Chapter 1150: Chapter 1150: Want to Go Back and Take a Look

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Actually, with Yang Yan’s level of cultivation, Fengchen could hardly get close, so the so-called dust was naturally non-existent.

Then he diligently prepared refreshments, busying himself with tasks, and finally dutifully stayed behind Yang Yan.

As soon as Yang Yan and his group returned, the sect was already buzzing with the news.

Who doesn’t know now that Yang Yan forcefully endured the thunder tribulation, established the perfect foundation, and slashed five foundation establishment great powers in battle?

Now, whether it’s the Inner Courtyard or Outer Courtyard of the Ancient Abyss Sect, Yang Yan is the focus of discussions!

Gu Sheng, as Yang Yan’s only attendant disciple, naturally also gained fame.

He was naturally proud and felt exhilarated for Yang Yan.

After the three sat down at a stone table, each tasted a sip of tea.

Yang Yan then said to Dugu, "Elder Dugu, there’s one more thing I would like your help with."

Elder Dugu didn’t even need to ask what it was. Since the Saint Son sought him out, what couldn’t be done?

He immediately burst into laughter, confidently said, "Yang Yan, speak, as long as it’s not asking for the stars or the moon, I’ll make sure to handle anything else smoothly for you!"

"Cough, cough!"

Yang Yan coughed once, slightly cleared his throat: "Elder Dugu, I’d like to go back to my homeland for a visit; I heard that there’s a great formation set by you there, and I hope you’ll give me a token for free access to the formation."

"Oh? I wonder what the matter is, this can be arranged!" Elder Dugu waved his hand, a small silver sword appeared in his hand.

However, he didn’t hand it directly to Yang Yan, instead he looked at Yang Yan meaningfully, saying, "That place is different from others, are you sure you only want to return to... the Hidden World?"

Yang Yan was somewhat surprised to look at Elder Dugu.

He didn’t expect Elder Dugu to even know about the Hidden World.

But he quickly came to terms with it, nodded and replied, "Disciple indeed wants to return to the real world, where my family resides."

Upon hearing this, Dugu showed a look of regret.

"Alas! That’s difficult. Before leaving that day, I took a glance. At least a late-stage Nascent Soul great power is needed to break through the barrier from the outside!"

"And now on Wandering Dragon Star, only the Sword Sect Ancestor has that capability. Or three great powers of the Nascent Soul Stage acting together. But these are impossible."

As Elder Dugu spoke, he sighed and shook his head.

"Is that so?" Yang Yan immediately fell into contemplation.

The Nine Sects limiting the Ancient Abyss was already urgent; how could they send two Nascent Soul Ancestors to assist him?

The Sword Sect is the leader of the Ten Sects, there’s no reason for their Ancestral Master to intervene.

So wouldn’t I be unable to see Zhou Hanyun and Qiye and their sisters during this return?

Well!

Let’s take it one step at a time!

At the very least, the Ten Swords are still in the Hidden World...

"Elder Dugu, there’s one more matter I want to know, my friend Ao Tian, was he really taken away by the Demon Race?" Yang Yan asked intently.

He had learned about this earlier, not that he was worried about Ao Tian’s safety.

He just feared any unexpected changes.

After all, Ao Tian was mistaken for Chiyou by the Demon Race at that time.

Coupled with his Demon Body, at least there won’t be any danger.

"You do have a friend who was taken away. But I observed the situation, and he shouldn’t be in any danger."

"Besides, I observed his physique, likely an unparalleled existence to those lower-level Demons. I suppose he’ll live well."

Elder Dugu sat opposite Yang Yan, smilingly said.

After saying this, he leisurely picked up his teacup to savor it, feeling the lingering taste, his smile growing more brilliant.

"Unparalleled existence?" Yang Yan paused ever so slightly.

That kid Ao Tian merely went through Yin Wind Bone Training in the real world’s Demon Cave, didn’t he?

Although that was the energy stored for tens of thousands of years in the Trial Demon Cave...

Uh... Tens of thousands of years!

Alright, that’s indeed possible.

"So, do you still want to go?" Elder Dugu asked with a smile: "There’s still three years until the Immortal Cultivation Conference. I hope worldly matters won’t delay your cultivation path."

"I’m definitely going!" Yang Yan replied with determined eyes.

Whether for the Ten Swords or to see what the Hidden World is like now, it was necessary for Yang Yan.

Elder Dugu nodded slightly, placing the silver small sword on the table before Yang Yan, spoke softly:

"Then go! It’s best to take Zimu and some sect disciples, just in case."

Yang Yan didn’t refuse Elder Dugu’s goodwill, he thankfully nodded and said, "Thank you."

He paused and then asked, "What is the Immortal Cultivation Conference?"

"The Immortal Cultivation Conference..."

Elder Dugu turned into a kindly figure, slowly lifted his chin, gazed at the ceiling, and stroked his beard.

Seemingly recalling past events.

Lin Zimu sipped his tea, gently put down the cup, cutting off Elder Dugu’s opportunity to keep them in suspense.

"The Immortal Cultivation Conference is held once every hundred years, participated by all eighth-level and above sects from thousands of cultivation stars in this star system."

"The process is roughly about selecting a few spots from each cultivation star, to participate in subsequent competitions."

"In the end, they select the top hundred strongest from the star system, this is the Immortal Cultivation Conference!"

"There’s another requirement; all participants must be disciples under a hundred years old."

"And the quota each cultivation star receives varies. Stars with seventh-level sects can get more than eighth-level stars, but not by much."

"For instance, our Wandering Dragon Star has only five spots altogether!"

"Ten seventh-level sects compete for these spots and battle against geniuses from other cultivation stars!"

Yang Yan asked with a curious expression:

"Oh? What is the highest level sect in our star system?"

"And what’s the purpose of selecting the hundred young powerhouses in this star system at the Immortal Cultivation Conference?"

Lin Zimu smiled and looked at Elder Dugu, who was no longer immersed in his memories, said: "Let Elder Dugu tell you that!"

Elder Dugu’s beard bristled in anger, glaring at Lin Zimu, but continued:

"The purpose is simple, it’s to select disciples for the Dao Sect eventually! To obtain that heavenly fortune! Our star system’s strongest sects amount to three."

"I won’t say the names; anyway, they are all fifth-level sects."

"Your bone age does not exceed thirty, though extraordinarily gifted, still too young, this Immortal Cultivation Conference... is still more of a training."

Anyone could tell that Elder Dugu wanted Yang Yan to experience more, to realize the vastness of the outside world, rather than being a Saint Son who only knows cultivation.

Yang Yan, of course, understood Elder Dugu’s considerate intention, lightly smiled: "There are still three years left, I have time."

Elder Dugu couldn’t help but shake his head.

To think of making a major breakthrough in three years was a notion only Yang Yan dared say.

Still, Yang Yan did indeed have the capability!

One of the Three Thousand Sacred Bodies, the Celestial Flood Dragon Saint Body isn’t to be underestimated.

The power of the Sacred Body is unrivaled throughout the universe, it naturally has its explanation.