Myriad Gods Ridge's Sect Master

Having figured out why the Kanglong Ding was activated, Yi Yun was somewhat puzzled. Why was he able to activate Kanglong Ding? He certainly wasn't a descendant of some ancient clan. Could it be... because of the Purple Crystal?

The Origin Purple Crystal has been within Yi Yun's heart for a hundred years.

For a century, every heartbeat of Yi Yun has been accompanied by the energy fluctuations of Purple Crystal. Countless heartbeats and countless times blood have flowed through Purple Crystal, and Yi Yun's bloodline has already acquired the aura of Purple Crystal.

Purple Crystal was originally one of the Twelve Dao Ancestors, while the Kanglong Ding was ultimately just an artifact related to the Dragon Emperor. From this perspective, the Kanglong Ding was naturally of a lower level than Purple Crystal, so it was understandable that it was activated by Purple Crystal.

These thoughts flashed through Yi Yun's mind when he suddenly saw the old snake looking at him with a smile. Its eyes looked somewhat like those of a weasel.

"Uh... why are you looking at me like that..." Yi Yun stroked his chin. This old man was a stingy old fox, and his gaze made Yi Yun suddenly realize something. "You're not thinking of having me retrieve the <Dragon Emperor Art>, are you?"

No wonder the old man told me this news. It's likely that the old snake had already been thinking about this ever since I started practicing, after witnessing me activate the Kanglong Ding.

Back then, it was the old snake who forcibly severed the connection between Yi Yun's blood and the Kanglong Ding, preventing Yi Yun's blood from causing too much of a stir. Now, although Yi Yun has become Personal Disciple, he hasn't actually received much attention within the Myriad Gods Ridge.

The old snake said, "Of course I hope you can produce the <Dragon Emperor Art>. You previously activated the Dragon Soul within the Kanglong Ding, which greatly intrigued me."

Yi Yun pondered for a moment. If he could really get his hands on the <Dragon Emperor Art>, it would indeed be a great opportunity.

But could the Purple Crystal alone trigger the Dragon Emperor Art? Yi Yun had absolutely no idea.

Moreover, the Kanglong Ding is still in Myriad Gods Ridge. Although the old snake said that the Kanglong Ding is not the private property of Myriad Gods Ridge at all, but only that it chose to stay here, Myriad Gods Ridge naturally does not think so.

If they really obtained the <Dragon Emperor Art>, the Myriad Gods Ridge would definitely take it. Don't even think they could show it to themselves; they'd be lucky if they didn't kill them to silence them.

This involves a complex struggle for interests, and relying solely on Yi Yun is certainly not enough; Lao She needs to back him up.

Yi Yun could still negotiate terms with the old snake.

Although the old snake was far stronger than him, Yi Yun trusted Huan Chenxue. Since the old snake was someone she recommended, he couldn't be a bad person. This was the premise for Yi Yun to negotiate with him.

Yi Yun said, "The Kanglong Ding is placed in the Myriad Gods Ridge, so it must be heavily protected. If I approach it and activate it, won't the patriarch of the Myriad Gods Ridge notice?"

The old snake chuckled and said, "It's certain that he'll be discovered, but whether he'll have time to react is another matter. I'll arrange everything. At the latest, within five days, I can let you try it out. All you'll need to do then is donate some blood."

"So fast!" Yi Yun was stunned. He had originally thought that they would have to plan carefully and take their time, but he didn't expect that the old snake would say that five days would be enough.

He nodded and agreed; he naturally wanted to seize this opportunity!

"Come on, let's continue drinking." Having finished discussing business, the old snake picked up the wine jar again. "Young man," he said, "Why don't you become my apprentice?"

The old snake licked its lips and said.

Yi Yun rolled his eyes at the old snake. "A master like you is better off not having. I can't afford to be your disciple."

Looking at how the Snake Woman is doing now, you can tell that being this old guy's apprentice is definitely not going to be profitable.

Everyone has their own way of life. Yi Yun guessed that this old guy had lived too long and was probably tired of his high-and-mighty life, which was why he was playing around with life like this.

However, although Old Snake may seem unorthodox, there is one thing that has never changed: his pursuit of martial arts.

This is also why the old snake wanted the <Dragon Emperor Art>!

Yi Yun and the old snake ate from noon until night, drinking two jars of Immortal's Draught and eating more than thirty signature dishes. Even with a 20% discount, it still cost Yi Yun four million spirit jades in one go, which directly made Yi Yun the highest-level customer of the Myriad Gods Tower.

As Yi Yun was leaving, the girls who had served him looked at Yi Yun with longing in their eyes. They all hoped that Yi Yun would come again next time. You should know that even in the Myriad Gods Tower, where distinguished guests are everywhere, it is rare for someone to be so generous. Just serving this table alone would have cost a considerable amount in service fees.

However, Yi Yun's impression of this meal was just so-so. Although he had eaten a lot of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, in terms of promoting his cultivation, it was still far inferior to the meal prepared by Lan Qin.

"Call--"

Suddenly, a flame ignited in front of Yi Yun.

This is a Sound Transmission Talisman, a token of Personal Disciple of Myriad Gods Ridge. It contains Telepathic Transmission Mark and can be used when transmitting sound.

Upon learning the contents of the Sound Transmission Talisman, Yi Yun felt a chill run down his spine.

The leader of the Myriad Gods Ridge has emerged from seclusion!

If Yi Yun were just an ordinary Personal Disciple, then the position of sect leader of Myriad Gods Ridge wouldn't have any special meaning for him. But... Yi Yun is the sect leader's disciple!

A few days ago, it was this sect leader, whom I had never met before, who directly accepted Yi Yun as his disciple because the Dragon Soul of the Kanglong Ding had manifested.

Although Yi Yun wasn't exactly afraid of this cheap master, he was still somewhat cautious!

Yi Yun sent a message and headed straight for Myriad Gods Ridge. A quarter of an hour later, he arrived at the sect leader's secluded training ground.

Standing outside was still that somewhat alluring-looking man— Cang Wu.

"Master is waiting for you inside," Cang Wu said, giving Yi Yun a meaningful look.

"Yes, Uncle-Master."

Yi Yun bowed.

"There's no need to call me Martial Uncle. Although we in Myriad Gods Ridge are ranked according to cultivation level, we are both Master's disciples. You can just call me Cang Wu Brother Cangwu."

The alluring man smiled and said, with a light tap of his finger, an array behind him opened, forming a long corridor leading to the palace behind him.

Looking at the long corridor that seemed to lead to an unknown destination, Yi Yun composed himself and walked in.

"This cheap master of mine, he wouldn't possibly be a traitor to me..., would he...?"

As Yi Yun walked, he suppressed the energy of the Purple Crystal with his mental power. He wasn't worried about the Purple Crystal being exposed, but since the Purple Crystal had been integrated with Yi Yun for so many years, Purple Crystal aura had subtly flowed into Yi Yun's bloodline.

Facing this unfamiliar leader of the Myriad Gods Ridge, Yi Yun decided to proceed with extreme caution. He channeled all his energy and Divine Soul power into the Purple Crystal, minimizing the Purple Crystal aura in his bloodline.

The corridor wasn't long, but Yi Yun walked very slowly. It took him a full half-incense stick's time to reach the palace gate and push it open to enter.

What came into view was a pale red hall.

The floor tiles underfoot were scorching and red-hot, as if they had been burned. Yi Yun knew that when these tiles were fired, the blood of demonic beasts was incorporated into them, giving them an inherent scorching heat. Generally, martial artists with weaker cultivation levels would feel their Divine Soul being roasted by the tiles when walking on them, making it unbearable.

However, if a person has a strong Divine Soul, walking here can temper their Divine Soul, and over time, this will bring various benefits.

Yi Yun stepped onto the paving stones and looked straight ahead. He saw an elderly man, frail and old, slumped on a bench, staring at him listlessly.

"You're here, please have a seat."

The old man spoke softly, his voice seemingly incredibly weak, and Yi Yun could even faintly sense a deathly aura within it.

Is this the leader of the Myriad Gods Ridge?

Yi Yun was surprised. Originally, even if the leader of Myriad Gods Ridge was an old man nearing the end of his life, Yi Yun would not have been surprised. But generally speaking, for martial artists, even when they reach the end of their lives, they are still very energetic because of the nourishment of their vital energy.

Unless one's death is truly imminent, they will exude an aura of death.

Could it be that the leader of the Myriad Gods Ridge Sect is about to die?

Yi Yun did not sit down, but instead bowed first. After all, he was nominally a disciple of the sect leader.

"Well, are you a little surprised to see me like this?" the old man said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Yi Yun remained silent; he was indeed surprised.

"You're quite sincere..." The old man smiled, straightened his posture slightly, and asked seemingly casually, "Last night... you didn't seem to be at Myriad Gods Ridge?"

The old man suddenly spoke, startling Yi Yun.

Before he left yesterday, he had already returned to his secluded cultivation room, which was protected by a barrier that could isolate his senses. Neither the Snake Woman nor Duanmu Qingwen knew that he had actually left through Long-distance Teleportation Array.

But the old man knew this, which immediately made Yi Yun feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"He's not here," Yi Yun replied truthfully.

"You must have gone to a very far place," the old man said quietly.

Yi Yun's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't answer. Logically speaking, even if the sect leader of Myriad Gods Ridge knew that he had left Myriad Gods Ridge, he shouldn't know how far he had gone or where he had gone, unless he had placed a tracking mark on him.

However, Yi Yun was confident that, because of the presence of the Purple Crystal, it would be difficult for him to be marked without his knowledge.

"Don't be nervous. After you left and were out of my perception range, I had Cang Wu contact you using a long-distance Sound Transmission Talisman. That Sound Transmission Talisman can travel millions of miles. If you received it, you should know its contents."

It turned out to be Sound Transmission Talisman. Yi Yun breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected that such a simple Sound Transmission Talisman would allow the old man to deduce the distance he had left from Myriad Gods Ridge. How could the old man possibly receive the content of the sound transmission?

"I didn't receive it!" Yi Yun couldn't hide it. He felt that the old man's originally lifeless eyes were like a deep pool, seemingly able to see through everything.

"Hmm..." The old man nodded. "It's good for you to go out for a walk. Staying in Chenyue Tower all the time is too boring. But you should always be careful. The depths of Jinghai are still very dangerous. A few days ago, your senior brothers Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen probably felt that the days of seclusion were too dull, so they applied to go out for training, but they met with misfortune. Their bodies have not been found, and they have simply vanished into thin air."

The old man spoke calmly, his tone revealing the kindness of an elder to his disciple, as if he were genuinely admonishing Yi Yun to be more careful.