Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 327 Treasure Mountain Secret Vault
On the Azure Sea Continent, the Ye family's influence far surpasses that of the Xuan Nu Palace.

Of course, the Xuan Nu Palace was the strongest in the Qingming Continent ten thousand years ago, but it was still much stronger than the Ye family at that time.

In the current Qingming Continent, the influence of the eight male cultivator factions has firmly established itself as dominant. Therefore, the female cultivators of these two factions have a very close relationship and are strategic allies who stick together for mutual support.

The current patriarch, Ye Xinglan, possesses profound cultivation. It is said that a thousand years ago, he had already surpassed the supreme leader of the Xuan Nu Palace, making him one of the top experts on the entire Qingming Continent.

"Hmm? The cultivators who opened this immortal abode ruins... seem to be all women? But they don't seem to be the sisters from the Xuan Nu Palace. Could they be outsiders?"

Ye Xinglan moved with light, graceful steps, her slender waist swaying gently. Her exquisite facial features, with her dark, slightly furrowed brows, and the undulating curves of her waist and hips beneath her magnificent palace dress created a striking visual impact.

With her cultivation level, it wasn't difficult for her to sense some clues about the opening of the Immortal Abode Ruins, but that was all.

Some unfathomable force seemed to have obscured the celestial trajectory, preventing Ye Xinglan from divulging any further information.

When she tentatively probed, she received a tremendous sense of danger, as if it could completely devour her soul, making her dare not try again.

After weighing the options, the female clan leader wisely gave up. The other party clearly possessed some rare ancient artifact, or perhaps had an extraordinary destiny, which was why her divination of the heavens had failed.

"...Sister, what should we do now?"

Beside Ye Xinglan, a woman in a pink dress, with delicate features and a face as beautiful as a peony, and captivating eyes, asked a question.

She is Ye Binghua, the younger sister of the family head, Ye Xinglan.

Ye Xinglan turned her head slightly, her beautiful eyes gazing at the horizon, and whispered:

"Those old friends have already arrived. It's not a good time to clash with them. Let's go inside first!"

Now that they were already here, the cultivators of the Ye family naturally couldn't leave empty-handed; they had to explore the Immortal Mansion ruins.

As for whether he will fight with his old rivals while he's inside, that's inevitable, just not now.

Ye Binghua nodded slightly, raised her hand and cast a few spells to retrieve the precious embroidered pavilion treasure. Then, tens of thousands of beautiful female cultivators surged into the light gate like a tide and disappeared without a trace.

Several hours later, a large contingent of cultivators from the Crimson Shadow Demon Sect arrived, their killing intent palpable. The senior elders leading the group observed silently for a while, then gave an order, and the numerous demonic cultivators entered without hesitation.

In the following days, teams from many powerful forces, including Shaohao Immortal Sect, Tianxi Divine Dynasty, Yan Family, Lihuo Divine Palace, Tianyan Pavilion, and Hanhai Immortal Alliance, arrived one after another.

On the tenth day, teams from various forces, including the Great Xia Dynasty, Shenluo Heavenly Palace, Taiqing Dynasty, Beichen Family, and Fanmen Pure Land, arrived from the Qingyao Giant Continent.

"...Hmph! This time, I must seize this opportunity and not let anyone else get there first!"

A voluptuous, tall, and stunningly beautiful woman with a face as fair as a peach blossom appeared at the entrance of the immortal palace ruins. Her hair was styled in a high bun, and her deep blue palace dress was covered with intricate and exquisite nebula patterns. Her jade-like legs were round and long beneath the hem of her dress.

If Ling Changqing were here, he would definitely recognize her as the long-lost Luo Qitianjun. Back in the Hongmeng Holy Temple, this woman had tried to attack him, but Meng Feiyu managed to suppress her instead.

She glanced around for a moment, then stepped inside.

A moment later, another stunningly beautiful figure slowly appeared.

She was Ji Minghui, surrounded by a large group of beautiful and charming female cultivators, all of whom were elders and disciples of Ningxiang Palace, the second major lineage of Qingchen Continent.

"...Why did this place open ahead of schedule? According to the original calculations, this ancient holy land was supposed to remain dormant for many more years before it could see the light of day again!"

After many years, Ji Minghui was still dressed in a snow-white dress, with fair skin and a beautiful face. Her features were exquisite, her lips were red, and her skin was smooth and delicate.

"So... Fellow Daoist Ji, you've come too?"

As a deep, resonant voice rang out, Emperor Ji Xuanchen of the Qingchen Divine Dynasty appeared not far away, accompanied by a large group of high-level cultivators, their spiritual radiance dazzling and their imposing presence awe-inspiring.

They were captured and imprisoned by Luo Qi Tianjun deep within the Hongmeng Holy Temple, where they were cellmates for many years until they met Ling Changqing and were finally freed.

Ji Minghui turned around and smiled: "After all that trouble you went back to, you actually managed to take back your throne?"

A few years ago, a secret palace coup broke out in the Qingchen Divine Dynasty. The Divine Emperor, who had been on the throne for many years, was overthrown by his father, Ji Xuanchen, and power returned to his hands.

Ji Xuan Chen nodded, looking completely matter-of-fact: "My good-for-nothing son of mine is useless and can't even protect the foundation. He should go back to being his vassal king. The burden of the Qingchen Divine Dynasty still needs me for the time being!"

Ji Minghui tilted her head slightly and said thoughtfully, "Let's go in. I reckon many old acquaintances have already heard the news. It won't be long before it gets lively inside." Ji Xuanchen pondered, "I wonder if that legendary chosen one of destiny might come. If we could get to know him, it would be far better than any other opportunity."

"Him? He'll most likely be there!"

Ji Minghui smiled broadly. If she could really meet Ling Changqing deep in the ruins this time, she would never miss him.

Last time, deep within the Hongmeng Holy Temple, Ji Minghui intended to go with Ling Changqing, but because her cultivation was too high, this chosen one of destiny did not agree.

After speaking for a while longer, the cultivators from both major forces entered one after another and disappeared into the depths of the passage.

Before long, cultivators from other giant continents, including super sects of similar size, powerful clans, infamous demonic giants, and powerful rogue cultivators, came in droves.

……

On the silent wilderness.

"...Where are we?"

Ling Changqing's gaze swept across the surrounding plains. A gentle breeze blew, and the distant grass and trees swayed softly. Above him was the deep and distant night sky.

The stars, some bright and some dim, hung low in the sky, each with a different color and numbering in the thousands, radiating a tangible pressure.

"My husband, look inside those stars, what is there?"

Beside him, the beautiful and charming Xue Qingtan, with a gentle smile, took his arm and spoke.

"I see……"

Ling Changqing focused his senses and indeed discovered a clue.

Each star contains one or more items of various shapes and sizes. The most numerous are flying swords of different shapes, as well as armor, robes, flying boats, and carriages of various styles.

Of course, there are also towers, clocks, zithers, pens, mirrors, tripods... all sorts of objects are not lacking.

They... should all be magical artifacts, magical treasures, and perhaps even powerful ancient treasures? Spiritual treasures?

"These all belong to the Doumu Immortal Palace's treasury,"

Xue Qingtan said softly, "As long as the visiting cultivators communicate with these stars with their divine sense, they can open them and obtain the treasures inside if they are lucky enough."

In her memory, this place was once a battlefield of carnage. Countless cultivators fought fiercely for some rare spiritual treasures among the stars, and many perished here.

A very small number of cultivators did indeed succeed in obtaining valuable items. However, the most valuable spiritual treasures flew away and disappeared without a trace; no one knew where they went.

Ling Changqing pondered, "There must be quite a few high-grade magic treasures and spiritual treasures here, right? If we can bring them all back, the family's strength will at least leap up a major level?"

Xue Qingtan's eyes sparkled, and she said with a smile, "That depends on your abilities, my husband! I believe you can do it!"

Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, acquiring a suitable magic weapon is no easy task. Crafting one themselves takes a long time, and stealing one from someone else might not be compatible with their cultivation method.

Now the Ling family has more and more Nascent Soul cultivators. Since the women have only been promoted for a short time, they basically don't have any suitable magic weapons to use. Although they don't lack materials, it takes too much time to refine them themselves. So this opportunity is just in time.

Especially in the future, the number of Nascent Soul cultivators in the family will increase. Without suitable magic weapons, their combat power will be greatly reduced, and they will inevitably suffer losses when fighting against other forces.

Ling Changqing nodded slightly. Now that he was here, he couldn't leave these good things to others; he had to take them all.

Following Xue Qingtan's instructions, he spotted a star emitting a faint blue glow, cautiously made contact with it using his divine sense, and began attempting to break the restrictions within the star.

That star contained the illusory image of a massive seal, exuding an aura of unparalleled nobility and looking down upon all living beings.

Instantly, Ling Changqing felt his divine soul power pour out like a tidal wave, being absorbed by some mysterious and mighty force within the star.

Xue Qingtan raised her head and observed for a moment, then selected a bright red star that shone brilliantly. Inside was a huge, fiery red lotus flower, and she extended her divine sense outwards.

(End of this chapter)