Chapter 249: Facing Heaven
A hundred years later, outside the Prison Dragon Realm.
Within the endless starry Astral Wind.
A massive planet drifted through the starry sky not far from the Prison Dragon Realm.
The planet was shrouded by a faint protective barrier.
Within the barrier lay an unbroken stretch of buildings.
And an incredibly dense concentration of spiritual qi.
From time to time, a few spiritual cranes flew out from the clouds.
The entire planet looked like the Immortal Realm itself.
And this planet was none other than Lu Qingyang’s Chaotian Palace!
“Spirit Talisman Group Photo Keepsake! Ten thousand merit per picture!”
Suddenly, the magnificent scenery was broken by a rather jarring voice.
A black True Dragon nearly ten thousand meters in length coiled within a layer of clouds.
Around it gathered several Golden Core True Monarchs who had just been promoted to the Chaotian Sect’s Inner Gate.
“Hisss! Isn’t this True Dragon the Lord Sect Master’s mount? I think it’s called…”
“Ao Ye!”
“They say the Human Race’s great tribulation a hundred years ago was caused by this very thing!”
“Really?”
“Of course it’s true. They say his strength rivals that of a top Pseudo-Immortal.”
“What! Really?”
“Of course it’s true. I saw it with my own eyes!”
The several Golden Core disciples gathered around Ao Ye’s massive body, discussing amongst themselves.
Ever since the Chaotian Sect had thoroughly wiped out the Demon Race and re-established its mountain gate.
Ao Ye had been made into a mascot by Lu Qingyang and placed within the Chaotian Palace.
And Ao Ye, as one awaiting punishment, had no salary of his own to draw.
Nor could he leave the sect on his own to take missions.
So, in order to earn a bit of merit to sustain the nourishment of his cultivation.
The former Demon Race Overlord, the Pseudo-Immortal stage True Dragon Ao Ye, could now only rely on taking group photos with the Chaotian disciples to earn merit.
And hearing the discussions of the several Golden Core disciples.
Ao Ye appeared very calm.
To these words, he had long since grown numb.
And he also knew.
His fate was controlled by others.
If he wanted to live, he had to obediently play the role of the Chaotian Sect’s mascot.
At the very least, he had to do so on the surface.
And after discussing for a while, the several Golden Core disciples were all unwilling to part with the precious Chaotian merit to take a photo.
After all, spending ten thousand merit just for a photo.
To Golden Core disciples like them.
Was simply far too extravagant a thing.
Moreover, the several of them had just been promoted to the Inner Gate and stepped into the Chaotian Palace. There were still plenty of places to spend merit.
How could they waste it in a place like this?
Thus, amid a chatter of voices, the several of them gradually drifted away.
Flying downward along the clouds.
Shortly after, a massive White Jade Plaza appeared before the several of them.
Seeing this, the several of them hurriedly descended and landed on the plaza.
And below, a disciple in silver robes had long since been waiting for them.
Seeing the several of them arrive, the silver-robed disciple smiled and cupped his hands. “Congratulations, Junior Brothers, on your promotion to the Inner Gate.”
“I am an Inner Gate disciple, Wang Xiaocheng.”
“And also your guide disciple for this occasion.”
Wang Xiaocheng introduced himself with a smile as he led the several of them deeper into the plaza.
Moments later, an incomparably massive and resplendently golden palace appeared before the several of them.
“This is the Chaotian Hall, the place where the Lord Sect Master expounds the Dao. Every hundred years, the Lord Sect Master gives a lecture. You may come to listen then.”
“Oh, and the key point is that it’s free. No merit required!”
Wang Xiaocheng added another sentence.
Hearing this, the several of them all revealed expressions of shock.
Back in the Outer Gate, they had heard of the Lord Sect Master’s lectures.
But they never imagined it was actually free.
At once, the several of them were all extremely thrilled.
And as the group walked and chatted, towering buildings that pierced the clouds came into view one after another.
The most eye-catching were those majestic and imposing structures that resembled giant towers.
“From left to right, they are the Illusory World Secret Realm, Simulated Combat, and Puppet Armor Refinement.”
“If you find cultivation dull and flavorless, you can go into these halls to seek some fun.”
Wang Xiaocheng pointed at each tower-shaped building as he introduced them.
“Senior Brother! Are these the legendary sect holy lands?”
A female disciple in a purple dress exclaimed.
Back in the Outer Gate, they had heard that the Inner Gate had three great holy lands.
Each one personally created by the Lord Sect Master’s mighty power.
For cultivators, they were absolute treasures.
Every entry brought enormous benefits to one’s cultivation!
“That’s right! These three places are our Chaotian Sect’s holy lands!”
Wang Xiaocheng smiled faintly.
When he had first arrived at the Inner Gate, his reaction had been even more exaggerated than these three.
Because he had never imagined such bizarre places could exist in this world!
“Junior Brothers, the Illusory World Secret Realm costs one thousand merit per entry. Within, it can simulate and transform countless worlds.”
“And each time, you will receive a different identity. This holy land is extremely beneficial for tempering your Dao heart and broadening your horizons.”
Wang Xiaocheng introduced each one to the group in turn.
“As for Simulated Combat, it’s even more extraordinary. You can customize and conjure any opponent you wish to fight according to your needs.”
“Each entry also costs only one thousand merit. It could be considered a holy land for enhancing combat experience!”
“Hisss!”
Hearing Wang Xiaocheng’s introduction, the several of them could not help but draw in a cold breath.
Regarding Simulated Combat, they had long since heard of it.
It was said that Simulated Combat allowed them to fight and kill opponents of any level.
The key point was that, aside from the combat process being extremely realistic, the most crucial thing was that they did not need to worry about death!
Because the Simulated Combat process was itself a simulation of their strength for battle.
Their bodies would not receive any harm.
“They say a Nascent Soul stage Inner Gate disciple once simulated the Lord Sect Master, and in the end actually withstood a single breath!”
“That’s right, I heard it caused a sensation throughout the entire sect at the time. Even the Lord Sect Master himself learned of it!”
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The several of them discussed animatedly as they walked.
Before long, they arrived at the last holy land of the Chaotian Sect’s Inner Gate.
“Puppet Armor Refinement… the legendary holy land that changed the fate of countless mortals…”
“Puppet Armor Refinement…”
Gazing at the massive tower-shaped building before them, the several disciples could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
Compared to the previous holy lands.
After seeing Puppet Armor Refinement, the several of them clearly no longer had any enthusiasm.
They even carried a faint trace of fear…
And Wang Xiaocheng turned back to look at this building, a trace of absent-mindedness in his eyes.
His father had once been a mortal.
Yet by relying on Puppet Armor to slay demons and eliminate evil, he had rebuilt his family and sired him.
Not only had he raised him to adulthood, but he had also earned him a vast amount of cultivation resources.
If not for that, how could he possibly have been promoted to the Chaotian Sect’s Inner Gate so quickly?
After all, the current standard for Chaotian Sect Inner Gate cultivators was Golden Core by one hundred.
And aside from him,恐怕 no other cultivator would like this place.
Because this place was precisely the holy land for refining Puppet Armor under heaven!
The arrival of Puppet Armor had long since thoroughly overturned the status of mortals!
“This place, Puppet Armor Refinement, is provided for those who love Puppet Armor and for mortal Inner Gate disciples.”
“Each entry requires one thousand merit. Within… you can practice, control, simulate, and even refine all kinds of Puppet Armor.”
Wang Xiaocheng spoke slowly, a trace of nostalgia on his face.
And just as his words fell, a mortal disciple was seen stepping out from the tower…