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Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 298 - 279: The 14th World: Guangyuan Four Immortals!
It's rare to have two months of free time.
Lu Qingfeng sorted out and smoothed over various trivial matters one by one.
In the Illusion Wave Sea, with Dutian Ghost Generals on guard, any disturbance is immediately reported, ensuring no unforeseen events. Within a five hundred li radius of Fiery Fire Island, Lu Qingfeng had laid down a net-like array, such that even a Jiedan True Man would not dare to sneak in without making a sound.
Lu Qingfeng hung up a 'Do Not Disturb' sign, remaining in 'seclusion'.
Given the reputation and prestige of the Fiery Fire Wanderer nowadays, it's unlikely that any cultivator below the Jiedan level would dare to intrude uninvited. Even a Jiedan True Man would definitely not offend the combat-capable Fiery Fire Wanderer who is on par with Jiupan Po and has mastered both Alchemy and Artifact Refining up to the fifth grade.
Fiery Fire Island was safe and sound.
Lu Qingfeng had no need to show his face.
Only occasionally did he refine a fifth-order magical artifact or a furnace of fifth-order spirit pills to maintain the presence of a fifth-order alchemist. Or he would sell some Mingqing Spirit Water to accumulate spirit stones.
The former wholly depended on his will, mainly to expand his network of contacts, and those qualified to request his craftsmanship in refining artifacts or alchemy were either Solid Pill real persons or Void Core real persons with high qualifications and potential.
All others were disregarded.
As for spirit stones,
with something like the Dutian Xuanming Strategy, a gluttonous eater of spirit stones, more is naturally better.
Quietly accumulating,
awaiting the moment to soar to the heavens.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Liu Guang and Half Moon, the two masters mentioned by Gu Bu Yan, jointly arrived.
Lu Qingfeng was in attendance, accompanied by the two masters, full of 'joy' and feeling as if he had 'benefited immensely'.
Three days later.
After the two left, he had finally dealt with the matter.
Lu Qingfeng, holding the 'Spirit-cutting Jade Talisman', hurried to the Dharma Transmission Hall.
...
Dharma Transmission Hall.
Like the other halls of the Xuanyuan Sect, it was located on Xuanyuan Peak, occupying a not small area.
Lu Qingfeng walked briskly, heading towards a particular area of the Dharma Transmission Hall.
A secular disciple of the Dharma Transmission Hall led the way in front.
The entire journey was silent.
When they reached an ancient stone house, the secular disciple stopped, pointing ahead and saying, "This is the entrance to the First Secret Realm. Once Brother Lu enters, the Master will naturally guide you into the secret realm."
"Thank you."
Lu Qingfeng expressed his gratitude to the secular disciple and walked towards the stone house.
The stone house was not large.
It was about the same size as the Black Wood House where he and his siblings had once lived in Black Wood Village.
Inside the stone house, a youth sat cross-legged. He was dressed in a thin Qing robe, with a calm and indifferent expression. One glance from a common passerby would bring a sense of peace to their heart, without stirring any ripples.
When Lu Qingfeng looked over, his pupils immediately constricted, and a thought flashed through his mind—
"In his prime he wore regal robes with pride, now as a youth he wears but a thin Qing robe!"
Not daring to be negligent, he immediately went forward and bowed, saying, "Disciple Lu Qingfeng, greets Senior Master Zhuang."
The Xuanyuan Sect's disciples were ranked based on their date of entry, cultivation level, and lineage.
Although Lu Qingfeng was a disciple of Gu Bu Yan, who was of very high status within the Xuanyuan Sect, with only two Supreme Elders of the same generation as Gu Bu Yan, theoretically, according to Gu Bu Yan, Lu Qingfeng would even rank higher than many leaders and chief disciples.
Obviously, this was not possible.
Lu Qingfeng had joined the sect later on and only demonstrated Foundation Establishment level cultivation, he could not accept being called 'Uncle-Master' or 'Junior Brother' by Jiedan True Men. Thus, he was ranked on the same level as the true inheritors, a generation below chief disciples like Zhou Huayu and Weng Shaoqing.
The person in front of him, called 'Zhuang Bie', appeared youthful but was actually the master of one of the Dharma Transmission Hall's halls—
'Green Robed Guest' Zhuang Bie!
Lu Qingfeng had heard that this Senior Master Zhuang, once a monarch in the mortal realm, wearing the imperial robe and wielding the power of life and death over his subjects, later yearned for longevity and joined the Xuanyuan Sect at the age of forty-three. Surprisingly, he surpassed his predecessors and advanced rapidly, achieving Core Formation.
Such talent is truly extraordinary and heaven-sent.
It is said that his true rise to prominence was within the First Secret Realm of the Dharma Transmission Hall. After becoming the master of the Dharma Transmission Hall, he personally guarded the entrance to the secret realm and meditated on the Dao. Both inside and outside of the Xuanyuan Sect, there are speculations that Zhuang Bie's strength may be no less than that of the 'Hua Mei Sword' Weng Shaoqing.
Unassuming.
Yet no one dares to underestimate him.
"You, lad, have finally decided to come."
Zhuang Bie opened his eyes, his gaze as serene as still water.
Lu Qingfeng could sense a hint of a smile in them, filled with an appreciative look.
"Disciple—"
Lu Qingfeng chuckled sheepishly.
Knowing that Zhuang Bie was teasing him.
Others, upon receiving the Dharma Transmission Hall's Jade Talisman, could hardly wait to come here. But Lu Qingfeng, after receiving it, disappeared for a full seven years. Even this time, he wouldn't have come if not for Gu Bu Yan's reminder. As the master of the Dharma Transmission Hall, Zhuang Bie could not help but tease Lu Qingfeng upon seeing him.
Seeing Lu Qingfeng's expression, Zhuang Bie didn't say much more but smilingly said, "Hand over the Jade Talisman."
Lu Qingfeng quickly took out the Jade Talisman and passed it over.
Without seeing Zhuang Bie move, the Jade Talisman disappeared out of thin air. Immediately afterward, Zhuang Bie waved his sleeve towards Lu Qingfeng, who felt a gentle force envelop him, whisking him away towards a mysterious place.
The stone house in front of him vanished.
Zhuang Bie in front of him also vanished.
Only a clear voice echoed by his ear—
"The opportunity to enter the First Secret Realm is rare; you may stay within for three months, make good use of it."
The voice faded.
Lu Qingfeng felt the world spinning around him, and suddenly he was in a strange land.
...
"The First Secret Realm."
Lu Qingfeng steadied himself, looked around, and saw that there was no sign of human life or activity.
Mountains stacked upon each other, picturesque rivers and streams; it was indeed a fine realm for leisurely visits and enjoyment. But as his feet touched the ground, he could feel mysterious vibrations emanating from it. Looking further afield, on the cliff faces, there were handprints of varying sizes and depths arrayed in a pattern.
At first glance, the myriad of handprints seemed to strike at once, making one's Divine Soul tremble.
Yet, these were not the most shocking things.
Lu Qingfeng raised his head.
Above the horizon, within the Void, it seemed formless, yet as if there was a splendid canopy covering the heavens. All living beings beneath it felt as though they were being suppressed by a thousandfold mountains, unable to move freely.
"Daluo Cave Temple."
Lu Qingfeng's eyes sparkled with spirit light as he looked up at the sky once more.
This glance.
He felt as if there was a giant outside of the Celestial Cycle, with a palm covering the sun and the sky, forcefully descending from the horizon, causing the earth to cave in countless fathoms deep and separating a vast territory from the land.
"Is this the origin of the First Secret Realm?"
Lu Qingfeng stared at the seemingly invisible handprint in the sky, pondering. Observing this handprint, with Lu Qingfeng's experience, he speculated that the giant must be at least at the Mahayana True Immortal Realm. He wondered what kind of great battle it encountered to separate this piece of land.
At first glance, it seemed destructive.
In reality, a single palm strike encapsulated a lifetime of enlightenment, which then transformed into an inheritance and evolved into a secret realm.
"One Skill Derives All Skills."
"Most of the techniques in the Xuanyuan Sect were derived from this handprint and the secrets within the realm."
Lu Qingfeng gazed at the horizon—
[Technique: Xuanyuan Spirit-Slaying Handprint]
[Grade: Super-level]
[Description: Inherited from the Upper Realm Immortals, Xuanyuan Sect was fortunate to obtain it, founded the sect with it]
"Just for super-level."
Lu Qingfeng glanced over.
He found a spot to sit cross-legged, pretending to ponder, but in reality, he was meditating and cultivating Qi. Such trivial super-level techniques were not worth his time. Better to take this opportunity to properly cultivate.
...
Outside the secret realm.
In the stone house.
Zhuang Bie closed his eyes, noticing that within the secret realm, Lu Qingfeng did not delay a moment and began to meditate and ponder.
"I thought you, lad, had such good fortune that you wouldn't care about the Great Method of our Xuanyuan Sect," Zhuang Bie opened his eyes.
Outside the stone house.
A spiritual crane rode the wind and then transformed into a breeze that entered Zhuang Bie's ear.
"Where Uncle Master Ancestor instructs is naturally the best spot. Concentrate and ponder, and you can easily master a middle-level technique. How much you can comprehend from the secret realm will depend on your perception," Zhuang Bie said quietly.
As he spoke, the spiritual energy of the void vibrated, and streams of spiritual energy wove themselves into a palm-sized immortal crane that flapped its wings and soared towards the setting sun peak.
Afterward.
Zhuang Bie shook his head, "The lifelong hopes of the Uncle Master Ancestor are all placed on this boy. He'd better not disappoint."
With that, Zhuang Bie's aura retracted, blending into the void, sinking into a motionless sit.
Inside and outside the secret realm.
Time passed.
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[Name: Lu Qingfeng]
[Cultivation: None]
[Life Span: 16/68]
[Root Bone: 4]
"Ha ha!"
"It finally changed!"
Black Star Realm.
Garbage Star.
Lu Qingfeng walked out of the Rebirth Pool and looked at his attributes again, unable to contain his joy.
Carrying just a little root bone and reincarnating for thirteen generations in the "Primordial" was truly frustrating. Now in reality, having successfully changed his root bone, he could finally shake off the minor root bone in the game as well, accelerating the early stages of cultivation.
"The fourteenth generation."
Lu Qingfeng looked around.
After sixteen years, Azure Dragon River was still turbulent, but the terrain along the riverbank had changed due to the continuous pouring of discarded magic artifacts.
"Garbage Star undergoes a cycle every four thousand eight hundred years. Before my reincarnation, there were two hundred and twenty years until the next cycle."
"Calculating."
"There are now two hundred and four years left until the Two Pole Universe Light Disk appears."
Lu Qingfeng calculated the time and thought to himself, "First, cultivate."
In a flash.
Two hundred years passed.
...
Fengyue Star.
Previously for ten thousand years, Upper Origin Palace, Great Xumi Mountain, and Qingyun Sect dominated.
Bearing down upon innumerable sects and many cultivators atop the stars, none could surpass them.
More than seven hundred years ago.
The founding master of Guangyuan Immortal Sect, Guangyuan Wanderer, appeared suddenly, traversed the stars, and overshadowed the Three Sects with unparalleled might.
The Three Sects felt threatened.
Together with the many sects, clans, and loose cultivators of Fengyue Star, they joined forces to confront the 'Master Guangyuan' branded as a demon.
With his great power, Master Guangyuan managed to resist the Three Sects.
However, being outnumbered, he was eventually captured by Yue Qinghan, the Supreme Elder of Upper Origin Palace who had long since passed away in meditation, using Upper Origin Palace's supreme treasure, the Eight Sceneries Tower, to suppress him.
After another five hundred years.
No trace of Master Guangyuan was heard.
Many cultivators on Fengyue Star even forgot the 'Guangyuan Demon' who once terrified the star.
Unexpectedly.
Two hundred and eighteen years ago.
After being suppressed under the Eight Sceneries Tower for five hundred years, Master Guangyuan made a stunning reappearance.
His Great Divine Power, the Five-Colored Divine Light, could sweep away any material object, successively taking Upper Origin Palace's supreme treasures, Eight Sceneries Tower and Great You Circle, and then went to Great Xumi Mountain to steal the supreme treasures, Purple Gold Bowl and Demon Suppressing Golden Ring, as well as taking the Two Qi Rings from Qingyun Sect.
The Three Sects raged.
Facing the invincible Master Guangyuan, they fell into despair.
After seizing the treasures, Master Guangyuan bestowed them upon his four disciples and vanished without a trace. In the decades that followed, the individuals formerly known as the 'Fengyue Four Demons,' now revered as the 'Guangyuan Four Immortals' - Lin Feng, Lin Ye, Wen Guang, and Zhang Yanng - rose to prominence together.
'Vulture' Lin Feng wielded the former treasure of Upper Origin Palace, the Eight Sceneries Tower, commanded the Fire Crow Daoist Soldiers, defeated many True Men from Upper Origin Palace, even capturing Yue Yu and Ling Yun, two Golden Core Experts of Upper Origin Palace, suppressing them within the Eight Sceneries Tower.
He declared he would suppress them for five hundred years as vengeance for his master's ordeal.
'Sword Demon' Lin Ye, armed with Qingyun Sect's treasure Two Qi Rings, fought alone against the seven peak leaders of Upper Origin Palace and prevailed.
With assistance from his brother Lin Feng, seven great True Men of Qingyun Sect were subdued and suppressed within the Eight Sceneries Tower.
Denied release for five hundred years.
'Fisherman' Zhang Yanng wielded Great Xumi Mountain's supreme treasures, the Purple Gold Bowl and Demon Suppressing Golden Ring, to single-handedly fight the various divine monks of Great Xumi Mountain. He captured Wuxiang Divine Monk, Smiling Face Divine Monk, along with a newly emerged Divine Monk, trapping them inside the Eight Sceneries Tower.
As for the Kutuo Monk, he had already passed away before Master Guangyuan broke free of the seal.
Thus, he avoided the torment of five hundred years of suppression.
In this way.
The Three Sects first lost their supreme treasures and then their top experts were captured, swiftly declining.
Seizing the opportunity, the four brothers, Lin Feng and company, established Guangyuan Immortal Sect, venerating Guangyuan Wanderer as the Founding Master. Lin Feng and the other three senior disciples led Guangyuan Immortal Sect, each with divine powers and supreme treasures at their side, unrivaled on Fengyue Star.
Fengyue Four Demons.
Transformed in a flash to be revered as—
'Guangyuan Four Immortals.'
Since then.
The era of the Three Sects ended.
Fengyue Star moved from a tripartite stand-off to a single dominant force with a hundred flowers vying for attention.
In the blink of an eye.
Two hundred and eighteen years had passed since Master Guangyuan broke free from the seal.
And one hundred and forty-eight years had passed since the establishment of Guangyuan Immortal Sect.
Guangyuan Immortal Sect thrived.
The four Immortals of the sect reigned supreme, suppressing the stars.
With Fire Crow and Water Clan Daoist Soldiers, land and water territories were subdued. Disciples within the sect continued to grow and with a single call, Jiedan True Men would come to join.
In just over a hundred years.
Their overall strength had already matched that of Upper Origin Palace and the other Three Sects, and their influence began to expand beyond Fengyue Star.