There are no ancestors at all; I made them all up.

Chapter 64 Mountain

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for breaking the formation and stabilizing the world!"

"This woman, Su Huan, is unworthy of her position and is unworthy to be the Empress!"

"Blinding the secrets of heaven and brewing calamity! He deserved to perish! If it weren't for this young friend stepping forward, the common people would be in grave danger!"

……

Each will either angrily rebuked the Empress or expressed gratitude for Chen Xu's merits.

The lingering power of the Calamity still lingers in Jade Capital, and the Starry Sky Restriction grows increasingly dim. The Empress suddenly launches her attack, and many people only realize now that calamity is imminent. If Chen Xu had not turned the tide, the consequences of this calamity would have been unimaginable!

Deep in the sky, clouds and mist churned, and bursts of golden light seemed about to fall!
"The Chen family has performed great deeds for humanity, but the position of ruler of the celestial dynasty is vacant, and no one has bestowed the title, so he will never enjoy it..."

Xu Chengqian withdrew his gaze from the golden light in the clouds, swept it over the collapsed altar, the dying Xu Qitian, and several newly awakened sources of calamity energy, and gently tapped the star chart to deduce the fortune.

"My lads!" Xu Zhanyuan roared, and thousands of battle spirits responded in unison, their murderous aura soaring to the sky!
"Suppress the rebels! All former subordinates of Xu Qitian who resist stubbornly shall be killed without mercy!"

A chilling aura surged into the sky, its target the palace and other vital locations!

On the other side, Xu Mingyu rescued Xi Yao. Seeing that her sister was gradually regaining her senses, she relaxed a little. Then, her gaze shifted slightly and fell on the figure in the center of the broken formation.

At this moment, all the divine lights gradually faded, leaving only the faint light of the Nine-Rank Azure Lotus, protecting Chen Qing.

"What is the current situation of this person?" Xu Mingyu asked, frowning.

Xu Chengqian slowly said, "The spark of spiritual light is still burning, which is enough to keep the body afloat, but the physical body is on the verge of collapse and cannot be saved by ordinary means."

Xu Mingyu said, "Even if more than a dozen divine lights fell at once, they still couldn't save him?"

"This is already a rescue." Xu Zhanyuan pointed his halberd at the altar. "What kind of status is the Star Silence Tribulation Light? It is one of the fragments of the Mysterious Gate! Even those who have reached the fourth stage of the Nascent Soul realm only dare to take a wisp of the Mysterious Gate fragment at the last moment to obliterate the evil karma and maintain the immortality of the Golden Nature! This child is only at the second stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. He forcibly absorbed it through the bone, and it is already a stroke of luck that he can stay alive in front of the Netherworld Gate!"

The Xuan Turtle Ancestor looked at Chen Qing and said, "Your body has merged with the light of the Star Desolation Tribulation, making you an anomaly. If external forces are used to continue this, it may backfire and cause a reversal. It would be best to find a place to nourish your soul and isolate you from the secrets of heaven, so that you can slowly nurture it."

Su Qingyi supported the pale-breathing palace-dressed beauty and softly suggested, "Perhaps we could try the 'Heart-Cleansing Jade Spring' on my mountain. It nourishes the soul, clarifies the mind, and may help stabilize one's spiritual light."

Just as everyone was discussing, the one who broke the formation and the one who was rescued stepped forward, calling him their benefactor and wanting to express their gratitude to Chen Qing.

At this time.

A gentle and peaceful thought swept across everyone's hearts: "I appreciate everyone's kindness on behalf of Fellow Daoist Chen, but I have already made arrangements for the cause and effect of this matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of crystal-clear light descended from the sky, gently enveloping Chen Qing's broken body, the green lotus platform, and the bronze wine cup. It then transformed into a stream of light and vanished outside the Jade Capital City in an instant!

fast!
So fast that even the powerful beings present couldn't catch a glimpse of where they went!

Xu Mingyu's gaze narrowed slightly as he looked at the lingering Daoist aura in the sky, lost in thought.

The Tianyantai incident has been resolved, but its aftershocks are far from over.

With various parties harboring their own agendas, undercurrents were surging, and many were even searching for Chen Xu's whereabouts, hoping to seize some kind of righteous cause.

Several days passed.

The city of Yujing has regained its superficial order, but the collapsed palaces, the cracked earth, and the lingering aura of calamity in the air still silently tell the story of that earth-shattering upheaval.

"On that day on the Yantai platform, it was truly a battle of gods! All sorts of divine lights shot into the sky, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes!"

Inside the teahouse in the south of the city, the aroma of tea mingled with the everyday bustle of the city.

An old man sipped his tea and spoke eloquently, as if he had witnessed it firsthand: "Those nobles who were rescued, such as Princess Xiyao, the Crown Prince of the Dragon Palace, and the Sage Scholar, all bowed to that Strategist Chen after they escaped, calling him their benefactor!"

Beside him, a young boy tugged at the old man's coarse cloth sleeve, asking, "Grandpa Jiang, what happened to the bad guys? Did you see what happened to them?"

"You're making this sound so real, but this is something an old man like you can get involved in!" a few men who were taking a break muttered, but they also pricked up their ears, their teacups hovering near their lips.

The old man didn't take it seriously, only saying, "The Sixth Prince, Xu Qitian, was plagued by calamity energy and suffered the five signs of decay. His cultivation vanished in the blink of an eye. Some say he escaped from Yujing, some say his body was left to rot in the wilderness and fed to jackals, and some say he was captured by his enemies to refine his soul..."

"Serves you right!" the child clapped his hands and laughed. "Where's the Empress Dowager then?"

The teahouse suddenly fell silent.

The old man closed his eyes and sighed: "When the substitute was broken, it triggered a backlash of karma. As a result, the Myriad Transformations Pool deep in the palace dried up, and the Immortal Emperor's authority was shattered! She sat on the cloud platform, burned by karmic fire. That fire was no ordinary fire, but a karmic fire that burned away fortune and eroded the foundation of her Dao. Even as the Empress, she was still reduced to ashes. Even her last bit of resentment returned to dust. Her body and soul... were both destroyed."

The children held their breath; the small teahouse was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Without elaborating on the tragic scene, the old man shook his head and sighed, "The demise of the Dao is a punishment from Heaven. This is the end result of going against Yin and Yang and defying the way of Heaven. Heaven above has its own scales."

For a moment, everyone felt heavy-hearted.

The child, puzzled, asked, "They are from the imperial family, so why are they worse than the hundred kinds of demons?"

The old man gazed at the ascension glow in the sky that seemed to last forever, and said softly, "Once you reach that position, you've long since transcended the mortal realm. You may look like a human, but you're not. As long as you can embark on the path to the highest Dao, even if the Jade Capital turns to dust and billions of living beings wail, to them, it's nothing more than brushing away a speck of dust."

"Cough cough cough..."

A weak cough came from the side, interrupting the old man's story.

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a pale-faced young man walking slowly towards them, accompanied by a spirited woman.

The children glanced at him briefly before looking away, then shook the old man eagerly: "What about Strategist Chen? The gods will surely protect him, won't they?"

Before the old man could answer, the world suddenly went dark!

"Why is it dark?" The children looked up in alarm, only to see the setting sun in the west being obscured by a colossal object whose magnificence could not be described!
It was a magnificent "mountain" whose size could not be measured, stretching across the sky above Yujing, blocking out the sun!

Jade palaces and pavilions adorn the mountains, and spiritual roots and celestial flowers take root in the peaks!
A mystical aura pervades the air, a natural and divine presence!
"Mount Xuyuan!" a tea drinker exclaimed in surprise. "Wasn't it said that it would take seven days to arrive?"

The old man stroked his beard and sighed, "Someone wanted to climb the mountain, so the mountain came."

"Who has that much influence?"

The words have not yet been spoken!

hum-

A seven-colored star bridge descends from the celestial palace atop the mountain, with celestial music playing silently on its own.

On the Star Bridge, Su Qingyi, dressed in a plain white feather robe, came barefoot!

She is none other than the current mountain lord of Xuyuan Fuli!

Su Qingyi's gaze pierced through the crowd, revealing a smile. With a slight movement, she went straight to the sickly young man and bowed deeply to him amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Xu," her voice was filled with undisguised respect, "Xu Yuan has arrived, please climb the mountain."

The teahouse fell silent.

Only the old man stroked his beard and chuckled, then with a flick of his sleeve, he vanished into the wind, leaving only the lingering fragrance of tea.

The Crystal Path winds its way upwards, with clouds and mist flowing beneath your feet.

Chen Qing walked slowly, his eyes deep and unfathomable, reflecting the myriad phenomena of the mountains.

Su Qingyi stepped back half a step, raised her fair hand, and pointed to the village that was faintly visible in the sea of ​​clouds: "The residents of the mountains are mostly of the bloodline of my Su family. They were born in this mountain, grew up in this mountain, and will return to the mountain after they die."

As they spoke, the group turned through a mountain pass filled with blooming star-like flowers, and the view ahead suddenly opened up.

A huge glass platform hangs above the sea of ​​clouds!

The Lingquan Spring in the center of the island gurgles, reflecting the sunlight.

A futon and a jade table were placed by the spring. Dozens of cultivators, whose auras were either profound, sharp, or ethereal, had already taken their seats. They had all climbed the mountain from other places and arrived here, unaware of the outside world.

In the sacred spring, starlight floats on the waves, supported by lotus leaves, and illuminated by starlight.

"The Mountain Lord has arrived in person!"

In an instant, dozens of curious or inquisitive gazes converged on them!

"Who is that person accompanying the Mountain Lord?" a cultivator with a handsome face asked in a low voice, turning the jade flute in his hand lightly. "What kind of status does the Mountain Lord have that he would personally come to greet you? But why is this person so emaciated, his breath as faint as a candle in the wind?"

"Strange!" Another old man with white hair and a youthful face stroked his beard and pondered, "I observe that this person's vital energy and blood are exhausted, and his foundation for cultivation is on the verge of collapse. How could he survive with such injuries!"

In a corner of the platform, several cultivators gathered together, discussing in hushed tones.

"Brother Qin," the burly man nudged the black-robed cultivator beside him who was resting with his eyes closed, "your Heavenly Mystery Alliance's 'Myriad Manifestations Compass' is said to know everything, do you know anything about this person's background?"

Qin Guanlan, a member of the Heavenly Secrets Alliance, slowly opened his eyes. His gaze swept over Chen Qing, and he was immediately taken aback. Then he shook his head and said, "Don't ask, don't ask."

Upon hearing this, the others wouldn't let it go and kept pressing for answers.

Helpless, Qin Guanlan asked, "Did any of you witness the strange phenomena in Yujing a few days ago?"

Everyone's expression tightened, and they all nodded.

Not long ago, the Celestial Emperor ascended to heaven, and then the Jade Capital was thrown into chaos. It was hard not to pay attention.

"This is the beginning of a great calamity that will overthrow the Immortal Dynasty and affect all living beings!" Qin Guanlan sighed. "If it weren't for someone stepping forward and willingly entering a life-or-death situation to achieve great merit, not only Jade Capital, but the entire Central Spirit Continent would have already fallen into the calamity!"

At this point, he grunted and immediately fell silent.

Others urged him on, saying that even folk storytellers might be more daring than him.

"That storyteller doesn't cultivate the Heavenly Secrets Crossing!" Qin Guanlan frowned and said, "The Heavenly Secrets are too complicated; speaking recklessly will surely backfire. I, Qin, still want to live a few more years!"

Although he spoke in a mysterious and esoteric way, those around him could still discern the underlying meaning.

The burly man's gaze towards Chen Qing changed: "This sickly-looking man is the one who has broken through the tribulation?"

Qin Guanlan nodded slightly and whispered a reminder: "To break through a deadly trap and save the world from collapse, such a person is one in a thousand years! If we can obtain even a word or two from him and record it in the annals of our Heavenly Secrets Alliance, so that it may be passed down to future generations, that would be a great opportunity! Even his disciples and grand-disciples could benefit from a trace of his fortune!"

The surrounding cultivators were taken aback at first, then their eyes flashed with intense light!

"So that's how it is!" The cultivator holding the jade flute suddenly realized, his gaze towards Chen Qing filled with awe and curiosity.

"No wonder the mountain lord treated me with such courtesy!" the white-haired old man thought to himself.

"Brother Qin, your insight is brilliant!" The burly man rubbed his hands together. "I'll definitely find an opportunity to pay my respects later!"

Suddenly, undercurrents were swirling on the platform.

Many cultivators who were originally waiting for the banquet to begin became restless, their eyes frequently glancing at Chen Qing.

　The second update will be delivered soon...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)