Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 931 Immortal Weapon
"Holy Envoy?"

Chen Mu and Yu Cheng exchanged a glance; this was the second time they had heard this title.

Previously, when Gu introduced the Five Elements Nightmare, he mentioned that he learned about it from the Holy Envoy. Since it was the "Three Elements Void Star Glutton" that he recognized, he wondered if there was a solution.

Shi Yangzongtian immediately stood up and said, "Clan leader, why don't you come with me? If there really is a way to expel that sixth-order Five Elements Nightmare, only the Holy Envoy can provide it..."

Yu Chengkong was more than happy to oblige. He nodded to Chen Mu and the other two, and the three of them got up and left together.

Not long after they entered the Shiyang tribe, they were invited by the holy envoy, who they had assumed was either in the tribe or not far away.

Guided by Shi Yangzongtian, the group traveled swiftly on clouds, crossing mountains and lakes, flying for a full half-hour before finally arriving at a towering, solitary sword peak that seemed to pierce the clouds.

This peak has no path or way, and is surrounded by sheer cliffs on all sides; it is not a place that ordinary people can reach.

Chen Mu's heart stirred slightly as he sensed the unusually dense water-attribute spiritual energy around him, leading him to make some guesses.

At the mountaintop lies a heavenly lake, its surface covered with lotus leaves, yet no lotus blossoms are in bloom. Amidst the myriad green foliage stands a jade-like tree, towering above the water, seven or eight zhang tall, its branches and leaves spreading wide, resembling a large crown, appearing as if covered by frost and snow.

Beneath the tree stands an exquisite two-story pavilion, its doors and windows now open, swaying gently in the wind and creaking softly.

The four descended from the clouds. Yu Chengkong frowned slightly, not seeing the main figure, and turned back to ask, "Chief Shi Yang, where is the Holy Envoy?"

Without needing Shi Yangzongtian's reply, Chen Mu's pupils contracted, as if he had witnessed something extraordinary.

Yu Chengkong's heart skipped a beat. When he looked back, he saw that a beautiful woman in a blue and white feather dress had appeared in front of the previously deserted pavilion.

This woman was quite strange; there was no trace of energy about her, and she gave off a sense of emptiness. Even with spiritual observation, one could not discern her true nature.

"Meet the Holy Envoy."

Shi Yangzongtian had already bowed deeply, and his respectful demeanor was even more impressive than when he faced Yu Chengkong.

The woman in the feathered skirt nodded slightly, then waved her sleeve lightly, and a delicate pavilion appeared in front of the building, complete with a stone table and chairs.

"Please be seated, everyone."

Chen Mu and the others did not put on airs and took their seats naturally. They then heard the woman in the feathered skirt sigh, "More than 20,000 years have passed in a flash..."

She looked at Yu Chengkong: "Finally, the Yu Clan members have arrived."

Yu Chengkong was startled and hurriedly asked, "Senior is...?"

Perhaps noticing that the group was intently probing, the woman in the feathered dress chuckled and said, "No need to bother. My name is Lan Yan, and I am merely a wisp of divine soul."

Yu Hong and the other man stared wide-eyed, seemingly unable to believe it.

Judging from what he said, a wisp of divine soul has survived for more than 20,000 years?
What level of realm must its true form possess to have such astonishing power?
Chen Mu was not too upset, after all, he had seen that even a wisp of remnant will could remain for tens of thousands of years, let alone a divine soul.

However, the Lord of Remnants is the Immortal Venerable Guangcheng, yet he cannot be compared to ordinary people. This suggests that this woman who calls herself Lanyan, even if her true form is not as powerful as an Immortal Venerable, must be very close...

Lan Yan ignored the three people with different thoughts and said to himself, "Back then, I made a pact with Yu Nie. She helped my clan to multiply and thrive, and I gave her blood to me. It was a win-win situation, but I didn't expect that not long after, she would return in a hurry and perish by shattering her spiritual platform."

“Since then, this world has been sealed off, and apart from the ‘Three Primal Void Star Gluttons’ clan, no other things have come here.”

"But ten thousand years ago, the contract I made with Yu Nie had already expired, yet we were unable to return due to the Xu Chen Gluttonous Clan..."

At this point, Lan Yan frowned slightly. She was a wisp of divine soul, and if she could not return to her original body for a long time, her original body's cultivation progress would be greatly reduced.

However, unforeseen circumstances arose. If she were to leave without hesitation, the clan's millennia-long propagation would be nothing but a mirage, a complete waste of effort. Thus, she inevitably found herself in a dilemma...

Yu Chengkong was somewhat surprised to hear this, and said in a low voice, "Even with your abilities, you are no match for the Five Elements Nightmare?"

Lan Yan shook his head and sighed: "The Xu Chen Gluttonous Clan is not among the Five Elements, yet they are born to suppress the Five Elements. Their innate abilities are indeed beyond what I, with just a wisp of my divine soul, can kill."

Yu Chengkong frowned: "Could it be that nothing can subdue this fiend?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu also looked intently at Lan Yan.

"There really wasn't one before..."

The man's eyes flickered: "However, there are some changes that have occurred since you came here."

She didn't care why Yu Nie committed suicide so hastily, nor did she care what had happened to the Feather Clan in the past tens of thousands of years. She only cared about the reproduction of the clan over the past ten thousand years and the progress of her own cultivation, which forced her to return quickly.

Without even asking the reason, she placed her hopes directly on the three of them.

Upon hearing this, Yu Chengkong breathed a sigh of relief, then asked excitedly, "What kind of variable is it? Please tell me, senior."

Both sides were people who didn't want to waste time, so the matter progressed surprisingly smoothly.

Lan Yan nodded and said, "I have a treasure, which was entrusted by an old friend to find the person who will inherit it. Back then, my original body left this treasure in this world, intending for me to travel around the Nine Capitals of the Floating Clouds after I succeeded, but I never expected that I would still be unable to leave."

"This treasure belongs to the Yin and Yang realms and is quite effective against the Xu Chen Tie. For nearly ten thousand years, I have been able to protect most of my races thanks to this treasure. If you wish to drive it away, you will need the help of this treasure."

"Oh?"

Yu Chengkong hurriedly asked, "Where is this treasure?"

In his mind, weren't treasures meant to be used by people? Why talk about helping or not helping?

Lan Yan seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, smiled and said, "Don't think so simply. I have already made it clear that this treasure does not belong to me, nor can I use it at will, not even you."

Seeing Yu Chengkong's puzzled expression, she continued, "This treasure's true spirit is stubborn and cannot serve anyone it has chosen. The reason I said you all have a chance is because I see that you all have good talent. I suppose that true spirit has been waiting impatiently for 20,000 years, and perhaps it will honor you as its masters."

"If that's truly the case, it would be a great fortune for the three of you..."

Chen Mu and the other two were stunned for a moment. With such a unique spirit, could this treasure be a celestial artifact?

They were momentarily excited and felt that it was highly possible.

What kind of level is a male confidant? And how could his close friends be simple people?
Celestial artifacts... each one is unique, possessing its own true spirit, knowing true essence, and being spiritually connected.

This is truly a rare find!
Chen Mu has only encountered one immortal artifact so far, and that was in the Black and White Dao Palace of the Tai Xuan Realm, from Lu Yinglingzhen, who guided him...

Now there's actually a chance to obtain a celestial artifact?
That was a bit too sudden...

However, Chen Mu also knew that Lan Yan's original intention was to find someone who was extremely compatible with the inheritance of the immortal artifact, but due to the Five Elements Nightmare, he preferred them to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu frowned slightly and asked, "If I can't wait for this treasure to recognize its master, is there any other way?"

Lan Yan's smile faded, and he said in a deep voice, "If that doesn't work, you can call others to come..."

Now that the Feather Clan has reappeared in the Feather Profound Realm, it is likely that more cultivators will soon set foot here.

Even though the current spiritual veins limit the entry of sixth-order Dao Lords, the same applies if there are many Dao Seeking cultivators; there will always be those who are compatible with the inheritance of immortal artifacts.

In Lan Yan's eyes, Yu Chengkong and the others were no different from anyone else, but in Yu Chengkong's heart, he knew that he could not wait for the others to arrive.

Otherwise, not only would Gonggong definitely cause them trouble, but even the attitude of the Feather Clan is unpredictable...

Chen Mu and the other two exchanged glances and nodded, determined to find a way to entice the immortal artifact.

"In that case, please take out the treasure, senior." Yu Chengkong stood up first and bowed.

Lan Yan stood up and smiled: "Come with me."

As soon as they entered the pavilion, they felt a sense of openness and tranquility.

Although it appears to be just a two-story building on the outside, the inside is a completely different world, with an endless blue sky above and distant, rolling mountains.

Lan Yan continued walking, leading them into a palace with a plaque above it that read "Heavenly Net".

Her eyes were clear as she pointed and said, "The treasure is inside, but the immortal energy within is powerful and ever-changing; only one person can go at a time..."

……

On the distant sea, waves rise and fall, one after another.

Gong Qinghe and the other three remained firmly atop the cloud-borne spirit boat, their eyes darting about, lost in thought.

Half a day ago, they received a message from their clan and learned that the previous palpitations were due to the legacy of their ancestors.

Logically, they should have been overjoyed, but they were put in a difficult position because of Gong Daosheng's orders.

"Stop Hong Wuyai... Hmph, it's not that easy."

Gong Qinghe still had some confidence to defy the order, but Old Gong and the messenger were extremely anxious.

With their combined strength, they absolutely could not stop Chen Mu and the others. Gong Qinghe remained calmly seated on the cloud boat, showing no intention of taking any risks. How could they possibly do anything?
“Uncle, even if you can’t stop them, you should at least make an appearance…”

The black-clad messengers knew that Gong Daosheng had a bad temper, and if they were unwilling to even put on a show of politeness, they would surely provoke his wrath.

Gong Lao nodded, figuring that Chen Mu and the other two should have already entered the Lost Realm and there should be no danger below. He then bowed to Gong Qinghe and leaped into the Abyss Cave Secret Realm, with the messenger following closely behind.

Not long after the two went down, a commotion came from the horizon.

Gong Qinghe stood up and looked over, her pupils shrinking involuntarily.

However, it turned out that there were no fewer than ten Dao Inquiry True Monarchs among the group that had come this time!

Where is Qinghe?

Gong Daosheng's expression darkened slightly, and he shouted loudly.

Gong Qinghe cursed under his breath. He was so obviously unaware of her, yet she pretended not to see him so that he would eagerly rush forward to bolster her momentum...

However, although he thought this way, he dared not openly disobey Gong Daosheng, since the matter of his disobeying orders had not yet been resolved.

The two men swayed and stepped forward, bowing and saying, "We greet our cousin."

Looking at Gong Qinghe's round face, Gong Daosheng suppressed his excitement and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Hong Wuyai?"

Gong Qinghe replied frankly, "Brother, Hong Wuyai has outsiders helping him, and we cannot stop him. Now... he has probably already entered the ancestral realm."

"Can't we stop him?"

A young man holding a fan in the queue sneered, "I think it's not that we can't stop him, but that Fourth Brother didn't dare to go down at all."

Gong Qinghe glared at him, about to reprimand him, but was interrupted by Gong Daosheng's cold snort: "Qinghe, if this matter does not affect the overall situation, it will pass. But if it ruins the clan's plans because of you, I will report it to the clan leader in the truth!"

Gong Qinghe, however, was not particularly afraid. He muttered, "If so many people can't deal with Hong Wuyai, then it's not my fault. The clan leader should know the answer in his heart..."

Gong Daosheng had no intention of listening to his nonsense any longer. He waved him away and then gave some instructions before leading his clansmen toward the secret realm.

But at that very moment, a sudden surge of inspiration came from afar, like rolling waves on the sea, sweeping in with the morning mist.

The members of the Gong clan felt a chill and all stopped to look.

Then nearly thirty figures in white robes flapped their wings and suddenly stopped in front of them.

"The three meridians move together..."

Gong Daosheng secretly became wary and coldly shouted, "Fellow Daoists of the Feathered Clan, have you come uninvited to start a war with my Gonggong Clan?!"

"Fellow Taoist, you are joking."

The leader of the Feather Clan was a woman with a cold expression. She said calmly, "Our two families and the Huangtai Clan have always benefited each other. Anyone who dares to talk about starting a war will be attacked by the other two families. You should know this agreement, fellow Daoist."

"We have come here solely for the sake of our ancestral lineage; we will not inquire about anything else, so you can rest assured, fellow Daoist..."

Upon hearing this, Gong Daosheng showed no outward expression, but inwardly he breathed a sigh of relief.

This lost realm was originally dominated by the Feather Clan. If Gonggong had been powerful, he could have claimed the position for himself. But now that the three branches of the Feather Clan have arrived, how could Gonggong possibly do so?

The question I asked earlier was merely to test the Feathered Clan's intentions. Since our goals are different, there's no need for further conflict...

Seeing that Gong Daosheng remained silent, the Feather Clan members flew down directly, stepping into the secret realm before Gonggong himself.

"Brother, this—"

Some people were secretly annoyed, but before they could vent, Gong Daosheng had already raised his hand to stop them: "No rush, that small realm isn't something you can just enter whenever you want..."

……

In front of the Heavenly Net Hall.

Just as Yu Chengkong was about to go first, Hong Wuyai stopped him: "Brother Yu, if you trust me, you might as well let me go first."

"Why?"

Hong Wuyai replied, "I know that my talent is not as good as yours. This matter is of great importance. I can go in first to find out the true spirit's will, so that you two can prescribe the right medicine."

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Yu Chengkong exchanged glances with Chen Mu, nodded and smiled, "Since Brother Hong is so righteous, I will certainly grant your request."

He stepped aside to let him pass, and Hong Wuyai straightened his robes and strode in. However, less than a quarter of an hour later, he walked out dejectedly.

Yu Chengkong hurriedly asked, "Brother Hong, how is it?"

Hong Wuyai looked ashamed: "I'm sorry to disappoint you two. I did see the true spirit of the immortal artifact when I went in, but unfortunately, my fortune was too shallow. The true spirit didn't say a word from beginning to end, and in the end, it even waved its sleeve and drove me out... I didn't get any information."

Yu Chengkong couldn't help but show a look of disappointment, but he was not discouraged. He glanced at Chen Mu and, seeing that he didn't say anything, said, "I'll go instead!"

This time it took much longer than with Hong Wuyai. The group waited for a full incense stick's time, during which they even heard muffled sounds coming from inside the hall, and they didn't know what was going on.

A moment later, the palace shook, and Yu flew out from it, but he was covered in dust and his white robe was stained with dirt, looking quite disheveled.

"How is it?" Hong Wuyai asked first.

Yu Chengkong was speechless, stammering and letting out a long sigh. Lan Yan, standing to the side, shook his head and laughed, "You're quite an interesting person. You think you can subdue a celestial artifact by force? Luckily, this treasure's true spirit doesn't have too strong a killing intent. If it were any other killing celestial artifact, you'd probably be dead by now..."

……

(End of this chapter)