From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 179 The Boat Between Two Worlds

Don't come in.

Chen Xuan rubbed the scribbled words on the green jade, suspecting that it was the handwriting of Lord Shanjun, and asked the tiger cubs to identify the words.

"Oh...this is text..."

The steady Tiger Brother took one look and suddenly realized what was going on. He waved his hand and called over Tiger Sister, Tiger Dashan, and the other cubs, saying, "Take a look and see if this is what father wrote."

"I don't know him very well..."

"Can your father read? He never taught me."

"..."

Chen Xuan's face was filled with black lines. He knew that the Tiger family valued martial arts over literature, but he hadn't expected them to be so biased. A family of ghosts, not even a single literate person. No wonder they did whatever the Fox family said!
Humans, monsters, and all other races are similar and inherit civilization.

But ghosts are far different and extremely wild.

The cultivation of most ghosts and monsters comes from bloodline inheritance. When they reach a certain age and realm, the inheritance will emerge on its own. They don't need to be literate, relying on their body's instincts to breathe and practice the Immortal Qi Sutra...

According to legend, the world's earliest breathing techniques, magic tricks, and scriptures were imitated from the mythical beasts of the mountains and seas.

"Take a look." Dishan, the little elephant with four tusks, leaned forward. He didn't recognize the handwriting, but he could tell it wasn't his father's. He turned to look at the little fox Baizi and said,
"Little Fox, you are the most capable. You can recognize words. Tell me what it means."

The Fox family and the Tiger family have a good relationship and have studied green jade many times before.

Baizi Little Fox replied:
"It wasn't written by Uncle Tiger, nor by Little Fox's father... Perhaps it was written on the spur of the moment by some literate ghost elder."

Chen Xuan nodded when he heard this and continued to examine the ordinary green jade. The writing was scratched, old and mottled, and seemed to be quite old... Could it be that the writing was not engraved recently?

Could it be that in the white mist abyss that is suspected to be the secret realm of [Guyao Mountain], there are ancient people living in it, just like the secret realm of Peach Blossom Spring of the immortal species?

"No, the ancients wrote in seal script. The four characters 'Don't come in' are obviously simplified modern characters."

Chen Xuan shook his head, overturning his guess.

Aunt Fox, who was at the advanced Daozang realm of the Fox family, came over and said, "I don't know who these four words are reminding or warning... but it has nothing to do with us."

They had seen the text a long time ago, but didn't pay much attention to it.

That vast abyss of white fog could even swallow up the big ghosts like Shanjun and other cauldron monsters... Even if no one reminded them, these Taoist and immortal ghosts would not take the initiative to contact them unless they had a very long life.

Chen Xuan became even more confused after hearing this. Who was Lord Shanjun trying to remind by giving away a useless stone?
"Could it be me?"

Impossible, Lord Shanjun doesn't know when he will return to the Southern Wilderness.

"This stone is not as simple as it appears. There is a trace of residual earth virtue and yellow qi power inside it."

Chen Xuan continued to sense and examine the green jade. The mottled patterns on the surface of the jade seemed to form a mysterious mountain and swamp magic pattern. He found it magical, but he did not understand what these rune veins represented.

Did the green jade stone serve as a talisman for some kind of magic circle long ago?

But now, the energy has been lost and it has turned into an ordinary stone.

"Benefactor, Holy Son, are you going to that great abyss of white mist?"

The little fox Bai Zi wore a pointed mourning cap on his head. When he stood up, he looked like a little girl over one meter tall. He gently tugged at Chen Xuan's sleeve with his little paw. His eyes sparkled as he looked up and said worriedly:

"That area is very dangerous. Many of the evil demons from the south are now entrenched there... It's said that some human and demon cultivators from outside the Southern Wilderness have also infiltrated."

Shanjun led a group of big ghosts and dug in the Southern Wilderness for several months, which was bound to attract the attention of other forces.

Now that an accident has occurred, many people gather around as if they have smelled something fishy.

Chen Xuan touched Bai Zi's little fox's head, lowered his head and smiled:
"I'm afraid so... I'm still waiting for Little Fox's father to refine a peerless treasure for me."

Originally, I had this idea in my mind.

There are a large number of treasure fragments accumulated in the Shanghe Scroll. You can ask the weapon refining master Bai Gangan to help you refine a peerless treasure.

Refining a peerless treasure takes a very long time, often taking years or months.

He could just take advantage of this time to find a safe place in the Southern Wilderness and continue his retreat and cultivation... But now, the three-tailed fox Bai Gan Gan has also disappeared.

"Sir Shanjun, you were too hasty in searching for the ruins of Mount Guyao... You promised to wait for me to join you in the future."

Chen Xuan complained in his heart, but he vaguely understood why Lord Tiger did this...

If the tiger had not found something more important to do and restrained the other cruel and bloodthirsty monsters, I am afraid that the border cities such as Chiya City in the south of Chu State would have been turned into a sea of blood and corpses.

Some carnivorous ghosts would go even further than the monsters of the Rain Country and the plant spirits of the Zhi Country.

Because, since ancient times, humans have been on the ghosts'...diet.

Local dogs understand human nature and know what their owners like and dislike.

"Meow
In the bushes, the black cat hid its body and secretly poked its head out. Its pair of gorgeous purple-black eyes stared at Chen Xuan, who was surrounded by a group of ghosts, and muttered:

"People grow stronger, and Chen Xuan grows stronger especially quickly."

More than half a year ago, Chen Xuan was able to fight against many ordinary Daozang alone, but she knew that he was cheating and relying entirely on external forces, which came from his destiny weapon - the Human Emperor Banner.

But now, Chen Xuan mobilized a pure immortal energy power, and with just a glance, he could "kill" more than a dozen Taoist monks easily and efficiently.

This is an upright power that belongs to oneself.

"Why is Chen Xuan staying on Tiger Mountain if he doesn't escape? The Lord of Peacock Mountain in the south is about to arrive. Can he still defeat the Dinglu Mighty One?"

Xuanmao was slightly worried and curious, wondering if Chen Xuan had become so powerful that he was no longer afraid of the cauldrons and ghosts?

"Never mind, let's eat first!"

The corpses of more than a dozen peacock ghosts were swept by the Emperor's Banner, and their spiritual essence was picked up again. Almost all the most precious things were taken away by Chen Xuan, and there were not many useful things left.

If Xuan Mao waits until the great battle at the cauldron level breaks out, not to mention the corpses of the peacocks, this Tiger Mountain, which was erected not long ago, might collapse again, and his trip would be in vain!

She sneaked out of the bushes, pretending to be a passing wild cat, and walked towards Chen Xuan, muttering to herself:

"You can't see this cat, you can't see this cat..."

She was one of the few people who knew that Chen Xuan had cultivated his soul body in advance. If he used his soul, he would be able to see someone like her:
"There are not many Taoist monks like Chen Xuan in the world. I am so scared just to eat something!"

"..."

Chen Xuan looked straight ahead, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the black cat trying to cover its ears while stealing the bell coming over. He glanced at the small jade book tied with a red rope around its neck.

"Will the [Minor Underworld]'s Heavenly Fated Immortal Seed Atlas automatically record the names of the [Lords of the Two Realms] next?"

He pondered in his mind, then slowly turned his head. At the end of the distant sky, a golden-white light appeared, extremely bright, like a sword-shaped rainbow light across the sky, dragging out an expanding air wave and flame.

The Lord of Peacock Mountain is here.

The rumbling sound of the white qi whistling can no longer be heard.

The speed of the Lord of Peacock Mountain, the powerful Dinglu, is astonishingly fast, even exceeding the speed of sound waves!

In just a moment, the Lord of Peacock Mountain burst out with all his strength, crossed hundreds of miles and killed them!
"The Lord of Peacock Mountain is here." The ghosts and monsters on Tiger Mountain soon discovered the sword-shaped rainbow light appearing in the distant sky. Faintly, they could see the figure of a peacock with colorful divine light.

"He's here." Brother Hu's palms were full of cold sweat.

"Does he really have a way to deal with the powerful Dinglu?" Aunt Fox looked uneasy and doubted Chen Xuan's strength.

"They're coming too fast..." In the distance, some ghosts who had not yet left and were determined to fight alongside Hushan all had ugly expressions on their faces.

These ghosts were willing to stay in the Southern Wilds, firstly because they were on good terms with the Hu Family, and secondly, because they had all heard of the name of Chen Xuan, the "Saint Son of the Southern Wilds," from their fathers who were at the Dinglu Realm...

Last year, the big ghosts in the Southern Wilderness joined forces to attack the Small Plague Palace and sweep through the Rain Country.

Although there were reasons for the mountain king's forced orders and promises of benefits, there were also quite a few big ghosts who were willing to take action simply because of Chen Xuan's identity without the mountain king's pressure.

The Mountain Ghost Lady is the ruler of the Southern Wilderness.

Chen Xuan has an identity token bestowed by the mountain ghost himself. Isn’t this the young master?

The place where he stands is the will of the Mountain Ghost Goddess.

Back then, the three-tailed fox Bai Gan Gan, a ghost who was so hostile to humans and hated them, was completely destroyed by Chen Xuan in his own pear garden, but he still did not cause any trouble and was even willing to refine weapons for him. Isn't it because of this reason!

"Let's fight with the Lord of Peacock Mountain in the south!" Some ghosts gritted their teeth, gripped their weapons tightly, and looked ready to die. They couldn't just sit there and watch Chen Xuan, the "Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness", die here while they themselves fled without a fight.

"It's really troublesome..."

Chen Xuan frowned and muttered to himself, glancing at the ghosts present. He had already signaled these troublesome ghosts to leave, but they refused to leave honestly, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"You..." Aunt Fox heard Chen Xuan muttering to himself and saw his embarrassed expression. She immediately felt something was wrong. Could it be that Chen Xuan, seeing the Peacock Mountain Lord in person, suddenly felt that he was no match for him and was giving up? It was too late! This couldn't be such a joke!

Aunt Fox's face turned pale, and she immediately said solemnly, "If you can't defeat them, you go first and we'll hold them off!"

"It's not a question of whether or not I can win..."

Chen Xuan glanced at Aunt Fox who looked nervous, and thought to himself, a high-level Taoist ghost like you is certainly capable of withstanding one or even two attacks from the Dinglu Mighty.

But some small-nosed ghosts are not okay!

The little fox Bai Zi has good physique and talent, and is now on the verge of a second metamorphosis.

The four-tusked elephant Dishan is the youngest and barely knows how to breathe. He is still spinning in circles in his attempt to transcend to eternity.

The Queyu family, descendants of Taoist ghosts and monsters, were also little demons who had transformed into celestial beings. They were trembling with fear and huddled on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Among other ghosts, there are also some young and fragile descendants of the powerful Dinglu who come to participate in the "ascension funeral" of the mountain king.

Little foxes, little elephants, little birds, little white snakes, little sika deer… These fragile little monsters would be utterly destroyed if they were even slightly affected by a cauldron-level battle. "We have no choice but to change the battlefield!"

Chen Xuan made up his mind and held a walnut-sized jade boat in his hand. His palm was wrapped in a faint force of space.

This is a top-notch, peerless treasure.

But all the mighty divine power was blocked by the force of space. When viewed with the naked eye, it was not even as good as an ordinary treasure of the Daozang level.

"If we defeat him, we won't have to worry about the golden virtue and white qi resources for practicing the Six Desires Sutra." Chen Xuan stared at the sky. In the blink of an eye, the Lord of Peacock Mountain quickly expanded from a dust-like point of light into a sword-shaped rainbow light hundreds of meters long that spanned the sky.

The powerful power of the cauldron was approaching Tiger Mountain at a rapid speed like a storm.

"It's over..." Many ghosts at a lower level could no longer hold back their heart palpitations and collapsed to the ground.

"Long!"

At this moment, Chen Xuan's eyes were like lightning, his robes fluttered without wind, and the immortal energy in his body surged like a flood bursting from a dam. With a bang, he summoned the small boat between the two worlds, and like a ray of jade light and a retrograde meteor, it cut through the sky and headed towards the Lord of Peacock Mountain.

"what!"

Dozens of miles away, the Lord of Peacock Mountain was flowing with colorful precious light all over his body, and every feather was as crystal clear as jade and iron, like an unsheathed peerless immortal sword, emitting brilliant sword light.

His eyes were as cold as a pond as he stared at a beam of dark yellow jade light that was coming straight towards him from the sky above Tiger Mountain in the distance.

"A peerless treasure? But its aura is a little too weak..."

This doubtful thought arose in the mind of the Lord of Peacock Mountain, and then a hint of greed flashed across his eyes.

"It's all mine!"

He knew that Chen Xuan, the Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness, had some good things. Although the Southern Wilderness was separated by hundreds of thousands of miles between the north and the south, the Seven-Colored Peacock, as a powerful cauldron master, had also heard of some of Chen Xuan's deeds.

Suspected identity of the Chosen One.

Mountain ghost token made of Jinyu paste.

Human Emperor Banner.

The Xiaoleishen Bow of the Rain Country Dragon genus.

Now there is another peerless treasure...

Any one of them is a treasure of inestimable value. Even the powerful ones like Dinglu would be jealous and have evil thoughts when they see it.

Letting a human being take control of it would be a waste of talent, wouldn't it?

Originally, the Lord of Peacock Mountain just wanted to get the treasures brought back by the mountain king and take back Tiger Mountain, but he was lucky enough to run into Chen Xuan returning to the Southern Wilderness. He was really blessed by fate and felt that all the luck in the second half of his life was used up today!
"What the North dares not do, we in the South will do! Whom the North dares not kill, we in the South will kill!"

The Lord of Peacock Mountain roared, without slowing down at all, and spit out a brilliant seven-colored sword light towards the sky.

"Zheng!"

The colorful sword light split the sky like a bright moon, hundreds of meters long, slashing towards the walnut-sized jade boat, but there was only a click, and the sword light seemed to cut through some kind of barrier and disappeared in the sky in vain.

The Lord of Peacock Mountain's heart skipped a beat and he was suspended in the air. The scene in front of him suddenly turned upside down. White mist with golden light was rising all around.

“Long…”

In the field of vision, an extremely huge boat, like a moving fairy palace city, tens of thousands of meters long, broke through the vast ocean of golden fairy mist and roared out.

"The market treasure... this level..."

His heart was shocked. On the boat, there were countless continuous pavilions with flying eaves and brackets. In the center, there was a magnificent nine-story teahouse. The clear sound of chimes came, hitting his heart one after another.

On top of the Jiuchong Teahouse, stood a young man who was extraordinary in valor and as tall as a bamboo.

The Lord of Peacock Mountain knew how dilapidated and messy the ordinary markets of traveling merchants were.

But now, the ship before him had ancient and mysterious rune arrays all over its hull, and its beams and buildings were carved and painted, with specifications extremely high, as if it was a market that only immortals were qualified to set foot in.

"What is this?" Outside the market, all the ghosts and monsters on Tiger Mountain looked up in shock.

The golden fairy mist, like the vast ocean, enveloped an area of dozens of miles above the head. A huge white jade boat, like a floating island, could be vaguely seen, appearing and disappearing.

"The exclusive treasure of Lord [Lord of the Two Realms]..." Aunt Fox said in a daze.

A few years ago, a maid wearing a bronze mask visited Fox Mountain and offered this market treasure. She held a newborn white fox cub in her arms and followed the three-tailed fox into the boat, where she met the legendary and peerless man of destiny.

But this legendary exclusive treasure now appears in Chen Xuan's hands!
"Is this his trump card against the Dinglu demon?" Aunt Fox wondered. "Even if he can temporarily restrain the Peacock Mountain Lord, the final blow that determines victory or death still requires real strength."

"clang!"

On the boat, in the nine-story teahouse, the sound of bells rang out like the music of heaven, floating in the air.

Chen Xuan looked down from above, his clothes fluttering, like an immortal in a fairy palace. In his eyes flowed a golden light of dragon might, and fine black and gold dragon scales gradually spread from the corners of his eyes.

He was looking down at the colorful Peacock Mountain Lord who was as small as a mosquito or ant under the boat.

"What do you mean?"

The Lord of Peacock Mountain was suspended in the air, also staring at the young man's figure on the ninth-floor teahouse, with a deep sense of confusion and uneasiness rising in his heart.

"rumble……"

On the huge boat, five figures of different sizes, including the Human Emperor, Eternal Life, and the Six Desires, were like divine soldiers and generals above the nine heavens, shuttling between the fairy palaces and pavilions, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"Wow!"

The Human Emperor Daozang walked like a towering mountain, his banner fluttering in the sky. Huangliang Daozang's head rose from behind a pavilion, his eyes gleaming with a green light. A phantom of an ancient, emerald-green tree, hundreds of meters tall, shimmered and shone, shedding a shower of light.

"Bang..."

The Taoist Canons of Changsheng and Liuyu, who were as tall as a human, were working together to lift up pieces of scarlet armor accessories to help Chen Xuan put on the Morning Dew Armor.

"Zheng!"

A black moon was floating behind Tian Yandaozang. He raised his hands high and presented a peerless immortal sword with a purple scabbard to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan grabbed the Jingzhe Immortal Sword, his face covered with black and gold dragon scales, as if he was wearing a ferocious bronze mask.

"Come on..." He spoke slowly, his majestic voice echoing like a dragon's roar.

With the strength of one person, he fights against the cauldron alone.

"You..." Peacock Mountain Master was stunned. He thought Chen Xuan must be crazy. How dare a mere Daozang challenge Dinglu to a fight? How outrageous!

Although the opponent was emitting an aura that was no less powerful than that of a cauldron, Daozang could still kill him at will.

"Is there a conspiracy?"

Peacock Mountain Master was filled with doubt and confusion, then he laughed and shook his head, "He's alone... Is he imagining something crazy, thinking he could defeat me on his own?"

This boat market was so huge that it was difficult for him to find the exit for a while.

There is nothing here except Chen Xuan's aura.

The Lord of Peacock Mountain did not sense the breath of other beings.

According to legend, each treasure of the Two Worlds Market is controlled by a famous cauldron master in a certain area.

In the north of the Southern Wilderness, there is the weapon refining master, the three-tailed fox Bai Gangan, who is very good at dancing with long sleeves.

But now, the three-tailed fox disappeared along with the mountain king.

So, this boat market belongs to the "Holy Son of the Southern Wilderness" Chen Xuan?
A Taoist canon.

How could I be worthy enough to control such a high-end market between the two worlds!

……

……

Yunmeng Prefecture.

In the teahouse of Yunmeng Market.

[Lord of the Two Realms] Hua Liuli was kneeling in front of the table, her white, slightly transparent gauze skirt spread on the ground like cherry blossoms. She held a pen in her hand, writing lines on the snow-white paper.

Right now.

Hua Liuli's long eyelashes trembled slightly, then she put down the brush, slightly raised her proud chest, and a graceful arc appeared at the corners of her rosy lips.

"Finally..."

Southern Wilderness.

Chen Xuan opened the market.

……

……

In the southern wilderness, there is a boat market.

"hold head high!"

The rumbling sound of a dragon's roar shook the earth.

(End of this chapter)