Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 143 Changqingzi: Your Highness, why don't you become the head of Changqing Temple?

Changqingzi's reaction left Fang Heng both amused and exasperated.

"Uncle-Master, please stop teasing me?"

"I am only at the Myriad Manifestations Realm, how could I possibly be the head of the Evergreen Temple!"

In the world of cultivation, the strong ultimately reign supreme.

Even if Fang Heng has made great contributions, his cultivation level of only the Myriad Manifestations Realm is far from enough to subdue the people of Changqing Audience.

Changqingzi also understood this principle.

Just thinking about the quantity Fang Heng needed made her vision go black, and she wished she could just quit.

With a sigh, Changqingzi began to recount his story.

"Heng'er, we can eventually gather 108 strands of innate divine purple qi by asking the elders who are in seclusion in the back mountain."

"However, you can't find so many tenth-realm lightning cultivators even if you search the entire Changqing Temple."

Changqingzi shook his head repeatedly, not because he was unwilling.

It's not that it's impossible!

"How many lightning cultivators at the tenth realm are there in Changqing Temple?" Fang Heng asked.

Changqingzi hesitated for a moment, a look of hesitation on his face.

How many lightning cultivators at the tenth realm are there in Changqing Temple?

This is absolutely the most top secret of Changqing Temple; even the sect's elders don't know it.

After all, reaching the tenth realm is a testament to the sect's foundation.

Aside from the tenth-realm experts who are clearly visible, the rest are either hidden in the shadows or are reclusive elders who rarely show themselves.

If any other disciple inquired, he would punish them by making them stay in seclusion for a year to reflect on their mistakes.

However, Fang Heng was no ordinary disciple.

Besides the fact that the other party's identity is extraordinary, the most important thing is Fang Heng's contributions to the sect.

The fact that he used the Azure Emperor's Yin-Yang Transformation Divine Thunder alone is enough to show his loyalty to the sect.

After thinking it over, Changqingzi spoke slowly.

"Including the Supreme Elder who is in seclusion on the back mountain, there are five Thunder Cultivators at the Tenth Realm in Changqing Temple."

"In addition, there are three Supreme Elders of the Tenth Realm. They do not specialize in thunder magic, but in swordsmanship. I'm afraid they cannot meet your requirements."

"As for the Lei Xiu who are stuck at the bottleneck of the tenth realm, there are more than a dozen of them."

"However, whether they can break through is up to fate!"

Both Changqingzi and Xuanqing Daoren knew how difficult it was to advance to the tenth realm.

At this point, it all comes down to personal opportunity and talent.

There's not much the sect can do to help anymore.

Five!

Fang Heng's heart sank, but he steadied himself.

This number is roughly what he estimated.

Although he didn't manage to gather all nine tenth-realm lightning cultivators at once, he had already assembled most of them, which Fang Heng was quite satisfied with.

After all, he didn't intend to become fat overnight.

"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Master, to inform the senior elders."

"In the future, we will need their help again."

Fang Heng cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and spoke earnestly.

"It doesn't matter!"

"It's a given!"

Changqingzi nodded slightly and agreed in one breath.

"Furthermore... Heng'er, the Azure Emperor's Yin-Yang Transformation Divine Thunder that you created is extremely profound."

"Perhaps a few thunder cultivators at the peak of the ninth realm have achieved enlightenment and advanced to the tenth realm after comprehending the Azure Emperor's Yin-Yang Divine Thunder."

Changqingzi's words were not made up; they were meant to comfort Fang Heng.

The significance of Taiyi Divine Power is not limited to its prowess in magical combat.

Furthermore, it allows cultivators to draw inferences from other sources, learn from others' experiences, gain inspiration, and break through bottlenecks.

Changqing Temple obtained the Azure Emperor's Yin-Yang Divine Thunder, so perhaps it can give birth to a few more Thunder Cultivators of the Tenth Realm.
The more Changqingzi thought about it, the more he felt that the Ninth Prince was a blessing to their Changqing Temple!

After obtaining the Azure Emperor's Yin-Yang Transformation Divine Thunder, Changqingzi couldn't wait to take the jade slip and go to the back mountain to study this Taiyi Divine Power with several Supreme Elders.

"Master, I have another good thing for you," Fang Heng said with a smile.

However, that cunning smile made Xuanqing Daoist somewhat wary.

"What good thing?"

"Could it be that Heng'er, you possess a second Taiyi Divine Power?"

Fang Heng rolled his eyes and muttered a curse inwardly.

Master, you're dreaming of eating peaches.

"The Crown Prince plans to purge the court of corrupt officials on the second day of the second lunar month!"

Fang Hengfeng said this in a calm and collected manner, which immediately caused Xuanqing Daoist to spit out the spiritual tea in his mouth.

"Qingjun side?"

"Prince?"

"Where did he get the courage?"

Xuanqing Daoist looked shocked and puzzled, as if he had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world.

Fang Heng shrugged. He didn't know where the Crown Prince got his confidence from.

What makes him think he has a chance of winning?

However, the Crown Prince's plan to purge the court of corrupt officials was already imminent and had no choice but to proceed.

"Master, that's why I said this is a good thing!"

"Don't you want credit that fell from the sky?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Xuanqing took a sip of spiritual tea and began to ponder deeply.

This is indeed a good opportunity.

For Daoist Xuanqing, this achievement was dispensable.

He was a Taoist master of the tenth realm. If he were willing to enter officialdom, the court would surely give him the position of Vice Minister.

If one's methods are exceptionally skillful, even a high-ranking official position is not impossible.

However, Xuanqing Daoist had no interest in entering officialdom.

Instead of spending all day scheming against others, it's better to cultivate oneself in the mountains.

However, it is a rare opportunity for the disciples.

This achievement, whether one chooses to enter officialdom or exchange it for valuable treasures, is a good option.

"Heng'er, what exactly are your plans?"

"On the second day of the second month, the guest ministers of the Eastern Palace will attack the various princely mansions. Master, you can just wait for them to come to you."

"So easy?"

"It's that easy!"

Seeing Fang Heng's confident expression, Xuanqing Daoist calmed himself down slightly.

It always seemed as if Fang Heng knew everything about the Crown Prince's plan to purge the court of corrupt officials.

However, Xuanqing Daoist did not think too much about it. He did not want to get too involved in the infighting between the princes.

Trouble!
Having persuaded Xuanqing Daoist, Fang Heng's trip was considered a complete success.

A shelter was found for Yun Menglan, just in case.

He used the Azure Emperor's Yin-Yang Transformation Divine Thunder to trade with Changqing Temple for the Innate Divine Firmament Purple Qi and the actions of various tenth-realm thunder cultivators.

Even so, refining the Divine Firmament Yin-Yang Mirror was still fraught with difficulties, and Fang Heng's confidence was less than 30%.

Finally, he persuaded his master to take charge of the Prince's mansion.

With a tenth-realm thunder cultivator in charge, although he is not enough to run rampant in Jade Capital City, dealing with the guest elders of the Eastern Palace is a piece of cake.

...The mountains are vast and boundless, with peaks upon peaks.

Six beams of light, each a different color, pierced through the void.

These six beams of light possessed a powerful aura, which caused the void to distort slightly as they were emitted.

Whoosh!
Six beams of light pierced the void and stopped atop the vast mountains.

When the light descended, six figures were revealed.

These six figures, with a refined divine aura emanating from between their brows, were masters of the Path of Worship.

"did you find it?"

"According to the compass's location, Zhou Jueyin is here."

An old man looked down at the bronze compass in his hand, his voice hoarse and deep.

These six figures were the divine scoundrels who plotted against Zhou Jueyin at the auction in the City of Life and Death.

The six of them used the Blood Soul Pearl to lure Zhou Jueyin.

King Zhou's physical body was destroyed by Emperor Yuanchu's sword.

Even with the help of the supreme treasure, his soul escaped a calamity.

However, for a body cultivator like him, even if he successfully possessed another body, his strength would be severely damaged.

They didn't believe Zhou Jueyin could refuse a top-tier body-refining treasure like the Blood Soul Pearl.

Sure enough, Zhou Jueyin, like a shark that has smelled blood, took the bait.

Today they finally arrived at this desolate mountain area.

However... the marks they left inside the Blood Soul Pearl have completely disappeared here.

"Haven't they found Zhou Jueyin's whereabouts yet?"

"no!"

"The bronze compass has completely lost all trace of the Blood Soul Pearl." The old man's hoarse voice revealed a hint of helplessness and surprise.

"Could it be that King Zhou Jueyin has discovered our plot?"

At this point, the six men felt a chill run down their spines.

Their painstaking schemes against Zhou Jueyin were naturally motivated by their desire for the divinity within him.

A powerful being like Zhou Jueyin possesses a rich divine essence. If one could seize this essence and use it for one's own purposes, it would surely elevate one's cultivation level to a higher level.

Just now.

A cold voice suddenly rang out in the void, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, reaching the ears of the six people.

"What? You're looking for me?"

The void suddenly began to distort.

Zhou Jueyin stepped out of the void with a light, empty stride.

His nonchalant demeanor caused the six people present to furrow their brows.

If it was just speculation before, now they can confirm it.

King Zhou Jueyin had long since noticed their scheme.

He came here on purpose...

No, it's luring them here!

Damn!

How cunning is King Zhou Jueyin!
The six people who were worshipping the gods had uneasy expressions in their eyes.

At the same time, he secretly plotted how to escape smoothly if a fight broke out.

They were simply using their own limited understanding to speculate on Zhou Jueyin's ideas.

If it were them, having lured the divine abomination into their carefully laid trap, they would certainly not let their opponent go.

After all, the divinity possessed by other divine beings is a great tonic for cultivators who practice the path of worshipping gods.

Zhou Jueyin seemed to see through the thoughts in the six people's hearts and chuckled.

"Rest assured, I have not set any traps here."

"I've shown up here because I want to discuss something important with you."

"Of course, if you don't believe me, you can leave now, and I won't stop you."

Zhou Jueyin's words left the six of them looking at each other in bewilderment.

Is this a divine curse?

This doesn't seem like the behavior of a divine calamity at all.

The elderly man at the head of the group, holding a bronze compass, asked in a deep voice.

"Zhou Jueyin, what exactly are you plotting?"

"Plot?"

"Don't worry, I wouldn't stoop to plot against a few of you tenth-realm prodigies."

Zhou Jue gave a cold laugh, the contempt in his tone making the faces of the six members of the God Worshiping Path turn terribly ugly.

They were cultivators at the tenth realm.

With such skill, one would be a master wherever they were.

When have I ever been treated with such contempt?
Moreover, the opponent was Zhou Jueyin, who had just completed the possession and had not yet recovered to his peak.

"Zhou Jueyin, how arrogant you are!"

"Let me test your quality!"

As soon as the words fell, the sky above turned into endless crimson.

A sea of ​​blood stretched as far as the eye could see, pouring down like a flood bursting its banks.

The sea of ​​blood was so vast and powerful that it seemed to be about to devour Zhou Jueyin.

Upon seeing the overwhelming sea of ​​blood, Zhou Jueyin laughed disdainfully.

"Little tricks!"

Zhou Jueyin raised his right hand slightly and threw a punch into the void.

His punch was extremely slow, as if it were delivered at half the speed.

However, this slow punch caused the hairs on the heads of the six cultists present to stand on end, and a nameless fear to rise in their hearts.

boom--

Even the void itself could not withstand the terrifying power of this punch.

A series of mournful cries echoed from the void.

Immediately afterwards, dark cracks appeared out of thin air in the void.

The moment the sea of ​​blood touched the dark crack, it seemed to be drawn in by an invisible force, flowing entirely into the spatial crack.

In an instant, the sky returned to its azure hue.

It was as if the sea of ​​blood we had just witnessed was merely an illusion.

The Blood Refining Ancestor's face was horribly pale, a deep, almost unbearable shade of iron, as if it could be wrung out of water.

His signature Blood Sea Technique was so easily broken by Zhou Jueyin?

At the same time, the aura emanating from Zhou Jueyin made him feel a chill.

Eleven Realms!
unwise!

News from Yujing indicates that Zhou Jueyin is a cultivator at the tenth realm.

Their physical bodies were destroyed, and their strength was greatly reduced, which made the six of them greedy.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jueyin, who had lost his physical body, actually became stronger instead of weaker.

Without anyone noticing, he quietly advanced to the eleventh realm.

The sheer strength that Zhou Jueyin displayed was enough to overwhelm even without any preparations made in this vast mountain range.

He alone was enough to keep all six of them here.

The atmosphere in mid-air was heavy and solemn, and all was quiet.

Seeing that the six people had quieted down, Zhou Jueyin smiled and said calmly:
"Now, can you listen to me?"

(End of this chapter)