Chapter 77: Chat Group Upgrade, Brothers Part Ways

As Xiao Yan sighed in his heart, Pang Bo quickly killed two more outer sect elders of Zhongyuemen who were attacking him.

The remaining Zhongyuemen elders, seeing this, each pulled out a dark red iron bullet from their spirit storage rings, their faces twisted with menace.

Ye Chen, not far away, immediately shouted toward Pang Bo’s direction: “Brother Pang, watch out!”

The dark red iron bullets the Zhongyuemen elders had retrieved were forged from fire elemental energy harvested from Jingyan Tian—each one could explode and kill a beginner-stage Baoyuan cultivator, and even a mid-stage Baoyuan cultivator would be severely injured.

Now, each of the elders surrounding Pang Bo held one; if they all threw them at once, even a peak-stage Baoyuan cultivator might be killed on the spot.

“Don’t worry, Brother Ye!”

Pang Bo punched another Zhongyuemen elder away, then laughed loudly: “These petty tricks can’t touch me!”

Hearing this, the surrounding Zhongyuemen elders flew into a rage.

“Arrogant!”

“Seeking death!”

“All of you, strike together—blow him to pieces!”

No sooner had the words left their lips than several Zhongyuemen elders poured their true qi into the red-light fusion fire bullets in their hands and hurled them all toward Pang Bo.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Violent flames erupted instantly, engulfing a radius of hundreds of meters—even the flames at the periphery carried ferocious power.

“Despicable!”

“You’ve shamed Zhongyuemen beyond repair!”

The Grand Elder of Liuyun Sect, who was holding off Zhongyuemen’s Grand Elder, saw their treacherous tactics and immediately ordered his sect members: “All Liuyun Sect, listen up—let these Zhongyuemen dogs taste the power of our Liuyun Sect’s Silver Light Thunder Bullets!”

Just as the Liuyun Sect elders pulled out their Silver Light Thunder Bullets and prepared to strike down the Zhongyuemen elders, a loud laugh erupted from the center of the explosion…

“Hahaha, that was amazing!”

Pang Bo, his long hair flying, strode out of the flames, then shot toward another late-stage Baoyuan Zhongyuemen Grand Elder: “But you guys just made me hurt!”

The Covering Heaven Method places great emphasis on physical cultivation; though Pang Bo couldn’t match the monstrous physique of Ye Fan’s Primal Ancient Sacred Body, as a descendant of the Demon God, his body naturally surpassed the vast majority in the Covering Heaven world.

Moreover, he had already reached the final stage of the Wheel Sea Secret Realm—the Shore—and these few red-light fusion fire bullets posed no threat whatsoever to him!

Yet the pain from the explosion had made him slightly unhinged, so this time he struck with his deadliest move, instantly killing the late-stage Baoyuan Zhongyuemen elder with a single punch.

“Impossible!”

Seeing a late-stage Baoyuan cultivator slain in one blow, countless onlookers wore expressions of utter disbelief.

Even other Zhongyuemen experts paused in shock, then broke off their fights and gathered together, watching Pang Bo with extreme wariness.

Late-stage Baoyuan cultivators were already rare experts; even in a seventh-rank sect like Zhongyuemen, they were qualified to serve as inner sect elders.

Yet this rare expert had just been obliterated in one strike by this mysterious newcomer—it was simply too unbelievable.

“Who is this man?”

“Has he crossed into the Star Level Realm?”

“Probably not—I heard Star Level cultivators have transformed all their true qi into true yuan, yet I felt not a single ripple of true yuan from him!”

“Then his strength is already terrifying—beneath the Star Level Realm, few could match him!”

The surrounding onlookers murmured among themselves.

At this moment, Zhongyuemen’s leading Grand Elder stepped forward two paces, eyeing Pang Bo with caution: “Who are you, sir? Do you truly intend to make enemies of Zhongyuemen?”

“What the hell is Zhongyuemen?”

Pang Bo looked at the Zhongyuemen elders with disdain: “If you want to fight, fight—don’t waste my time!”

Hearing this, the Zhongyuemen elders flew into a rage and wanted to fight Pang Bo to the death, but were held back by their senior elders.

“Grand Elder!”

Zhongyuemen’s Third Elder studied Pang Bo carefully, then said with concern: “He looks young—no more than twenty. Even the top ten talents on the Qianlong List might not be his match. Could he be a disciple of some great sect?”

“This man is definitely not a talent from the Qianlong List!”

Another Zhongyuemen elder added seriously: “Could he be an ultra-talent from another domain, here to train in Nan Zhuo Domain?”

The True Spirit Continent was vast beyond measure, and their Nan Zhuo Domain was merely an insignificant backwater.

If Pang Bo truly belonged to a sixth-rank sect—or even a fifth-rank sect—continuing to oppose him would be disastrous for Zhongyuemen as a whole.

After all, the greatest difference between sixth-rank and seventh-rank sects is that sixth-rank sects have Spirit Sea experts to stand guard!

If they truly provoked a powerful sixth-rank sect, even a single Spirit Sea expert could wipe out Zhongyuemen entirely.

Realizing this, Zhongyuemen’s Grand Elder quickly turned to Pang Bo and said grimly: “Since you’ve intervened, let this matter end here—shall we call a truce?”

Hearing this, the Liuyun Sect elders nearby all exhaled in relief.

After all, Zhongyuemen’s overall strength far surpassed Liuyun Sect’s; if they could stand down, it would be best.

Pang Bo turned his gaze toward Ye Chen: “Brother Ye, what do you think?”

Though he hadn’t yet had his fill of fighting, he had come here to help Ye Chen, so he respected his opinion.

Seeing Zhongyuemen’s fear of Pang Bo, Ye Chen understood the wisdom of stopping while ahead, and nodded quickly: “Brother Pang, since Zhongyuemen is willing to stand down, let’s end this here!”

“Alright!” Pang Bo nodded, then walked over to the Liuyun Sect elders.

Since he had crossed realms, he naturally wanted to experience the customs of this world.

Moreover, after crossing realms, time in their original world slowed dramatically, so Pang Bo had no rush to return to the Covering Heaven world.

Meanwhile, the emerald rainbow shooting skyward had begun to fade, and the entrance to Tianmeng Ancient Ground had already vanished into the void; to enter again, one would have to wait ten years until Tianmeng Ancient Ground reopened.

Seeing Zhongyuemen and Liuyun Sect reconcile, the surrounding crowd lost interest and began preparing to return to their sects.

“Xie Xue Sect, depart!”

“Wuxing Sect, move out!”

“Bailu Cave…”

Soon, sects across the board boarded giant demonic beasts and flew off in groups toward the sky.

Zhongyuemen’s members glanced at Liuyun Sect’s position, then merely snorted and led their disciples back to their sect.

Meanwhile, the Grand Elder of Nan Luo Sect in Tianfeng Kingdom looked at Ye Chen and Pang Bo, a hint of curiosity on his face.

He had originally planned to use the Little Azure Dragon Token granted by his Sect Master to stop the fight once Pang Bo began to lose ground.

But he never imagined Pang Bo’s strength far exceeded his expectations—he had driven off the entire Zhongyuemen contingent by himself, utterly unbelievable.

“I wonder who this man really is?”

The Nan Luo Sect Grand Elder gazed toward Pang Bo, thinking silently: “Is he a hidden talent from Nan Zhuo Domain? Or a cross-domain prodigy?”

Meanwhile, the Liuyun Sect elders were filled only with excitement and joy.

“Ye Chen, who knew you knew such a strong person!”

“Yeah, his strength must be at least late-stage Baoyuan!”

Several Liuyun Sect disciples began asking Ye Chen about Pang Bo’s identity.

Even Liuyun Sect’s Grand Elder walked over to thank Pang Bo.

Pang Bo didn’t bother with excessive formalities—he simply said he was Ye Chen’s friend, then boarded a demonic beast with the Liuyun Sect elders and returned to their sect.

…

Inside the chat group.

[Xiao Yan: That was boring—I was hoping to see Brother Pang slaughter everyone, and it ended so anticlimactically!]

[Han Li: @Xiao Yan, actually this is already good—Ye Chen’s side lost no one, while Zhongyuemen lost over ten elders and disciples. If Brother Pang had really angered Zhongyuemen too much, he could return to his own world, but Ye Chen and Liuyun Sect would bear the brunt of Zhongyuemen’s wrath!]

[Xiao Yan: So what? If they can’t beat him, we can just go help! Even if we’re not strong enough, isn’t there the group owner?]

[Han Li: You make it sound so easy—do you think cross-realm teleportation doesn’t cost points? We’re barely scraping by on points to improve our cultivation—forget about going over to fight pointless battles!]

[Han Li: @Ye Chen, I’m telling you, Brother Ye, you’ve been too outstanding. Look at your original storyline—you kept defeating all kinds of talents! Especially after winning first place on the Qianlong List, you directly drew the ire of a sixth-rank sect! When Sikong Sheng came to Liuyun Sect, if not for Nan Luo Sect’s intervention, you’d have been in serious danger!]

To Han Li, who always believed in “quiet cultivation,” Ye Chen’s behavior in the original storyline of *Solitary Sword Sovereign* was far too reckless.

If it were him, he would never have challenged for first place on the Qianlong List without sufficient strength…

No!

He wouldn’t even have entered the Qianlong List.

[Xiao Yan: Han Brother, you’re wrong! I think Brother Ye did the right thing—the danger came only because those people from Xuankong Mountain were despicable! Both Sikong Sheng and Jin Huang Dao Ren were petty losers!]

[Han Li: But you can’t rely on others’ morality!]

Watching the chat log, Pang Bo and Ye Chen, who were returning to Liuyun Sect with the others, exchanged glances.

[Pang Bo: What’s there to argue about? @Han Li, you’re just too timid! You’re already at Nascent Soul mid-stage—who in Yue Country can match you? Yet you still sit quietly in Huangfeng Valley—so cowardly!]

[Han Li: Better than being hunted down!]

[Ye Chen: Everyone, stop arguing—I know you’re all looking out for me!]

[Lu Qingshan: Everyone has their own cultivation path—just follow what you like! But if you can fight often and hone yourself in life-or-death battles, your cultivation speed will indeed accelerate greatly!]

[Pang Bo: Group owner’s right! @Han Li, you’re just too timid!]

In Huangfeng Valley, Han Li, preparing to leave in search of a suitable elixir formula for Nascent Soul cultivation, merely smiled at this.

The group owner’s words made sense, but as long as conditions allowed, he preferred Nascent Soul crushing Golden Core, Soul Transformation crushing Nascent Soul!

Before, achieving this was difficult—but now, with the help of the Multiverse Chat Group, it was incredibly easy!

At this moment…

[System Prompt: Detected increased chat group activity—chat group upgrading!]

[System Prompt: Detected all members contributed to chat group upgrade—rewards will be granted.]

[System Prompt: Chat group update complete!]

Three consecutive system messages abruptly interrupted the conversation.

[Pang Bo: Finally! Another chat group upgrade!]

[Yue Buqun: But this chat group upgrade doesn’t seem to have added any new features!]

[Cao Cao: Doesn’t matter—as long as they give us bonus points after the upgrade!]

After all, Cao Cao and Yue Buqun were the two members with the least points, since their worlds were resource-poor; to cultivate, they had to exchange points with other members for resources, and when facing cultivation bottlenecks, they needed the Enlightenment Boost function.

Fortunately, their current realms were still low, so their resource consumption wasn’t excessive.

But it was clear that as their strength continued to rise, their future point and resource consumption would only grow larger.

[Xiao Yan: This chat group upgrade was pretty generous—it awarded me 7,563 points!]

[Pang Bo: No way, you got rich! But I got rich too—I received 8,127 points, even more than you!]

[Han Li: Looks like I got the fewest points again—I only have 6,196 points!]

[Ye Chen: But I only have 5,000 points!]

[Meng Huan: I only have 5,000 points too!]

[Xiao Yan: You guys are doing fine—when I first joined the group and it upgraded, I only got 1,000 points as a reward!]

[Cao Cao: So everyone got way more points this time than before—probably because the chat group’s level increased!]

Watching the messages in the chat group, Lu Qing also quickly claimed his reward.

[System Prompt: You received 19,763 points!]

“Looks like my activity in the chat group has been pretty high!” Lu Qing thought to himself.

As group owner, Lu Qing’s base points were three times that of others, and since he often left a thread of his consciousness lingering in the group, his activity level was high, earning him even more points.

[Cao Cao: Group owner, I’d like to exchange for more resources...]

[Yue Buqun: Me too, group owner!]

With their new points, Cao Cao and Yue Buqun immediately turned to Lu Qing to exchange for resources.

But this time, since they had more points, they kept some as reserves.

And just after all group members had exchanged resources with Lu Qing...

[System Prompt: Meng Huan transferred 5,000 points to Lu Qing.]

[Meng Huan: Group owner, thank you for informing me about my father’s whereabouts and the plot details of The Flying Sword Seeks the Dao. I think these points might help you—take them, a small token of my gratitude!]

As soon as Meng Huan spoke, the chat group fell silent.

In the rest chamber of the spaceship.

Seeing Meng Huan transfer all his newly earned points to him, Lu Qing felt deeply moved.

After all, he had previously said the uploaded documents required no compensation.

Though Meng Huan didn’t yet understand the value of points in the chat group, his willingness to give away his freshly acquired points clearly marked him as someone who remembered kindness.

[System Prompt: Ye Chen transferred 4,680 points to Lu Qing.]

[Ye Chen: Group owner, I’m deeply grateful you uploaded The Sole Sovereign of Sword Dao. But I just transferred the points I spent when Pang Ge crossed over to him, so now I only have this much left!]

Seeing this, Lu Qing didn’t refuse Meng Huan and Ye Chen’s points—he immediately sent them each a set of resources suitable for their cultivation.

After Meng Huan and Ye Chen selected the resources most suited to their cultivation, Lu Qing quickly sent them vast quantities of additional resources.

Thus, Lu Qing certainly didn’t lose out, and Meng Huan and Ye Chen both gained significantly.

After finishing all this, Lu Qing chatted with the group members for a while before returning his awareness to reality and resuming his cultivation.

In the quiet mountain range near the Flowing Cloud Sect on the True Spirit Continent.

Pang Bo casually punched a Level Six beast to death, then said to Ye Chen beside him: “Ye Chen brother, I’ve been here a while—I’ve seen most of what I wanted to see. It’s time for me to leave!”

Hearing this, Ye Chen blinked in surprise: “Pang Ge, you’re leaving already?”

“Mm.”

Pang Bo nodded: “You still don’t fully understand the chat group’s mechanics. Once we cross over, our strength can’t improve! I’ve been here for several days already—it’s time to go.”

“So that’s how it is!”

Ye Chen immediately understood and handed Pang Bo a storage spirit ring: “Pang Ge, these are some resources I collected earlier. I don’t know if they’ll help you, but it’s my gesture of goodwill.”

“What are you doing?!”

Pang Bo frowned: “Ye Chen brother, I came to help you because we’re group members—we’re supposed to help each other, not because of your resources!”

“I understand.”

Ye Chen quickly nodded: “It’s just a token of my gratitude—not payment.”

Hearing this, Pang Bo smiled: “Alright, I accept your kindness—but I’ll return the items.”

“Besides, bringing these back would cost extra points! I know these resources are precious to you, but with the points needed to carry them, I’d rather just exchange for resources directly from the group owner.”

“Ye Chen brother, you’ve only just joined the group—you don’t fully understand the group owner yet!”

“Let me put it this way: everyone in the group who reached their current realm owes their progress to the group owner’s help! Even Tian Meng Bing Can, who’s long since given up, regularly exchanges treasures with the group owner.”

“And the group owner’s world is incredibly resource-rich. Those thousand-year spirit marrow you received from him? To you, they’re precious—but to him, they’re just decorative lake water in his divine realm!”

“When I visited him, I saw it myself—just that one lake of thousand-year spirit marrow was over a hundred kilometers in diameter!”

“This...” Hearing Pang Bo’s words, Ye Chen fell completely silent.

Pang Bo continued: “The resources you gave me would cost over five hundred points to bring back. But five hundred points with the group owner could buy ten times that much!”

“So that’s how it is!” Ye Chen suddenly understood: “But...”

“No buts!”

Guessing Ye Chen’s thoughts, Pang Bo waved his hand and smiled: “Time flows vastly differently across worlds, and your original cultivation speed was already fast. Now that you’ve joined the chat group, it’ll only get faster—you might surpass me soon. When that happens, won’t you be the one helping me? Are you going to make me pay you back then?”

“Of course not!” Ye Chen quickly replied.

“Exactly! Since we’re lucky enough to join this chat group, we should help each other!”

Pang Bo smiled: “Alright, I’m off!”

No sooner had he spoken than his figure vanished instantly. Ye Chen learned of Pang Bo’s departure through the chat group.

In the Eastern Wasteland of the Veil Heaven World.

In a remote mountain range within Yan territory, inside a cave dwelling carved into the mountainside.

Huh!

Pang Bo’s figure suddenly appeared. Nearby, another figure was cultivating—it was Ye Fan, Pang Bo’s closest friend, who possessed the Primal Ancient Sacred Body.

Seeing Pang Bo appear, Ye Fan immediately rose and asked: “Pang Bo, weren’t you planning to stay longer over there? Why are you back so soon?”

“Ye Zi!” Pang Bo asked directly: “How long was I gone?”

“Less than half a day!” Ye Fan replied quickly.

“The time flow difference is huge!”

Pang Bo sighed: “Too bad I can’t cultivate over there—if I’d stayed longer, I’d come back invincible!”

“Pang Bo, you’re already incredibly strong!” Ye Fan couldn’t help saying.

“I’m still far from strong enough!”

Pang Bo shook his head: “Even within the chat group, I’m not even in the top three!”

“But the young brother who invited me over was interesting—he shares your surname: Ye Chen! Ye Fan, Ye Chen—if you weren’t from different worlds, I’d think he was your brother!”

“Oh? Sounds interesting!” Ye Fan nodded quickly.

He and Pang Bo had been close friends since childhood, and in the original plot, Ye Fan had saved Pang Bo from life-threatening dangers multiple times—even taking him to ascend to the Immortal Realm.

So after joining the chat group, Pang Bo had told him everything, including the full plot of Veil Heaven.

“Let me tell you...” Pang Bo quickly recounted his cross-world experience to Ye Fan.

“By the way, Pang Bo, I want to tell you something!” After Pang Bo finished, Ye Fan suddenly spoke with solemnity.

“What is it, Ye Zi?” Pang Bo asked casually.

Ye Fan said earnestly: “Pang Bo, since we came from Earth together, we’ve faced countless dangers. At first, neither of us cultivated—we were evenly matched. But over time, your strength has grown far beyond mine. Though I’ve improved too, the gap between us keeps widening!”

“Especially now—you’ve reached the Shoreless Realm, while I’ve only just entered the Life Spring Realm. And even that’s thanks to the resources you’ve gotten from the chat group!”

“Ye Zi, why are you saying this?” Pang Bo replied quickly: “We’re brothers—what’s mine is yours!”

“I’m not talking about cultivation resources!”

Ye Fan said quickly: “I think our strength gap is too wide now. Staying together to cultivate won’t benefit either of us. You’ve reached Shoreless Realm—you need to find cultivation methods for the Dao Palace Realm. But I’m still at Life Spring Realm. If I tag along, I’ll slow you down and hinder my own progress. And if you wait for me to reach Shoreless Realm, you’ll waste precious time!”

“Besides, our physical constitutions are vastly different—so the cultivation techniques best suited for you aren’t best for me. What suits you best may not suit me at all. I think it’s time we part ways.”

Pang Bo nodded gently—he understood this well.

But were these two brothers, bound by life and death, really going to separate?

“You told me the plot of Veil Heaven—my cultivation path will be far safer now!”

Ye Fan smiled: “You can leave without worry. Go seek your own opportunities—the Emperor Demon Scripture, and others... Since you joined that mysterious chat group, you won’t face much danger.”

“Pang Bo!” Ye Fan looked at him: “Let’s part ways now—you walk your Emperor Demon path, I walk my Great Sacred Body path...”

Hearing this, Pang Bo fell silent.

After a moment, he reached out and handed Ye Fan a storage ring—filled with resources he had just exchanged with the group owner, Lu Qing, using his points.

After the chat group’s upgrade, Pang Bo had received a large number of points, but he had planned to use them for the Enlightenment Boost function, so he had only exchanged for a small amount of cultivation resources from Lu Qing.

But now that he was parting from Ye Fan, he naturally wanted to prepare more cultivation resources for him.

After all, having read the original novel, he knew the Sacred Body required enormous resources in its early stages.

“These are resources I just exchanged for in the chat group!”

Pang Bo handed the ring to Ye Fan: “Even if your consumption is massive, they’ll last you a long time.”

“Ye Zi, I know your combat power is strong—you can easily fight above your level. But I still hope you wait until you’re stronger before venturing out. It’ll be safer that way.”

“Don’t worry!” Ye Fan reached out and took the storage ring, then nodded.

He had not refused Pang Bo’s gifts, for given their bond, there was no need to count such things.

At this moment, Pang Bo’s emotions were complex: “Ye Zi, where do you plan to go adventuring after we part?”

“I’ll first break through to the Divine Bridge realm, then look for the Bronze Immortal Palace!”

Ye Fan said: “After all, I still don’t have a weapon. If I could obtain the primordial qi of all things, like in the original story, that’d be perfect! By the way, Pang Bo, when the time comes, should I save some primordial qi for you to forge your weapon?”

“No need!”

Pang Bo waved his hand: “I’ve got a way to handle my weapon. If all else fails, I can ask the group owner for help! And after you forge yours, what then?”

“Naturally, I’ll seek the Source Master’s inheritance!” Ye Fan said again. “My cultivation consumes too many resources—I can’t keep taking yours forever. Once I get the Source Master’s inheritance, I’ll take you along!”

“Pfft!”

Pang Bo laughed and scolded: “You still don’t even know if you’ll get the Source Master’s inheritance! How about this: we meet near Zi Mountain in two years, then go search for it together!”

Hearing this, Ye Fan knew Pang Bo was thinking of his safety.

Though he didn’t believe he’d face danger even with his knowledge of the plot, he still agreed to Pang Bo’s plan.

After all, if Pang Bo shared in the Source Master’s inheritance, gathering cultivation resources later would be far easier!

“Take this too!”

Pang Bo handed Ye Fan another metal token: “This is a communication token I exchanged for from the group owner. If you face mortal danger, crush it—I’ll arrive as fast as I can!”

“Alright!”

Ye Fan nodded, then said solemnly: “You be careful too. I know you’ve got the chat group as backup, but still watch yourself during adventures!”

“Hahaha, don’t worry about me!”

Pang Bo strode toward the cave entrance: “Ye Zi, don’t let your cultivation fall too far behind by the time we meet again, or you’ll be dragging me down!”

“Pfft! Who’s dragging who down remains to be seen!”

Ye Fan looked up as Pang Bo; the cave’s sealing formation activated, and Pang Bo instantly shot away like a streak of light.

Ye Fan watched silently.

After a long while, Ye Fan finally whispered: “Brother, take care.”

(End of Chapter)