Chapter 120: Conquering the World

The Corpse Immortal of the Immortal Chant I am the Taoist of Drunken Sun. 2498 words 2026-04-11 16:53:03

"That is only natural. In a land as vast as Xianyin, even for those of us at the Golden Core stage, it would likely be impossible to fly across the entire realm before we die," the Vice Sect Master said, reclining lazily in a chair nearby. "Beyond the lands of Yan, there are many other nations, as well as numerous mysterious and ancient immortal sects, sacred grounds, dynasties, primordial clans, the human race, and the demon race. All of these together constitute the map of the Eastern Wilderness."

The Blazing Sun Sect is a sect no weaker than the Azure Cloud Sect. For generations, the two have been constantly at odds, each eager to annex the other so they might thoroughly reign supreme over the entire Yan Kingdom. However, the two have always kept each other in check, and neither has ever possessed the strength to completely overpower the other. Furthermore, there is the Imperial Family of Yan, which is by no means inferior to the two sects—it is even, perhaps, a shade stronger! The Blazing Sun Sect’s hesitation to engage in an all-out war with the Azure Cloud Sect is partly due to the suspicion that the Imperial Family is merely waiting to reap the rewards like the fisherman in the fable.

Ye Wuya continued to flip through the pages while the Vice Sect Master kept offering explanations. The man was a chatterbox, through and through! It had to be said, however, that the Vice Sect Master’s knowledge was commendable. He was worthy of having guarded the Scripture Pavilion for twenty years; he could explain these matters in a way that was both organized and easy to understand.

But Ye Wuya did not need it. Understand? The characters in these books were large, much like the ancient script of Earth. As a professional grave robber, if he couldn’t even grasp this much knowledge, he wouldn't be worth his salt! Ye Wuya found reading these texts effortless, and all these books combined didn't even amount to a single medical tome. Beyond his identity as a grave robber, he was well-versed in medical texts—the Four Books and Five Classics, the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon, the Tendon-Changing Classic, the Tao Te Ching, the Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms... As a young man from the age of the internet, he wouldn't say he could crush these ancients in terms of raw intellect, but in terms of reading and rote memorization, he could absolutely dominate them. Moreover, these were merely miscellaneous records, little more than a replica of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

By the time he finished one bookshelf, Ye Wuya finally had a thorough understanding of this world. His judgment was confirmed: this was a mysterious and unfathomable world of cultivation, where everyone longed to become an immortal, to be invincible, and to achieve eternal life! He wasn't sure which era they were currently in—there were no detailed records—but from the Savage Era to the current Desolate Ancient Era, each era in this world lasted for one hundred thousand years. It seemed there had been a break in the records of the Savage Era; everything before it had been lost, and there was almost no documentation of that time. Yet, there were still scattered fragments of information—for instance, that this world truly possessed True Dragons, Phoenixes, Qilin, and other sacred beasts!

Satisfied, he closed the last ancient book detailing strange phenomena. This world was even more mysterious than he had imagined! What exactly happened during the Savage Era? That was something Ye Wuya could not discern for now.

"Those are just legends. There hasn't been a sighting of a True Dragon in this world for nearly one hundred thousand years," the Vice Sect Master said with a hint of mockery.

"Whether it is true or not is a different matter," Ye Wuya shook his head and said. "I only need to know that there are certain mysterious, special forces lurking in this world, and that is enough."

"Special forces, such as the Origin Qi that you and I possess?" the Vice Sect Master asked, not shying away from the topic.

Origin Qi? What was that? It was the first time Ye Wuya had heard the term. He knew of Spiritual Qi, Demonic Qi, Devilish Qi, and the Karmic Qi of the Buddhist sects. But what was Origin Qi? Could it be that sliver of "energy" that had appeared within his own body?

Ye Wuya tilted his head slightly and, adopting a mysterious air, said, "No, there are things even more worthy of exploration than Origin Qi."

The Vice Sect Master chuckled. "The books here are not complete. I have some more important classics in my room. Come to my quarters later." With that, the Vice Sect Master slowly headed upstairs, leaving Ye Wuya behind. *He wouldn't do anything to me, would he? Two grown men alone in a room... and he wants me to come to his room later...*

Ye Wuya was speechless. The books here were already enough to understand the world. If there were truly other books, they must involve secrets—the core treasures of the sect—and he didn't want to get too deeply entangled in the karma of the Azure Cloud Sect. He was only here to gather information!

He gave the other books a rough scan; he had seen enough for one day and needed to digest it all. Beyond the Yan lands lay hundreds of domains and nations, endless oceans, and mysterious lands that no predecessor had ever explored. There were even True Dragons in existence. Compared to this world, the Azure Cloud Sect was truly not worth mentioning! Such a small sect in a tiny, insignificant country—it was all too small.

Returning to his room, he felt a wave of exhaustion hit him as he relaxed. He lay down on the bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Night fell! The world turned dark! Ye Wuya woke up groggily and stretched! Jiang Xiaoxiao happened to push the door open just then, seeing Ye Wuya still sitting on the bed.

"Master, I have brought you dinner."

Ye Wuya nodded. "Just leave it there."

In this high pavilion, Ye Wuya often forgot the passage of time, even neglecting to sleep. Originally, he wouldn't have needed to sleep given his divine sense, but Ye Wuya was accustomed to it, and there were physiological reasons for it—a fact he, as a modern man, understood better than anyone.

"Your strength has improved again," Ye Wuya said, feeling truly astonished as he looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao's cultivation speed. To describe it as "three stages in a single day" would be no exaggeration; the growth in her strength was visible to the naked eye.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master. Although fighting those children was boring, I still gained some insights over these past few days," Jiang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

At this rate, Ye Wuya had originally estimated it would take her half a year to reach the Four Polar stage of the Golden Core. Now, however, it had only been seven or eight days—less than half a month—and she was already nearing that goal. If she continued at this speed, she would likely reach even broader realms very soon! His confidence in retrieving the two women had grown.

"How are the books coming along?" Jiang Xiaoxiao asked with a happy smile.

"I've only just started; how could it be anything else?" Ye Wuya shook his head.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded. "Can you finish them within half a year?"

"Probably. After all, I read quite fast." Ye Wuya realized what she meant and quickly turned his head. "What, can't wait anymore?"

"Yes! Master said you would take me out to fight. Once we step out, there will be endless battles to be had. I've been counting the days," Jiang Xiaoxiao laughed. "Of course, there will be no need for you to trouble yourself, Master. You only need to take me with you; wherever you point, I will strike."

Ye Wuya frowned slightly. Jiang Xiaoxiao's intent was clear. "Have you rested enough? If you're rested, take me out to pull off something big—the kind that paves the way for a new era!"

It was clear that beneath Jiang Xiaoxiao's obedient veil lay a restless heart. Ye Wuya nodded. "Very well. Give me half a year, and I will take you to conquer the world."

Though her face remained cold, Jiang Xiaoxiao could feel the fervor in Ye Wuya’s words. She couldn't help but burst into a soft laugh.