"You want to go to the Perfected Lord’s bedchamber?"
Watching Lü Yang erge from the palace, clearly finished with his conversation with Yu Zhou, Minor tal couldn’t help but feel a twitch in his eye. He eyed Lü Yang with suspicion.
After all, this Demon Dragon’s reputation in the Dao Court was notorious—sowing chaos in the imperial harem, sleeping in the Dragon Bed... it all pointed to a dragon’s inherent nature being... well. In any case, for him to suddenly suggest going to World Purger Fei Xue’s bedchamber at a ti like this... ’Surely he isn’t harboring so ill intent, right?’
Seeing this, Lü Yang was instantly furious.
’What’s with that look? Who do you think you’re looking down on!’
’Am I, Lü Yang, the kind of person who can’t tell right from wrong, so absurd, debauched fiend? To this day, my heart has been filled with nothing but cultivation, with no other distracting thoughts whatsoever!’
Seeing his reaction, Minor tal raised an eyebrow.
"You’re serious?"
Lü Yang looked exasperated. "I am!"
"Then let’s go."
Minor tal nodded briskly and led Lü Yang to a spot on Holy Fire Cliff. It was a place of breathtaking beauty, with clear waters and verdant mountains, like a paradise secluded from the mortal world.
"This is..."
Gazing at the scene before him, Lü Yang’s eyebrows suddenly twitched. He wasn’t seeing this for the first ti; he had seen it long ago.
Sure enough, in the next mont, Minor tal spoke a na that made Lü Yang feel a pang of nostalgia. "This is the Abyssal Assembly Map. It is a Treasure of Fruit Position that the Perfected Lord refined from the Fruit of Gully-Rill Water. She uses it as her place for secluded cultivation, and it is normally sealed off from both the inside and out."
The Abyssal Assembly Map!
Back when Lü Yang participated in the Qi Refining Battle for the Dao, World Purger Fei Xue had bestowed this very Treasure of Fruit Position. He never expected to see it again.
But Lü Yang made no move to step forward.
In his Spiritual Space, the Coiling Dragon Root and the Rise and Fall—one an Ability, the other a Profound Mystery—stirred in unison, triggering his Spiritual Sense and sounding a warning.
’There’s danger...’
At the sa ti, Minor tal continued to explain, "The Perfected Lord is proud and haughty. She once said that only two kinds of people in this world can enter her place of seclusion."
"The first, of course, are those she invites."
"The second are those who are strong enough."
After speaking, Minor tal stood before the Abyssal Assembly Map. Spirit Light flared, coalescing into a Round Mirror that hung high in the air.
It had no fra, just a bright, clear mirror, like the sun or moon. Lü Yang stood to the side, observing it with his Divine Sense, yet he couldn’t fathom its depths. He felt his Divine Sense fall upon the mirror’s surface and vanish like a stone in the ocean, impossible to grasp, as if the mirror contained a vast, Boundless world of Creation.
’A True Treasure corresponding to the Fruit of Gully-Rill Water!’
Lü Yang understood. ’Not just a True Treasure, but its grade... is incredibly high! Even higher than the Sea Commanding Conch the Old Dragon Monarch gave back then.’
"This treasure is called the Celestial Saint Gazing Profound Mirror."
Minor tal said in a low voice, "This treasure is wondrous. It can capture the image of a person it reflects, creating a copy within the mirror whose Cultivation, combat power, Spiritual Treasures, and other abilities are identical to the original."
"If you want to go to the Perfected Lord’s chambers, you must first pass under this mirror."
At this, Minor tal sounded a bit helpless. "For a Foundation Establishnt Lower Cultivator such as myself, every ti we pass under this mirror, we must first fight a battle against the Perfected Lord within it."
"The Perfected Lord in the mirror is a past image she left behind."
"During Combat, her Cultivation Realm will be adjusted to the sa level as yours. In such a fight, you must hold out for the ti it takes an incense stick to burn to be granted an audience with the Perfected Lord."
Hearing this, Lü Yang stroked his chin.
’At first, I only suspected it, but now I’m certain... the entrance to that disordered history must be inside World Purger Fei Xue’s chambers!’
The reason was simple:
’A Perfected Lord, and a Saint Sect True Monarch at that, on the verge of entering seclusion from the world—why would she leave a True Treasure behind in the Current World unless there was a special reason?’
This was true not just for the Saint Sect, but for most other Perfected Lords as well.
The only exception was True Monarch Chengtian Zhengde, who left a clone and a matching True Treasure in the Ye Family Territory, but that was because his ti was running out.
But World Purger Fei Xue had no such longevity issues. If there was really sothing valuable inside her bedchamber, she could have just taken it all with her when she went into seclusion. Why leave a True Treasure behind to seal it from both inside and out? After thinking it through, the only possibility was that she was unable to take what was inside with her!
The True Treasure she left behind was also very interesting.
With World Purger Fei Xue’s combat prowess, acclaid as "the first in Combat in five thousand years," this True Treasure could be considered unbreakable now that she was in seclusion.
Thinking of this, Lü Yang suddenly felt eager to try.
After all, in the world today, he was essentially invincible. Only the Demon-Vanquishing Perfected could fight him, but that would be a spar at most, never a battle to the death.
Now, however, was different.
’The profound image inside the True Treasure has no fear of death. It doesn’t matter even if I blast it to pieces. It’s the perfect whetstone to test my combat abilities.’
With this thought, Lü Yang imdiately strode forward.
The instant he stepped under the mirror, the world around him changed, as if suddenly shrouded in a thin mist, becoming illusory.
Imdiately after, a plu of smoke and clouds slowly drifted up.
TAP, TAP, TAP...
Before long, the lodious sound of footsteps echoed from within the smoke, and a phantom figure appeared, gradually growing clearer with the passing of ti.
Only when the smoke dissipated did the figure’s true appearance reveal itself. She was an elegant woman in a palace gown, with a graceful bearing, exquisite features, and skin fairer than frost or snow. However, the mont she flashed a smile, that elegance vanished, replaced by the savage aura of a wild beast.
It was none other than World Purger Fei Xue!
Lü Yang could see clearly that, just like him, her Qi trace was restrained, Returning to the Truth. They were both in the profound state of Peak Foundation Establishnt.
However, in the next second, sothing unexpected happened:
"Interesting."
The World Purger Fei Xue who had erged from the smoke looked Lü Yang up and down and, to his surprise, spoke. "Fruit of Celestial Fire? It seems you’ve co for the forbidden."
’It’s sentient!’
Lü Yang’s eyebrows rose slightly. He instantly understood that World Purger Fei Xue, just like Ang Xiao, had deliberately split off a sliver of her Divine Sense in the Current World and hidden it within this True Treasure.
Given her level of Cultivation and her knowledge of the disordered history’s existence, it wasn’t surprising that she could guess his purpose.
Therefore, Lü Yang nodded frankly. "Senior is perceptive. This junior indeed wishes to travel to that disordered place. Might the Perfected Lord be willing to open a convenient gate?"
"I can."
Hearing this, World Purger Fei Xue grinned, licked her lips, and looked at Lü Yang as if he were a delicious feast, her voice full of interest.
"Beat , and I’ll give you anything you want."
At this, she seed to recall sothing and added softly, "Your innate talent is very high. Otherwise, the Ancestral Master wouldn’t have given you this opportunity."
"...What opportunity?" Lü Yang asked, curious.
"The opportunity to enter that forbidden place and Deprive its source, of course."
"Strengthening your own source before becoming a Perfected Lord is of great benefit to your cultivation after becoming one."
World Purger Fei Xue chuckled. "Otherwise, how do you think I rose up back then, fighting a Mid-phase opponent at the Early Stage of Golden Core? Do you really think it was all thanks to my talent?"
As soon as she said this, Lü Yang’s eyes narrowed.
’This place of disordered history... has such a miraculous effect?!’
’So that old fossil from the Saint Sect arranged for to co here not as part of so other sche to screw over, but to give a great opportunity?’
’Could it be that I’ve misunderstood the Saint Sect Ancestral Master?’
’No way, right?’
User Comments
0 comments from readers