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As Blood Abyss's voice faded, silence returned to the stone platform.

The night wind rose, stirring Xuandu's blue robes and his hair.

He stood there, not in a hurry to answer.

Deep within those calm eyes, a flickering light shone.

After a moment, he spoke.

"Blood Abyss".

"You said that Zhulong works for the Great Dao and monitors the number of Heavenly Domains controlled by Hunyuan Taiji."

"Has he ever monitored whether the Hunyuan Taiji sect has been accepting disciples?"

Xue Yuan was taken aback upon hearing this.

A faint light flickered in those deep eyes.

He gazed at Xuandu, pondered for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.

"No."

"This disciple has never heard of the Candle Dragon Society being in charge of accepting disciples."

"He only cares about the ownership of the celestial realm and whether the branches of the origin of chaos have been excessively extracted."

"As for taking on disciples... that's a personal path, and has nothing to do with the balance of the primordial chaos."

"Zhulong never interfered."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's lips slowly curled into a smile.

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

"That makes things easier."

Xue Yuan stared at him, his eyes full of confusion.

"What does Master mean?"

Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast emptiness in the distance.

"The Jie Sect's branch has taken root in the northern floating lands, with Shenni presiding over it."

"Those dozens of Grandmasters of Primordial Chaos outside the Wanmu Ancestral Court have joined the Jie Sect, and that area has already formed a karmic connection with the Jie Sect."

"But that cause and effect is the cause and effect between master and disciple."

"It's not a matter of celestial affiliation."

"I'm sending you to oversee the ancestral temple of ten thousand trees, not to control that celestial realm in the name of the Jie Sect."

"It is in the name of your Blood Abyss, with your half-step peak Hunyuan Taiji cultivation, and with your identity as the Blood Abyss Daoist, that you cultivate, preach, and take on disciples there."

"You opened up a training ground outside the Wanmu Ancestral Court; that is your Blood Abyss training ground."

"It's not a branch of the Jie Sect."

"You just need to rephrase it."

Xueyuan was stunned.

He gazed at Xuandu, his deep eyes flashing with an uncertain light.

Master means... to put it another way?

In the name of Blood Abyss, he established a Daoist temple on the outskirts of the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees.

On the surface, it was his personal dojo in Xueyuan, but in reality, it was the foundation of the Jie Sect in the Wanmu Ancestral Court.

The thought churned in his mind for a few breaths, then transformed into an indescribable emotion.

"Master... do you mean to allow me to personally oversee the Myriad Wood Ancestral Court?"

"Not in the name of the Jie Sect?"

Xuan Du nodded.

"Those Primordial Grand Luo Immortals outside the Wanmu Ancestral Court have already joined the Jie Sect."

"But they are just disciples, not the lords of the heavens."

"They guard that place, and that area remains part of the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees, belonging to the origin of chaos."

"After you go there, you will only be practicing, preaching, and governing a region."

"You have never controlled that celestial realm, nor have you ever claimed it for yourself."

"Then it wouldn't count as controlling the second Heavenly Domain."

"There is no reason for Zhulong to take action."

Blood Abyss remained silent for a long time.

He gazed at Xuan Du, at that young yet composed face, at those calm yet resolute eyes.

He never imagined that such a thing could happen, even with a multi-million dollar event.

On the surface, it is a personal dojo, but in reality, it is the foundation of the Jie Sect.

He does not control the celestial realm, but only spreads his teachings and takes on disciples.

We do not touch the branches of the chaotic origin, but only gather people's hearts and fortune.

"Master is truly wise."

Xue Yuan spoke, his voice carrying a hint of genuine admiration.

"This disciple truly hadn't considered this aspect."

"In the name of the disciple, a dojo was established outside the Wanmu Ancestral Court. On the surface, it was the disciple's personal dojo, but in reality, it was to gather the hearts and fortune of the Jie Sect."

"Even if Zhulong senses that there is a Primordial Taiji level aura in that area, he has no reason to take action as long as his disciple has not taken control of that celestial domain."

Xuan Du looked at him, the smile on his lips slowly deepening.

"It's good that you understand."

"There's no need to rush into anything on this trip."

"First, familiarize yourself with that area and observe the temperament and background of those Grandmasters of Primordial Chaos."

"If you find any suitable candidates, please keep an eye out for them for your teacher."

"If there are any treacherous individuals, then I will deal with them for you."

"The Jie Sect accepts all disciples, but if anyone tries to use the name of the Jie Sect to do something improper, then we will not show any mercy."

Xue Yuan nodded slightly, a cold glint flashing in his deep eyes.

"Disciple understands."

"The foundation of the Jie Sect must not be defiled by anyone."

"As for Zhulong... this disciple will act with caution."

"We will never give him a reason to make a move."

Xuan Du looked at him, sensing the deep and firm aura around him, and felt a slight sense of reassurance in his heart.

"Go."

The two words fell like the sound of a morning bell and an evening drum.

Xue Yuan bowed slightly, turned around, and took a step forward.

The greyish-white robe billowed in the wind as the tall, slender figure slowly walked toward the vast, desolate sky to the south.

His steps were slow, but exceptionally firm.

Every step was taken with a steady and firm footing.

Xuan Du stood on the stone platform, watching the departing figure, his eyes calm as still water.

A moment later, Xue Yuan's figure completely disappeared from sight.

His aura, akin to that of a half-step peak Hunyuan Taiji master, dissipated into the distant chaotic energy like a wisp of smoke.

Heading towards the ancestral temple of Wanmu.

Heading towards that green sea where he had been trapped for hundreds of millions of yuan.

Heading towards that past that he needed to enter and then walk out of.

They walked away slowly.

Xuan Du withdrew his gaze and stood with his hands behind his back.

The night wind rose, stirring his robes and his hair.

He stood on the floating lands of the North, gazing at the vast, desolate void in the distance.

Above the central floating land, the golden light of fortune shines like the sea.

The foundations of the Jiejiao branch sects are gradually taking root in this floating land.

Outside the ancestral temple of Wanmu, dozens of Primordial Great Luo beings guard that green sea.

Blood Abyss has already set off and will soon be stationed in that area.

Shen Ni sits in charge of the central floating continent, and his cultivation at the half-step Hunyuan Taiji level is enough to awe all directions.

With Taixu assisting him, his swordsmanship was so strong that even a powerful enemy might not be able to gain the upper hand.

When Shichen entered the Jie Sect, the essence of the Great Dao of Time was slowly merging into the foundation of the branch sect.

Yang Mei was still waiting for him.

After he has finished dealing with matters here, I will follow him to the deeper reaches of chaos.

Xuan Du glanced sideways at the gray-blue figure behind him.

Yang Mei stood hundreds of feet away, her bright eyes still fixed on him.

He sensed Xuan Du's gaze and slowly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu, have you made all the arrangements?"

Xuandu looked at him and remained silent for a moment.

"Blood Abyss has set off for the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Trees."

"The matter here is temporarily concluded."

"Which direction is the place we're going to in?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in the depths of Yang Mei's bright eyes.

He didn't rush to answer, but instead looked up into the distance, into the depths of that surging, chaotic energy.

After a moment, he spoke.

"That place is in the deepest part of chaos."

"West of the Xuanji Heaven Domain, after passing through three chaotic storm belts and crossing a void rift, you will see a gray secret realm."

"That secret realm is nameless, ownerless, and devoid of life."

"There was only one aura, an aura that resonated with me from the Billion Yuan Association."

"That aura was extremely well hidden. If I hadn't cultivated the Great Dao of Space, I wouldn't have been able to sense its existence at all."

He paused, his voice turning somber.

"That area was filled with primordial chaotic storms and void rifts."

Even if one were to step into the realm of half-step Hunyuan Taiji, they might not be able to escape unscathed.

"I tried to get close once, but I only went about 30% of the way before a storm forced me back."

"If I hadn't reacted quickly enough, I probably would have been trapped inside."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Du's gaze narrowed slightly.

In the deepest reaches of chaos, there are three storm belts and a void rift valley.

The Half-Step Hunyuan Tai Chi can only cover 30% of the distance.

The danger in that area far surpasses that of the Mysterious Silence Realm and the Ruins of Return.