130: Holy Lord, your son has been hung at the door.

Purple Cloud Sacred Land, Thunder Punishment Divine Hall.

The entire divine hall was forged from a Fusion of Ten-Thousand-Year Lightning-Struck Wood and Nine Heavens Immortal Gold, with fine purple electrical arcs constantly swirling within, emitting a soft "crackling" sound.

Ordinary Golden Immortals staying here for long would feel a stinging pain in their Divine Souls and a sluggishness in their Immortal Qi.

At this moment, in the center of the divine hall, upon a throne carved from a single piece of "Chaos Thunder Source Stone," sat a middle-aged man wearing a purple-gold imperial robe.

He was the current Sacred Lord of the Purple Cloud Sacred Land, Immortal King Lei Yuan.

His eyes were like two condensed starry seas of lightning; with every blink, terrifying scenes of worlds being born and destroyed flowed within them.

Below the dais, dozens of Sacred Land Elders dressed in purple robes were as silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe loudly.

On the floor in the center of the divine hall lay several guards with disheveled hair and crazed expressions.

They were the survivors who had returned from the [Thunder Punishment Boat].

"Sleep... sleep..."

"Don't be noisy... don't disturb his sleep..."

"Shush... he's going to get angry... and when he gets angry, he'll go to sleep..."

They curled up on the ground, clutching their heads, repeatedly muttering these illogical phrases, their eyes filled with a deep-seated, incomprehensible fear.

"Useless!"

On the throne, a Profound Immortal Elder beside Immortal King Lei Yuan couldn't help but shout in anger.

"Lord Thunder Envoy's whereabouts are unknown, yet you only know how to babble nonsense here!"

But those guards seemed not to hear him at all, remaining immersed in their own world, shivering uncontrollably.

Immortal King Lei Yuan slowly raised his eyes.

He didn't speak.

He just calmly glanced at those crazed guards.

"Boom!"

An invisible, terrifying will originating from the level of an Immortal King instantly descended!

The bodies of those guards suddenly stiffened, and purple lightning pulp overflowed from their seven orifices.

In that instant, their Divine Souls were forcibly dragged out from the abyss of madness by that gaze.

"Ah—!"

The leading guard let out a shrill scream and regained consciousness, but the fear in his eyes was ten thousand times more intense than before!

"Sa... Sacred Lord!"

He scrambled to his knees and kowtowed frantically.

"Lord Thunder Envoy... Lord Thunder Envoy, he..."

"Speak."

Immortal King Lei Yuan's voice carried no ripples, yet it felt like thunder hammers smashing ruthlessly against his Divine Soul.

The guard dared not hide anything and recounted everything that had happened in the Qingming Mountain Range at top speed.

When they heard words like "one glance," "one bed," "one sentence," and "Lord Thunder Envoy fell asleep."

The entire Thunder Punishment Divine Hall fell into a dead silence.

Dozens of well-traveled Sacred Land Elders looked at each other, their faces filled with absurdity and disbelief.

What kind of nonsense was this?

A Golden Immortal Expert could be made to fall asleep by a single sentence?

Do you think this is a mortal storyteller spinning a yarn?

"Utter nonsense!"

"You must have deserted the battlefield and, fearing punishment, made up such a ridiculous lie!"

"This subordinate wouldn't dare! Every word I say is tr— Ah!"

Before the guard could finish, he let out another scream, his eyes rolled back, and he fell back into that crazed state, muttering things like "sleep" and "don't be noisy."

Immortal King Lei Yuan frowned slightly.

He could see that the guard's Divine Soul Origin had been carved with an indelible mark by an extremely bizarre power.

That mark was the source of the fear.

As soon as he recalled the scene from that time, the mark would be triggered, and he would fall into madness.

"Interesting."

Immortal King Lei Yuan slowly stood up.

With one step, his figure appeared in the center of the divine hall.

He reached out his hand, palm facing up.

A primitive bronze mirror swirling with chaotic lightning slowly emerged from his palm.

[purple cloud heavenly mirror]!

An Immortal King grade treasure, capable of observing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and reflecting the myriad Realms of the heavens!

"This King would like to see."

"Just what kind of sacred being dares to touch my, Lei Yuan's, Disciple."

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of Immortal Qi containing Thousand Jun of Thunder's life essence aura merged into the Heavenly Mirror.

On the surface of the mirror, light flowed and lightning flashed.

Soon, a clear image, where even the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves could be heard, was presented before everyone.

In the image was a peaceful and quiet valley.

At the valley entrance, a small hill made of people was particularly eye-catching.

When they clearly saw the composition of that "human hill," the breathing of every Elder in the Thunder Punishment Divine Hall stopped at that moment.

Their eyes grew wider and wider.

Their mouths opened wider and wider.

Their faces were covered with an inexpressible, extreme shock and rage!

That... that wasn't some woodpile!

Those were people!

They were the Immortal guards of their Purple Cloud Sacred Land!

And at the very top of that human hill, who else could it be but their Sacred Land's most outstanding Prodigy, Thousand Jun of Thunder, wearing a purple-gold Daoist robe, sleeping sprawled out with a trace of glistening drool hanging from the corner of his mouth?

What made their eyes nearly burst with rage even more was...

On Thousand Jun of Thunder's forehead, a crooked wooden sign was firmly planted.

[Construction Site, No Noise Please.]

[Violators will be punished with sleep, starting from one hundred years.]

— Announced by the Property Management Department of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect.

"Pfft—!"

That hot-tempered Profound Immortal Elder could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

His face turned the color of pig liver, and he pointed at the image in the mirror, his whole body shaking like a sieve.

"This... this is going too far! This is absolutely intolerable!"

"What... what a humiliating disgrace this is!"

"To stack our Sacred Land's Golden Immortals like firewood at the entrance! And... and even plant such a sign!"

"Kill! He must be killed! Pull out his Divine Soul and refine it with Nine Heavens Divine Thunder for a hundred thousand years!"

The entire divine hall instantly erupted!

All the Elders had bloodshot eyes, their killing intent soaring to the heavens!

Since its founding, when had the Purple Cloud Sacred Land ever suffered such humiliation!

This wasn't just a slap in the face anymore!

This was pressing the face of their Purple Cloud Sacred Land into the dirt and rubbing it back and forth frantically with the soles of their feet!

Only Immortal King Lei Yuan remained expressionless.

But the chaotic lightning constantly annihilating and regenerating around the [purple cloud heavenly mirror] revealed the heaven-burning rage within this Immortal King's heart.

His gaze pierced through that human hill and landed in the depths of the valley.

On that rocking chair.

That figure in green who seemed to have fallen asleep again.

"Myriad Dao Divine Sect..."

Immortal King Lei Yuan's voice was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"This King has never heard of it."

He tried to use the Heavenly Mirror to see through that youth's cultivation and his Origin.

But on the surface of the mirror, no matter how the lightning flashed or how it deduced...

That youth's figure remained a blur.

Like a mass of indescribable Chaos wrapped in thick mist.

Impossible to spy upon.

Impossible to understand.

Impossible to define.

"Sacred Lord!" That Profound Immortal Elder bowed to request orders, his voice full of killing intent.

"Please allow this subordinate to take the [Thunder Punishment War Group] to the Hundred Thousand Barren Mountains!"

"I will certainly tear that madman into ten thousand pieces and uphold our Sacred Land's Divine Might!"

"No need."

Immortal King Lei Yuan slowly raised his hand.

His gaze remained fixed on that lazy figure in the mirror.

"This person is very strange."

"To be able to make Thousand Jun fall into a deep sleep without any resistance, his strength is at least at the Immortal Lord Realm."

"Or even..."

He didn't continue.

"Pass down this King's decree."

His voice echoed throughout the divine hall.

"Summon Purple Lightning Lord back to the mountain."

Purple Lightning Lord!

Hearing this name, the bodies of all the Elders jolted!

A look of awe appeared in their eyes.

Purple Lightning Lord, the younger brother of Immortal King Lei Yuan and the previous generation's Saint of the Purple Cloud Sacred Land!

A ruthless man who had long since entered the Middle Stage of the Immortal Lord Realm, known for his violent temperament and decisive slaughter!

...Inside the treasury of the Myriad Dao Divine Mountain.

Wang Duojin was sitting with his legs crossed, humming an out-of-tune little tune, holding a communication Jade Slip, spittle flying as he spoke.

"Hello? Little Zhao of the Great Chu Imperial Dynasty! Yes, it's your Senior Brother Wang!"

"I've got something to tell you. Our Sect recently received a batch of 'Immortal Family Construction Materials.' Yes, yes, treasures from the Immortal Realm!"

"I'm telling you, if you use one piece of that stuff to pave a latrine, the smell inside will be more fragrant than the Immortal Qi outside!"

"How about it? Interested in giving your imperial palace a high-end renovation?"

"The price is negotiable! We're family, after all! I'll give you a massive discount!"

Over the past year, Wang Duojin's life had been quite comfortable.

Every few days, Revered Master would drop down a batch of treasures from the Immortal Realm through "internal channels."

Although most were raw Materials like Immortal Plants and Immortal ores, in the Lower Realm, they were treasures capable of causing bloodbaths!

Relying on these things, his Myriad Dao Merchant Guild had completely monopolized the high-end market of the entire Azure Cloud Continent.

Now, if he stomped his foot, the entire continent's economy would tremble three times.

His cultivation had also risen with the massive amount of resources, having long since reached the Mahayana Perfection Realm.

"Alright, alright, I won't chat with you anymore. I have a big client here!"

Wang Duojin impatiently hung up the communication.

He stood up, walked to the center of the treasury, and looking at the mountains of resources emitting a faint Immortal glow, he showed the most satisfied smile of a capitalist.

"It's about time."

He muttered to himself.

"It's time to go to the Upper Realm to find Revered Master."

He had been suppressing his cultivation for nearly half a year.

If he suppressed it any longer, he felt like he would be kicked out directly by the Heavenly Dao of this world.

With a thought, a decree instantly spread throughout the entire Myriad Dao Divine Mountain.

"All Disciples of the inner Sect and above, gather at the Martial Arts Field!"

"Your Senior Brother Wang is going to perform an on-the-spot Ascension for you today!"

...Half an hour later.

Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, Martial Arts Field.

A sea of people.

Tens of thousands of Disciples crowded around the Martial Arts Field, making it impenetrable.

Everyone's gaze converged on the figure in the center of the Martial Arts Field, dressed in flashy gold and looking incredibly flamboyant.

"Ahem!"

Wang Duojin cleared his throat, put his hands behind his back, and assumed the air of an enlightened Revered Master.

"Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, everyone be quiet."

"I've called everyone here today for one reason and one reason only."

"Mainly, your Senior Brother Wang feels that this small pond of the Lower Realm can no longer contain a true dragon like me."

"So, I've decided to go to the Upper Realm to expand the overseas market of our Myriad Dao Merchant Guild!"

He said this with a serious face.

The Disciples below, however, were all turning red from holding back their laughter.

"Senior Brother Wang is awesome!"

"Senior Brother Wang, remember to save a good spot for us in the Upper Realm!"

"Senior Brother Wang, look cool when you ascend!"

Hearing the cheering below, Wang Duojin was quite pleased.

He waved his hand grandly.

"Watch closely!"

"Today, I'll let you witness what it means to have a 'Pay-to-Win' style Heavenly Tribulation!"

As his voice fell.

He no longer suppressed his cultivation!

Boom—!

A terrifying aura of Mahayana Perfection, which had long since been accumulated to its peak, soared into the sky!

Above the firmament, the clouds surged and rolled!

Familiar purple-black tribulation clouds began to gather frantically!

That world-destroying pressure descended once again!

But this time, there was not a hint of fear on the faces of the Disciples below.

Instead, they all craned their necks as if waiting to see a grand fireworks display.

Just kidding.

What was there to fear from a Heavenly Tribulation that the Sect Master could drive away with a single sentence?

"Come on!"

Wang Duojin roared towards the sky, his heroic spirit reaching the clouds.

"Let the storm come even more fiercely!"

"Rumble—!"

The tribulation clouds above the firmament seemed to be enraged by his arrogant attitude.

Thick Thunder Dragons, as massive as mountain ranges, tumbled and roared within the cloud layer!

That power was even a few points more terrifying than the one Ye Chenfeng and the others had drawn a year ago!

"Holy crap! Did I overdo it?"

Wang Duojin looked at the display in the sky, and the smile on his face stiffened slightly.

Right then—Revered Master!

Wang Duojin was overjoyed, and his back instantly straightened again.

He looked at the world-ending Lightning Tribulation about to fall from the sky and curled his lip in disdain.

"That's it?"

Just as his voice fell.

A stream of light tore through space without warning and appeared before him.

The light dissipated, revealing dozens of... Magic Treasures that emitted brilliant Immortal light and were clearly not mundane items!

There was a purple shield swirling with thunder!

There was a golden treasure robe inscribed with countless runes!

And there was even a... green helmet emitting dense life energy?

As soon as these Magic Treasures appeared, they automatically flew onto Wang Duojin's body, armoring him from head to toe.

"This... this is..."

Wang Duojin felt the vast, sea-like terrifying power coming from these Magic Treasures, and he was completely stunned.

Every single one was an Immortal Artifact!

And their rank didn't seem low either!

"What are you dazing for?" Chu Xuanjin's voice rang out again.

"Strike a cool pose and welcome your graduation ceremony."

Wang Duojin snapped out of it.

He looked at the massive lightning pillar that had already formed and was about to fall, took a deep breath, and slowly raised... his middle finger.

"Come!"

"Strike right here!"

"If you can break your Grandpa Wang's defense, I'll consider it my loss!"

"Boom—!"

The world-ending lightning pillar crashed down!

The entire Myriad Dao Divine Mountain was illuminated into a deathly white by that blinding light!

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