Yao Xi, Mysterious Yellow Cauldron

Northern Domain, 15th Mining Area of Yaoguang.

This is one of the most critical mining areas of the Yao Guang Sacred Land, typically garrisoned by a Supreme Elder to prevent incursions by Great Bandits.

A few days ago, a Pyramid from an unknown era was unearthed here. After being reported through the layers of command, it received significant attention from the upper echelons of the Sacred Land.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang is coming here in person to investigate the mysteries of the Pyramid.

"What kind of cultivation level did that old woman have? Even Supreme Elder Li Yuan couldn't stop her and just let her take the Pyramid away. Could she be a hidden King who has never stepped into the world?"

Weiwei's voice was as crisp as a brass bell; even while standing in a mining area filled with yellow sand, her snow-white dress remained spotless.

Just moments ago, an old woman had inexplicably broken into the mining area and snatched the extraordinary Pyramid. The Supreme Elder of Yaoguang had struck out, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of her garment.

"Little Martial Aunt-Grandmaster, if even you don't know, how could a lowly Saintess like me possibly know?"

Yao Xi, the Saintess of Yaoguang, remained unhurried, even finding the mood to joke. After all, she was only a Saintess; the blame would not fall on her head.

If the sky were to fall, the Supreme Elders would be there to hold it up.

"Senior Sister Yao Xi, please conduct yourself with dignity!"

Weiwei sighed helplessly, seeing the shadow of a certain bastard who had left without saying goodbye in the charming woman before her.

The relationship between her and Yao Xi was quite complex.

Yao Xi was the descendant of Yao Guang, the eldest disciple of her master Li Daoming; in that sense, calling her Little Martial Aunt-Grandmaster was perfectly appropriate.

However, the master Yao Xi served was a Supreme Elder of the same generation as Li Daoming, and given her status as the Saintess of the Yao Guang Sacred Land, it was more fitting for Weiwei to call her Senior Sister.

"Alright, no more jokes. Junior Sister Weiwei, although the Pyramid is lost, we still have to wait for the Holy Lord to arrive before we can travel to the Holy City."

Yao Xi, showing no self-awareness as a Saintess, had already begun considering which places in the Holy City she should drag Weiwei to visit.

In her view, there was little hope of recovering the Pyramid, so why waste energy worrying about it?

On the contrary, Weiwei was much more worth her effort to cultivate a closer relationship with.

Long before hearing of Fang Yang's exploits, Yao Xi had gone to the mountain peak of her grandmaster Li Daoming to get to know Weiwei.

Unfortunately, Fang Yang, the Candidate Holy Son, was away traveling and could not be met.

Coming to the mining area this time was a duty of her position as Saintess that she could not refuse, so she had invited Weiwei to travel with her to build their bond.

The two women did not wait long.

The next day, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang arrived in a hurry. No sooner had he torn through the void to step out of the domain gate than he was besieged by three Great Powers.

The Fourth Great Bandit, the Green Flood Dragon King.

The Seventh Great Bandit, Tu Tian.

The Demon Race Great Power, the Peacock King.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out!

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang withstood a strike from the three of them, decisively using the Primordial Sacred Light Art to manifest 108 divine rings, resembling 108 small worlds, and dragged the Peacock King to a nearby wasteland.

The Peacock King did not resist.

He was not a pedantic man and did not mind joining forces with the Green Flood Dragon King and Tu Tian to slay the Holy Lord of Yaoguang, giving the entire Eastern Wasteland a bit of a shock.

However, the Yaoguang mining area below was filled with Supreme Elders, requiring the Green Flood Dragon King and Tu Tian to work together to plunder and resist them.

He alone was enough to kill the Holy Lord of Yaoguang!

"Come, fight!"

The Peacock King appeared to be nothing more than a delicate youth, yet his bones radiated arrogance and dominance as he unleashed lethal secret techniques to clash head-on with the Holy Lord of Yaoguang.

The two fought further and further away until they were far from the Yaoguang mining area, avoiding any collateral damage to the Yaoguang disciples and the bandits' subordinates, only then unleashing their full strength.

The sun and moon lost their light, and the stars swayed!

Mountain after mountain was shattered, and massive craters appeared one after another...

The two were old rivals who had fought countless times in the past; now, they were evenly matched, and the situation was deadlocked.

"Brothers, kill!"

The Green Flood Dragon King and Tu Tian clashed with the Immortal Platform Realm elders guarding the mine, while the forces they brought laughed and charged downward.

This was a once-in-a-century opportunity.

In the past, there were never times when they could pillage and plunder so freely; they usually had to grab what they could and run, then spend their time hiding in misery.

Yao Xi and Weiwei wore grave expressions, but they had no intention of fleeing.

The old woman taking the Pyramid was a matter beyond their control, so they did not care about it.

Now that a great enemy was at the gates, both women exerted their full strength, pulling out various Dharma artifacts to resist the onslaught of the bandits' troops.

Yaoguang disciples and the bandits' subordinates were locked in a life-and-death struggle.

The miners within the area were fleeing in all directions.

"Why do bad things happen everywhere I go?"

Ye Fan felt as though his entire world was falling apart.

Ever since fleeing the Taixuan Sect, he had disguised himself as a mortal to join a mining crew, crossing from the Southern Region all the way to the Northern Domain.

For the past few days, he had been trying to find a way to escape the mining area.

He never expected to run into this disaster.

Danger accompanies opportunity. Now that such an event has occurred in the mining area, the Dao patterns that once sealed the perimeter must be shattered. I can take this chance to escape.

Despite his words, Ye Fan's heart was still pounding.

He was merely a minor cultivator in the Other Shore Realm.

On this battlefield, where Dao Palace Realm cultivators were as common as dogs and only those in the Four Extremities Realm could hold their own, a single slip could lead to him being caught in the crossfire and meeting his end.

Ye Fan dodged and weaved, moving outward in fear, and was only a few hundred meters away from escaping the battlefield when—

On the horizon, a youth arrived, stepping upon a cauldron.

He caught his eye.

"Fang Yang?"

Ye Fan was stunned; he never expected to run into his high school classmate at such a time and place.

Beyond Fang Yang himself, what drew his gaze even more was the massive, black-and-yellow cauldron beneath the youth's feet.

He could not be mistaken.

This was undoubtedly the Mother Qi of All Things, also known as Mysterious Yellow Qi; a single strand of it could crush a mountain ridge.

"What a coincidence?"

Fang Yang looked down at the battlefield. After assessing the situation, he did not retreat.

This time was different.

Both sides were truly fighting with genuine fury.

The Yao Guang Sacred Land had suffered heavy casualties and could barely hold the mining area; they were on the verge of defeat.

Fang Yang's thoughts raced as his right hand condensed a Sacred Light Great Palm Seal, descending from the sky.

A bandit failed to dodge in time and was slapped to death.

[Killed Dao Palace Realm cultivator, Fate +10]

"Defending the glory of the Sacred Land is my bounden duty!"

Fang Yang hesitated no longer and unleashed his full power!

The Mysterious Yellow Cauldron he had just refined shot out from beneath his feet.

Forged from forty-nine strands of Mysterious Yellow Qi and tempered by the Yin Yang Twin Flames, this cauldron—even though it had not yet become his personal weapon of enlightenment—was already comparable to a magical artifact meticulously crafted by an ordinary Four Extremities Realm cultivator.

What was even more terrifying was the inherent weight of the Mysterious Yellow Qi. When faced with the magical artifacts and divine techniques unleashed by the bandits, it remained completely unshaken, as if immune to all laws, crushing a large swath of cultivators to death.

"A precious cauldron forged from Mysterious Yellow Qi?"

"Who is this person?"

"Kill him and seize the treasure! Brothers, charge!"

Faced with such a lethal weapon, some were gripped by fear, while others were consumed by greed.

Countless cultivators rushed forward.

Various secret techniques surged toward Fang Yang like a tidal wave.

There was even a Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator who, abandoning all sense of honor, hid in the shadows and silently circled behind Fang Yang, preparing to strike him with a vicious, close-quarters blow.