Transcendent Spirit Wheel, Intercepting Mandala

The spirit energy light wheel, suffused with chaotic colors, slowly floated in the air.

It faintly emanated a peculiar fluctuation—one that clearly belonged exclusively to the Datura Flower!

Yet what truly set Futu Yun's heart surging was its size.

Ordinarily, a Spirit Wheel formed just after breaking through to the Spirit Wheel Stage was only as large as a pigeon's egg.

It would have been one thing if his were merely a little bigger.

The key was that his Spirit Wheel carried an indescribably divine aura, as though its size simply could not be measured.

When examined closely, it seemed as majestic and vast as a mountain, too enormous to gauge;

yet after the slightest lapse in focus, it appeared exquisitely small, as though it could be held in one palm.

It could be as large as a mountain or as tiny as a grain of sand.

All that could be said was that it truly deserved to be called a Spirit Wheel condensed through the Nine Divine Veins.

Even those throughout history who possessed the Nine Divine Veins likely had never received such treatment.

After all, they had neither an Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign-level furnace to use,

nor could they possibly absorb an Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign's Mandala Flower Remnant as supplementary material.

More importantly, they simply could not find a juvenile Datura Flower and absorb most of its energy.

"Greetings, my lord." The speaker was a young girl in a purple dress, her black hair falling to her shapely hips and fluttering lightly in the wind.

Her delicate face resembled porcelain and carried a faint sheen.

Only, her expression was cold and stern, while a pair of golden eyes gleamed with mysterious, profound light.

This girl was Mandala, the founder of the Greatlaw Domain.

Her true form was a Primordial Mandala Flower adopted by the Heavenly Emperor, lord of the Ancient Heavenly Palace.

After the Ancient Heavenly Palace was destroyed, she was attacked by Lu Huan. Only her avatar escaped, and she went on to establish the Greatlaw Domain.

To suppress her curse, she had remained hidden within the Greatlaw Golden Pool year-round.

Not long ago, Futu Yun had sent people to forcibly capture her and bring her back.

If he had failed to find an Immortal-grade Datura Flower Remnant, he would have made do with Mandala;

if he found one, then while Futu Yun absorbed the remnant's energy, she would bear most of the burden for him.

Mandala had also gained tremendous benefits from this:

she had previously always looked like a little girl, but now she had grown into a graceful young maiden;

judging from the powerful spirit energy fluctuations emanating from within her body, she had clearly broken through to the Heavenly Sovereign Realm.

The Datura Clan naturally had an extremely slow growth cycle. This breakthrough had not only advanced her into the Heavenly Sovereign Realm, but also freed her from her juvenile stage.

However, such benefits alone were not enough to make Mandala submit.

As the Heavenly Emperor's adopted daughter, she had always adhered to the principle that a loyal servant did not serve two masters.

Even when facing a Heavenly Sovereign, she would never bow her head.

But Futu Yun had offered a condition she could not refuse:

through their contract, he would find the true body she had left behind in the Ancient Heavenly Palace, thereby locating the heavenly palace and obtaining the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance.

A loyal servant did not serve two masters, but if Futu Yun could become the Heavenly Emperor's successor, then as his adopted daughter, she would naturally follow him.

That was precisely why she had signed a master-servant contract with Futu Yun;

when she broke through to the Heavenly Sovereign Realm, she had also nourished her new master in return, helping him stabilize his Spirit Wheel Stage cultivation.

"Didn't the Grand Elder always say that bloodline was important?" Qing Yanjing watched Futu Yun place his hand atop Mandala's head,

then turned to Futu Xuan beside her. "Now the young clan leader is entangled with a flower, yet you no longer care?"

Futu Xuan's face twitched at the mockery. Even with skin as thick as a city wall, his old face faintly reddened.

Within the Pagoda Ancient Clan, the leaders of the Xuan Branch and Mo Branch fought fiercely to become clan leader.

Yet this boy had been named young clan leader since childhood, which showed just how exceptional his talent was.

That was one of the five Primordial Dharma Bodies. How could gaining its recognition possibly be easy?

Futu Yun had gained the Endless Light Body's recognition from the moment he was born, so his potential was self-evident.

Given enough time, Futu Yun would very likely step into the realm of a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign.

And even to the Pagoda Ancient Clan, a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign was an existence of utmost importance.

Wasn't the Maha Ancient Clan able to sit firmly at the head of the Five Great Ancient Clans precisely because it had three Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereigns within its ranks?

If Futu Yun truly entered the Saint Grade, the Pagoda Ancient Clan would be able to contend with the Maha Ancient Clan.

What was more, he had now obtained the Nine Divine Veins and might even reach the Immortal Emperor's realm in the future.

Thus, no matter how old-fashioned and stubborn Futu Xuan was, he did not dare cling to his own views when it came to Futu Yun.

As long as it could greatly elevate the Pagoda Ancient Clan's prestige,

let alone a Datura Flower—even if Futu Yun fell for some mountain sprite or wild monster, Futu Xuan would accept it.

Still, Qing Yanjing did not go too far—after all, Mandala was at least a Primordial Mandala Flower.

As for her husband, who was only at the Divine Soul Stage, he might count as an expert in the Northern Spiritual Realm,

but in the Pagoda Ancient Clan, he was not even qualified to serve tea and pour water.

"Qing Yanjing, properly train this disciple." Futu Xuan looked around as he spoke, directly changing the subject.

"If he truly is not suited for the path of Spirit Formations, then there is no need to force it."

"As long as he cultivates diligently, our Pagoda Ancient Clan may not be unable to produce an Immortal Emperor in the future."

"I will." Qing Yanjing, who had just finished bathing, twisted her delicate body uncomfortably.

How else was she supposed to train him? She had already become his furnace!

She wondered how her son was doing now.

Northern Spiritual City in the Northern Spiritual Realm was a city that had arisen because of the Northern Spiritual Academy.

Like the Northern Spiritual Academy, the city maintained absolute neutrality within the Northern Spiritual Realm, and it was likewise controlled by the academy.

Precisely because disputes within the Northern Spiritual Realm did not spread here,

Northern Spiritual City's prosperity was enough to make it one of the finest cities in the Northern Spiritual Realm, aside from the main cities of a few great domains.

Since Northern Spiritual City had been born from the Northern Spiritual Academy, it had naturally become the domain of the academy's students.

Within this city, few dared provoke a student of the Northern Spiritual Academy.

Setting aside the academy's status, most students who could enter it to cultivate had some background.

Among them were even the heirs of various domains.

Offending these youths with considerable backing was certainly not a pleasant matter.

Mu Chen's father, Mu Feng, was no more than an ant in the eyes of the Pagoda Ancient Clan,

but within the Northern Spiritual Realm, he could still be considered a top-tier expert.

Mu Chen was the heir of Mu Territory and the only son of Mu Feng, lord of Mu Territory.

Gazes occasionally fell upon him from the surrounding crowd, and the eyes of several pretty young girls held curiosity and shyness.

Mu Chen was clearly a somewhat renowned figure within the Northern Spiritual Academy.

The fact that he had once obtained a place on the Spirit Road alone was enough to stir people's hearts.

After all, there had been only one such spot in the entire Northern Spiritual Realm.

Although Mu Chen had been beaten out of the Spirit Road by Futu Yun,

no matter what, how could someone who obtained a Spirit Road slot possibly be ordinary?

Moreover, in the original story, Mu Chen's early cultivation had not relied on the Nine Divine Veins.

So even after his Divine Vein was stripped away, it had not affected his early talent.

He had merely been eliminated from the Spirit Road ahead of time, leaving him with a little less hardship and tempering than in the original story.

Compared with his original counterpart, he was a little less ruthless and lacking a certain figure in his heart.

Yet now, Mu Chen had only just entered the Spirit Road when Futu Yun, who had sensed his whereabouts in advance, found him and beat him out.

Mu Chen's subsequent opportunities had all been seized by Futu Yun as well.

Whether it was the Immortal Catalog that recorded the cultivation method of the Great Solar Undying Body, or his encounter with Luo Li.