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Chapter 62 of 100

Chapter 62

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After Ding Yue fled, Taiyi Zhenren's face turned grim, and he said, "Master, why let them go?"

Nandelao Daoist didn’t care about Taiyi Zhenren’s tone, smiled slightly, and said, "This time, you were indeed rash. Don’t say more. Even if I were to act, I might not be able to detain this Great Immortal of Heaven."

"How is that possible? Master has attained the Great Law Position." Taiyi Zhenren was shocked.

"This child has too many opportunities; he’s not easy to deal with! Let’s return to Kunlun and talk about it." Nandelao Daoist waved his hand. Seeing Qingxu and Daohang Tianzun standing up somewhat dejectedly, he swept his sleeve and carried the two of them away.

Taiyi Zhenren’s face turned dark. He had suffered a great loss this time, not only failing to obtain the spiritual treasure he had a connection with, but also severely weakening his own gate-guarding spiritual treasure, almost reducing it to the level of a middle-grade spiritual treasure.

Although the nine divine dragons were not the foundation of the Divine Fire Canopy, they were an extremely important part. Now that they were lost, there was no hope of reclaiming them.

Moreover, not only the Divine Fire Canopy was lost, but also several other spiritual treasures. Although he didn’t value those lower-grade spiritual treasures much, they were still innate spiritual treasures, and no one could treat them lightly.

Furthermore, Qingxu Zhenren and Daohang Tianzun suffered even greater losses. Regardless of the spiritual treasures, the damage to their essence and the decline in their Dao cultivation were fundamental, and all of this would be blamed on him.

Thinking of this, Taiyi Zhenren’s eyes were filled with murderous intent. He glanced at the direction where Ding Yue had disappeared, let out a cold snort, and vanished into the horizon as a stream of light.

After Ding Yue and Shiji returned to Wuyi Mountain, Ding Yue hurriedly entered a secret chamber to heal his injuries.

He had been injured before, and the blow from a Great Law cultivator, even if not at full strength, had left him seriously wounded. He couldn’t afford to delay.

It took over a decade for Ding Yue to recover after taking some elixirs he had refined. He finally emerged from the secret chamber, fully recovered.

Outside the secret chamber, Ao Lan, Hanzhi Xian, and Shiji were already waiting. Seeing Ding Yue come out, they were all overjoyed.

"Are you okay?" Ao Lan asked softly.

Ding Yue nodded, and the four of them went to a pavilion and sat down.

Tea and other refreshments were brought out as usual.

"This time, Taiyi was really over the line. Senior Brother, we can’t let this go." Shiji, recalling the cause, was even more angry.

Ding Yue waved his hand and said with a smile, "No worries, we didn’t come away empty-handed this time."

As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and the stone table was filled with many spiritual treasures, each radiating a brilliant light.

However, each one had a jade talisman stuck on it, suppressing the spiritual treasure’s backlash.

There were Taiyi Zhenren’s Heaven and Earth Circle,混天绫, and Golden Brick; Qingxu Zhenjun’s Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan, Mo Ye Sword, and Heart-Piercing Nail; and Daohang Tianzun’s Demon-Slaying Mace, as well as a lower-grade spiritual treasure sword.

In total, there were eight pieces, all famous spiritual treasures from the future, with three being high-grade treasures that dazzled the eyes.

"Wow! So many spiritual treasures!" Shiji exclaimed, delighted, and immediately started touching and examining them, showing a strong desire to claim them for herself.

"So many?" Even the usually calm Ao Lan was surprised, looking at them in amazement.

Only Hanzhi Xian hesitated and said, "Junior Brother, isn’t this inappropriate?"

Shiji, hearing this, immediately became unhappy and said, "Senior Sister, don’t say that. This time, Taiyi and the others used deadly force, broke my great array, destroyed my cave, and tried to seize my spiritual treasures. They’ve already shown their true colors, and there’s no need to sympathize with them."

Ding Yue agreed and said, "Senior Sister, don’t worry. Since they’ve shown their true colors, they should be prepared for this. The cause and effect have already been set, and even if we return the spiritual treasures, it won’t help."

"Your temperament is still too weak," Ao Lan said.

Seeing that the three of them all agreed, Hanzhi Xian didn’t say anything more, nodded, and let it go.

"Senior Brother, how should we divide these spiritual treasures?" Shiji asked, already thinking about the treasures.

Ding Yue glared at Shiji and said, "Do you lack spiritual treasures? Even the ones you have aren’t very good, and you’re still thinking about these."

To be honest, each of the few people present had several spiritual treasures, and their grades were not low.

Ao Lan agreed and said, "Spiritual treasures are secondary; enough is enough. Cultivating one’s Dao is the fundamental."

Although she had many spiritual treasures, she was now only nurturing the Jade Purity Bottle, and the rest were stored after being refined.

Now, Ao Lan was just a step away from the Great Law realm.

"Let’s seal these spiritual treasures," Hanzhi Xian suggested.

"Agreed," Ding Yue nodded and said to the three women, "You all have plenty of spiritual treasures. Just specialize in one or two, and store the rest after refining them. Distracting yourself with too many will affect your cultivation, and nurturing multiple spiritual treasures is also very draining."

The three women all nodded, finding nothing wrong with what Ding Yue said.

"Also, this!" Ding Yue produced a ball of fire in his hand. Upon closer inspection, nine rays of light were dancing within the fire, looking very beautiful.

"These are the nine divine dragons from the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Canopy. I have already refined them, and they might evolve into a middle-grade spiritual treasure in the future," Ding Yue explained.

These nine divine dragons were derived from an innate spiritual treasure and were not real dragons but a form evolved during the spiritual treasure’s creation.

Now refined by Ding Yue, they had become nine rays of light.

"Let’s return to Potala Island," Ao Lan said after this.

Ding Yue thought for a moment and said, "That’s a good idea. Wuyi Mountain is now on track, with a system in place that can function normally without my personal presence. It’s good to return."

At this point, Wuyi Holy Academy had become a human sanctuary, and most of the humans who graduated from it had become pillars of their tribes, with some even serving in important positions under the Human Emperor.

Wuyi Holy Academy had been established for many years and had its own system, similar to the academies of the future. Even without Ding Yue, it could operate smoothly, continuing to cultivate talent for the human race.

"From now on, let the cultivators from the branch academies guard Wuyi Mountain. It will also benefit their cultivation," Ding Yue said.

Ding Yue had no disciples, so he couldn’t find suitable people to guard Wuyi Mountain. However, the cultivators from the branch academies had grown, and they all considered themselves Ding Yue’s disciples, so it was fine to take care of them.

Although they wouldn’t be of much help, they were suitable for overseeing Wuyi Mountain.

Moreover, it was unlikely that anyone would dare to openly attack Wuyi Mountain, as Ding Yue was already somewhat famous in the Three Realms.

After making these arrangements, Ding Yue and the three women boarded a carriage pulled by a nine-headed unicorn at the Immortal level and headed for Potala Island.

Passing through the Southern Continent, Ding Yue noticed that the entire region was on high alert, with some ancient races training their armies.

"Is the situation so tense?" Ding Yue was puzzled, as his avatar had not yet descended and was still preparing in Heaven.

Ao Lan frowned and said, "If this continues, Heaven will be at odds with the entire Southern Continent. The situation is not good!"

"The Southern Continent is a gathering place for ancient races and the strongholds of some demon kings and great witches. Even without great sages, there are likely many extraordinary individuals. Heaven’s campaign will be very difficult," Ding Yue said, sensing the danger.

At that moment, a group riding a cloud several miles wide and dark green in color flew over. Seeing Ding Yue’s carriage, they paused, and a god-general in dark green armor stepped out.

"Who is ahead? Are you here for the alliance?" The god-general’s voice was loud and resonant.

Ding Yue frowned, alliance? He focused and saw that the group consisted of a few hundred people, mostly in dark green armor.

In the center, a beautiful palace stood, emitting a faint Golden Immortal aura.

This was an ancient race, although they had taken human form, they still retained their characteristics, with two dark green horns on their heads.

Seeing Ding Yue deep in thought, the god-general’s expression changed, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Great Immortal of Heaven!" The god-general exclaimed, quickly retreating.

The god-general’s loud cry caused the Golden Immortal aura in the cloud to pause, and a voice urgently called out, "Retreat!"

The cloud flickered, trying to retreat.

But Ding Yue, now suspicious, would not let them go easily. He extended a hand, and a giant palm several miles wide appeared, grabbing the cloud.

"Don’t panic and leave yet."

"Ah!" A figure flew out of the palace, shouting, with a bright light surrounding him, trying to break free from the palm.

Ding Yue smiled and increased his power, the palm glowing brightly, neutralizing the attack.

"Don’t rush. Answer my questions, and I will let you go," Ding Yue said with a smile.

The man’s face was dark and uncertain. Hearing Ding Yue’s words, he asked, "Do you mean it?"

"Of course! If I really wanted to keep you, it wouldn’t be so troublesome. Tell me, what is this alliance?" Ding Yue asked calmly.

The man’s face was dark, looking at Ding Yue’s calm expression, he trembled. Finally, after a moment, he spoke.

"I am from the Black Cloud Clan, invited to gather at Puling Mountain to discuss... how to resist Heaven’s siege."

Ding Yue’s brows furrowed, and he asked seriously, "Who invited you?"

If all the ancient races in the Southern Continent united against Heaven, Heaven would have no chance of winning.

None of the ancient races that survived the great calamity were simple. Each one was difficult to deal with.

"According to rumors, it was the five major ancient races who initiated this. I don’t know the details," the man said.

Ding Yue knew the five major ancient races. They were powerful during the Demon and Witch Era and had migrated to avoid the calamity. Unexpectedly, they had retained much of their strength and were now respected by many ancient races.

"Clowns!" Knowing it was these five races, Ding Yue relaxed. He didn’t take these so-called five major ancient races seriously.

As long as it wasn’t a demon king or a great witch, it would be manageable.

Although the great calamity had passed and the human race was thriving, the power of the demon and witch races could not be underestimated. Even the Heavenly Sages were wary of these former rulers.

Thinking of the great deity in the cycle and the elite witch race there, and the demon teacher and the tens of thousands of demon troops in the Northern Sea, how could they be ignored?

Waving his hand, Ding Yue let the Black Cloud Clan people go and sent Liu Xin to Heaven.

These matters were best left to his avatar or the Great Heavenly Sovereign to handle.

(End of Chapter 3)

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