149: Chapter 149: Rewarding Merit and Returning to the Capital!

Receiving the Yellow-Clad Boy's reply, Yang Simu nodded slightly.

Han Su refining this mountain could be said to be an important chess piece for himself and Old Man Yang in the Wilderness World!

Next, there were still the Golden Carp Huang Zhong, the crouching dragon woodcarving Xiao Qing, the Water Dragon Tan Xue, and the Fire Dragon Xiao Jin!

This matter was not something that could be accomplished overnight!

However, seeing Yang Simu give that golden Talisman to the Yellow-Clad Boy, Wang Zhu immediately looked displeased and gave a light huff.

Yang Simu didn't notice this. He looked down at Tan Xue and raised his hand to pat her head:

"You performed well this time. For now, you don't need to return to the Crystal Grotto-Heaven."

Hearing this, the long-haired girl immediately said with joy, "Thank you, Young Master!"

Within the Nascent Soul Stage's three levels, Tan Xue was currently at the final level!

Her Sea of Consciousness could form its own Minor Thousand Worlds.

The Confucian Sage above the Confucian "Gentleman," the Land Immortal of Daoism, and the Golden Arhat of Buddhism were all titles for the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Although the Crystal Grotto-Heaven was more suitable for water-based Essence Spirits to Cultivate...

However, for a Cultivator like Tan Xue who was stuck at the Nascent Soul Stage Bottleneck, it was actually more harmful than beneficial.

Instead, she needed to wander outside more and feel the Dao aura of the Wilderness World; perhaps it would be more beneficial for breaking through her realm!

Immortal Cultivators emphasized staying away from the mortal world, yet they also spoke of entering it to temper their Dao Heart; it was all based on a similar principle.

Furthermore, by nature, Tan Xue disliked staying in the Crystal Grotto-Heaven, which seemed only the size of a palm to her.

After all, like the other four, Tan Xue had been trapped in the Lizhu Blessed Land for many years!

Yang Simu then turned to look at Chu Ce.

This old Formation Master of the Nascent Soul Stage immediately gave a respectful bow.

Yang Simu said with a calm expression, "Chu Ce, your Formations seem to be somewhat lacking in offensive means."

"I have an ancient mountain-cleaving sword from the Ancestral Master of Zhengyang Mountain. You can try to refine it into your Formation!"

Having said that, he took out an ancient sword from his Spatial artifact.

Although the ancient sword was old, its cold glint remained!

Chu Ce was incredibly excited, his hands trembling as he took the ancient mountain-cleaving sword of Zhengyang Mountain.

He hurriedly said with great respect, "Thank you for the sword, Young Master!"

Yang Simu glanced at the white-haired old man and hesitated slightly, but he still did not release his Nascent Soul.

He could make grand promises, but he couldn't be a soft-hearted fool.

Subsequently.

Han Su then took the imperial decree for the mountain god's canonization, handwritten by Empress Bai Murong, and began to refine the Central Peak of the Danxia Dynasty beneath his feet!

The Yellow-Clad Boy swallowed the high-grade snake gall stone he had just received in one gulp. His body instantly transformed into a shimmering, translucent four-legged snake, radiating golden light!

The imperial decree for the mountain god's canonization floated into the air. As if receiving a command, it turned into specks of golden light and dissipated, with a portion merging into his body.

Han Su's expression shifted slightly as that golden Talisman flew out from an acupoint in his body, its golden light shining brilliantly!

Inside his body, his entire Qi Sea condensed into a Golden Core!

At this moment, Han Su had crossed from the Dragon Gate Realm into the Golden Core Stage!

A moment later, the four-legged snake with a body like glazed glass transformed back into human form.

However, he was no longer in the form of the Yellow-Clad Boy but had become a young man wearing a pale yellow robe, possessing a somewhat ethereal and transcendent air.

Han Su bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Young Master!"

Yang Simu smiled calmly and said, "This is your own stroke of luck."

He turned his head again to look at the Golden Armored Deity and the long-haired girl, saying in a deep voice:

"Xiao Jin, Tan Xue, you two stay here to guard this place and prevent The Passerby from returning."

The two of them nodded heavily upon hearing this.

Subsequently, Yang Simu ordered Chu Ce to activate the teleportation Formation, and the group returned to the Golden Throne Hall of the Danxia Dynasty.

Two Nascent Soul Stage royal enshriners waited nervously outside. As soon as they felt movement inside, they immediately asked anxiously.

Just now, everyone inside, including the Empress of the Danxia Dynasty, had vanished, which had truly startled the two of them!

Later, the aura of several Upper Five Realms experts clashing came from the direction of the Danxia Dynasty's Central Peak, and the Qintian Directorate was also terrified!

These two Nascent Soul Stage royal enshriners naturally dared not go there and could only wait here the whole time.

Empress Bai Murong frowned slightly and, using the methods of a Qi Practitioner, coldly called everyone outside the hall back.

The civil and military officials, and even the two Nascent Soul Stage enshriners, all lowered their heads and walked quickly to their positions, still trembling with fear.

The entire hall was silent.

Empress Bai Murong said solemnly, "I presume you have all learned of the commotion at the Central Peak from the Qintian Directorate!"

"The thousand-mile territory of our Danxia Dynasty has been enveloped by a Formation set up by a Yao Race Passerby of the Immortal Realm!"

"If a great war breaks out tomorrow, the Yin-Fiend Death Qi of tens of thousands of people will help the opponent activate the Formation!"

"When that time comes, this thousand-mile land will become a living hell, overrun by ghosts!"

"I don't care if you have secretly colluded with General Wei Huafei."

"But if the Danxia Dynasty is gone, what use is talking about the imperial throne?!"

In an instant, the civil and military officials in the hall looked terrified, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

An old Nascent Soul Stage enshriver bowed slightly and asked with a slight tremble in his voice:

"Does Your Majesty have a way to save our Danxia Dynasty?"

Empress Bai Murong looked at Yang Simu to her side.

Yang Simu nodded slightly, took a step forward, and said loudly:

"You all may inform that General outside the city of everything that happened today."

"I, for one, would like to know whether he wants to sit on this dragon throne more, or if he wants this thousand-mile land more?"

No one in the hall responded; it was so quiet that a needle drop could be heard.

...

After the court was dismissed, Empress Bai Murong invited Yang Simu and the others to be guests in her palace.

Now, the harem residences that were once filled with women were empty and cold.

Only the Empress's bedchamber was brightly lit.

After all, she was a Qi Practitioner; breathing and Qi Refining served as her rest.

During dinner, Empress Bai Murong looked at Yang Simu across from her and asked in confusion:

"Young Master Yang, how can The Passerby be so sure that tomorrow's great war will definitely happen?"

Hearing this, Yang Simu's pupils narrowed slightly. "Before leaving, Yan Yun dared to say those words, which means he must have a trump card."

"We must prepare for the worst!"

...

Meanwhile.

In a military tent outside the capital of the Danxia Dynasty.

General Wei Huafei looked at the Old Man in Gray before him and asked with a deep frown:

"In the Immortal Master's opinion, is the news from the palace just now true or false?"

The Old Man in Gray smiled and said, "General, there is no need to worry. This is merely that Empress's deathbed struggle!"

"She surely knows the capital cannot be held, so she has hired someone to play tricks!"

"After all, those of the Upper Five Realms in the entire world are very few; General, do not be frightened!"

"If there really were an Upper Five Realms enshriver guarding the capital, I would personally take that person down!"

Hearing this, Wei Huafei frowned in deep thought for a moment, then nodded gently and said:

"Then I thank the Immortal Master!"