Chapter 270: with translation of chapter title

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270. Chapter 270 Prosperity and Pursuit

Outside Penglai Immortal Island, Ao Yuan's eyes burned brightly as he gazed at the distant Devouring-Heaven land, an immortal realm that attracted countless spiritual opportunities, his gaze revealing a hint of regret.

The East Sea is rich, yet none can rival Penglai; such a cave-heaven blessed land situated in the East Sea will undoubtedly bring considerable benefits to the East Sea.

It's a pity that the Heavenly Court has issued a command, and the dragon clan is in distress; thus this treasure land can only be driven away, handed over reluctantly.

Ao Yuan often wondered, if the dragon clan had not failed in the great calamity, how magnificent the scene of the dragon clan ruling the wilderness would be.

"It is time, it is fate; after all, it is also a release."

As his words fell, Ao Yuan tossed a high-grade spiritual treasure into the water, while his mana surged, stirring the surrounding seawater to flow along a fixed trajectory.

A thin mist spread across the sea surface, unremarkable, after all, on the open sea some thin mist is quite normal.

Beneath the thin mist, dark currents surged in the water, drawing in vast amounts of spiritual energy from the surroundings, yet the mist concealed it, so outsiders could not detect it.

Ao Yuan's hand seals never ceased; beneath the sea surface, the currents grew more turbulent with his movements, yet they were firmly held within the ritual's course.

The spiritual treasure Ao Yuan cast into the sea was named the Vast Ocean Suppressing Sea Hammer, a treasure the dragon clan had stored since ancient times, kept all along in the dragon clan's treasury.

This treasure rarely appears in the outside world, so the dragon clan adopted it, using it as a "fishing" tool.

Even the formation Ao Yuan built with the ocean currents at this time is the original formation recorded when the dragon clan obtained this treasure years ago, all for the sake of perfection.

Besides Ao Yun, far away there were countless dragon clan navy troops coordinating the water flow, all to reenact the scene of the treasure's emergence back then.

Only after the formation was set up did Ao Yuan finally exhale a long breath and slip away quietly; he did not return to the dragon clan, but instead entered Penglai Immortal Island.

With the passage of time, Penglai Immortal Island, since its birth, has undoubtedly flourished under the painstaking management of Dong Wanggong.

Ao Yuan looked at the island's bustling crowds and extraordinarily lively scene, feeling much emotion in his heart.

On the streets, countless cultivators walked and traded, selling the spoils of their hunts in the sea.

Taverns, inns, even gambling houses and brothels were everywhere; lecture platforms were scattered across the immortal island, from time to time a master would ascend to give a discourse.

Although they were masters, they were no more than Golden Immortals and Taiyi cultivators; occasionally a Great Luo would give a lecture, and then the whole city's streets and alleys would fill, everyone gathering at the lecture platform.

At that time, countless vendors sold food and drink, or spiritual cultivation items, near the lecture platforms, making quite a splendid sight.

At the harbor, spiritual vessels occasionally docked; low-level cultivators mostly used them to cross the sea, traveling back and forth between Penglai Immortal Island and the eastern continent.

Ao Yuan even saw the dragon clan's fleet there, guiding large numbers of incoming cultivators via Jieyin, leading them to live in Penglai.

"Such a splendid scene, yet it will ultimately be destroyed in an instant."

Leaning against the window sill, Ao Yuan casually took a bite of food and drink, letting out a soft sigh.

"No wonder the Heavenly Court regards the Immortal Court as a thorn in its eye and a splinter in its flesh, gathering so many cultivators of mixed races, yet they live in harmony."

"Even the current scene of Penglai can be considered a gathering of all nations; not to mention anything else, just that harbor likely brings in astronomical profits each day."

He drank another cup of the spirit liquor sent up by the shop, smacked his lips, somewhat surprised by Penglai's wealth, for even this ordinary tavern could have such liquor; from these small details one could see the present Penglai.

The lecture platform not far from the tavern had never been idle; even without Golden Immortals present, there were always plenty of Earth Immortals and Heavenly Immortals.

After all, even in the wilderness, Golden Immortals are already considered the pillars of the vast majority of clans; cultivation is never easy, and wanting eternal longevity is certainly not simple.

Ao Yuan felt that since the great calamity, he had never been this relaxed again; things he had constantly dreamed of achieving, now before his death, were instead fulfilled.

This discovery made Ao Yuan's mood complex; he casually set down a vermilion fruit as payment for the drink just now, and walked out of the tavern.

Just as he stepped out of the shop, he saw that the people on the distant lecture platform had just left; Ao Yuan suddenly felt inspired, having cultivated for years yet never having formally given a discourse? He stepped forward, appeared on the lecture platform, ignored how the audience below might react, sat down cross-legged, and began to speak:

"When it comes to the waters of the world, they are most changeable; drawn from heaven, they meet clouds and turn to water, falling and giving rise to life; though their form may vary, their essence is one……"

As Ao Yuan spoke, the cultivation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal was fully revealed; golden flowers rained down from the horizon, and golden lotuses sprang up from the earth.

Although the sea was still billions of miles away, those present seemed to hear the ocean's waves, the tide rising and falling, teeming with vigorous life, while the speaker's eyes were instead a dead void.

As the Great Luo's aura spread, it instantly drew countless people to come listen; they varied in appearance, some were humans not yet fully formed, wearing pig or ox heads as they hurried over.

Some still retained scales, armor, and fur; their eyes held an untamed wildness, and the vast majority of them had not even become immortals.

Of course, they came not to listen to the lecture, but to snatch up some of the scattered heavenly flowers and golden lotuses; after all, their cultivation was insufficient, so they could only covet these small gains.

Ao Yuan understood this quite well; after all, the trifles that immortals disdain are also rare opportunities for ordinary mortals; perhaps if one could gather a few more of them, one might hope to accomplish the Dao of immortality, ascend early, and gain a lifespan of tens of thousands of years.

Ao Yuan had only been giving discourses for a thousand years, yet when he cleared his mind and looked around, he discovered that this place was no longer the small town it once was; it had changed its appearance.

"The Immortal Court's grand assembly is about to convene; everyone, please disperse for now, so as to prepare early for the forthcoming grand gathering; here I wish you all may soon attain the Great Dao, become immortals and ancestors; this humble Daoist takes his leave."

As Ao Yuan's words fell, he transformed into a streak of light and silently departed.

Everyone present, whether they had listened to the discourse or not, bowed and said, "We respectfully send off the Master; may your Great Dao flourish eternally, and may calamities be kept at bay!"

Ao Yuan paid no heed to this; instead, he silently sent a message to those waiting outside Penglai Island, saying that all affairs were completed, his wish fulfilled, and it was time to begin.

Ao Yuan had barely left Penglai Immortal Island when he saw distant seawater tremble, raising towering waves that drew together countless spiritual opportunities.

Thick mist spread outward from the center where the formation had originally been set, myriad rays of rosy light pierced the mist's veil, and a massive vortex of spiritual energy formed, proclaiming to all beings that a treasure had emerged.

Ten-thousand-zhang waves crashed onto Penglai Immortal Island, causing violent tremors in the land around them, drawing countless gazes before gradually subsiding.

Ao Yuan immediately rushed toward the vortex's center, followed by more than ten streaks of light, their speed not much slower than his.

Seeing this, Ao Yuan directly assumed his true form, a colossal dragon about thirty thousand zhang long appearing in the sky, causing those closely following to hesitate.

Although the dragon clan's power had waned, to the vast majority of wilderness beings it remained a colossal entity; thus directly contending with a dragon clan member inevitably made them feel somewhat uneasy.

But with the appearance of the Vast Ocean Suppressing Sea Hammer, these loose cultivators instantly changed, their flight speed increasing by more than a notch.

"Scram, this treasure appearing above the East Sea belongs to my dragon clan; those who know their place had better not get in the way."

Ao Yuan let out a long roar; dragon might swept outward, and anyone whose cultivation was less than a Great Luo Golden Immortal, upon being lightly touched by this pressure, would be beaten until covered in wounds.

Only more than ten Great Luo Golden Immortals remained, unaffected by the dragon's might; they not only did not hesitate, but rather all transformed into their true forms, seeking to increase their speed to seize the treasure.

Penglai Immortal Island housed many strong individuals, especially those of the Immortal Court, each a paragon of humanity, with Great Luo Golden Immortals numbering no less than a hundred.

In the brief moment as everyone headed forward, dozens more streaks of light appeared behind them, all seeking to seize the opportunity.

Fortunately, Ao Yuan had the advantage of moving first, and the formation protecting the treasure collapsed with extreme speed, just as he drew near, the formation gave way exactly then.

A huge dragon's claw extended, firmly grasping the Vast Ocean Suppressing Sea Hammer; having obtained the treasure, Ao Yuan did not linger, but madly rushed toward the deep sea.

Loose cultivators are the most cunning in thought; though they may lack mighty divine abilities, when it comes to on-the-spot reaction, few under heaven can match them.

If there is the slightest flaw, those loose cultivators who had been chasing him so urgently will turn and flee with equal speed.

Translation: "If there is the slightest flaw, the speed at which those loose cultivators who had been chasing him so urgently turn and flee will be just as fast."

If there is the slightest flaw, those loose cultivators who had been chasing him so urgently will turn and flee with equal speed.

A flash of spiritual light flickered, sliding down from beside Ao Yuan and striking the sea surface, instantly causing the already restless sea to surge with waves again.

You scoundrel, quickly put down that spiritual treasure; out of respect for the dragon clan, we can still spare your life.

Translation: "You scoundrel, how daring! Quickly put down the spiritual treasure; out of consideration for the dragon clan, we can still spare your life."

You scoundrel, quickly put down that spiritual treasure; out of respect for the dragon clan, we can still spare your life.

If you refuse, you can see just how crippled the dragon clan is, willing to be enslaved by the Heavenly Court—what right do they have to claim this treasure?

Translation: "If you refuse, you can go see just what qualifications the crippled dragon clan, willing to be enslaved by the Heavenly Court, has to occupy this treasure."

If you refuse, you can see just how crippled the dragon clan is, willing to be enslaved by the Heavenly Court—what right do they have to claim this treasure?

Besides, your aura is fading, karmic bonds cling to you; how much of your strength can you still muster? Fellow Daoist, please do not delude yourself.

Translation: "Moreover, I see your aura gradually weakening, karmic bonds entwining you, and how much of your strength you can still muster. Fellow Daoist, please do not delude yourself."

Besides, your aura is fading, karmic bonds cling to you; how much of your strength can you still muster? Fellow Daoist, please do not delude yourself.

As the one who had released the spiritual light spoke, attendants gathered, hurling insults at Ao Yuan; their words showed considerable disrespect toward the dragon clan.

Translation: "As the person who released the spiritual light spoke, attendants instantly gathered around, hurling insults at Ao Yuan; their words showed considerable disrespect toward the dragon clan."

As the one who had released the spiritual light spoke, attendants gathered, hurling insults at Ao Yuan; their words showed considerable disrespect toward the dragon clan.

Even more outrageous, their speech was full of contempt for the dragon clan; however, Ao Yuan did not turn back, but repeatedly employed the flight technique, trying to shake them off.

The loose cultivators were overly cautious; Ao Yuan dared not reveal the slightest flaw, and while fleeing he would occasionally strike back or set traps to impede their pace.

Translation: "The loose cultivators were overly cautious; Ao Yuan dared not reveal the slightest flaw, and while fleeing he still occasionally counterattacked or set traps to impede their pace."

The loose cultivators were overly cautious; Ao Yuan dared not reveal the slightest flaw, and while fleeing he would occasionally strike back or set traps to impede their pace.

After a hundred years of flight, only a handful of pursuers remained on Ao Yuan's tail, and in the encirclement and pursuit, he was finally surrounded by them.

Translation: "After fleeing like this for a hundred years, only a handful of those who had been pursuing Ao Yuan remained, and in the midst of the encirclement and pursuit, Ao Yuan was finally surrounded by them."

After a hundred years of flight, only a handful of pursuers remained on Ao Yuan's tail, and in the encirclement and pursuit, he was finally surrounded by them.

Ding Qing gazed over; Ao Yuan's face showed fear, yet his heart was quite satisfied; among those who had caught up to him, the vast majority were members of the Immortal Court.

You have no way to escape; hand over the spiritual treasure, and we can still spare your life.

Translation: "You have no way to escape; hand over the spiritual treasure, and we can still spare your life."

Otherwise, even if you are a dragon clansman, you have no hope of escaping this place.

Translation: "Otherwise, even if you are a member of the dragon clan, don't even think of escaping this place."

The leader spoke, and the gaunt man beside him sneered, 'Such womanly compassion—this dragon clansman is also a fool, having seized the spiritual treasure yet not fleeing toward the dragon palace, but instead hiding in the deep sea, which only works to our advantage.'

Translation: "The leader spoke, and the gaunt person beside him sneered, 'Such womanly compassion, yet this dragon clan fellow is also a fool; having seized the spiritual treasure, he did not flee toward the dragon palace but instead hid in the deep sea, which only works to our advantage.'"

Ao Yuan made no move, merely standing off against them, and the atmosphere grew ever more solemn.

Translation: "Ao Yuan made no move, merely standing off against them, and the atmosphere on the scene grew increasingly solemn."

Ao Yuan made no move, merely standing off against them, and the atmosphere grew ever more solemn.

PS: Tomorrow I'll update 6000, and as long as I'm not too busy afterwards, I'll also try to guarantee 6000! (End of chapter)

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