Yuan’s Ascension

These two treasures are Legendary opportunities? Wu Yuan gently closed his eyes, sensing the two items in his soul chamber.

His Soul Force condensed, and a soul avatar manifested in the soul chamber, which was now hundreds of times more expansive than when it was first created. The massive vortexes of vital ether churned.

His entire soul chamber felt like a small world, or a lake. In this lake, a small verdant tree, brimming with life, had taken root beneath the surface. Its yellowing leaves had not yet fully recovered, but there was a significant improvement.

According to the white-robed woman, a Legendary opportunity can support a prodigy’s advancement to the Astral Lord level? Wu Yuan pondered silently.

He dared not underestimate the abilities of an Astral Lord.

Regardless of the attitude of the High Immortals at the banquet, who treated him as equals, and how the Earth Immortals and protectorates showed him deference, Wu Yuan's mind was clear.

Talent was talent, strength was strength.

Any Void Refiner or Elysian Field phase could squish him like a bug.

As for an Astral Lord? That was a being who ruled an immortal continent for hundreds of millions of years.

In other words, the one-in-a-hundred-million-year geniuses of the Redmoon Immortal Continent might never become Astral Lords.

This tiny sapling. Wu Yuan examined it carefully with his Soul Force.

He quickly noticed something unusual – it hadn't merged with the soul chamber. Rather its roots were anchored in the void, silently absorbing vast quantities of vital ether.

Fascinating. Does this sapling naturally have a high degree of control over space? Wu Yuan realized the sapling's uniqueness.

He thought of a legendary tree – Jianmu!

According to the legends, Jianmu grew in the endless river of space and time, with roots extending into different spacetimes and dimensions, connecting different macrocosms, spacetime planes, and so on.

Through Jianmu, one could swiftly traverse from one macrocosm to another. It was incredibly mystical.

This little sapling of mine shares some similarities with the legendary Jianmu. Wu Yuan sensed quietly. And it seems that it has chosen me as its master?

Despite his inability to control this sapling, Wu Yuan felt himself increasingly aligning with its essence as it absorbed his vital ether to grow.

My soul chamber feels somewhat sturdier. Wu Yuan noticed the changes in his soul chamber.

“Master! Master, I suspect this sapling is the Boundary Tree recorded in my inheritance memories.” Little Black, who was roaming in the ether lake of his soul chamber, suddenly spoke up.

It, too, possessed vast inheritance memories, some of which Wu Yuan had yet to learn of.

"Boundary Tree?" Wu Yuan was momentarily taken aback.

"Correct." Little Black nodded, "Master, according to my inheritance memories, the Boundary Tree is a branch of the Jianmu species."

"Throughout the endless ages, only a few Jianmu have ever existed in the river of space and time."

"Just like how there is only one Progenitor of my Teng Snake lineage."

"Jianmu possesses spirit, like a true sentient being. Among them, some have cultivated great powers, and their power was legendary in ancient times.”

“Over time, they separated some of their branches and roots and cultivated them, resulting in the emergence of the Universe Tree, Boundary Tree, World Wood, and many other subspecies." Little Black continued.

"The Jianmu lineage is famous among spirit flora."

Wu Yuan felt enlightened. This was all information he had no idea about until today.

As Little Black continued describing the characteristics of the Boundary Tree, Wu Yuan was ninety percent confident that the sapling before his eyes was indeed the Boundary Tree.

Time passed.

Wu Yuan's two true selves began to research the Boundary Tree in both the Dragon Star Immortal Voidrealm and Bloodforge Immortal Voidrealm.

Combined with Little Black’s intel, Wu Yuan truly understood the value of the Boundary Tree derived from Jianmu.

Forget ordinary immortal cultivators; beings like Archimmortals or Astral Lords traveled between numerous worlds and lived for eons. Yet, how many of them had seen a Jianmu?

The Jianmu is the Progenitor of spirit flora. Its status is as lofty as the Teng Snake Progenitor who followed Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu. Wu Yuan mused inwardly.

Containing a trace of the Jianmu's essence, the Boundary Tree could be considered an ultimate treasure. It would be challenging to find a single one in the whole Eternal Sun Immortal World.

After all, Wu Yuan was merely at the Spiritual Body phase. Not to mention the lack of other treasures, even if there were some powerful and terrifying treasures, their usage as the foundation for the Shambhala phase depended on whether his soul chamber could hold them.

A Boundary Tree sapling? A Legendary opportunity lives up to its reputation. Wu Yuan was overjoyed. This Boundary Tree will make the perfect Shambhala foundation and will greatly benefit me in countless years to come.

In the future, the chances of upgrading my soul chamber’s immortal root from second to first degree will greatly increase.

Transitioning from the Spiritual Body phase to the Shambhala phase was a major advancement.

The top priority of a Shambhala cultivator was for their soul chamber to evolve into a shambhala, where cryptic patterns would be inscribed in the shambhala's geography, and integrated into the foundation.

This is a qualitative change.

If those with weak immortal roots found a compatible treasure, they could upgrade their immortal root degree when they advanced to the Shambhala phase.

An Amethyst Cradle cultivator needed a sixth-degree immortal root at least in order to become a Void Refiner cultivator.

So, the step from the Spiritual Body phase to the Shambhala phase was especially important.

Upgrading an immortal root from the bottom three degrees is easy. From the middle three degrees, it gets more challenging. And the top three degrees?

Upgrading them was as tough as ascending to the heavens.

But with the Boundary Tree as the foundation, even if he didn’t manage to upgrade his eldritch root to the first degree, it was the best foundation Wu Yuan could have in preparation for the future.

I must nurture it well. In the future, with the help of the Boundary Tree, my Shambhala will be more stable and powerful. Once I cast Shambhala Reflection, forming the Shambhala Domain, it probably won't be much weaker than an Amethyst Cradle cultivator's domain. Wu Yuan expected.

Domains were a typical weakness of Body refiners. Only the Shambhala Domain could make up for it.

In the next few years, I must nurture this Boundary Tree well, so that it gradually adapts to my soul chamber. Wu Yuan's gaze fell on the triangular crystal prism.

There were countless intricate patterns on the surface of the crystal, similar to cryptic patterns, yet they contained minute ether fluctuations.

Wu Yuan studied it with his Soul Force.

Mysterious! Unfathomable! Even with Wu Yuan's powerful soul, he could not understand the surface patterns or delve into its internal profundities.

Deciphering it was equally impossible. It was impossible to claim ownership.

Infuse ether? This triangular crystal prism was incredibly beautiful, but it didn’t absorb any ether, simply drifting about quietly in the lake.

The two of them made numerous attempts to uncover its secrets.

"Boss, I don’t get it," Little Black honestly admitted after some time.

Wu Yuan dug through numerous virtual immortal slips from the Daoist Scripture Tower in the Dragon Star Immortal Voidrealm and Bloodforge Immortal Voidrealm, but couldn’t find anything.

If I can’t see through it at all, it must be an ultimate treasure. It likely isn’t any less precious than the Boundary Tree. Wu Yuan concluded.

Since he couldn’t identify or understand it, he would leave it there for now.

…

Days passed.

The ripples of the Bloodforge Battle gradually subsided, and the massive Bloodforge Devil Hall was set in motion once more, preparing for the next blood-drenched trial.

This was the very purpose of the Bloodforge Devil Hall's existence.

Astral Lord Yin He did not meet with Wu Yuan, and there were no summons from the devil hall headquarters.

Wu Yuan was glad for the respite, and both of his true selves fully immersed themselves in cultivation.

The Golden Core Bloodforge Battle, which lasted less than two years, was finally over. However, the Amethyst Cradle Bloodforge Battle was still ongoing.

Half a month after Wu Yuan's return.

Origin Blood World.

Today, the entire Teleportation Array One that stretched for thousands of li was entirely cleared. No one was permitted to enter or exit.

Over a hundred figures waited silently, each one emanating a powerful aura. Most notably, the eight figures leading the group possessed a hint of Dao resonance.

At the forefront of the group was none other than Astral Lord Yin He.

He waited patiently, his eyes closed.

“The Astral Lord himself is here, and eight of the twelve Archimmortals have come. Who are we here to welcome?”

"No idea."

"What about you, Wu Tian? Among us, you're the closest to the Astral Lord."

"How would I know?" The hundred or so figures standing in orderly lines were all High Immortals, communicating telepathically.

The majority of Archimmortals and High Immortals from the Redmoon Devil Hall were summoned to the small Origin Blood World today.

Even Astral Lord Yin He had personally arrived to lead the team.

Buzz~ Afar, Teleportation Array One suddenly emitted a blinding light, causing all the High Immortals present to tense up.

Astral Lord Yin He, whose eyes were still closed, furrowed his brows, while the eight Archimmortals behind him shared his nervousness.

Their guests had arrived!

Whoosh! Whoosh! With a flash, two figures appeared outside the teleportation array.

One of them was dressed in red robes, radiating a chilling aura of relentless killing intent.

The other, a burly figure, was clad in black battle armor. He emitted a fierce aura that pervaded the entire space.

Just standing there, the High Immortals felt breathless, and the eight Archimmortals sensed their hearts palpitating.

Such formidable auras.

At this moment, the entire Origin Blood World seemed to shudder, as if it might crumble at any moment.

“Greetings to Astral Monarch Pei He and Astral Monarch Hou Qu,” Astral Lord Yin He bowed respectfully.

“Greetings to Astral Monarch Pei He and Astral Monarch Hou Qu,” the other Archimmortals and High Immortals also bowed respectfully, their emotions whipped into tumultuous waves.

The High Immortals finally understood who they were waiting for: Astral Monarch Pei He!

Unlike the Silvermist Immortal Nation which had thirteen Astral Monarchs, the Silvermist Division of the Bloodforge Devil Hall had only two!

And one of them was Astral Monarch Pei He.

He also held another title – leader of the entire Silvermist division, ruler of more than a thousand second-tier divisions.

"It’s an Astral Monarch!"

"Among the thousands of immortal continents, it may take more than a hundred million years to produce a new Astral Monarch." These High Immortals were beyond thrilled.

Under normal circumstances, High Immortals of a division would nearly never have the opportunity to meet an Astral Monarch.

Their excitement tipped over.

However, the hundreds of High Immortals and eight Archimmortals were all slightly puzzled. Why were two great Astral Monarchs suddenly visiting the Origin Blood World?

"Brother Hou Qu, would you like me to summon him?" Astral Monarch Pei He asked with a smile, displaying exceptional politeness.

This scene shocked Astral Lord Yin He, the eight Archimmortals, and everyone else.

Astral Monarch Pei He, known for his ruthlessness, was a fearsome figure among the many Astral Monarchs in the macrocosm!

But at this moment, he was extremely courteous. This Astral Monarch Hou Qu had to be terrifyingly powerful.

"No need, I should go greet him personally." Astral Monarch Hou Qu chuckled. Having been dispatched here under orders, he naturally knew what to do.

"He is not too far."

Whoosh! Astral Monarch Hou Qu headed straight for District One, followed by Astral Monarch Pei He, with many immortals from the Redmoon Division hastily trailing behind.

By now, many immortals had begun to form their conjectures, but most were still in disbelief.

Two Astral Monarchs were going to receive a puny Spiritual Body cultivator?

They arrived swiftly in the airspace above Mansion One in District One.

"Come out, Wu Yuan, our young friend." Astral Monarch Hou Qu spoke, his voice booming but not overbearing, echoing throughout the mansion.

Not only were the multiple High Immortals and Archimmortals dumbstruck by this scene, even Astral Lord Yin He, who had anticipated this, felt a shiver of surprise.

Young friend? The great Astral Monarch referred to Wu Yuan as 'young friend'?

Whoosh! A streak of light shot out of the meditation chamber. It was none other than Wu Yuan, his face a mask of bewilderment as he stared at the figures standing in the air.

His stomach knotted.

Good heavens! What matter could possibly warrant the presence of so many High Immortals and Archimmortals? Even Astral Lord Yin He was merely following behind?

Wu Yuan's gaze swept over the two leading figures, his heart pounding in apprehension.

"Wu Yuan pays... " Wu Yuan was about to bow.

"Haha!" Astral Monarch Hou Qu laughed heartily. "Wu Yuan, our young friend, I am Astral Monarch Hou Qu from Cang Feng Eldritch World."

"I have come today under the orders of the Eldritch Sovereign to escort you to the Cang Feng Eldritch World."

Dead silence.

All the High Immortals and Archimmortals stood stunned. They naturally knew of the Cang Feng Eldritch World, a behemoth on par with the Eternal Sun Immortal World.

Eldritch Sovereign?

Cang Feng Eldritch World? Where is that? Wu Yuan was completely clueless. Under the orders of the Eldritch Sovereign? Who is that?

Whysee's Thoughts

Author's Note:

With that, the sixth volume, Summerpeak Wu Yuan, comes to a close.

Upon leaving the Summerpeak World, Wu Yuan was forced to join the Bloodforge Devil Hall. Ultimately, he seized the title of Golden Core Bloodforge King, solidifying his status as a peerless genius through a series of fortunate events.

The next volume is where he officially joins the eldritch lineage!

The war between the eldritches and the Immortal Court, the origins of the black pagoda, and the hidden clues of the Bloodforge Spacetime all converge, unveiling the grand story. The big picture of the Greenridge Macrocosm and the endless river of space and time is revealed.

I personally think this volume came out rather well, meeting my expectations.

In my imagination, the next volume will see the two true selves truly beginning to tread different paths, going their own way under separate top-tier factions.

Starting tomorrow is the seventh volume: First Degree Immortal Root!

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