What Did He Bring to See the First Ancestor?

The bamboo pole without a fishing line that belonged to Daoist Qingyuan snapped in two.

A sharp "snap" rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet Daoist Temple.

The spring water that had just emerged from the well was boiling violently because of his out-of-control breathing, bubbling and gurgling as if it were about to explode at any moment.

"You... you said this pill is called the Tribulation Immortal Pill?"

Daoist Qingyuan suddenly turned around, and for the first time, a look of "loss of composure" appeared on his old face, which had been lazy for countless years.

He stared intently at the jade box in Daoist Wuzhen's hand, his withered body trembling slightly with excitement.

As a powerful cultivator at the Tribulation Immortal Seventh Stage, he understood the meaning behind the words "Tribulation Immortal" better than Daoist Wuzhen.

That was an insurmountable chasm standing before all the Heavenly Monarch, the final resting place of countless exceptionally talented individuals.

"Exactly." Daoist Wuzhen solemnly repeated Chen Changqing's explanation verbatim, "This elixir has two effects."

Firstly, it can help Cultivators at the Heavenly Monarch Realm achieve the Tribulation Immortal instantly, without needing to Tribulation Transcendence tribulation.

Daoist Qingyuan's breath hitched.

No need for Tribulation Transcendence!

These four words completely overturned his understanding of cultivation over the past ten thousand years.

He himself had risen through the Tribulation Transcendence of the Heavenly Monarch Realm, and knew all too well the perilous journey that involved facing death at every turn.

Countless geniuses of his generation perished under the Heavenly Tribulation.

This pill can actually bypass this most terrifying hurdle!

"And the second one?" Daoist Qingyuan pressed, his voice already carrying a barely perceptible hoarseness.

Daoist Wuzhen took a deep breath and spoke, word by word.

"If Tribulation Immortal takes this, they can directly advance to the next level."

Similarly, there is no need to Tribulation Transcendence.

Boom--!

An aura a hundred times more terrifying than when Daoist Wuzhen lost control erupted from Daoist Qingyuan's body.

This aura was vast and powerful, as if the entire sea of clouds behind Mount Shu had been pressed down three inches at this moment.

The Mountain Protection Array of the Seventh-Layer Heavenly Palace was activated instantly, and countless runes lit up on the walls and ground of the Daoist Temple, barely managing to withstand the aftershocks of this oppressive force.

Daoist Wuzhen mobilized all his Law Power to barely stand firm amidst his master's aura storm, his face filled with horror.

He had never seen his master so out of control.

"No need for Tribulation Transcendence... no need for Tribulation Transcendence..."

Daoist Qingyuan muttered to himself, and an unprecedented glint of light burst forth from his cloudy old eyes.

He has been trapped at the Tribulation Immortal Seventh Stage for over a thousand years.

The pressure of the Eighth Heavenly Tribulation was like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, making him dare not make the slightest move.

He wasn't sure.

It could even be said that there is a 90% chance he will die in the next Heavenly Tribulation.

This is why he sits here in meditation for many years, using "fishing" to calm his State of Mind, suppress his cultivation, and delay the arrival of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Now, a single pill has given him a chance to cross this insurmountable barrier.

It's not a matter of nine deaths and one chance, but of absolute certainty.

"Okay... okay... okay!"

Suddenly, Daoist Qingyuan threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter filled with excitement and ecstasy that had been suppressed for a thousand years.

He carefully took the jade box from Daoist Wuzhen's hands, as if he were holding the future of the entire Mount Shu.

He leaned close to the jade box, took a deep breath of the rich fragrance of the elixir, and felt his Primordial Spirit, which had been stagnant for thousands of years, rejoice.

"Chen Changqing..." Daoist Qingyuan murmured the name, his smile widening. "This lad is truly a once-in-a-millennium lucky star for our Mount Shu!"

"Not only is his talent unparalleled throughout history, but his character is also rare."

Such a miraculous object was offered up without hesitation.

Chen Yuan has taken on a good disciple, and you've taken on a good grand-disciple!

Upon hearing this, Daoist Wuzhen's face also revealed a sense of pride and honor.

"Master, I have an idea." Daoist Wuzhen pondered for a moment and then spoke solemnly, "This elixir has miraculous effects. If you were to take it, Mount Shu would gain another warrior at the Tribulation Immortal Eighth Stage."

But I believe there might be an even better use for it.

Upon hearing this, Daoist Qingyuan calmed down from his ecstatic state.

He raised his head and looked at his disciple.

"Explain."

"The First Ancestor's lifespan is nearing its end."

The Daoist Wuzhen slowly uttered six words.

Daoist Qingyuan's pupils contracted sharply, and the hand holding the jade box tightened again.

The First Ancestor!

The leader of the Nine Elders of Mount Shu, and currently the strongest Pillar of Stability in Mount Shu.

An old monster who has survived eight Heavenly Tribulations and remained at the Tribulation Immortal Eighth Stage Peak for countless years.

But he was also the one among the Nine Elders of Mount Shu who was closest to running out of energy.

If the First Ancestor could break through to the Ninth Layer Tribulation Immortal with this pill...

That would be a world-shaking change for the entire Mount Shu region, and even the entire Nine Provinces!

You're right.

Daoist Qingyuan acted decisively, resealing the jade box, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

"This matter should be decided by him."

He grabbed Daoist Wuzhen's shoulder without giving him a chance to explain.

"Come with me!"

Daoist Qingyuan, holding Daoist Wuzhen, took a step forward.

The two vanished instantly from the Daoist Temple in the Seventh-Layer Heavenly Palace, transforming into a streak of light that was almost impossible to detect, and flew towards the deepest and highest point of the Nine-Layer Heavenly Palace.

That undisguised urgency and grim determination, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirred up towering waves throughout the entire Nine-Layer Heavenly Palace.

Inside the Fifth-Layer Heavenly Palace, a palace shrouded in cinnabar mist.

An old man with red hair who was refining pills suddenly opened his eyes. The Pill Furnace in front of him shook violently, and a batch of pills that were about to be completed instantly turned into ashes.

"Damn it! What is that old bastard Qingyuan up to?"

The old man, disregarding the loss of the pills, flashed outside the hall and gazed at the departing streak of light, his face filled with astonishment and doubt.

"That direction... is the First Heavenly Palace! What is he going there for?"

The Fourth-Layer Heavenly Palace, atop a mountain where Sword Qi soars into the sky.

An old man in black, sitting cross-legged atop Ten-Thousand-Blade Lone Peak, fused with an Ancient Sword, slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed for three hundred years.

The mountain beneath him hummed with the aura of his awakening, and countless sword marks appeared on the rock face on their own.

"Such a strong determination... Senior Brother Qingyuan, what happened?"

He looked in the direction of the First Heavenly Palace, his brows furrowed.

"They even brought that brat Wu Zhen along. Could it be that the Demon Sect has attacked the mountain?"

The Second-Layer Heavenly Palace, a pavilion shrouded in endless arrays.

An old Daoist priest with a white beard, who was deducing the secrets of heaven, suddenly found his tortoise-shell compass spinning wildly before finally cracking into several pieces with a "crack".

"Puff--"

The old Daoist priest coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

"The secrets of heaven... have been disrupted! A force powerful enough to change the future of Mount Shu has emerged!"

He stared in horror toward the direction of the First Heavenly Palace, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Senior Brother Qingyuan... what exactly did he bring to see the First Ancestor?"