Chapter 230: Volume Six: All Forces Converge

The Dao River Sect swallowed the territory of the Food Nation, and over a hundred cycles have since passed.

As the power controlling 155 Chaos Provinces, the Dao River Sect is renowned throughout the Origin Continent—and today marks a major day for the entire sect.

The sect's eldest disciple, Mo Yu Qingyan, and Princess Yu Shuitianxin of the Yu Nation have officially become marital partners, and a grand celebration is underway in Mo Yu Qingyan's fiefdom, Qingyan City.

"Big Brother and Sister-in-law already have a child—I saw the little one. He's not proud at all, very well-behaved."

"I heard the Sect Master and the Yu Nation's Sovereign will both come."

Countless people across Qingyan City were buzzing, discussing this marital celebration and the arrival of the Sect Master and the Yu Nation's Sovereign.

Nowadays, the Dao River Sect has five disciples who have reached the Chaos Realm! In terms of prestige, only the second disciple, Xin Yu, rivals the eldest disciple Mo Yu Qingyan—but Xin Yu is wholly devoted to cultivation and has no interest in managing sect affairs.

Only Mo Yu Qingyan, knowing his own cultivation path holds no hope, labors tirelessly and handles every task. Originally, Mo Luo Sa and Wei Yang gradually entrusted more and more sect matters to Mo Yu Qingyan.

Now…

Mo Yu Qingyan can be considered the de facto chief administrator of the Dao River Sect! Luo Feng's World Force can instantly cover the entire territory, and he has uncovered many corrupt elements within the sect—but Mo Yu Qingyan has always worked with diligence, bringing Luo Feng considerable satisfaction.

"Second Master, this is my child with Tianxin—Mo Yu Xiu. Xiu, this is your Luo Sashen Grandmaster." Mo Yu Qingyan and a tall, beautiful woman held the child's hands together.

"Grandmaster," the child Mo Yu Xiu chirped sweetly.

Mo Luo Sa laughed heartily and lifted the child into his arms: "This child is truly well-behaved."

"Father says that over these many years of cultivation, it was mainly Grandmaster who taught him," Mo Yu Xiu said, curiously studying Mo Luo Sa—after all, his father had mentioned Second Master far too often.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, mostly me!" Mo Luo Sa looked at the little one. "Xiu, would you like me to teach you cultivation from now on?"

"Yes!" Mo Yu Xiu replied happily.

Mo Yu Qingyan and Yu Shuitianxin exchanged glances—they both achieved the Chaos Realm through Bloodline Path! One managed countless affairs of the Dao River Sect, the other handled many matters within the Yu Nation; their collaboration led them to meet, and they found deep resonance in many things, quickly drawing close. After having a child, they decided to hold a marital celebration.

Mo Luo Sa's current power is the Transcendent level of the Chaos Realm.

Mo Yu Qingyan and his wife are both Chaos Realm cultivators of the Bloodline Path! Naturally, they were delighted to have Mo Luo Sa teach their child.

"Qingyan, you two should have more children," Mo Luo Sa chuckled. "I'll teach them all! Your nature is a bit dull—I hope one of your children becomes a genius."

"If Second Master is willing to teach, I couldn't ask for more," Mo Yu Qingyan smiled.

"Thank you, Second Master," Yu Shuitianxin added gratefully.

On the Origin Continent, the stronger a cultivator becomes, the less willing they are to invest effort in teaching disciples—they must focus entirely on themselves!

Mo Luo Sa was willing to teach their child, so of course they were delighted.

If it were First Master Luo Feng, he would only occasionally offer guidance to his direct disciples after eons of time—he would never devote much attention.

"Hmm?" Mo Luo Sa suddenly turned his head toward the distance.

Mo Yu Qingyan and Yu Shuitianxin also looked curiously toward the distance—soon, two figures appeared out of thin air: Luo Feng and the hirsute Yu Nation Sovereign.

"Master."

"Father."

Mo Yu Qingyan and Yu Shuitianxin grew more solemn.

Luo Feng smiled at the couple—they both achieved the Chaos Realm through Bloodline Path, a fitting match.

"Master, this is Qingyan and Tianxin's child—Mo Yu Xiu," Mo Luo Sa said beside him.

Mo Yu Xiu bowed respectfully: "Mo Yu Xiu, pays homage to Grandmaster."

Luo Feng smiled and nodded.

"I recently acquired a rare treasure suitable for forging a child's cultivation foundation," Luo Feng said, flipping his hand to produce a jade box, which he opened to reveal a pale green leaf-flesh inside—the natural fragrance of the leaf-flesh made everyone nearby feel invigorated.

Yu Nation Sovereign couldn't help exclaiming: "Luohe Brother, this is far too precious."

This was one of the rare treasures Luo Feng obtained in the deep layers of the Dream Realm, worth approximately eight million merit points—perfect for establishing a foundation in the young.

"I happened to acquire it, happened to see the little one, happened to be preparing a gift for Qingyan and the others… this is fate between him and me," Luo Feng said with a smile—this rare treasure was among the cheapest in his collection.

"Xiu, quickly thank your Grandmaster," Yu Nation Sovereign urged.

For Yu Nation Sovereign, acquiring a treasure worth eight million merit points was extremely difficult—especially after his true body was destroyed in the Tianhe, his resurrection vessel, though possessing bloodline, required re-nourishment! The current Yu Nation Sovereign… all his weapons and treasures combined were worth roughly one hundred million merit points.

He could never afford to give away a treasure worth eight million merit points to his grandson! He would never expend so much on any of his own children.

A single level of power difference meant a vast disparity in treasure acquisition.

Like the Gui Xu Emperor and Wu Xin Shenwang, they possessed far more treasures than Yu Nation Sovereign.

The Master of the Time-Space Boat had even greater treasure acquisition ability.

Luo Feng's true power was Emperor-level—surpassing Shenwang-tier willpower, with countless avatars… his ability to acquire treasures far exceeded that of ordinary Emperors and Lords.

…

In the quiet chamber of the Hu Yang City governor's mansion, inside the Star Tower.

Luo Feng's perfect divine body sat cross-legged in majestic stillness—beside him lay another, even vaster World Lifeform, asleep, for its true body now exceeded one hundred times the energy of the perfect divine body; remaining awake would burden the mind.

"The Star Tower's secret patterns contain infinite mysteries, far deeper than any single Dao," Luo Feng's consciousness seeped into the Star Tower, observing the endless patterns.

Luo Feng's current cultivation focuses primarily on comprehending the Star Tower's secret patterns—such as the top-tier transmissions, World Lifeform and Hun Dong Beast Body, and the celestial pillars of Tianzhu Realm, are merely auxiliary.

"Since studying the Star Tower's secret patterns, I've always wanted to interpret them through the Dao."

"I aim to use the nine branches of the Life-Death Dao as a foundation to perfectly interpret the Star Tower's mysteries."

"Unfortunately…"

Luo Feng shook his head gently.

Even merging the nine branches could only interpret the portion I've comprehended—but even then, I still cannot create a technique combining all nine branches.

"This scale," Luo Feng's consciousness observed the blood-red scale shimmering with twelve colors, and the infinite secret patterns it generated.

"Not even a technique combining eight branches have I unlocked."

Attempting to interpret the Star Tower's secret patterns through the nine branches of Life-Death Dao.

Over a hundred cycles, Luo Feng unlocked two six-branch fusion techniques and two seven-branch fusion techniques—yet these only revealed a fraction of the Star Tower's depth.

"The Dao is boundless, but my life is long—I have ample time to study slowly," Luo Feng was content with this life—uncovering more mysteries, drawing ever closer to the essence of the world.

!.

Luo Feng was grateful he possessed the Star Tower.

"The Star Tower's greatest value isn't as a weapon—it's as a book!"

"Hmm? The most important treasure in the deep layers of the Dream Realm should be ripening now." Luo Feng's mind stirred.

Over the past hundred-plus cycles, Luo Feng explored the deep layers of the Dream Realm only once per cycle—each time exploring roughly ten deep spaces; when one avatar was completely depleted, he would halt exploration.

Each cycle, he lost at most one avatar—roughly thirty percent of his perfect divine body.

This allowed his World Lifeform to continue growing larger.

"Over a hundred cycles, I've briefly surveyed over a thousand deep spaces and recorded many rare treasures within them," Luo Feng thought—the deep spaces changed far slower than outer or middle layers, and rare treasures grew even more slowly.

Moreover, the native lifeforms surrounding valuable treasures were generally far stronger.

"This treasure is the only one in over a hundred cycles I have any hope of obtaining worth over one billion merit points," Luo Feng valued this treasure deeply.

Within his power range, this was the only treasure worth over one billion merit points he had discovered.

Such treasures were likely sought after by the two ancient nations' elites, the Eastern Pole Domain's Primogenitor, the Lord of Myriad Worlds, and others—making them exceedingly rare.

…

Dream Realm, Deep Layer.

In a crack of a cliffside grew an unremarkable fruit tree, bearing a single black fruit—its surface faintly shimmered with purple luster, an unassuming fruit in the Dream Realm.

"Thousand Dream Fruit, worth fifteen billion merit points—finally nearing ripeness. I've waited for this day a long time," a gray-robed figure gazed from afar. "With this Thousand Dream Fruit, plus my previous accumulations, I should finally gather a complete Ultimate-Level 'Primordial Bloodline.'"

"Hmph, the two ancient nations are truly heartless—this treasure is priced at only fifteen billion merit points," the gray-robed figure thought.

He understood clearly.

Treasures worth less than one billion merit points were useless to the Primogenitors of the two ancient nations and the three alien races—even a hundred treasures worth one billion each were unnecessary to them.

But treasures worth over one billion merit points? Those were precisely what the Primogenitors needed! Thus, the pricing of these "over one billion merit point" treasures could not be judged by the two ancient nations' official rates.

Their actual value was far higher!

"The Thousand Dream Fruit should be ripening now," a figure emerged from nothingness, arriving near the cliff edge—he wore a pale golden robe, and an invisible aura enveloped a vast area, detecting the hidden gray-robed figure.

"Di Jiu Feng?" The gray-robed figure's expression changed.

"Who are you?" Di Jiu Feng regarded the figure. "Dare not even reveal your identity?"

The gray-robed figure chuckled softly: "It doesn't matter who I am—you, Di Jiu Feng, won't get this Thousand Dream Fruit."

Di Jiu Feng gazed into the distance—his control over space was vast, and in an instant, he locked onto the new arrivals.

"Two more," Di Jiu Feng grinned.

A black river sliced through the sky, coalescing into a burly figure.

A shadow materialized, forming a purple-robed figure.

"Di Wu, you came too," Di Jiu Feng said, eyeing the burly figure—the burly man was Di Wu, one of the Thirteen Emperors of the Yan Feng Ancient Nation, who cultivated the Life Source Dao and maintained avatars in the Dream Realm for extended periods.

"I've waited a long time for this Thousand Dream Fruit," Di Wu smiled, scanning the surroundings. "Didn't expect two unfamiliar friends to be here."

The four powerful figures watched each other.

Suddenly—

Another figure entered this deep space and was immediately detected by Di Jiu Feng's spatial domain.

"Hmm?" All four were startled.

A black-robed figure with a golden mask arrived.

(End of Chapter)