Chapter 233: Give Birth to a Hundred Million Sons! The Old Ox Feasts on Tender Grass!

Just as Chen Zheng's clone was being taken by the Exquisite Immortal Lord to the Primordial Secret Treasury, on the other side another of Chen Zheng's clones left the Taiyuan Immortal Residence and headed for the Cultivation Great World.

With his cultivation, the distance between universes was virtually nonexistent to him; billions of trillions of light‑years could be traversed in a single thought.

Thus, with little time, he arrived atop the Cultivation Great World, standing aloft and overlooking the vast land below.

The realm was essentially unchanged, wrapped in endless nebulae; within the nebula, countless stars bore flickering teleportation arrays that continuously shuttled cultivators from various worlds who came to trade treasures into the numerous commercial cities of the Cultivation Great World, a ceaseless, bustling prosperity.

But for some unknown reason, the Treasure‑Splitting Rock, which had once towered at the very center of the Great World like an ancient divine mountain, vanished, replaced by a colossal city that pierced the heavens.

The city clearly had been newly erected, towering to the extreme; each brick on its outer walls was comparable in size to a star, and above the city floated four massive characters, each as large as a sun, radiating golden light in all directions like a sun itself.

The four characters turned out to be: Horizon Sea Pavilion.

Wasn't the Horizon Sea Pavilion destroyed by Chen Zheng?

And what about the Treasure‑Splitting Rock—why was it supplanted by the Horizon Sea Pavilion?

It should be noted that the Treasure‑Splitting Rock occupied a prime location, just like the Taiyi Sect, situated on the central axis of the Cultivation Great World, the place where the qi of heaven and earth is most abundant, and it also symbolized unrivaled supremacy—how could it be handed over so easily?

Swish!

Chen Zheng casually grabbed, and from the ground below a middle‑aged man from the True Soul Guild was forcibly seized and appeared before him.

"You!"

The middle‑aged man's face was cold, exuding an aura of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; he was a Seventh‑Rank Immortal Realm King, clearly a mass murderer, and upon finding himself inexplicably dragged here, his fury flared instantly.

Thump!

Then he knelt before Chen Zheng, trembling, and said, "I, Hun Mie Sheng, may you, Senior Chen, call me little soul; I do not know where I have offended you, why have you seized me?"

He recognized Chen Zheng's identity as the ruthless Yang Xuanzhen who had recently slain Ya Shao and the Supreme Senior Elder Jue Ba of the Horizon Sea Pavilion.

And he knew that Yang Xuanzhen was Chen Zheng of the Xuanhuang Great World, so he dared not be reckless.

"Don't be nervous; I summoned you to ask a few questions," Chen Zheng looked down at the man and casually asked, "Why has the Horizon Sea Pavilion taken over the location of the Treasure‑Splitting Rock? Did something happen?"

"So that's the matter," Hun Mie Sheng relaxed, hurriedly saying, "Answering you, Senior Chen, not long ago two major events occurred in the Cultivation Great World: first, the Treasure Master of the Treasure‑Splitting Rock broke through the void and ascended to the Immortal Realm; second, immediately after the Master's ascension, the pavilion master Ya Wuben of the Horizon Sea Pavilion suddenly led strong cultivators to attack the Treasure‑Splitting Rock."

He carefully looked up at Chen Zheng, saw his expression unchanged, and continued, "This matter also involves you, Senior Chen: Ya Wuben's son Ya Shao was killed by you, which enraged Ya Wuben. He could not find you, but heard that you are the Treasure‑Refining Master of the Treasure‑Splitting Rock, so he sought its misfortune. Since the Treasure Master had already ascended to the Immortal Realm, Miss Mi Bao and others were naturally no match for Ya Wuben, so he led powerful members of the Horizon Sect to seize the Treasure‑Splitting Rock and reestablished the Horizon Sea Pavilion."

"However, Miss Mi Bao should be unharmed, because at the critical moment, a powerful cultivator from the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens within her sect arrived, rescued her from Ya Wuben, and also took the Treasure‑Splitting Rock," Hun Mie Sheng added hastily.

"Has the Treasure Master ascended again? Ya Wuben."

Chen Zheng's eyes flashed with contemplation, then his gaze shifted to the Horizon Sea Pavilion at the center of the lower Great World, where he saw countless strong cultivators, many pseudo‑immortals and true immortals, even a celestial, yet he did not see Ya Wuben, causing his brows to knit.

"Senior Chen, I heard there is a problem within the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens; apparently many senior members propose marrying Miss Mi Bao to Ya Wuben to appease his anger over his son's death at your hands, perhaps also to forge an alliance between two major sects," Hun Mie Sheng hesitated briefly before bringing up the matter.

"Understood," Chen Zheng nodded slightly, raised his right hand and grasped the Horizon Sea Pavilion on the ground below.

Bang!

Hun Mie Sheng instantly witnessed a terrifying scene: the vast spaces surrounding the massive city outside the Horizon Sea Pavilion collapsed wildly, compressing endlessly—compressing, compressing—until the towering city shrank in an instant to a palm‑sized citadel. Inside, numerous pseudo‑immortals, true immortals, and even a celestial screamed in fury, desperately trying to burst out, but a transparent energy dome encasing the citadel blocked them, preventing any escape.

Moreover, flames spontaneously ignited within, scorching the city, elixirs, artifacts, and cultivators; whatever burned turned into a rain‑like liquid that dripped to the bottom.

Glug—

Hun Mie Sheng swallowed hard, and the entire Horizon Sea Pavilion was compressed by Chen Zheng's grasp into a crystal sphere, especially since it still contained a colossal celestial—what a terrifying might!

"A trivial trinket, I'll give it to you," Chen Zheng casually snatched, and the crystal sphere flew up, landing in the stunned Hun Mie Sheng's hand.

Then he took a step forward and vanished without a trace.

"You call that a trinket?"

Hun Mie Sheng stared blankly at the crystal sphere in his hand, watching the Horizon Sea Pavilion celestial inside being slowly melted by raging flames into liquid, wailing mournfully as if falling in a dream.

Then he jolted with a fierce shiver, his face ecstatic, repeatedly kowtowing toward the direction where Chen Zheng disappeared: "Thank you, Senior Chen, thank you for the gift!"

Fate.

What a grand destiny!

If he can absorb and refine the liquid inside the crystal sphere, his future achievements would be unimaginable; even returning to the True Soul Great World, directly defeating the Heavenly Emperor and becoming the new Soul Clan patriarch would not be impossible.

The Supreme Nine Pure Heavens is an ancient major sect among the three thousand great worlds, its strength incomparably greater than that of the Taiyi Sect and the Boundless Star Palace.

Even the emperor of the Dou Shen Empire, Dou Zhan, who became a deity, cannot compare with this sect.

It is said that the sect has more than one immortal, each a living fossil from the ancient age.

The sect also wields immense influence behind the scenes in the Immortal Realm, being the legendary lineage of the Supreme Heavenly Lord.

Rumor has it that the Supreme Heavenly Lord is by no means weaker than the Five Great Heavenly Lords of the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, looking beyond the Cultivation Great World, through the Ice Great World, the Fire Great World, the Crystal Jade Great World, the Beast King Great World and over three hundred other worlds, one can see countless ancient divine mountains floating in the endless interstellar void, forming the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens.

Each of those divine mountains spans an area comparable to the Chaotic Continent, hovering in mid‑air, moving along fixed trajectories; some are covered with mortal realms housing trillions of lives.

Other mountains are populated by disciples in uniform, either hunting myriad demonic beasts in secret realms, sipping dragon liver and phoenix marrow in taverns, or discussing Dao and cultivation…

In short, none of those disciples fall below the Immortal Longevity Realm.

The Supreme Nine Pure Heavens is thus; only cultivators of the First Rank of Immortal Longevity who master all seventy‑two supreme abilities may become outer‑gate disciples.

Those who have only mastered seventy‑one abilities, such as Ruyi Zi, as well as Wang Daoling and Chen Tianxia, have no qualification even to become outer‑gate disciples here.

To become an inner‑gate disciple, one must reach the Second Rank of Immortal Longevity, the Undying Body realm.

True‑transmission disciples face an even higher bar; they must, like the Demon‑Slaying Immortal Deng Ao, attain the Third Rank of Immortal Longevity, the Cavern Heaven realm, and comprehend the laws of space.

The might of the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens is evident at a glance.

Above the myriad disciples stand the Dao Masters, Patriarchs of the Doctrine, left and right deputy heads, and the sect head; each possesses cultivation at the Celestial Immortal level, which would make them top masters in most worlds, yet the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens boasts dozens of such beings.

At this moment, hovering above the centers of the ancient divine mountains of the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens is a parallel universe, which serves as the sect's Grand Altar.

The Grand Altar universe contains no structures, only a vast plaza bathed in soft light; amid ethereal clouds float dozens of thrones forged from heavenly crystal stone, each occupied by a celestial, divided into two sides facing each other—one side the hosts from the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens, the other guests arriving from the Horizon Sect.

Both sides are discussing major affairs.

"Esteemed cultivators of the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens, the purpose of our visit today should be clear to you, no?" the leader of the Horizon Sect took a sip of tea and said lightly.

He was a man with white hair that bore the wear of ages, yet his face was strikingly youthful, his skin soft and delicate as a baby's.

Describing this person as having crane‑white hair and a childlike face fits perfectly.

This person is the head of the Horizon Sect, named Ya Zongdao, a terrifying existence of the Heavenly Immortal Peak.

"Of course I know, Brother Ya Dao has come to our sect to propose on behalf of your younger brother," said an old woman with goose‑skin and crane‑white hair, towering and mighty like a man, smiling here at Supreme Nine Pure Heaven.

This person is the Wind Empress Dao Master of Supreme Nine Pure Heaven.

"Indeed, we have come to propose. Let Mi Bao come out; I will take her back to the Horizon Sect as a concubine." Next to Ya Zongdao, a man wearing a True Dragon Crown and an ancient feather robe, looking like an ancient sage, said coldly.

This man is Ya Wuben, father of Ya Shao, also the master of the Horizon Sea Pavilion, younger brother of Ya Zongdao, and a terrifyingly powerful cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Peak.

Upon hearing this, at Supreme Nine Pure Heaven a girl of about seventeen or eighteen, with fresh features, prominent eyebrows and a frown, seemed displeased but calmly said: "Brother Ya Wuben, the one who killed your son is Chen Zheng; you won't go to the Xuanhuang Great World to avenge him, yet you make my disciple your concubine—what reason is that?"

This woman, named Dong Lingfei, titled Dong Ling Dao Master, is the master of Mi Bao at Supreme Nine Pure Heaven; their master‑disciple bond is deep, so she naturally dislikes Ya Wuben and does not wish her disciple to marry a decaying old man of several hundred thousand years.

"The vengeance for my son's death, I will sooner or later avenge in the Xuanhuang Great World!" Ya Wuben let out a heavy cold snort, his icy gaze fixed on Dong Lingfei: "Chen Zheng is the one behind Fenbao Rock; Mi Bao is inevitably involved. Only if she bears me a hundred million sons and we give the Fenbao Rock's wealth to my Horizon Sect can we atone for her monstrous sin."

"You!" Dong Lingfei's fresh face turned cold, about to erupt, when Ya Zongdao on the opposite throne suddenly smiled, looking at everyone of Supreme Nine Pure Heaven: "Marrying Mi Bao to my younger brother is actually a good thing for you Supreme Nine Pure Heaven. You must have received the decree from the Celestial Realm that the Divine Clan will soon invade the Xuanhuang Great World, ferociously, and the war may spread across the heavens, affecting every sect. If our two sects unite in marriage to jointly resist the Divine Clan, our chances of victory will be far greater. Moreover, our sects could even gain advantage in the Great Calamity, surpassing the Central Great World, rivaling the Divine Land Sect—nothing impossible."

Hearing this, everyone at Supreme Nine Pure Heaven except Dong Lingfei wore a solemn expression and nodded slightly.

Especially the Wind Empress Dao Master who had spoken earlier agreed wholeheartedly: "Mi Bao's person killed Brother Ya Wuben's son; she cannot escape blame. To show remorse, I consent to marry her to Brother Ya Wuben as a concubine."

She then turned to Dong Lingfei, sneering: "Your Dong Ling Dao Master's disciple Mi Bao, such an unfilial student, has shamed my Supreme Nine Pure Heaven and bears great responsibility; you must offer reparations and apologies to all our Dao Masters."

Although she and Dong Lingfei belong to the same sect, they are at odds, with deep grudges accumulated over years.

"Hmph, Wind Empress, do you want to compare strengths with me?" Dong Lingfei did not expect the Wind Empress to target her at this moment and side with an outsider, and she rose angrily from her throne: "Others fear your Wind Dao's three‑thousand strikes, but I treat them as a child's toys."

"Then you are welcome to try!" the Wind Empress Dao Master also rose, her gaze icy, ready to clash.

"Enough," a man at Supreme Nine Pure Heaven, his expression stone‑cold, said, halting the two women.

This person had white specks at his temples, his outward age indiscernible, and emitted no aura, yet gave the impression of being a pillar of heaven and earth—immovable, for if he moved, the world would collapse.

He is the Left Gate Master of Supreme Nine Pure Heaven, Hua Zixu.

Hua Zixu looked at Ya Zongdao and Ya Wuben opposite him, pondering: "The Divine Clan indeed poses a massive threat; I agree to a marriage alliance with your Horizon Sect to jointly resist the Great Calamity."

"What do you think?" he said, turning his gaze to the Dao Masters and Law King seated on the thrones to his left and right.

"I agree to marry Mi Bao to Brother Ya Wuben, but I do not consent to give Fenbao Rock to the Horizon Sect; it belongs to us of Supreme Nine Pure Heaven," said a man as solid as an iron tower, with concentric holy light circles behind his head, known as the Phantom Law King, his voice deep.

Sacrificing one Mi Bao to cement the friendship between Supreme Nine Pure Heaven and the Horizon Sect is quite a bargain.

However, Fenbao Rock is a treasure comparable to a celestial artifact and must not be given to the Horizon Sect.

"I second the motion. However, we will not assist in the feud between your Horizon Sect and Chen Zheng," said a man dressed in a robe resembling a fishing net, each mesh looking like a demonic eye.

Ya Wuben's gaze fell on the fishing‑net man, his tone fierce: "No need for you, Xuanluo Law King, to trouble yourself; I will avenge my son's blood feud with my own hands!"

"I will first annihilate Chen Zheng's nine families, then degrade him to a swine and dog, have beasts humiliate him, then cut off his head to use as a urinal, and feed his corpse to dogs..."

By the end, Ya Wuben sprang up from his throne, a raging fire of anger bursting from his eyes, overwhelming the heavens and earth, chilling the hearts of many.

Ya Shao is the son he has cultivated for many years, doted upon; countless efforts have raised him to the True Immortal Peak, just one step away from becoming a Heavenly Immortal.

But everything was ruined by Chen Zheng.

This hatred is unforgivable.

It is an even greater humiliation!

Chen Zheng's survival is insufficient to quell the raging fury.

"How come I feel that you should die first," a cold, eerie stranger voice suddenly echoed through the hall.

"Who?"

Ya Wuben's long howl abruptly stopped; everyone was startled, looking around, yet could not locate the speaker.

Moreover, outside this grand altar lies a peerless great formation that forms a cosmic barrier; without permission, no one can transmit sound into it.

So who is playing tricks?

Boom—!

Just as the crowd was bewildered, the cosmic barrier in the sky was suddenly punched a huge hole like tofu; from the opening a massive hand emerged, crushing infinite space‑time at an incomprehensible speed, like an ancient demonic hand from the netherworld pressing on Ya Wuben.

Bang!

A cataclysmic, earth‑splitting blast shook the entire universe; everyone present saw Ya Wuben and his throne explode with a thunderous burst.

All laws, flesh, soul, and even the treasures on his body were blown into nothingness.

"What?!"

"Ya Wuben is dead..."

Ya Zongdao, Hua Zixu, the Wind Empress Dao Master, Dong Lingfei and everyone else were all horrified.

They were nearly scared to death. (End of chapter)