Chapter 464: Chapter 275: The Sun Elf Clan’s Cultivation Achievements Are Astonishing
Shuyu River, paper lanterns float, the waves shimmer, patches of pale golden fragments of clouds, resembling a star river flowing slowly past Chongxiao City.
The three of them fell into the river, all quite resistant.
The drunk Wu Yaizu had already sobered up, shivered, and regretted endlessly.
He was very worried that this time the mishap while drunk would "send him away."
The river water was like a jade belt, aquatic plants swayed, fish, shrimp, and old turtles moved in groups. The three reached the riverbed and did not find the Divine Mansion, seeing only the surging white mist.
Xiang Yiwu said, "The Pure Land of the Divine is not in reality."
Qin Ming had previous experience, having been targeted by the residual spirit of an almost divine giant centipede, led into the unknown of the Yewu World.
He tried to restrain his own aura; otherwise, the brilliantly radiant Heavenly Light infused with consciousness and divine wisdom would be as dazzling as a sunrise sinking into the riverbed.
As the three approached the white mist, the scene changed abruptly, a road paved with white shells connecting to the void, leading into the depths of the night fog.
Involuntarily, they set foot on the road, soon reaching a clear, bright area like daylight.
Walls made of multicolored corals, like intricately woven dream-like brocade, a massive, pure crystal carved into a grand gate.
The Divine Mansion indeed exuded extraordinary grandeur, surrounded by auspicious glow, guarded by warriors in golden armor, feather-robed maidens standing by, as if in the midst of an immortal palace.
The three walked forward, entering a Giant Palace where large night-illuminating pearls embedded in the bonsai and walls emitted radiant light, golden pillars entwined with flood dragons, enchanting music playing, as a Shell Fairy danced in peace and harmony.
In the palace, three members of the Sun Elf Clan, led by a maid, sat behind jade stone tables, served with fine wine and delicacies by attendants.
Food that the spiritual body could consume, likely extraordinary tonics.
"River God, I admit my fault," said Xiao Wu as soon as he arrived, immediately becoming compliant.
The three discovered that no maid led them to a seat, and there were no extra jade tables.
At the highest point of the Giant Palace, bead curtains hung, faintly revealing a dragon chair in the white mist behind, made of mythical seven treasures, with a woman with hair styled high quietly sitting.
She made no sound, seemingly scrutinizing the three of them.
Li Qingyue, Yao Ruoxian, and Zhao Qingcheng were close to the area by the bead curtain, evidently looked upon favorably by the River God. It was rumored that the Great Yu Imperial Family had deep ties with this deity, which seemed true.
"You, as lower beings, were disrespectful outside the Immortal Temple. If you were in my race, we would have burned your bodies and spirits to return you to the light," said one Sun Elf.
Earlier at the downstream, they were quite angered by Xiao Wu’s actions and now directly made an accusation.
Xiao Wu really wanted to say that usually, many people in Chongxiao City conducted laundry and washing in the river, even children urinated there without much complaint from the divine beings. Today’s matter happened by coincidence, all depending on the River God’s mood, and he was ready for any punishment.
However, he found the three Sun Elves very unsightly. In this Divine Mansion, there was no place for an outsider to speak.
Wu Yaizu, not wanting to suffer in silence, turned his head and said, "Yellow-haired girl, is this a place for you to speak? Stop spouting nonsense!"
Instantly, the Giant Palace became quiet.
Deep in the eyes of the three male Sun Elves, flashes of golden radiance appeared but they remained calm, not acting out, merely looking at where the beads hung.
The River God spoke, "Those who enter the mansion are guests, but you three were disrespectful first, even dared to talk behind the back of the Divine."
A hand made of smoky clouds extended out, rapidly enlarging, swooshing, wrapping around Qin Ming, Xiao Wu, and Xiang Yiwu, dragging them towards the bead curtain.
"Goddess, they meant no offense," Li Qingyue spoke.
Meanwhile, the tag hanging around Xiao Wu’s neck glowed, an elderly woman’s benevolent figure emerged, casting a splendid golden radiance.
"Are you from Kunleng?" The River God looked at Xiao Wu in surprise, the colorful hand dissipated into a mist of light, and the three fell to the ground.
Wu Yaizu felt that at critical moments he still had to rely on his grandmother’s divine intervention, he immediately nodded and said, "Yes!"
"And you?" the woman on the seven treasures-forged Divine Seat asked Xiang Yiwu.
"I am a Reaching Enlightenment Disciple," said the burly youth.
"Considering your youth and ignorance..." The River God spoke, finally scanning to Qin Ming, asking the same, which Taoist lineage he belonged to.
Strictly speaking, Qin Ming was a loose cultivator, having recently joined Shanhai Academy, but forced to leave soon after, he currently had no significant background.
However, this River God seemed quite old-fashioned, and without a decent identity, she would not really consider a Power Warrior.
Qin Ming took out two leaves, one black and one white, very distinct, then activated a jade plate from the Six Imperial Ancestor Court, employing a dual approach.
"Enough, you may go," the woman with hair styled high said. Although it was unclear what expression she held in the white mist, it could be sensed that she was not particularly fond of the three.
She waved her hand, expelling the three, dismissing them from the Giant Palace.
As they left, Qin Ming and Xiang Yiwu clearly heard people from the Sun Elf Clan consulting Yao Ruoxian and Zhao Qingcheng.
"Three fairies, we would like your guidance. While our race has obtained the cultivation methods, for those with dull aptitude, with no fate for the Immortal Road, like those three earlier, we wonder how they enhance their strength. We also wish to help the dull-witted around us get on the path, having heard there’s a mature system for nurturing here..."
Qin Ming, Xiang Yiwu, and Xiao Wu almost turned back.
But they held back, restrained their impulse, suspecting it was a deliberate provocation by the Sun Elves, trying to lure them back, which would equate to offending the River God’s majesty again.
As they departed, they saw Pei Shuyan, Cui Chonghe, and Sun Jingxiao arriving, the River God entertaining fortunate ones in more than one group, choosing these Immortal Seeds for her favor.
At this moment, even the rough Xiang Yiwu felt slightly unsettled. Why was there such a difference between people? They were driven out, while others became honored guests.
He felt that suppressing the likes of Li Qingxu and Sun Jingxiao among the Immortal Seeds was not a problem at all, but they still had no qualification to attend the banquet.
"It’s all my fault, I’ve been too reckless lately, shouldn’t have been so debauched, offending the divine," Wu Yaizu deeply reflected, earnestly apologizing to the two beside him.
"It’s not about you," Qin Ming shook his head, obviously noticing that the River God hadn’t intended to invite the three in the first place; the ancient hierarchy of deities had long been ingrained in this divine being, forming inherent beliefs.
The three returned to their bodies, awakened instantly, and found that the wine held no flavor. They went ashore directly.
"This River God might be a flood dragon," Xiang Yiwu whispered.
Wu Yaizu also communicated through consciousness, saying, "Brother Ming, are you still missing an Evil dragon? I wonder if there is one in this Divine Mansion."
Clearly, he misunderstood as well, thinking Qin Ming needed the Four Saint’s Slaughter.
However, if the legendary Azure Dragon Saint’s Slaughter were here, it would indeed be what he needed.
Qin Ming shook his head. No matter how urgent it was, he couldn’t reach out towards the Divine.
Today, he realized that ultimately, as a newcomer, his status was low, and his strength was not strong enough. Otherwise, he would already be an honored guest.
If he hadn’t borrowed force and relied on pretense, he might have been punished by that River God.
Upon reflection, his two brothers both had impressive backgrounds, while his situation was indeed quite weak and isolated.
"I must rise up soon!" Qin Ming said.
"When we become gods and ancestors," Xiang Yiwu also nodded heavily.
...
Late at night, they returned to the inn.
Qin Ming sat quietly in his room, carefully refining evil, which was quite dangerous without the Thunderstorm and without the aid of the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall.
Because any kind of legendary abnormality would shorten one’s life.
Even Qin Ming had to slowly adapt before he could integrate the Four Saint’s Slaughter.
As expected, after a fierce attempt, just the Evil White Tiger caused him to lose several years of life.
He was horrified. Continuing like this, to thoroughly integrate several kinds of Sacred Evil, it would at least burn away a hundred or two hundred years of life span, which was practically a death sentence from the underworld.
Qin Ming’s expression was serious; the legendary evil was too terrifying. Many extraordinary talents throughout history didn’t dare to touch it, as it often claimed lives, but who could withstand it?
Additionally, combined with the refinements he performed in Chixia City, he had already cut off thirty years of life span!
To be safe, he needed to wait for the thunderstorms to absorb beneficial Longevity Heavenly Light for his body, such as Purple Qi Comes from the East and Auspicious Fortune Overhead, for counteracting.
In fact, when he was refining the Yin Yang Diagram in Kunleng Tower, he had already absorbed a lot. He worried he might have developed a "resistance" to some rare and mild Heavenly Light.
If that’s truly the case, then the vitality he expended ahead of time might not be replenished.
"It shouldn’t be a big problem, right? According to the Fangwai research materials Qing Yue gave me, there are still many strange Heavenly Lights, so there’s no need to worry too much."
However, when breaking through, it would be best for him to have a rebirth once more.
Otherwise, an important breakthrough only replenishes the appropriate lifespan without truly extending life, which isn’t very reasonable, although it can be considered a fair trade-off.
In truth, the main issue was that the evil Qin Ming chose was too powerful, all being legendary. Without adaptation, his body was under too much strain.
To bear the crown, one must bear its weight. He wanted to cultivate the unparalleled Heavenly Light Force, which naturally required taking risks and paying the corresponding price.
If the worst came, he still had the Auspicious Beast Blood to back him up.
"I will gradually adapt and refine evil cautiously every day!"
The next day, Meng Xinghai came to inform him about the result of the contact with the Immortal Path.
"They really don’t let go easily without seeing the rabbit," he said.
For now, Fangwai has provided a portion of Auspicious Beast Blood as a deposit, but the promised evil hasn’t been delivered yet.
Meng Xinghai said, "They believe that if they can avoid asking for help from the Newborn Road, they would rather not. Otherwise, they would feel embarrassed and want the Immortal Seed to try first."
However, the situation was not optimistic. The Second Realm’s Immortal Seed was being restrained by a top genius from the Sun Elf Clan, and when their golden flame burned, the consciousness of the Immortal Path disciples could hardly withstand it.
As for the battles of the Third Realm, the Immortal Path disciples were not as vulnerable, having already faced preliminary "Crossing Tribulation" or undergone the "immortal fire" baptism.
That day, news came that the Immortal Path disciples suffered two consecutive defeats in the Second Realm battles, both Immortal Seeds left in a sorry state.
Xiao Wu came to Qin Ming, saying, "Brother Ming, it’s said that the people of Immortal Path were beaten badly. They should be asking the Newborn Road people to step in, right?"
Originally, he intended to invite Qin Ming to ascend to the moon at Guanghan Palace, but now it had to be postponed, requiring serious preparations for battle.
However, in the evening, news came that the Immortal Path people invited two Divine Seeds to step in tomorrow.
Fangwai felt it was acceptable to ask the Esoteric Buddhism people for help since, after all, tracing back to the roots, they both originated from the ancient Immortal Temple.
Unfortunately, news quickly came the next day that the first Divine Seed had already lost!
All sides were in an uproar, as most people outside weren’t aware of the internal situation, only knowing that the Immortal Path disciples had suffered three consecutive defeats in the Second Realm battles!
"If you have the guts, just go all out and let the Sun Elf Clan give you a clean shave in the Second Realm!" Qin Ming muttered to himself.
Without thinking, he knew that some people of Immortal Path had a knot in their hearts, considering themselves the orthodox successors of the ancient Immortal Temple, unable to save face.
But the cultivation of the Sun Elf Clan was indeed strong, steadily restraining them in related fields.
Qin Ming knew that since the people of Immortal Path had invited him to Chongxiao City in advance, in desperate times, they would certainly ask the Newborn Road people to step in.
Soon, more bad news arrived for the Immortal Path; their invited foreign aid, the more powerful Divine Seed, was also defeated.
Thus, amid the uproar, the Immortal Path disciples had embarrassingly experienced four consecutive defeats in mid-to-low level exchanges, with no retreat.
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