rush cultivation.

A misstep could be fatal.

"The Ten Thousand Laws and Divine Skills I cultivate are diverse and though many are top-notch in the world, augmenting my means to conquer foes, they become the ultimate barrier when it’s time to advance to True Immortal."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

Such is the nature of fortune and misfortune.

Fortunately, Lu Qingfeng had a long Life Span and with a hundredfold time dilation within the game, ample time allowed him to constantly accumulate and probe. With enough accumulation, ascending to Mahayana was inevitable in time.

"One must not be overly anxious in cultivation."

"Given the current situation, I just need to ponder over Cultivation Techniques, comprehend Divine Skills, and even delve into Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Arrays, etc. Cultivation is full of Heavenly Mechanisms, the Great Dao lies within them, waiting for me to discover."

Lu Qingfeng’s mindset remained stable.

In earlier years.

He had lingered in the Fetal Breathing Realm for two or three lifetimes.

Now, after many years of cultivation, his mind had refined, clear and broad, and becoming a Mahayana True Immortal was within sight, so he naturally wouldn’t face the issue of an imbalanced state of mind.

"While I have this time, it’s a perfect opportunity to diligently cultivate the ’Inverted Void Glazed Glass Wall’, to avoid being schemed against again."

Great Divine Powers are profound and abstruse.

Even with the Enlightenment Technique at hand, Lu Qingfeng found comprehension to be difficult. The ’Inverted Void Glazed Glass Wall’, a Great Divine Power, had been a tough nut to crack. Despite, he had barely managed to reach the Small Success Realm, refining a single layer of Glazed Glass.

He thought it would be enough.

But after the ordeal at Qing Peak Valley, it seemed he was far from it.

"First, I will delve into this Great Divine Power. Even if reaching the Great Success Level is not easily attainable, at the very least I must refine thirty-six layers of Glazed Glass Wall. Then, with a single thought, I can disrupt Mortal Heavenly Mechanisms. Be it Earth Immortals or Heavenly Immortals with great power, Immortal Essence, Immortal Artifacts, and Divine Skills, I will turn a blind eye to all calculation and scheming!"

Lu Qingfeng resolved firmly.

However, this was not the work of one or two days, but the result of cumulative effort over time.

For now.

While his cultivation had plateaued, there remained a more pressing matter that needed to be addressed.

"The West Sea."

Lu Qingfeng gazed toward the western horizon, his eyes deep, as he stood tall, adorned in his majestic divine robe.

With a single step, he emerged from his quiet cultivation chamber.

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Outside the Divine Monarch Mansion.

An officer wielding a Red Tassel Spear rushed in, as swift as lightning.

At the gates.

Two ferocious demons stood guard.

To the left stood a figure seven feet tall, his hair draped over his shoulders. A golden hoop was fastened upon his forehead. He wore a half-arm garment made of deer hide over his upper body, leaving his right arm bare, displaying tattoos of five poisonous patterns.

Nose pointing skyward, his visage was fierce, emanating an exceptionally formidable aura.

To the right hung a string of copper rings at the waist, and a sheathed Miao knife. On his back was a case for a long crossbow, and a beast skin was wrapped around his waist. His forehead was also adorned with a golden hoop.

His face pale as gilded paper, and long with a pointed chin. His round, large eyes shimmered with a vicious green light.

He too carried an extremely malevolent air.

The young general arrived in a flurry of rushing tunneling light.

Upon seeing such disrespect, the two ferocious demons were about to rebuke in anger, but upon recognizing the newcomer, their expressions suddenly changed, and they said in a deep voice, "It turns out to be the young general."

The newcomer was no other than the nephew of the Investigation God Monarch and the Hall Officer God Monarch – the great general who quells demons and rescues souls from the Poison Dragon Pond –

Ao Jun!

This person was close to his own Divine Monarch and possessed remarkable talent for cultivation, having already reached the Primordial Spirit Realm. Moreover, he had mastered a skill known as the ’Fallen Divine Light,’ which struck terror into the hearts of demons both within and outside the Poison Dragon Pond.

He also commanded considerable respect in the East Chen State.

No one dared to take him lightly.

Even though these two demons had previously been unrivaled figures in their own right. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

With an expression of urgency, Ao Jun, upon seeing the two great demons guarding the gate who were subordinates of his Aunt and Uncle, urgently asked, "Ji Chou, Ding Shan, are my Aunt and Uncle in the mansion?"

The demon with the nose pointing skyward, known as ’Ji Chou,’ responded, "The Hall Officer God Monarch is within the mansion."

Hearing this, joy spread across Ao Jun’s face.

He nodded towards Ji Chou and Ding Shan and hurriedly entered the mansion.

"Aunt!"

"Aunt!"

Upon entering the Divine Monarch Mansion, he rushed directly to the inner courtyard, loudly calling out.

In the inner courtyard.

"What has alarmed you so, Jun’er?"

A beautiful figure emerged, dressed in plain white robes, with an elegant and divine presence – it was Ao Le. Time had done little to change her; she remained as ever peacefully composed and gentle. The commanding aura she had developed from controlling the Yinchuan Water Army had all but dissipated over the years.

Spending more time with Lu Qingfeng and returning to how she was during her time at the Yuan Lake Water Palace.

Yet having personally mastered the ’Fire Scripture Golden Scripture’ and being the wife of the Investigation God Monarch, she had cultivated a certain dignity, ensuring no one would dare take her lightly within the Investigation Divine Bureau.

Ao Le stepped out.

Seeing Ao Jun arrive in such a hurried manner, her brows slightly furrowed.

Ao Jun descended with a crash, disregarding formalities, and anxiously addressed Ao Le, "Aunt, Grandfather has forcefully attempted a Breakthrough Realm and has been struck by deviating fire. He is now at death’s door. I’ve come specially to request the ’One Yuan Golden Core,’ delay will mean danger!"

Ao Le, upon hearing this.

Her eyes widened, and without a word, she stepped onto the storm and transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting towards the heavens.

"Aunt!"

Ao Jun, seeing this, quickly followed.

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Ancient Shang Region.

Beside the West Sea.

A tunneling light descended, revealing a middle-aged Daoist with a celestial countenance and bones. The Daoist looked around, found his bearings, and headed towards the West Sea Dragon Palace.

Along the way.

There were sea patrol night forks to block the way and Sea Suppressing Generals to inspect.

Yet, the Daoist strolled leisurely, walking at ease. Whether it be sea patrol night forks or Sea Suppressing Generals, none seemed to notice him, as if he were completely invisible.

With an unobstructed path, he pushed water aside and avoided waves, and the West Sea Dragon Palace came into sight.

In a vast expanse of the ocean, palaces stretched endlessly, a Crystal Palace dominating amidst. The grandeur was indescribable, almost akin to celestial palaces and immortal pavilions in the clouds.

The Daoist entered and, after several turns, reached a side hall.

Inscribed above the hall doors were the words –

Qionghua Palace.

"This is the place!"

His eyes slightly brightened, the Daoist stepped into the Qionghua Palace. Inside, the place was quiet. Only eight generals, clad in gold crab or silver shrimp armor, stood guard. A few serving girls, idle with no tasks, gathered in the front courtyard to talk.

"Sigh!"

"The Princess Yun is pitiable, separated from her husband and children for more than five thousand years, confined in this secluded palace. Each day, she gazes at the moon longing for her loved ones, truly heartbreaking."

"Yes. I heard the Prince Consort was originally from the East Sea but joined Shang River because of his secret marriage with Princess Yun. There were some twists and turns in the past years, but ultimately, fortune turned his way, and he gained considerable influence in the Shang River Dragon Palace!"

"Ming Yu, you’re new to the Qionghua Palace and may not know.

The influential one isn’t the Prince Consort, but rather the husband of Princess Yun’s daughter – a man called ’Guang Yuan.’ I’ve heard Guang Yuan holds significant influence in Shang River, that he is a First-Grade Investigation God Monarch, commanding countless great demons and monsters. Even the generals outside often speak of him, saying he’s a formidable presence in Shang River and no one dares to provoke him."

"What a pity. Even though the Investigation God Monarch has great power, it’s only within Shang River. He has sought several times to write to the Dragon King, hoping to bring Princess Yun back, but that only enraged the Dragon King. Thousands of years have passed, and there’s been no more stir from Shang River."

"Princess Yun not only regretted her marriage and fled, but she also secretly became involved with someone and gave birth to three sons and a daughter. The Dragon King’s anger remains unassuaged to this day; he will never let Princess Yun leave the West Sea."

...

Several beautiful serving girls quietly discussed among themselves.

Qionghua Palace was deserted, and these serving girls, usually free of tasks, often gathered in the front courtyard to chat.

The Daoist walked past the front courtyard, overhearing the maidservants’ gossip, his expression briefly turned grave. He paused, then quickened his pace, heading towards the inner hall.

Before long.

He arrived at the inner hall.

There, in the courtyard of the inner hall, was a woman in cloud-patterned and rainbow-colored garments, her skin as fair as jade, extremely refined in appearance and like a celestial being. Upon closer inspection, her facial features bore some resemblance to Ao Le.

The woman appeared to be in her thirties.

She sat in the courtyard, looking up to the sky, a persistent look of sorrow on her face which made her seem thinner.

The Daoist entered the courtyard.

Silent and undetected, the woman was unaware of his presence. Only when he approached did the Daoist’s form waver and become visible. Originally appearing middle-aged and stern-faced, he now revealed his green-robed and handsome young man’s visage.

It was Lu Qingfeng!

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