649: Chapter 649 Mysterious Three People

[The fifty-seventh year,]

[You stand on the highest mountain peak, overlooking the entire continent. As your Divine Sense sweeps across the land, you cannot help but frown slightly.]

[Qin Han, perched on your shoulder, tilts his head: "Daddy, did it work?"]

[You shake your head: "Strange, why haven't any flowers or grass grown yet?"]

[You are well aware that the key to this step is for the star to give birth to its first living beings—even if it is just a blade of grass or a single flower.]

[If even these do not exist, the Soil-Breathing Flower cannot grow and will not survive.]

[Moreover, the growth conditions for the Soil-Breathing Flower are even more demanding.]

[Just as you are worrying, a figure suddenly appears beside you—Xuanyuan Ziyan.]

[She looks at the desolate land before her and nods with a smile: "Most of our clansmen only manage to reach this step."]

[You turn your head to look at her: "If I transplant some flowers and grass from other stars, would that work?"]

[She giggles: "That won't survive either; you must let them grow on their own."]

["Do you have any suggestions?" you ask.]

["With form but no soul, it will not come to life, let alone give birth to living beings," Xuanyuan Ziyan says.]

[You nod, indicating that you understand.]

[However, the difficulty is truly not small.]

[Xuanyuan Ziyan looks at you with a smile: "Have you forgotten what the third step is?"]

["Watering the ground?" You look at her, your eyes suddenly lighting up.]

["Correct, watering the ground. Let it slowly develop consciousness on its own," Xuanyuan Ziyan says.]

[The Jade Slip manual wrote about this step—it requires Heaven And Earth Treasure of ten different attributes to water the ground.]

[For example, metal-attribute items like Nine Nether Profound Iron, Great White Refined Gold, Profound Ice Cold Iron, Void Realm Profound Iron, and so on.]

[Wood-attribute items like Nine-Turn Spirit Mushroom, Void Realm Vine, Dragon Blood Divine Wood, divine wood spirit peach, and so on.]

[Water-attribute items like creation divine nectar, Lunar Condensed Dew, Ten-Thousand-Year Stone Milk, Void Realm Spirit Marrow, and so on.]

[There are also Heaven And Earth Treasure of fire, earth, ice, wind, thunder, light, and dark attributes.]

[The rarer they are, the better the effect.]

[The greater the quantity, the better the effect.]

[You compare them to the dozens of Heaven And Earth Treasure you have on you and find that while many meet the requirements, the quantity is insufficient and the set is incomplete.]

[Fortunately, with your current strength, obtaining these Heaven And Earth Treasure is not too difficult.]

[You immediately bid farewell to Xuanyuan Ziyan and leave the Xuanyuan Immortal Clan with Qin Han.]

[The fifty-eighth year, the mysterious person annihilated the Piaomiao Sect and the Qi family of Tianyang City. This incident caused an uproar on Tianyang Star, and countless factions began to panic.]

[The fifty-ninth year, the mysterious person annihilated Wanling Valley. This incident left countless people on Ziyang Star trembling with fear, and a large number of factions recalled their Disciples and began to hide from the world.]

[The sixtieth year,]

[the mysterious person annihilated the Huanling Sect. This incident caused an uproar on Tianxuan Star.]

[This mysterious person is naturally you.]

[Inside Tianxuan Imperial City,]

[You have changed your appearance and are sitting on the balcony on the second floor of Wangxian Tower. Your Divine Sense probes into your qiankun ring to take inventory of your gains—over six thousand Heaven And Earth Treasure, countless Magic Treasure and Spirit Stone, and two hundred and sixty thousand Top-Grade Spirit Stone.]

[You stuff all the Low Grade, Medium Grade, and High-Grade Spirit Stone, along with those Magic Treasure, to Qin Han, keeping only the Heaven And Earth Treasure and Top-Grade Spirit Stone for yourself.]

[After finishing the inventory, just as you are about to stand up and leave, you suddenly think of Fairy Tianxuan.]

[After much thought, you decide not to have any more entanglements with her—after all, you are currently on the Heavenly Palace's blacklist.]

[However, you are curious; logically speaking, the Heavenly Palace should be able to uncover the relationship between you and her, so why is this Tianxuan Immortal Dynasty still safe and sound?]

[What you do not know is—the Heavenly Palace did make a move, but was threatened by Venerable Cang Xuan.]

[Just as you are about to leave, the voice of a storyteller downstairs makes you sit back down.]

[Clap!]

[With a strike of the awakening wood, the whole hall falls silent.]

["Esteemed audience..." the storyteller lowers his voice, then suddenly raises it, "Speaking of that Huanling Sect, with the Hundred Thousand Mountains stretching for a hundred thousand miles and millions of Disciples, it was one of the top major factions! Their mountain gate had stood for ten thousand years, and no one had ever dared to touch a single hair on them!"]

["But... tsk tsk tsk..." He widens his eyes and slowly picks up his teacup to take a sip.]

["Hurry up and tell us!" someone in the corner slaps the table.]

[The storyteller puts down the teacup, his voice dropping extremely low: "That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and you couldn't even see your own hand in front of your face."]

[The whole hall is silent, and everyone involuntarily leans forward.]

["That mysterious person..." he stands up abruptly, "stood a hundred feet tall, like an exiled immortal descending to the world, falling from the sky and hovering above the Huanling Sect mountain gate! His white robes were purer than snow, his long hair as black as ink, standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes as cold as ten-thousand-year glacial ice!"]

["And then? And then?" someone urges anxiously.]

[The storyteller raises his right hand, his index finger slowly pointing toward the Void Realm, his voice sinking: "That Ancestor Huanling led millions of Disciples to kneel on the ground, kowtowing like they were pounding garlic. But that mysterious person didn't even glance at them, and only lightly said one sentence..."]

[He pauses, raises his head, puts his hands in his pockets, and mimics it vividly: "I am Yun Xiaozi, here to act on behalf of the heavens, prepare to die."]

[Someone in the teahouse shivers.]

["Good!" someone claps.]

[The storyteller's hand falls abruptly: "The next moment, the mysterious person raised his hand... the heavens and earth changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light."]

["Then, a beam of light shot out from the mysterious person's fingertip, as thin as a strand of hair, and as bright as if the sun, moon, and stars had fallen!"]

[His voice suddenly softens: "That beam of light fell..."]

[Bang!]

[He slams his hand on the table, and the teacup jumps high.]

["It was gone! The Hundred Thousand Mountains were razed to the ground, the mountains evaporated, and not even ashes remained."]

["Good...!"]

[The whole hall cheers, and silver coins clatter as they are thrown onto the stage.]

["Well killed! The Huanling Sect has done all sorts of evil, they deserved this day!"]

[The storyteller smiles and cups his hands: "Many thanks to everyone, many thanks to everyone."]

["What about that mysterious person? Where did he go afterwards?" someone asks.]

[The storyteller sits back down and picks up his teacup to take a slow sip: "As for the mysterious person... no one can figure out his whereabouts."]

[He puts down the teacup, his gaze sweeping across the room, his voice dropping low, "Nowadays, all major factions are in danger, recalling their Disciples one after another and closing their doors. They are just afraid..."]

[He strikes the awakening wood.]

["That it will be their turn next."]

[The whole hall is silent, with only the wind blowing outside.]

[Then there is another round of cheers, and silver coins fly up again.]

[You shake your head with a smile: "This storyteller is blowing things out of proportion, yet people actually believe it?"]

[The two men and one woman in the adjacent booth all look at you in unison.]

[You look over as well, nodding at the three of them with a smile.]

[At the same time, after sensing their cultivation levels, you are slightly stunned—all three are disguising their aura as Nascent Soul, but you cannot see through their true cultivation.]

[This indicates that these three are most likely at the Mahayana cultivation level.]

[You cannot help but sigh: ever since your strength increased, Mahayana Cultivator can be seen everywhere.]

[If your own strength were insufficient, you really wouldn't know the true background of these people around you.]

[The female Cultivator has a red mole between her eyebrows. She sizes you up and smiles: "What do you know? Such Senior experts who eliminate harm for the people are all worthy of admiration."]

["Indeed," another male Cultivator who is only one meter tall nods, "If we meet this person, we must make friends with him."]

[Although he is only one meter tall, his appearance is that of an adult.]

[The last one is a burly man, two meters tall, expressionless, with a rough voice: "That's right. I suspect that the recent annihilation of the Piaomiao Sect and Wanling Valley was also the work of this person."]