"Junior Brother Changge..."
Xuanyangzi's voice choked with emotion as he bowed deeply to Gu Changge.
"The sect's achievements today are entirely due to your efforts! As your senior brother... on behalf of the entire sect, I thank you!"
Seeing this, the newly advanced Saints immediately restrained their excitement. With solemn expressions, they respectfully bowed to Gu Changge in unison, "Thank you, Junior Brother Gu, for your help in this!"
They knew very well that without Gu Changge, it would have been absolutely impossible for them to break through so smoothly, or perhaps even have any hope of stepping into this realm at all.
Gu Changge turned slightly sideways, not accepting their full bow, and said calmly, "It is entirely due to the profound accumulation of you senior brothers that success came naturally. A prosperous and powerful sect is our shared desire."
His gaze swept over the soaring Saint Realm auras before him. Feeling the explosive surge in the overall destiny of the Azure Profound Sect, he gave a slight nod.
Then, he raised his right hand lightly, and an ancient, simple tea set materialized out of thin air.
He took out a few Enlightenment Tea leaves, which were shaped like dragon scales and gleamed with a metallic luster, and dropped them into the purple clay teapot.
As spiritual spring water was poured in, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and Daoist rhythms swirled. Six white jade teacups automatically floated in the air. The tea liquid, resembling amber, gave off an aura that brought profound tranquility to the mind.
"You have just attained the Saint Realm; it is the perfect time to calm your minds and comprehend the Dao."
Gu Changge flicked his sleeve, and the six teacups turned into streaks of light, flying precisely in front of Shi Wanshan and the other five newly advanced Saints.
"Drinking this tea will help you senior brothers consolidate your realms."
Seeing this tea, the eyes of Shi Wanshan and the others immediately lit up.
They were too familiar with this aura; this was precisely Junior Brother Gu's unique Enlightenment Tea!
"Hahaha, thank you, Junior Brother!"
Shi Wanshan was the first to take it. Without standing on ceremony, he downed it in one gulp, smacked his lips, and said, "Still the same taste! Every time I drink it, I feel my comprehension of the Great Dao becomes exceptionally clear!"
The other Peak Masters also wore expressions of deep enjoyment. One after another, they sat cross-legged. Saintly radiance swirled around them, and their auras became deep and heavy at a visible rate.
At this point, the top-tier combat power of the Azure Profound Sect had undergone a qualitative leap.
Thirteen Saints. This force was enough to possess true authority and the power of self-preservation in this era of great conflict.
Xuanyangzi looked at the scene before him, his heart overflowing with even greater pride and gratitude.
He secretly glanced at Gu Changge, and the thought of proposing marriage surfaced again: From now on, when proposing to the Holy Lands, our confidence will be even stronger, hehe!
Deep within the secret realm, the five Patriarchs who had been watching this place could finally no longer hold back.
The first to speak was the Third Patriarch, his voice carrying uncontrollable ecstasy and boldness.
"Good! Excellent! Six little brats becoming Saints at the same time! Heaven blesses our Azure Profound Sect! Hahaha! At this rate, dominating the Eastern Region is just around the corner!"
Following that, the First Patriarch's aged yet deeply gratified voice slowly rang out, carrying a trace of imperceptible sentiment.
"The younger generation is formidable, truly formidable... For the sect to prosper to such an extent, this old man's heart is greatly comforted."
However, after the gratification, his tone carried a faint sense of urgency, one that even he felt slightly embarrassed about.
"However... these little brats are all Saints now. If we old fellows remain stuck at the late stages of the Saint Realm...
Ahem, although we still have the status of Patriarchs, in terms of strength, we really must... ahem... raise it a bit more to look the part. Otherwise, won't we be outshined by the juniors when we go out?"
The Fourth Patriarch's voice rang out with a laugh: "Big Brother, are you feeling provoked? But then again, the pressure is indeed quite high.
In the past, we thought becoming a Saint was the peak, and we could finally relax. Now, looking at it, there is still a path above the Saint Realm. We old bones can't be too comfortable either."
The Fifth Patriarch, who was the most straightforward, sighed and said: "Alas, isn't that the truth! We used to be the ones protecting them, but now they are about to surpass us. This old face... is starting to feel a bit ashamed!"
Hearing the distant murmurs of the Patriarchs, Gu Changge chuckled lightly. He turned to Xuanyangzi beside him and said calmly, "Senior Brother, now that matters here are settled, let's go see the Patriarchs."
Xuanyangzi quickly nodded: "We absolutely should!"
With a flicker of their figures, the two appeared before the Enlightenment Terrace at the very core of the secret realm.
Seeing Gu Changge, the five Patriarchs all revealed genuine smiles on their faces.
The First Patriarch was the first to stand up. Stroking his beard, he smiled and said, "Changge, you're here. The idle chatter of us old fellows just now must have made you laugh."
Gu Changge stepped onto the Enlightenment Terrace and gave a slight nod to the five Patriarchs. "You Patriarchs have toiled for the sect your entire lives, always keeping the sect's future in your hearts. I deeply admire that."
His gaze swept over the five Patriarchs, whose auras were profound yet carried a hidden sense of bottleneck, and he continued in a peaceful tone, "The path of cultivation is inherently like sailing against the current.
You Patriarchs have deep foundations. Now that the sect has taken on a new look, with the blessing of destiny, it is the perfect time to take another step forward from the very peak."
He pondered for a moment, then flipped his palm. A radiant light flashed, and six small jade bottles appeared out of thin air. Inside five of the jade bottles, a liquid exuding an indescribably pure Daoist rhythm flowed slowly; it was the Connate Spiritual Marrow.
In the sixth jade bottle, six drops of liquid were suspended. They were as crimson as blood diamonds, containing majestic vitality essence like a sea of stars. In every drop, it seemed as if billions of runes were being born and destroyed, exuding a pressure that would make even Saints palpitate.
This was precisely the Great Emperor's essence blood that he had refined using supreme methods, stripping away all personal marks and traces of the Great Dao, leaving only the purest origin energy.
"This Connate Spiritual Marrow can help the five Patriarchs cleanse your Saint Origins, consolidate your foundations, and yield twice the result with half the effort when comprehending the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth."
"As for these six drops..." He held up the last jade bottle. "They are a few drops of essence blood I obtained by chance. There are no longer any marks of Dao or Law within them, only the purest vitality energy and life origin.
The five Patriarchs and Senior Brother Xuanyangzi can each take one drop and slowly refine it to help you rapidly break through to higher realms."
His gaze swept over the crowd, his tone peaceful yet carrying a hint of solemnity. "However, external power is ultimately just external power.
These resources can only pave the way for you and reduce the time needed for accumulation. But breakthroughs in realms, the comprehension of the Dao, and the tempering of the state of mind still depend on yourselves. How far you can go on your future path will ultimately depend on you Patriarchs."
Looking at the jade bottles suspended in the air, emitting a tempting glow, and feeling the pure energy within them that far exceeded their imaginations, the five Patriarchs and Xuanyangzi were all stunned, their breathing almost coming to a halt.
Especially the flawless blood essence transformed from the six drops of the Great Emperor's essence blood. Just sensing a trace of its aura made their Saint Origins tremble and their vitality boil, as if they had seen a shortcut to a higher level!
The First Patriarch fell silent for a moment, his voice carrying a hint of trembling and incomparable solemnity.
"Changge... such divine items... are too precious!"
Xuanyangzi was also at a loss for what to do. Looking at the drop of flawless blood essence that belonged to him, he felt as if he were dreaming.
Gu Changge smiled faintly. "Resources are meant to be used by people. If you are strong, the sect is strong. Take them, and refine them as soon as possible. Do not waste this opportunity."
"Good! Good!" The First Patriarch's voice was resolute and decisive, filled with unprecedented determination.
"Changge, we shall engrave this kindness in our hearts! We will not disappoint you! Old brothers, what are we waiting for? Enter seclusion! Refine! If we cannot break through this time, what face do we have to call ourselves patriarchs!"
"To seclusion!"
"Let's go all out!"
"If I don't break through this time, I'm never coming out of seclusion!"
Deep within the secret realm, the auras of the five patriarchs instantly surged with unbridled excitement and absolute resolve. The ferocity with which they threw themselves into seclusion put even the fiery blood of youths to shame.
Xuanyangzi also carefully stored away his own drop of Great Emperor essence blood, his face flushed red with sheer excitement.
Gu Changge looked at the patriarchs and the sect master, who were suddenly fired up and motivated like never before, and shook his head with a smile.
It seemed that from top to bottom, the entire Qingxuan Sect was truly about to enter an era of relentless grinding.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
