931: Chapter 932 The next day, early morning.

Early morning, the next day.

Yao Delong bid farewell to the still-sleeping Leng Yuekui and transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for the Yin Yang Sect's most core Forbidden Ground—the airspace above that massive lake imbued with spatial power.

With his current cultivation at the Void Refining Peak, a sweep of his Divine Thought had long since clearly "seen" the Lotus Pond Dao Palace suspended deep within layers of the void, enveloped by countless spatial ripples. However, he did not barge in directly. Instead, following proper etiquette, he hovered above the lake's surface, bowed toward the seemingly empty air, and said in a clear voice:

“Disciple Yao Delong requests an audience with Senior Xuanwu!”

Before his voice had even faded!

Buzz—!

The space ahead rippled like water, and a massive gate of light emitting a soft white glow, wide enough for several people to walk through abreast, appeared out of thin air without warning!

Deep at the bottom of the lake, that massive black tortoise lazily lifted its eyelids, but a flash of genuine astonishment flickered in its golden pupils: “This kid... a year ago he was just a Soul Transformation Junior, and how long has it been? Void Refining Peak?! And his Foundation is so robust... it's like he's seen a ghost! Just how the hell has this kid been cultivating?” It nearly choked on a piece of ten-thousand-year cold marrow in its mouth.

“Thank you, Senior!” Yao Delong was entirely unaware of Xuanwu's internal grumbling. He bowed once more toward the gate of light and then stepped through without hesitation!

Spatial transition.

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi so dense it had nearly liquefied, mixed with the indescribable fragrance of vegetation and the rich scent of a hundred flowers, instantly enveloped Yao Delong. The scene before his eyes suddenly opened up—

Strange peaks towered high, flying waterfalls and flowing springs cascaded down like the Silver River of the Nine Heavens, immortal cranes gathered, and Auspicious Beasts were faintly visible among the spiritual plants shrouded in mist. The Spiritual Qi was so thick it condensed into strands of seven-colored haze, refracting dreamlike halos in the sunlight. This place was clearly an ancient immortal realm, perfectly preserved and independent of the Azure Cloud World!

And at the center of that blessed land, a majestic and vast palace, built entirely from flawless white "Nine Heavens Cloud Soul Jade," stood silently atop a ten-thousand-fathom peak! Clouds churned beneath the palace, rosy light swirled, and Immortal Qi permeated the air, radiating a vast, ancient, and magnificent dao rhyme that seemed to suppress all ages!

It was none other than—the Lotus Pond Dao Palace!

Yao Delong's figure flickered as he directly crossed through space, appearing before the main hall of the Dao Palace, which was as massive as a mountain gate. The plaza paved with white jade was spotless, the hall doors were tightly shut, and an invisible dao rhyme permeated the area.

He straightened his robes, faced the closed doors, bowed with cupped fists, and sent his clear voice inside:

“Disciple Yao Delong, by my Revered Master's command, has come specifically to pay respects to Martial Ancestor Aunt-Master Long Yu!”

Buzz!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Delong felt the space before him instantly twist and blur. The next moment, he found himself inside a grand hall that was incredibly spacious, with a ceiling that seemed inlaid with a river of stars and a floor flowing with Yin and Yang dao patterns!

The grand hall was empty and silent. Only at the very front, on a cloud bed carved from a single piece of "Chaos Dao Enlightenment Stone" and emitting wisps of Chaos aura, a figure sat quietly in meditation.

She wore a seemingly simple white daoist robe that flowed with the light of stars. Even the wide sleeves could not fully conceal the breathtakingly exquisite curves beneath; her waist was as slender as a bundle, and the peaks and valleys of her figure were perfectly proportioned, appearing both holy and carrying a hint of lingering temptation.

At this moment, her eyelids were slightly lowered, and a slender hand as white as jade and flawless was holding a Jade Slip that emitted an ancient aura. She was reading with focused concentration, as if immersed in some profound deduction.

At first glance, her face looked like that of a young girl in her sixteenth year, with skin so delicate it seemed it would break at a touch, carrying a kind of worldly purity. However, the eyes she raised to look at Yao Delong were as deep as if they contained billions of years of starlight, calm as an ancient well, seemingly able to pierce through all falsehoods in the world and see through the past and future! An indescribable pressure, as vast and heavy as the heavens and earth, silently enveloped the entire hall the moment she looked up!

This was one of the pillars of the Cangyun Sect, a hidden Old Ancestor of incredibly high seniority—Martial Ancestor Aunt-Master Long Yu!

She slowly set down the Jade Slip, which dissipated into points of starlight at her fingertips. A voice that was cold, ethereal, and seemingly devoid of any earthly touch echoed slowly through the hall:

“You brat, you've finally deigned to come to my place!”

This cold and ethereal voice echoed in the hall, carrying a faint hint of "I've finally waited for you," as well as a touch of a Senior's slight reproach for a Junior's tardiness.

A perfectly timed smile of "shame" appeared on Yao Delong's face. Surrounded by his female confidantes, he had indeed been incredibly busy since returning to the sect. Had it not been for the threatening reminder from his Revered Master, Leng Yuekui, he might have pushed back his visit to the Lotus Pond Dao Palace by a few more days. He quickly bowed with utmost respect: “Greetings, Martial Ancestor Aunt-Master Long Yu! This Junior... this Junior has been busy preparing for the wedding recently, and with so many trifles to attend to, I was delayed for a bit. I hope Martial Ancestor Aunt-Revered Master will forgive me.” He directly shifted the blame to the "wedding," refusing to admit he was busy running back and forth between several peaks to "soothe" his beauties.

Long Yu's eyes, which seemed to contain billions of years of starlight, swept over Yao Delong indifferently. She did not probe the truth of his words but simply nodded slightly. She was more concerned about the pill that affected her own path of the Dao. “Mhm. A few months ago, you and this Old Ancestor made a pact. I provide the spiritual materials, and you refine that nine aperture spirit nurturing pill for me. Does that still stand?”

“Since it is Martial Ancestor Aunt-Revered Master's command, how would this Junior dare to forget? It stands, of course it stands!” Yao Delong answered decisively.

Hearing this, Long Yu seemingly casually flicked her wide, plain white sleeves.

Buzz!

Nine treasures, each emitting a different aura of Origin, flowing with light and vibrant colors, and shrouded in precious glows, hovered in the air before Yao Delong!

crimson sun soul fruit: Entirely red like lava, its surface flowing with golden flame patterns, it emitted a scorching Pure Yang Soul aura. Its color was so pure it looked as if it had just been plucked from the core of the sun.

nine yin soul condensing grass: Shaped like a ghost orchid, entirely ice-blue and nearly transparent, its leaves were covered in fine profound ice frost crystals. Strands of extremely cold Yin Qi swirled around it, seemingly freezing the space itself.

star tear crystal: A drop of solidified deep blue liquid, its interior seemingly sealing a rotating river of stars. Countless tiny points of starlight flickered in and out of existence within it, with vast Star Power held in check.

earth vein dragon marrow: A yellowish crystal shaped like a dragon in amber, with thick, molten gold-like marrow flowing slowly inside, emitting a heavy and majestic earth dragon vein aura.

Styx Nether Epiphyllum: A half-open, half-closed pure black lotus flower, its petals carved like the deepest ink jade. Strands of netherworld Death Qi and pure Soul Power were strangely intertwined and coiled together.

ten thousand year blood jade marrow: A diamond-shaped blood jade the size of a chicken heart, with thick blood seemingly burning inside, emitting a vast and boundless life essence and a hint of ancient, ominous aura.

Earth Core Fire Lotus Seed: Nine lotus seeds, each like a beating miniature sun, their surfaces covered in fine golden flame dao patterns. The pure and violent earth core fire elemental power was almost ready to burst from their shells.

Yellow Springs Shore Flower: A blooming, bewitching red flower, its petals as crimson as blood, but its stamens a ghostly pale white. A thick aura of Reincarnation permeated the air, as if it could bridge the boundary between life and death.

nine nether earth core milk: A mass of milky-white liquid hovering in a jade bowl. It looked calm, yet it radiated the most refined Nine Nether cold Yin Origin power. Its coldness was restrained, but it could freeze and shatter the Divine Soul upon contact.