Moving Mountains and Filling Seas, Relocation!

[Bonus chapter for fellow Daoist "Just Entering Twilight"! Thank you for your great recognition!]

The three-day period passed in the blink of an eye.

Within Hongtian City, a fierce wind whipped up ashes, leaving only ruins and desolation. The city, once bustling with activity, was now a scene of utter silence.

The autumn wind is bleak, and farewells are being made.

This time, I did not take any ordinary people with me on this long journey. There were too many people, and it would be difficult to carry them. It would be best to let them recuperate and live as a local Aristocratic Clan in Hongtian City.

Once things stabilize in the future, the descendants of the Sun Clan family will be able to participate in the Ascension Ceremony at White Cloud Temple.

Children with the aptitude for spiritual practice will be accepted into White Cloud Temple as disciples, and at the same time, they will return to the Sun Clan lineage, rejoin the Lineage, and continue the generational naming system.

The eighteen remaining cultivators of the Sun Clan had already packed their bags.

The group stood at the foot of the main peak.

Sun Mao had a white cloth wrapped around his left shoulder, his face still pale. He looked up at the mountain that bore witness to the blood and sweat of generations of the Sun Clan, his eyes filled with reluctance.

At the mountaintop, Shi Jian transformed into a five-zhang-tall Purple-Gold Lightning Bear, standing proudly beneath the sky.

Shi Jian looked down, his voice booming like muffled thunder.

"This mountain is my sacred ground; how can I leave it to those insignificant Rogue Cultivator? I'll take it with me."

Sun Mao was taken aback.

What does the ancestor mean by this?

The next moment, Shi Jian provided the answer with his actions!

He looked up to the sky and let out a deafening roar.

The Nine-Pattern Lightning Core within his body circulated wildly, unleashing its immense Demon Power without reservation. The Purple Firmament Divine Lightning transformed into thousands of thick lightning chains, plunging deep into the earth along the cracks in the mountain.

They forcibly severed its ley lines from the earth, then pulled it out little by little!

"Rise!"

Shi Jian suddenly exerted force with both arms, his muscles bulged, and his bones emitted a muffled cracking sound, creating a giant bear phantom that roared in the clouds!

The earth trembled violently.

The ground within a radius of a hundred miles was cracked open with deep, bottomless ravines.

From deep underground, a tearing sound that made your teeth ache came—the sound of Spirit Vein and earth energy being forcibly stripped away!

"Boom!"

Before the horrified eyes of the Sun Clan clan members and the demons, the Sun Clan's main peak, which was hundreds of feet high, was actually pulled out of the ground by Shi Jian!

Countless rocks and mud tumbled down, and the Spirit Vein beneath the earth emitted a dazzling spiritual light, which was firmly locked inside the mountain by chains of lightning, unable to dissipate even a fraction.

Moving mountains and filling seas!

This is the immense power of Golden Core demon!

Sun Mao's legs went weak, his eyes filled with intense excitement. He knew that Golden Core True Person were powerful, but witnessing a mountain being uprooted...

This visual impact made every hair on his body tremble!

"The Ancestor is truly mighty!"

The Lord Rat screeched, its eyes filled with fanaticism.

Shi Mo, Shi Pan, Lei Huan, and the other demons all roared to the sky!

Shi Jian held up the main peak, which was hundreds of feet high, and a purple-gold thundercloud, covering a radius of ten miles, rose from beneath his feet. The thundercloud lifted the mountain, as well as the Sun Clan clan and the spirit beasts that covered the mountains and plains.

"Walk!"

Thunderclouds pierced the sky and roared northward.

Along the way, the Rogue Cultivator and ordinary people of the nine counties of White Cloud Commandery all looked up in awe.

That was a thunderous mountain, suspended in the sky!

It blotted out the sky, creating a powerful sense of oppression.

Countless mortals knelt and kowtowed, believing it to be a deity descending to earth, while countless Rogue Cultivator cultivators stopped to pay their respects.

Even more remarkably, some wrote travelogues on the spot, hailing it as a marvel, ensuring its fame would last for centuries and be passed down for millennia, leaving future generations in awe!

Shi Jian lay coiled on the mountaintop, closing his eyes to rest.

He pulled up the mountain not to show off.

Hongtian City's second-tier mid-grade Spirit Vein was the foundation he built bit by bit over forty years, investing countless resources.

This is his hard work, and the foundation for his future fusion with higher-level Spirit Vein. To leave it here? Absolutely not!

As for what will happen to the cultivators who succeed Red Heaven City in the future...

This is none of his business. As long as Shi Jian is comfortable, that's all that matters. He's not Human Race cultivator, so he doesn't care about other people's lives or deaths.

The Cloud Sword Mountain Range is located in the central part of White Cloud Commandery.

After flying for most of the day, a vast and boundless sacred mountain landscape finally appeared before everyone's eyes; this was the core of White Cloud Temple.

The mountain that Shi Jian visited before, or the place where they met.

These are all the outermost gates of the Cloud Sword Mountain Range, with the White Cloud Market at the foot of the mountain, not the core of the White Cloud Temple.

The Cloud Sword Mountain Range stretches to the horizon.

Stretching for hundreds of miles, it contains over two hundred mountains...

This is truly a Blessed Land for immortals!

Looking out, the peaks are vying for beauty, and the valleys are rushing with water; the Spiritual Qi is so rich that it transforms into a tangible white mist, flowing slowly through the valleys.

Cranes soar and fly together through the sea of clouds, while monkeys climb and leap between cliffs.

The cascading waterfall, like an inverted Milky Way, stirs up countless water droplets, which refract into a dazzling array of seven colors under the sunlight.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, their branches and leaves lush and verdant, each leaf shimmering with a faint emerald glow. Rare Flowers and Exotic Herbs abound, exuding a refreshing and delightful fragrance...

The mountains rise and fall, resembling sleeping dragons.

Some peaks are steep as swords, piercing the Yunxiao; others are rounded like canopies, with purple qi clouds rising from the east; pavilions and towers are hidden among the mountains, with flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted rafters, showing the mystery of Daoism!

In the very center of this vast mountain range stands a towering, cloud-piercing peak, thousands of feet high.

Sword Cloud Peak.

The main peak of White Cloud Temple is also where Yun Du his years in seclusion for spiritual practice.

A mid-grade third-order Spirit Vein lay beneath it, its Spiritual Qi so dense that it even condensed into visible pools of spiritual liquid at the mountaintop.

The mountain-protecting formation transformed into a faint, clear light, enveloping the entire main peak and radiating a chilling pressure.

Besides Sword Cloud Peak, it is surrounded by eighteen second-tier Spirit Vein peaks and more than one hundred first-tier Spirit Vein mountain ranges.

This is the essence of White Cloud Temple.

Shi Jian lifted the main peak of Hongtian City and stopped it on the outer edge of the Cloud Sword Mountain Range.

"What a grand gesture!"

Looking down at the mountain range, Shi Jian pondered to himself, "No wonder White Cloud Temple has endured for seven or eight hundred years..."

It has even given birth to a low-grade Blessed Land, which shows how auspicious its location is!

No wonder Yan Qiu is so envious and targets White Cloud Temple at every turn. The so-called wealth, companionship, method, and land for cultivation can be solved by the Cloud Sword Mountain Range, which is truly remarkable.

"I'm determined to seize this lucrative opportunity at White Cloud Temple."

As Shi Jian was thinking this, a streak of pure white light flew out from Sword Cloud Peak.

True Person Yun Du his flying sword and stepped forward to meet him.

He looked up at the massive mountain peak supported by Shi Jian's head, his eyes twitching slightly involuntarily, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

This bear demon has really brought all its wealth!

"Fellow Daoist Shi, you truly possess remarkable spirit."

Suppressing his shock, True Person Yun Du cupped his hands and smiled, "This humble Daoist has been waiting for you for a long time. Your presence is an honor to my White Cloud Temple!"

Shi Jian suppressed his Yao Qi and steadily suspended the mountain peak in mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist Yun Du, you're too kind."

"Mr. Shi has a family to support, and he needs to find a place for these brats to stay."

Shi Jian pointed to the mountains below. "I wonder which part of the Cloud Sword Mountain Range belongs to me? I need to find a place to settle down first."

True Person Yun Du stroked his beard and smiled, for he had already prepared a plan in mind.

"Fellow Daoist is a guest elder of our sect, with a status equivalent to the deputy abbot."

"Apart from the main peak and a few forbidden areas, you are welcome to choose whatever you like in this Cloud Sword Mountain Range. As long as you are satisfied, nothing will be refused!"

Shi Jian's gaze swept across the entire map, then he raised his bear paw and pointed north.

"Thirty-six first-tier Spirit Vein mountain ranges in the north, plus six second-tier Spirit Vein peaks—I, Shi, want this land."

"Master, is that alright?"

True Person Yun Du frowned slightly.

The northern region occupies nearly 30% of the Cloud Sword Mountain Range.

Thirty-six first-tier Spirit Vein are manageable, but six second-tier Spirit Vein peaks represent a tremendous resource...

However, White Cloud Temple can afford this price to bind a Golden Core warrior; there are plenty of ways to earn it back in the future!

"Great! Okay!"

"As you say, fellow Daoist!"

True Person Yun Du nodded in agreement, saying, "That area will henceforth be your private Daoist practice ground. No disciple of the sect may set foot there without permission."

"Master, that was satisfying!"