219: Head to the Human Race

“It’s time to collect some interest.”

Decades later, Su Yu emerged from seclusion again.

At this moment, his aura was flawless. Just standing there, even if one’s gaze fell upon him, without Body Integration Stage cultivation, Void Refining and lower Cultivators would simply overlook his existence.

Even Mahayana Cultivators with slightly weaker Divine Souls wouldn't be able to detect his aura.

With his strength having reached such a level, it was time for Su Yu to seek revenge.

Back in the Immortal Medicine Garden, so many Mahayana Cultivators had besieged him, pushing him to the brink multiple times. If this grudge wasn't repaid, Su Yu's thoughts would not be at peace.

And the first person he wanted to take revenge on was Heavenly Lord Yang Xuan.

This person was narrow-minded and petty. His Realm was already Mahayana Perfection. If he were allowed to step into Undergoing Tribulation and convert to immortal essence, his strength would naturally skyrocket.

This person must not be allowed to live!

Su Yu was seen calculating the heavenly secrets with one hand, trying to find Yang Xuan's location.

After a quarter of an hour, Su Yu's expression turned grim.

“The heavenly secrets of the Nine Spirits Realm are in Chaos. It seems there are two very powerful forces stirring the heavenly secrets. What kind of existences can achieve this?”

Su Yu stroked his chin, guessing in his heart.

With his current abilities, even fully activating his heavenly secret mystic art, he couldn't interfere with the heavenly secrets of an entire Realm.

It seemed that during the years he was in seclusion, something major must have happened in the Nine Spirits Realm.

“Forget it, let Yang Xuan and the others cling to life for a few more days!

Now that I am Mahayana, I can roam the Grand Void. It’s time to visit the Spirit Realm.

I wonder if she's doing well!”

Su Yu thought about it. The current situation was not a good time to kill Yang Xuan.

Now that he was in the Mahayana Stage, he could return to the Spirit Realm and see the person he wanted to see.

With this thought, Su Yu left a few instructions for Jin Yan and the others, then tore open the Void Realm and escaped into it.

The Nine Spirits Realm and the Spirit Realm are very far apart.

The distance of dozens of Spirit Realms.

If a Mahayana Cultivator wants to go to other Spirit Realms, the best way is to take an inter-realm spirit ark.

After all, inter-Realm flying consumes an enormous amount of magical power, and Mahayana Cultivators cannot fly across Realms for extended periods.

And the inter-realm spirit ark is a colossal ark specially built for Cultivators to travel to other Spirit Realms.

An inter-realm spirit ark is as large as a Small World.

What it transports, coming and going, is not just people, but also Heaven And Earth Treasures for cross-Realm business dealings of various races.

However, the Materials required to build an inter-realm spirit ark are truly astronomical.

Even though the Human Race is very powerful in the Tianyuan Continent and has Peak Mahayana Stage Cultivators, they still cannot build one.

In the entire Nine Spirits Realm, only three powerful races possess inter-realm spirit arks.

The Nine Spirits Clan, the Frost Clan, and the Gan Clan, descendants of an incarnated True Immortal.

The race Su Yu was heading to this time, which possessed an inter-realm spirit ark, was the Nine Spirits Clan, where the Nine Spirits Sword Immortal resided.

Otherwise, relying solely on his own flight, who knows how long it would take to reach the Spirit Realm... The Nine Spirits Clan is in the Chiyang Continent, and the journey is extremely long.

Su Yu returned to the Human Race territory again, intending to use the inter-domain teleportation array to teleport to the Wind Thunder Continent, where the Yin Yue Clan resided.

At this moment, he arrived at the Human Race Holy Land, Tianyuan Palace.

As soon as he arrived, he informed Yu Jizi and the others.

As fellow Mahayana Cultivators and members of the Human Race, it was necessary to maintain some connections.

Perhaps one day he would need their help.

Above Tianyuan Palace, Yu Jizi, upon receiving Su Yu's message, immediately flew out from Tianyuan Palace.

“Fellow Daoist Xuan Xiao, long time no see!”

As soon as Yu Jizi appeared, he greeted Su Yu warmly.

His tone even carried a hint of respect.

“Indeed, it has been many years since we parted in the Immortal Medicine Garden. It seems not only did I obtain an Opportunity, but looking at your aura, Fellow Daoist, you are about to step into the Upper-grade Mahayana Stage, aren’t you!”

Su Yu smiled at Yu Jizi, cupping his hands and saying.

After he entered Mahayana, the Heavenly Saint Divine Eye no longer needed to be activated manually, and could maintain one-third of its power.

He could see that Yu Jizi previously had only about a dozen strands of Law silk within him, but now, after more than a hundred years, he had reached over twenty strands of Law silk.

It seemed he had encountered another Opportunity.

“How can I compare to Fellow Daoist! Not only did you obtain the xuantian spiritual treasure, xuantian immortal slaying sword, but you were also able to calmly escape from so many foreign race Mahayana Cultivators.

Now, seeing your radiant Spiritual Treasure, I presume your strength is no less than that of a Peak Mahayana Stage Cultivator!”

Yu Jizi flattered him again.

“I wouldn't dare claim to be a Peak Mahayana Stage Cultivator. Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Yu Jizi, do you intend to converse with me like this?”

Su Yu was vague about his strength, then changed the topic.

“Ah! Look at me, I actually forgot about this, my apologies, my apologies! Then let me be your guide this time, Fellow Daoist Xuan Xiao, please!”

Yu Jizi seemed to suddenly realize that conversing in mid-air was a bit impolite, so he invited Su Yu into Tianyuan Palace.

“By the way, Fellow Daoist Xuan Xiao, you haven't been to Tianyuan Palace before, have you?”

Yu Jizi noticed Su Yu carefully observing Tianyuan Palace and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Indeed, this is my first time at Tianyuan Palace. I didn't expect the Human Race’s Holy Land, Tianyuan Palace, to be so magnificent!”

Looking at Tianyuan Palace, which resembled a Small World, Su Yu sighed with emotion.

Especially within Tianyuan Palace, Su Yu's Heavenly Saint Divine Eye could see thousands of Prodigies.

Their Foundations were so solid, far surpassing Cultivators of the same Realm by more than double.

Some top Prodigies even had Foundations so strong that they were almost on par with himself at the same Realm!

It seems the Human Race has its own system for nurturing Prodigies, so there is no need to worry about a lack of new talent.

“Disciple Han Yun greets Old Ancestor!”

As the two walked along an immortal bridge in Tianyuan Palace, a young boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, suddenly flew past them.

However, upon approaching the two, he stopped flying on his sword, bowed to them, and then continued his flight.

“Fellow Daoist Yu Jizi, your Disciple in Tianyuan Palace is quite free-spirited.”

This young man named Han Yun seemed to possess a natural innocent heart, able to remain neither humble nor arrogant even in the face of Mahayana Cultivators.

Moreover, in Su Yu's view, this child's Foundation was strong enough to rank among the top three of the thousands of Disciples in Tianyuan Palace.

Not only did he have Water Spiritual Root Aptitude, but he also possessed the Red Yang Spirit Body among spirit bodies.

He was also following the path of water and fire fusion. Furthermore, he was already a Nascent Soul Cultivator at such a young age, a speed much faster than his own.

“My Tianyuan Palace is a Holy Land for cultivating Mahayana seeds of the Human Race, so there aren't too many rules.

After all, true Prodigies don't need too many rules to bind them, as long as they don't betray the Human Race.”

Yu Jizi waved his hand upon hearing this.

“So that’s how it is.”

Su Yu nodded.

Afterward, Yu Jizi led Su Yu to the Sacred Origin Hall of Tianyuan Palace.

Although it was called a grand hall, it was actually a Small World.

It stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

This was Yu Jizi's cave heaven.

After the two entered the Sacred Origin Hall, Yu Jizi brought Su Yu to the tea room and served him fine tea.

“Please, Fellow Daoist.”

Yu Jizi poured Su Yu a cup of tea and extended his hand in invitation.

“Then I won't be polite.”

Su Yu picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly.

A rich floral tea aroma entered Su Yu's mouth, causing the taste buds on his tongue to comfortably open.

As the tea flowed down his throat, there was a warm sensation.

Su Yu's Divine Soul even became a trace clearer!

“Good tea!”