Chapter 207: with translation of chapter title

Kill my brother, seize my Eight Scenes Palace—if you have the ability, come out and fight me!

Yin Tian De has always been steady; even if Mount Tai collapsed before him he would not be startled, but now this matter has nearly driven him mad.

Upon hearing this, all the heroes fell silent, each as quiet as a cold cicada; no one dared to cause trouble at this time.

Even the supreme sect leader does not wish to provoke him, and at the same time they are curious inside.

Who on earth is this, possessing such means as to even seize the Eight Scenes Palace?

"What, the Divine Spirit Ancient Scripture is in Yang Zhu's hands?!"

"It is said that inside lies the secret to becoming an immortal; we must seize it!"

When the Three Lacking Daoist spread this news, Zi Wei truly exploded; in an instant, all forces surged, joining the search for Yang Zhu.

"Damn Yin Tian De, remember this, Your Majesty: the one who struck is named Yang Zhu; if you kneel now, I may still forgive your insolence!"

Who would have thought that as soon as the words were finished, a big black dog jumped out, pointing at his nose and cursing.

In an instant, everyone was shocked; no one expected anyone to dare shout at Yin Tian De like that.

"It... it's that damned black dog!"

Although they had vanished for half a year, upon learning it was the big black dog, people still couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their eyes, feeling both fear and hatred.

"Venerable Heavenly Lord, the Eight Scenes Palace in the hands of someone like you is truly wasted; you still have the nerve to demand it back?"

Before the crowd could react, a fat Daoist also jumped out, wearing Daoist robes, chanting his title, yet his words were full of contempt and scorn.

"Damn it, that's the degenerate Daoist who's with the black dog!"

Upon seeing it was Duan De, everyone's expressions turned complex again, cursing, wishing to capture them and give them a good beating.

After these two finished their ranting, they disappeared; when everyone thought they were scared off, half a month later they appeared tens of thousands of miles away.

"Yin Dog De, get over here; Your Majesty sees your talent is decent, I'll reluctantly take you as a pet."

"Little Que Zi, your ancestors are no good; after digging up your ancestral grave and pushing aside the rubbish, you've dirtied the Daoist's hands."

At the same time the two were shouting, news came that Yin Tian De's sworn brother, the Three Lacking Daoist, had his ancestral grave dug up clean, and all treasures inside had been looted.

"Haha, Yin Tian De, when you meet Yang Zhu you can only admit defeat, for you are not yet his match."

Unexpectedly, the renowned Yan Yixi later also joined the big black dog's side.

He had previously been chased eighty thousand miles by Lu Ya and the Three Lacking Daoist, bearing no goodwill toward them; now having met Yang Zhu, he naturally stands on this side.

"I cannot coexist with you under the same heaven!"

The Three Lacking Daoist's black hair danced wildly; by the time he arrived like a killing god at the place where the big black dog and company spoke, the two had already vanished without a trace.

"You feathered beasts, your clan's little princess is in our hands; you have three days to deliver a hundred rare treasures aged over a thousand years, as well as the trunks of six Fusang trees, to the designated place, or we will roast and eat her!"

Half a month later, the two appeared tens of thousands of miles from the Golden Crow's roost and issued threats.

They swept all before them, leaving no poultry or dog at peace; truly their depravity smoked, causing everyone to panic and change color at the mention of them.

Anyone or any force displeasing to them, or anyone aiding Yin Tian De's clamor, would within a few days see their treasury looted and ancestral graves dug up.

One could say that Zi Wei now has been turned upside down by these two, with chickens flying and dogs jumping.

(I'm just messing around, is my writing too bad…?) The Taiqing Holy Realm forms its own small world, hidden in the endless void, ethereal and mysterious, ordinary people find it hard to locate.

In the ancient hall, Yang Zhu was enveloped in purple qi; no matter how the outside world boiled, his mind and spirit remained focused, unaffected. The Laozi inheritance is a vast divine treasury, containing endless marvels and profound Dao; immersed in it, he suddenly gained many epiphanies.

After Yang Zhu fully mastered the inheritance, he combined it with other ancient scriptures to explore their respective Dao rhythms and differences.

Time flew by; when Yang Zhu emerged from seclusion, a year and a half had passed.

On this day, the Eight Scenes Palace displayed a portent; divine power like a sea, the holy body's Dao fetus purple-gold qi spread, completely inundating this place.

Splash—...

The sound of surging seawater rose; an ocean condensed from order's law, its waves glittering, emitting brilliant immortal radiance.

The waves rolled on, the spray they kicked up like crystalline fragments of the Dao, reflecting a splendid auspicious glow, shimmering brightly…

When all the portents faded, Yang Zhu walked out of the ancient hall; his inner aura grew ever more hazy, hard to fathom.

"Evolving the immortal realm, I swear to advance against the current."

Over the past year and more, his understanding of the path he must walk has deepened; his Dao heart has become firmer, hard to sway.

During this period his gains were abundant; his cultivation rose from the third tier of the first Immortal stage to the sixth, his divine power vast as a sea, unfathomable.

Buzz! The Hun Dun Chi and the Heavenly Blade swept over; even while Yang Zhu was in seclusion, they were not idle, drifting upon the Taiqing Holy Realm.

They refined the Dao's order, swallowing and exhaling the light of sun, moon, and stars; while absorbing special substances, they also nourished this place.

"First gather the secret of the 'Zhe' character."

After a moment's thought, Yang Zhu decided that upon leaving, he would first obtain the remaining half-page of the Divine Spirit Ancient Scripture, then immediately begin deduction.

The Eight Scenes Palace traversed the void; after several days, above a certain region a magnificent ancient hall appeared, from which Yang Zhu walked out.

The night moon hung high, stars glittered, soft moonlight fell, giving the earth a veil of gauze, hazy and mysterious.

This place is extremely open, with only a few graceful peaks undulating; all scenery is in view, tranquil and peaceful, very harmonious.

Yang Zhu stood beneath the night sky, bathed in starlight, moonlight pouring down upon his body, making him seem to glow, holy and unworldly.

After less than half an incense stick's time, a magnificent Daoist hall arrived silently.

The Changsheng Ancient Dao Observatory, it is said its main body is an ancient holy weapon, majestic and solemn, like an immortal deity's hall.

It hovered above the sea, each tile and stone as if carved with ancient marks, a vicissitudinous ancient aura rushing forth.

Yang Zhu stood with hands behind his back at their necessary passage, his appearance absolutely beautiful, transcendent, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm.

"Who are you?"

The vermilion sand gate opened; a young Daoist stepped out, though not old in years, he bore the air of a transcendent hermit.

He wore an Eight Trigrams Daoist robe, straw sandals on his feet, and a bamboo pin in his black hair, looking quite extraordinary, truly out of the ordinary.

"Fellow Daoist, we are from the Changsheng Dao Observatory; may I ask what you mean?"

The young Daoist merely sized up Yang Zhu for a moment; his brow involuntarily furrowed, a flash of strange color crossing his face, somewhat shocked.

The black-robed man before me bore a majestic presence, his qi permeating ancient and modern times; that innate nobility, needing no gesture, would dazzle at a single glance.

Moreover, I was astonished to find that I could not sense Yang Zhu's breath or divine power fluctuations at all, as if the person before me did not exist! (End of chapter)