Chapter 580: Death Trap from the Black and White Mysterious Palace

Chapter 580: A Killing Game from the Black and White Profound Palaces

“Beating others into submission—that’s a bit off, isn’t it?”

Qi Yuan muttered.

His persona had always been lawful good.

The other party hadn’t wronged him; to beat them into submission just to use their land of opportunity—wasn’t that somewhat improper?

The fat old man chuckled but said nothing.

He naturally assumed Qi Yuan was backing down.

After all, even if the master of the Myriad Transformations Society made a move, he couldn’t force the Black Profound Palace and White Profound Palace into submission.

The two palace masters of the Black and White Profound Palaces each commanded over thirty Dao Lord True Sutras.

Qi Yuan had just joined the Myriad Transformations Society; his strength, though formidable, was limited.

“So, don’t dwell on the remaining seven lands of opportunity.

The lands of opportunity within the Myriad Transformations Society are already enough to elevate your strength to a terrifying level,” the fat old man said.

Among the thirty-six lands of opportunity, many overlapped in the opportunities they offered.

Going through similar ones again would yield negligible gains—better to master an additional Dao Lord True Sutra.

“But I want to visit all thirty-six,” Qi Yuan said.

As the saying goes, since you’re already here.

Having seen the message in a bottle, it would be too wasteful not to explore the other lands of opportunity.

“What are the palace masters of the Black and White Profound Palaces like? Are they as kind-hearted as I am? Do I have a chance to persuade them?” Qi Yuan asked.

The fat old man smiled without a word.

“Damn it—I thought the stronger you are, the more refined and classy you’d be.

But it turns out the palace masters of the Black and White Profound Palaces don’t even know how to be good to others.” Qi Yuan wanted to morally blackmail the palace masters.

If reason lay with the Black and White Profound Palaces, then… following the tactics of a certain Blue Star comment section,

Shouldn’t he accuse them of lacking private virtue and muddy the waters?

“Sigh, I thought the Cosmic Void Realm counted as a first-tier city, with everyone having class. Turns out it’s just the Cosmic Void Daddy,” Qi Yuan lamented.

The fat old man couldn’t be bothered to respond.

“Old man, bring out the Dao Lord True Sutras you want adapted. I’ll adapt them for you, and we’ll first go through the lands of opportunity you can visit,” Qi Yuan said.

“Good.” The fat old man didn’t hesitate. “The Thunder Pervasion Sutra, the Lesser Thunder Sutra, and the Mountain-Shaking Sutra—these three sutras were all created by a single Dao Lord. Adapting them will be convenient for you.”

The fat old man looked intently at Qi Yuan, his eyes filled with anticipation.

The fact that he could adapt the Myriad Things Growth Sutra didn’t mean he could adapt thunder-related ones.

It might just be that Qi Yuan happened to excel in that area.

“No problem,” Qi Yuan said.

He took the three Dao Lord True Sutras and began studying them earnestly.

For him, Dao Lord True Sutras could also be used to perfect the Qi Yuan Sutra; adapting them brought him many benefits as well.

“I await your good news, fellow Daoist. No rush,” the fat old man said cheerfully.

Though he said this, inwardly he was somewhat anxious.

After all, his cultivation had been stuck for a long time, unable to advance another step.

Cultivating these three Dao Lord True Sutras was crucial to him.

If the other party could truly complete the adaptation within one cosmic epoch, he would be willing to recognize Qi Yuan as his sworn brother.

Qi Yuan’s figure vanished.

The fat old man then spoke: “This matter must not be leaked. Otherwise, if the Black and White Profound Palaces learn of Qi Yuan’s existence, he may face danger.”

Blownorth Realm Lord and Springdye Realm Lord stood there, nodding quickly.

“Rest assured, senior. We understand the importance.”

“This Qi Yuan—if he can truly adapt these three Dao Lord True Sutras for me, he indeed has the qualifications to compete for the master of the Myriad Transformations Society,” the fat old man mused.

“Master of the Myriad Transformations Society?” Blownorth Realm Lord’s expression shifted upon hearing this.

That was the master of the Myriad Transformations Society.

With the fourth layer of Yang Spirit unseen and the fifth layer unattainable, in the Cosmic Void Realm, the master of the Myriad Transformations Society was an undisputed hegemon.

How long had Qi Yuan even been a member of the Myriad Transformations Society?

And now he could become its master?

“But it depends on his ability. The current master is no simple figure.

The highest record in the Cosmic Spirit Sea is still held by the master,” the fat old man said.

The three most powerful beings in the Cosmic Void Realm were the master of the Myriad Transformations Society and the two realm lords of the Black Profound Palace and White Profound Palace.

Of course, this excluded certain entities.

Within the Cosmic Void Realm, there were also terrifying existences and dangerous places where even realm lords might fall.

“The master is unparalleled; naturally, not just anyone can compare,” Springdye Realm Lord said with a smile.

She held great reverence for the master.

“Since I’m in a good mood, I’ll explain the Profound Origin True Sutra to you,” the fat old man said.

The two realm lords’ eyes lit up with joy.

The Profound Origin True Sutra was also a Dao Lord True Sutra.

Both Springdye Realm Lord and Blownorth Realm Lord had studied it, but their grasp was shallow.

The fat old man had fully mastered it, so teaching them was simple.

“With your aptitudes, in about a day, you should be able to make further progress,” the fat old man said.

Springdye Realm Lord and Blownorth Realm Lord beamed with delight: “Thank you, senior.”

They thanked the fat old man, and naturally, they also thanked Qi Yuan.

If not for Qi Yuan, they would never have had the chance to receive the fat old man’s teachings.

In an instant.

Like celestial music descending.

The sound of the Great Dao fell upon their ears; Blownorth Realm Lord and Springdye Realm Lord listened with relish, enraptured.

A single sentence from the fat old man made them feel immensely benefited.

Their understanding of the Profound Origin True Sutra grew ever deeper.

Of course, they were still far from full mastery.

Time passed second by second, as if in an instant.

The celestial music faded, the sound of the Great Dao vanished, and Chuibei Realm Lord felt an emptiness.

Chunran Realm Lord felt the same.

He wished time would slow down.

Alas, one day was one day.

This day's exposition could not be exchanged for even one great merit.

Both were joyful yet disappointed, wishing they could use one second as ten thousand.

Just then, a voice came: "You've finally finished speaking. Sigh, I've been waiting here for a long time.

But I've always been polite, so I didn't disturb you."

Qi Yuan stood not far away, holding a bright fruit in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth.

Seeing the newcomer, Chuibei Realm Lord and Chunran Realm Lord suddenly snapped awake.

"Daoist Qi Yuan, didn't you leave? Could it be... there's something else?" Chuibei Realm Lord immediately asked.

The fat old man also looked curious.

Probably, it was about the Spirit Summoning topic.

"Yes, I left, then came back. I've been waiting here for a full two hours," Qi Yuan said.

"Ah?" Chuibei Realm Lord was bewildered.

Chunran Realm Lord thought briefly and directly asked, "Daoist Qi Yuan, what business brings you here?"

She already knew part of Qi Yuan's character, so she asked casually.

"It's to return to you, old man, the three Dao Lord True Scriptures."

"What's wrong with the Dao Lord True Scriptures? Could it be that you, Daoist, cannot do it?" The fat old man was somewhat disappointed but did not show it on his face.

"How can I not do it!" Qi Yuan flushed slightly. "I have already finished adapting the three Dao Lord True Scriptures."

"What?" The fat old man's face showed astonishment.

Chuibei Realm Lord and Chunran Realm Lord were also shocked, somewhat incredulous.

Could it be that the fat old man's lecture had lasted not just one day, but an entire epoch?

Because they were so engrossed, they felt only a day had passed?

"Here, the three Dao Lord True Scriptures. Take a look." Qi Yuan handed the three Dao Lord True Scriptures to the fat old man. The fat old man quickly took them, sweeping his divine sense into the scriptures.

Chuibei Realm Lord and Chunran Realm Lord kept watching the fat old man, observing his reaction.

After about twenty breaths, the fat old man took a deep breath, looked at Qi Yuan, and said seriously, "Daoist, are you like the Holy Light Clan, able to forcibly twist the cognition of living beings?"

Only that could explain it.

After all, adapting three Dao Lord True Scriptures in half a day—that was too... frightening.

But the universe was vast, full of wonders; perhaps there were one or two races similar to the Holy Light Clan.

"I have seen the Holy Light Clan, but I am not one of them," Qi Yuan said.

The fat old man, having received confirmation, took a deep breath and said, "If you, sir, do not abandon me, I am willing to recognize you as my adopted... father."

"Adopted brother" had finally changed to "adopted father."

"No, I am still young. I don't want such an old son."

"Hmph." The fat old man snorted coldly. "I was just saying that. Actually, I already have an adopted father."

He retracted his previous statement.

At their level of cultivation, eccentricity, shamelessness, even stubbornness were normal.

"But, adopted brother, can you help me adapt a few more Dao Lord True Scriptures? As compensation, even if you don't become the Assembly Master, I can do my utmost to help you traverse the remaining opportunity lands—except, of course, the two places in the Black and White Mystic Palace."

"Fine." Without a second thought, Qi Yuan nodded.

The fat old man immediately beamed with joy: "You are not my adopted father—you are my own father!"

...

Three months passed.

Qi Yuan stood in the True Spirit Tower.

His expression was somewhat dazed.

"Truly strange and stranger."

This was the twenty-first opportunity land he had visited.

With the fat old man's help, he had indeed traversed many opportunity lands.

In these opportunity lands, his strength had increased rapidly.

"Clearly, these opportunity lands boost strength quickly—why are the realm lords in this Cosmic Void Realm so weak?"

According to his own strength progression,

If those realm lords had completed these twenty-odd opportunity lands, their strength, not to mention exaggerated, would at least be half of his when he first entered the Yin God realm, and the more gifted could even match him when he first entered the Cosmic Void Realm.

Yet, in this Cosmic Void Realm, so far, he had not encountered a single realm lord who could put up a fight.

Of course, the gap was large, but it was merely large.

For example, when Qi Yuan first entered the Cosmic Void Realm, he was stronger than Chuibei Realm Lord and even stronger than the fat old man.

But killing those two was absolutely impossible.

Now, however, he could do it.

"These opportunity lands have so many benefits."

"Each one is comparable to a treasure of the fourth layer of Yang God."

"Could it be that because I reached the last layer of the Cosmic Spirit Sea and obtained that drift bottle, my improvement is so great?"

Now, Qi Yuan's strength had reached a terrifying level.

Facing Black Heaven again, without using True Spirit Annihilation, he could still contend with Black Heaven and block its erosion.

Thus, in terms of combat power, he was now considered a weak fourth-layer Yang God.

"If I complete all the opportunity lands, what level will I reach?"

Qi Yuan was very expectant.

Especially that inheritance suspected to be from a Dao Lord.

He felt it was not that simple.

"Unfortunately, the remaining opportunity lands are very difficult to enter."

"Especially the seven in the Black and White Mystic Palace."

"I am a good person—how could I take by force?"

"Or maybe entrapment?"

"Forget it, I'm a good man!"

Qi Yuan muttered.

……

Within the Black Mystic Palace.

The towering man gazed at the blood in his hand, shimmering like stars, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

"The Society of Myriad Changes has produced such a peerless prodigy?

In half a day, he adapted three Dao Lord scriptures."

The short man squinted: "Such talent is terrifying—it must be nipped in the bud. If, by chance, they truly uncover a variable, that would be disastrous."

Both the Black and White Mystic Palaces had Dao Lords behind them; their founding purpose was to prevent the Society of Myriad Changes from seeking change.

"Set up a killing trap?" asked the Black Mystic Palace Lord.

"What if... it's false information?" asked the White Mystic Palace Lord.

Though they had a mole within the Society of Myriad Changes,

that mole might not be trustworthy.

It was also possible that the prodigy was a ruse, and the trap was meant for them.

"Regardless, whether it's a trap or not, we must act," said the Black Mystic Palace Lord.

The White Mystic Palace Lord nodded, then added: "Wind Spirit Cloud, that place of opportunity, would be a fitting ground for a killing trap."

The Black Mystic Palace Lord's gaze turned deep, and he said: "Agreed."

……

Walking out of the True Spirit Tower, Qi Yuan's true spirit grew ever more singular and condensed.

The fat old man waited on the spot, a smile in his eyes: "How do you feel? Has your strength increased considerably?

Back in my day, after traversing the True Spirit Tower, my overall power rose by half a percent."

The fat old man said proudly.

"I improved very little, less than half a percent," Qi Yuan replied honestly.

"The Dao Lord opened a window for you, so naturally He will close another. Don't be disheartened," the fat old man consoled, though his face was full of glee, taking pleasure in Qi Yuan's misfortune.

"Are there other places of opportunity left?" Qi Yuan asked.

That was what concerned him most.

"Recently, I spent a great price and finally convinced the Myriad Saints Palace. This place of opportunity, Wind Spirit Cloud—would you care to go, my friend?" the fat old man said seriously.

Qi Yuan's brow twitched slightly, as if sensing something.

"Wind Spirit Cloud? Since it's a place of opportunity, of course I'll go." Qi Yuan agreed without any hesitation.

"If you go to Wind Spirit Cloud, sworn brother, you must be careful not to enter the forbidden ground within.

In the forbidden ground of Wind Spirit Cloud lies a Buddha Corpse, so fierce that even a Heaven-Opening Realm Lord is no match for it," the fat old man warned.

"Buddha Corpse?" Qi Yuan was surprised. "Is it a cultivator?"

To be able to fight a Heaven-Opening Realm Lord, its strength was naturally extraordinary.

It stirred the imagination.

Either the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit, or the fifth.

But a divine artifact born from the fourth layer of the Yang Spirit generally does not attack people on its own.

Nor can the fifth layer of the Yang Spirit enter the Cosmic Void Realm.

Thus, this Buddha Corpse was somewhat peculiar.

"Regarding the Buddha Corpse, the Society of Myriad Changes has conducted much research, even dedicated projects, but with little gain.

As long as you don't enter the forbidden ground of Wind Spirit Cloud and encounter the Buddha Corpse, sworn brother, nothing untoward will happen. Rest assured," the fat old man said confidently.

Qi Yuan nodded, his gaze calm.

Could it be that the twitch of his brow just now was due to that Buddha Corpse?

If so, he truly ought to go and see what opportunity lay there.

Of course, he also hoped it wasn't solely because of the Buddha Corpse.

(The chapter ends)