Chapter 325: Chapter 295: The Layout! (4K)
An ancient Mysterious Yellow Bell appeared within Lu Changsheng’s body, surrounded by myriad demonic figures and the elements of earth, water, fire, and wind. The bell’s vast tolling sound filled the air, overwhelming with demonic energy and shaking the very space within him, as if a single toll of the Mysterious Yellow Ancient Bell could destroy the entire space.
The Demon God Clock revealed its power, only rivaled by the Nirvana Flames Red Lotus, whose fiery radiance soared to the skies, matching the Demon God Clock in a standoff, neither yielding to the other.
Against the backdrop of the Demon God Clock and the Nirvana Flames Red Lotus, even superior Immortal Artifacts like the Demon-Suppressing Sword and the Demon Emperor Cauldron were subdued, like subjects in the presence of their sovereign.
An Ultimate Treasure is a divine instrument used by immortals, fundamentally different from the earthly immortal artifacts of this realm.
This was the second Ultimate Treasure that Lu Changsheng had acquired.
“The Demon God Clock, like the Demon Emperor Cauldron, seems to be a spatial treasure. In some sense, spatial treasures are rarer than those for attack or defense.”
With the Disciple Apprenticeship Simulator, treasures like the Immortal Sword were commonplace for Lu Changsheng compared to the rarity of the Demon God Clock.
“I can hardly suppress my cultivation level any longer. I’m about to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Before I leave, I need to wrap things up.”
In the ninety-nine years of his seclusion, Lu Changsheng had persistently taken disciples, occasionally bestowing them with power-infusing initiation which required him to return some of his own cultivation… Giving back cultivation made his level rise higher and higher… and Lu Changsheng couldn’t refuse…
It seems the Disciple Apprenticeship Simulator isn’t without its drawbacks.
Lu Changsheng could ascend to the Immortal Realm at any time.
With such an advanced cultivation level, even Lu Changsheng’s efforts to suppress it were in vain, and he would eventually be expelled by the world’s forces.
Although he only had two Ultimate Treasures, they would likely be enough to ensure his survival in the Immortal Realm.
As long as he didn’t stir up trouble, Lu Changsheng had a real chance to lie low and achieve sanctity in the Immortal Realm.
In the Immortal Realm, he could also take disciples.
Where there were people, there were rivers and lakes, teacher-student relationships, and the formation of factions; the Immortal Realm was probably no exception.
“Qingzhi, send someone to deliberately leak the news that your teacher intends to ascend to the Immortal Realm in a year.”
Lu Changsheng called over his senior disciple, Lin Qingzhi, to spread the word.
Lin Qingzhi was stunned, “Ascending to the Immortal Realm involves facing the Ninefold Heavenly Tribulation and cannot be interrupted by others. It’s best if as few people as possible know of this. Why does Master wish to spread this news deliberately?”
Lu Changsheng spoke with his hands behind his back, “I plan to lure the snake out of its hole. If some people learn that I am about to ascend, they will certainly interfere.”
Lin Qingzhi’s eyes brightened as he grasped his teacher’s intent, “Is Master aiming to deal with the heretic cultivators from the Immortal Realm?”
“Indeed.”
“Additionally, arrange for a few disciples to go to the Immeasurable Temple, Hidden Dragon Temple, Inquiry Immortal Pavilion, Martial Alliance, and Penglai Immortal Palace for assistance.”
“Understood.”
Lin Qingzhi may have been reserved and taciturn, but he was methodical in managing affairs, and Lu Changsheng was confident in entrusting him with the task.
The news of Lu Changsheng’s ascension to the Immortal Realm in a year spread through Mount Shu “like wildfire.”
A Mount Shu disciple, new to the sect, had a flash of unusual color in his eyes.
Thirty thousand li away, Luo Feng, who was meditating, opened his eyes.
He had seized the body of a Mount Shu disciple who was on a training expedition down the mountain and controlled this person, implanting him in Mount Shu to ascertain every move of the sect.
The rumor of Lu Changsheng ascending to the Immortal Realm in a year was a matter of utmost importance to Mount Shu.
“If Lu Changsheng successfully ascends, my Master certainly won’t let me off the hook. By then, we will suffer from the Endless Reincarnation… No matter what, we cannot allow Lu Changsheng to ascend. Do you understand?”
Luo Feng rose to his feet, his gaze sweeping across the other two supreme beings from the Immortal Realm.
He had used the Summoning Demon Great Formation, sacrificing millions of lives, to forcibly call forth two strong beings from the Immortal Realm.
The two beings from the Immortal Realm, a man and a woman, each carried a longsword on their backs.
“We understand,” they said.
Upon hearing about their Master’s punishment, a chill ran through the pair.
Their Master was a Supreme Being of the Immortal Realm; failing to complete the task he had given them would result in the most brutal punishment.
Luo Feng said darkly, “On the day of Lu Changsheng’s ascension, we will strike unexpectedly, disrupt his path to immortality, and eliminate future troubles once and for all.”
A year later, in Mount Shu, on Qingyun Peak, streaks of light descended.
“Hahaha, lad, you’re ascending to the Immortal Realm, and I, Chen, surely must be there to witness it!” Grandmaster Chen’s hearty voice echoed across Qingyun Peak.
Having reached the Unity Realm, Grandmaster Chen was immensely sturdy and he came to lend a hand in the setup.
“Perhaps I can offer a small contribution,” said Yu Xuanji, who had reached the second layer of the Unity Realm.
By Yu Xuanji’s side stood her direct disciple, Princess Wu Wan’er of Yue Country.
Wu Wan’er looked somewhat downcast.
She and Shen Xiaoyao were early confidants, but Shen Xiaoyao’s marriage to Tang Ling’er proved that even childhood sweethearts couldn’t match providence.
“Xiaoyao brother,” said Wu Wan’er, forcing a cheerful greeting to Shen Xiaoyao, who accompanied Lu Changsheng.
“Sister Wan’er, long time no see,” Shen Xiaoyao replied casually.
He was at the Void Refinement Realm, while Wu Wan’er was still in the Dao Palace Realm.
Suddenly, two terrifying presences descended upon Qingyun Peak.
Lu Changsheng sensed who was arriving, “Monk Wu Le and Master Wuxiang from the Immeasurable Temple have come.”
A venerable monk with an aura of majesty and a monk who looked like a withered old man both arrived simultaneously: Master Wuxiang of the Unity Realm’s first layer and Monk Wu Le of the Unity Realm’s ninth layer.
“Amitabha Buddha. Lu benefactor is about to face his Tribulation, and we two monks have come to offer a helping hand,” said Master Wuxiang, and Monk Wu Le’s presence spoke to his sincerity.
Monk Wu Le was among the top eight contenders in the Zhong Zhou Grand Meet.
“Fairy Su and Fairy Xia have arrived,” said Daoist Earth Hound, who was responsible for welcoming guests at the mountain gate, as two more streaks of light arrived.