Yuantian Pidao

Chapter 440 Enduring Vital Energy

Above Mount Taihua, the Taixu Palace hangs high, suppressing the void like a needle stabilizing the sea.

At one moment, a ray of light, like a swimming fish, pierced through the void and landed in the main hall. This hall appeared to be just a large hall, but its interior held a different world.

In that instant, an old man with white hair and beard, sallow skin, and a face full of wrinkles quietly opened his eyes. His eyes were empty, as if his eyeballs had been gouged out, which was quite eerie. He was none other than the current Lord of Taixu Palace, the Blind Daoist.

With a whoosh, a withered, claw-like hand reached out and grasped the ray of spiritual light. This ray of spiritual light was something he had given to others so that outsiders could contact him at any time.

"What is Xin Yi trying to do?"

The spiritual light in his hand dissipated, and upon seeing the message inside, the Blind Taoist frowned.

"Fine, since she's used this, I'll help her out. It's still within the rules, so even if Yuan Gang finds out, it won't be a big deal."

With these thoughts colliding, the Blind Daoist made a decision.

Xin Yi sent him a special message, hoping to use him to interfere with Jiang Chen's true disciple trial, which was not too troublesome for him.

The three main halls of the Impermanence Sect—Tai Xu, Wu Chang, and Hun Yuan—are all of paramount importance. As the current Hall Master of Tai Xu Hall, he naturally holds a high position and wields great power. In some respects, his authority as Hall Master even surpasses that of the Sect Leader of the Impermanence Sect.

After all, for a sect like the Impermanence Sect, the sect leader is not the strongest person, but more of a manager of the sect's daily affairs. Although the power is not low, it is also tedious and will delay one's own cultivation to a certain extent.

Of course, the Impermanent Sect would offer generous compensation for such a position, and even provide an opportunity to increase the chances of breaking through the celestial phenomena. Under such circumstances, there are still quite a few people willing to compete for the position of sect leader.

In comparison, the heads of the three main halls are more distinguished and noble, while matters such as the True Inheritance Trial fall under the jurisdiction of the Taixu Hall.

"I just hope Gu Lingxiao won't disappoint me. Yuan Gang couldn't wait any longer and took on a successor to carry on his lineage. I can't wait much longer either."

“The Purple Palace and the celestial phenomena seem to be only a step apart, but that step is a world of difference.”

With a sigh, the Blind Daoist sent out a message: like Yuan Gang, he had also been blocked before the celestial phenomenon. However, unlike Yuan Gang, he had cultivated a special secret technique and still had a chance to fight again, and Gu Lingxiao was his hope.

After the Blind Daoist spread the news, the process of Jiang Chen's true disciple trial began to accelerate, and soon after, the location for Jiang Chen's trial was officially decided.

Three days later, a beam of light descended from the sky, startling Jiang Chen.

"A decree from the Taixu Palace? Has the True Disciple Trial been decided?"

A spiritual light shone in his eyes, revealing a decree. Sensing the aura emanating from it, Jiang Chen seemed to be deep in thought.

Could it be the Boundless Sea?

On a whim, Jiang Chen accepted the imperial decree.

In the next instant, a stream of information flowed into his mind.

"The Western Regions, reclaiming wasteland and building cities?"

Upon reading the contents of the decree, Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow. This was truly unexpected; he had originally thought it would be set in the Boundless Sea.

"The Western Regions were turned into a wasteland five hundred years ago, giving rise to many ghosts. In recent years, the Impermanence Sect has indeed intended to pacify the Western Regions and reclaim this wasteland."

"Given this premise, it's understandable that the sect decided to hold my true disciple trial in the Western Regions."

"Moreover, although the Western Regions are dangerous for me, they may not be a bad choice. Perhaps in most people's eyes, ghosts are not only fierce and troublesome, but also far less valuable than demonic beasts, but that may not be the case for me." "Not to mention anything else, the evil soul bead that I refined back then came from the Western Regions."

As his thoughts raced, Jiang Chen pondered many things at that moment.

"There is still a year to prepare before the trial truly begins. It seems like plenty of time, but it is actually quite tight. Many things need to be put into operation. This time, we not only need the Nian family, but also need the help of Senior Sister Ge and others."

Having made up his mind, Jiang Chen sent out a series of messages without hesitation.

Meanwhile, on Qi Jue Island, Daoist Yuan Gang was playing chess with Yun Wuyai. However, unlike before, the atmosphere was quite strange this time. Daoist Yuan Gang was expressionless, as if nothing had happened, while Yun Wuyai looked slightly embarrassed.

“Senior Brother Yuan Gang, although the environment in the Western Regions is harsh, it is also a good thing for Junior Nephew Jiang Chen. He was born with a different soul and has also obtained the inheritance of the Illusionary True Hermit. He may have a great harvest in the Western Regions.”

After placing a piece, unable to contain himself any longer, Yun Wuyai spoke first.

Upon hearing this, Daoist Yuan Gang remained silent, but quietly placed a piece on the board.

Looking at Yuan Gang Daoist like this, Yun Wuyai sighed in his heart.

“Senior Brother Yuan Gang, the Daoist scriptures of the Lei Peng clan are still buried in Qingming Mountain. The sect will never give up easily, and reclaiming the Western Regions is imperative.”

"Moreover, over the years, the situation of ghosts in the Western Regions has not only not improved, but has become more rampant and has even begun to spread outwards. This is something the sect cannot accept. Although ghosts are not a big deal in Yu Huan Continent, you should know how troublesome they are."

"Under such circumstances, it is not a problem for the Taixu Palace to revise its previous plans and set the trial on the Western Regions process."

With earnest and patient explanation, Yun Wuyai continued to explain to Daoist Yuangang.

However, Daoist Yuan Gang seemed oblivious and remained unresponsive. Just then, a thunderclap suddenly resounded above the Wuchang Sect.

As soon as the thunder roared, Yun Wuyai was startled.

"No, this is an eternal life force..."

Realizing something, Yun Wuyai's eyes gleamed with a precious light as he suddenly looked at Yuan Gang Daoist. At that moment, he finally noticed something amiss: Yuan Gang Daoist was physically present, but his mind was elsewhere.

At the same time, in the sky above Mount Taihua, a stream of energy circulated, manifesting as the Yuan Gang Daoist, who resembled a giant spirit. Standing opposite him was none other than the Blind Daoist, though the Blind Daoist now appeared somewhat disheveled compared to before.

"Yuan Gang, don't force me."

A deep, precious light seemed to flow within his empty eye sockets as he looked at Yuan Gang, a ferocious look appearing on the face of the blind Taoist.

Looking at the blind Taoist, Yuan Gang remained silent, but then swung his fist again.

With a thud, Yuan Gang Daoist clenched his fist, and the void shattered as his fist fell.

Faced with Yuan Gang Daoist's fierce attack, Wu Mu Daoist could only keep dodging. Even so, he was still injured and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, making him look even more disheveled.

And so, one chased the other, and the terrifying aftershocks of the battle raged through the void.

On this day, the celestial phenomena of the Wuchang Sect were strange. The sky was overcast, and thunder rumbled continuously before finally returning to calm.

(End of this chapter)