159: Chapter 158 The Taboo of Real Names

Xiao Jiu's four short legs kicked frantically at the air with an expression of utter despair.

Having finally squeezed out from the gap, it shook the cat fur on its body upon landing and squatted on the ground, complaining frantically.

"Bipedal couples are such a hassle!!"

Duyuan and Lin Lei let out a complete sigh of relief.

Hearing the kitten's words, Bai Yuekui let go of Ye Qingxuan, her cheeks slightly flushed.

Ye Qingxuan smiled faintly, raised his hand to pat her head, and said in a casual tone, "Rest assured, a scene like this can't hurt me."

After speaking, he took that strand of Heavenly Dao Origin out from his Primordial Spirit.

The terrifying aura instantly blanketed the entire peak of Mount Mao.

Xiao Jiu's fur instantly stood on end, and with a meow, it leaped high into the air, "Meow?! Such a fragrant scent! Daoist priest, you've struck it rich!!"

Duyuan and Lin Lei subconsciously took half a step back.

Bai Yuekui also raised her head in a daze, staring fixedly at the multicolored light circulating on Ye Qingxuan's hand.

The barrage in the National Fortune Live Broadcast Room instantly exploded, with the viewers all wearing maternal smiles, except for Yun Huan; Lin Yao had gone into closed-door seclusion to avoid seeing it and feeling annoyed.

[Sis is awesome, so brave?!]

[The kitten is so cute!!]

[Can you turn off the broadcast before showing affection!! Are you trying to piss this lady off to death!]

...

Xiao Jiu circled back and forth around Ye Qingxuan's ankles, meowing and muttering incessantly:

"We've made a fortune, we've made a fortune! With this cat hanging out with the Daoist priest, no one will ever think about bullying this cat in the future!"

Looking at this cocky kitten, Ye Qingxuan shook his head helplessly, but his eyes carried a smile.

Duyuan was full of curiosity and couldn't help asking Ye Qingxuan, "Fellow Daoist, is this the Heavenly Dao Origin? With your current cultivation, can you already defeat a Heavenly Immortal?"

His words were full of utter disbelief.

As a Cultivator, he knew better than anyone just how exaggerated the chasm between immortals and Mortals was.

It wasn't that he looked down on Ye Qingxuan, but from ancient times to the present, there had simply never been a Cultivator who hadn't achieved Immortal Ascension yet who could cross Realms to defeat a genuine Heavenly Immortal—let alone the Heavenly Dao at the Heavenly Immortal Realm. This was completely something that shattered the common sense of cultivation.

Being able to defeat the Heavenly Dao at the same Realm meant that under the same Realm, one's comprehension and mastery of the Dao had already surpassed the Heavenly Dao, which meant that that Cultivator had broken through limitations.

Such people were invincible existences within the same Realm. Ever since the creation of the heavens, there were only a handful of them, all of whom were great figures wielding immense Divine Ability who shook the Three Realms.

Lin Lei also edged closer, full of curiosity. He was a Martial Artist and valued combat power above all. Learning that Ye Qingxuan was at the Undergoing Tribulation stage of cultivation, he wanted to know just how much difference there was between the other party's current strength and the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

Ye Qingxuan gently shook his head and said frankly, "I didn't fight the Heavenly Dao; I'm not arrogant enough to pit my Primordial Spirit directly against the Heavenly Dao."

Afterward, he briefly recounted what had happened earlier in the Heavenly Dao Origin space.

The dunyi heavenly dao kept the sijiu heavenly dao in check, while he himself used the Tiangang Divine Ability to draw out the primordial yang and purify the distorted obsession left by Principal Space inside the Heavenly Dao's body. This strand of Origin was the Heavenly Dao's expression of gratitude.

After hearing this, Duyuan, Lin Lei, and Bai Yuekui all wore expressions of sheer incredulity.

What shocked them was Principal Space—a Mortal ant who hadn't even touched the threshold of the immortal gate could actually forcefully distort the cognition of a region's Heavenly Dao.

Then came speechlessness; the Heavenly Dao of a dignified world actually capsized in a gutter, schemed against and polluted by an insignificant person. It was truly outrageous.

While they were still marveling, Ye Qingxuan's expression tightened slightly. Remembering the previous hidden danger, he put away the Heavenly Dao Origin and said solemnly, "The Heavenly Dao Origin can be divided when we get back. Right now, we must resolve the matters of this world as soon as possible and leave early. If we continue to stay here, I'm afraid unknown dangers will arise."

As soon as Ye Qingxuan said this, all three of them were filled with puzzlement.

In their eyes, there was simply no danger in this world.

Those technological gods were as weak as ants and could be crushed to death with a flick.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Dao was now on their side, so no matter how one looked at it, it was a guaranteed win.

Duyuan couldn't help speaking up, "Fellow Daoist, what other danger could there possibly be in this world?"

Ye Qingxuan's expression was solemn as he slowly spoke, "I overlooked one thing before; the galaxy where Death God Carl resides is called Ming..."

When the last word came to his lips, he suddenly choked, unable to force it out no matter what.

As a Cultivator, and a Cultivator at the Void Refining and Dao Integration Realm at that, he embodied the heavenly heart above and fused his Dao with the Great Dao.

That Old Ancestor was at the Daluo Realm, and His Daoist rhythm radiated across the heavens and myriad Realms.

As long as any Cultivator dared to chant His true name, they would be instantly sensed by Him.

Once that existence's gaze fell into these Minor Thousand Worlds, I'm afraid the entire world would be shattered by Him.

Not daring to speak the name aloud, Ye Qingxuan directly wrote the two characters [Minghe] on the ground.

"F*ck, Ming..."

The instant Duyuan saw these two characters, his Face instantly turned pale as a sheet. A swear word slipped right past his lips, and his voice even became shrill.

Just as he was about to cry out in alarm, he abruptly snapped his mouth shut. His eyes widened into round circles as he looked at Ye Qingxuan in sheer disbelief, frantically hoping in his heart that Ye Qingxuan was joking.

But Ye Qingxuan merely nodded.

Lin Lei and Bai Yuekui on the side had been completely baffled.

Lin Lei was just about to ask, "Brother Ye, Great Master, what's wrong with you guys? Isn't it just Ming..."

Before he could finish his words, a Martial Artist's ultimate intuition of danger instantly exploded.

Every hair on his body stood on end. His instinct told him that if he dared to say those two characters, utter disaster would strike immediately, so he instantly zipped his mouth shut.

Bai Yuekui was the same. The moment she opened her mouth, an ultimate threat of death originating from the depths of her Soul instantly enveloped her entire body.

She immediately clamped her mouth shut and quickly recalled Ye Qingxuan's memories, instantly understanding.

A top-tier figure wielding great Divine Ability must never have their true name called directly.

Especially this one, Patriarch Minghe, who governed the Dao of Slaughter—He was the taboo among taboos.

Meanwhile, the barrage in the National Fortune Live Broadcast Room was scrolling frantically.

Countless viewers were just about to type and ask what was going on when halfway through typing, everyone broke out in a cold sweat and felt an inexplicable panic.

[F*ck! I just wanted to type those two characters, and suddenly my whole body broke out in a cold sweat!]

[Me too! I had the illusion that catastrophe was imminent, and I didn't dare type it anymore!]

[What on earth is going on? Begging the three big shots to enlighten us!]

Inside the CCTV Broadcast Room, Master Yuanxin, Celestial Master Zhang, and Master Kongming all stood up collectively the moment they saw the two characters "Minghe" written by Ye Qingxuan on the ground.

Especially Master Kongming; his Face instantly turned ghastly pale, his robes were soaked through with cold sweat, and his entire person froze stiff on the spot.

Master Kongming's entire body was trembling, his lips quivering, unable to utter a single word for a long time. He knew all too well just how much that Old Ancestor loathed Buddhism.

Master Yuanxin and Celestial Master Zhang's expressions had also grown solemn to the extreme.

As Sect Heads of their respective sects, they were clearer than anyone else.

Patriarch Minghe was the Lord of the Netherworld Blood Sea, the founder of the Asura race, the master wielding the Dao of Slaughter, and the source of the Blood Demonic Path—a solid Daluo powerhouse.

His Dao enshrouded the heavens and myriad Realms; His true name was a taboo that could not be chanted, mentioned, or discussed.

A Minor Thousand Worlds dared to use His true name to name its territory? Once this Karma was sensed by Minghe, a single gaze from Him would likely completely annihilate that world.

Celestial Master Zhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowering his voice and not daring to speak loudly, "No wonder Qingxuan kept his mouth shut and didn't mention the name. This is simply not a taboo we can touch."

Master Yuanxin nodded slowly, his eyes filled with lingering fear, "That Carl is simply playing with his life. Daring to use that name to name his own galaxy—he's courting death."

The several million viewers in the National Fortune Live Broadcast Room watched the three big shots collectively lose their composure, and instantly the entire group panicked.

The barrage fell completely silent for a few seconds before erupting frantically.

[Good heavens! What kind of big shot could scare three Daoist big shots like this?]

[I really almost typed those two characters just now. In an instant, my scalp went numb, and my instinct directly stopped me!]

[Is this the oppressive aura of a top-tier figure with great Divine Ability? You don't even dare mention the name across a screen!]

[A figure with great Divine Ability cannot be spoken of, discussed, or described; once their true name is chanted, they will be perceived.]

[The person above is right, especially that Old Ancestor, who has a rather bad temper. Once He knows that His true name is casually used by ants, what will happen?]

[To the person above, is it really that serious?]

[Then let me give you an analogy. You are a Cultivator who has gone through the Heavenly Tribulation and is about to achieve Ascension, when suddenly one day, you discover that a group of Japanese devils occupied a piece of land, restored their country there, and even named that piece of land after you...]

[Shut up!!!! I'll f*cking kill it!! I'll scatter its ashes to the winds, and I'll definitely strip their Souls and refine their bones!!]

[Do you understand now?]

[Understood]

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National Destiny Space, Mount Mao——

Duyuan's mindset had completely collapsed now. He finally understood why Ye Qingxuan said it wasn't safe here.

Was this just unsafe? This was a top-tier catastrophic disaster that could blow up this world at any moment. That Old Ancestor wouldn't give the Buddha Face unless the two Sect Masters stepped forward.

But where would Duyuan get the Face to invite those two to step forward? If he really died, he'd die in vain.

Speaking of which, it was still Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's fault for standing at someone else's doorstep and poaching walls for no good reason.

Seeing the tense expressions of the few, Ye Qingxuan spoke up:

"Fortunately, this is only a Minor Thousand Worlds, and the previous living beings had not entered the Dao, so He didn't notice. But it won't do now; the longer this drags on, the greater the hidden danger. We must make a quick decision."

Xiao Jiu squatted to the side, tilting its cat head, simply feeling that this group of people had suddenly turned weird all at once.

It flicked its tail and muttered in a small meowing complaint, "Daoist priests, what are you guys doing? Did you all enter meditative concentration en masse? You suddenly froze as if hit by an immobilization spell, giving this cat a fright!"

No one picked up the kitten's conversational thread. Duyuan's Face was pale, and he didn't even dare to breathe heavily, terrified that a slip of the tongue would pop out some taboo words and send the entire audience away directly.

Lin Lei pressed his lips tightly together, his muscles tense all over, not daring to relax. Bai Yuekui clung closely to Ye Qingxuan, her eyes filled with worry.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly. This damn Carl was purely a top-tier master of courting death.

Instead of taking a proper galaxy name, he insisted on latching onto the Daluo taboo moniker. It was purely like a rat licking a cat's butt—asking for death for no reason.

He raised his hand to wipe away the characters on the ground and said, "Stop tensing up. As long as we don't mention it and don't trigger Karma, it'll be fine. Let's wrap things up immediately, resolve everything, and run away right after we're done."

Staying any longer would purely be gambling one's little life on luck, which simply wasn't worth it.

The viewers in the National Fortune Live Broadcast Room also realized it belatedly, feeling only a chill down their backs, with the barrage uniformly filled with lingering fear.