Immortal Starry Sky-Chapter 138 - 134 Cyan Yang Hall

"Give me your token."

In the high sky, the red-nosed old man said.

Wang Xu was taken aback, then suddenly realized, and took out the White Jade Token given to him by the elder Bai Xu and handed it to the red-nosed old man.

"How many years has it been, I really miss this token. When I first joined the Cyan Yang Hall, I was as young as you, but unfortunately..." The red-nosed old man shook his head.

"Senior, have you been at the Cyan Yang Hall for a long time?" Wang Xu asked.

"Don’t call me senior, just call me ’Red Sword senior brother’. From now on, you are my junior brother, haha." The red-nosed old man laughed. "Have I been here long? Not particularly long, just three hundred thousand years."

Wang Xu gasped. Three hundred thousand years was almost the entire cycle of a star from birth to death.

Of course, Wang Xu was also amazed by the realm power of Red Sword senior brother; even after three hundred thousand years, he was still at the Black Hole Level.

"What? Are you surprised why, after three hundred thousand years of cultivation, I’m still at the Black Hole Level?" Red Sword senior brother saw through Wang Xu’s thoughts and laughed.

Wang Xu nodded.

"Haha, don’t underestimate the Black Hole Level. If I make a move, even the ’strongest White Hole Level’ might not survive under my hands," the red-nosed old man chuckled.

"Realm level is not the most important thing; what matters is the ’true self.’"

"You don’t understand the meaning of the true self now, but when you comprehend the Great Will in the future, you’ll understand what the true self is."

"Red Sword senior brother, have you comprehended the Great Will?" Wang Xu’s eyes lit up.

"Of course, we are disciples of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion. If we can’t even comprehend the Great Will, it would be shameful." The red-nosed old man looked at Wang Xu. "You’ve just embarked on the path of cultivation, but once you officially enter the Cyan Yang Hall, you’ll soon comprehend the Great Will."

Joy appeared on Wang Xu’s face.

......

After a brief flight, the red-nosed old man led Wang Xu to a Gate of Space-Time.

"Red Sword, heading back?"

"Oh? Today, there’s a lucky little fellow."

Guarding the Gate of Space-Time were two Black Hole Level Cosmic Martial Artists dressed in dark blue Imperial Armor. Next to them crouched two Star Giant Beasts, their bodies glowing with icy blue light, each about the size of a single-story building. Seeing Red Sword and Wang Xu, they bared their teeth, but the guard patted their heads, and they immediately withdrew obediently.

"Greetings, senior brother," Wang Xu greeted as instructed by the red-nosed old man. In the Cyan Yang Hall, every Cosmic Martial Artist was his senior brother, and he had to greet them when he met them.

"Well, your punishment period is almost over, right?" the red-nosed old man said.

"Haha, only nine hundred and thirty-eight years left. Once we’re back, we’ll look for you to have a drink!"

"Good!"

Immediately, one of the guards waved his hand, and a deep blue light emanated from the vortex of the Gate of Space-Time. The red-nosed old man stepped in, and Wang Xu followed closely.

......

"It’s so beautiful, just like an Immortal Realm!"

As soon as Wang Xu entered, his eyes were mesmerized by the scene before him, and he couldn’t help but exclaim.

Mists and clouds swirled, smoke and clouds permeated, with mountains and flowing water; every plant and tree brimmed with Spiritual Qi. Wang Xu stepped on the soft grass; before him were grandiose palaces floating in the sky!

These majestic palaces seemed to rise from the ground, the craggy earth and rocks serving as their bases, with rivers cascading down in torrents around the palaces—a magnificent sight. Waterfalls poured down, and giant birds and beasts soared, darting through the waterfalls and playing with each other.

As the warm light sprinkled down, Wang Xu’s mind felt ethereal. He took a deep breath, the scent of soil mixed with flowers and grass intoxicated him slightly. He was captivated by it all.

"Haha, when I first entered the Cyan Yang Hall, I was just as mesmerized by the stunning scenery as you are. Thinking back, I still miss those times..." The red-nosed old man laughed, "Well, the beauty is eternal; it’s the same no matter when you see it. Let’s move on."

Wang Xu and the red-nosed old man soared into the air, flying towards the most magnificent palace at the center.

"Remember, to survive in the Cyan Yang Hall, strength is essential. Outsiders only know that joining the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion means one is a prodigy among prodigies, respected, gaining status and wealth. But they don’t realize the pain we Heaven-Reaching Pavilion disciples endure, which is countless times greater than theirs," the red-nosed old man said. "The Cyan Yang Hall is not a place of comfort. If your strength can’t establish you here, you’ll be expelled immediately."

"The Heaven-Reaching Pavilion is a gathering place for geniuses, prodigies, and strong individuals. It’s not a place for useless people to drift by, so I warn you, never slack off, understand?"

Wang Xu nodded seriously. He had already mentally prepared for this. When he cultivated the "Formless Giant Power," he knew the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion was not simple. The selection of individuals with immense determination through such Secret Techniques showed the strict standards of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion. The pain that reached the depth of one’s soul had left a shadow in him to this day.

"Surviving in Cyan Yang Hall is neither too easy nor too difficult. Every year, you just need to complete one designated task to get through safely for that year," the red-nosed old man said. "Besides the annual designated tasks, you have many different tasks to choose from. Once completed, you’ll receive a certain amount of White Jade. When your White Jade is sufficient, you can exchange it for the treasures you need in the ’Treasure Hall.’"

"The treasures in the Treasure Hall are extremely rare. Many of them are inaccessible in the outside world, and they are exclusive to our Heaven-Reaching Pavilion. If your amount of White Jade is sufficient, you can even exchange it for unique treasures in the cosmos." freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The red-nosed old man pointed to the distance: "That is the Beast Taming Hall. With White Jade, you can exchange for a Star Giant Beast or capture one yourself, which depends on your strength."

"And over there." The red-nosed old man pointed again towards a distant palace, "That is the Secret Technique Hall, where you can also use White Jade to exchange for suitable secret techniques."

"Next, let me introduce you to a great place." The red-nosed old man smiled, taking Wang Xu through several Floating Palaces, pointing to a rectangular floating area in the distance.

On this floating area, dozens of people were sitting cross-legged, each exuding a powerful aura, including Black Hole Level, White Hole Level, and Void Level individuals, and even one whom Wang Xu could not discern the aura of, clearly likely a person from the Mixed Universe Realm.

In front of each of them was a seemingly ordinary stone stele, very similar to the Martial Stele in the "Will Cultivation Field" of the Bailan.

"That is the ’Will Monument,’ inscribed with chaotic and unordered texts, in different languages of different races. However, the Secret Technique Will it emanates is extremely precious," the red-nosed old man said. "These steles were created by the hands of Cosmic Powerhouses who walked out of the Cyan Yang Hall, containing their Wills. If you can withstand the pressure emitted by the stele, you’re qualified to comprehend it. On the contrary, if you’re shaken to the point of spitting blood, it means you’re not fated with it."

Wang Xu nodded, memorizing this floating space firmly.

Having the opportunity to comprehend the Wills of a large number of cosmic powerhouses was exactly what Wang Xu desired.

Then, Wang Xu and the red-nosed old man descended to the grandest central palace.

"Oh? You’re here?" A boundlessly authoritative voice that was so familiar. Wang Xu immediately noticed an elder on the palace who wore a golden hair crown, a golden robe, carrying a five-inch longsword on his back.

"Greetings, Hall Master Qing!"

"Hall Master Qing!"

Wang Xu and the red-nosed old man immediately bowed in salute.

"Wang Xu," Qing Zhang said with a solemn expression, "You’re from the Human Race, so why do you have the bloodline of the Demon Blood Grey Wolf Race?"

Right from the start, Qing Zhang questioned Wang Xu’s bloodline level.

During the trial, Qing Zhang had already investigated Wang Xu. His aptitude was mediocre, even considered low in the cosmos, with no talent to speak of.

But Wang Xu’s Great Will impressed him. Qing Zhang himself had a lowered bloodline and climbed to where he was today step by step with Great Will, seeing in Wang Xu a reflection of his own journey.

However, upon seeing Wang Xu today, Qing Zhang’s anger flared immediately.

A Silver Level bloodline, and it was of the Demon Blood Grey Wolf Race, which he hated the most—an evil devouring race that grew strong through the blood of others, a way to gain power that Qing Zhang detested.

"Red Sword, you may leave," Qing Zhang waved his hand, the red-nosed old man chuckled awkwardly, glanced at Wang Xu, shook his head, and exited the hall. It was indeed unfortunate for this junior brother to offend the Hall Master on his first day.

"Hall Master, regarding this matter, I am afraid... I cannot disclose it," Wang Xu took a deep breath and said.

What had devoured Mie Cang was the Mysterious Flame, thus granting Wang Xu a Silver Level bloodline, further enhancing his power. Moreover, the Celestial Spirit had mentioned that the Mysterious Flame might be the "Chaos Fire." If revealed, it could lead to disastrous consequences. No matter how considered, Wang Xu did not want to reveal the existence of the Mysterious Flame.

"You don’t need to say it; I know," Qing Zhang waved his hand, and Wang Xu suddenly felt a warmth in his abdomen as the Mysterious Flame emerged, captured by Qing Zhang in his hand.

"Hall Master, this..." Cold sweat broke out on Wang Xu’s forehead instantly. He never expected the Hall Master to be aware of the Mysterious Flame’s existence, let alone freely capture it in hand, something even he could not do.

"Rest assured, this flame belongs to you. I, Qing Zhang, am not so debased as to rob my own disciple’s treasures," Qing Zhang waved the Mysterious Flame back into Wang Xu’s abdomen.

"But I must tell you, it can devour Star Giant Beasts and improve your bloodline, but this ultimately is not the righteous path. True powerhouses are not shaped by taking shortcuts," Qing Zhang said. "Let these words end here, I counsel you to not stray onto an erroneous path."

Wang Xu did not know how to respond for a moment.

"Alright, you may leave. Remember my words, this is not the righteous path," Qing Zhang waved his hand, and Wang Xu immediately took his leave.

Wang Xu left the palace, his expression gloomy.

He had always anticipated meeting Qing Zhang, envisioning countless times the scenes of their meeting in his mind—joyful, excited, dignified, solemn. He had imagined all kinds of expressions but never expected the reality to indeed be anger.

Indeed, he saw anger in Qing Zhang’s eyes.

"Junior brother," the red-nosed old man was waiting outside and seeing Wang Xu dejected, said, "Do not be discouraged. In our Cyan Yang Hall, our disciples’ hearts are not so fragile. If you get upset over being reprimanded by elders, how are you supposed to become a powerhouse in the future?"

Wang Xu forced a smile. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be happy, but being denied by the person he most hoped would acknowledge him, Wang Xu’s feelings were understandable.

"Let’s go, let’s first see your palace," the red-nosed old man patted Wang Xu’s shoulder and said.