Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 528 - 497: The Daoist Bestows Treasures, Unlike Before!

North Pole Snow Domain.

Lv Mountain.

Lu Qingfeng kept advancing, shattering layer after layer. This Array Mountain was specifically set up by the Ancestor Master Qin Feng of the Heavenly Star Sect for the selection of disciples and successors. A secret realm like the Hundred Herbs Garden was only casually arranged, and acquiring the Heavenly Star Command token would merely allow entry into the mortal Heavenly Star Sect to become a True Disciple.

But the twelve Array Mountains were arranged with utmost care.

The difficulty was far beyond that of the Hundred Herbs Garden.

"The Array formations in the Hundred Herbs Garden correspond at most to the sixth or seventh layer of this Array Mountain."

"The gap is too great."

With Arrays rising from above and below, Lu Qingfeng’s eyes flickered with spirit light, immediately perceiving the weaknesses and casually breaking through. Then, new array patterns emerged, giving rise to other changes.

It was not easy to get through by merely breaking the array.

"Breaking the array."

"Understanding the array."

"Setting up the array."

Only by doing these three things repeatedly without delay, could one achieve perfection.

Lu Qingfeng was among the Array Mountain, admiring the various arrangements, and couldn’t help but feel admiration for Ancestor Master Qin Feng.

Upon setting up such Array formations in the Three Mountains and Nine Waters, Qin Feng was still a Primordial Spirit Practitioner. Judging from the Array Mountain alone, his Array Dao accomplishment was not inferior; he could compare to Lu Qingfeng when he was at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Stage.

You should know.

It took Lu Qingfeng over sixty thousand years to cultivate to the peak of the Primordial Spirit Stage. Moreover, he was assisted by the technique of ’Enlightenment’ to aid his cultivation and understanding of the Array Dao.

Yet, Ancestor Master Qin Feng resided in the mortal realm for only three thousand years.

Three thousand years.

It was equivalent to Lu Qingfeng’s sixty thousand years of diligent and solitary effort.

This is the Immortal Dao.

Talent, fate, and laws—none can be lacking.

Although Lu Qingfeng was aided by the "Primordial" Cultivation Technique, he could not belittle the people of the world.

However.

After all, it was the setup of Ancestor Master Qin Feng when he was still in the mortal realm. Although mysterious, Lu Qingfeng had already ascended to a True Immortal in the "Primordial" and did not dare to say that his Array Dao skill surpasses the current Ancestor Master Qin Feng, but at the very least, it would not be weaker than Qin Feng of seventy thousand years ago, whose Array Dao talent was unparalleled in the world.

Breaking through this Array Mountain was as easy as turning one’s hand over.

"Qin Feng studied the Array Dao of the Heavenly Star Sect, while I practiced the ’Heavenly Monarch Array Dao True Solution’ that was summarized from the teachings of the Ten Heavenly Lords and Soul Searching General of the Thunder Department, obtained from the Golden Turtle Island. Although the former could not be compared to the latter, it also has its advantages."

While Lu Qingfeng was breaking arrays, understanding arrays, and setting up arrays in the Array Mountain, layer after layer up, he also compared and verified with his own Array Dao cultivation.

By drawing inferences from one another, he continuously improved.

Time passed.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Lu Qingfeng reached the 19th Layer.

Another three years.

The 22nd Layer; reaching level with one of the two great Primordial Spirit Masters of the Heavenly Star Sect—Master Wu Jiu.

The tenth year.

He made it to the 25th Layer.

Surpassing Master Mu Yang, who had dominated the top of the list for one thousand six hundred and eighty-seven years.

By the twelfth year.

He reached the mountaintop in one fell swoop, attaining the unprecedented and possibly unsurpassed 27th Layer!

...

Spirit Domain.

Within One-Line Sky Passage.

Strange peaks, curious rocks, forests, ancient trees, cave gorges, secluded creeks, waterfalls, streams—all reflected each other’s brilliance.

Wondrous, tranquil, majestic, and refined.

The ambiance of the Three Creeks and Six Valleys was quiet and illusory, refreshing to the heart, a marvel of nature. Waterfalls and streams cascaded from the boulders and danced around the curious rocks.

Above the clouds that formed around the majestic Tianhua Peak, the lively Mao Gong Peak, and the other Eighteen Strange Peaks, sat a Daoist in meditation.

He wore a Seven Stars Eight Diagrams robe, with a countenance like jade, exuding presence and poise.

Sitting amidst the sea of clouds, as the clouds rolled and billowed, with a mere thought, a series of Arrays took shape. Some within the clouds, some within the mists. As the clouds rose to the high sky, and the mists fell into the valleys, new variations of array formations sprung up through this process.

Eighteen Strange Peaks.

Three Creeks and Six Valleys.

All were enveloped in a semi-visible Array that, although dangerous and illusory, did not harm people or beasts. Animals and birds came and went freely, and it was business as usual for the common folk who entered unwittingly.

Only deeply sinful demons who trespassed would experience the real power of each layer of the Array.

In the surrounding area.

The One-Line Sky Passage was indeed a forbidden area for demons.

On this day.

The Daoist above the sea of clouds suddenly opened his eyes, with a profound depth and mysteriousness in his gaze, yet revealing a hint of joy—

"In the mortal realm, there is actually someone who has passed through the twenty-seven layers of the Array Mountain that I set up."

"It seems I have found my fourth disciple."

The Daoist was joyful.

With a sweep of his hand through the void, he saw a handsome young man standing up. The two looked at each other across the two realms, with the Daoist taking notice of the young man’s upright appearance and composed demeanor, feeling even more pleased, and said warmly; "Young friend, having penetrated the twenty-seven layers of Lv Mountain, if you ascend to the Spirit Domain in the future, feel free to visit me at the One-Line Sky Passage."

Having said that.

The Daoist waved again, and from within his large sleeve fell nine divine swords, each with the Nine Palace pattern, containing mysteries.

...

"This is the Nine Palace Divine Sword, made by poor Dao from refining the Tai Bai essence stone from the west in the Spirit Domain. Nine swords act as one, capable of arranging Arrays in the void, with infinite power."

Lu Qingfeng stood on the summit of Lv Mountain, seeing the Mountain tremble from top to bottom, and nine divine swords descended out of the void, right before him.

He heard a voice beside his ear.

Looking forward, he saw that the Daoist had already disappeared.

"Ancestor Master Qin Feng?"

Lu Qingfeng guessed, but the figure merged with the vast sea of clouds as if becoming one. With his vision, he could only see layers of mist, and without using "Daluo Cave Gazing," he couldn’t discern Daoist’s cultivation.

But solely based on the aura—

"It is definitely no less than the Mahayana Dao level!"

"It may even be an Earth Immortal!"

Lu Qingfeng speculated.

Even if he’s not an Earth Immortal, being able to reach the Refining Dao stage in just over seventy thousand years, there’s great potential to impact the rank of Earth Immortal in the next fifty thousand years.

"A rather impressive backing indeed."

Lu Qingfeng thought to himself and bowed toward the void: "Thank you, senior, for bestowing this treasure!"

Only then did he take the ’Nine Palace Divine Sword’ from above.

Upon a careful look.

Each of these divine swords was of the Eighth Rank.

Though they were only ordinary among the Eighth Rank, once they fall into the hands of a Sword Dao cultivator skilled in the Array Dao, the nine swords could be unleashed together to form the Nine Palace Sword Formation, directly elevating their might to a level close to the pinnacle of Eighth Rank.

Not to be underestimated.

"What generosity!"

Even Lu Qingfeng couldn’t help but exclaim.

To casually bestow nine Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts, most True Immortals wouldn’t be able to do it. Even an Earth Immortal, unless bound by close ties, would not give them away.

"One-Line Sky Passage."

"To have me go there after my Ascension to the Spirit Domain, seems like he has taken a liking to my talents and wishes to take me as his disciple."

"After joining him as a disciple, these Nine Palace Divine Swords are merely an early award."

Thinking this, Lu Qingfeng felt no aversion.

His original intention was to find a backer for the identity ’Lu Qingfeng.’

This Daoist, likely to be ’Ancestor Master Qin Feng’, with a kind and amiable nature, could not be more suitable.

The Nine Palace Divine Swords, however, were an unexpected delight.

...

Breaking through twenty-seven layers.

His goal was achieved.

Lu Qingfeng no longer lingered on Lv Mountain, exiting the North Pole Snow Domain, he headed straight for the Southern Biyang Lake.

The Nine Palace Divine Swords arranged.

He transformed into a sword light, hurtling toward the Xuanyuan Realm.

...

In a blink of an eye.

Eight hundred years had passed since Lu Qingfeng had first joined the Xuanyuan Sect.

And over seven hundred years since he had ’departed’ from the Xuanyuan Sect.

On this day.

In the Xuanyuan Water Realm, a sea of white clothing fluttered.

Lu Qingfeng, flickering to and fro, alighted among them. His ears slightly stirred, instantly knowing the reason.

"Sigh!"

Immediately, he let out a long sigh, stepped forward, and arrived in front of the Ancestor Master Hall of the Xuanyuan Sect.

In this place.

Many True People had already gathered.

Like Sect Leader Master Wu Jie, the head of Green Light Peak Jiang Yan True Man, Jade Pillar Peak head Zhou Huayu True Man, and other veteran True People of the Xuanyuan Sect were all present.

Lu Qingfeng stepped up slowly.

He bowed deeply in the direction of the Ancestor Master Hall.

Then rose to his feet, looking towards the Ancestor Master Hall with a tinge of sadness in his heart: "The generation of my teacher has passed on one after another, including Uncle Master Gai Yuntian as well as my two Teacher Uncles Qian Lai, and Shi Wan. Now, the oldest generation in Xuanyuan Sect starting from former Golden Tiger Peak head Pei Yuan, to Law Enforcement Hall head Zhuo Jun, have also passed away one by one."

"Today, Elder Civil Zhong of the Jiying Hall has also passed on."

Lu Qingfeng still remembered.

Back in the day at the Gathering Immortal Square of the Xuanyuan Water Realm, it was this Uncle Master Civil Zhong who led Gai Yuntian and his teacher Gu Bu Yan to visit. The subsequent two argued over taking disciples, and in the end, Lu Qingfeng chose to join the Combined Pill Hall and became a disciple of Gu Bu Yan.

Unfortunately.

Gu Bu Yan ultimately succumbed to old age, his cultivation struggling.

Even with Lu Qingfeng’s ’Lifespan Extension Pills’ to forcibly prolong his life, allowing him to live an additional two hundred years, he eventually passed away. Before the end, Lu Qingfeng personally came to say goodbye.

Master and disciple reminisced about the past, contemplating history.

In the end.

Gu Bu Yan, with a smile full of contentment, reached the end of his life.

Since then.

Lu Qingfeng’s contact with the Xuanyuan Sect had dwindled, only secretly lending a hand. He returned on this day, solely to bid farewell to Uncle Master Civil Zhong one last time.

As time passed.

There were fewer and fewer familiar faces within the Xuanyuan Sect.

Up to now, Lu Qingfeng had successively sent off his teacher Gu Bu Yan, as well as Gai Yuntian, Qian Lai, Shi Wan, Pei Yuan, Zhuo Jun – six True People of the Xuanyuan Sect.

Today Civil Zhong was the seventh.

And after.

Lu Qingfeng’s gaze swept over, noticing Demon Suppressing Peak head Weng Shaoqing still with white hair so lush, yet his appearance was no longer the same, with wrinkles and dark spots clearly stepping one foot into the Ghost Gate.

Even with his high talent for cultivation.

After receiving the Magic Gates left by Lu Qingfeng, his progress had been rapid, nearly reaching the Golden Core Realm. But ultimately it was too late, and previously his foundation was damaged due to emotional trauma, unable to break through this final barrier.

He could only die with regrets.

Besides Weng Shaoqing.

There was Mountain Patrol Hall’s head Kuang Tianqi, Xuanyuan Sect Leader Master Wu Jie, each and every one nearing the end of their tether.

Jade Pillar Peak’s Zhou Huayu, Silver Frost Peak head Nolan Xun, Dharma Transmission Hall’s Zhuang Bie, all appeared vibrant, each reaching the Golden Core Realm with a hope in this life to break through to the Primordial Spirit Realm.

But the Primordial Spirit is difficult.

It’s only a slim chance after all.

If they fail to breakthrough, they too might not escape the same fate in a few hundred years.

Looking further.

The former True Disciples like Jade Pillar Peak’s Zhou Su, Xiang Chao, Law Enforcement Hall’s Yan Pingshu, and other old friends from days of yore, each surmounted their shackles, becoming True People.

They started making a name for themselves in the Xuanyuan Sect, touching the core of power.

Seven to eight hundred years.

To Lu Qingfeng, who experienced seventy to eighty thousand years in the game, it means little, but for the Xuanyuan Sect, who learned various techniques and Cultivation Techniques from him, it was a transformative few hundred years.

The changes were immense.

And Lu Qingfeng, whose secret identity was the absolute first among the Three Mountains and Nine Waters, victorious all over the world. Even his public identity was appointed by Ancestor Master Qin Feng of the Tianxing Sect as the chosen successor.

Just waiting to Ascend to the Upper Realm, to join under his aegis.

He has long since drifted away from the Xuanyuan Sect, no longer as before.

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