239: Chapter 239 The Profound Secrets of Yaochi!

Beyond the rift.

Gu Changsheng's feet touched the ground.

He didn't rush to move, but immediately spread his Taixu True Qi to protect his body.

One must always be on guard against others.

This was someone else's territory, after all.

Ripples appeared in space as the Holy Master of Yaochi followed him out of the rift.

She saw Gu Changsheng's subtle defensive posture, and a trace of a smile flashed in her eyes.

“This is the Yaoguang Immortal Realm,” the Holy Master of Yaochi said, her red lips parting as she took the initiative to introduce the place.

“The true core heartland of Yaochi. The Suspended Divine Mountain rumored in the outside world is merely the front courtyard.”

Gu Changsheng looked up.

As far as the eye could see, a hundred thousand miles of mountains rose and fell, filled with spiritual elegance.

The Spiritual Qi here could no longer be described as dense; it had completely liquefied.

What floated in mid-air was not clouds and mist, but Spiritual Rain condensed from pure Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

On every mountain peak grew ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine that was rarely seen in the outside world.

Flocks of Qingluan and Phoenixes circled in the mountain valleys, and an ancient and complex Spirit Gathering Grand Formation sealed this world tight.

A true immortal landscape.

Compared to this, the main peak of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect was like a rural dirt mound.

“Quite a grand undertaking,” Gu Changsheng remarked objectively, standing with his hands behind his back.

The Holy Lands of the Middle Heaven were not only powerful in overall strength, but their various Legacy methods and Foundations were much stronger than those of other domains.

The two flew through the air at a moderate pace.

On the floating islands below, Inner Sect Disciples of Yaochi could be seen flying back and forth on swords from time to time.

These Disciples were all women, dressed in graceful light silk, with an ethereal temperament.

When they noticed the movement in the air and saw the Holy Master of Yaochi, they all stopped and knelt respectfully in the air.

“Greetings, Holy Master!”

Crisp voices rang out one after another.

When these female Disciples' gazes fell upon Gu Changsheng beside the Holy Master of Yaochi, intense curiosity flashed in all their eyes.

The commotion on the battle stage outside had been too great.

Even deep within the Immortal Realm, they knew that a Holy Son of Daoxuan had appeared at today's Immortal Ceremony, suppressing the younger generation.

He had single-handedly defeated all the Prodigies of the Middle Heaven.

Gu Changsheng's expression was indifferent as his gaze swept over these female Disciples.

Their auras were deep, and their Foundations were solid.

Even the weakest were in the Divine Light Realm, and there was no shortage of promising talents in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm.

Yaochi's Foundation was indeed terrifyingly deep.

As they passed a massive white jade plaza.

A kind-faced Grand Elder sat on a high platform, speaking with eloquence as she preached the Dao.

Below, tens of thousands of female Disciples sat cross-legged, listening intently as if entranced.

Gu Changsheng glanced sideways.

That Grand Elder was teaching an Advanced Divine Ability, holding nothing back, even explaining the secret routes of True Qi circulation clearly.

“Yaochi's teaching is quite selfless,” Gu Changsheng said casually.

“The Great Dao is for all,” the Holy Master of Yaochi said with a hint of pride.

“My Yaochi never looks at one's background. As long as they enter the Sect, all Cultivation Techniques and Divine Abilities can be practiced based on one's own ability. This is the Foundation of my Yaochi's enduring prosperity.”

Gu Changsheng looked away noncommittally.

The Sect's atmosphere was decent.

But in this world where the strong prey on the weak, relying solely on equal treatment wouldn't protect this family estate.

Good techniques, sufficient resources, and abundant Spiritual Qi.

This group of Yaochi Disciples was like rare plants kept in a crystal box.

“A flock of little sheep who have been protected too well,” Gu Changsheng evaluated in his heart.

Compared to the cruel environment of the Daoxuan Immortal Sect, where even Utility Disciples had to risk their lives in the Yao Beast Mountains for a few Spirit Stones, Yaochi was too comfortable.

Especially since everyone here was female.

In the cruel world of the Xuantian True Domain, a top-tier Holy Land composed entirely of female cultivators, possessing countless resources and attracting unwanted attention...

Once it lost the deterrent of absolute military force, one could imagine the outcome with their toes.

No wonder the Holy Master of Yaochi was so eager to place her bets.

She knew better than anyone that Yaochi's hotbed could no longer be kept hidden.

With the arrival of the great era, she had to find a sufficiently fierce true Dragon to hold down the fort.

And he, Gu Changsheng, was the most perfect true Dragon in the Holy Master's eyes.

Gu Changsheng turned his head and glanced at the Holy Master of Yaochi beside him.

This powerful woman, famous throughout the Middle Heaven, looked at him with not only admiration but also a hidden fanaticism.

Her intention to win him over was plain to see.

“As long as you don't block my path, it's fine to be a backer on the surface. If you dare to plot against me, this Yaochi Holy Land will have to change its name to Gu.”

Gu Changsheng withdrew his gaze and pushed the extra thoughts to the back of his mind.

Half an hour later.

The two stopped before a precipice.

There was no road ahead, only a black stone wall as smooth as a mirror, standing between heaven and earth.

The Holy Master of Yaochi's expression turned solemn.

Her hands quickly formed seals, striking out a hundred and eight golden lights of Law into the stone wall.

“Rumble...”

A heavy grinding sound rang out.

The black stone wall slowly cracked open from the middle, and an aura even more ancient and desolate than the outside world blew towards them.

“Little friend Gu, we have arrived,” the Holy Master of Yaochi stepped aside.

“Behind this door is a Small World left by the founding Ancestral Master of my Yaochi, only successive Saintesses are qualified to enter.”

Gu Changsheng's double pupils flickered slightly.

A Small World?

Quite a grand undertaking!

An independent world far surpassed any storage Magic Treasure or Formation space.

This was the true lifeblood of Yaochi.

“The real emperor aura immortal stele is inside,” the Holy Master of Yaochi said, looking at him with a hint of expectation.

“I can only take you this far. The immortal stele has a spirit; how much you can comprehend depends on your own Luck.”

“Thank you.”

Gu Changsheng dropped those two words and, without any hesitation, stepped through the stone door.

The white-clothed figure disappeared.

The stone door slammed shut.

The Holy Master of Yaochi stood outside the precipice, her hands tucked in her sleeves, the light in her eyes growing brighter and brighter.

“All of Yaochi's Luck is placed on you today. Gu Changsheng, do not let me down.”