Chapter 693: Stirring Tian Shi Yuan, the Spiritual Treasure's Iteration (Combined Chapter)

A miraculous reversal — Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long falls to Ba Ba Wanli!

A dragon from beyond the realm, pinning down and slaying a true disciple of the Poison Dragon!

The shame of the Five Great Grotto-heavens — Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long!

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The Grand Void Divine Realm connects to the entire Tian Shi Yuan, and news of every kind travels at tremendous speed. Before the sky had even brightened, word of Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long's crushing defeat had already spread like a hurricane to every Xiancheng and major city across Tian Shi Yuan.

The name of a true disciple of the Poison Dragon Academy was far more famous than Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long himself, and the stir it caused far exceeded what either side of the duel had anticipated.

"How did it spread this fast?!"

At the top floor of the Yunxiao Wine House, staring at the viewer count that kept climbing in his Tongshi Sphere, Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long — who had earned nearly one and a half billion yuan-coins in three days — felt only his hands and feet turn ice-cold.

During their duel, the number of viewers had already reached 1.36 million, far exceeding the total of all his previous matches combined, but over the next two days, that figure had somehow doubled and redoubled.

In less than three days, the viewer count had surged to nearly ten million, and the pace was still accelerating…

"The shame of the Grotto-heavens…"

"The shame of the Poison Dragon…"

"The shame of Tian Shi Yuan…"

Watching those blazing-hot viewer comments in the spectating section, Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long's back was nearly soaked through with cold sweat.

That reputation was simply too heavy — he could never bear it.

The Poison Dragon Academy had no rule that punished disciples for losing a duel, but he did not think this matter would pass without a ripple…

"Ba Ba Wanli!"

Time and again Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long opened his friends interface. Over those three days, he had sent that Ba Ba Wanli goodness knows how many hundreds or thousands of friend requests — he would rather hand over every last coin of his earnings, if only they would fight him once more.

But every request vanished without a trace, and even that tiny recording host Feng Feng Xiuqi dared not reply.

"Buzz~"

Just then, the Tongshi Sphere trembled violently. Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long tapped it open on reflex, and his face went deathly pale in an instant.

The message was not from that Ba Ba Wanli, but from the Poison Dragon Academy's 'Hall of Punishment'!

"How could it be the Hall of Punishment?!"

Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long's hands were trembling, and he found it all the harder to believe.

"It shouldn't — it shouldn't be! Right, Senior Brother Ying…"

Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long frantically tried to reach Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long, but the latter did not reply. Instead, a streak of flowing light cut through the sea of clouds outside the window, and several Hall of Punishment disciples strode into the room.

"Junior Brother Chao."

The one at the head carried an ancient sword on his back, his expression cold and fierce.

"Yun Yun Yifei!"

Recognizing the newcomer, Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long's face grew even uglier: "What do you want?"

"Junior Brother Chao, you've been implicated."

Yun Yun Yifei's expression was impassive: "An elder of the Hall of Punishment divined that forty-six years ago, you are suspected of having secretly murdered Senior Brother 'Lin Yijun', who explored the strange land together with you…"

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long's expression changed drastically. He tried to argue back, but felt his body suddenly tighten — a dark-gold long cord, like a python, coiled around him with crushing force, sealing off his magic power and Divine Realm.

"Dragon-Binding Cord!"

……

Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long, bound, vanished into the sea of clouds.

In the distance, atop a tall tower, Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long's brow furrowed slightly:

"Elder Wang, isn't this making a mountain out of a molehill? It was only losing one duel — there's no need to drag him into the Hall of Punishment, is there?"

"It has nothing to do with that."

Facing Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long was a middle-aged man with black hair and a white beard. He shook his head and said: "Years ago, this beast is suspected of having secretly murdered a fellow Senior Brother — that is a grave crime."

"There is such a matter?"

Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long's face darkened, and in his heart he did not believe it.

Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long was a true-disciple prodigy with a chance at becoming a Dao Child. Without someone giving the nod, he could not believe the people of the Hall of Punishment would have moved to seize him — after all, it was only a suspicion, not a capture in the act.

"As for his defeat at the hands of an out-of-realm cultivator, and the uproar it has caused…"

Elder Wang set down his wine cup and turned to leave.

"Xing Long is very displeased."

Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long's gaze sharpened as he saw the words the wine on the table had formed.

He rose and watched Elder Wang depart, yet in his heart he knew that unless Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long shed a layer of skin this time, he was not going to walk out of the Hall of Punishment.

The Poison Dragon Academy had five branches, each with its own Dao Children, true disciples, and inner and outer disciples. He was the Dao Child of the Red Branch; Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long was a true disciple of the Blue Branch.

And Lin Xing Long was the Dao Child of all five branches — with only the Forging of the Dharma Heaven remaining, he could become the Divine Son of this generation, his status even higher than his own.

"A dragon from beyond the realm, Ba Ba Wanli…"

Ying Ying Shan Xuan Long wiped away the wine on the table, his expression dark and cold: "Earning yuan-coins by trampling a Poison Dragon true disciple — you've got quite the death wish…"

……

"Boom!"

A ten-thousand-zhang waterfall plunged from the heavens, slamming into the secluded pool and letting out a thunderous roar that traveled for thousands of li without fading.

At the very bottom of the waterfall, atop a silver-white boulder, a youth sat naked, letting this 'Star River Waterfall' wash over him.

His body was powerful and mighty, every inch of muscle and bone radiating a faint golden divine light, his lines flawless — as if he had been born a battle-body by nature.

"Whoosh!"

In a single instant, the youth opened his eyes, and the Star River waterfall — strong enough to crush a ten-thousand-zhang great peak — was severed in its flow.

"Lin Heng Long?"

He drew a communication orb from between his brows. The young man's sword-brows lifted slightly, somewhat surprised: "Poison Dragon Dao Child, what does he want with me?"

Hum~

White light wove together, forming an image above the pool water, within which was reflected a cultivator in a black dharma robe with a handsome face.

"What business does Daoist Lin have?"

The young man returned a casual salute, nonchalant.

"Several months ago, Feng Feng Wu Ding, who had taken refuge under the Weitian Dao Sect, returned and began recruiting explorers on a large scale. He is suspected of wanting to explore a strange land of extremely high grade…"

Lin Heng Long spoke.

"Oh? An extremely high-grade strange land? How high? Are there any great medicines or Dao fruits to be had?"

The young man did not seem very interested, but still asked a question.

"High, it must certainly be high. As for how high…"

Lin Heng Long paused slightly: "It is said that the Shan Xuan Dao Child of the Tianli Sect also seems to be recruiting explorers, and only those below the fifth realm are being shown…"

"You want me to go?"

Wu Er gave a cold laugh: "I haven't even forged my Longhu Longhu Dadan yet. What would I use to contend against fourth-realm cultivators?"

"Heh~"

Lin Heng Long said no more, and the light image promptly dispersed.

"A high-grade strange land… this surnamed Lin interrupted my closed-door cultivation just to tell me this?"

Wu Er frowned slightly, took out his communication orb and tapped in, preparing to gather some intelligence. He glanced subconsciously at the spectator zone and was immediately drawn to the battle information within.

"The shame of Tian Shi Yuan?"

"A powerful dragon from the outer domains, suspected to be a Mu Mu Xiantian Dao Body?"

Wu Er's heart stirred, and he promptly tapped open the most popular battle. At first he was nonchalant, but upon seeing the Qi Da Shang Pin true forms, he could not help raising his brows.

"Kun Peng, Qing Long, Bai Hu… this looks like the true-form diagrams from the Five Extremes Great Scripture?"

When he saw the end, he could not help slapping the table and crying out in admiration:

"Which Dao Sect does this junior brother come from? How can he fight so brilliantly? A counter-kill from a desperate situation, extremely watchable. Marvelous, absolutely marvelous!"

"Why didn't I ever think to fight like this?"

Glancing at the surging number of spectators, Wu Er could not help slapping his thigh wildly. Even when he himself had ascended to second place on the rankings, he hadn't gained this much!

"This junior brother truly knows how to play."

He watched it three times over, back and forth, clicking his tongue in wonder. Compared with this junior brother, he felt he had wasted a hundred years playing with the communication orb.

"Eighty Thousand Li should also be a fake name…"

Wu Er was not surprised, because he himself also used a fake name.

His real name was 'Wu Yunlong', Yuan Dong Tian, an inner disciple of the Initial Venerable Mountain.

"I wonder which Dao Sect he comes from?"

Wu Yunlong suddenly caught himself: "That surnamed Lin's sudden message—could it be that he wants me to step in and cut off this junior brother's winning streak?"

"It shouldn't be, otherwise it would be too petty."

Wu Yunlong felt it shouldn't be. That Lin Heng Long was, after all, the Poison Dragon Dao Child, a heaven's pride about to achieve Fa Tian, and wouldn't be so small-minded.

'Or could it be that he also recognized this junior brother as being from the Weitian Dao Sect?'

Wu Yunlong speculated inwardly.

Toward this junior brother from some unknown Dao Sect, he had nonetheless developed some interest.

The Five Extremes Great Scripture, even placed among all the Weitian Dao Sect, was a top-tier great scripture, differing by only one character from the 'Four Extremes Great Scripture' he himself practiced.

……

……

Cultivate daily, act daily, practice daily.

Regarding cultivation, Master Li had always been diligent.

For him, all the worldly desires could not compare to the essential elevation and sublimation found in immersion within cultivation.

On the Qi-Gathering Platform, Li Yuan closed his eyes and entered samadhi, controlling the Si Wu Jingshan Xuan Teng She slough. Relying on the Chi Dao Wu Zhong realm of the Qing Emperor Longevity Scripture, he pushed the Qing Di Fa magic power.

Wisps and strands of heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered visibly to the naked eye, like clouds and fog, shrouding the entire Dashan.

One could see that as the heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered, every plant and tree on this mountain stretched out its branches and leaves. Even wild grass in a cultivator's dharma-refining ground had the possibility of becoming spiritual, even of entering the Dao.

This was a dharma-refining speed only possible with both innate talent and Gong Fa Jing Fa Jie, combined with swallowing third-realm spiritual pills.

But for other cultivators with god-demon-grade innate talent, even if they swallowed spiritual pills daily, they could not refine dharma faster than him. The reason was simple: a normal third-realm cultivator had almost no chance of cultivating their fundamental dharma to the Chi Dao Wu Zhong realm.

According to what Fayin Fayin Tongzi had said, apart from that big-bearded one, among the current inner disciples, no one progressed faster than him.

"Dao Body, Mu Mu Xiantian Dao Body…"

While refining dharma, Li Yuan divided his attention, also perceiving the Dao Body being nurtured within his body.

Compared with his cultivation progress, the nurturing of this Dao Body seemed sluggish. Yet the methods that could accelerate the nurturing of a physique were beyond his current reach.

In the Scripture Pavilion, there were naturally methods to accelerate the nurturing of a physique.

Li Yuan had previously specifically borrowed such books, but whether it was 'the spectacle of heaven and earth birth and destruction' or 'great medicines woven from dharma principles', both were far beyond what he could aspire to.

The spectacle of heaven and earth birth and destruction referred to the birth and demise of realms, or alternate dimensions. Such wondrous sights contained the mysteries of heaven and earth birth and destruction, with boundless creation.

Great medicines seemed simpler, but in truth were also nowhere to be found. Anything that could be called a 'great medicine' was invariably a thing woven and manifested from the dharma principles of heaven and earth. When a cultivator swallowed it, they might Ke Po Jing, or nurture a Dao Body—its wondrous uses were boundless.

And the most precious among them, the 'Longevity Great Medicine', could even allow a cultivator at the end of their lifespan to live a second or third life!

'Once the little mother-dragon buys those few spiritual treasures, perhaps I can try whether it can accelerate the nurturing of the Dao Body…'

Li Yuan deliberated.

On the second day of his battle with Chao Ying Shan Xuan Long, he had sent Shen Ying'er to Tian Shi Yuan to purchase all manner of heaven materials and earthly treasures, as well as several spirit treasures he had previously set his eyes on for stacking talents.

He was extremely interested in Mu Mu Xiantian.

"Woo~"

In a flash, Li Yuan felt something in his heart; when he opened his eyes, he saw six gourd sword qi interweaving vertically and horizontally, threading through the cyan mist that suffused the Qi-Gathering Platform.

A black ape demon shifted and darted among the sword light, at times transforming to a zhang or so in size to smash the sword qi with heavy strikes, at times shrinking to the size of a mote of dust, weaving through the sword net.

"A Zhun San Jing ape demon? This is one of the finest nourishments for nurturing a Burning-Heart Ape."

Li Yuan's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately raised his hand and pointed.

"Whoosh!"

A black-purple long vine pierced through the air; in an instant, it had already pierced through the shrieking ape demon, and amid the latter's incredulous gaze, nailed it dead onto the Qi-Gathering Platform.

This was an ape demon on the verge of advancing to the Third Realm; the divine patterns within its body were already quite condensed, it could shift its size at will, its body was like vajra, and even ordinary Third Realm cultivators would have to fight bitterly upon encountering it.

But that long vine of Li Yuan's was simultaneously empowered with 'Shan Xuan Gang Heavy Water' and 'Roc Dun Fa', possessing both extreme speed and the power to break through gang qi, as well as two wood-element spells he had newly refined.

With the combined empowerment of four spells, let alone a Zhun San Jing demon, even a Third Realm one could be nailed to death all the same.

"Not bad luck."

Raising his hand to stuff this ape demon into the Ni Wan, Li Yuan was in a good mood.

His cultivation of demon-refining methods was not slow, but this Mi Fa ultimately originated from the Ten Directions Annihilation Dao; without the empowerment of a fundamental method, it was very difficult to lure rare demons.

A Zhun San Jing ape demon might not be encountered even in several months.

"Demons above the Third Realm are mostly cunning and treacherous; trying to hook them with a bare hook is no easy feat. Without the empowerment of the Ten Directions Annihilation Dao, bait would be needed."

The scriptural principles of the demon-refining method flashed through Li Yuan's mind, but he only thought about it. Though the quality of demons hooked by a bare hook was poor, the advantage lay in safety.

If one truly cast bait, what was hooked might not necessarily be a demon he could handle.

Among the demon-refining scriptures passed to him by Master Master Fufa, there were quite a few cultivators who had capsized while refining demons; the unluckiest among them, at the Fourth Realm, had hooked a Sixth Realm fierce demon, and the manner of his death was too horrible to behold.

"Steady and steady is also good."

Li Yuan continued his Xing Gong and spell refinement, successively hooking several dozen Second Realm demons. Toward evening there came another pleasant surprise: a snake demon fled through the void, was pierced through by the Shan Xuan Vine, and pulled into the Ru Le Shen Jing Ni Wan.

After finishing his spell practice, Li Yuan took his meal as usual, drank tea, lit spirit incense, swallowed spirit pills, and sat in quiet meditation in the bamboo tower, contemplating the True Form Diagram.

"Hum~"

With his mind divided in many directions, Li Yuan entered the Ni Wan Shen Jing.

On Shan Xuan Vine Island, five colors interweaved; the five ancient temples trembled rhythmically, nourishing their corresponding Wu Xing Fa spells.

In the past half month or so, he had not only cultivated three types of magic power; the twenty spells exchanged from the Scripture Pavilion, given sufficient divine patterns, had also been initiated one by one.

Apart from the Wu Xing Dun Fa and the Five Elements Body-Fixation Art, the ten spells he had chosen were mostly used to strengthen the True Form and to pair with other spells.

Among them, most were water and wood methods.

Water methods such as 'Cold Yin Water Sword', 'Dripping Water Sword', and 'Ice Soul Divine Light' were used to pair with 'Kun Ming Ten Thousand Layers Armor' and the Tai Yin Sword Qi.

As for wood methods, they were naturally used to empower the Shan Xuan Vine Tree.

For instance, that finger he had used to nail the ape demon earlier contained two newly refined Mu Xing Fa spells: 'Qing Mu Lei Fa' and 'Qing Mu Bewitching Spirit'.

One was thunder, the other was spirit-fixation.

"Twenty-seven spells are temporarily enough."

Li Yuan glanced at the surging incense and fire in the Five Extremes Temple.

In three days, his income had surged; Shan Gong had once again broken a thousand, and was rushing straight toward two thousand. Meanwhile, the incense and fire drawn by the Five Extremes Temple had also multiplied several times over; if he only listened to the sounds and fished, it would probably last two hundred years.

"Hum~"

Li Yuan saw Soldier-Nurturing Island.

Thanks to the demon-refining method, Soldier-Nurturing Island was slowly growing every day; though it could not compare with Shan Xuan Vine Island, compared to before, it was far more expansive.

Various incomplete or complete divine patterns roamed and traversed through the void and underground, at times interweaving, at times colliding and evolving into all manner of wondrous sights.

At the very center, the much-grown Yu Ying was tending the Divine Furnace; beside it were piles of demon bones forming several great mountains.

These were the spiritual materials he had prepared for refining the White Bone Human Demon Mountain.

As for the other heaven materials and earthly treasures, they had long since been melted into molten iron by Yu Ying, poured over the divine patterns he had previously planted into Soldier-Nurturing Ground to refine the White Bone Human Demon Mountain.

"Fire Phoenix Treasure-Refining Art."

Li Yuan walked slowly across Soldier-Nurturing Island, and various scripture principles of treasure-refining welled up in his heart.

This treasure-refining art came attached to the Mi Fa for casting the 'Fire Phoenix Furnace'; though it was an attachment, it was also quite exquisite, and fit the Fire Phoenix Furnace and Soldier-Nurturing Ground very well.

He only needed to bury the corresponding divine patterns into Soldier-Nurturing Ground, then melt the required heaven materials and earthly treasures into water, use it to irrigate, and afterward it could slowly grow.

He looked toward the ground and saw various divine patterns interweaving into clusters, drawing the essence of the heaven materials and earthly treasures in Soldier-Nurturing Ground; faintly, an outline could already be seen.

There were many types of spirit treasures for nurturing White Bone Human Demons; naturally, Li Yuan chose the White Bone Human Demon Mountain.

"Dao soldiers cannot be entrusted to others; the Human Demon Mountain must be refined, even if it's a bit troublesome."

Under Li Yuan's gaze, Soldier-Nurturing Island suddenly trembled, and immediately, soil and stone flew as an arched little mound of earth and stone rose from the ground.

Calling it a mountain was somewhat exaggerated; in appearance, it looked like an old grave, and the top of the grave had split open with a deep, dark cave, from which ghastly white mist poured forth.

"Crash~"

Yu Ying lightly flicked its tail, and large swathes of demon bones tumbled into it. Only to hear 'crack crack', after a series of teeth-aching chewing sounds, a White Bone Human Demon walked out.

"……"

Looking at that slender, thin little thing that trembled as it walked, as if it might fall apart at any moment, Li Yuan was instantly at a loss.

"Not even First Realm……"

Li Yuan frowned as he examined it; this little skeleton was far too distant from a White Bone Human Demon. The divine patterns within were faint and thin; let alone killing enemies and protecting the Dharma, even walking was a struggle.

Nevertheless, it was after all the first Dao soldier he had refined himself, so Li Yuan did not send it back to the furnace. Instead, he raised his hand and tossed it into the demon bone mountain to see if it had the potential to advance.

"A White Bone Human Demon Mountain of one layer of weapon prohibition is still too low; to refine a Dao soldier fit for use, one would need at least Jiu Chong Fa prohibitions……"

Li Yuan was not discouraged either.

His newly refined Human Demon Mountain, according to the classification of the Soldier Controlling Register, barely counted as a seventh-tier magic treasure, whereas Daoist Tong Qian's Human Demon Mountain reached fourteen tiers, a superior-grade divine treasure.

It was only normal that the gap between the two was enormous.

"The magic power consumed in nurturing and refining this White Bone Human Demon Mountain is four or five times more than that of the Nine Smoke Gauze…"

After a brief sensing, Li Yuan could not help but feel like hiring someone to help him refine his magic treasures.

"Crack, crack~"

From the newly formed Human Demon Mountain came continuous chewing sounds, and afterward quite a few equally feeble little skeletons walked out, which he returned to the furnace one by one.

Refining Dao Soldiers was also a method of refinement.

"With daily nurturing and the supply of demon bones, if one wants to refine White Bone Human Demons of no low quality from this Human Demon Mountain, it would take over twenty years…"

With just a turn of thought, Li Yuan had already dismissed the idea of slowly refining it himself.

That was the path ascetics took to refine magic treasures, but a wealthy Daoist like him had shortcuts available.

"If one wants to quickly refine a magic treasure, one can purchase large quantities of similar divine patterns to nourish it, or one can devour higher-grade magic treasures of the same type. Doing both together should allow it to take shape quickly."

Having made up his mind, Li Yuan instructed Jiu Ying to look after the Human Demon Mountain on the side, and withdrew from the Ni Wan Shen Jing.

……

After defeating Chao Shan Xuan Long, Li Yuan no longer fought daily, yet his income increased day by day. He had fought over seven thousand matches, with the number of spectators in nearly every match increasing.

Of course, the fastest was still the battle with Chao Shan Xuan Long.

"This income is probably far more than my previous estimate. Chao Shan Xuan Long doesn't have that much fame, probably because of his identity as a 'True Inheritor of the Poison Dragon'."

Flipping through the spectator area and the Grand Void Myriad Manifestations, Li Yuan understood in his heart that this was related to the identity of 'extraterritorial cultivator' he had fabricated.

In the five great grotto-heavens of Tian Shi Yuan, the disciples of the great clans won and lost too often; it was far less attractive than an extraterritorial cultivator defeating a True Inheritor of the Poison Dragon.

"An outsider monk chants scripture better — the ancients did not deceive me! Yet this move has its pros and cons; the hatred drawn is quite sufficient too."

Li Yuan looked toward the Combat Arena; in less than three short days, the number of people challenging him had actually exceeded seventy thousand!

Although most of them were there to join the excitement, within that small portion, there truly was no shortage of True Inheritors from the Poison Dragon Academy and the other four great grotto-heavens.

He casually flipped through and found that, apart from 'Wu Er' who was second on the Combat Ranking, all of the top twenty on the Star Ranking had sent him challenges.

Including the number one on the Star Ranking, 'Lin Yue', who was also one of the only two publicly known divine-demon-level prodigies on the Combat Ranking.

"Lin Yue, True Inheritor of the Demon Qianshan Qilin Institute, cultivates the 'Reverse Demon Great Scripture', a cultivator of the eighth heaven of the Divine Palace, has held first place on the Star Ranking for fifty consecutive years…"

Li Yuan thoroughly searched for intelligence on Lin Yue and found it far more dazzling than Chao Shan Xuan Long's, yet the information was not detailed — it could even be called sparse.

"Suspected to have already cultivated the ninth heaven? Even if there's some exaggeration, he's probably not much inferior to Senior Brother Huang Yuan…"

Li Yuan pondered in his heart.

Measured against Huang Yuan, he felt that even if he activated the Soldier Controlling Register, he might not have much chance of victory.

With the same divine-demon-level talent, this man came from the Demon Qianshan Qilin Institute and had cultivated for several decades more than him. Even though his own progress was rapid, the gap was still too large.

"This man is a great enemy."

Li Yuan attached great importance to it, yet was not panicked.

The gains from battling Chao Shan Xuan Long far exceeded expectations; even if he did not contend for first on the Star Ranking in the short term, he would not lack Que Shan Gong to use.

So what if they challenged him?

He simply would not accept the fight!

"Once I've digested these Shan Gong and gathered the nine great spiritual forms, I may yet not lose to this man!"

After tallying today's gains, Li Yuan withdrew from the Common Sense Sphere.

……

Over the next ten-plus days, perhaps because the True Inheritors of the holy lands ranked at the front of the Star Ranking had entered the fray one after another, Li Yuan's income actually surged by another large margin.

Shan Gong was already pressing straight against the three-thousand mark!

At the same time, the number of people challenging him grew ever more. Feng Xiu Qi, unable to bear the disturbance, had already hidden himself away in closed-door cultivation within his clan, not daring to show his face for a short while.

Li Yuan, meanwhile, remained unruffled, daily tallying his Yuan coins and Shan Gong, wholeheartedly refining his arts and practicing Xing Gong, undisturbed by the storms outside.

"Hum~"

That day, nine-colored rosy clouds plunged into the grotto-heaven, and the Mirage Baby, who had gone out to purchase supplies, returned hugging a gourd.

"Master!"

From afar, the shouts of the little white-skinned gourd had already come over.

Li Yuan raised his eyes and looked, and the radiance of the various spirit treasures was already interweaving and shining at the bottom of his gaze.

(End of this chapter)