I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Ye Chongren immediately embarked on his journey to Fenglei Palace.

When he hurried to the entrance of Fenglei Palace, he bumped into someone unexpectedly.

Looking up, he saw Meng Kongchan, the master of the Wind and Thunder Palace. He was dressed in a gorgeous yet dignified Taoist robe, the hems of which swayed gently in the wind, and he exuded the majestic aura of a superior.

But at this moment, she looked a little hurried, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"What's going on? Have you teamed up with the Nebula Pavilion Master to repel Wu Duoming?" Ye Chongren's lips curled slightly, a hint of concern and curiosity etched in his voice as he took the lead in breaking the brief awkwardness. Ye Chongren had anticipated Wu Duoming seeking revenge against the Nebula Pavilion and Wind and Thunder Palace over the previous conflict. He speculated that their retaliatory actions should have been successfully repelled by now.

"Wu Duoming nearly died at our hands. The Dao Divine Cannon you provided was truly effective." Meng Kongchan, the master of the Wind and Thunder Palace, clasped her hands leisurely behind her back, her robe billowing in the breeze. A hint of pride lingered as she continued, "However, a young man from the Floating Island showed up mid-air and hinted that my Wind and Thunder Palace was under attack, so I hurried back. I think Wu Duoming should have already escaped by now!"

A junior from Floating Island… Ye Chongren's heart skipped a beat, and he suspected this person was Ye Lingfei. He couldn't help but chuckle, "You've been fooled! The dignified Lord of Wind and Thunder Palace has been fooled by a junior. Haha…"

Facing Ye Chongren's teasing, Meng Kongchan just frowned slightly and ignored him, asking directly: "What are you doing here?"

Ye Chongren put away his smile, his expression suddenly becoming serious. "Of course, there's something important to discuss. Does your Wind and Thunder Palace have any fragments of the Myriad Origin Monument?"

Hearing this, Meng Kongchan's beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Why do you ask this?"

"You don't need to be so vigilant. To be honest, I just want to gain some insights. We are allies now, in the same boat, and we will prosper and suffer together. The technique I practice is quite special. At the current stage, as long as I can get access to the fragments of the Wandao Source Monument, it is possible to improve my strength. This need will not stop until I reach the realm of domination." Ye Chongren stated his demands and the uniqueness of his own practice in one breath.

These words did indeed give the Wind and Thunder Palace Master a slight jolt. But more than that, she felt Ye Chongren was exaggerating. She already knew Ye Chongren's casual and uninhibited nature, so she didn't take him seriously, thinking he simply wanted to see the fragments of the Myriad Origin Monument within the Wind and Thunder Palace.

After all, the fragments of the Myriad Origin Monument are of significant help in perfecting one's cultivation path and increasing strength. Ye Chongren is the lord of Honghuang City, but Honghuang City is only a recently promoted power. Currently, most of the fragments of the Myriad Origin Monument are controlled by other forces. He must have reached a bottleneck in his cultivation and wanted to use this opportunity to seek a breakthrough.

"Okay, but you can only watch, and... it requires an equal exchange!" Meng Kongchan stared into Ye Chongren's eyes, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Ye Chongren was slightly stunned, but after a little thought he understood the meaning.

Not long after, in a quiet chamber within the Wind and Thunder Palace, Ye Chongren sat cross-legged, his expression focused. Before him lay two fragments of the Myriad Origin Monument, emitting a faint glow. The light was soft and mysterious, as if it contained endless mysteries.

"For these two fragments, I gave away thousands of Dao Divine Cannon shells!" Ye Chongren complained, but his heart didn't hurt. After all, they possessed the manufacturing technology for the Dao Divine Cannon shells, and as long as they had enough resources, they could produce them continuously. And for Ye Chongren, as long as his strength improved, he would have countless opportunities to obtain resources.

"Let's begin!" After saying that, Ye Chongren slowly closed his eyes and devoted himself to the contemplation of the fragments of the Wandao Origin Monument.

At the same time, in Shenjian Mountain, a thrilling battle had just ended.

"Bang!" With a resounding explosion, like a thunderclap, the burly man known as Brother Dao plummeted from the sky like a meteor, landing heavily on the ground. At his feet lay a disheveled figure. This man was none other than Wu Duoming, the lord of Blood Hand Fort. He was spewing blood, his face as pale as paper, his expression utterly dejected. His clothes were tattered, revealing his utterly miserable state.

Not far away, on the ground, two other figures were equally gravely wounded. One was covered in bloody wounds, oozing blood, staining the ground crimson. The other's arm drooped limply, half of his shoulder nearly severed. The scene was horrifying. These two were none other than Huang Taiji, the master of Huangji Cave, and Ye Daozhi, the master of Floating Island.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, their mouths gaping, unable to utter a single word. Who could have predicted that the renowned Huangji Cave Master Huang Taiji, Blood Hand Fort Master Wu Duoming, and Floating Island Master Ye Daozhi, would suffer such a disastrous defeat in their combined attack?

In just a hundred breaths, the three men were severely wounded by the attacks of this burly man. Everyone had no doubt that if this burly, honest-looking man in front of them was willing, Huang Taiji and the other two would most likely lose their lives here.

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the burly man casually put the giant sword behind his back as if nothing had happened, accurately put it back into the scabbard, and then turned around with steady steps and returned to the man in the middle.

"Everyone, as per our previous agreement, from today on... you must obey me!" The man in the middle had a faint smile on his face, his eyes scanning the crowd like an eagle, his words filled with unquestionable majesty.

The disciples of Divine Sword Mountain below were stunned, their hearts awash with mixed emotions. What should they do now? Are they really going to surrender to these outsiders? They were filled with reluctance, yet felt deeply powerless.

Originally, Divine Sword Mountain held a promising future in this battle against the Ferocious Beast Tribe. Not only would they be able to acquire countless resources, but even the Pure Nirvana Sword Master had glimpsed their dominance. Given time, they would undoubtedly dominate the entire middle section of the Upper Heaven Origin Land, potentially even reaching the core region.

However, a barrage of bad news washed over them like a raging tide. First, their home was nearly attacked, disrupting their offensive against Xiongye. Then, the Sword Master, Jingnie, was murdered, a crushing blow to Shenjian Mountain. Then, internal chaos descended, with the elders and their clan sword masters locked in a power struggle. Just as the situation had finally calmed down, three mysterious and terrifyingly powerful young men appeared.

Dian Jiuzhi's face turned pale, then blue, a complex expression flashing in his eyes as he stared at the young man in the middle. At this moment, it seemed that the only path before him was surrender.

However, although there is only one road, he can choose how to move forward, whether to walk slowly, run fast, or find another way.

"The current Lord of Divine Sword Mountain, Dian Jiuzhi, is willing to lead the entire Divine Sword Mountain in submission!"