Sect Heritage

At the summit of Purple Bamboo Peak, Gu Changge once again pinched between his fingers two clusters of World Origin, each shrouded in the boundless power of creation.

His gaze shifted toward two vital areas of the sect. With a flick of his finger, he sent them flying.

“Go.”

One cluster transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished deep into the Azure Cloud Secret Realm.

The other shot toward the heart of the Myriad Tribulations Battlefield.

Azure Cloud Secret Realm.

This place had originally been the sect’s finest blessed land—a vast realm stretching for millions of miles, where spiritual energy hung as thick as mist. It was already a sacred cultivation ground that outside cultivators could only dream of.

Yet the instant that strand of World Origin merged with the core of the secret realm—

Boom—!!!

A soundless thunderclap erupted at the level of the realm’s laws!

The heavens and earth began expanding at a frenzied pace!

Millions of miles, tens of millions, hundreds of millions…

The boundaries of space spread endlessly into the depths of chaos, as though an invisible giant hand were stretching open a painting. Its vastness and stability had already begun to take on the form of an independent minor world.

Above the firmament, the Great Dao manifested!

Countless dazzling chains of law descended from the void, clear beyond compare. They interwove into a vast web as the rumble of the Dao resounded, shaking the heavens.

The Dao’s profound mysteries, once obscure and difficult to comprehend, were now as clear as patterns on one’s palm.

More terrifying still was the spiritual energy.

The spiritual mist that had filled the realm was instantly compressed and condensed, transforming into a gentle rain of spiritual liquid. It then gathered into rivers before ultimately forming a spiritual sea that covered the entire world!

The spiritual energy was so dense that it was nearly solidifying into spirit crystals. A single breath was equivalent to months of hard cultivation in the outside world!

A single portion of World Origin was enough to restore the entire Profound Yellow Great World to the height of its ancient golden age.

And Gu Changge had poured an entire portion into the Azure Cloud Secret Realm!

The effect was nothing short of heaven-defying, capable of granting endless creation and completely rewriting one’s fate!

“Huh?!”

“What is this?!”

Throughout the secret realm, disciples and elders who had been cultivating in seclusion were awakened by the earth-shaking changes. Even the five ancestors cultivating in the deepest part of the realm were jolted awake.

“My cultivation is surging! My bottleneck has shattered!”

“Mine too! The barrier to the Saint Realm is as fragile as paper! And my Dao foundation has actually become even more stable! How is this possible?!”

Cries of astonishment and delighted exclamations rang out from every corner of the secret realm.

Countless auras rose like bamboo shoots after spring rain, surging upward as one breakthrough followed another. Yet their foundations were incomparably solid, without the slightest trace of instability, as though they had already been tempered for centuries or millennia.

At the core of the secret realm, where the five ancestors were cultivating in seclusion—

Boom!

Five auras, each like a sleeping volcano, erupted with astonishing force and shot into the sky. The newly formed sea of spiritual energy was stirred into towering waves.

The First Ancestor abruptly opened his eyes. There was no delight on his face. Instead, he looked as though he had seen a ghost. Frantically, he tried to suppress the vast, surging power that roared within him and seemed ready to burst out of his body.

“Good heavens! What’s going on?! Why is my cultivation rising on its own?! Stop! Stop right now!”

The Third Patriarch was equally horrified, his beard sticking straight up.

“I can’t suppress it! I simply can’t! This spiritual energy and Dao resonance are far too overbearing. They’re pushing my cultivation toward the peak of the Quasi-Emperor Realm! I haven’t even tempered myself to perfection yet!”

The Fourth Patriarch, the Fifth Patriarch, and the others were shouting even more wildly. Their usual immortal bearing had vanished without a trace. One by one, they staggered about like drunkards who had stepped onto a live wire, waving their arms as they struggled to control the power running rampant through their bodies.

“Mine too! I’m going to burst!”

“The Dao foundation! Watch the Dao foundation! Ahhh! I can’t control it!”

Seeing that the five ancestors were about to lose control of their Dao foundations—and all dignity as well—because of this sudden and overly blissful predicament, Gu Changge, who had taken in the entire scene from Purple Bamboo Peak, twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

After a brief moment of thought, as though he had remembered something, he reached into the void.

An ancient stone tower no larger than his palm appeared in his hand. It radiated an aura capable of suppressing the ages and testing the countless heavens.

The tower was mottled with age and had nine levels. Each one seemed to reflect the images of countless heavenly prodigies battling one another.

“The Heavenly Prodigy Tower. I nearly forgot about you,” Gu Changge muttered.

He had obtained the Myriad Ancient Heavenly Prodigy Tower through a sign-in reward and placed it on Purple Bamboo Peak for use.

Later, he had signed in and obtained several more Heavenly Prodigy Towers, which he had casually tossed into a corner of the system to gather dust.

Now, one of them was finally coming in handy.

With a slight shake of his wrist, the small Heavenly Prodigy Tower transformed into a streak of light and shot into the Azure Cloud Secret Realm. It expanded rapidly as it flew.

In an instant, it became a towering nine-story structure that connected heaven and earth. It descended with a thunderous crash into the center of the sea of spiritual energy, its gate opening wide as it radiated boundless battle intent and majesty.

Then Gu Changge reached out through the air, gently grabbed something, and tossed it.

The five ancestors, who were struggling against their rapidly rising cultivation, suddenly felt an irresistible yet gentle force envelop their bodies. Their vision blurred.

“Huh?!”

“Who?!”

“Changge?!”

Amid their startled cries, the five figures were tossed with astonishing accuracy into the open gate of the Heavenly Prodigy Tower, as though they were nothing more than sandbags.

At the same time, Gu Changge’s calm voice rang in their ears through a transmission.

“Ancestors, this tower can manifest projections of Great Emperors in the same realm for you to temper yourselves against. Go inside. Once you’ve fought enough, your foundations will naturally become perfect, and your realms will naturally stabilize.”

The tower’s gate slammed shut.

The next moment—

“Ahhh!”

“Is that a Great Emperor projection?! Ouch! Don’t hit my face!”

“My lower back! Changge, you should have given us some warning!”

From within the Heavenly Prodigy Tower came the furious shouts of the ancestors, mixed with cries of pain and excitement, along with the sounds of violent energy collisions.

Gu Changge withdrew his divine sense from the Azure Cloud Secret Realm and shifted his awareness elsewhere.

The Myriad Tribulations Battlefield.

With the integration of the second portion of World Origin, this ancient battlefield, created for life-and-death trials, also underwent a fundamental transformation.

Space was reinforced layer by layer, making it capable of withstanding even more terrifying energy impacts. The battlefield’s murderous aura merged with the Dao resonances of heaven and earth, giving rise to even more perilous forbidden zones and illusory realms—yet ones of far greater value for tempering cultivators.

In the depths of certain battlefields, imprints of law containing ancient battle intent even began to condense. Cultivators who entered those places felt as though they could resonate with ancient heroic spirits and comprehend the purest path of slaughter.

From this day forward, this place would become a true crucible for the strong and a land of boundless opportunity.

Only after completing all of this did Gu Changge give a slight nod. His calm gaze turned toward the boundless void, as though he were examining the sect foundation he had personally raised to an entirely new height.

The Azure Cloud Secret Realm had become a supreme land of creation.

The Myriad Tribulations Battlefield had transformed into an unparalleled whetstone.

At this moment, the foundation of the Azure Profound Sect had completely surpassed the limits that every sect in the history of the Profound Yellow Realm had ever imagined.

Elsewhere, Xuanyangzi was handling sect affairs when he suddenly sensed the changes in heaven and earth. He raised his head and looked outside.

The dense spiritual energy was no longer a flowing breeze. It now possessed tangible weight, transforming into pale golden spiritual mist that settled heavily around his body.

With every breath, it felt as though he were swallowing the purest spiritual pill. Without even circulating his cultivation technique, an indescribably comfortable warmth spread through his limbs and bones.

Suddenly, he sensed something. Without lingering, his figure transformed into a streak of light and sped toward the Azure Cloud Secret Realm.