59: Chapter 59 Your divine eyes cannot see through me!

At the peak of Changge Peak, clouds and mist swirled.

Su Changge was holding that pitch-black stone, turning it over and over against the light of the setting sun to examine it.

“Fragment of the Primal Divine Stone... sounds like quite the big deal.”

He muttered, tentatively infusing a wisp of Spiritual Qi into it.

The moment the Spiritual Qi touched the stone, it was like a drop of water falling into the Dead Sea, vanishing without a trace without even producing a single bubble.

“System, how on earth do I use this piece of junk? It's not actually just a decorative ornament, is it?”

He asked lazily in his mind.

[Ding! Insufficient permissions, unable to analyze.]

[The Host can spend 10,000,000 emotion points to perform a deep analysis of the Divine Stone.]

“Ten million?”

Su Changge's eyelid twitched violently.

He almost dropped the stone in his hand.

“Why don't you just rob someone! Ten million just to analyze a stone? I could buy a Divine-Grade Sword Dao realization for that price!”

This cost was enough to wipe out all the emotion points he had painstakingly accumulated overnight.

For an unknown 'possibility', was he to gamble his entire fortune?

Not worth it.

Completely not worth it.

“Forget it, forget it. Whoever wants it can have it, I'm not researching this anymore.”

He decisively abandoned the money-burning idea and casually tossed the stone back into the System space.

Exploring the secrets of the world was nowhere near as comfortable as lying down and soaking up the sun.

Su Changge lay back in his rocking chair, preparing to continue his great career as a salted fish, his entire body radiating a lazy aura of 'the Dao is simple, and I have no quarrel with the world'.

He didn't know that his series of actions had been completely observed by Ye Qingyao, who was quietly standing under an ancient pine tree not far away.

She watched as her Revered Master first stared at the Divine Stone with a slight frown, as if engaging in a clash of Divine Thought with an eternal existence.

Then, he suddenly seemed to have a breakthrough, put the Divine Stone away, and returned to a state of calm and indifference.

This scene set off a monstrous wave in Ye Qingyao's heart.

“Revered Master has gained another realization...”

She even lightened her breathing, for fear of disturbing that mysterious Dao Rhyme.

She had also seen that black stone.

Although its appearance was unremarkable, how could something that Revered Master treated so solemnly, even needing to close his eyes to meditate on, be ordinary!

“This stone must be the foundation of Revered Master's Dao!”

In Ye Qingyao's mind, countless thoughts flashed wildly, connecting themselves into an earth-shattering truth.

“Perhaps this stone is a relic from some ancient Immortal Court, containing the secret of Ascension!”

“Or perhaps, this is simply a piece of unpolished Dao jade. It looks like a common rock, but in fact, it contains the Origin Laws of the entire world. Only someone of Revered Master's Realm can glimpse its mysteries!”

“Revered Master's contemplation just now must have been deducing the secrets of heaven, comprehending that ultimate path to transcendence!”

The more she thought, the brighter her eyes became, her heart filled with endless reverence and a sense of mission.

For an existence like Revered Master, every single thing he did would inevitably affect the fabric of the world.

“No! Revered Master's great plan for Ascension must not be disturbed!”

“I must act as a Protector for Revered Master!”

Ye Qingyao made up her mind and tightened her grip on her sword.

From this day forward, guarding Changge Peak and protecting Revered Master's quiet cultivation would be her primary duty in her cultivation!

Life on Changge Peak returned to tranquility once more, amidst the strange atmosphere of one person truly being a salted fish and the other being caught in a frenzy of overthinking.

However, the world below the mountain was completely boiling because of Su Changge's sword strike.

A storm was brewing.

...

Half a month later, outside the mountain gate of the Taixuan Sect.

“Rumble—”

From the end of the sky, a dull, thunderous Dragon's roar echoed, causing the sea of clouds to churn.

Nine black flood dragons, each a hundred feet long with grim scales and a ferocious aura, were pulling an extremely luxurious and massive carriage, tearing through the clouds.

The carriage was forged entirely from rare Warm Sun Treasure Jade and Star Essence Gold, surrounded by Immortal Qi and draped with thousands of tassels. Wherever it passed, golden lotuses manifested out of thin air in the Void Realm, accompanied by ethereal immortal music; the display was grand to the extreme.

“What... what is that?!”

“Nine dragons pulling a carriage... it's the 'nine dragon sinking incense carriage' from the Yaoguang Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland!”

“Heavens! People from the Yaoguang Holy Land have arrived! And it's at the level of the Saint himself!”

At the foot of the mountain, countless Loose Cultivators waiting to join the Sect and spies from various factions saw this scene and were all scared out of their wits, retreating one after another, their faces filled with awe and fear.

The Yaoguang Holy Land was a supreme overlord standing at the peak of the Eastern Wasteland.

Their Saint was hailed as the number one of the younger generation, a sun and moon that countless prodigies had to look up to.

How could such a legendary figure, who was rarely seen, suddenly visit this 'backwater' like the Taixuan Sect?

The carriage slowly came to a halt a hundred feet before the Taixuan Sect's mountain gate.

A guard commander clad in golden battle armor, with eyes as sharp as an eagle and an aura as deep as the sea, stepped out from beside the carriage. His voice was like a great bell, resonating across the fields:

“The Yaoguang Holy Son, Ji Wushuang, has arrived at the Taixuan Sect! Sect Head of the Taixuan Sect, come out and welcome him immediately!”

In that voice was an arrogance that seemed to issue commands, brooking no doubt.

Sect Master, who had already received the news, led a group of Elders and hurried out from within the mountain gate, a forced smile on his face.

“We did not know Your Highness the Saint was visiting; we apologize for the lack of a proper welcome!”

Sect Master lowered his posture significantly and bowed in greeting.

There was no other way; the Sect's strength was inferior to others—this was reality.

The bead curtain of the carriage was gently lifted by a well-defined, fair, and slender hand.

A young man dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, with a face so handsome it made the world lose its color, stepped out slowly.

As soon as he appeared, it was as if all the light and sound were stolen by him alone.

He was indeed the Yaoguang Holy Son, Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang's gaze only lingered on Sect Master for half a breath before indifferently moving away, as if looking for even a moment longer was a waste.

He didn't even acknowledge Sect Master's greeting and spoke directly, his voice cold and carrying an innate loftiness.

“Where is that person called Su Changge?”

“Have him come out to see me.”

This was not a question.

It was an order.

Extreme arrogance and insolence, without any concealment.

He had only one purpose for this trip—to expose a fraud!

A tiny place with meager Spiritual Qi, was it worthy of giving birth to a peerless Sword Immortal who could 'open the sky with one sword'?

In his view, this was nothing more than a clumsy scam self-directed by the Taixuan Sect to gain fame.

Today, he would personally tear apart this lie in front of all the forces in the Eastern Wasteland watching this place, and trample that fraud named 'Su Changge' under his feet!

He would let the world see who the true Dominator of the Eastern Wasteland's younger generation was!

Hearing these extremely rude words, Sect Master's face instantly stiffened, and a surge of anger rushed to his head.

But when he thought of the behemoth behind the other party, he could only suppress it firmly.

“Reporting to Your Highness the Saint, Senior Su is currently in quiet cultivation on Changge Peak and does not like to be disturbed by outsiders...”

“Quiet cultivation?”

The corners of Ji Wushuang's lips curled into a mocking arc.

“In my view, he’s acting like a turtle hiding in its shell, not daring to come out and see people, isn't he?”

The three thousand Feather Forest Guards behind him erupted into a uniform, low sneer, their voices merging together with a heavy sense of pressure.

The Disciples of the Taixuan Sect were all so angry that their fists were tightly clenched and their faces flushed red, yet they were too afraid to speak out.

Just as the atmosphere reached a peak of oppression.

A voice as clear as an icy spring came from within the mountain gate.

“Are the people of the Holy Land so lacking in manners?”

Ye Qingyao, dressed in white, her hand on the hilt of her sword, walked out slowly.

Her eyes were as cold as frost, looking directly at the high-and-mighty Ji Wushuang.

Ji Wushuang's gaze fell on Ye Qingyao, and his pupils contracted imperceptibly.

What a stunning woman!

What a pure and sharp Sword Intent!

But that flash of surprise vanished in an instant, and he returned to his posture of looking down on all living beings, his voice indifferent: “This Saint is here to find Su Changge, not to waste words with a minor character like you.”

“You do not yet have the qualification to speak with me.”

“You!” Ye Qingyao gritted her teeth, and the Sword Qi around her body surged.

Ji Wushuang, however, was already too lazy to give her another look, and too lazy to waste more words with Sect Master.

His figure flickered, turning into a streak of golden light, and he actually ignored the Mountain Protection Grand Array of the Taixuan Sect, leading his large group of followers to forcefully charge towards Changge Peak!

“Stop them!” Sect Master cried out in alarm and roared.

However, how could the elite guards of the Yaoguang Holy Land be stopped by the Elders and Disciples of the Taixuan Sect?

In the violent collision, the people of the Taixuan Sect were instantly knocked over.

The news spread like a storm to the top of Changge Peak.

Su Changge, who was lying in his rocking chair and feeling drowsy, was awakened by the clamor and fluctuations of Spiritual Qi from down the mountain, and he opened his eyes irritably.

He sighed, his face filled with the helplessness of having his peaceful dreams disturbed.

“Again?”

“Why is it so hard to have a quiet life?”

“They just have to rush up to disturb my sleep; how is one supposed to live?”