481: Chapter 481 There is indeed a big event.

On the other side.

While many Cultivators were drawn to the square, other parts of the Wansheng Dao Court were almost unguarded—a perfect Opportunity.

With a flash of his body, Chen Xuan arrived at the garden he had taken a liking to during his last visit.

Rare items like Colorful Dream Butterflies and spirit rune stone tablets—rather than waiting for the Wansheng Dao Court to be carved up by various forces in the future, it was better to find them a suitable home now. The Dao Seeking Sect's treasury was an excellent destination.

After taking the entire patch of wine bamboo in one go, Chen Xuan wound his way through several turns until he reached an Armory Pavilion.

The Restrictions were non-existent to him; with a casual wave of his hand, they were completely shattered.

Pushing the door open, he saw over thirty heaven-rank magic treasures neatly displayed on the shelves—sabers, spears, swords, halberds, bells, tripods, towers, and seals; everything one could imagine. The flowing spiritual light illuminated the entire room.

Although they weren't as miraculous as the Soul-Eater Blade or the Eternal Evergreen Lamp, they were still excellent for rewarding his Disciples.

"Collect."

"Collect."

"Collect them all."

With a sweep of Chen Xuan's sleeve, the thirty-plus heaven-rank magic treasures swarmed into his storage space like swallows returning to their nest, not a single one left behind.

Bai Ze snorted, seemingly somewhat disdainful of its Revered Master's behavior.

Chen Xuan patted its head and preached earnestly, "This is called: when Heaven offers and you do not take, you will suffer for it. When an Opportunity is before you, if you don't reach out, even the Heavens will be angry."

Bai Ze rolled its eyes, too lazy to pay him any mind.

About half an hour later, a satisfied Chen Xuan patted his sleeves, mounted Bai Ze, and leisurely departed from the back mountain of the Wansheng Dao Court.

...

Demon Race Continent, Heaven Burial Canyon.

Though called a canyon, it was actually more like a hidden paradise.

The mountain walls on both sides were not jagged rocks but had been polished smooth by time, covered in lush green vines and unknown wildflowers. Deep in the canyon, a silver ribbon of a waterfall cascaded from a height, the water gurgling as it fell into the crystal-clear pool below.

On a bamboo building built by the water.

A Little Girl with her hair in ox-horn braids sat cross-legged on a bamboo chair, clutching a wine jug larger than her head and gulping it down.

"*Burp*~ Refreshing!"

She smacked her lips, tossed the wine jug aside, and casually wiped her mouth.

Opposite her, a woman with a graceful figure leaned lazily against a bone chair. She wore a black gauze robe, the fabric thin as a cicada's wing, outlining her curvaceous figure in a semi-transparent way.

Her skin was white as snow, her collarbones distinct, and her waist so slender it could be grasped in one hand; further down were striking curves.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable said in a seductive voice, "This Secret Realm plan went quite smoothly."

"The top forces on the Nine Provinces' side have all suffered heavy losses. If this trend continues, the Nine Provinces' territory can be taken in a few years."

The Nightmare Demon Venerable asked in a crisp voice, "Next time, should we start planning against that Mystic Talisman Heavenly Venerable?"

"Indeed!"

"We can use this excuse to slice them with a dull knife. Cut by cut, by the time they realize it, the meat will have already been carved away."

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "By the way, is there any news from the Sea-Overturning Dragon Venerable and the Desolate Night Wolf Venerable?"

"No word yet."

The Nightmare Demon Venerable shook her head, thought for a moment, and added, "However, the Sea-Overturning Dragon Venerable's daughter escaped from the Secret Realm earlier, bringing several Mahayana Stage ants with her. I don't know what they're planning."

"What did you say?"

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable's voice suddenly rose, her lazy posture instantly tensing, a cold light flashing in her fox-like eyes. "I've never heard of the Sea-Overturning Dragon Venerable having any offspring."

The Little Girl with ox-horn braids was stunned for a moment, then recounted everything about how Yun Xuanxuan had lied about being the Sea-Overturning Dragon Venerable's daughter at the Secret Realm's exit.

"I see."

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable understood instantly. "It seems that woman must have consumed the demon transformation pill from the Rain God Continent."

"I just don't know what other Opportunity she gained afterward to actually deceive the two of you."

The Nightmare Demon Venerable's face immediately darkened, her ox-horn braids practically sticking up in anger. She gritted her teeth and said, "How bold! To have the nerve to play me for a fool; I'll remember this debt."

She grabbed the wine jug next to her and took another fierce gulp.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable waved her hand, her expression softening slightly. "Fortunately, it's just four Mahayana Stage Cultivators; they shouldn't be able to cause much trouble. At most, they'll give the Great Love Immortal Venerable some headaches; it won't affect..."

Halfway through her sentence, her voice came to an abrupt halt.

The Nightmare Demon Venerable noticed the other's expression was wrong and asked, "What happened?"

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable did not answer.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with disbelief. After a long while, she finally murmured, "The Great Love Immortal Venerable... is dead!"

"What did you say?"

The Nightmare Demon Venerable stood straight up from her bamboo chair, staring wide-eyed at the Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable. "How? He had two god-rank treasures in his hands. Even if he couldn't win, he should have been able to run, right?"

"Could it be that his identity was exposed and he was besieged by those Heavenly Venerables?"

"Do we know the casualties of the other Heavenly Venerables?"

The Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable's fox tail swayed gently. "It's very likely. Not just the Great Love Immortal Venerable—judging by the reactions from the Divine Souls, the pawns placed in the Wansheng Dao Court are being plucked out one by one."

Who exactly did this?

That old fellow Heavenly Venerable Mogong and the Medicine Venerable clearly shouldn't have such ability.

"It seems I need to go and gather some intelligence."

As the Nine-Tailed Demon Venerable spoke, her figure gradually faded, finally vanishing from the spot.

...

The next day!

Within the Dao Seeking Sect.

Morning light spilled through the temple doors, illuminating the entire hall.

Mu Wanqing, Li Pingan, and nine other Disciples gathered in the hall, lined up on both sides, their robes fluttering, each with a distinct aura.

Besides them, several Elders such as Xiao Yun, Han Yan, and Zhen Yue were also present, standing respectfully to the side.

Qi Yue stood to Chen Xuan's left, dressed in white with a cold gaze, like a Fairy from a painting.

"Greetings, Revered Master."

The nine Disciples bowed in unison.

Chen Xuan sat on the main seat, his gaze slowly sweeping over the faces below, feeling somewhat emotional.

If Lu Mo from the guixu immortal ferry boat was included, there were exactly ten Disciples, no more and no less.

Ten people, ten colors, each with their own merits.

The slots given by the System originally had one left empty.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

As everyone knows, taking a Disciple is a matter of fate. Forced melons aren't sweet, and forced Disciples aren't close.

If he encountered someone destined in the future, he'd consider it then.

Shu Shichan's peach blossom eyes glanced around, lingering on Ye Hao for a few seconds.

Then she called out in a crisp voice, "Revered Master, calling us all here today, could it be that there's some major event to announce?"

The hall fell silent as everyone's eyes landed on Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan smiled slightly. "Indeed, it can be considered a major event."