Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 483 - 459: Xun Zhenbei, the Burning God Book!

"Ah, Dutian Daoist," Lu Qingfeng marveled. "Having caught the ’Three Forbidden Seals’, you shall be spared today. Quickly return the four Magic Artifacts including the Star Sand Sword, and the Empty Heart Divine Willow, and all that belongs to Green Wood Valley. Beyond the Three Mountains and Nine Waters, the position of Ten Thousand Laws in the Spirit Domain is far beyond what you Lower Realm Mortal Cultivators could possibly imagine."

"A bright future lies ahead; don’t ruin it for yourself."

The magic of the Black-faced Daoist had been broken, yet his expression remained impassive.

With hands clasped behind his back, he faced Lu Qingfeng and said, "Spirit Domain."

"Ten Thousand Laws."

Lu Qingfeng etched these words deep into his memory, and with a smirk directed at the Black-faced Daoist, he said, "Since your Ten Thousand Laws are so overbearing, I’ll spare this avatar of yours today. Once you return to the Upper Realm, you have three years to present one hundred Immortal Crystals. Otherwise, I will annihilate every last being from your Green Wood Valley in the Lower Realm, utterly destroying your lineage!"

Brazen was the Daoist.

Even more so was Lu Qingfeng.

Upon hearing Lu Qingfeng’s words, the Black-faced Daoist’s expression finally twisted with a grim ferocity. "A Lower Realm Mortal Cultivator should know better than to overstep!"

"Be gone!"

Lu Qingfeng waved his sleeve grandly, without further words, and the previously still Dutian Demon Flames surged once more, rolling violently toward the Black-faced Daoist. The heavens and earth were moved, and the Daoist could no longer linger as the Void trembled unstably around him.

The next moment, Wind, Fire, and Thunderbolts surged together from the cosmos.

To stay any longer was to invite catastrophe.

"Very well, very well, very well!" he exclaimed. "Remember well that the day you ascend will be the day of your demise!"

The voice of the Black-faced Daoist rang out, seething with boundless murderous and wrathful intent. He then tore through the Void with his bare hands, disappearing outside of Jinshan, into the Void beyond this world and time.

...

Beyond the Three Mountains and Nine Waters.

In some unknown location.

Within the endless expanse, a hidden Immortal Mountain rested. Ethereal clouds floated around its peak, with Spiritual Birds and Immortal Beasts at play, and Spirit Medicine Immortal Plants growing. Auspicious clouds dotted the sky above, while a thick fog enveloped the ground below.

Atop the Immortal Mountain.

The Black-faced Daoist opened his eyes, full of lethal intent. His aura of murder spread out, shattering the mystical ambience of the Immortal Mountain completely.

"A Lower Realm mortal cultivator dares to threaten an Upper Realm True Immortal!"

"Audacious!"

"Truly audacious!!!"

The Black-faced Daoist seethed as he stood and stepped off the mountain peak. After what seemed an eternity, he arrived at a mountainous region filled with miasma and poison. At first glance, it was nothing more than a destitute and dangerous Earth Realm.

The Daoist strode straight into it, coming before a mountain festering with venomous creatures and poisonous plants, the infamous Black Cloud Mountain. He loudly called into it, "Zhou You Mountain Xun Zhenbei, I seek an audience with the Spirit Immortal Zi Ling."

Inside Black Cloud Mountain.

A path suddenly cleared.

Upon witnessing this, Xun Zhenbei bowed respectfully before walking up the mountain. Poisonous plants covering the ground and dangerous vermin such as snakes and ants were everywhere. Should a mortal, even Core Formation or Primordial Spirit Practitioners, venture into this mountain, they would be terrified. One misstep with these venoms and poisons could leave one beyond salvation by even divine powers.

Even with a True Immortal Body, Xun Zhenbei tread carefully, wary of causing any disturbance.

Half an hour later.

He arrived at the mountainside, where a cave dwelling was situated just there.

Xun Zhenbei stopped outside the cave, calling into its depths, "The audacious Zhang Yanng of the Earth Realm’s Mountain and Water Realm is difficult to manage. I’ve come to request a page from the ’Burning God Book’."

With that said.

Xun Zhenbei waited for a response.

After a long while.

"Twenty Immortal Crystals."

"Or equivalent trade."

From within the cave dwelling came a clear and ethereal voice, reminiscent of a celestial being from the heavens, starkly out of place amidst the gloom of Black Cloud Mountain.

Xun Zhenbei dared not underestimate it.

This was the infamous Spirit Immortal Zi Ling of the Spirit Domain, who had spent countless years studying the art of curses.

With just a single ’Seven Absolute Book,’ she had cursed and killed seven True Immortals, her name reverberating throughout the Spirit Domain. Since then, the ’Spirit Immortal of Seven Extremes Mountain’ became a forbidding name, and for countless years, no one dared provoke her.

The ’Seven Absolute Book’ too became a legend, never again surfacing in the Spirit Domain.

Some were terrified of her.

Yet others dared to seek her out for Curse Magical Objects.

Xun Zhenbei had come for the ’Burning God Book,’ aspiring to curse the arrogant Mortal Cultivator to death!

"Here are the Immortal Crystals."

Xun Zhenbei took out twenty Immortal Crystals brimming with Immortal Energy and sent them with a surge of mana into the pitch-dark cave dwelling, feeling a pang of loss.

Immortal Crystals are rare treasures.

Even Mahayana True Immortals could only condense one such crystal over a thousand years. These essences of Immortal Spirit Qi were of extraordinary benefit to the cultivation of Mahayana True Immortals.

Over ten thousand years, Xun Zhenbei had saved up, including his own condensations, no more than twenty-five crystals.

Now, with the extinction of his lineage imminent, he could not afford to be stingy.

He offered the Immortal Crystals.

All for the death of a mere mortal!

As the twenty Immortal Crystals entered the cave, a page glittering with Golden Light floated out.

It was none other than the ’Burning God Book’.

Xun Zhenbei reached out to receive it, feeling its mystery, even he couldn’t help but shudder slightly.

Compared to other magic gates,

the art of curses is indeed too rare and peculiar, even True Immortals hold considerable apprehension towards it.

"Many thanks, Spirit Immortal Zi Ling."

Xun Zhenbei expressed his gratitude, and the quietude returned to the cavernous dwelling.

Knowing the temperament of Spirit Immortal Zi Ling, he did not dare to disturb her further and respectfully exited the Seven Extremes Mountain.

"Phew, phew!"

"What a remarkable Spirit Immortal Zi Ling."

It wasn’t until he was outside the mountain that Xun Zhenbei finally breathed a sigh of relief. Within the Seven Extremes Mountain, surrounded by venomous creatures and toxic plants that hissed and shrieked, lurked a formidable being once responsible for the terrifying curse that took the lives of seven Mahayana True Immortals.

Xun Zhenbei felt oppressed and terrified while inside.

Only upon leaving the Seven Extremes Mountain did that feeling dissipate.

"Burning God Book!"

"Twenty immortal crystals to exchange for this life, it’s quite a bargain."

A hint of murderous intent flashed through Xun Zhenbei’s mind, and he didn’t linger outside Seven Extremes Mountain.

Transforming into wind and thunder, he returned to Zhou You Mountain for cultivation.

...

"Xun Zhenbei."

"He truly has become a True Immortal."

Black-faced Daoist Xun Zhenbei, his clone descended to the mortal realm, forced to leave the realm of Three Mountains and Nine Waters by Lu Qingfeng, but let’s not mention his means. Lu Qingfeng stood outside Jinshan, watching the Black-faced Daoist depart, and recognized the identity of the person.

Back then.

He had received the inheritance and Magic Artifact of Yuu Mountain Daoist in the Immortal Mansion of Yuu Mountain, whose sole request was for Lu Qingfeng to, once successful in cultivation, slay Xun Zhenbei of Green Wood Valley.

At that time, Lu Qingfeng also took the Heart Demon Oath.

He originally thought he would have to ascend to the Upper Realm to even hear a bit of news about this person, yet unexpectedly, they met under such circumstances.

"Heart Demon Oath, the grudge of Yuu Mountain."

"Today he again sends a clone to the mortal world to kill me; it seems I have no choice but to kill him."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

The origin of the enmity with Green Wood Valley, if traced back, could even reach the feud between Xun Zhenbei and Yuu Mountain Daoist.

Yuu Mountain Daoist claimed it was Xun Zhenbei’s sneak attack that led to his fall. The intricacies of such old grudges and details, over thirteen thousand years past, were too obscure for Lu Qingfeng to probe.

But he was the heir to Yuu Mountain’s legacy, received the Magic Artifact, and inherited the wonderful method of the Red Dust Longevity Technique. He owed a debt of gratitude.

Regardless of the reasons, this vengeance must be avenged.

Seeing Xun Zhenbei today, and witnessing his mannerism, he felt even more justified.

"One hundred immortal crystals, he will surely be unwilling; subsequent schemes will definitely follow. However, within the Three Mountains and Nine Waters, with two realms as barriers and various Divine Skills by my side, the ’Inverted Void Glazed Glass Wall’ has been cultivated to the thirty-sixth layer."

"Within the mortal realm, no more schemes could befall me."

Thus.

No matter how Xun Zhenbei might plot and struggle in the Upper Realm, it would all be futile against Lu Qingfeng.

Times change.

Today is not like the past in the Barbarian God Realm, when Lu Qingfeng had just reached Half-step Primordial Spirit and was unwittingly ensnared, too flaunting in the Material Realm, attracting the myriad gods of the Barbarian God Realm, leading to his demise.

Nowadays.

His Great Divine Power was nearing Great Success, his foundation was much stronger than before, and in this life, Lu Qingfeng would not ascend until he reached the peak of Primordial Spirit.

Sufficiently cautious, there was no need to be overly restrained in the realm of the Three Mountains and Nine Waters.

"Let’s head to Funiu Mountain."

"The twelve-year deadline has arrived; it’s time to meet with Zhu Yang and Golden Eyes and set off for the North Sea!"

Lu Qingfeng put thoughts of Xun Zhenbei and Green Wood Valley aside.

The battle with Xun Zhenbei’s clone lurking outside was just an episode. His emergence this time was primarily for the matter of the ’Cold Marrow’ mentioned by Zhu Yang.

...

Above the nine heavens.

Lu Qingfeng, Zhu Yang, and Demon King Golden Eyes each employed their wonderful methods to flee swiftly.

Lu Qingfeng sat upon the ’Nine Heavens Cloud Breaking Charge’, driving the Golden Carriage, enveloped by Gang Wind as he traveled.

With a point of his finger, Zhu Yang accompanied with a thunderbolt, sped through the sky like lightning. The technique he employed was the ’Light Acceleration Cloud Piercing Technique’. Though its speed didn’t match Lu Qingfeng’s ’Cloud Summit Step’ or ’Light Splitting and Shadow Transformation Void Condensing Sword Travel’ and other Escape Magic, it was still a rare method of rapid travel within the Three Mountains and Nine Waters.

Lu Qingfeng slightly slowed down the ’Nine Heavens Cloud Breaking Charge’, allowing Zhu Yang to keep up.

Demon King Golden Eyes stirred up a demonic wind beside them, equally impressive, his eyes revealing envy. "Yuu Mountain Daoist’s ’Nine Heavens Cloud Breaking Charge’ is indeed famed, and, as seen today, even Brother Zhu’s ’Light Acceleration Cloud Piercing Technique’ cannot keep up. It is truly a Supreme Treasure for travel!"

The ’Light Acceleration Cloud Piercing Technique’ was a top-tier escape method Zhu Yang had acquired from an unknown source. Relying on this technique, Zhu Yang managed to roam between the Three Mountains and Nine Waters and the East Sea, seizing various opportunities. He even escaped certain death in desperate situations, preserving his life.

Golden Eyes had long coveted this method for its swiftness.

But today, witnessing the ’Nine Heavens Cloud Breaking Charge’, he realized that no miraculous skill could outmatch a Magic Artifact, superior in its unrestrained ease.

"It’s all thanks to the advantage of a Magic Artifact."

"Nothing compared to Fellow Daoist Zhu Yang’s Great Method Mysterious."

Lu Qingfeng humbly replied.

Zhu Yang, as a beam of light, traversed the clouds. Hearing Lu Qingfeng and Demon King Golden Eyes discussing, shook his head and said, "This minor technique is useless against Gui Mountain Old Mother!"

...

Situated between Spiritual Mountain Shell Field, Yunmeng Swamp, and Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain, there lies a frigid place known as ’North Sea’.

This place, along with the Snow Mountain Ancestor’s abode in Wind Wave Valley of the North Pole Snow Domain, are recognized as two of the five great coldest lands within the Three Mountains and Nine Waters.

In the North Pole Snow Domain, Snow Mountain Ancestor Wei Fengniang is revered. As a heretic disciple of Six Dust Temple, even the temple cannot subdue her. With the Snow Mountain Great Method at her command, within the North Pole Snow Domain, even the illustrious Deng Xian must yield and is no match.

And within the North Sea.

Gui Mountain Old Mother reigns supreme.

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