Chapter 224: Silver Stone Gate Awakens, Spirit Realm Envoy Descends

Guan Yi burst out laughing and said, "Good! Since Fellow Daoist Song has already agreed, shouldn't we fellow daoists lend him a hand?"

The earlier conversation between Guan Yi and Song He had already made everyone eager; upon hearing this, they immediately spoke up, "How should we help?"

"Yes! Fellow Daoist Guan, Fellow Daoist Song can obtain the black radiant gold, but we lack the resources for that!"

"Exactly! What can we help with?"

Guan Yi gave a mysterious smile and said, "Fellow daoists, don't rush. This place is too far from the Azure Cloud Mountains, so to travel back and forth quickly we must activate a secret formation, which requires Fellow Daoist Jin's help. You guarding the formation—this shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Jin Fu nodded and said, "The Red Moon True Lord has already left this place; I can indeed operate it to a limited extent."

Guan Yi nodded and continued, "Black radiant gold is hard to mine; to gather enough before the emissary of the Spirit Realm arrives, we need many hands, so the rest of you fellow daoists must go help—at least three thousand catties, worth 450,000 spirit stones, of black radiant gold might move the hearts of the great figures of the Spirit Realm, letting them bring you into the realm."

"But would the beings from the Spirit Realm do such a thing?" someone questioned.

Guan Yi smiled faintly, speaking with extreme confidence: "Believe me, before immense profit, even immortals could be used by us—what about Wang Ping being a genius? It's not a genius they cultivated themselves; do you think the great figures from the Spirit Realm would abandon hundreds of thousands of spirit stones for a lower-realm genius?"

Everyone thought it over, found Guan Yi's words somewhat reasonable, exchanged glances, and then in unison said, "If so, we swear a heart-devil oath, guaranteeing this will not be leaked!"

Afterwards, after everyone swore the heart-devil oath, they left directly; Guan Yi, seated in the chief position, quietly watched all this until the entire cave dwelling filled with purple mist!

And his silhouette gradually became ferocious.

Yet no one in the entire alliance noticed any of this.

For cultivators, the passage of time often slips by unnoticed.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed; during these three months, Wang Ping had been diligently cultivating in seclusion at home, and with ample spiritual energy nourishing him, his golden core became increasingly solid.

At the same time, the number of his spiritual root runes increased by over twenty, proving that Wang Ping's idea of gaining one rune every three days fell through; once each spiritual root system reaches the tenth rune, the condensation speed already slows down.

After sensing his bodily cycles, he realized three months had passed; thus, the great figures of the Spirit Realm were about to descend!

A five-colored light flashed in Wang Ping's eyes, then he withdrew the circulation of his cultivation technique.

Creak!

The door, unopened for three months, was pushed open by Wang Ping; his gaze turned to the sky, wondering how his master, unseen for three months, was faring in gathering heavenly treasures!

At that moment, his sea of consciousness trembled slightly; his heart stirred, and part of his consciousness arrived in his sea of consciousness.

He discovered that the previously motionless silver stone gate trembled slightly, silver light shimmering down in sheets, illuminating his entire sea of consciousness as a silver world.

Wang Ping felt a surge of joy; the silver stone gate was about to awaken, his heart filled with anticipation—what changes would occur when the silver stone gate fused with such a large fragment?

The abnormal redness lasted about the time to finish a cup of tea, then stopped abruptly; at that moment, a long-unheard voice sounded:

【Kid! You've changed your locale; the spiritual energy concentration here is barely noticeable!】

"Hmm, I've arrived at the Alliance Headquarters; I'm about to enter the Spirit Realm!"

Silver Stone Gate: 【So that means the Spirit Realm is really sending someone! Good—once you enter the Spirit Realm, I can then let you begin the true trials; otherwise, each time crossing the realm barrier would consume vast energy!】

Wang Ping asked in surprise, "True trials? Could you elaborate? I thought after your metamorphosis you'd take me to the Immortal Realm."

Silver Stone Gate: 【The Immortal Realm might be inaccessible for a short time!】

Wang Ping stared, astonished—could the silver stone gate really still be able to take him to the Immortal Realm? But what did he mean by "cannot enter"?

"Why?" Wang Ping couldn't help but ask.

Silver Stone Gate: 【I don't know either; I'm still incomplete, so I don't know the reason, but I do know that the Immortal Realm is currently inaccessible!】

After hearing the silver stone gate's words, Wang Ping recalled that true immortals exist in the Spirit Realm; logically, after a Mahayana cultivator passes the immortal tribulation, they should immediately ascend to the Immortal Realm, yet now the twelve peak clans of the Spirit Realm have true immortals living among them—this is abnormal.

At this moment the silver stone gate said: 【These matters are still too distant for you; first raise your cultivation to God Transformation, then we'll talk! Once you enter the Spirit Realm, I will take you through a series of terrifying trials—starting from the Golden Core stage is best, so you can nurture the strongest golden core; thus, when you reach Nascent Soul, your nascent soul will inevitably have the potential to become the strongest nascent soul! Starting from Golden Core, only by reaching the peak in each stage can one possibly…】

Having said that, the silver stone gate suddenly paused; after a while, still silent, Wang Ping couldn't help but ask:

"What could it possibly be?"

Silver Stone Gate: 【Forgot! But I feel it should be something very important.】

Wang Ping: ………

While Wang Ping conversed with the silver stone gate, at the center of the Spiritual Universe Realm, atop the highest peak, Spiritual Universe Peak, nine God Transformation cultivators and over a thousand Nascent Soul cultivators had gathered.

At that moment, their expressions were solemn, their eyes fixed on ahead—a formation imbued with an ancient style!

"Ancestor, inspection complete; the Positioning Array is usable!"

The alliance's most talented Nascent Soul cultivator in formations, Liu Yu, respectfully spoke before a black-robed elder:

The black-robed elder, one of the alliance's five God Transformation cultivators, nodded upon hearing this, then took out two supreme-grade spirit stones from his bosom, glanced aside, and said with a smile:

"Xiang Laoguai! Bring out your supreme-grade spirit stones!"

"Hmph! Do you think we'd default on our debts?"

After saying that, three God Transformation cultivators each produced a supreme-grade spirit stone.

Then the four of them respectively threw them into the five empty slots of the great formation ahead.

Immediately, the Positioning Array ahead sparkled with starlike light; this light grew brighter, finally shooting a ten-meter-thick silver beam toward the infinite heights.

From behind, a Nascent Soul cultivator shouted excitedly, "After ten thousand years, an exalted one finally descends again to the upper realm!"

Those God Transformation cultivators and some perfected Nascent Soul cultivators who knew some inside information felt an indescribable complex emotion; if the truth were told to them, perhaps many couldn't bear it.

Crack! A violent shattering sound rang out, drawing everyone to look up.

Only seen, at three thousand meters above the peak, a five-colored vortex suddenly appeared, the surrounding space shattered! Lightning danced wildly!

Faintly, three figures could be seen flickering in and out within the vortex!

At the same time, in the West Celestial Realm, Song He collected the last piece of black radiant gold, gazing at the endless, pockmarked earth veins; his eyes flashed with an abnormal scarlet hue!

Over the past two months, he and several other cultivators dug day and night, finally extracting over four thousand catties of black radiant gold.

"Let's go! Fellow Daoist Song! The envoy of the Spirit Realm is about to arrive; we must hurry to greet them."

A Golden Core cultivator spoke up.

"Alright! Let's go!"

Song He shouted excitedly; then he and the other few cultivators flew upward three hundred meters, finally vanishing into a formation.

Not long after they left, this space began to be suffused with wisps of mist; as time passed, the mist grew thicker, once it filled the pits it spread upward along the cracks, and at three thousand meters above the earth veins, a massive clump of extremely concentrated spiritual energy continually drifted.

Surrounding them were no fewer than five thousand Golden Core cultivators; at this moment, they were greedily inhaling the spiritual aura emanating from the spiritual power mass.

Unaware, thin wisps of pale purple mist rose from the ground.

Unbeknownst to them, a large number of Golden Core cultivators inhaled it into their bodies.

The scene shifted; on Linghuan Peak, within the black vortex, three figures became increasingly clear.

The surrounding aura suddenly solidified; all the cultivators below felt a massive aura filling this heaven and earth, even those whose cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul level had their eyes filled with shock.

"Open!"

A voice suddenly sounded from the black vortex; immediately, a golden light flashed, causing all the cultivators below to shut their eyes.

After they opened their eyes, they saw three cultivators—an old one, a middle-aged one, and a young one—floating in the high sky.

The old cultivator's aura was the most massive!

"All cultivators of the Linghuan Realm greet the Envoy of the Spirit Realm!"

A grandiose voice rang out from the mountaintop!