58: Chapter 58 Split Up, Remember We're Here to Buy Goods

Outside the canyon, the silence lasted for several minutes.

After that massive phantom of the Azure Emperor dissipated and Lu Chen spoke, everyone froze in place.

The crowd looked at one another, no one daring to take the first step.

Among the crowd of Loose Cultivators at the edge of the canyon stood an old man.

The old man had white hair and wore a Daoist robe; his name was Qi Yunxiu, and his Daoist title was Qi Yunzi.

Qi Yunxiu grit his teeth.

Qi Yunxiu was eight hundred and sixty years old this year and had been stuck in the Xiantai Realm for three hundred years; his blood and Qi were withered, and he didn't have many years left to live.

Rather than dying of old age in an Immortal Cave, it was better to take a gamble!

"Damn it, if I die, I die! Since Emperor Yun went in, maybe those rules really aren't restrictive!"

Qi Yunxiu roared, burning the last remaining essence blood in his body as his form turned into a muddy stream of light, eyes closed tight as he slammed into that rainbow light gate.

He got closer and closer to the light gate.

Old Ghost Wanxue, Daoist Minggu, Perfected Purple Thunder, Lei Xuzi, and Heavenly Crone Ziyou looked at each other, the corners of their mouths curling up.

The five did not move to stop him; they also wanted to enter, but were afraid to act recklessly out of concern for their own lives.

Qi Yunxiu felt himself crash into a soft barrier.

The expected thunder and erasure by the Laws did not appear.

A second later, Qi Yunxiu vanished through the light gate, and a roar faintly echoed from behind the door:

"I'm not dead! There really are no restrictions! I'm in! It's full of Spiritual Qi! Hahahaha!"

As this voice spread, the Sunset Grand Canyon instantly boiled over.

"You really can enter! Emperor Yun didn't lie!"

"Damn it! That bone age restriction really was fake! We were played!"

"Charge! If we're late, we won't even get a drop of soup!"

The Cultivators who were still watching earlier now had bloodshot eyes, their spiritual power surging.

The majesty of the Holy Lands and the order of the queue were not worth mentioning in the face of longevity and Opportunity.

Countless streams of light charged densely toward that entrance, which wasn't particularly spacious.

In mid-air, the faces of the five Saint Elders twitched, their expressions shifting uncertainly.

The five grit their teeth, but their eyes shimmered with light.

"There really are no restrictions..."

A bloody light flickered in Old Ghost Wanxue's eyes as his withered palm suddenly clenched tight.

"Heaven never seals off all paths! As long as I can find a single Undying Saint Herb inside, I can live for another five hundred years!"

Arcs of lightning jumped around Perfected Purple Thunder as he roared at the top of his lungs:

"All members of Zixiao Holy Land, charge with me! Kill the gods if they block us, kill the Buddhas if they block us!"

Daoist Minggu, Lei Xuzi, and Heavenly Crone Ziyou activated their Saintly Might, directly knocking aside several Loose Cultivators who were in their way.

Before entering the gate, Old Ghost Wanxue suddenly turned his head, glaring at the Loose Cultivators swarming from behind and shouting:

"A bunch of ants also want to share the feast? Those without backgrounds better keep your eyes sharp! If you run into us inside, there is only death for you! Humph!"

"If you dare to come in, then come!"

As his voice fell, the five tore through the void and vanished into the light gate.

...

Inside the Azure Emperors Secret Realm.

The wanbao treasure ship passed through the spatial barrier; below was a primitive forest.

The sky was azure, with nine suns formed from spiritual power hanging high above. The surrounding Spiritual Qi was incredibly dense, condensing into fine droplets of water.

Lu Chen stood at the bow, his Divine Sense spreading out in all directions.

Lu Chen sensed that at the entrance behind them, hundreds and thousands of auras were pouring in, accompanied by various noisy shouts and the clashing of weapons.

"Sure enough, they've all come."

Lu Chen gave a light chuckle and turned to look at the people behind him.

At this moment, Lin Bufan, Shen Mengyao, and the other Holy Land juniors, as well as Xiao Yuzhu, Wei Hongyu, Yun Qianyue, and Yan Lingji, were all breathing rapidly, their fists clenched in great excitement!

"Everyone, calm down."

Lu Chen sat down casually on a soft chair, took a cup of immortal tea handed over by Su Qiyue, took a sip, and tucked away his smile.

"Next, you will all be acting individually. There are some things this Venerable must make clear to you first."

Hearing this, Leng Qingqiu and Yun Qianyue, who were already eager to go, immediately stood up straight.

Lu Chen pointed toward the entrance and said:

"Those old fellows outside just now—Old Ghost Wanxue, Perfected Purple Thunder, and the rest—do you really think they are highly respected Seniors?"

Lin Bufan scratched his head:

"Grandmaster, they are Saints after all. They should care about their reputation, right?"

"Reputation?" Lu Chen sneered.

"In the face of the fear of death when one's Lifespan is nearly exhausted and the Great Dao is hopeless, reputation is worth nothing at all."

"Remember, most of the old monsters coming in this time are at a Bottleneck in their cultivation."

"With little life left and no hope of Breakthrough, these people's way of doing things is extremely radical."

"For the sake of survival and a chance to become an Emperor, these people will do anything."

"Extracting souls and refining spirits, killing people to seize treasures—that is common practice for them."

Lin Bufan looked puzzled: "In the past, above the Saint was the Great Emperor. These people are only one Realm away from being a Great Emperor, why would they be so desperate?"

"One step?"

Lu Chen shook his head and waved a finger.

"This step is simply impossible to cross."

Lu Chen put down his teacup and spoke slowly.

"Above the Saint Realm, there is indeed only the Supreme Realm. Once you reach the Supreme level, you actually begin to touch and condense your own Imperial Dao Law."

"Theoretically speaking, as long as a Supreme is given enough time to slowly polish their Law, they will one day be able to prove their Dao as a Great Emperor."

"But the problem is, no one's Lifespan is infinite."

Lu Chen continued:

"From Supreme to Great Emperor, the span is immense."

"Nearly ten thousand years ago, those who became Emperors were scarce, almost non-existent. Cultivation became increasingly difficult. Relatively speaking, becoming a Saint isn't hard, but Supremes and Great Emperors were even rarer; I was the only exception."

"To fill this void, Cultivators forcibly carved out a Realm in the middle called Quasi-Emperor to show their prestige."

"Quasi-Emperors aren't divided into early, middle, or Late Stages; they are directly divided into turns, from one to nine."

"Each turn involves continuously condensing one's own Imperial Dao Law until finally, the nine-nine return to one, achieving the status of a Great Emperor."

At this point, Lu Chen glanced at Wei Hongyu:

"Like those old fellows outside, stuck at the Peak of the Saint Realm for hundreds of years, they haven't even touched the threshold of Supreme, let alone the Nine-Turn Quasi-Emperor path that follows. These people's Lifespans are nearly exhausted; they will use any means necessary when they encounter an Opportunity."

"Because once they reach Supreme, they are at the top. Those with power will consume Undying Saint Herbs or Undying Divine Herbs."

"Those without will be recruited by other great powers, and they will surely endure their Lifespans to break through. Although they can't pile up enough to reach Great Emperor, reaching Quasi-Emperor is easy!"

Just then, Lu Chen's brow twitched slightly.

"Ho, quite a lot of people have come, they're packed in tight."

In Lu Chen's Divine Sense perception, in just a short moment, thousands of Cultivators had already rushed into the Secret Realm.

Lu Chen slowly stood up.

An Imperial Might centered on Lu Chen instantly erupted!

Boom—!

The entire firmament of the Azure Emperors Secret Realm trembled at this moment; the winds and clouds changed color, and the light of the nine spiritual suns dimmed slightly.

With the support of the Imperial Dao Law, Lu Chen's voice instantly entered the ears of every Cultivator in the Secret Realm:

"I don't care which power you belong to."

"As for the things in this Secret Realm, take them according to your own ability, but there is one thing!"

"Don't provoke the people of my Yunxiao Holy Land! Don't touch my Disciples!"

"If anyone dares to rely on their high cultivation to target my Holy Land's juniors, bullying the small as an Elder..."

His voice paused, carrying a chill:

"You had better pray you can shield your aura from my Divine Sense, or that you can withstand my Immortal Dao killing move—The Friend-Sending Wind."

These words echoed through the heavens and earth for a long time.

Old Ghost Wanxue and the others, who had just rushed into the Secret Realm and were preparing to start a massacre, heard this voice.

They looked at each other, the murderous light in their eyes instantly receding quite a bit.

"This Lu Chen is too protective!"

Daoist Minggu grit his teeth and immediately sent a voice transmission to the Disciples under his sect, ordering them to avoid the people from Yunxiao Holy Land.

On the wanbao treasure ship.

The Disciples looked at Lu Chen with burning eyes.

Lu Chen withdrew his Imperial Might, returning to his lazy appearance. He turned to look at everyone and waved his hand:

"Alright, the harsh words have been said, and I've stabilized the situation."

"Now, everyone listen to my command!"

Swoosh!

Including Wei Hongyu, everyone stood up straight together.

"Separate and take action! Don't bunch up!"

"If you encounter peers in competition, fight if you can win, and run if you can't."

"If you encounter those shameless old monsters who dare to act against you..."

Lu Chen pulled a handful of jade talismans from his robe and distributed them to everyone:

"Crush this and shout 'Revered Master/Grandmaster! Save me!'."

"Remember our slogan!"

Lu Chen waved his hand grandly, pointing toward this Secret Realm that was filled with treasures:

"We are here to—restock!"

"As long as it's valuable—Spirit Medicines, Ores, Magic Treasures—move whatever can be moved! Leave not a single blade of grass!"

"Go! Scrape this Secret Realm clean!"

"Yes!"

The Disciples answered in unison, leaping off the treasure ship one after another and flying toward all corners of the Secret Realm.

Watching the receding backs of his Disciples, Lu Chen nodded and lay back down on the soft chair, beckoning with his finger to Yan Lingji behind him:

"Come, continue the massage. Lying still and having you proactively serve me is comfortable!"

"But after being still for too long and being comfortable for a while, my neck is sore and I can't even hold it up!"

"Quickly rub and knead it for me. I still have serious business to do later; I'll have to use my Divided Soul to watch over them. It won't do if I can't hold my head up."

PS:

Thanks to True Immortal Gu Changsheng for the Boba Milk Tea and the 'power generation'!

Thanks to 'One Bread for 500,000' for the 'power generation'!

Thanks to '--Red Right Hand--' for the 'power generation'!

Thanks to '& Fu Fu &' for the 'power generation'!

Thanks to 'Tao Li, Run Fast' for the 'power generation'!

...

Everyone who sent gifts is my big brother. This little brother has no special talents, so I can only kowtow to the big brothers!

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