Chapter 150: The Great Tribulation Approaches, News of the Wangyue Continent

Chapter 150: The Great Calamity Approaches, News from Wangyue Continent

“…”

The master of Cloud Court fell silent.

He was somewhat perplexed.

The Dragon King invites a crooked mouth?

What did that mean?

“Alas, as expected, there’s a generation gap with you old fossils,” Qi Yuan sighed, seeing the master of Cloud Court’s reticence.

He also understood a truth.

No wonder the white moonlight remained forever the white moonlight, never able to become the main—because the age gap was too great, a generation gap.

The master of Cloud Court’s lips twitched. “Senior really knows how to joke.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Huang Tu beside him. “Senior, could you grant me this face and spare this young man’s life?”

At this moment, deep in Huang Tu’s eyes was a thick terror.

How could this man in blood-red robes be the Blood-Robed Sword God?

The Blood-Robed Sword God, who had haunted his nightmares like a demon, whose flesh he had longed to devour and bones to shatter, was right beside him, yet he dared not harbor any thought of resentment. His body trembled uncontrollably.

Because the Blood-Robed Sword God truly knew how to kill.

“Why should I give you face? He wanted to kill me, so I kill him—that’s only natural.” Qi Yuan glanced indifferently at Huang Tu.

The prodigies around Huang Tu felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, quickly distancing themselves from him, treating him like a plague.

“If Senior kills Huang Tu, I’m afraid… it will truly be difficult to reconcile with the Radiant Palace,” the master of Cloud Court spoke. “This prodigy battle is of utmost importance, and Huang Tu is the Radiant Palace’s only hope to enter the top twenty.”

“Oh? He’s from the Radiant Palace? And that important to them?” Qi Yuan was surprised.

No wonder Huang Tu looked familiar at first glance—he must be a junior of the white moonlight.

“More important than a Purple Mansion cultivator, even… comparable to a palace master,” the master of Cloud Court emphasized Huang Tu’s significance.

He seemed intent on saving Huang Tu.

Hoping that the Blood-Robed Sword God might spare Huang Tu’s life for this reason.

Qi Yuan was speechless. Could the people of Radiant Palace not survive without Huang Tu?

Couldn’t they just watch videos?

A cold smile crept onto Qi Yuan’s face. “Then I must kill him all the more.”

With a flick of his finger, a spell flew toward Huang Tu.

The master of Cloud Court’s expression changed slightly, and he tried to block it.

Unfortunately, his strength was far inferior to the Blood-Robed Sword God’s; he simply couldn’t intercept Qi Yuan’s attack.

Even if he touched it, he would be injured.

The spell landed, and Huang Tu’s gaze froze.

His body went limp, collapsing to the ground, his breath gone.

The master of Cloud Court’s face turned especially grim.

The prodigies present were all shaken with fear.

This Blood-Robed Sword God simply defied common sense.

He truly killed prodigies!

Without any fear of the infamy of bullying the weak.

Huang Tu fell, and the master of Cloud Court sighed in lament. “Senior, why must you make relations with the Radiant Palace so strained?”

Qi Yuan, however, ignored the master of Cloud Court. He clapped his hands and looked at the Rogue Immortal Venerable. “Another one dead. Your prodigy ranking has advanced another notch.

How many more do you need to reach the main list? Should I kill a few more?”

Hearing this, the prodigies’ faces turned pale with terror, and they all stepped back several paces.

Was this Blood-Robed Sword God insane?

The Rogue Immortal Venerable was completely stunned at this point. He forced out a smile uglier than tears. “No… no need.”

Beside him, Gao Ji’en stood still, not daring to move.

If the two Purple Mansion cultivators weren’t here, he would have long asked his junior brother what was going on with the Blood-Robed Sword God.

The master of Cloud Court looked at Qi Yuan and spoke slowly. “Actually, on this visit, the Radiant Palace also had some words for me to pass on to Senior.”

“Are you the Radiant Palace’s lackey?” A murderous intent surged from Qi Yuan.

This was the white moonlight, after all—valuable.

“Not at all.” Sweat beaded on the master of Cloud Court’s forehead; in that moment, he had sensed the danger of death. “I have no connection with the Radiant Palace.”

Hearing this, the murderous intent on Qi Yuan dissipated.

“Senior, may we speak privately?” the master of Cloud Court then asked.

In such a public setting, some things were ultimately not suitable for telepathic transmission.

“Mm, sure, we can take two steps,” Qi Yuan nodded, then looked at the Rogue Immortal Venerable beside him. “Rogue Immortal Venerable, when the Fish-Dragon Golden Elixir Dance starts later, remember to record it for me. Thanks.”

After saying this, Qi Yuan vanished along with the master of Cloud Court.

Leaving behind only the prodigies, their faces filled with awe and terror.

The Rogue Immortal Venerable sat dumbfounded on the spot, his mind in a daze.

The other prodigies all stared at him, envy in their eyes.

Gao Ji’en quickly sent a telepathic message: “Junior brother, what the hell is going on? What Blood-Robed Sword God? What Radiant Palace?

Should we run now and head back to Thunderwalk Continent?”

“Senior brother… I’m not really sure either.” The Rogue Immortal Venerable’s mind was still a mess.

Meanwhile, in the cave dwelling, a faint incense burned, adding a touch of immortal charm to the entire residence.

Qi Yuan, clad in blood-red robes, his body exuding a bloody aura, looked at the master of Cloud Court. “Speak. What is it?”

“Alas, Senior should not have killed Huang Tu. This has completely offended the Radiant Palace,” the master of Cloud Court said.

“I’ve already offended them long ago.” Qi Yuan was unconcerned.

He was going to destroy the Radiant Palace anyway; why worry about offending them?

What fear was there in offending the dead?

Even if this were a cultivation world, he would annihilate his enemies in both body and spirit—they couldn’t possibly turn into ghosts.

“Senior may not know how important it is for the Radiant Palace that their prodigy enters the top twenty in this Eastern Lands Prodigy Battle.”

“Isn’t it just to gain entry to a new world?” Qi Yuan was surprised.

The master of Cloud Court paused. “Since Senior knows this, shouldn’t you understand what it means?”

"Oh? What does that mean?" Qi Yuan looked bewildered. "Don't speak in riddles with me. Make it clear."

The Cloud Court Master's heart skipped a beat.

It seemed the Blood-Robed Sword God truly did not know.

But... shouldn't every top-tier power or orthodox major force on each continent be aware of these things?

Could it be... that this Blood-Robed Sword God was a rogue cultivator?

At this thought, the Cloud Court Master felt even more admiration.

His face showed reluctance: "Senior, this matter concerns the Heavenly Secrets. I truly cannot speak of it.

If I were to utter it, I fear I would meet my end on the spot.

I can only reveal eight words to you: The Great Calamity approaches; prepare early."

"The Great Calamity?" Qi Yuan was startled.

Yet he did not press further.

After all, judging by the Cloud Court Master's demeanor, he would not get an answer.

"This time, the Eastern Lands have discovered a new world.

The three... Yin Gods of the Eastern Lands have decreed that any sect or force among the top twenty of the Eastern Lands' Prodigy Ranking will gain the opportunity to enter that world and expand their territory," the Cloud Court Master continued.

"There are three Yin Gods in the Eastern Lands?" Qi Yuan asked.

This was what truly concerned him.

"Such a secret is beyond my knowledge, junior," the Cloud Court Master shook his head, surprised that the Blood-Robed Sword God would ask this.

"How strong is a Yin God? Could ten thousand of you slay one?" Qi Yuan pressed.

"Cough, cough..." The Cloud Court Master was deeply embarrassed. "Senior, please don't trouble me. A Yin God... is already like a deity of this world.

Such a realm is beyond my comprehension, and I dare not even entertain any thoughts of comparison."

"If I were to take the sun from the sky and hurl it at a Yin God, would it kill him?" Qi Yuan asked again.

Cold sweat beaded on the Cloud Court Master's brow.

Why was this Blood-Robed Sword God so fixated on fighting Yin Gods?

Every word out of his mouth was about striking them down.

He admitted that the Blood-Robed Sword God's strength was formidable, nearly rivaling the Lord of the Ascension Pavilion.

But a Yin God and a Zi Mansion cultivator were entirely different realms.

One was still cultivating immortality; the other had already become an immortal deity.

"It should be able to kill him..." the Cloud Court Master said awkwardly.

Hearing this, Qi Yuan felt reassured. "By the way, what world is this new one, and how strong is it?"

"The Wangyue Continent. It is very weak; its strongest is merely comparable to a Divine Infant cultivator of our Canglan Realm.

Thus, the top twenty experts of the Eastern Lands' Prodigy Ranking can easily sweep across the Wangyue Continent."

"The Wangyue Continent?" Qi Yuan's eyelid twitched.

He had not expected to hear of this world.

Was this not the world where his game was set?

The place where he had achieved his Heavenly Dao Foundation?

Jin Li...

Was it the same name, or a different place?

A storm stirred within him, though his face remained calm. "Am I qualified to go to the Wangyue Continent?"

"Senior, the decree of the three Yin God Venerables is immutable.

One must be among the top twenty of the Eastern Lands' Prodigy Ranking to have the chance to enter the Wangyue Continent."

"I see." Qi Yuan's heart still churned. "I'll take my leave."

His figure flickered and vanished.

Only the Cloud Court Master remained in the room, wearing a bitter smile.

"Alas, it seems the Blood-Robed Sword God's feud with the Radiant Palace is beyond resolution."

...

Radiant Palace.

Third Palace Master Zi Ran wore a respectful expression, but deep in her eyes lurked murderous intent: "Great Palace Master, Huang Tu... has been slain by the Blood-Robed Sword God!"

The Great Palace Master was shrouded in radiance, his face unreadable; all that was known was that he was a majestic man.

"I am aware." The Great Palace Master's tone was calm. "I have already spoken with the Eastern Lands' Master of the Divine Flower Society. He will help us arrange a meeting with the Blood-Robed Sword God to sit down and talk things over."

"Still talk?" The Third Palace Master was incredulous, her face twisting with rage. "He killed Huang Tu and cut off one of our escape routes!"

"The Great Calamity approaches. Everything... must proceed according to the plan. We cannot afford to waste time on such trivial matters.

If we must yield, then yield. It is merely a loss of face."

The Great Palace Master spoke calmly.

"Unless the Blood-Robed Sword God walks into our trap and comes to the Radiant Palace's mountain gate, any further waste of manpower would be futile in trying to surround and kill him.

Why bother with pointless efforts? This matter should end."

Did he not wish to slay the Blood-Robed Sword God?

If the Blood-Robed Sword God came to the Radiant Palace's headquarters, relying on the many Zi Mansion cultivators and the Imperial Extreme Dragon Crown, he could easily ensure the Blood-Robed Sword God never returned.

But the Blood-Robed Sword God was a great cultivator, not a fool. Why would he come to his death?

Thus, the Great Palace Master had no choice but to make peace with the Blood-Robed Sword God.

"Before returning, I personally paid homage to that one. He said that the Radiant Palace may accept another disciple.

Xu Tongchen's talent far surpasses Huang Tu's. He will surely enter the top twenty, perhaps even the top ten.

We will take the Seven Words Sect's quota for our own use." The Great Palace Master acted decisively, sealing the Seven Words Sect's fate with a single sentence.

As for whether the Seven Words Sect would agree, that was not his concern.

...

The next day.

With a nervous heart, Xu Tongchen once again arrived outside Qi Yuan's cave dwelling.

This time, unlike before, Qi Yuan seemed to be playing a game of Go with two friends.

At that moment, Qi Yuan held a black stone, pondering where to place it.

"Qi Yuan... fellow Daoist, long time no see." Xu Tongchen looked at Qi Yuan, his legs trembling involuntarily.

This unremarkable man before him, with whom he trained every day—who would have thought he was the famed Blood-Robed Sword God of Cuiyun Continent?

His peculiarity caught Jiang Ya's attention. Her gaze flickered to Xu Tongchen, then to Qi Yuan, as if pondering something.

Qi Yuan glanced at Xu Tongchen. "Come sit. Once I finish this game of chess, I'll go cultivate with you."

Hearing this, Xu Tongchen sat beside Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan's opponent was Kang Fulu, who now placed a black stone and looked at him smugly. "Junior brother, you've lost this round."

Qi Yuan stared at the board and could only shake his head. "Indeed, I'm only fit for Gomoku."

Jiang Ya sat nearby, a smile in her eyes.

The chess skills of Qi Yuan and Kang Fulu were truly abysmal.

Kang Fulu's smugness grew, but then something occurred to him, and he couldn't help asking, "Junior brother, did you not attend the Fish-Dragon Banquet yesterday? Why didn't I see you?"

"I did attend," Qi Yuan replied. "You were with Senior Sister Jiang Ya, and beside you was... Xu Tongchen."

"Eh, strange. How did I not see you?" Kang Fulu said. He turned to Xu Tongchen. "Daoist Xu, did you see my junior brother?"

Yesterday, following Jiang Ya to the Fish-Dragon Banquet, he had met Xu Tongchen, whom he'd briefly encountered at Qi Yuan's place, and the three had traveled together.

"I... I saw him." Xu Tongchen stole a glance at Qi Yuan, unsure how to answer.

Was he supposed to say, "Your junior brother is that terrifying Blood-Robed Sword God"?

"Oh, Daoist Xu, you saw my junior brother and didn't even tell me.

Could it be that you, too, were intimidated by the Blood-Robed Sword God's killing intent?"

At this, Kang Fulu's expression grew solemn.

"This Blood-Robed Sword God... he and I both hail from the Hundred Kingdoms.

His strength is truly terrifying.

I don't know where he killed so many people to cultivate such a blood aura.

A peerless god of slaughter like him is probably quite reclusive. Ordinary people dare not stay with him for long—who knows when they might be killed by the Blood-Robed Sword God."

Hearing this, Xu Tongchen was speechless.

He had no idea how to respond.

Qi Yuan looked at Kang Fulu. "Senior brother, the Blood-Robed Sword God is a good person. He's not interested in young people like you; he only likes killing old men."

Kang Fulu shot Qi Yuan a glare. He had seen the Blood-Robed Sword God slaughter prodigies like dogs. What did Qi Yuan, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, know about the Blood-Robed Sword God?

"Alright, go cultivate." He couldn't be bothered to argue with Qi Yuan.

"Fine." Qi Yuan didn't refuse.

Last time, he had sensed something about the Solar True Fire.

This time, he intended to push through and fully comprehend it.

Following Qi Yuan, Xu Tongchen entered that cave dwelling.

Entering the cave this time, his mindset was vastly different from before.

In the past, though he treated Qi Yuan as an equal, the pride of being in the top thirty of the Prodigy Ranking would still surface from time to time.

But now, that pride had vanished entirely, leaving only reverence and fear.

"Summon the Solar True Fire. This time, I must comprehend it."

Hearing the big shot's command, Xu Tongchen quickly summoned the Solar True Fire.

Qi Yuan's expression instantly turned serious and solemn as he entered his state.

Before him, the Solar True Fire was dark within and bright without, radiating golden light.

Qi Yuan gazed at the Solar True Fire, feeling as if he were inside a sun.

Within the sun, powerful flames blazed wildly, as if they could burn everything.

Those flames seemed to sense Qi Yuan's arrival, burning even brighter and appearing more jubilant.

It was like a daughter meeting her godfather.

"Solar True Fire, you are my Solar True Fire," Qi Yuan murmured, repeating the words.

Within the sun, a wisp of Solar True Fire leaped with extreme joy, then suddenly flew out and landed in Qi Yuan's hand.

Qi Yuan's eyes lit up, a flicker of flame dancing in his pupils.

He revealed a look of surprise. "I have comprehended the Solar True Fire!"

Xu Tongchen was shocked inside, but remembering that this was the Blood-Robed Sword God, his shock lessened somewhat. "Congratulations, senior! My felicitations, senior!"

In truth, he was also a bit curious now.

For a Purple Mansion grandmaster who had comprehended a primordial divine ability, why bother learning his Solar True Fire?

Even if mastered, it would only be a powerful ordinary divine ability, useful only for killing Divine Infant cultivators, utterly useless against a fellow Purple Mansion.

Of course, he only thought this and would never voice it.

"You've worked hard during this time, but it's a win-win," Qi Yuan said casually.

He naturally knew that with Xu Tongchen by his side, the Solar True Fire would thrive.

The other party also saw him as an old man.

But Qi Yuan didn't mind.

"Senior... then I'll take my leave." Xu Tongchen hesitated for a moment, then said tentatively.

"Mm." Qi Yuan knew that Xu Tongchen had recognized his identity, but he didn't care.

After all, the other's teacher was still a member of his musical ensemble.

He would have to bring him along when besieging the Bright Palace.

After Xu Tongchen left, Qi Yuan once again entered the jade slip of the Divine Flower Society.

During this time, he had been posting on the Divine Flower Society forum, live-streaming the destruction of the Bright Palace.

He had gained recognition from many.

This time, he logged into his main account and entered the chat group of the Four Emperors of the Divine Flower Society.

As soon as he entered, he saw Rogue Immortal Venerable boasting there.

"You don't know, Origin Heavenly Venerable is a true big shot!"

"Back when he met me, he was so approachable that I thought he was a real newbie.

Then a Purple Mansion appeared and groveled before Origin Heavenly Venerable!

I was utterly shocked!

Origin Heavenly Venerable is a true big shot!"

"Before leaving, Origin Heavenly Venerable asked me to record the Fish-Dragon Golden Core Dance. As a result, during the Fish-Dragon Golden Core Dance performance, I was allowed to stand directly on the stage.

If not for the crowd... no, if not for remembering Origin Heavenly Venerable's instructions, I really would have been tempted to do something strange."

"I saw with one glance that Origin Heavenly Venerable was no ordinary mortal. I'm just waiting for the Bright Palace to fall," Ice Mountain Dominatrix said in the group.

"Iceberg Dominatrix, no need to wait long. My plan to destroy the Radiant Palace has reached its final step. In a few days, I will go and annihilate the Radiant Palace," Qi Yuan said earnestly.

Now, all the people of the Radiant Palace had retreated to their headquarters. It was said that the Grand Palace Master would also return soon, so he had to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

"Wow, the big shot is here! Let me serve you tea and water!" the Rogue Immortal Venerable said enthusiastically.

"Origin Heavenly Venerable, you've come?" the Great Sun Flame Emperor sent a message in the group.

Qi Yuan then saw his private messages flicker. It was from the Great Sun Flame Emperor.

"Origin Heavenly Venerable, are you really going to destroy the Radiant Palace?"

"Yes, the plan is already in motion. How could it end unfinished?" Qi Yuan replied.

He was a little curious why the Great Sun Flame Emperor would message him privately.

"The Radiant Palace's strength is not ordinary. It has a deep connection with a Yin Spirit Venerable," the Great Sun Flame Emperor warned.

"Even if the Tathagata Buddha himself came, he could not stop me!" Qi Yuan said firmly.

Seeing this, the Great Sun Flame Emperor knew that Origin Heavenly Venerable had made up his mind. He said,

"Your conflict with the Radiant Palace has already caught the attention of the high-ranking members of the Divine Flower Society. I estimate that the president of the Divine Flower Society has probably applied to add you as a friend on that jade slip of the Blood-Robed Sword God."

"Is that so? I'll go check later and approve it."

After all, one must give face to the forum moderator and the power-abusing dog.

"Origin Heavenly Venerable... regarding the Radiant Palace matter, if a Yin Spirit Venerable makes a move against you, just speak the name of Wind Lord. It might save you from a calamity," the Great Sun Flame Emperor said after some hesitation.

To be honest, he did not think Origin Heavenly Venerable could destroy the Radiant Palace. He feared that Origin Heavenly Venerable's temperament would offend that Yin Spirit Venerable.

(End of this chapter)