The Ancestor of Metal, Roushou, Appears!

As the battle raged on, Zhu Yin gradually drew closer to the massive immortal island.

A hundred years later, this region had long since become a boundless sea of blood with a murderous aura piercing the sky. The final Zenith Heaven powerhouse of the Demon Race also abandoned his post to join the battlefield. Taking advantage of this, Zhu Yin sneaked into the island.

Covering a vast expanse of tens of millions of miles, this immortal island was a genuine superior blessed land. Although the immortal-demon war had destroyed all the structures on the island, countless spiritual energies and treasures still remained.

Now, only immortals at the Grand Unity level remained on the island, unable to see through Zhu Yin's movements. He roamed everywhere, visiting the spiritual herb gardens, the treasure storehouses, and the alchemy pavilions.

He did not take everything, picking only a portion. This method of partial plundering made it much easier to avoid suspicion; even if someone noticed that the resources were a bit light, they would only assume they had been transferred before the war or that someone on the inside had stolen them.

The Demon Race would suspect that the Immortal Court had transferred the treasures beforehand or that an internal faction was wreaking havoc.

Meanwhile, the Witch Clan would suspect the Demon Race of playing tricks themselves.

For safety's sake, Zhu Yin had refined the Heavenly Secrets Compass obtained from Ancestor Xuanxin a century ago. This treasure could disrupt the heavenly secrets and truly deceive eyes and ears.

Even if someone came to deduce the heavenly secrets, at most they would only trace it back to Ancestor Xuanxin. Once he returned to the West, he also intended to ask his master and martial uncle to help continue shielding his aura.

Even if big shots like Dijun and Taiyi had no time to bother with such petty matters, he still had to ensure nothing went wrong.

The resources on the immortal island were truly astonishing. Just making this single round left Zhu Yin reaping a massive profit.

Next, he quietly visited several other medium-sized immortal islands, thoroughly looting each one. After gathering numerous heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he quickly withdrew.

This wave of harvest had already far exceeded his expectations, and lingering here any longer would only invite trouble.

More importantly, his heart of Dao had finally settled down.

After leaving the immortal island, Zhu Yin did not immediately return to the West.

He first sent a message to the honest martial uncle on Mount Sumeru, asking him to secretly help conceal things.

As for his erratic master, he was most likely still making a ruckus in the Eastern Sea and wouldn't be returning anytime soon.

Having settled everything, he found a hidden cave and began sorting through the spoils of war from Ancestor Xuanxin.

Ancestor Xuanxin was truly cunning. Not only did he possess a few powerful spiritual treasures, but he also hid a secret space within his turtle shell that was vast in area and stored countless cultivation resources.

This was an escape route Ancestor Xuanxin had prepared long ago, having foreseen calamity in the Western Sea and planned his flight in advance.

As a result, before he could even escape, he ran right into Zhu Yin and was taken down in a single move, benefiting someone else for nothing.

Thinking back, Zhu Yin couldn't help laughing through his tears.

He had originally used the Heavenly Secrets Compass to obscure the heavenly secrets, fabricating the "illusion" that Ancestor Xuanxin had plundered from within while guarding, yet it had miraculously turned into reality by a twist of fate.

Well, this was fine. Even if Dijun truly wanted to deduce who had moved the resources, he could only trace it to Ancestor Xuanxin—who asked him to actually do it?

Finally, as Zhu Yin rummaged through the treasures, his gaze landed on a certain item. His expression shifted slightly, and he clearly discovered an extraordinary treasure...

While sorting through the treasures left behind by Ancestor Xuanxin, Zhu Yin unexpectedly discovered a divine avian egg.

This egg originally belonged to an extremely rare divine bird whose feathers were brilliantly dazzling, carrying a noble and elegant disposition alongside terrifying strength. Even when Ancestor Xuanxin was merely a Golden Immortal, this divine bird was already a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Back then, when Ancestor Xuanxin followed the Dragon Clan to participate in the war against the Phoenix Clan, he was often captivated by this divine bird. The moment it appeared, sunlight would bathe the surroundings in warm serenity like the rising sun, stirring reverence in people's hearts.

During the Three Clans War, after slaying a Dragon Clan powerhouse, this divine bird flew all the way east to Eastern Mountain, quietly waiting there for a millennia.

When the war ended and heaven and earth returned to order, the divine bird wailed in the light of the first morning sun and ultimately perished.

Before passing on, it left behind an egg—none other than this divine avian egg picked up by Ancestor Xuanxin.

At that time, Ancestor Xuanxin was severely wounded and on the verge of death, leaving him no choice but to hide the egg within his turtle shell to slowly nurture it.

Though the egg's vitality was preserved, their attributes clashed. The turtle shell belonged to water while the divine avian egg belonged to fire, and this conflict instead damaged its innate origin.

Later, Ancestor Xuanxin continuously searched for fire-attribute treasures to remedy this, but having missed the optimal incubation period, the egg was born with congenital flaws.

To successfully hatch this divine avian egg, two methods existed:

One was to nourish it with a vast amount of Three Lights Divine Water.

The other was to borrow a branch of the legendary Fusang Divine Tree to supplement its innate origin.

Yet of these two items, one was hard to come by and the other belonged to Taiyi, making neither obtainable for the time being.

Consequently, Ancestor Xuanxin could only continue nurturing it slowly while waiting for an opportunity.

Months later, Zhu Yin finished taking stock of the treasures and sent off Ancestor Xuanxin's final remnant soul.

The moment he stepped out of the cave, the clouds suddenly churned and the wind whipped up. A mighty divine power descended as a divine beast resembling a goat—Bai Ze—arrived treading auspicious clouds.

Having broken through to become a Quasi-Sage, Bai Ze had personally appeared to expel the Witch Clan from the Western Sea.

Immediately following, an even more terrifying aura descended from the sky as a golden, radiant, and terrifying presence arrived—the Ancestor of Metal, Roushou, appeared!

This entity possessed a human face and a tiger body with wings growing from his back, scales of gold covering his body, a fire dragon stepping beneath his feet, and golden snakes hanging from his ears. His coercion shook heaven and earth.

He, too, had come for the Western Sea to take control of this place.

On one side was a Quasi-Sage, and on the other was an Ancestor of Wu!

Cold sweat instantly beaded on Zhu Yin's forehead. He secretly rejoiced that he had left early and not let greed cloud his judgment, otherwise he likely would have exposed his identity and been targeted by these two titans.

He did not linger, turning to leave the Western Sea.

After crossing the barrier of heaven and earth, the spiritual energy plummeted, yet he felt exceptionally relaxed, as if swimming from the vast ocean back into a familiar little stream.

Upon returning to Mount Sumeru, Zhu Yin first went to pay his respects to Jieyin, then exchanged a few pleasantries with the two boy attendants before riding his light away to return to Spirit Platform Mountain.

Having been gone for thousands of years, Spirit Platform Mountain appeared even more lush and spiritually verdant, teeming with vitality among the mountain forests. Even another spiritual land in the vicinity had some living beings beginning to take root, mostly Mysterious Immortal cultivators.

That was the reward for repairing the ley lines; whoever successfully mended a ley line could choose a mountain peak to establish a Dao field, on a first-come, first-served basis.

However, the Blessed Goodness Spirit Land itself was not yet considered bustling. After all, repairing ley lines took far too much time, generally requiring five thousand years for a Mysterious Immortal.

Zhu Yin had anticipated this long ago and felt no hurry. He believed that through the accumulation of time, it would eventually flourish one day.

At present, the edges of the spirit land were somewhat livelier, as the living beings had spontaneously organized a small gathering held every century to exchange spiritual items.

Zhu Yin quietly mingled among them, altering his appearance to observe for a long time.

Although most items were ordinary spiritual goods, he saw hope and vitality within them, giving birth to some new ideas—though he was in no rush to put them into action just yet.

Returning to his Dao field, he rested well for a few years to recover his spirit.

Then, he strolled through the mountain forest to observe the changes in the spirit land.

Nourished by that superior innate spiritual root, the Enlightenment Tea Tree, the spiritual energy of Spirit Platform Mountain grew increasingly dense, resembling an immortal wonderland.

He sat in the pavilion, sipping spiritual tea and summoning the two boy attendants along with the white tiger Jin Tu.

"Congratulations to master on your return!"

The boy attendants beamed with joy, and the white tiger acted even more spoiled, rubbing frantically against Zhu Yin.