Chapter 942: It Is Time to Return to the Yellow Great World

This time Fang Yu seized first place in the Four Worlds' Grand Competition, and was rewarded with a High-Grade Dao artifact by the Peak Master of Shengjifeng.

The Holy Spirit Pearl, a High-Grade Dao artifact refined by an Old Ancestor of the Holy Light Great World, contained an unknown amount of holy light energy. Even without being activated, it displayed the power to suppress the void; once activated, its boundless radiance could simply annihilate everything.

This too was a supreme treasure.

Fang Yu expressed his thanks to the Peak Master of Shengjifeng, and this young female Peak Master was in a very good mood, bestowing many more treasures upon her other disciples.

Some received Pure Yang Pills, some received Low-Grade Dao artifacts; even an outstanding disciple on Shengjifeng was rewarded a Mid-Grade Dao artifact by the Peak Master. The entire Shengjifeng was filled with jubilation, and everyone was extremely happy.

The place stayed lively for quite a while, and many outstanding geniuses from other peaks requested an audience with Fang Yu, hoping to befriend him.

Now the outstanding geniuses of the various peaks of Kanlishen Sect, the heads of other courtyards, and many disciples all knew that Fang Yu had taken first place in this Grand Competition. Barring accidents, after cultivating for some years, stepping into the Third Layer of Longevity, the Grotto-Heaven realm, would pose no problem at all. Given this being's peerless genius and tremendous fortune, he might well advance again within a thousand years, reaching the Fourth Layer of Longevity, the Chrono-Light realm; with a few more fortuitous encounters, even the Fifth Layer of Longevity, the Creation realm, was not impossible.

Think about it—a peerless genius with boundless potential who might reach the Creation realm within a thousand-plus years—who wouldn't want to win him over early, to make his acquaintance? If he could be remembered, then once he achieved his Dao, even the slightest treasure he bestowed would be enough to benefit them immensely.

Not to mention a treasure like a High-Grade Dao artifact—even a casually refined Low-Grade or Mid-Grade Dao artifact bestowed upon them would be an enormous fortuitous encounter.

Fang Yu did not turn away any of the disciples and Elders who came to visit, and he accepted all the gifts they brought in full.

Giving others a chance to meet him was no bad thing.

And so, in the midst of continuously receiving these disciples from various peaks, eight or nine days slipped by.

During those days, Fang Yu obtained many rare materials, and also heard about some "fortuitous encounters." Some disciples had no fine Heaven and Earth Wonders to offer, so they came to tell Fang Yu about fortuitous encounters they had heard of.

For instance, in the extreme north of the Kanli Great World lay ice that had not melted for hundreds of millions of years. It was said that within the space deep inside that ice, there was a cave abode left behind by a senior immortal. But to enter that cave abode, one had to collect seven tokens; only when all seven tokens were gathered could that immortal abode be opened.

The disciple who came to present this gift was named Bai Jian, a cultivator who had reached the 8th Stage of Divine Abilities, the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation. He had once traveled and luckily obtained one token of the immortal abode, but until today had not obtained any of the others. So he offered this token up, hoping to gain Fang Yu's favor and be rewarded with some treasure to help him survive the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation.

The 8th Stage of Divine Abilities, the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation—no matter which world, for cultivators in the Divine Ability Secret Realm, it is the most dangerous. The more Great Dao Divine Abilities one cultivates, the greater the tribulation. Someone like Fang Yu, who cultivated ninety-nine kinds of Divine Abilities and still survived the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation, possessed a heaven-defying fortuitous encounter.

For an ordinary person, even if they had only cultivated thirty kinds of Divine Abilities, the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation could take most of their life, or even their entire life.

After Fang Yu obtained such a token, he did indeed reward that disciple with several fine items—three Heaven-Grade elixirs, each capable of replenishing magic power, boosting vitality, and increasing wisdom, allowing a cultivator to remain clear-headed during the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation. This could greatly enhance the potential to survive the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation.

Bestowing three Heaven-Grade elixirs in exchange for one token was not too great a loss for Fang Yu, because he sensed that this token, named "Return to Truth," was made of exceptionally fine material, faintly carrying an immortal's aura. In the years to come, if he could gather the other six tokens of the immortal abode, it might truly be possible to open that Return to Truth Immortal Abode.

An immortal abode, once opened, could yield countless benefits; one could easily recoup the cost of three Heaven-Grade elixirs.

Of course, finding the other six tokens was no easy matter. The Kanli Great World was simply too vast; no one knew where the remaining tokens were. A token might be in some ocean of the Kanli Great World, or in the home of some Prince under some empire, kept as a family heirloom. It might even no longer be in the Kanli Great World at all, having left it and gone to another Great World.

This was also why this disciple named Bai Jian, who clearly knew the immortal abode token might be very precious, was still willing to offer it up. For him to gather all seven complete tokens, he had no idea how long it would take—perhaps he could die without ever completing the set. But by offering this one token, he could immediately obtain three Heaven-Grade elixirs and raise his own realm.

As long as he survived the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation and cultivated to the Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspect, he might obtain more fortuitous encounters and make up for what he had lost.

"The Return to Truth Immortal Abode. I am rather looking forward to it."

After seeing off disciple after disciple, Fang Yu finally felt Shengjifeng had quieted down. Over those eight or nine days, there had simply been too many disciples and Elders.

And now, it was time for him to make a trip to the Merit Hall, to exchange the enormous merit points he had earned this time into Pure Yang Pills.

The rewards for this Four Worlds' Grand Competition were extremely generous. Winning the first match earned one thousand merit points—one thousand merit points was nothing at first, but winning two matches meant two thousand merit points, three matches meant four thousand merit points. Winning ten matches earned 512,000 merit points, and after winning twenty matches, one would have 524,288,000 merit points—over five hundred million merit points.

Once one reached the twenty-match mark, winning a single match would earn five hundred million merit points!

Five hundred million merit points—how many benefits could that be exchanged for? In terms of Pure Yang Pills, that would be five hundred million Pure Yang Pills!

Earning merit points in this Kanli Great World was far faster than in the Yellow Great World. Take those Eternal Giants on the Chaotic Continent of the Wuji Great World—for thousands of years of bitter effort, they had only accumulated several million Pure Yang Pills, not even reaching one hundred million.

Yet Fang Yu only needed to win twenty consecutive matches, defeating the peerless geniuses of the major worlds, to obtain five hundred million Pure Yang Pills.

A match awarding five hundred million merit points was not even the final match. Later on, winning a single match could earn 2,097,152,000 merit points, or even higher—reaching 8,388,608,000 merit points.

In the Yellow Great World, even for the top experts of the Xiandaoshi Sect, this would be unimaginable. In the final battles, winning a single match could earn 8,388,608,000 merit points?

8.3 billion merit points—that is 8.3 billion Pure Yang Pills?

Where under heaven could such a good thing exist?

If winning a single match could earn 8.3 billion merit points, that was simply too terrifying. Even all the top experts of the Xiandaoshi Sect, the Yaodaowu Sect, and the Seven Branches of the Demon Sect would not be able to resist going to the Kanli Great World to take part in this contest.

Of course, winning that 8.3-billion-per-match victory was no easy matter either. It meant one had to win every preceding match; lose even one, and one would no longer qualify to participate in the 8.3-billion-per-match arena.

In the Yellow Great World, cultivators under a thousand years old who could also win consecutively were basically all already at Kanlishen Sect.

The Yellow Great World did indeed have some powerful experts—such as Exalted Linglong, such as Tai Huangtian of the Rutaiyi Sect, such as the Three Saints of Yuhua of the Yuhua Sect—but their lifespans had long exceeded the thousand-year range. Within a thousand years in the Yellow Great World, the highest one could cultivate to was the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities!

Peerless geniuses who could cultivate to the Longevity Secret Realm within a thousand years were few and far between. Perhaps Meng Shaobai could do it, but someone like Yan Yan Shuiyi could not reach it. As for the number one senior disciple of Qunxing Sect, Xing Mie Xie, his lifespan had already passed a thousand years; he had spent several hundred years just cultivating to the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities and had still not reached the Longevity Secret Realm. Even if he came, he would not last long. If unlucky, he might meet a peerless genius who had cultivated to the Longevity Secret Realm and wielded a Mid-Grade Dao artifact in the very first round, and be eliminated in his first match—unable to even earn a single thousand merit points.

Only someone like Fang Yu, who had cultivated to the Second Layer of Longevity, the Undying Body, who practiced numerous Great Dao Divine Abilities and carried a High-Grade Dao artifact, could defeat all manner of enemies and the experts of the many Great Worlds, advancing step by step to the very end. The enormous merit points he obtained were truly well-deserved.

"Senior Brother, how many merit points do you have now?"

When heading to the Merit Hall, Yang Anru was somewhat curious.

She was indeed very curious. This time Senior Brother Fang Yu had cut his way through every obstacle, defeating peerless genius after peerless genius, and seized first place. She wondered just how many merit points he had now.

"My current merit points? A total of 134.21772 billion."

Fang Yu looked at the merit point count on his token—a truly enormous number, totaling 134,217,726,000.

"What? That many?"

"My heavens! That's an astronomical figure!"

"Senior Brother Fang Yu is truly too powerful, to have earned so many merit points. So many merit points would be enough to exchange for a High-Grade Dao artifact!"

"I really envy Senior Brother Fang Yu. In a single Grand Competition, he won two High-Grade Dao artifacts and also obtained 130 billion merit points. As for me, I only got 510,000 merit points this time. In the past, that would have been my best result—I could exchange it for 510,000 Pure Yang Pills, which could greatly boost my strength. But compared to Senior Brother Fang Yu, it looks far too shabby."

"Yes, 130 billion merit points—an astronomical figure. I wonder what Senior Brother Fang Yu will exchange for. I think what Senior Brother Fang Yu needs most right now should be Pure Yang Pills. He has already obtained two High-Grade Dao artifacts, and with that Great Chaos Thunder Sword, he has three High-Grade Dao artifacts. He needs a great many Pure Yang Pills to activate them!"

"We'll find out when the time comes. I also got 250,000 merit points this time, which can be exchanged for 250,000 Pure Yang Pills. But I want to save up my merit points to buy a Low-Grade Dao artifact. A Low-Grade Dao artifact also costs one hundred million merit points, and I don't know when I'll be able to save enough. If I save up one hundred million merit points to exchange for a Low-Grade Dao artifact, I can go to some dangerous places in my Great World to train."