Ye Jun immediately came up with an idea. Wuji Mountain was unlike other places.
As the former residence of Yin-Yang Ancestor, it was full of valuable things.
To say nothing of anything else, Yin-Yang Ancestor had cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Surely he had amassed quite a collection.
If Ye Jun made this his own residence, it would be perfect.
With that thought, Ye Jun rushed straight into Wuji Mountain. The formations there might have stopped other people.
But stopping Ye Jun, who had reached the Quasi-Saint realm, was wishful thinking.
As soon as Ye Jun entered, his Divine Sense spread across the entire mountain and instantly locked onto a pavilion.
A formation brimming with Yin-Yang Two Energies protected the pavilion.
"This must be the Yin Yang Great Array," Ye Jun muttered.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jun flashed into existence before the formation.
Inside, black and white energies intertwined, while dragons formed from Yin-Yang Two Energies swirled in every direction. Anyone who carelessly stepped into this formation would likely be devoured by those energies at once.
Since the Yin Yang Great Array guarded it, this place had to be either a cave residence or a scripture pavilion. Judging by its appearance, it was probably Wuji Mountain's scripture pavilion.
Ever since Yin-Yang Ancestor's death, no one had come to visit Wuji Mountain.
The main reason was that ordinary people couldn't break through the mountain's protective formation.
Ye Jun formed a hand seal, and the Dao Rhyme around him became a gigantic hand that struck toward the Yin Yang Great Array.
The Yin Yang Great Array relied on the balance of Yin-Yang Two Energies to function properly.
Ye Jun used the baleful energy of the God-Slaying Spear to directly strengthen the array's Yin energy, throwing the balance of the Yin-Yang Two Energies into disarray.
The Yin Yang Great Array fell apart without a fight, and Ye Jun strode into the scripture pavilion.
Rows of bookshelves stood neatly arranged inside, their contents dazzling to the eye. Even Ye Jun couldn't help feeling astonished.
"Looks like Yin-Yang Ancestor really liked collecting this sort of thing," Ye Jun muttered.
Farther inside, he spotted a Go board. The entire Primordial World knew that Yin-Yang Ancestor liked playing Go.
There was nothing unusual about the board itself, but the two bowls of black and white Go stones beside it caught Ye Jun's interest.
Just imagine facing an opponent, waving your hand, and flinging a hundred and eight black and white stones at them. How thrilling would that be?
With that thought, Ye Jun swept his hand, and the Go stones on the board immediately went into his possession.
Besides the hundred and eight black and white stones, there was also an ancient-looking book on the board.
The four large characters "Yin Yang Dao Method" were written on its cover. Ye Jun couldn't help but feel moved.
It seemed Yin-Yang Ancestor had already guessed that things might end badly for him when he left.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have left behind the hundred and eight Go stones, let alone the Yin Yang Dao Method.
Just then, a commotion sounded outside, making Ye Jun frown.
"Men, this is the place. This is Yin-Yang Ancestor's former scripture pavilion. Clear it out for me."
Ye Jun raised an eyebrow. That voice sounded familiar!
He immediately flashed to the pavilion entrance, where he saw East King Duke approaching with a group of people.
"Daoist Donghua, long time no see!" Ye Jun said with a look of disdain.
East King Duke, who had just been issuing orders, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat at the sound of that voice.
No way. Was that scourge here?
He looked toward the scripture pavilion. Ye Jun stood there with his arms crossed, smiling at him.
"Daoist Ye... Ye Jun, what are you doing here?" East King Duke stammered.
"This is my residence. Where else would I be?" Ye Jun said scornfully.
Your residence?
What was going on?
East King Duke wanted to establish Purple Mansion, and he needed some spiritual treasures and cultivation techniques to lend it authority.
At his wits' end, East King Duke had gone to Zixiao Palace to seek the advice of Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
But Dao Ancestor Hongjun couldn't possibly hand over all the treasures in Zixiao Palace. Fortunately, Hongjun remembered that Wuji Mountain should be unclaimed territory.
So he had sent East King Duke here to bring Yin-Yang Ancestor's belongings back to Purple Mansion. That would solve the problem, wouldn't it?
And so East King Duke had brought his people here. He hadn't expected to run into the scourge Ye Jun.
"Your residence? What a joke! Dao Ancestor Hongjun pointed me to this place. Are you saying there are things in the Primordial World that even a Sage doesn't know about?" East King Duke said forcefully.
Ye Jun couldn't help regarding East King Duke with some new respect. By now, the whole Primordial World should have heard that he had broken through to the Quasi-Saint realm.
Yet East King Duke still dared to speak to him like this. He certainly had courage.
What Ye Jun didn't know was that after Ye Jun had beaten him up last time, East King Duke had returned to Zixiao Palace.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun was counting on East King Duke to work for him, so he couldn't simply stand by and do nothing. East King Duke had therefore cultivated in Zixiao Palace for several thousand years.
He had also been recovering from his injuries. Poor East King Duke still didn't know that Ye Jun had become a Quasi-Saint.
Otherwise, the moment he saw Ye Jun, he should have turned around and run.
"I told you, this is my residence. If you don't leave, don't blame me for taking action," Ye Jun said gravely.
"Take action? Ye Jun, don't forget that I'm the Head of Male Immortals, the Sage's representative in the Primordial World!" East King Duke declared.
Ye Jun shook his head and laughed. "Head of Male Immortals? What a load of nonsense. Looks like you've forgotten the lesson you learned last time."
East King Duke's expression darkened. The nerve of this man, bringing that up!
"Ye Jun, if you dare lay a hand on me again, the Sage won't let you get away with it!" East King Duke said slowly.
He held the Dragon Head Staff in front of his chest, ready to defend himself against Ye Jun.
"A Sage? Whether a Sage will intervene is beside the point. I only know that if you don't leave, you'll force me to act!" Ye Jun said, each word clear and deliberate.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black-and-red flash appeared in front of Ye Jun.
The God-Slaying Spear stood planted in the ground, baleful energy swirling around it. East King Duke couldn't help taking several steps back.
At the sight, Ye Jun sneered and stamped his left foot down. The Spiritual Energy throughout Wuji Mountain stirred in response, and the aura of a Quasi-Saint burst forth in full.
East King Duke's face turned the color of liver. His voice faltered. "Quasi-Saint? You broke through?"
Ye Jun's expression remained impassive. He gripped the God-Slaying Spear's cold shaft with one hand and stared at East King Duke.
"So what if you're a Quasi-Saint? Beneath a Sage, everyone is an ant! I refuse to believe—"
Before East King Duke could finish, Ye Jun sent him flying with a single swing of his spear, slamming him into a nearby hill.
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