Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

On Life Peak.

The surroundings were vast and hazy, the air at this high altitude bitingly cold. Amidst the lush, flourishing trees, a Cave Mansion rich with Primordial Qi was situated.

It was none other than Meng Yiyu’s Cave Mansion, Chuchen Cave.

Meng Yiyu looked at the severely injured Wen Qingye, his brow furrowed in concern. "I was just about to tell the Sect Leader I needed to enter a period of quiet cultivation. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have known that Huu Jie would actually attack you on the Three Pristine Platform. You need to be careful of people from Absolute Peak in the future. Most of them are fiercely protective of their own."

"Yes, I know. There won’t be a next time," Wen Qingye nodded, a cold glint flashing in his dark eyes.

He knew that if it weren’t for Meng Yiyu this time, he would have been forced to summon the Ice Python. There was no way he could have taken that strike from Elder Huu.

The chasm in their power was simply too vast to be bridged by any means.

Meng Yiyu took a deep breath as he looked at Wen Qingye and said slowly, "My cultivation has been showing signs of loosening recently, something that hasn’t happened in years. I plan to enter seclusion to see if I can break through. Because of this, I’ve had to delay formally accepting you as my disciple, but it won’t affect things too much. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Wen Qingye looked at Meng Yiyu. Through the haze of his own condition, he could clearly sense that not only had Meng Yiyu failed to break through, but he had also suffered considerable injuries from a backlash.

Then, as if remembering something, Meng Yiyu said with extreme anger, "I went to Danxuan Peak to find that brat Chuu Qi and ask about the state of your meridians. But I never expected that kid would actually leak the news that your meridians were severed! It makes my blood boil!"

"Something like that was bound to get out sooner or later," Wen Qingye shook his head, then asked, "Martial Uncle Meng, your injuries are...?"

"I failed to break through and suffered a backlash. My aura was unstable, so I intended to go to the Ninth Trading House in the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty to trade for some urgently needed medicinal ingredients. The Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty is located in the center of the Eastern Profound Domain. Even for me, a round trip would take over a month. But in the Dayan Ancient Country, I ran into the Heaven-Burying Sect’s Great Elder, Ouyang."

Meng Yiyu gave a bitter smile. "The Heaven-Burying Sect is extremely powerful. Aside from their mysterious Sect Leader, that Great Elder has the highest cultivation in the entire sect. If I hadn’t been injured, defeating him wouldn’t have been difficult. But I had already suffered a backlash before I left. As a result, he tangled with me like a madman. In the end, we both ended up severely injured. Although my injuries worsened, he didn’t get off easy either and had to retreat to recuperate."

"He tangled with you... could it be?" Wen Qingye frowned upon hearing Meng Yiyu’s words.

Meng Yiyu nodded. "That’s right, kid. This is all your fault. You killed Ouyang’s only grandson, so how could he possibly let you go? The entire Heaven-Burying Sect is watching you now. The moment you step outside the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain, you’ll surely attract their endless stream of experts."

Hearing this, Wen Qingye’s brow began to furrow.

"The Heaven-Burying Sect’s strength is not to be underestimated. They have their own forces not just around the territories subordinate to our Celestial Profound Sect, but in other places as well, though not as strong as the ones here. Their members’ power levels are actually easy to identify. A blue tattoo means a Yin-Yang Realm expert, a red tattoo means a Destruction Realm expert, and a black tattoo means a Life and Death Realm expert. If you encounter them, you must be extremely careful."

Wen Qingye nodded and said, "If I go out now, as long as I hide myself well, the people from the Heaven-Burying Sect shouldn’t be able to find me."

Meng Yiyu pondered for a moment before continuing, "That may be so, but you can’t be too careless. Besides the Heaven-Burying Sect, you’ve offended quite a few other powers: Taiyi Pavilion, Yihai Country, the Asura Sect, Nebula Hall... and there are many other Sects that might want you dead, too. Even though your meridians are severed now, there are still many people who want you to die."

As he spoke, Meng Yiyu took out a black iron mask. "This is a Magical Artifact I refined when I was bored. It can conceal your aura and hide your face. It’ll be useful for you to have."

Wen Qingye naturally had his own ways to restrain his aura, but he also knew this was a token of Meng Yiyu’s goodwill, and he couldn’t very well refuse it.

Meng Yiyu nodded. "For now, I won’t go to the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty. I’ll wait until my injuries have recovered a bit before going to the Ninth Trading House to purchase the ingredients I need."

"What medicinal ingredients does Martial Uncle Meng need to purchase? Perhaps you could tell me," Wen Qingye asked, putting away the iron mask.

Meng Yiyu said slowly, "Our Celestial Profound Sect has most of the ingredients. What I need this time is the Spirit Jade Mushroom. It’s quite rare, so my only choice is to check the Ninth Trading House in the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty."

’Spirit Jade Mushroom?’

’An Emperor-grade High-level Treasure of Heaven and Earth.’

Wen Qingye immediately understood why Meng Yiyu had to go to the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty.

The Spirit Jade Mushroom was exceedingly rare. It usually grew deep in mountain forests, hidden underground, making it hard to find. Even if discovered, it required a special technique to extract. If the wrong method was used, the Spirit Jade Mushroom could instantly dissolve into a puddle of water, making it exceptionally precious.

Meng Yiyu nodded. Looking at Wen Qingye’s young face and thinking of his severed meridians, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity. It was such a terrible waste.

"Right, if there’s anything about cultivation you don’t understand, I can clear it up for you. Although I didn’t get the chance to take you as my disciple, I will still teach you everything I know."

Wen Qingye smiled. "Actually, there is something I’d like to ask about. I don’t quite understand the Bursting Law of the Dao of Profound Destruction."

A flash of delight crossed Meng Yiyu’s face. "Good! Come, let’s sit over there. Listen as I explain it to you slowly."

After the two of them sat down, Meng Yiyu began, "Among the Three Thousand Great Dao, although some paths are higher or lower than others, each has its own unique characteristics. The most formidable aspect of the Dao of Profound Destruction is the Bursting Law, which is also its defining feature."

Wen Qingye listened and nodded.

’In truth, the Three Thousand Great Dao all lead to the same destination. They are all paths to attaining the supreme achievement, to transcending the mortal and entering sainthood.’

After his recent fight with Sheng Ao, Wen Qingye had felt that the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao also contained a Bursting Law that could be comprehended. The Dao of Profound Destruction and the Slaying Immortal Sword Dao shared a point of connection.

Following that, Meng Yiyu began to analyze the Bursting Law of the Dao of Profound Destruction. Wen Qingye listened intently, rapidly digesting the information in his mind. Along the way, Meng Yiyu also shared many secrets.

’These were all things Wen Qingye already knew, and in even greater detail. In fact, there were many secrets that Meng Yiyu himself was unaware of. The Great Dao is fifty, and heaven’s calculus is forty-nine.’

’Beyond the Three Thousand Great Dao, it wasn’t that there were no other paths to ultimate enlightenment. Although Wen Qingye had never seen one, the idea floated in his mind like a legend, one he firmly believed in.’

Unwittingly, three double-hours passed as he explained.

Meng Yiyu stood up and smiled. "Alright, let’s stop here for today. It will take you several months just to digest what I’ve told you. By then, I might have come out of seclusion. It won’t be too late for you to ask me more questions then."

"Alright. Thank you, Martial Uncle Meng, for clearing my doubts. In that case, I will take my leave," Wen Qingye also stood, clasped his fists, and said gratefully.

Meng Yiyu had willingly shared his own insights and experiences—things he would normally only pass on to his personal disciples. Yet, he had taught them to Wen Qingye without asking for anything in return. How could Wen Qingye not be grateful?

After speaking, Wen Qingye turned and headed toward his own Cave Mansion.

Watching Wen Qingye’s departing figure, Meng Yiyu felt a weight in his heart. ’Sigh... such a promising talent, to end up like this. Truly, the heavens are jealous of geniuses.’

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