Daoying

Chapter 689: Xingshu Island News

According to legend, in an era when immortals had not yet become extinct, perhaps in the ancient era or perhaps in the immortal era, a fission occurred within the dragon clan.

There was a dragon named Xuan Yi who stole a large number of dragon treasures, injured the then clan leader Cang Ming, and split from the Dragon Land with a group of clan members to create the Dragon God Island.

Afterwards, a war broke out between the Dragon Clan and the Dragon God Island that lasted for hundreds of years. It was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth broke. The strength of both sides plummeted and they could no longer fight. So they stopped and entered a relatively peaceful period.

But for some reason, perhaps the dragon clan let go of the hatred, and there was no war between the two sides afterwards. In this way, they gradually became two completely unrelated forces.

Later, the human race entered the Dragon God Island and founded the Canglong Chamber of Commerce. This period of history was completely buried in the dust. Most of the dragon clan and the cultivators of the Canglong Chamber of Commerce did not know about this origin. Only sporadic records can be found in some ancient books of the two major forces.

Also, some strange secrets were recorded in these ancient books, saying that Xuan Yi was able to defeat Cang Ming, whose strength was equivalent to that of an immortal, and fight against the dragon clan because he obtained the power of the Taixu Ancient Forbidden.

These bizarre rumors gradually became unreliable as the immortals completely disappeared and the Taixu Ancient Taboo had an absolute status that could not be crossed in the hearts of all cultivators for millions of years, until no one cared to understand them anymore, and even now very few people know about them.

One of Long Xiu's hobbies is to read ancient books and explore the various secrets and strange things on the Yuanyang Sea in order to steal opportunities. The dragon clan is one of the oldest forces in this world, and they have left behind countless ancient books and secrets, which completely satisfy Long Xiu's hobbies and needs.

That's why he was able to unearth the holy land of the Mo Lin clan, clues to the boundless realm of the Silent Sea, information about the ancient ruins under the Sea Capital, as well as other opportunities, big and small.

In the process of exploring these mysteries, we continue to grow and make breakthroughs, and we never stop enjoying it.

"Then do you think Xuan Yi has really obtained the power of the Grand Void Ancient Forbidden Realm?"

After listening to the entire legend, Xie Huan asked thoughtfully.

The two had already left Qianji Island and were on their way to Longshen Island. They turned into a beam of light and flew to their next destination - the 57th transmission center of Yuanyang Sea - Xingshu Island.

With their current level of cultivation, they do not need any flying magic weapons, nor do they need to borrow the small teleportation arrays on the islands. They can fly directly to the large teleportation islands or teleportation hubs.

"Wait...you've never heard of this legend? You've been trying to trick me."

Long Xiu was talking about the secrets of the dragon clan when he suddenly paused after hearing this. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Xie Huan's back, asking suspiciously.

"Should I ask you now, or should you ask me? Why are you so troublesome?"

Xie Huan tilted his head slightly and glanced at Long Xiu with a somewhat nonchalant tone.

“…I think I got it.”

Long Xiu was choked by his words, curled his lips, but continued to reply.

"Oh why?"

Xie Huan finally turned around, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously.

"Because you are investigating this as well."

Long Xiu slyly laughed twice, flew forward, got closer to Xie Huan, and said smugly: "I have always been skeptical about this legend, and didn't take it seriously, until you mentioned investigating the Canglong Chamber of Commerce in the Ancestral Dragon Tomb. I guessed three-quarters that it was most likely about this matter. As expected, you, the son of the plane, have begun to investigate this matter, so Xuan Yi must give you some face. Even if you have never been to the Taixu Ancient Forbidden Zone, you must crawl out of the Time Ruins and go there."

Xie Huan was completely speechless. He rolled his eyes and was too lazy to ask any more questions.

But he knew that his luck was indeed good. He was able to live twice and return to the state of godhood. He could not say that such luck was unparalleled throughout history, but it was at least one in ten thousand.

But Xie Huan would never really think that he was the son of some plane. He was so stupid that he would not even know how he died. The two of them soon arrived at the outer sea area of ​​Xingshu Island. Xie Huan could see through thousands of miles at a glance and took in the situation of the entire island.

The entire island is like a huge star compass. A large number of array lights turn into ripples, rippling over the island like the Milky Way pouring down. A large number of monks turn into streams of light, going in and out, busy and orderly.

The two of them passed through the island protection formation in an instant and landed in front of the teleportation registration hall in the center of the island. There was a wide platform with a bustling crowd of people, forming several long queues. Spreading around the platform were vendors setting up stalls and physical shops of major chambers of commerce, all concentrated in this area with the largest flow of people.

With Xie Huan's slight perception, he could clearly hear all the commerce, sounds, movements, the status, words, and even expressions of every cultivator around him.

"Three thousand middle-grade spirit stones for one plant? You might as well go and rob it!"

A Jindan cultivator angrily threw the spiritual herb in his hand back to the stall.

The stall owner was an old monk with wrinkles all over his face. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. Now more than 70% of the routes are blocked, and the transportation cost of materials has increased exponentially. It took me three months to ship this batch of goods..."

A one-armed man weighed a flying sword in his hand and said, "How dare you ask for 200,000 middle-grade spirit stones for this piece of scrap metal?"

The stall owner was a masked female cultivator in black. She glared at me and said, "You think it's too expensive? I'm afraid you won't be able to buy it even for 500,000 next month! The prices of all refining materials have skyrocketed, changing every day. Many main materials have been out of stock..."

"Five million mid-grade spirit stones for one Nine Yuan Pill? You are trying to force the independent cultivators to death!" A haggard young cultivator clutched the jade bottle of pills tightly, his knuckles turning white.

The grey-robed old man behind the counter narrowed his eyes and slowly stroked his goatee: "My friend, these are the last three pills. All the alchemists have been divided up by the Merchant Alliance..."

The young monk's lips trembled, and he finally put down the jade bottle dejectedly, left sadly, and his figure disappeared at the end of the path.

Xie Huan and Long Xiu looked at each other. They both heard all the trade and conversation clearly, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes.

The internal strife of the Merchant Alliance and the war between the two clans have increasingly exerted a negative impact on the entire cultivation world.

When I was on Qianji Island, although I had sensed this tension and severity, I had not felt so clearly and directly the huge impact on ordinary cultivators. No wonder a large number of independent cultivators would go to the front line to serve as cannon fodder for some meager resources.

Long Xiu patted Xie Huan's shoulder, as if to comfort him.

In the torrent of this era, everyone is an ant that is in danger of losing their lives at any given moment. Even they are no exception, they are just bigger ants.

Xie Huan shook his head slightly and sighed.

There were more than a dozen lines in front of the registration hall, of varying lengths. Some passages had hundreds of people queuing up, with more people constantly queuing up, while others had only a dozen people, sparsely populated.

In front of the main hall, it is clearly written in front of each passage: "Qi Refining Monks' Passage", "Foundation Building Monks' Passage"... until "Spirit Transformation Monks' Passage".

More than 90 percent of the people are crowded in the Qi training and foundation building channels.

As for the passage for Nascent Soul cultivators, a few people would go in from time to time, and there was almost no need to queue. Whenever someone passed by, everyone would look at them with awe and envy.

As for the passage of the Divine Transformation cultivator, not a single figure was seen for half a day.

Xie Huan and Long Xiu walked directly towards the passage for Nascent Soul cultivators. There was a simple cultivation sensor in front of them. As long as they released the corresponding cultivation, they could pass through smoothly.

Amid the awe and envy of the crowd, the two walked through unhindered and entered the registration hall.

(End of this chapter)