Cultivation Is the Only True Path!

Bai Yu found it rather strange. What was going on with Prince Changqin? Why was there nothing at all in his Mall?!

It was understandable that Li Hanyi had not uploaded any products; after all, she had nothing.

But Changqin was now a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. Although he had been carried there by the Lihuo Bead, it was not as though he had nothing worth uploading, right?

Had he completely given up and decided to lie flat?

Surely not?

In the past, Changqin had merely been an unremarkable musician in the Heavenly Realm, only a Golden Immortal. It was understandable that he had no top-tier cultivation techniques or resources.

But now, Changqin was already a Grand Unity Golden Immortal. In the Ancient Sword World, if he was not among the strongest in the Three Realms, he was at least among the very best.

Could this guy have stayed on Mount Yao all this time without ever going out?

Otherwise, even if he had to steal! Rob! Beg! He should not have ended up with absolutely nothing!

Bai Yu's shopping spree, which had emptied out the Mall, gave everyone in the group a massive shock!

[Call Me Group Owner]: (wДw) Oh my god! My Mall was emptied out by Immortal Venerable boss?!!! (happy.jpg)

[Judicial God]: Thank you, Immortal Venerable!!! Immortal Venerable is mighty!!!!!!

[Demon Realm Supreme]: Thank you, Immortal Venerable!!! Immortal Venerable is awesome!!!!!!

[Xiongba]: Immortal Venerable is mighty and awesome!!!

[Prince Changqin]: Immortal Venerable... I feel so wronged... I really want to cry... T_T

Yang Jian and Chonglou, who had benefited the most, were completely dumbfounded at first. Then came excitement—unparalleled excitement—and exhilaration—unparalleled exhilaration!

If they had not retained some regard for their status, they probably would have jumped up and started dancing already.

As for Changqin, he was the most depressed of them all. He genuinely wanted to cry.

He had ultimately missed out on this overwhelming fortune.

Other than Li Hanyi and Changqin, who had not uploaded any goods, and Mei Changsu, who had remained out of contact, the other group members were naturally ecstatic. Their gains had been immense.

Especially Yang Jian and Chonglou. Looking at the huge pile of Saint Spirit Stones they had received, they could not help laughing aloud, their faces blooming with joy.

Sword of the Immortal World.

Demon Realm, Supreme Hall.

The demon generals and servants looked at their Demon Venerable, who was laughing aloud, utterly baffled. Could their Demon Venerable have made some mistake in cultivation and developed a problem with his brain?

Their Demon Venerable, usually stern and imposing, was not only laughing aloud now, but his originally cold and handsome face had blossomed like a chrysanthemum.

The sight was bizarre no matter how they looked at it.

An eerie atmosphere spread through the hall. The demon generals and servants lowered their heads, no longer daring to let their imaginations run wild. They held their Demon Venerable in deep reverence and fear.

Chonglou seemed to notice the strange atmosphere in the hall as well and glanced at his subordinates, whose heads were hanging low.

"Ahem. Did you understand what I just said?"

Having composed himself, Chonglou wore a solemn expression, dignified and imposing.

"Yes, Demon Venerable. Your subordinates understand."

"Good. Since you all understand, leave."

Chonglou felt that he could not continue losing his composure before his subordinates.

It would not affect their loyalty, but Chonglou still felt he needed to maintain his image.

While keeping an eye on the Chat Group's messages, he took out a warm Saint Spirit Stone, refined it directly, and began comprehending the Origin Law of heaven and earth.

"This feeling of growing stronger is truly wonderful!"

Chonglou enjoyed comprehending the Origin Law of Space at a speed he had never been able to reach before.

"This Saint Spirit Stone truly deserves to be called an Enlightenment Supreme Treasure. Praise the Immortal Venerable!"

Chonglou, who revered strength, naturally held Bai Yu in the highest regard. At the same time, he regarded Bai Yu as his goal, hoping that one day he could battle him.

Though it was far beyond reach, and he could only watch Bai Yu's back grow ever more distant, dreams could still be a powerful driving force, even if they were unrealistic.

Chonglou had always been persistent by nature. Perhaps that was a good thing.

If Bai Yu knew what Chonglou was thinking, he would encourage and support him. This was how it should be—working hard at cultivation was the true path. Love and romance were merely scenery along the road to the summit.

Perhaps they were beautiful, but such beauty was endless, and the closer one got to the peak, the more beautiful the scenery became.

Therefore, before reaching the summit, it was best not to stop for the beauty right before one's eyes.

In the original timeline, Chonglou had admired only Zi Xuan. Though he could not win the heart of the woman he loved, he had still been willing to protect her silently.

This could be said to show Chonglou's extraordinary grace and his tender side, but it did not change the fact that he was a simp.

A tortured, passionate romance simply did not suit the proud and aloof Chonglou.

Shouldn't the one Chonglou protected have been Fei Peng?

Chonglou and Fei Peng were the ones who truly loved and fought each other, while also cherishing one another as kindred spirits.

Lotus Lantern World.

Heavenly Court, Heavenly God Hall.

Like Chonglou, Yang Jian was also laughing aloud, his face blooming with joy.

The Meishan Brothers standing on both sides below exchanged glances, looking worriedly at their Second Master.

It was over. Second Master had developed a mental problem.

It seemed Second Master had been under too much pressure!

Or perhaps he missed his younger sister, the Third Holy Mother, too much?

"Second Master..."

Kang Laoda hesitated, looking at Yang Jian with concern.

"Ahem... it's nothing. I merely thought of something happy."

Yang Jian coughed, calming his excited emotions, and his expression returned to normal.

"By the way, brothers, I plan to retrieve the Mountain Splitting Axe, then split open Mount Hua and rescue my sister, Yang Chan."

Seeing that the atmosphere had become somewhat heavy, Yang Jian changed the subject.

Although Yang Chan had been imprisoned beneath Mount Hua by Yang Jian himself, the Queen Mother had used certain methods. Yang Jian could not undo the Queen Mother's techniques, so he could only split open Mount Hua and forcefully break them.

Why had the Third Holy Mother been imprisoned beneath Mount Hua?

It was mainly because she had fallen in love with a mortal, violating the heavenly rules. In order to protect her and spare her from harsher punishment by the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian had sealed her beneath Mount Hua.

Moreover, Mount Hua was originally the Third Holy Mother's temple, so it was practically no different from being confined at home.

Yang Jian truly could not understand why his sister had fallen for that selfish, cowardly, useless mortal Liu Yanchang.

Had she gone blind?

That was right. Yang Jian looked down on Liu Yanchang from the bottom of his heart. If not for his sister's desperate pleas, he would have killed him long ago.

Although Yang Jian occasionally visited his nephew, he never met Liu Yanchang. He worried that the moment he saw Liu Yanchang, rage would rise in his heart and he would kill him.

Yang Jian had initially felt rather conflicted and troubled about his nephew, Chen Xiang.

On one hand, Chen Xiang was his sister's biological child, so he naturally cared for him because of her.

On the other hand, because of that disgusting thing Liu Yanchang, he also hated him by association.

Thus, Yang Jian had truly both loved and hated this nephew at first.

However, after visiting more often, he found that his little nephew was clever and mischievous, quite lovable, and had inherited his sister's looks—fair, clean, and adorable.

Yang Jian gradually accepted him and grew increasingly fond of him.

Originally, he had intended to let the father and son live out their lives peacefully and ordinarily in the village.

Perhaps once both father and son had died, his sister would finally let go.

After all, mortals lived for barely more than a hundred years. To Yang Jian and Yang Chan, it was truly no more than the blink of an eye.