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Shen Ni was taken aback and asked in confusion:

"So, what does Master mean...?"

Xuandu withdrew his gaze and looked south.

In that void, the chaotic energy surged even more intensely, carrying a heavy and serene aura.

That was the aura of the Myriad Woods Domain.

It is only because that towering divine tree, worth billions, has occupied a place that it has given rise to such profound and rich heritage.

Xuan Du gazed in that direction, his voice calm as still water.

"Go to the southern border and talk."

"If Cangxuan was negotiated, then Qingmu can certainly be negotiated as well."

"What is he after by establishing a multi-million dollar club in the southern border region?"

"It's just peaceful cultivation, just an opportunity for breakthrough."

"I can give him stability, and I can also give him opportunities."

Why did he refuse?

The gods remained silent.

He gazed at Xuandu, at that calm and resolute face.

In a meeting worth hundreds of millions of yuan, he had never seen anyone so matter-of-fact as to treat everything as something that could be discussed.

But Master always managed to reach an agreement.

From the primordial wilderness to the Xuanji Heavenly Realm, from Taotie to Shenni, from Cangxuan to Xueyuan.

Every time, it's a conversation.

Every single time, the deal was reached.

Shen Ni bowed slowly.

"Disciple understands."

"This disciple will accompany Master to the Southern Territory."

Xuan Du nodded and said nothing more.

He turned around and took a step forward.

The figure in green robes slowly walked towards the surging chaotic energy in the south.

Shen Ni followed closely behind, his black robes billowing.

Two figures, one in front of the other.

Heading towards the southern border, towards that towering divine tree.

They slowly made their way toward the core of the Myriad Woods Domain.

The chaotic energy in the southern region is much denser than that in the northern region.

The further south you go, the more vegetation there is on those floating lands.

At first, there were only sparse layers of chaotic stone and scattered ancient trees.

But as the two went deeper, the ancient trees became denser, taller, and thicker.

The branches are a chaotic color, and fine innate Dao patterns flow on the leaves.

Each leaf exudes a rich sense of life, as if each ancient tree were a living being.

Xuandu walked among them, his blue robes fluttering slightly, his gaze sweeping over the ancient trees.

He could sense that countless roots were spreading from the bottomless void beneath his feet.

Those roots intertwined into a web, covering the entire southern border.

In every inch of the void, the will of the Azure Wood flows.

This is the Realm of Ten Thousand Trees.

Xuandu continued his journey deeper into the city without stopping.

Shen Ni followed closely behind, his body surging with malevolent energy, isolating the faint roots a few feet away.

When those roots touched the malevolent energy, they shrank slightly, as if testing it.

But then, even more roots spread out.

More and more, denser and denser.

Shen Ni frowned slightly.

"Master, Aoki is testing us."

Xuan Du nodded.

"Let him try; we're just passing by."

"If he doesn't stop us, we won't force our way in."

Shen Ni remained silent and did not speak again.

He simply tightened his grip on the malevolent energy, blocking all those roots from his body.

The two continued on their way.

After traveling for an unknown period of time, the chaotic energy ahead suddenly cleared up.

A vast floating continent came into view.

The floating continent stretched for countless miles, its entire surface covered with lush green vegetation.

Those plants were not ordinary grasses and trees; each one exuded a rich, chaotic spiritual energy, as if it had existed since the beginning of time.

In the center of that floating land, a divine tree reaching to the heavens rose from the ground.

The tree trunk is as thick as a mountain, and its branches and leaves cover the entire sky.

Above the tree canopy, countless leaves shimmered with a chaotic light.

Each leaf is a small world in itself.

That was Aoki's true form.

Qingdi wood.

The first spiritual root born at the beginning of chaos.

Xuandu stopped and stood at the edge of the floating land.

He gazed at the towering tree, at its canopy that covered billions of miles of empty space.

A moment of silence.

He then spoke, his voice not loud.

"Fellow Daoist Aoki."

The four characters fell like a light stone falling into water.

Suddenly, silence fell over that verdant floating land.

The surging chaotic energy seemed to stop flowing at that moment.

A moment later.

A voice came from deep within the tree canopy.

The voice was neither loud nor soft, but it carried a calmness that seemed to have settled over millions of dollars.

Who called me?

Xuan Du gazed at the towering divine tree, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

"The Primordial Intercepting Sect, Xuandu."

"I've come today to discuss something."

The voice remained silent for a moment.

Then it rang again, calm as still water.

"The Primordial Intercepting Sect?"

"I have heard about it."

"Tell me, what is it you wish to discuss?"

Xuandu gazed at the towering divine tree, at its canopy that obscured the sky.

He spoke, each word deliberate and deliberate.

"I have come to ask you to become my disciple."

The sound fell like a pebble dropped into an ancient, deep pool.

The floating land suddenly fell silent.

The lush green vegetation, the ancient trees brimming with chaotic spiritual energy, and the branches that obscured the sky all seemed frozen in place.

It was as if the entire southern region held its breath for that instant.

A moment later.

"What did you say?"

The voice rang out again.

It's neither too high nor too low, but beneath that calm lies a ripple that even a billion-dollar event could never stir.

Xuan Du stood still, his expression unchanged.

Those calm eyes gazed at the towering divine tree, and her voice was as clear as metal striking the ground.

"I said, I have come here today to ask you to become my disciple."

The sound faded.

The canopy of trees that blocked out the sky suddenly trembled.

Millions of leaves surged simultaneously, and the chaotic light rose and fell like the tide.

A profound and vast aura suddenly spread out from the depths of the tree canopy.

The entire floating continent was trembling.

The lush green vegetation and the chaotic spirit trees all bent their branches.

It was as if the entire southern region was bowing down to that aura.

Shen Ni stood behind Xuan Du, his blood-gold eyes suddenly freezing.

He sensed it.

That was the scent of green wood.

Half-step Hunyuan Taiji late stage.

But the oppressive aura he was exuding at that moment was already approaching its peak.

Because this is the southern border.

Because this is the area where he has established his billion-dollar club.

Here, his power is no less than that of any half-step Hunyuan Taiji peak existence.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

The aged voice suddenly turned into a loud laugh.

The laughter reverberated through the void, shaking the surging chaotic energy.

The laughter made the lush green vegetation tremble.

"You want me to become your disciple?"

"You, a cultivator from the primordial era, with a cultivation level of only half a step towards the peak of the Primordial Chaos Taiji realm, dare to stand before me, Qingmu, and ask me to become your disciple?"

The laughter carried a rage that had never been so blatantly offensive to anyone, not even in a multi-million dollar gathering.

"Do you know who I, Aoki, am?"

"I am the first spiritual root born at the beginning of chaos."

"It is three times more ancient than the innate spiritual roots of the primordial era."

"I am rooted in this billion-dollar gathering, my branches and leaves cover the vast void, and my roots penetrate deep into the chaotic depths."

"Even that old tortoise Cangxuan wouldn't dare to be presumptuous in front of me."

"You, a junior from the primordial era, don't even understand the rules of this celestial realm, yet you dare to spout such arrogant words?"

His voice grew deeper and colder with each word.

On the canopy that blots out the sky, countless leaves slowly turn.

Each leaf faces the direction of Xuandu, and at the tip of the leaf, a chaotic light is slowly gathering.

Aoki made no attempt to hide his anger.

Millions of years of silence were shattered by a single sentence.

Xuan Du stood there, listening to those words.

His expression remained calm.

There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation in those eyes.

He simply gazed at the towering tree, waiting for Qingmu to finish speaking.

"Are you done talking?"

As the two words fell, the leaves on the tree canopy paused slightly.

Xuan Du gazed at the towering divine tree, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

The smile was faint, yet it carried a profound understanding that saw through everything.

"Fellow Daoist Aoki, you are right."

"I am indeed just a junior, and my cultivation has only reached tens of thousands of yuan."

"It's nowhere near as substantial as the accumulated wealth of your multi-million dollar club."

"But I stand here, in your southern border, in your territory, and I said those words to you."

"Guess why I'm chosen?"

As soon as the sound fell, the leaves on the tree canopy suddenly froze.

Aoki did not speak.

Because he was waiting for Xuandu to finish speaking.

Ke Xuan didn't say anything more.

He simply stood there, his blue robe fluttering slightly, his black hair flowing over his shoulders.

Those calm eyes gazed at the towering divine tree, without retreating.

There was no provocation, only a calm and unhurried confidence.