Chapter 483: The Great Dao is Difficult

The Heaven-Devouring Sky Rat held up a hoe, gazing at the endless slopes within the Small Spirit Realm, and lamented miserably, "To think that I, the Great Lord, have already cultivated to the realm of a Form-Transforming Demon Saint, yet in the end, I still cannot escape the fate of tilling the land. Who told me to follow a master who loves farming so much?"

After venting his complaints, Bai Pang waved his small body, wielding the Shennong Hoe, and began diligently reclaiming the spirit fields with heavy grunts.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming arrived outside the Moon-Gazing Island, took out some spirit seeds, and began planting them on the spirit island; once harvested in the future, he would also gain a batch of attributes.

The spirit plant seeds he was currently planting were all obtained during his travels in the East Sea Immortal Realm, specifically acquired at the Immortal Mansion Grand Assembly.

Thus, after the situation in the Southern Desolate Immortal Realm stabilized, Qin Ming returned to his days of farming, cultivating, pill refining, and raising demons.

Although the days were repetitive and dull, they possessed a unique flavor of their own.

As for the Southern Desolate Immortal Realm, its reputation soared after the previous battle, causing many cultivators from the surrounding Western Nether Immortal Realm, East Sea Immortal Realm, and Central Continent Immortal Realm to flood in, seeking refuge from the demonic calamity.

This also allowed Qin Ming to see some development opportunities for the Southern Desolate region.

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"Reporting to the Ancestor, the void passage our sect found leading to the Blood Nether Realm has stabilized and can now fully accommodate a great army of cultivators," reported Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe. "This time, I will personally lead the team to charge into the Blood Nether Realm and wipe away our previous shame, living up to the Ancestor's trust."

"The Star Chart!!"

The robust and towering figure of the Seven Griefs Demon Lord stood proudly, waiting silently.

"Next, the focus of our demonic qi assimilation will shift to the other few Immortal Realms to ensure the final descent of the Sacred Ancestor."

"Overall, the plan this time can be considered successful; after seizing those two East Sea sects, our Blood Nether Realm will benefit significantly."

Most of the refugees still cannot be accepted; who knows what trouble might arise otherwise.

Wei Wuya received Qin Ming's orders and respectfully departed to carry them out.

On his burly face, his gaze flickered incessantly.

Over a hundred massive floating islands were connected here into a single expanse, upon which various immortal palaces and halls stood in great numbers, splendid and magnificent.

The moment the middle-aged man in the jade robe appeared.

The Seven Griefs Demon Lord nodded, accepting this task.

Within the headquarters of the Blood Refinement Demon Sect, Lord Tianhen, wearing a white mask, looked at the severely injured Seven Griefs Demon Lord and asked, "Elder Seven Griefs, you are the most senior Demon Lord in our sect; how did a surprise attack on such a tiny Southern Desolate region turn out like this?"

"Once we seize the other regions, the Southern Desolate Immortal Realm will sooner or later fall into our hands as well."

Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe stared blankly at the compass before him, his eyes revealing shock, his mind trembling violently.

He saw that in the air ahead, a ripple vaguely appeared, followed by the emission of scattered starlight.

"It is merely a replica ancient treasure of the Star Chart; if you can gather enough star power during your trip to the Blood Nether Realm and fully refine it, it will be able to unleash half the power of an ancient treasure, and no one below the Soul Transformation realm will be your match."

As the escaping light dissipated, it revealed the figures of Xuan Ce, the Second Crown Prince of the East Sea Long Gong, along with Bi Xi Wang and others.

Such a miraculous scene inevitably made even great cultivators like Upper Man Chancellor Canghe feel refreshed and delighted.

Subsequently, these golden starlights, each the size of a grain of rice, condensed before him into a human figure.

In the East Sea Immortal Realm, on Demon Abyss Island.

If demonic cultivators were to mix among them, it would be akin to inviting a wolf into the house.

Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe bowed again to plead for punishment, saying, "Thanks to the Ancestor's intervention to save me, I have mostly recovered; this disciple has brought shame to the sect, please impose punishment, Ancestor!"

"I invite all fellow Daoists to ascend the Reception Platform with this seat."

Qin Ming, however, issued an order to Wei Wuya: only those cultivators worthy of absorption by the Southern Desolate region would be permitted to enter the Southern Desolate Immortal Realm.

This was because among these cultivators, there were many wealthy immortal families and their descendants.

"Enough, you may go."

The entire floating island was shrouded in colorful rosy light, its peak invisible to the eye, hidden within golden rosy clouds.

At the same time.

"However, nowadays within the Star Palace, your talent is the highest; if you cannot break through this barrier and cultivate the 'Star Art' to perfection, I fear it will be very difficult for you to achieve Soul Transformation in the future." Yet, the moment he appeared, five qi surged toward the prime above his head, and golden lotuses sprouted from the earth wherever his feet stepped.

"Forget it; your 'Star Art' still lacks some refinement, so losing to Lord Tianhen of the Blood Nether Realm is only normal; this Ancestor has heard slightly of this person, and I do not blame you," said the middle-aged man in the jade robe.

"Yes! Please rest assured, Ancestor; this disciple will definitely break through the heart demon this time and point straight toward the Great Dao!" Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe respectfully accepted the replica ancient treasure, the Star Chart, and then withdrew.

"He has even cultivated the Nascent Soul Domain, and possesses a Spirit Cauldron spiritual treasure for protection; even for this seat, the fight was merely a fifty-fifty draw."

These starlights seemed to appear out of thin air, silent and soundless; even Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe, a great cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage, could not detect exactly how they had appeared.

"Outwardly, this seat will say that you have returned to the sect to receive punishment."

Gazing at the void eye right before them, they seemed to already see another world, and their eyes could no longer suppress the excitement in their hearts.

The next moment.

After listening, Lord Tianhen's eyes gleamed with brilliance; he nodded thoughtfully, then comforted him by saying, "Hmm, this matter indeed has some hidden complexity; Elder Seven Griefs, you should focus on healing your injuries. The Southern Desolate Immortal Realm cannot be touched for now; this seat will increase the offensive against the other Immortal Realms."

"Furthermore, the Southern Desolate region was fully prepared this time; it seems Qin Zhenjun Wangyue was expecting us, as even Demon Saint Gushan from the Beast Cry Mountain Range rushed over."

Qin Ming's demonic infant glanced at the crowd behind Xuan Ce, who were likely followers of his faction; he did not know why they were so excited and so eager to return to the embrace of the Demon Dragon Clan. "Fellow Daoist Xuan Ce need not be polite; since you have cooperated with us and demonstrated your due value, this seat will naturally fulfill the promise."

With the arrival of these people, many cultivation resources that were rarely seen on ordinary days also began circulating into the Southern Desolate region.

In front of this person, Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe was extremely cautious, every move as if treading on thin ice, daring not to commit the slightest transgression or offense.

'The Gengchi Demon Dragon Clan? The dragon-type essence blood I use to irrigate my spirit rice has found its source so quickly.'

Watching Qin Zhenjun Chancellor Canghe depart, the middle-aged man in the jade robe sighed and muttered to himself, "Alas! How difficult the Great Dao is..."

"Hmm, I hope you can take this opportunity to temper yourself and make progress in your cultivation." Having said this, the middle-aged man in the jade robe flicked his finger, and a compass-shaped treasure landed before Chancellor Canghe.

The floating islands on the periphery surrounded the largest central island like stars arching around the moon, forming concentric rings that advanced layer by layer.

"Hmm, how is your injury recovery progressing?" the middle-aged man in the jade robe asked merely in a faint tone.

This place was the location of the East Sea Immortal Realm's number one great sect, the Soul Transformation sect—Star Palace. Above the Five-Colored Divine Mountain, within a cave abode full of leisure and elegance.

The East Sea Immortal Realm is located in the area adjacent to the outer seas.

The leader of the Tianhai Alliance, Qin Qin Zhenjun Canghe, stood respectfully on the open ground with a pale face, seemingly waiting for someone's arrival.

Near the massive Void Eye on Demon Abyss Island.

Qin Qin Zhenjun Canghe hurried forward, bowed deeply with extreme reverence, and kowtowed, saying, "Disciple Canghe pays respects to the Ancestor!!"

Lord Tianhen did not blame Qishang Mojun too severely, for he could see that Qishang Mojun was indeed heavily injured this time, something impossible to fake. "Elder Tianhen, I did not expect Wangyue Island to be such a hard bone; it is indeed not easy to gnaw down."

After all, merely having a Nascent Soul Qin Qin Zhenjun stationed in the Southern Wilderness is insufficient; if one wishes to rise in the future, conditions in every aspect must improve by a whole level.

A faint smile rarely appeared on the usually stern face of 'Qishang Mojun' as he spoke to the crowd from the Long Gong.

It was not long before several streaks of startling rainbow light arrived from afar, landing before him; they bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist Qishang, we trouble you to make the introductions this time. Once the matter is accomplished, this King will offer heavy rewards!"

"If I favor you too much, it will easily give those old fellows from the other several sects grounds for criticism."

Golden clouds and mist filled the sky.

"This Ancestor's days are numbered; the future will rely on you juniors of the sects," the middle-aged man in a jade robe sighed, then asked again, "How are the preparations for stabilizing the void channel progressing?"

"However, once you arrive there, you must look out for yourself; this old man cannot save you again as I did this time."

"Although that Island Lord of Wangyue possesses only the early Nascent Soul cultivation, his divine abilities are hardly weaker than those of a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator."

"Let it be this way: after you have recovered from your injuries, take Crown Prince Xuan Ce of the East Sea Long Gong back to the Blood Universe Realm to meet that old fellow of the Gengchi Mojiao clan, so as to avoid suspicion."

……

He was a refined middle-aged man dressed in a jade robe, with a square face and a gentle expression, giving people a feeling akin to a spring breeze brushing against their faces.

Upon hearing this, the crowd stepped onto the black high platform, and Qishang Mojun crushed a black jade talisman in his hand.

Hum! Surrounding demonic energy surged, enveloping everyone, while a beam of radiance shone out from the Void Eye, falling upon the few of them.

As the radiance converged, the figures of everyone instantly vanished from their original spots.

……

(End of Chapter)