Chapter 304: The Genius Returns

"The founder extends a warm invitation, and I shall now decline it ungraciously."

Bai Zhou stayed behind, going with the flow.

According to past experience, super geniuses usually receive the inheritance within three months to a year.

For someone at his realm, that amount of time is but a fleeting moment.

……

Inside a lofty pavilion of the Purple Star Emperor Sect.

Mo Sangyu, Yun Zhi Yi, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, and Lü Ya, the four women, sit together.

Except for Lü Ya, the other three women sensed the intense battle activity outside.

What they worry about is not themselves.

"Just targeting us makes them so frantic; when the husband returns, the assaults from Bi Luo Yan and Golden Spirit Mountain will likely become even fiercer."

Yun Zhi Yi said worriedly.

"If only we could be given a bit more time,"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao sighed.

Having only the insights from their past life's ascent to the Immortal Realm, they are powerless when faced with the vast gap in realms.

The constraints of the heavens and earth lie before them; to ascend to Immortality, they still need a long time.

And the speed at which Black Mist evolves may far outpace them.

"We'll wait."

Mo Sangyu said, "The husband can borrow his past life's power through special means; he must have prepared for it."

Being reincarnated as well, why don't they possess such ability?

Time passes.

The four women can only stay within the Purple Star Emperor Sect to cultivate.

With the great battle approaching, Mo Sangyu, Yun Zhi Yi, and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao lose interest in further teaching Lü Ya to cultivate, each opting for solitary meditation.

The three of them consecutively breakthrough within a year.

Mo Sangyu reached the legendary peak of the Third Realm early, just one step away from entering the Fourth Realm.

Yun Zhi Yi and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao also broke through the Third Realm.

Their cultivation speed is swift, yet for them it is still far insufficient.

"Sangyu! Yun Baobao! Jiao Jiao!"

One day, the three in meditation were awakened by a crisp voice; they saw Lü Ya rushing into the courtyard in a panic.

"What's wrong, Lü Ya?" Tu Shan Jiao Jiao asked.

"Daoist Fu Guang reported that the super geniuses who entered the Ancient Ruins have completed the Ascension inheritance and will return soon,"

Lü Ya felt both joy and worry.

"More than a year has passed; they should be returning now,"

Mo Sangyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Let's go to meet the husband; win or lose, at this moment we must stand by his side."

"Go!"

The four women walked outward side by side.

When they reached the outer area of the Purple Star Emperor Sect, the Immortal Weapon Sphere of All Beings was already hovering there.

But the super geniuses had not yet appeared.

The Sphere seemed to be waiting for something.

"Look, the helmsmen of the super forces are arriving one after another,"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao gazed from afar and saw several powerful Immortal Observing Grand War beings, none of which were deliberately concealed.

Hao Xuan Jiao Zu of the Purple Star Emperor Sect.

Qingqiu Emperor Bai Zhou.

Bi Luo Yan Nan Gong Xin.

Great Sun Fozu of Golden Spirit Mountain.

These four were the earliest arrivals; the two sides faced off at a distance, making the atmosphere between heaven and earth increasingly oppressive.

If the previous generation of super geniuses return, countless cultivators will come to support them.

But this time is different.

Only a few great beings dare to watch from afar; ordinary cultivators do not approach.

After the Immortal Observing Grand War, the world is scorched; weak cultivators would be swept up like ants, with no place for burial.

"Everyone's battle spirit is surging,"

Between heaven and earth, an ancient laugh rang out as a white‑bearded, white‑haired elder rode a cow forward.

"Qiu Fuzi of the Confucian Haoran Wuji Sect!"

"He probably won't join the battle,"

Yun Zhi Yi, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, and Mo Sangyu analyzed the situation on the field, discerning stances from the positions.

The Confucian sect's founder Qiu Fuzi stood far from the other two sides, clearly unwilling to wade into the murky waters.

Boom—

After Qiu Fuzi entered, a massive figure crossed mountains and rivers to arrive.

"Zhu Yan, Clan Chief of the Wu Clan!"

In everyone's view, Zhu Yan, body blazing crimson like lava, stood nearer to Nan Gong Xin and the Great Sun Fozu.

His demeanor seemed ambiguous, yet he leaned toward the Bi Luo Yan and Golden Spirit Mountain camp.

This Clan Chief of the Wu Clan is truly detestable.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao gritted her teeth, "He stands there, clearly aiming at Ye Xue and the Dragon Race."

Yun Zhi Yi said, "The Wu Clan has taken the pinnacle of the Primeval Races, the strongest position aside from the Human Race, so naturally they do not want any adverse factors to appear."

Mo Sangyu hummed, "I'm just afraid he joins the wrong side and buries the Wu Clan's future."

"Exactly, exactly."

Lü Ya brandished her Pink Fist, "When the young master gets stronger, she'll definitely beat them up."

While the Four Women were conversing, the Heavenly Dome trembled, and another Great Being crossed the void.

The one clad in a yellow robe, with endless fortune by his side.

"It's the Cloud Emperor."

"What a lively scene, it's been ages since we've gathered with everyone."

The Cloud Emperor, full of vigor, smiled as he leapt over the camps of Azure Abyss and Golden Spirit Mountain, standing near the Purple Star Emperor Sect, opposing the Clan Chief of the Wu Clan.

"The old fellows are all still alive; I am quite pleased."

Another hoarse voice rang out.

Patches of death aura drifted in the air, and a blackened old man, looking like a withered tree, shuffled forward with a cane.

"Wind Frost Pavilion Master! Fang Li!"

His condition seemed starkly different from the other Wish Immortal Great Beings, like a withered yellow leaf, ready to fall at any moment.

He also exuded a nauseating stench.

The smell of rotting corpses mingled with medicine and insects.

Fang Li's intention was obvious; he positioned himself extremely close to Nan Gong Xin, clearly looking to trouble Lin Chuan.

Buzz!

Soon after, a Sword Resonance sounded.

A flash of sword light passed, and a middle‑aged man with a sword on his back landed beside Qiu Fuzi.

"The headmaster of the Lone Lantern Sword Sect, Wang Chonghuan."

"Eh?"

"Since he chose neutrality, why come here? Isn't the Lone Lantern Sword Sect's super genius You Jingming already without a quota?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao was puzzled.

As the words finished, another black shadow descended, standing on the opposite side of Qiu Fuzi.

The person was cloaked entirely, his features and build obscured.

Yet few cultivators dressed so boldly to stand alongside Wish Immortal Great Beings; his identity was about to be revealed.

It was Qian Shisan, the enigmatic Master of the Hidden Studio, the most mysterious among the Eleven Great Super Powers.

The Hidden Studio does not join the conflict, which was expected.

"Everyone here pierces heaven and earth, and I arrived the latest; I am ashamed, ashamed."

A moment later, a resonant voice sounded.

A burly man bearing a great hammer arrived on a flying boat, his body adorned with precious artifacts that best explained his status.

"Lord of Sun‑Eclipsed Valley, Qin Zhan."

With that, the leaders of the Eleven Great Super Powers had all gathered.

The on‑looking cultivators also sensed something amiss; merely to welcome the super geniuses who earned immortal ascension quotas did not warrant such a massive display.

There must be something unexpected that has happened, right?