Chapter 352: Ten Thousand Years in Seclusion!
“The Great Luo Battlefield…”
“I never imagined proving the Dao as a Quasi-Saint had such a condition.”
“Then may I ask, Fellow Daoist, where is this Great Luo Battlefield? How does one participate?”
Lu Qingyang spoke up and asked.
“The Great Luo Battlefield opens once every million years.”
“At that time, the Great Luo powers of the Myriad Realms will all take part.”
“And the Holy Tang Imperial House has spent a full million years preparing for the next Great Luo Battlefield!”
“My Heavenly Craft Pavilion is the same.”
“As for where it is…”
“The entire world is the battlefield. Only those who carve out a fearsome reputation can prove the Dao as a Quasi-Saint!”
Gongyang Yu spoke slowly.
“The entire world is the battlefield?”
Lu Qingyang’s heart stirred despite himself.
Then doesn’t that mean… to prove the Dao, I’ll have to fight my way across the entire starry Myriad Realms?!
He was somewhat shaken inwardly.
He suddenly realized.
Everything he had encountered in the starry Myriad Realms was nothing but a snap of the fingers!
Soon, though, he let it go.
Given that.
Then let there be war!
A Quasi-Saint was hardly something proven so easily.
“In that case, Fellow Daoist, I shall take my leave.”
“I’ve been out for a long time. It’s time I went back to take a look.”
Lu Qingyang said with a smile to Gongyang Yu.
Hearing this, Gongyang Yu could not help but smile. “Let me see you off.”
“Very well.”
Lu Qingyang nodded.
Then the two of them returned to Holy Tang together.
Before the teleportation, Lu Qingyang learned quite a bit more from the other party.
For instance…
In the starry Myriad Realms, the Great Luo Battlefield did not produce a Quasi-Saint every time.
Every million years, only those with a fearsome reputation could prove the Dao as a Quasi-Saint. The rest could only continue lying low and strive for the next one.
If there were no such fearsome figures, then that iteration of the Great Luo Battlefield had no Quasi-Saint.
And there were only ten thousand years until the next Great Luo Battlefield.
And Lu Qingyang, who had been away from the Chaotian Realm for so long, finally returned once more!
Except that the Chaotian Realm’s development left him astonished.
Looking at the Chaotian Realm, which so resembled Blue Star from his previous life.
Lu Qingyang’s gaze flickered.
The technology tree of the Chaotian Realm seems to have skewed off course during the years I was gone…
“Coming or not! Coming or not!”
“Jing River Realm premium small tour group! Fifty thousand spirit stones per person!”
“Sign up now! We even throw in a High-Grade Precision Immortal Spirit Recovery Device!”
In the Chaotian Realm, among towering buildings that carried a strong xianxia flair.
Several young people in white martial attire were pulling at passersby on the street.
“Fifty thousand spirit stones? And they’re even throwing in a High-Grade Precision Immortal Spirit Recovery Device?”
“Why does this feel a bit like a xianxia version of Blue Star?”
Lu Qingyang frowned, then concealed his cultivation and followed behind the group.
He rather wanted to see just what the Chaotian Realm had developed into!
Half an hour later, Lu Qingyang understood in an instant.
This world really had developed into a xianxia version of Blue Star.
There had even appeared something called the Spirit Web.
Just like the internet from his previous life.
Except its functions were even more powerful!
“Interesting, interesting!”
“During the years I was gone, Jiangxin did tinker out quite a few things.”
After understanding it, Lu Qingyang stopped caring.
He was now a Great Luo; he no longer cared about such external and unorthodox things.
Thinking of this, his figure vanished in an instant.
He did not summon Jiangxin, nor did he disturb anyone.
Lu Qingyang’s figure appeared in the Jing River Realm.
The current Jing River Realm was not like the Chaotian Realm.
Instead, it was a pure xianxia world.
And the atmosphere of the Immortal Dao was extremely thick.
This made Lu Qingyang inclined to go into secluded cultivation here.
He still had ten thousand years.
In these ten thousand years, he could strive to make his body even more refined!
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang’s figure flickered, and he casually found a place rich in spiritual qi where no one was around.
He carved out a cave residence and prepared to cultivate.
But at this very moment, a black shadow appeared before his cave residence.
“Boy, you dare eavesdrop on my son’s secrets!”
“And you even dare to snatch my son’s treasure!”
“Hand over the treasure at once! I’ll spare your life!”
The figure spoke, radiating the aura of a peak True Immortal, bearing down on Lu Qingyang.
Lu Qingyang: “???”
“Old man, when did I eavesdrop on your son? And when did I snatch your treasure?”
His expression was somewhat ugly.
He was just carving out a cave residence here in peace. How had he run into trouble again?
Hearing Lu Qingyang’s words, the black-robed man’s aura sank.
He gave Lu Qingyang a cold look.
Then he took out an object from behind him.
It was actually a jade slip projection.
“Hmph!”
“My son spoke it with his own mouth. How could it be false?”
“Let me ask you, why are you carving out a cave residence here?”
He demanded.
Lu Qingyang’s expression turned serious, and he felt helpless inwardly. I’m carving out a cave residence. What the hell is it to you!
Thinking of this, he said coldly, “Scram!”
“What?! You told me to scram?”
Hearing Lu Qingyang’s words, the black-robed man flew into a rage.
“Boy, I advise you to hand over the treasure at once, or don’t blame me for being rude!”
The black-robed man trembled with fury.
He was a mighty peak True Immortal. When had he ever been cursed at like this?
And this spirit vein was actually one he had put out as bait.
To rob passing Immortals of their wealth.
“Oh?”
“How do you plan to be rude?”
Seeing the other party’s furious appearance.
Lu Qingyang felt somewhat helpless.
He had only come here for secluded cultivation.
Yet he had run into this mess!
“Die!”
Seeing Lu Qingyang so calm, the black-robed man grew even angrier.
He flipped his hand and took out a flying sword.
The flying sword flashed, carrying a chilling sword light that stabbed straight for Lu Qingyang’s chest.
“Noisy.”
Seeing the other party suddenly attack, Lu Qingyang could not help but frown.
He waved a hand and sent the Daoist flying outright.
“Wah!!”
The black-robed man was blasted onto the ground by Lu Qingyang. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his throat turned sweet as a mouthful of blood sprayed out.
“Senior!”
“Senior, spare my life!”
Blasted flying by Lu Qingyang’s palm strike, the black-robed man snapped back to his senses in an instant.
He hurriedly crawled up from the ground and kowtowed repeatedly toward Lu Qingyang.
At this very moment, he finally understood.
The person before him was an existence he could not afford to provoke!
Thinking of this, his heart filled with bitterness.
“Senior… I was forced into this too…”
He hurriedly begged for mercy. “Please forgive me, Senior…”
“I have elders above and children below…”
As he spoke, he began to cry.
Looking at the other party’s appearance, Lu Qingyang cursed inwardly.
Hm?
Why does this routine feel so much like Blue Star!
Has he been influenced by the Chaotian Realm? Can’t you have at least some novelty?
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang’s expression darkened.
He had finally come back to go into secluded cultivation, yet someone had disturbed him.
“Get lost.”
Too lazy to bother with the other party, Lu Qingyang said coldly.
He now needed to prove the Dao as a Quasi-Saint. He had no time to deal with these clownish jumping jacks!
“Thank you, Senior…”
Seeing that Lu Qingyang would not hold him to account, the black-robed man hurriedly got up and fled the area.
Only after leaving far away did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Then he looked back with a gloomy expression.
“This old man has roamed the Immortal Realm for many years!”
“When have I ever suffered such humiliation!”
“Hmph! Fine, I’ll just change locations!”