Chapter 159: News of the Moon Imperial Dynasty, the Mysterious Grand Priest

Chapter 159: News of the Moon Dynasty, the Mysterious High Priest

Though Qi Yuan had not yet fully reclaimed the Heavenly Dao of the Wangyue Continent,

his words already held a certain decree-like power over the seven-nation representatives, swaying their decisions.

The moment he spoke, those seven-nation representatives promptly annulled their previous agreement.

Seeing this, the many prodigies on the field changed countenance drastically.

It was that Ling Jiao again who first challenged Qi Yuan.

“You dare use illusion to bewitch these natives of the Wangyue Continent, forcing them to break the pact—how bold of you!”

“Your Excellency goes too far. The great calamity is imminent; we should unite in effort. How can you hog all the spoils?”

“What hogging? Isn’t the Wangyue Continent his home?” Great Sage Zhenjun could not help but remark.

The many prodigies on the field turned to Qi Yuan with distinctly hostile expressions.

After all, securing a foothold on the Wangyue Continent was a plan set by their sects back home.

This would mitigate the great calamity.

Now, Qi Yuan’s actions clearly harmed their interests.

One man challenging nearly twenty powerful factions—what audacity!

“The Wangyue Continent is my home. I can lease it to whomever I wish. Didn’t I just ask if you wanted to lease it? But none of you did.” Qi Yuan shrugged helplessly. “Since you won’t lease it, the agreement is void—that’s only natural. No contract was signed, so it has no legal force. Even if you sue me in court, I’d win.”

Qi Yuan spoke words that left the assembled prodigies utterly bewildered; they understood each word but not the whole, grasping only the gist.

He intended to seize the Wangyue Continent for himself!

“Who gave you the nerve to oppose so many of us?” Ling Jiao said coldly.

The others also glared at Qi Yuan with ill intent.

“Justice and reason!” Qi Yuan declared with righteous fervor. “In the Beautiful Country, if you break into my home, I have the right to shoot you dead!”

Qi Yuan used rumors from the Beautiful Country to intimidate those before him.

“Hmph, let’s see what you’re made of!” A powerful aura radiated from Ling Jiao as she seemed ready to strike at Qi Yuan.

Seeing this, Qi Yuan felt disappointment.

Sure enough, the rumors of the Beautiful Country failed to scare these people.

They truly dared to lay hands on him.

“Come at me all at once. Today, I’ll show you that my fist is the law!” Clad in twenty robes, Qi Yuan looked exceptionally bloated, with a tortoise shell hanging on his chest and back, making him appear utterly ridiculous.

Yet at that moment, he directly challenged over a dozen prodigies!

Among the prodigies present, who did not pale slightly, their hearts shaken?

“What nerve!”

“Even if you are a perfected Divine Infant, you will surely be utterly defeated here today!”

The prodigies on the field were furious.

Most were Golden Core, some Divine Infant; aside from the Purple Mansion, they were the top experts of the Eastern Lands.

And the tortoise-shell man before them was clearly not a Purple Mansion cultivator.

For a cultivator who had comprehended a primal divine ability would be noticeably repelled by the world when entering another realm.

But Qi Yuan was not—so at most, he was a Divine Infant.

A Divine Infant challenging all twenty on the Eastern Lands Prodigy Ranking—that was suicide.

“I’m not a perfected Divine Infant; I’m only Golden Core!” Qi Yuan said earnestly.

Clearly, no one present believed him, or they simply ignored him.

“Whether you’re a Divine Infant or have ten thousand Golden Cores, you will lose today!”

The dozen or so prodigies present moved to attack Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan remained unmoved by these prodigies, instead turning to Gu Xiaoyao and speaking seriously: “You are a Heavenly Dao Foundation cultivator, the opponent I most respect!

A battle with you would likely shatter the continent, dim the sun and moon, and drag on for months without resolution.

Let me defeat them first, then we shall have a fair and square duel!”

Gu Xiaoyao was momentarily stunned, then a strange sense of superiority arose within him: “Very well.”

This peculiar man looked down on those other prodigies, choosing to fight him last—placing him on a different level from the rest.

“Ha, challenging us alone—you truly seek death!” Ling Jiao said coldly. “That tortoise shell and those dozens of robes won’t save you!”

The other prodigies also fixed their eyes on Qi Yuan, battle intent surging within them.

Qi Yuan’s words just now were an insult to them.

“This battle… I shall not partake.” Xu Tongchen quietly withdrew at this moment.

He knew full well that this man was the Blood-Robed Sword God!

And he was puzzled—wasn’t it said that a Purple Mansion cultivator entering another world would trigger celestial signs of rejection?

“This little woman is not skilled in combat; I shall not join this fight.” Jiang Ya thought it over and ultimately withdrew.

Great Sage Zhenjun looked at Qi Yuan and raised his fist: “I support you.”

The remaining fifteen prodigies glared at Qi Yuan with hostile eyes.

None of them made the first move, for ganging up on one man would bring no glory even in victory.

They all waited for Ling Jiao to strike and teach this tortoise-shell man a lesson.

Yet before Ling Jiao could act, Qi Yuan struck first.

“In my own home, I have buffs on my side—how can you fight me?”

Qi Yuan let out a mighty roar.

A terrifying aura swept forth.

In that instant, every prodigy present felt their breath quicken.

A powerful pressure descended, and their expressions shifted dramatically.

Before they could react,

each felt as if several mountains weighed upon their backs.

The dozen or so prodigies were instantly immobilized, pinned by the heavy mountains.

Ling Jiao fared even worse—she was crushed to the ground, her face pressed intimately against the earth, leaving a deep crater beneath her!

With a single move, Qi Yuan instantly defeated fifteen prodigies!

Or rather, the two sides were not even on the same level!

Qi Yuan merely exerted his pressure, and these fifteen peerless prodigies were utterly routed.

The faces of the prodigies on the field were filled with extreme ugliness and terror.

"Purple Mansion?"

"You are of the Purple Mansion? Impossible!"

"No, even the Purple Mansion is not this strong. You are... the Blood-Robed Sword God!"

These prodigies were baffled, their hearts shaken.

Could this man truly be the legendary Blood-Robed Sword God?

If he were the Blood-Robed Sword God, everything would be easily explained.

Qi Yuan used his pressure to defeat fifteen prodigies, his blazing gaze fixed on Gu Xiaoyao, who had achieved the Heavenly Dao Foundation: "My earlier strike must have been nothing to you, a Heavenly Dao Foundation cultivator.

Now... let us fight an honorable battle. Do not go easy on me just because I look young.

I also wish to see if my limits can reach even thirty percent of your power!"

Qi Yuan stared at Gu Xiaoyao, his aura, a hundred times stronger than before, sweeping forth in that moment.

The legendary perfect Heavenly Dao Foundation—his true opponent—he was finally about to face him!

Only such an opponent could be called a rival.

At this moment, Gu Xiaoyao, feeling immense pressure, was terrified inside.

Was this senior joking?

You, a Purple Mansion grandmaster who destroyed the Bright Palace, a stronghold with a Yin Spirit foundation, want to fight an honorable battle with me, a mere Divine Infant cultivator?

Isn't this bullying?

His face twisted in grievance, unable to speak.

At that moment, Qi Yuan grew angry: "Why do you not speak? Do you look down on me? Do you think I am unworthy to fight you?"

Is perfect Heavenly Dao Foundation so great?

Do you despise my flawed Heavenly Dao Foundation so much?

Qi Yuan felt wronged.

Gu Xiaoyao felt even more wronged than Qi Yuan.

Then, Great Wisdom True Lord spoke: "Based on my years of experience, Gu Xiaoyao cannot speak now because your pressure is too strong; he simply cannot open his mouth."

"Ah?" Qi Yuan was stunned.

Gu Xiaoyao inwardly wanted to thank Great Wisdom True Lord's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Is he not a perfect Heavenly Dao Foundation? How could he be intimidated by my pressure?

I understand—he is feigning weakness, then waiting to ambush me when I let my guard down!

Such deep scheming, worthy of a Heavenly Dao Foundation!" Qi Yuan realized with sudden clarity.

At this moment, Gu Xiaoyao was utterly aggrieved.

Then, Great Wisdom True Lord mused: "Perhaps he is not a perfect Heavenly Dao Foundation, but a flawed one."

Qi Yuan heard this and paused.

He released all his pressure, allowing Gu Xiaoyao to finally breathe, a look of surviving a calamity on his face: "Senior, I am a flawed Heavenly Dao Foundation!"

At this moment, life was the most important.

Qi Yuan, hearing this, felt extremely awkward.

The information was wrong—all Xu Tongchen's fault for giving him false information!

Embarrassed, he wanted to leave this place quickly.

He looked at Luo Xi and the representatives of the other seven nations: "Come, let us go deal with the Mara clan."

The representatives of the other seven nations were also inwardly stirred.

The powerhouse before them had far exceeded their expectations.

They felt that before this strong man, they were not even worth a single exchange.

Was this the legendary fifth-stage powerhouse?

"Good!" Luo Xi was excited inside.

At that moment, Jiang Ya suddenly spoke: "Senior, I have been collecting techniques from across the world. May I accompany you this time to gather the techniques of this realm?"

"Hmm... you may." Qi Yuan looked at Jiang Ya. "But I have a condition: you must give me some of the techniques from your Ascension Pavilion."

Jiang Ya's eyes held a smile: "For every technique I obtain in this realm, I shall present you with five, how about that?"

"Good! It's a deal!" Qi Yuan was thrilled.

He had finally latched onto the wealthy thigh of Jiang Ya.

"Daoist friend, I am also quite interested in the customs of this realm. May I join you?" Great Wisdom True Lord asked at this moment.

"Hmm, you can come along and see where I should rent a house." Qi Yuan agreed.

"I'm coming too!" Xu Tongchen quickly said.

He had not acted earlier, and if he stayed here, he would definitely be targeted.

"Fine."

Qi Yuan swept his gaze lightly over the dozen or so prodigies present, then, led by Luo Xi, the group slowly vanished.

After about several dozen breaths, the oppressive atmosphere in the room finally dissipated.

A man's face darkened: "The Blood-Robed Sword God, a senior, actually attacked us juniors—utterly shameless!"

They had almost confirmed that the man before them was the Blood-Robed Sword God.

Xu Tongchen's master, Xu Yeli, was a member of the Blood-Robe Alliance.

Xu Tongchen's attitude toward the tortoise-shell man was telling.

Moreover, many of the prodigies had heard rumors that the person who had taken the back door was the Blood-Robed Sword God.

They had thought it was some junior from the Blood-Robe Alliance entering, but it turned out to be the Blood-Robed Sword God himself!

"Strange. The origins of worlds are mostly different.

Having comprehended a origin divine ability, entering another world rashly would incur the world's rejection. Why didn't the Blood-Robed Sword God?" a prodigy voiced his doubt.

It was precisely because of this that they had regarded the tortoise-shell man as a prodigy like themselves.

All were prodigies of the same rank—they had never feared.

But then, the Blood-Robed Sword God bullied the weak with his strength.

Not only did he thrash them, but he also wanted to fight an honorable battle with Gu Xiaoyao.

This old man had no martial virtue; he bullied the young too much!

At this moment, Ling Jiao said coldly: "The Blood-Robed Sword God, bullying the weak, wants to monopolize Wangyue Continent. This is to make enemies of us all, to make enemies of the entire Eastern Land!"

"The Blood-Robed Sword God is strong, and his destruction of the Bright Palace is indeed surprising, but making enemies of the entire Eastern Land is seeking death. I will report this to my grandmaster!"

"Hmph, do you think that by hiding in Wangyue Continent, we have no way to deal with you?"

Their factions did not wish to come into conflict with the Blood-Robed Sword God.

But the Wangyue Continent was their retreat, so they had to fight for it.

"Hmph, this is not over! Facing the Eastern Lands alone, does this Blood-Robe Sword God think the sun in the sky revolves around him?" Ling Jiao said angrily, but as she spoke, she couldn't help spitting a mouthful of blood.

Her face turned pale in an instant, her aura plummeted, and her breath was as weak as a thread.

"Ling Jiao?" The people present were shocked at the sight.

Could it be that the Blood-Robe Sword God had not left?

Was he punishing Ling Jiao?

The prodigies present changed color greatly, not daring to speak or discuss the Blood-Robe Sword God anymore.

...

Above the sky, several streaks of light flashed by.

Qi Yuan looked at Luo Xi beside him and asked, "Have you been to the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm?"

Luo Xi was startled inwardly: "Senior... how do you know?"

Jiang Ya beside him glanced at Qi Yuan with a strange expression.

"In the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm, doing push-ups and sit-ups can increase strength, but the price is... hair loss," Qi Yuan sighed.

These rules were originally set by him to help Jin Li grow stronger.

Luo Xi's shock intensified, like overturning rivers and seas.

How did this outsider know such secrets!

Qi Yuan looked at Luo Xi: "Can you tell me about the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm?"

Luo Xi was silent.

He did not know Qi Yuan's identity.

But the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm involved great secrets.

He did not know how to speak.

Qi Yuan looked up at the giant Ancient Qichun Tree in the sky, his thoughts drifting back to a long time ago.

He sat on a green stone by July Lake, with the Moon Maiden accompanying him, fishing alone in the cold river snow.

"You can tell me, it's fine," Qi Yuan said.

His voice was once again full of enchanting power.

Luo Xi, who had been hesitating, finally spoke slowly: "When I was young, I followed my parents to the Moon Dynasty. By chance, I joined the Moon Dynasty and became a member of the Moon Vowers."

"The Moon Dynasty still exists..." Qi Yuan thought of the people near July Town, and also of the Moon Maiden who had once left a crescent moon mark on his arm.

He looked at his arm, smooth as ever, the crescent moon mark long gone.

"Becoming a Moon Vower allows one to enter the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm, increase strength, and pledge loyalty to the Moon Goddess!" Speaking of the Moon Goddess, Luo Xi's face was full of reverence. "Later, the Mara Clan invaded, and Fenggui was in crisis. I asked the leader for leave, and he allowed me to return to Fenggui to protect it."

Qi Yuan listened, looking at the moon in the sky.

Moon Goddess Yuanjun... Wangyue Continent... Moon Maiden... Moon Token... Master.

Was there any connection between them?

He felt immensely complicated.

He did not know if coming here would allow him to see the person he wanted to see.

At that moment, Jiang Ya spoke, interrupting Qi Yuan's thoughts: "Senior, how do you plan to deal with the Mara Clan?"

"Naturally... kill," Qi Yuan answered decisively.

Jiang Ya continued: "The Mara Clan in Fenggui and the other six kingdoms are not very strong. With your strength, Senior, you might sweep them in a few days.

But... once you reveal your strength, it will alert the strong ones of the Mara Clan.

At the fastest in ten-odd days, at the slowest in a few months, the Yin Shen experts of the Mara Clan will surely find you.

You are alone, and you have offended so many major powers in the Eastern Lands. Facing the Mara Clan, I'm afraid..."

Jiang Ya's eyes were filled with worry.

The Mara Clan was very strong; otherwise, the Yin Shen of the Eastern Lands would not be at a disadvantage in their conflict with the Mara Clan.

"This is my home. Just because the enemy is strong, should I hand over my home?" Qi Yuan said.

The Wangyue Continent was his home. When uninvited guests came, they all had to "leave their lives behind while their bodies may go."

Jiang Ya was speechless.

She felt that communicating with the Blood-Robe Sword God was as difficult as communicating with Jiang Lingsu's senior brother.

The Great Wisdom True Lord beside him also said: "Heads can be cut off, blood can be shed, but home cannot be given to others!"

Xu Tongchen remained silent, not joining their conversation.

Then Qi Yuan looked at Luo Xi: "Who told the Moon Dynasty about the secret of the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm?"

Back then, he had only told Jin Li, not anyone else, not even the Moon Maiden.

How did the Moon Dynasty learn the secret of the Xuan Yuan Forbidden Realm?

"This... this junior does not know," Luo Xi did not quite understand Qi Yuan's words.

Qi Yuan sighed inwardly.

It seemed he would have to go to the Moon Dynasty himself to find out the truth.

Could it be that later, Jin Li went to wait for him under the Ancient Qichun Tree and eventually joined the Moon Dynasty?

Qi Yuan's heart was full of confusion.

He asked again: "Is the Moon Dynasty still located near the Ancient Qichun Tree? Are there still people at July Lake?"

"Yes," Luo Xi nodded. "The Moon Dynasty now is not famous, but strong experts emerge in great numbers.

July Town is the sacred land of the Moon Dynasty.

The High Priestess has always lived in a wooden house by July Lake in July Town."

Mentioning the High Priestess, Luo Xi's eyes were full of awe.

For some reason, hearing the words "High Priestess," Qi Yuan's left eyebrow twitched: "What is the High Priestess's name, and what does she look like?"

"The High Priestess... her body is like a child's, unchanged for a hundred years. Her face is always veiled, so her features cannot be seen.

The High Priestess is also the strongest expert of the Moon Dynasty, the strongest in the Wangyue Continent.

Her swordsmanship is unmatched in the world, no one can rival her!" Luo Xi's eyes were fervent.

Clearly, that High Priestess held an extremely high status in the hearts of the Moon Vowers.

"The High Priestess is also the one closest to serving the Moon Goddess," Luo Xi added.

Qi Yuan listened, many thoughts flashing through his mind.

Swordsmanship?

A child?

Could it be the Moon Maiden?

But he had been gone for so long; the Moon Maiden had likely long since grown into adulthood, or perhaps fallen into the river of time.

Could it be a coincidence?

All of this could only be clarified by going to the Moon Dynasty.

For some reason, after arriving in Wangyue Continent, he felt a hint of timidity in his heart.

He feared that everything might be nothingness.

Yet this thought lasted only an instant.

"Hmph, I will surely become a Primordial Saint, a Daluo Golden Immortal. Even if everything turns to void, I can turn emptiness into reality!" Qi Yuan thought to himself.

He decided that after slaying the troublemakers near the seven kingdoms like Fenggui, he would head to the Moon Dynasty to uncover the truth of it all.

"Twenty-one days. It will pass quickly," Qi Yuan murmured.

(End of this chapter)