Chapter 880: I Really Can't Stay on This Prisoner Peak Anymore

The celestial peach truly befitted its nature as the crystallized fruit of heaven and earth, being grand, plump, and brimming with juice; Lu Yang took a single bite, and the peach nectar burst forth within her mouth, sweet without being cloying, as if one could feel every single droplet of juice dancing upon the tip of the tongue, awakening all the taste buds.

With every chew, the fragrance of the peach suffused the lips and mouth, its sweetness intoxicating.

This was beyond all doubt the most delicious peach Lu Yang had ever tasted.

Apart from extending one's lifespan, this celestial peach could also purge impurities and purify spiritual roots; however, Lu Yang's body had already been tempered a thousand times over, having long washed away all impurities, and his sword spiritual root had no further room for improvement, so he was merely enjoying this half of the peach in pure simplicity.

Compared to Lu Yang, Yun Zhi ate with far greater elegance; after savoring the other half of the celestial peach with refined care, she cautiously put away the peach pit, intending to plant it upon her return.

Beneath the plaintive gaze of the Immortal Fairy, the Eldest Senior Sister and the Youngest Senior Brother successfully returned to the sect.

In recent years, with Lu Yang joining the Single-Minded Sect, Prisoners' Peak had become increasingly lively.

If one were to reflect upon the past, reminisce about history, and construct a museum of Great Yu history, Prisoners' Peak would without a doubt be the ultimate choice.

Upon Prisoners' Peak, one could encounter cultivators from every single stage spanning the mid-Great Yu to the late-Great Yu periods, who would personally recount stories of that distant era.

And today, one of the most paramount figures of the Great Yu arrived at Prisoners' Peak, completing the early-Great Yu phase.

Within Prisoners' Peak, beneath the dim glow of an oil lamp, the child Grand-Master Tang Shengyi floated in midair, surrounded by exhausted spirit stones placed one after another, along with a great deal of medicinal dregs.

Following the last time the Daoist Master of All Laws attacked the Single-Minded Sect, the child Grand-Master had faintly sensed a tremendous future crisis; to face this crisis, he had begun to cultivate with even greater diligence.

To cultivate the path, one must first cultivate the mind; previously, his vigilance over Prisoners' Peak had been an act of comprehending the mind, and by conversing with the prisoners, exchanging insights on cultivation, and listening to the stories of their past and the purposes of their cultivation, the child Grand-Master's mental state had been burnished increasingly smooth and translucent.

And now, he had officially commenced his cultivation.

Once the innate disposition passes the test, the progress of cultivation can be vastly accelerated; this was a matter unknown even to many high-ranking cultivators.

In order to grow strong as quickly as possible, the child Grand-Master had used contribution points and his retirement pension to exchange for a vast ocean of spirit stones, precious herbs, and spiritual pills, all of which had now become his power.

"Regrettably, though I cultivate without hindrance, I still have no clue regarding the matter of the embryonic Dao Fruit."

It was not that one only began to condense the embryonic Dao Fruit upon reaching the peak of the Tribulation Transmutation Stage; as long as one reached the Tribulation Transmutation Stage, it could be condensed, and after its condensation, one could still continue to cultivate, advancing the progress of the Tribulation Transmutation Stage, for the two did not impede one another.

It was merely that very few people condensed the embryonic Dao Fruit to become a half-immortal just as they entered the Tribulation Transmutation Stage.

The child Grand-Master had always yearned to condense the embryonic Dao Fruit, but lamentably, he had made no progress regarding the matter of the embryonic Dao Fruit.

"Hmm? Little Yun and Little Lu have arrived?" Sensing the two silhouettes at the entrance of Prisoners' Peak, the child Grand-Master descended to the ground, interrupting his cultivation, and went to welcome them with a jovial smile.

"Grand-Master, it has been a long time; Eldest Senior Sister and I have come to visit you." Lu Yang greeted him with great courtesy upon seeing the child Grand-Master, causing the child Grand-Master to laugh heartily, recognizing at a glance a child deeply beloved by his elders.

"Grand-Master." The Eldest Senior Sister nodded her head, which served as her salutation.

"Very well, what is this talk of a visit? I wager that the two of you coming to my place are definitely here to deliver a prisoner." The child Grand-Master merely looked like a child, but his temperament was entirely different, and he was perfectly clear in his mind.

"How could that be? Is it not that we felt Grand-Master was encountering a few difficulties in your cultivation, so we specially captured a top-tier cultivator from the Imperial City who can guide your cultivation for the long term?"

The prisoners of Prisoners' Peak, upon hearing that Lu Yang had captured another person, all craned their necks to peer outside, wishing to know what grand figure had been captured this time.

The grand figures with names and surnames within Prisoners' Peak all had more or less some connection to Lu Yang.

The child Grand-Master waved his hand: "What need is there for any top-tier cultivator to guide me? There are plenty of Tribulation Transmutation Stage cultivators within Prisoners' Peak, and even three half-immortals; that is quite enough."

"Speak, who was captured this time."

What great winds and waves had the child Grand-Master not witnessed? He had safely endured that chaotic era of the Nine Sons of the Single-Minded Sect; which of those nine little rascals had not been thoroughly tamed by him?

Back then, when the Daoist of No-Words and the others threw the Imperial City into an uproar, the commotion was grand enough, wasn't it? The sons of Ministers, the grandsons of the Right Prime Minister, princes, and imperial grandsons had all been swindled by the Daoist of No-Words and his lot, eventually escalating until several Ministers jointly petitioned, the Right and Left Prime Ministers aligned, and even the Xia Emperor of that time was startled.

Yet what of it? In the end, did it not rely upon him, Tang Shengyi, to step forward and settle the matter?

"Count him as half an immortal, I suppose." Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, speaking euphemistically, fearing that the reputation of the Great Yu State Master was too grand and would frighten the Grand-Master, which would be far too unfilial.

"Oh, a half-immortal." The child Grand-Master did not take it to heart; Prisoners' Peak already held three half-immortals, so what was one more?

Seeing that the child Grand-Master's psychological endurance was acceptable, Yun Zhi felt reassured, and she tore open a rift in space, retrieving the prisoner's three ethereal souls.

The prisoner's three ethereal souls and seven corporeal souls were separated, his spirit listless and dejected, his head hanging low.

"Who is this?" The child Grand-Master uttered a soft cry of surprise, always feeling this form looked familiar, as if he had seen a full-body portrait of him in some historical text.

He walked over and tilted his head up to look; right at that moment, the prisoner abruptly raised his head, locking eyes with the child Grand-Master!

The child Grand-Master was startled into a shudder, retreating several steps in rapid succession with heavy thuds, panting heavily, his spirit yet unsettled.

He was not startled by the prisoner's sudden raising of his head, but rather by the prisoner's countenance!

He pointed trembling fingers at the prisoner's soul, his vocal cords shaking.

"The, the Great Yu State Master, Guan Shanhai?!"

This was a genuine, bona fide immortal!

It was one thing for Prisoners' Peak to imprison half-immortals, since a half-immortal merely possessed an embryonic Dao Fruit more than he did, but an immortal was different; that was a supreme realm entirely transcending the Tribulation Transmutation Stage. How many immortals had there been throughout the ages?

He, a mere Tribulation Transmutation Stage cultivator, by what right could he watch over an immortal?

"The State Master?!"

The Daoist Master of All Laws' eyes nearly popped out—provided that a soul body possessed eyeballs.

He had never imagined in his wildest dreams that the peerless State Master would also fall into the hands of the Single-Minded Sect.

"Guan Shanhai, so you have your day as well!" Seeing his former rival reduced to a classmate, the Sovereign of Nightmares gloated, nearly dancing with joy.

The Venerable of Black and White, the Venerable of Profound Thunder, and the other Great Yu Tribulation Transmutation Stage cultivators all witnessed this scene in utter disbelief.

Wu Youdao appeared even more crestfallen and lost; originally, he had thought that even if he were reduced to a prisoner, as long as the State Master remained outside, there would always come a day when they would escape.

Now that hope was shattered, the entire army of the Great Yu was wiped out, confined within Prisoners' Peak.

In an instant, all order within Prisoners' Peak vanished, turning into a boiling cauldron of clamor, with everyone from top to bottom utterly shocked by the identity of the newly arrived prisoner.

"Grand-Master, do not be afraid; Guan Shanhai now has only three ethereal souls remaining, his strength sharply diminished, and moreover, he has been sealed by me, so he will absolutely not cause trouble or escape."

The child Grand-Master shook his head like a rattle, firmly refusing.

He truly had never witnessed such great winds and waves.

He hastily retrieved a spatial talisman from his robe and tore it open.

This was a talisman left to him by the Daoist Master of the Vast Ocean, who had said that if anything occurred, he should use this to contact him, and he would naturally come over.

Upon tearing the talisman, a spatial portal opened, and a figure slowly stepped out, looking left and right.

Seeing this, the child Grand-Master rushed forward to seek aid.

"Patriarch, this Prisoners' Peak cannot be managed; in the past, locking up a few Tribulation Transmutation Stage cultivators and a few half-immortals was one thing, but now even an immortal has arrived; this has exceeded the scope of this junior's capability."

"Why don't you, Patriarch, come and watch over Prisoners' Peak instead!"

The Daoist of Inherent Nature looked down at the child Grand-Master clutching his thigh, then raised his head to survey the prisoners of Prisoners' Peak.

Ultimately, he pointed at himself with hesitation.

"I watch over Prisoners' Peak?"

With his cultivation at the mid-Foundation Establishment Stage, was that not perhaps a bit too forced?

(End of Chapter)

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