Chapter 147: Sequence

At the age of twenty, possessing a cultivation level of a half-immortal, he fought evenly without the slightest disadvantage against an elder at the peak of the Li family's ancient mirror realm!

It was precisely this battle that thoroughly cemented Li Changsheng's position within the Li family!

Every single one of the seven heirs of the Li family was a proud child of heaven!

Yet none of them dared to challenge Li Changsheng's razor-sharp edge, all addressing him respectfully as the Young Master!

And now, years had passed up to the present day.

No one could fathom the depth of Li Changsheng anymore, nor did anyone dare to spar with him.

Li Changsheng's innate talent was simply too terrifying.

No one knew what level Li Changsheng's current strength had reached!

Nor would anyone imagine that Li Changsheng was now the sole true god in the mortal world!

"Very well, let this matter be decided according to Changsheng's will."

"From now on, this person shall be the eighth heir of our Li family."

A profound glint flashed across Li Yue's eyes, and after a slight pause, he spoke indifferently.

He had no objections whatsoever to Li Changsheng's proposal.

If he did not assist his only son, who else would?

Moreover, Li Yue understood his son's depth and astuteness better than anyone else.

Li Changsheng had never deigned to cast a covetous eye on anything owned by the Li family, yet this time, he brought a person back and immediately demanded that person be made an heir of the family.

This individual must possess far more than just sufficient talent.

They undoubtedly possessed some heaven-defying trait!

After all, no one knew a son better than his own father.

His son Changsheng never engaged in unprofitable business ventures...

"This is the Li family's patriarchal token; have Wan'er attend to it shortly."

"Since this matter is settled, you may all disperse."

Li Yue paused once more, waving his hand to summon a token radiating an intense purple light, guiding it to hover in front of Li Changsheng.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his calm voice echoed out.

"We obey the Patriarch's command."

Seeing this, the crowd no longer delayed. They cupped their fists respectfully in unison and slowly retreated out of the grand hall.

"Properly settle Yunchen and Yunjue."

"Go ahead."

Li Changsheng handed the purple token to Zhao Wan'er, gave a calm instruction, and spoke no further.

"Understood."

Daring not to delay, Zhao Wan'er hastily and respectfully cupped her fists in a bow, leading Yunchen and Yunjue away.

At this point, only Li Changsheng and Li Yue remained in the vast hall, maintaining a silent stillness.

"Did you... perceive it?"

Suddenly, at the head of the hall, Li Yue slowly opened his eyes.

A profound gleam swirled within his gaze as his voice slowly echoed.

"Outside the Qingling Realm, what is out there?"

Li Changsheng remained silent for a long time, a heavy look gradually seeping into his eyes.

The events in the Land of Supreme Immortals had clearly brought the matters outside the Qingling Realm to the surface.

It was time for him to begin making preparations as well.

And the Li family, being an ancient top-tier aristocratic clan, must certainly have records concerning these matters.

Yet he, having read through countless texts since childhood, had never perceived the slightest hint of it.

This matter was bizarre.

The only explanation was that his father had completely sealed away everything related to the world beyond the Qingling Realm!

No matter how high one's status in the Li family might be, one had no authority to investigate even the slightest bit of it!

"The ancient immortal firmament evolves, four realms and one gate determine the cosmos."

"If you seek immortal fate, it resides in Qingling, while the Land of Supreme Immortals conceals the spiritual mechanism."

"With your cultivation, you must have already perceived the strangeness of the Land of Supreme Immortals."

"This matter involves the ancient Immortal Venerable, the Demon Ancestor, and the Jiuli Demon Ancestor."

"No matter how powerful the Li family is, it ultimately belongs to the mortal dust."

"However, this father has always believed..."

"You are capable of piercing through this profound mystery."

"And you alone..."

As his words reached this point, Li Yue's voice grew softer and softer.

Until finally, it faded into a soft sigh.

He gazed at Li Changsheng with a complex expression, wondering what thoughts were churning at the bottom of his heart.

"I have already gained control over the Land of Supreme Immortals."

"I have also met the Demon Ancestor; he was very weak at the time."

"I casually wiped him out of existence."

"The disciple of the ancient Immortal Venerable was also nearly slain by my hand."

"As for the secrets beyond Qingling, I ask Father to enlighten me."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng remained silent for a long time.

A contemplative gleam flickered in his eyes as he slowly spoke, sentence by sentence.

As for Li Yue's expression, it turned incomparably dramatic!

First, he froze, followed by a look of profound shock!

Then he drew in a sharp breath, which ultimately melted into utter dismay!

The Land of Supreme Immortals!!

That was something controlled by the Heavenly Dao of the Qingling Realm, utterly untraceable!

Whenever it appeared, it would shock the entire world!

Li Yue would never have imagined that there would come a day when the Land of Supreme Immortals was actually controlled by someone!

And that person was none other than the son he had watched grow up!

Then there was the Demon Ancestor. Back then, the Demon Ancestor had suppressed boundless immortals and demons single-handedly, his invincible bearing shaking the ages!

Who among others did not approach the Demon Ancestor with utmost reverence, never daring to offend him in the slightest!

Yet his own son had casually wiped him out of existence!!

And the ancient Immortal Venerable!

The hundred lineages of the Immortal Venerable formed the ultimate myth, having circulated throughout the Qingling Realm for tens of thousands of years!

There was even the feat of slaying gods, which prompted boundless adoration!

Yet the disciple of the ancient Immortal Venerable had nearly died at the hands of his own son!

Each of these three pieces of news was more shocking than the last.

Even after a long while, Li Yue's heart remained difficult to calm!

Judging by Li Changsheng's demeanor, he did not seem to be lying.

Yet when did his son become so unfathomably deep...

Could it be...

Suddenly, a flash of astonishment and doubt crossed Li Yue's eyes.

He suddenly recalled the seed of Dao that had mysteriously appeared within his body ever since he last assisted his son in destroying the Dao-Immortal Wang family!

The appearance of this seed was utterly bizarre!

Yet it was of immense benefit to him, without a single negative side effect.

Could it be that this was the doing of his son...

If that were truly the case, sharing the secrets beyond Qingling was not entirely out of the question...

"Father, once you completely refine the world seed within your body, you will naturally comprehend the rules and give birth to countless living beings."

"By then, you will be an existence akin to the Heavenly Dao itself."

Sensing the doubt in Li Yue's eyes, Li Changsheng shifted his thoughts and grasped seven or eight parts of it.

"Can you tell me now?"

A trace of a smile played in his eyes as his voice slowly drifted forth.

"This..."

Li Yue's mind felt somewhat dazed; he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The shocks brought to him by this son were simply too numerous.

He was getting old; his heart couldn't quite take it anymore...

After a long time, Li Yue managed to forcefully suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes as he looked at Li Changsheng.

"Beyond the Qingling Realm, there is a path of starry skies..."

"Legend has it that the starry sky road leads to the Immortal Firmament..."

"If Qingling is compared to the mortal dust, then the Immortal Firmament continent is the immortal realm that all living beings yearn for."

"And only cultivators who have passed the trials of the starry sky road can journey to the Immortal Firmament..."

A look of yearning appeared in Li Yue's eyes as his voice slowly echoed.

"The Immortal Firmament, is it..."

Li Changsheng's expression remained calm as he murmured to himself.

Just as he had expected, beyond the Qingling Realm, there truly were other worlds!

Judging by his father's demeanor, those worlds seemed not too distant from where he currently stood!

"Beyond that, this father knows no more."

"Presumably, the Land of Supreme Immortals holds certain secrets; if you are interested, you may thoroughly explore them."

After a long while, Li Yue sighed once more, speaking no further.

"This son has committed it to memory."

Li Changsheng cupped his fists in a slow bow, then directly stepped out of the hall.

"Ding~ Yunchen's sense of belonging has increased to 70%, rewarding the host with Destiny Points."

The system's voice rang out, but Li Changsheng's expression remained entirely unchanged.

The increase in a sense of belonging was well within expectation and nothing to be surprised about.

However, the matter concerning the world outside the Qingling Realm required careful deliberation.

There were no secrets within the Land of Supreme Immortals itself.

If he wished to investigate further, he would still need to search among the Three Tombs and Six Seas of Qingling.

After all, the only traces of secret information he had uncovered previously were found within the Devil-Suppressing Sea.

What the Demon Ancestor had referred to as "they" remained a knot in the depths of Li Changsheng's heart.

Human beings would always feel uneasy facing the unknown.

Li Changsheng was no exception.

"So be it."

After a long while, Li Changsheng let out a soft sigh, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Pausing slightly, he flew directly toward an exquisite courtyard.

Before long, the void trembled, and Li Changsheng stepped out.

There were a few houses here, and the courtyard was quite spacious.

Yunchen was flipping through ancient texts here, while Yunjue obediently accompanied him by his side.

"Young Master, the matter has been properly handled."

Suddenly, the void beside them trembled, and Zhao Wan'er, wrapped in black attire, stepped out.

She bowed respectfully toward Li Changsheng.

"Yunchen, I have secured the position of the eighth heir for you within the Li family."

"An heir serves as the sturdy backbone of the entire Li family; you must not slack off and should cultivate diligently."

"Whenever you have any needs, you may inform Wan'er; all resources are at your disposal."

Li Changsheng nodded, his gaze sweeping over Yunchen. After a brief pause, his calm voice rang out.

"Master, rest assured, this disciple has committed it to memory."

Daring not to delay, Yunchen wore a solemn expression as he bowed deeply toward Li Changsheng.

"Wan'er, I leave Yunjue in your care for guidance."

"I need to go out for a while."

"In a few days' time, I want to see both of them achieve some accomplishments."

Li Changsheng swept his gaze over the group, finally letting it land on Zhao Wan'er as he gave further instructions.

"Rest assured, Young Master."

Zhao Wan'er bowed once more, her voice respectful.

At this, Li Changsheng no longer delayed. He stepped into the air and departed.

Not long after, he had already left the Li family estate and headed straight toward the Southern Frontier!

The Southern Frontier was exceedingly vast; not only were the mountain forests dense, but the tribes within it were also countless.

Every tribe possessed a unique totem used for cultivation.

At this moment, within a rather remote tribe in the Southern Frontier,

hundreds of people were kneeling devoutly to worship.

On the sacrificial altar in front of these people stood a breathtakingly beautiful young woman with a slender figure and a glowing purple teardrop mark between her brows, standing quietly.

The woman wore a leopard-skin breastwrap, exposing her slender waist.

Below that, she wore a pair of coarse cloth shorts.

Her skin was white as jade, resembling cream.

On her feet were a pair of beast-skin short boots.

At a single glance, one would inevitably be captivated by the wild beauty exuding from her.

The woman's three thousand strands of dark hair were coiled up with a wooden hairpin, and her entire body was adorned with many exotic ornaments.

Silver bells on her wrists, a red cord on her ankles, and even an ivory necklace hanging around her neck.

Her expression remained constantly calm, her gaze continually sweeping over the crowd before her.

The purple teardrop mark between her brows flickered with a continuous radiance, from which an extremely rich and majestic aura faintly flowed!

Sensing the majestic aura occasionally emanating from the space between the woman's brows, the crowd below grew even more reverent!

Bordering on absolute devotion!

As they repeatedly kowtowed, an illusory purple teardrop mark flickered in and out of existence between the brows of every single person...

This place was the Tianwu Tribe.

And this woman was none other than Wu Yao.

"Pass down the word: if the Tianxiang Tribe refuses to surrender to Tianwu, three days from now, this envoy will surely annihilate them!"

Suddenly, the woman's expression stirred.

A glint of biting coldness flashed deep within her eyes as her frigid voice echoed.

"We obey the Holy Ancestor's command!"

Daring not to delay, the crowd kowtowed devoutly in unison!

And successively withdrew.

"My Lord has personally arrived, yet this humble servant failed to welcome you from afar. I deserve death!"

Once the crowd had retreated, Wu Yao suddenly knelt down toward a patch of void!

With devotion permeating her eyes, she performed the most solemn kowtow of three prostrations and nine kowtows!

"Although the Southern Frontier is vast, with the Sealed Nether technique in your possession, is your Tianwu Tribe's expansion still this slow?"

Suddenly, the void where Wu Yao was bowing rippled abruptly!

A handsome, immaculate youth dressed in a black-and-gold embroidered robe stepped out.

The youth's expression was calm, yet deep within his eyes flashed a sharp glint.

A terrifying aura faintly flowed around his entire body, making him look altogether like a divine deity!

Invisible to the eye, it exerted a tremendous pressure upon others!

"Wu Yao is guilty."

Wu Yao's delicate body suddenly trembled, fear flashing in her eyes as her voice grew somewhat shaky.

As a divine envoy, she was actually struggling to rally the various tribes of the Southern Frontier in a short period of time.

It was perhaps far too useless of her.

How could she possibly live up to her master's grace of saving her life back then...

"Rise and speak."

Seeing this, Li Changsheng furrowed his brows slightly, feeling somewhat surprised.

He had no intention of punishing her, however.

The speed at which this woman was subjugating tribes was indeed a bit slow.

"This... this humble servant does not dare..."

Wu Yao's delicate body trembled, a look of desolation flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Her voice trembled, unable to stand up.

"The Tianwu Tribe's slow development is not your fault."

"I told you to rise, so simply rise."

"Excessive formalities only serve to breed annoyance."

Seeing this, Li Changsheng felt somewhat helpless.

As he shook his head slowly, his calm voice drifted forth.

"Yes..."

Hearing these words, Wu Yao dared not hesitate any longer.

After a deep bow, she slowly stood up.

Like a child who had committed a fault, she stood before Li Changsheng, lowering her head in silence.

"There is no need for this."

"Since you are a divine envoy, you should carry yourself like one; otherwise, how will you command respect from others in the future?"

Feeling somewhat helpless, Li Changsheng instinctively reached out to stroke Wu Yao's head, offering her a earnest and heartfelt pacification.

He could sense that this woman inherently possessed a good nature.

Had the previous incident not dealt too heavy a blow to Wu Yao, he imagined he would never have witnessed her slaughtering people.

Over these past few days, this woman must have gained some insight into human nature.

He didn't need to waste any more breath.

"What trouble has Tianwu encountered recently?"

Pausing slightly, a sharp glint flashed deep within Li Changsheng's eyes.

His calm voice sounded out.

"Reporting to Master..."

Being stroked by Li Changsheng in this manner, Wu Yao's delicate body suddenly quivered.

"Due to the special nature of our tribe's totem, many weak tribes have come to seek refuge recently."

"However, the slightly larger tribes are unwilling to submit."

"Wu Yao has been trying her best to minimize bloodshed while strengthening Tianwu..."

"Yet..."

"Yet, a dozen tribes of various sizes led by the Tianxiang Tribe harbor hostility toward Tianwu and refuse to cooperate or submit."

"Given Tianwu's current strength, it is difficult for us to defeat those tribes."

"If we strike at one of them, the others will surely unite, and by then, Tianwu will be annihilated."

Wu Yao cupped her fists and bowed, her eyes filled with an unspeakable complexity.

She had thought that possessing her master's Sealed Nether technique would allow her to easily traverse the Southern Frontier.

She never expected that when encountering difficulties, she would ponder for a long time without finding a solution.

She truly was useless...

"Since that is the case, keeping the people of those tribes alive serves no further purpose."

Seeing this, a flash of contemplation flickered in Li Changsheng's eyes as he muttered to himself.

"Let's go." A moment later, Li Changsheng stepped forward and swept his arm around Wu Yao's slender waist.

"I'll take you to kill some people."

A sharp glint flashed deep within his eyes while a cold smirk played at the corners of his lips.

Shifting his stance once more, their figures vanished abruptly!

When they reappeared, they had already arrived at a place that looked rather miraculous!

Within a radius of a hundred miles here, all the trees were pitch black.

The trees grew in a twisted fashion, looking unspeakably bizarre.

Even the ground below was entirely pitch-black, faintly imparting a sense of palpitation to the heart.

Yet, within this hundred-mile mountain forest, quite a number of people were gathered in an open clearing.