Chapter 595 - 327: Treasure Mountain Secret Vault

On the Qingming Continent, the Ye Family’s power and influence far surpassed that of the current Xuannü Palace.

Of course, ten thousand years ago, Xuannü Palace was the number one power on the Qingming Continent, far stronger than the Ye Family of that era.

On the current Qingming Continent, the eight Male Cultivator factions held the upper hand, so these two families of Female Cultivators maintained a very close relationship, forming a strategic alliance to stick together for mutual support.

The Patriarch of this generation, Ye Xinglan, possessed profound Cultivation. It was rumored that a thousand years ago, she had already surpassed the Elder Sect Leader of Xuannü Palace, making her one of the few top-tier Great Powers on the entire Qingming Continent.

’Hm? The Cultivators who opened these Immortal Mansion Ruins... all seem to be women? But they don’t look like our sisters from Xuannü Palace. Could they be outside Cultivators?’

Ye Xinglan took a graceful step, her slender waist swaying. With her stunning features and dark, knitted brows, the dramatic curves of her waist and hips beneath her magnificent palace gown were incredibly striking.

With her Cultivation, it wasn’t difficult to sense some of the clues from when the Immortal Mansion Ruins opened, but that was all.

In the unseen world, some immeasurable great power was Shielding the trajectory of Celestial Secrets, preventing Ye Xinglan from divining any further information.

When she cautiously probed, the feedback she received was an aura of immense danger, as if it could completely devour her Divine Soul, making her afraid to try again rashly.

After weighing her options, this female Patriarch wisely gave up. The other party clearly had a rare Ancient Heavy Artifact in their possession, or perhaps an extraordinary fate, to have rendered her Celestial Secret Calculation useless.

"...Sister Patriarch, what do we do now?"

Beside Ye Xinglan, a woman in a pink silk dress asked the question. Her features were delicate and beautiful, as resplendent as a rich peony, and her enchanting eyes were utterly captivating.

She was Ye Binghua, the biological younger sister of the Patriarch, Ye Xinglan.

Ye Xinglan turned her beautiful head, her clear, lovely eyes gazing toward the edge of the sky as she spoke softly.

"Those old friends have already arrived. Now is not the time to start a conflict with them. Let’s go inside first."

Since they had already come all this way, the Cultivators of the Ye Family couldn’t just return empty-handed. They had to enter the Immortal Mansion Ruins and explore.

As for whether they would come to blows with their old rivals inside, that was a certainty—just not right now.

Ye Binghua nodded slightly, formed a few Spirit Techniques with her hands, and recalled the Embroidery Tower treasure. Then, tens of thousands of beautiful Female Cultivators surged into the Light Gate like a tide and vanished without a trace.

Several hours later, a large contingent of Chiying Demon Sect Cultivators swarmed in, reeking of killing intent. The Supreme Elders leading them observed in silence for a while before giving the order, and the crowd of Demon Cultivators entered without hesitation.

Over the next few days, teams from many major powers arrived one after another, including the Shaohao Immortal Sect, the Celestial Jade Divine Dynasty, the Yan Family, Li Huo Divine Palace, the Celestial Derivation Pavilion, and the Vast Sea Immortal Alliance.

By the tenth day, factions from the Qingyao Continent had also arrived, including the Da Xia Divine Dynasty, Shenluo Celestial Palace, the Taiqing Divine Dynasty, the Beichen Family, and the Buddhist Pure Land.

’Hmph! This time, I will seize the opportunity here. I absolutely will not let anyone else beat me to it!’

A stunningly beautiful woman, voluptuous and tall with a flawless complexion, appeared at the entrance to the Immortal Mansion Ruins. Her cloud-like hair was tied in a high bun, and her deep cyan palace dress was covered in intricate, exquisite nebula patterns, revealing perfectly shaped, long legs beneath its hem.

If Ling Changqing were here, he would have recognized her as Celestial Monarch Luo Qi, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time. Back in the Hongmeng Divine Hall, this woman had intended to make a move on him, only to be suppressed by Meng Feiyu.

She sized up the entrance for a moment, then stepped inside.

A moment later, another stunningly beautiful figure slowly appeared.

It was Ji Minghui. Clustered behind her was a large group of gorgeous and captivating Female Cultivators, all Elder Disciples from Nixiang Palace, the second-greatest orthodox sect of the Qingchen Continent.

’...How did this place open ahead of schedule? According to my original calculations, this Ancient Divine Land should have remained dormant for many more years before it had any chance of seeing the light of day again!’

After so many years, Ji Minghui was still dressed in snowy white, her skin as clear as ice and her bones as fine as jade, looking radiant and lovely. Her features were as exquisite as a painting, with lips as red as fire and snowy skin so delicate it seemed it would break at a touch.

"So... Fellow Daoist Ji, you’ve come as well?"

As a deep, resonant voice sounded, Ji Xuanchen, the Emperor of the Qingchen Divine Dynasty, appeared nearby. He too was accompanied by a large group of High Rank Cultivators, their spiritual light dazzling and their might intimidating.

Back then, deep within the Hongmeng Divine Hall, they had been captured and imprisoned by Celestial Monarch Luo Qi, spending many years as fellow prisoners before being freed by Ling Changqing.

Ji Minghui looked back and smiled. "After all that trouble you went through, you actually managed to take back your throne?"

A few years ago, a secret palace coup had taken place in the Qingchen Divine Dynasty. The Divine Emperor, who had been on the throne for many years, was driven out by his old man, Ji Xuanchen, and supreme power returned to the latter’s hands.

Ji Xuanchen nodded, a look of self-evidence on his face. "That little brat of mine was a disappointment. He couldn’t protect his inheritance, so he might as well go back to being a Vassal King. For now, the Qingchen Divine Dynasty can’t do without me!"

Ji Minghui tilted her head slightly and mused, "Let’s go in. I imagine a lot of old acquaintances have already caught wind of this. It won’t be long before it gets very lively inside."

Ji Xuanchen looked thoughtful. "I wonder if that legendary Child of Destiny might show up. If I could befriend him, it would be a greater opportunity than any treasure."

"Him? He most likely won’t be absent!"

Ji Minghui’s smile was radiant. ’If I can really meet Ling Changqing deep within these ruins this time, I won’t let him get away no matter what.’

Last time, deep within the Hongmeng Divine Hall, Ji Minghui had wanted to go with Ling Changqing, but he had never agreed, only because her Cultivation was too high.

After talking a bit more, the Cultivators from the two major powers entered one after another, disappearing deep into the passageway.

Before long, Cultivators from several other continents began to arrive in droves—super-sects of a similar scale, powerful Noble Families, infamous titans of the Demon Path, great Loose Cultivator powers... all manner of powerful and shady figures flocked to the scene.

...

「On the silent, vast plains.」

"...Where are we?"

Ling Changqing’s gaze swept over the surrounding plains. A gentle breeze blew, swaying the distant grass and trees, while a deep and distant night sky hung overhead.

Brilliant and magnificent stars, some bright and some dim, hung low in the Celestial Vault. They were of various colors, numbering in the tens of thousands, and emitted a pressure so condensed it felt tangible.

"Husband, take a look. What’s inside those stars?"

Beside him, the fragrant and charming Xue Qingtan spoke with a gentle, captivating smile as she held his arm.

"I see..."

Ling Changqing focused his senses and indeed discovered the truth.

Inside every star, one or several items of various forms were Sealed. The most numerous were Flying Swords of different shapes, along with various styles of Armor, Magical Robes, Flying Boats and Carriages, and the like.

Of course, there was no shortage of other objects either: pagodas, bells, zithers, brushes, mirrors, cauldrons... all sorts of things.

’These... they must all be Magical Artifacts and Magical Treasures. There might even be powerful Ancient Treasures inside? Or Spiritual Treasures?’

"These are all from the treasury of the Doumu Immortal Palace,"

Xue Qingtan said in a soft, gentle voice, "Outside Cultivators only need to connect their Divine Thought to these stars. If their luck is good enough, they can open them and obtain the treasures inside."

In her memory, this place had once been a field of slaughter. Countless Cultivators had fought fiercely and died grimly here, all to contend for certain rare Spiritual Treasures within the stars.

A very small number of Cultivators did indeed get what they wanted and snatched some good items. However, the few most valuable Spiritual Treasures had torn through the void and flown off to parts unknown; no one knew where they went.

Ling Changqing mused, "There should be quite a few High Grade Magical Treasures and Spiritual Treasures in here, right? If we can get them all, won’t our family’s strength leap up by at least a whole level?"

Xue Qingtan’s eyes sparkled as she said with a beaming smile, "Well, that will depend on your ability, Husband! I believe you can do it!"

With the strength of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, it was no easy task to obtain a suitable Magical Treasure. Refining one yourself was a long and arduous process, and if you stole one from someone else, its Cultivation Technique attributes might not be compatible.

The Ling Family now had more and more Nascent Soul Cultivators. Because the women had only recently advanced, they mostly lacked suitable Magical Treasures. And while there was no shortage of materials, Refining them personally took too much time, so this opportunity was perfectly timed.

In the future, especially, the family would have more and more Divinity Transformation Cultivators. Without suitable Magical Treasures, their combat power would be greatly diminished, and they would inevitably be at a disadvantage in external campaigns.

Ling Changqing nodded slightly. ’Since I’m here, I can’t leave these good things for others. I must take them all for myself.’

Following Xue Qingtan’s guidance, he fixed his gaze on a star emitting a faint, orchid-blue light. He cautiously extended his Divine Thought to make contact with it and began trying to break the Restriction inside the star.

Sealed within that star was the phantom image of an enormous Seal, which exuded an aura of unparalleled nobility, as if it looked down upon all living beings.

Instantly, Ling Changqing felt his Divine Soul Power pour out like a torrent, drawn into some mysterious, great power within the star.

Xue Qingtan looked up and observed for a short while before selecting a star that shone with a brilliant crimson light. Inside was a fiery red lotus flower the size of a bushel basket. She then extended her own Divine Thought toward it.