Chapter 1 I Have a Hunch

I don't know why, but the instant Ye Chuxiao saw the Yunmeng Cauldron, he had an extremely strong intuition.

It was alive!

It was breathing!

Yaoshan was the center of Daheng's dragon vein, and the peak of Yaoshan was almost equivalent to the very tip of this dragon's head.

But the Yunmeng Cauldron was breathing, devouring the fortune of the entire Daheng.

As for the Dao rhythms accumulated in the Yunmeng Cauldron, they were merely 'accessories'.

The appearance of Dao rhythms, in theory, had no rules, but in reality, those who could gain the favor of Dao rhythms were all people of astonishing fortune.

Dao rhythm was, in itself, a chance to defy fate.

Those who could obtain such a chance could not be described as 'unlucky' in any way.

This Yunmeng Cauldron, which seemed to be 'alive', had condensed such a great fortune that Ye Chuxiao could not even discern it with his eyes. Naturally, those Dao rhythms also flowed and surged towards it over the passage of time.

"This is the Yunmeng Cauldron, no, it's more than just the Yunmeng Cauldron!"

"Interesting, so interesting!" Ying Shu emitted a yandere-like laughter in Ye Chuxiao's mind.

Ye Chuxiao's heart trembled, and he cursed angrily, "Riddle me this, riddle me that, just get out of my head!"

As he spoke, he was about to summon the Clown to forcibly shield Ying Shu's senses.

"Wait! Wait! Don't you want to know what's hidden in this Yunmeng Cauldron?" Ying Shu asked.

Ye Chuxiao replied, "Perhaps it's Chen Wang (Prince Chen) Xiao Chi!"

Ye Chuxiao had once suspected that Jin Buyi might be Chen Wang Xiao Chi. As for the discrepancy between his personality and the rumors, it could be explained by him turning to the dark side.

However, the moment he saw the Yunmeng Cauldron, he completely overturned his previous idea.

Ye Chuxiao finally understood the source of the contradictions that had appeared in the old Dragon King Yuan Zhen.

Yuan Zhen was not stupid, but many of his actions were confusing and incomprehensible.

Whether it was his refusal to kill his younger brother, his unrestrained indulgence of his wife, or his escape with the Yunmeng Cauldron without any comprehensive plan to kill his way back to Yunmeng Daze (Cloud Dream Marsh), or even his return to Yunmeng Daze at Jin Buyi's instigation, he performed extremely poorly, even selling out Jin Buyi several times... Could a person with a normal IQ do these things?

How could a dragon who could do such things survive for so many years without being skinned, have his tendons pulled, and be made into a full dragon banquet?

If you say he was cunning, he wasn't completely cunning either.

"So that's how it is. Only by losing the position of Dragon King could he have enough reason to take away the Yunmeng Cauldron and place it on the peak of Yaoshan."

"The Yunmeng Cauldron is a divine artifact forged by the Xia Emperor ten thousand years ago to dredge the world's water veins and dragon energy. Using it to gather the dragon vein energy to nourish the remnant soul is indeed most suitable."

"Perhaps the incident more than a hundred years ago has some subtle differences from the version that is now rumored." Ye Chuxiao slashed with his precious saber, not getting close to the Yunmeng Cauldron, but buying himself time to survive.

"You can get closer."

"Don't worry, the soul in this cauldron hasn't awakened yet. As long as you don't actively disturb it, there won't be any danger."

"Could I possibly be lying to you?" Ying Shu said to Ye Chuxiao in this way.

Ye Chuxiao did not respond to Ying Shu, or rather... he didn't respond to her in the way she expected.

The Clown was summoned, and the powerful force of the mental barrier quickly spread, squeezing and repelling Ying Shu's thoughts.

"Wait! You can't leave my guidance!"

"You'll regret it! Ye Chuxiao!" Ying Shu's final voice echoed intermittently in the back of Ye Chuxiao's head.

After dispelling Ying Shu's gaze, Ye Chuxiao finally moved his steps and approached the Yunmeng Cauldron.

His fingers stopped three inches away from the cauldron.

The surrounding dead air made it clear to Ye Chuxiao that a huge danger must be hidden.

Perhaps the soul hidden in the cauldron was still dormant.

However, the old Dragon King Yuan Zhen had calculated so deeply that it was absolutely impossible for him not to leave any backup plans on this cauldron.

In the end, Ye Chuxiao only chose to absorb the Dao rhythms accumulated in the cauldron that were useless to that soul with his golden clock.

The 'water level' inside the cauldron continued to drop.

Ye Chuxiao's Dao rhythm storage reached an unimaginable level of abundance.

"One thousand seven hundred and seventy-one... so many Dao rhythms, at my current digestion speed... at my current digestion speed, even if you give me two thousand years, I still won't be able to digest them all."

"It's useless to hold it in my hands, only spending it has value."

"Since I have so many Dao rhythms, it seems that my plan has to change."

Thinking of this, Ye Chuxiao waved the precious saber in his hand, stirring up a series of underwater undercurrents, stirring up the surrounding yin-cold materials and covering the Yunmeng Cauldron.

The pit where the Yunmeng Cauldron was located was refilled, making it look no different from the surrounding area.

However, in Ye Chuxiao's spiritual vision, he could still see wisps of light red smoke rising from the place where the cauldron was buried, slowly contaminating and changing those yin-cold materials.

No wonder such a large piece of Yuanyang ore had condensed above the Yunmeng Cauldron.

If the old Dragon King had done it deliberately, it would have been too conspicuous.

This was completely inconsistent with his goal of hiding the Yunmeng Cauldron and using the dragon energy of Daheng to nourish the soul of Chen Wang Xiao Chi.

"Perhaps the effects of the Yunmeng Cauldron, the dragon energy of Daheng, and Chen Wang Xiao Chi combined to form a special effect, condensing powerful pure Yang energy in this yin-cold environment. The pure Yang energy contaminated a large number of yin-cold materials, turning them into Yuanyang ore instead."

"In that case, taking away the Yuanyang ore was actually helping the old Dragon King?"

Ye Chuxiao didn't think too much about it. A masterless Dao rhythm merged into the golden clock, using it to communicate with the Good Fortune Boat on the sea of the Great Dao.

This was the first time Ye Chuxiao had used a masterless Dao rhythm as a ticket, pulling him up and entering the Good Fortune Boat.

In the past, he had used more Dao rhythms, but fewer masterless Dao rhythms, so masterless Dao rhythms were especially precious, and used Dao rhythms were usually used as ticket consumption.

Now, the number of masterless Dao rhythms far exceeded the number of used Dao rhythms. In comparison, although used Dao rhythms could not be digested and transformed into talents on their own, they could be decomposed and transformed into cultivation experience, making them more valuable than masterless Dao rhythms.

Coming to the Good Fortune Boat again, Ye Chuxiao didn't delay and directly opened the exchange list, generously spending a huge sum of two hundred Dao rhythms to purchase a one-time space-time anchor point.

When he activated this space-time anchor point, he would jump back to the current time point in six years.

All the karma, backlash, and even the twists and turns from space-time were borne by the Good Fortune Boat, and Ye Chuxiao would not bear any malicious consequences from space-time.

This was very different from the space-time airbag, which had to be used sparingly.

This was the benefit of spending money.

As long as you spend enough, you can even complete the privatization of a Good Fortune Boat.

However, the Dao rhythms required would be an astronomical figure.

If Ye Chuxiao hadn't suddenly made such a windfall, he wouldn't have dared to be so generous.

After anchoring the time, Ye Chuxiao's activity time became more spacious.

He had six years of 'free time'.

This made Ye Chuxiao hesitate whether to go to the Desolate Battle Realm.

After all, with six years, with the resources he had on hand, he could at least set foot in the Transformation Realm, no matter which world he went to.

After a moment of hesitation, Ye Chuxiao strengthened his thoughts.

"I still have to go to the Desolate Battle Realm!"

"Although the Transformation Realm is not weak, it is still much weaker compared to the old schemer Jin Buyi and Ying Shu, who has mastered the initiative of the Heart Pill. Resources cannot replace one's own cultivation. If one can quickly and steadily advance by simply stacking resources, then all the experts should be those who have mastered the most resource inclination."

"I must at least have the Wisdom Realm cultivation base, coupled with the at least hundred-layer Tower Climbing Secret Technique, to be able to confront them head-on in terms of frontal strength."

"To achieve this goal within six years, only the special nature of the Desolate Battle Realm can meet my needs."

After making up his mind, Ye Chuxiao first took the Yuanyang ore to the weapon forging platform for processing.

The Desolate Battle Realm was not a kind place, according to Ye Chuqi's description.

The rapid improvement of the cultivators in that world was not only due to the 'defects' of the world, but also because they all chose to bloom and burn to their fullest in a very short period of time.

In ordinary worlds, cultivators who pursue longevity and eternity fight each other for no reason.

The Desolate Battle Realm didn't need it!

If you learn the saber, and I also learn the saber, we can have a life-and-death battle.

If you step on my shadow, you must decide the outcome before sunset.

Not to mention the countless vendettas, chaos, grievances...

Gathering together in a chaotic manner, it can be described in one simple word: 'chaos'.

Embarking on the path of cultivation is the beginning of chaos.

Almost every cultivator in the Desolate Battle Realm had fought their way out step by step through bloody battles.

Those who lived improved their cultivation rapidly, and those who died naturally ended everything.

Of course, the Desolate Battle Realm also had rules, which was that you could not casually attack ordinary people who had no cultivation.

Even if you did, it was best not to publicize it, let alone do it too ostentatiously.

Otherwise, you would become the enemy of the world.

Ye Chuxiao had many trump cards, but he didn't mind adding some more life-saving capital.

The huge Yuanyang ore, combined with some precious materials that Ye Chuxiao had privately collected, and some carefully selected purchases from the Good Fortune Boat's warehouse and market.

Having become wealthy, Ye Chuxiao chose to create a set of precious armor and saber that could be integrated with true energy, a Yuanyang precious mirror that could dispel internal and external demons in the Spiritual Platform, two Yuanyang flying swords for suppressing demons and slaying evil, and one hundred and eight Yuanyang thunder-fire bullets that exploded with the full power of a Wisdom Realm cultivator.

After such a round of consumption, Ye Chuxiao's wallet shrank by one-third, and he now had only over a thousand masterless Dao rhythms left.

What he got in return was Yuanyang precious armor and precious saber that grew with his own cultivation.

As well as some miscellaneous items.

This set of precious armor and saber, which he had invested heavily in, was still just a top-grade magic weapon in terms of grade, but their spirituality actually needed Ye Chuxiao to nourish and endow them with his own true energy.

Along with Ye Chuxiao's cultivation, they would quickly be imbued with spirituality and grow to the level of a middle-grade spiritual treasure in a short period of time.

Then, after some time of grinding, they would eventually grow into top-grade spiritual treasures. As for whether they could cross that line and become divine artifacts, it depended on what level Ye Chuxiao's own cultivation could break through to.

From another perspective, even if Ye Chuxiao was given two divine artifacts now, he wouldn't be able to use them.

A skinny person weighing a hundred pounds can't wield a two-hundred-pound iron rod. Extraordinary and transcendent divine artifacts are naturally not something that ordinary cultivators can use.

And these two Yuanyang magic weapons that could be integrated into the body also endowed Ye Chuxiao's true energy with extremely strong Yuanyang attributes.

For those demons and monsters, Ye Chuxiao was both Tang Monk meat and King Yama.

Ye Chuxiao's true energy, and even the flesh, blood, and essence that were gradually contaminated by true energy, was a great temptation for demons and monsters, but at the same time, once Ye Chuxiao unleashed his power, even the most ordinary attacks would be equivalent to adding a critical hit against demons and monsters.

After a whole set of equipment was prepared on the Good Fortune Boat.

Ye Chuxiao then used Dao rhythms to purchase the Mature Chapter and Perfect Chapter of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord.

The Mature Chapter and the Perfect Chapter were enough for him to learn for a while.

Having the Longevity Saber did not mean that Ye Chuxiao did not need the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord.

The Nine Styles of the Saber Lord were the orthodox, and the Longevity Saber was the unorthodox. In all battles, engage with the orthodox, and win with the unorthodox.

No matter how powerful the Longevity Saber was, if it was used as a regular saber technique, losing its role as a surprise weapon, it would reveal the bottom card, and the effect would be greatly reduced if the enemy was prepared.

Opening the new chapter of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord, as expected, the Mature Chapter was no longer just the basic saber stances. It also included many dissections of the original meaning of the saber moves, as well as techniques and methods for using the saber to respond to various cultivator methods.

It could be called a comprehensive encyclopedia of saber techniques, and it even had the tendency of breaking all techniques with a saber in hand.

The mature Nine Styles of the Saber Lord were almost the ultimate in complexity.

If a cultivator with ordinary aptitude only had this Mature Chapter of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord, they could chew on it for a lifetime and still not necessarily be able to chew it thoroughly.

Looking further down, the Perfect Chapter of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord was almost the ultimate in simplicity.

It had reached the realm of completely disregarding external objects and wielding the saber freely.

It vaguely coincided with the realm of artistic conception in cultivation.

It was equivalent to incorporating the mystery of artistic conception into the saber technique. If one could master it, it would be equivalent to allowing cultivators below the artistic conception realm to learn about the power and meaning of artistic conception from the perspective of the saber technique in advance.

It was also beneficial to helping cultivators break through the artistic conception realm.

Naturally, this perfect Nine Styles of the Saber Lord was the nine saber techniques that had been truly refined. They seemed simple and unadorned, but in fact, they encompassed everything. With the foundation and maturity of the first two chapters, it had risen to an almost perfect level.

Even if Ye Chuxiao envisioned using the Longevity Saber to break through these nine saber techniques, the only thing he could think of for the time being was to gather a huge amount of death energy and use brute force to break through them.

The first saber of longevity, dividing Yin and Yang, no longer seemed so irresistible under the perfect nine sabers of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord.

A momentary cut could not shatter the endless saber net.

"Sure enough, Ying Shu's statement that the host of the Longevity Saber once suppressed the Saber Lord is not trustworthy."

"The Saber Lord may have indeed lost, but the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord is an extremely perfect saber technique. From the perspective of 'saber technique' alone, it is impeccable."

"The strength of the Longevity Saber does not lie in its superficial saber moves, but in its own concept and unique execution and operating rules."

Looking at the final Sublimation Chapter of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord again, Ye Chuxiao found that even if he had enough wealth, he could not buy it.

Because the final Sublimation Chapter required him to find the Saber Lord himself and obtain his approval before he could exchange it.

Wasn't this purely ridiculous?

If you had already obtained the Saber Lord's approval, would you still need to spend money to buy it on the Good Fortune Boat?

Did they really think that crossers were fools?

"Sure enough, the Good Fortune Boat is very magical, but it is not really omnipotent. From the Sublimation Chapter of the Nine Styles of the Saber Lord, it can be seen that most of the top-notch peerless divine powers and various divine artifacts and treasures described in it are probably not available, or they have various restrictions, and they are completely useless." Ye Chuxiao was not disappointed. His harvest on this trip to the Good Fortune Boat was already enough.

He canceled the time he spent staying on the Good Fortune Boat by paying with his fate points.

After entering the coordinate information of the Desolate Battle Realm, Ye Chuxiao began to build his identity with one thousand fate points.

Emperor of Northern Qin!

After entering the customized information, a powerful pushing force threw Ye Chuxiao out of the Good Fortune Boat, and then he fell towards the Desolate Battle Realm.