Chapter 217: Separation, Vajra Tianmen Temple, Miao Yinzhai!
Around the city, cloud ships were constantly coming and going.
There were also many streaks of light flying by. Those were martial experts, at least at the Dao Creation Realm.
Among them, there were even those at the Divine Attainment and Life and Death Realms.
As for the Marquises, they were certainly rare to see.
Such level of martial artists, even in Central Province, were the pillars of various forces, and they wouldn’t show up easily.
“Second Senior Brother, Little Junior Brother, we part ways here,” Hua Ciyan walked over. “I need to take Linxue to the Pill Tower.”
“Alright,” Meng Changqing nodded.
Kong Linxue’s eyes revealed a trace of reluctance.
Compared to an unfamiliar place, she naturally wanted to stay by Meng Changqing’s side, close and intimate.
But to be of help to Meng Changqing, she had to go and focus on studying the art of alchemy!
She wasn’t skilled in combat, so she’d focus on refining pills!
She would become a Pill King!
Rather than being of no use, apart from… cough, bedroom matters!
“Remember to come and find me,” Kong Linxue bit her lip, her eyes soft and full of expectation.
“Of course,” Meng Changqing reached out and hugged her.
Kong Linxue’s cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes showed satisfaction.
Meng Changqing then looked at Hua Ciyan.
“Don’t worry, Senior Sister will definitely take care of your little lady,” Hua Ciyan teased.
This made Kong Linxue even more bashful.
With that, Hua Ciyan took Kong Linxue and soared into the sky, flying into the distance.
Meng Changqing retracted his gaze. Now it was time to focus on the main mission.
According to past records, the Wild Sea typically produced about ten divine treasures, with no exceptions.
Among them, the only third-grade divine treasure was the Wish Spirit Fruit, located in the heart of the Wild Sea. Updates are released by NoveI~Fire.net
It was also Meng Changqing’s main target!
The power of divine treasures lay in the mysterious force they contained.
This force could link and merge all of a person’s hidden potentials, making them inseparable, thus bringing forth a state of innate flawlessness and birthing even greater strength.
Without a divine treasure, these potentials would forever remain separate, repelling each other.
The higher the grade of the divine treasure, the greater the mysterious force, and thus the higher the success rate.
Moreover, the innate state at the Marquis Realm was divided into two types: half-innate and complete-innate.
The ability of half-innate to perceive the world’s rules was far weaker than that of complete-innate, which had a huge impact.
If the divine treasure’s grade was too low, it would be very difficult to achieve the complete-innate state.
So, many monstrous talents, even if they had to wait a long time, would rather not use ordinary divine treasures to break through.
“Wish Spirit Fruit,” Meng Changqing’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Naturally, he was determined to obtain it.
He also remembered the sect leader had said this fruit would greatly benefit the cultivation of the “Undying Truth Heavenly King Art.”
While he pondered, the cloud ship had already entered the Wild Sky City.
This ancient city was massive, almost like a small nation.
They traveled through it for half an hour before reaching their destination.
It was a series of continuous pavilions and palaces, belonging to the Wanxiang Pavilion!
Speaking of which, Yuan Cang’s death didn’t cause much of a stir.
The reason was simple — Yuan Cang had acted secretly, without any formal reports.
To the Wanxiang Pavilion, he had simply disappeared.
Those in the know had all died along with Yuan Cang that day, making it even harder to investigate.
So, after a while, the Wanxiang Pavilion gave up.
The sound of a bell rang out.
It meant that the Wanxiang Pavilion had noticed the arrival of the Southern Region’s team, and several figures flew out to greet them.
Their auras were all very powerful, with the weakest at the fifth or sixth stage of Life and Death Realm, and the leader was an exceedingly rare… Marquis!
This showed the Wanxiang Pavilion’s level of importance.
“Please, come this way,” this Marquis-level expert, who looked middle-aged and wore a grey robe, had an expressionless face.
Even though most of his aura was restrained, it still affected the space around him.
“Alright,” naturally, the one to step forward was not the Grand Elder, who was merely at the first stage of Life and Death Realm.
It was someone from the Nine-Colored Glazed Pavilion, also a Marquis-level expert, though just a beginner.
Some monstrous talents or sect elders, knowing that top-tier divine treasures were beyond their reach, would settle for ordinary divine treasures to break through.
But their potential would be limited.
Even ordinary divine treasures were not something everyone could obtain — they required competition!
On this trip, the Southern Region was accompanied by two Marquises, not counting the hidden Senior Sister Hua and the Grand Elder, whose true power was unknown.
Whether or not there were other hidden experts, no one knew.
Those who came here were the future pillars of their respective forces, and naturally, strong guardians were sent to protect them.
Otherwise, if they were ambushed by demon forces, the loss would be immense.
Under the guidance of the Wanxiang Pavilion’s personnel, the cloud ship officially entered and landed on a vast square.
As Meng Changqing disembarked from the cloud ship, the bell of the Wanxiang Pavilion rang again.
It meant another team had arrived.
From afar, a strange melody could be heard.
“Brahma sound,” the Grand Elder spoke.
“Brahma sound?” Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow.
That meant people from the Western Desert.
The Western Desert, also known as the Western Region or the Land of Suffering, was a place of faith.
It was said that long ago, when the continent was still ravaged by war, a supreme being witnessed the suffering of all living beings and, out of compassion, created the Buddhist sect to save the world.
Because of its ideology, many people supported it, and it gradually became a religion and belief system.
Faith was a strange and formidable force, with a terrifying spread.
To prevent the limitless expansion of Buddhism, the Four Great Holy Lands had joined forces to confine it to the Western Desert, forbidding it from crossing boundaries.
The appearance of the Brahma sound made everyone subconsciously stop and look in the direction of the sound.
They saw a golden cloud ship slowly approaching, enveloped in a sacred and radiant aura.
“Hmm?” Meng Changqing frowned slightly.
For a brief moment, he felt a strange sense of closeness.
But that thought was immediately crushed by his will.
“Buddhist techniques lean toward the mind, skilled in mental interference,” the Grand Elder reminded from the side. “Be careful.”
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyu and the others also became alert, quickly dispelling the strange feelings in their hearts.
From the golden cloud ship, more than twenty people disembarked, about the same number as those from the Southern Region.
Leading them were two Marquises — one male and one female.
The man was dressed in a monk’s robe, with a serene face but an underlying aura of Vajra-like authority.
The woman was the complete opposite, dressed simply, hands clasped in prayer, with a cold expression.
“Vajra Tianmen Temple, Miao Yinzhai,”
These two names surfaced in Meng Changqing’s mind.
According to the jade slips given by the Grand Elder, these two forces were among the top sects in the Western Region, with countless powerful experts.