The Mo Yuan Cloud Sea had just returned to tranquility.

Zhang Yuan stepped back from the stone platform and sat cross-legged on a clean rock, adjusting his breath to restore his True Essence.

This was his fifth day guarding the Guardian Platform.

In the past five days, Zhang Yuan himself didn’t know how many battles he had gone through.

From day to night, he had never stepped outside the ten-step range of the Guardian Platform.

As for the number of monsters and fierce beasts he had slain, it was beyond calculation!

Although Zhang Yuan possessed a Tier Five True Essence cultivation and could enhance himself with the Extraordinary Abilities of the Divine Nest Host,

the continuous fierce battles still left scars on his body.

Even though they were only minor flesh wounds that healed quickly, Zhang Yuan faced danger several times.

Persisting until now was not easy.

However, compared to his counterparts, the martial artists on the other two Guardian Platforms were less fortunate.

The defenders on those two Guardian Platforms had already been replaced.

The previous ones either died in battle or were severely injured.

This was still the result of the Upper Scenic Celestial’s Thunder Array frequently displaying its might, killing most of the fierce beasts that charged forward.

Otherwise...

Zhang Yuan would have had to run.

In these few days, several martial artists couldn’t withstand the brutal combat pressure and fled the battlefield.

As a result, without exception, they were blasted to death on the spot.

This produced a tremendous deterrent effect.

But nobody knew how much longer this Mo Yuan defense battle would continue.

"Lord."

A Daoist Child carrying a food box came up to Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan opened his eyes, nodded, and said, "Put it here."

"Yes."

The Daoist Child put down the food box, respectfully saluted him, and then turned and left.

Zhang Yuan reached out, took the food box, and placed it on his lap.

As the saying goes, an army marches on its stomach. Zhang Yuan fought day and night on the Guardian Platform, so naturally, the Upper Scenic Celestial would not lack logistical support.

In addition to providing healing and recovery elixirs, meals were delivered during the combat breaks every day.

Zhang Yuan opened the lid, and a rich medicinal fragrance wafted into his nostrils.

The meals distributed to the defenders by the Upper Scenic Celestial were not ordinary fare but top-grade medicinal cuisine with color, aroma, and taste!

There were vegetables, meat, soup, and bowls of white Spirit Rice.

The quality of the ingredients was beyond doubt, especially the half-box of rice, which was said to be cultivated in the Grotto Heaven Secret Realm, nourished by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, providing not only excellent taste but also the effect of enhancing vitality.

Zhang Yuan quickly devoured today’s lunch.

There was no choice; the attacks of Mo Yuan’s monsters were unpredictable, and they could launch another assault at any moment.

Therefore, he had to make the most of his time.

Finally, he licked the grains of rice stuck to the corner of his mouth with satisfaction.

The so-called Spirit Rice, regardless of its effects, truly had an incredible taste; just eating it without any meat was a delight.

It was a perk given to the defenders by the Upper Scenic Celestial.

Unfortunately, only half a box was provided, with no more available.

The food that had just entered his stomach was swiftly transformed into nourishing energy under the grind of his strong digestive system.

The speed of Zhang Yuan’s Qi and Blood Value recovery increased sharply.

But he was not satisfied and consumed a Ginseng Pill as a dessert.

This elixir, made from jade ginseng and mysterious ginseng, indeed tasted sweet!

Closing his eyes, Zhang Yuan once again activated his True Essence inside, performing Qi Movement and Transport according to the Magic Technique of the "Primordial Celestial Spirit True Method".

Until the familiar thunderous sound suddenly rang out.

It came!

Zhang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils seemingly flashing with lightning, carrying a destructive aura of death.

In the next moment, he leaped to the Guardian Platform.

In his hand, he was already holding the Taowu Saber!

A new battle had begun again.

In the blink of an eye, another two days had passed.

On the evening of the seventh day, Zhang Yuan was replaced by another martial artist of the same level.

Actually, Zhang Yuan could continue fighting.

But unless he was crazy, why would he refuse to leave?

Although staying on the Guardian Platform for a day earned Zhang Yuan fifty Daoist Merits as a reward.

Seven days and seven nights of battle earned him three hundred and fifty Daoist Merits.

Back home at Lin Xian Manor, Zhang Yuan first enjoyed a hot bath to his heart’s content.

Then he slept for an entire night.

When he woke up the next morning, he had basically revived completely.

After getting up and washing, he went to the manor to eat a hearty breakfast, rewarding his stomach.

Even though the medicinal diet provided by the Upper Scenic Celestial was good, eating the same meals for seven days straight got tiring.

Meanwhile, the intense battles at Mo Yuan, with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, had almost no impact on Lin Xian Manor.

Here, everything was as peaceful and tranquil as ever.

Making Zhang Yuan, who just returned from Mo Yuan yesterday, feel an unreal sense.

He vaguely understood in his heart.

This was probably due to Upper Scenic Celestial’s tremendous strength, which gave the people living here enough sense of security and confidence!

Just as Zhang Yuan was about to leave the tea house, a yellow light suddenly flew over and paused in front of him.

It was surprisingly a Token.

Zhang Yuan reached out and took it, unfolding the Talisman to glance at it.

After reading the message, Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment, then retrieved a Charcoal Pen from his Storage Space.

Replying to the Talisman, he called for a waiter to clear the dishes and brought another pot of tea.

Before long, Su Jingyao hurriedly arrived.

Upon seeing Zhang Yuan calmly sipping tea at the table, the lovely young woman clearly heaved a sigh of relief.

Smiling warmly, she sat opposite Zhang Yuan and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, it’s really great that you’re okay!"

For the Upper Scenic Celestial, suppressing the fierce beasts and strange monsters’ uprisings from Mo Yuan was routine work.

Even if a Deceit Disaster Beast Tide erupted, it was not worth panicking.

For thousands of years, Upper Scenic Celestial, the one responsible for defending Mo Yuan, had stood unwaveringly strong.

However, the Martial Pavilion martial artists forcibly conscripted to guard the Guardian Platform had to face a trial of life and death.

Many martial artists had fallen during this time!

Su Jingyao was well aware, so seeing Zhang Yuan unharmed brought her joy and comfort.

Zhang Yuan smiled, pouring a cup of hot tea for her, "Senior Sister Su, you know, I am a person with Luck."

Su Jingyao’s eyes flashed, her gaze shimmering with astonishment.

She asked in surprise, "You’ve already mastered the Hidden Artifact Technique?"

Su Jingyao had just realized that she couldn’t perceive Zhang Yuan’s aura, nor could she see through his Luck.

Zhang Yuan seemed to have become an ordinary person, his presence greatly diminished.

Su Jingyao naturally assumed that Zhang Yuan had successfully cultivated the Hidden Artifact Technique!

The problem was that his speed was too fast, completely overturning her common sense.

Zhang Yuan nodded, "Yes." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

He wouldn’t tell her that what he had truly mastered was the Divine Concealment Technique.

Not the Hidden Artifact Technique.

But without the Hidden Artifact Technique, he couldn’t activate the Ninth Divine Weapon Map.

Speaking of which, Zhang Yuan had to thank the Little Junior Sister from Mingxiu Peak in front of him!

He asked, "Senior Sister Su, is there something you need from me?"

Su Jingyao hesitated for a moment and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, would you be willing to be my Guardian?"

Guardian?

Zhang Yuan was slightly taken aback—what was that?