I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"What did you talk about with the Fox Emperor alone?" In the blink of an eye, after leaving the Qingqiu Divine Kingdom on a cloud, Chang'e couldn't help but ask.

Qin Yao chuckled and was about to respond when he suddenly saw a wisp of black energy flash across the other person's face, and his body radiated a faint spiritual glow.

At the same time, Chang'e also discovered that the celestial energy within her body was automatically circulating, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and resonating with the laws of heaven and earth.

"The Heavenly Tribulation of an Immortal?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Qin Yao looked at the swirling clouds above the two of them, and with a thought, his sword domain instantly expanded, covering the entire Somersault Cloud and the two of them standing on it.

Chang'e nodded silently, but out of the corner of her eye she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black light rushing towards her, and her eyelids twitched: "It's the Wing Lord, he's here again!"

Qin Yao frowned slightly and turned to look at the black-clad god who was slowly approaching, holding a halberd: "I warn you, if you try to take advantage of someone's misfortune, we will fight to the death."

"Hahaha……"

The Wing Lord laughed wildly, black ghostly energy constantly swirling around him, and faint sounds like ghosts howling and wolves emanating from the ghostly energy: "I am the Supreme God Wing Lord, one of the few rulers in the world. How could I be afraid of the threat of an unknown person like you? I'll say it again: if you obediently kowtow to me and call me godfather, everything can be discussed."

Qin Yao looked up at the tribulation clouds, then gazed in the direction from which the Wing Lord had flown: "That should be the Great Purple Palace, right?"

Wing-lord's smile froze slightly: "What do you want to do?"

Qin Yao smiled slightly: "Go to the Great Purple Bright Palace!"

He knew very well that if Chang'e herself were to bear the tribulation lightning, its intensity would be at the peak of the Upper Immortal realm.

However, if outsiders help, the strength limit will be raised indefinitely.

This is why, in the original drama, Mo Yuan endured three bolts of heavenly lightning for Si Yin. Even though he was a god, he was still severely injured by the lightning, foreshadowing his eventual annihilation in the great battle.

That being said, if the intensity of the tribulation lightning were increased to the level of a supreme god, destroying the Winged Clan's Great Purple Palace shouldn't be too difficult, right?

Wing Lord was stunned, but the next moment, a circular portal appeared out of thin air between the two sides, and the person rode the golden clouds and rushed into it, flashing above the Great Purple Palace.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the tribulation clouds that followed them unleashed a devastating thunderbolt, shaking the entire Winged Clan territory. The intense light caused countless Winged Clan citizens to experience temporary blindness.

Qin Yao stared intently at the terrifying, thick, pillar-like purple lightning, silently calculating the positions of both sides.

The Winged Lord sensed something was wrong and immediately transformed into a streak of black light, wielding his halberd to fiercely slash at the Somersault Cloud.

In the nick of time, Qin Yao summoned the dimensional gate again, and teleported with Chang'e to a hill of the Winged Clan.

The Winged Lord's attack struck the descending tribulation lightning, causing it to explode instantly. The overflowing power directly destroyed more than ten temples. Apart from a man and a woman who managed to escape in time, all the Winged Clan members inside the temples were shattered.

"Damn bastard!"

Wing Lord was furious. He brandished his halberd and traversed the void, arriving in front of Qin Yao in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the second celestial tribulation lightning of Chang'e's parasite descended, striking heavily on the sword domain released by Qin Yao. It forcibly shattered countless sword energies, but also transformed into streaks of lightning that rushed in all directions.

In this situation, the rapidly charging Winged Lord naturally collided head-on. Although the lightning and sword energy could not seriously injure him, they still made his body numb and hindered his movements.

Most importantly, he also needs to use magic to gather the remaining lightning and neutralize it with ghostly energy; otherwise, the Great Purple Palace will have to be completely rebuilt.

"boom!"

Just after he had neutralized the scattered lightning, a deafening thunderclap resounded once again over the Winged Race. Many Winged Race members with low cultivation levels experienced temporary blindness followed by temporary deafness.

Having suffered two major losses in a row, the Winged Lord learned his lesson this time and took the initiative to retreat, casting a spell to activate the Winged Clan's barrier, determined not to help them resolve the heavenly lightning attack any longer.

"Coward." Qin Yao raised his hand and formed a seal, summoning another dimensional gate, waiting for the final tribulation lightning to fall.

In the void opposite, the Winged Lord glared at the two men with a furious expression: "Once this tribulation lightning strikes, I will make you pay a terrible price, even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth."

"boom!"

As these harsh words fell, the final bolt of tribulation lightning suddenly ripped through the sky, transforming into a colossal, terrifying thunder dragon. With unparalleled divine power and the madness born of provocation, it crashed down relentlessly.

Qin Yao watched the thunder dragon quietly. Just as the dragon's body shattered the Chaos Sword Domain, he pushed Chang'e into the space-time portal.

At that moment, the Thunder Dragon exploded above his head, shattering his avatar and the dimensional gate. A violent force, originating from this point, swept across all directions.

The Winged Lord's expression changed, and he activated the defensive formation with all his might. However, the formation was also broken by this earth-shattering power in the blink of an eye, and it only played a slight role in blocking the attack. The entire Great Purple Palace collapsed as a result, and countless people were buried under the ruins.

"Father, is that person dead?" After the dust settled, the eldest prince brought his younger sister to stand behind the Wing Lord and asked softly.

Yi Jun's lips twitched slightly: "I don't know."

In fact, the moment the man's body exploded, he confirmed that it was just an avatar.

But even if he confirms it, he certainly can't admit it.

After all, if the news spread that a mere avatar had destroyed the Great Purple Palace in front of the Wing Lord, he would inevitably become a laughing stock of the world.

“I just took a look, and the place that the portal leads to is clearly Kunlun Mountain!” The Winged Clan princess pursed her lips and said softly.

The Winged Lord gripped his halberd tightly: "I will settle this score with the Celestial Clan sooner or later!"

Kunlun Mountain.

Chang'e flew swiftly to Qin Yao's cave dwelling, went straight to the main room, and looked at the figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, asking, "Are you alright?"

Qin Yao slowly opened his eyes, watching the immortal energy around her continuously increase, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I just lost an avatar."

Seeing that he looked normal, Chang'e was relieved, but she still couldn't help but ask, "Are you really alright? Don't lie to me!"

Qin Yao paused slightly, then waved his hand and said, "It's just a backlash; I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Overall, I must thank Lord Yi for his great help; otherwise, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand three bolts of lightning at the peak of the High God level.

Chang'e walked straight up to him and took his hand in hers: "If I had known this would happen, I would have come by myself. I may not be able to withstand the tribulation lightning of a god, but I should be able to withstand the tribulation lightning of an immortal."

"You must also diligently cultivate yourself."

Qin Yao said gently, "I can help you withstand the tribulation of ascending to the rank of Immortal, but I dare not say that I can also help you withstand the tribulation of ascending to the rank of God."

Chang'e nodded heavily: "You should heal your wounds. I will stay here and cultivate in seclusion!"

half a month later.

Mo Yuan's eldest disciple, Die Feng, suddenly arrived on the wind and stopped in front of the cave: "Master, Lingbao Tianzun has come to visit."

Qin Yao slowly opened his eyes, stood up and said, "Seventeen, come with me to greet the Celestial Venerable Lingbao."

Chang'e looked curious and asked telepathically, "Is this Lingbao Tianzun equivalent to the Tongtian Jiaozhu of this world?"

Qin Yao responded in secret: "They are like two flowers that are quite similar in different worlds."

Chang'e seemed to be deep in thought.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yao, along with Chang'e and Diefeng, arrived at the mountain gate. Looking around, they saw a handsome Taoist priest with a round bun on his head, wearing a white-gray Taoist robe, and a beautiful beard on both his upper and lower lips, standing alone. His body seemed to be integrated with the world, and once the gaze was turned away, his aura could no longer be sensed.

"Lingbao Tianzun".

"God Mo Yuan".

Upon meeting, both exchanged greetings, their faces beaming with smiles. "This young man looks unfamiliar," Lingbao Tianzun remarked, gazing at Chang'e.

Qin Yao said gently, "He is my seventeenth disciple, named Si Yin."

"Siyin...a good name."

Lingbao Tianzun smiled, and with a flick of his hand, he summoned a round fan, which he handed to Chang'e: "Since we're meeting for the first time, I'll give you a small gift."

"No, no, this is too precious." Chang'e glanced at the fan and saw that it was clearly a high-quality divine artifact.

Lingbao Tianzun smiled and said, "Take it. Value varies from person to person. To me, this is just a small gift."

Chang'e was speechless, so she turned to look at Qin Yao. Only after seeing him nod did she put away her fan.

"It's been many years since we last met, and your cultivation has improved again, Your Majesty?" After silently withdrawing his gaze, Lingbao Tianzun praised with a smile.

Qin Yao raised his hand in invitation: "Kunlun Void is a sacred land of the Celestial Clan. Cultivating here in seclusion will naturally bring great benefits. By the way, Celestial Venerable, please come in."

“That’s true.” Lingbao Tianzun smiled and then followed the other party to a palace, where they took their seats as host and guest.

"Master, please have some tea. Celestial Venerable, please have some tea."

Amidst the laughter and conversation, Lingyu, the ninth disciple who had received a message from Diefeng, brought two cups of tea and placed them on the tables of Qin Yao and Lingbao Tianzun.

Lingbao Tianzun picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then stared at his face for a long time.

Ling Yu blinked and asked curiously, "May I ask, Heavenly Venerable, why are you looking at me like that?"

“Your destiny… has undergone a great change,” said Lingbao Tianzun.

Ling Yu's heart stirred slightly, and she asked tentatively, "I wonder if this change is good or bad?"

Lingbao Tianzun laughed and said, "It is good, very good."

Ling Yu: "..."

So, how bad was my original destiny?

Qin Yao slowly narrowed his eyes, secretly marveling at the old Taoist's profound attainments in the art of divination.

Like Mo Yuan, Ling Yu also faced a life-threatening ordeal.

Now that "Mo Yuan" will not die, and many of the events that should have happened to Ling Yu have not occurred, the tragedy will not happen again.

"To get back to the main point, what brings the Heavenly Venerable here?" Qin Yao suddenly asked after Ling Yu thanked the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao and stepped aside.

Lingbao Tianzun smiled slightly: "Two things. First, take away the phoenix that I imprisoned in Kunlun Xu. Second, invite the Supreme God to discuss the Dao in Shangqing Realm tomorrow."

"What time is it tomorrow?" Qin Yao asked.

To be honest, he also wanted to have a good exchange with the other party, or even to have a friendly competition.

After all, he had just entered the Quasi-Saint realm, and was like a sponge that had expanded many times over, and could hold much more water.

Lingbao Tianzun would be a very good person to communicate with...

"It's 1:15 AM, but you don't need to come on time. Just come whenever you have time," said Lingbao Tianzun.

“Okay, I’ll definitely be there tomorrow!” Qin Yao said without hesitation.

Lingbao Tianzun immediately stood up: "Then I'll go find that phoenix first... Please wait, Your Majesty."

In the blink of an eye, having witnessed him ride the wind away, Chang'e suddenly tugged at Qin Yao's robe: "I'm going too."

Qin Yao transmitted his voice, saying, "I can't forget you."

Chang'e smiled slightly, her heart filled with increasing happiness...

the next day.

The third quarter of the hour of Si (9:45 AM).

Qin Yao arrived at Shangqing Realm on time with Chang'e, and slowly flew down to the front of a celestial palace.

Inside the celestial palace, Lingbao Tianzun, who was preaching to the three princes and many immortals and gods, slowly rose and said with a smile, "You can comprehend it on your own first. I will go and fetch someone."

The immortals and gods were astonished.

Who is this divine being who could make the Celestial Venerable Lingbao stop his sermon and take the initiative to welcome him?

However, they soon learned the identity of the visitor, and upon seeing him, they all stood up and chanted the name of the god.

Looking at these reverent faces, Chang'e suddenly gained a clear understanding of Mo Yuan's status and position within the Celestial Tribe...

"Please sit down," Qin Yao said, waving his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The gods and immortals acknowledged the command and sat back down on their prayer mats.

Lingbao Tianzun immediately summoned a new futon beside his own and said with a smile, "Please sit down, Your Excellency..."

Immediately after Qin Yao and Chang'e took their seats, Lingbao Tianzun began by explaining the Great Dao through the lens of formations, progressing from simple to complex, until the surrounding audience gradually looked bewildered.

Many people don't realize when they become confused; they just feel themselves getting lost as they listen, and then they can't understand anything anymore.

However, for Qin Yao, a master of formations, keeping up with the pace of Lingbao Tianzun's sermon was not difficult. After much hesitation, he slowly recited the Immortal Slaughtering Formation...

Lingbao Tianzun gradually became excited, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with excitement. Then, without holding back, he directly revealed his most treasured secrets of array formation.

Since he mastered this true understanding, he has never encountered a formation that he could not solve. He could use it to test the formation Dao of God Mo Yuan.

This is the end.

Even though the two spoke frankly about the principles of array formations, the other listeners in the palace could only look at each other blankly.

I don't understand.

It's like an immortal telling a mortal, "If you do this and that, you'll be able to fly." The mortal simply can't understand what "this" or "that" means.

Gradually, countless characters appeared around Qin Yao and Lingbao Tianzun, opposing and confirming each other.

During this process, Lingbao Tianzun quickly mastered the Zhuxian Formation, while Qin Yao also completely mastered the true meaning of the formation.

"Wonderful, wonderful..."

After an unknown amount of time, Lingbao Tianzun suddenly burst into laughter, the sound of which instantly resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Realm from Shangqing Realm.

Central Heavenly Palace.

Deep inside the main hall.

The Heavenly Lord, who was discussing matters with the gods, slightly raised his head and looked outside the hall: "This is, Lingbao Tianzun?"

Beside the imperial throne, a silver-haired man in purple robes, with a refined and noble air, suddenly stood up and said with a smile, "It's not too late to join in the fun now, Your Majesty, farewell."

Before he could even finish speaking, and without waiting for the Heavenly Emperor's response, his figure vanished from the main hall... (End of Chapter)