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Chapter 644 The Treasure Vault Fades: Should Miss Be Saved or Not?
The East Sea, outside the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

Four months have passed.

The Moon Venerable of the Supreme Dharma Sect used the dreamlike "Immortal's Tears" as a guide to open a crack in the treasure vault's entrance.

The three Dragon Kings immediately manifested their divine forms and used their supreme power to forcefully hold back the gradually widening crack.

Disciples from various sects were successively brought out from the rift, all of them weak and exhausted, clearly having gone through many hardships in the treasure vault.

When the figure of Ao Qing, the Dragon King of the West Sea, finally stepped out of the rift, thousands of sea creatures cheered in unison on the rippling blue sea, their voices like thunder.

"Second sister, are you alright?"

"Second sister!"

The two Dragon Kings of the East Sea and the North Sea quickly stepped forward, their voices filled with concern. They were siblings from the same mother, bound by blood, and shared a deep bond.

Although Ao Qing's face was pale, he still forced a smile: "It's alright."

The Dragon King of the East Sea, Ao Guang, narrowed his gaze, which fell upon a barefoot boy in black robes standing before Ao Qing. His expression froze, and he said nervously:
"Distant...ancestor?"

Ao Ming nodded slightly, his gaze already passing over the crowd and landing on the boundless sea and sky.

Feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar atmosphere of the wind and waves outside, he took a deep breath.

"Finally... out."

The other three Dragon Kings were overjoyed. Rescuing the Dragon Ancestor from the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury was a wish fulfilled.

They could distinguish between the loss of four princes and the return of a distant ancestor.

Moreover, the Crown Prince of the East Sea is also unharmed.

It was a resounding victory!

The Dragon King of the North Sea suddenly turned sinister: "How about... leaving all these humans alive?"

His dragon eyes flashed with a cold light: "With our distant ancestor here and within my seas, we can gather a million men and reactivate the Four Seas Forbidden Heaven Array. My brothers have all brought Dragon Palace treasures with them. Why not take this opportunity... to eliminate future troubles forever?"

Ao Qing shook his head, "The fate of the human race has not changed. Even if we start another massacre, I'm afraid it will be difficult to shake the foundation."

"If that's the case, the Demon Lord of All Living Beings will soon cross the Southern Frontier and occupy Yuzhou in the Central Plains."

"The Celestial Beings of the Destiny Star Sect are still within the territory of the East Sea. We must be on guard."

"Moreover, there may be hidden Grandmasters among the human race. If we push too hard, it may unite the currently divided human race against a common enemy and reunite them."

Ao Qing's tone grew increasingly somber: "Now that the Nine Yang Immortal is dead, the righteous path is weakening. The tripartite balance of power is about to break. It's better to wait and see. Once the balance is broken, someone will naturally... be unable to hold back."

All three Dragon Kings, who regarded Ao Qing as their strategist, nodded in agreement.

Ao Ming had no objection, but his gaze was fixed on the gradually dissipating golden eye of the storm in the distance.

The once-treasured treasury of the Heavenly Emperor is now reduced to a mere remnant.

He said silently, "The ancient era has passed..."

This presents a stark contrast.

The faces of the righteous people present were extremely grim.

The news of the fall of Master Jiuyang had already spread throughout all the sects.

The passing of a supreme grandmaster turned the righteous path, which was originally the strongest among the three paths, into the weakest in the blink of an eye.

Within the Dao Ling Sect, there was a chorus of grief. Everyone understood that the Nine Yang True Man was their greatest asset in maintaining their position as the number one sect of the righteous path.

Although no grandmasters of the demonic sects or heretical sects perished, they still suffered heavy losses.

Among the heretical sects, the Star Child "Superior Man" of the Fate Star Sect was forever left in the treasure vault.

The disciples of the Refining Valley were all wiped out; not a single one survived.

The sect leader of the Divine Mechanism Sect, the "Scorpion" who had already survived the Twenty-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, also perished and his cultivation vanished.

On the demonic side, all the disciples of the Blissful Demonic Sect who went there were killed.

Almost every school and sect suffered heavy losses, but a peculiar phenomenon caught everyone's attention.

Fangcun Mountain, which was ranked last among the nine righteous sects, actually walked out of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury almost unscathed.

Even more remarkable is that there is a person in Fangcun Mountain who is now famous in three different fields.

Duanmu Xi greeted his disciples with a smile, but they all looked gloomy.

Her gaze swept across the crowd, and she noticed one person was missing, which made her heart skip a beat.

She frowned, about to ask a question, when the discussions among the sect leaders and elders of various sects began to rise, all concerning that name—

Fangcun Mountain, Zhou Jing!

Duanmu Xi looked up and saw that everyone was pointing at and discussing Zhou Jing.

What exactly did Zhou Jing do in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury?
the other side.

Yue Yunqing walked lightly to the side of Yue Zun, the sect leader of the Supreme Dharma Sect.

"Yun Qing greets Master."

This woman, hailed as the first fairy of the heretical sects four hundred years ago, had a faint but genuine smile on her stunning face.

The Moon Lord's voice was gentle as water: "It's good that you're back. You had a destined tribulation at the age of twenty, but now that you've overcome it, the road ahead will be smooth."

Seeing that her most beloved disciple and blood relative showed no joy, but rather a faint trace of sorrow, she couldn't help but softly ask with a smile:
"Yun Qing, with such an expression, could it be that you suffered some injustice in the treasure vault? Tell me, and I will stand up for you."

The Moon Lord's words were well-founded.

Without the "Immortal's Tears" from the Supreme Dharma Sect opening the passage, none of the three cultivators or the dragon clan could have stepped into the treasure vault.

The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas all showed her some respect.

Yue Yunqing gently shook her head, and the image of a young man in green robes involuntarily appeared in her mind.

"Master, Yueqing only realized today that there really are celestial beings beyond the heavens."

The Moon Lord's eyes flickered, and he smiled, "The one Yun Qing is referring to, could it be a man?"

Yue Yunqing lowered her eyes sadly and smiled bitterly: "It's just a pity... that the world is jealous of talented people."

As if enlightened, the Moon Venerable looked up and saw cultivators from various sects discussing among themselves, all focusing on the same name.

On the deck of the treasure ship of the Longquan Sword Sect.

Sect Master Qiu Han stood with his hands behind his back. This young and handsome cultivator, renowned for his swordsmanship, was quietly listening to Jian Zi Yao Xia report on his observations in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury.

Upon hearing the name Zhou Jing, Qiu Han raised an eyebrow slightly: "Zhou Jing?"

"One person suppressed three prodigies and fought the Heavenly Emperor alone... Is this true?"

Even now, Yao Xia of the Longquan Sword Sect still speaks of it with a hint of surprise and disbelief: "His supernatural abilities are indeed the best among his peers."

"If he can walk out of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury alive, the top spot on the Heavenly Dao Pavilion's list of people... will undoubtedly belong to him."

The top spot on the Human Ranking is a ranking of the combat strength of cultivators below the Golden Core stage in this world.

The Dragon and Tiger Ranking, which Xu Wuji and others were listed on, considered not only their cultivation level but also their potential and talent.

Qiu Han nodded slightly: "It is indeed a pity... However, now that this boy has obtained the Heavenly Emperor's Heart Sutra, even if he comes out, he will probably not have a peaceful day. Fangcun Mountain may not be able to protect him."

He changed the subject: "You said Zhou Jing ultimately died by self-destruction... but what happened to the Heavenly Emperor?"

A deep sense of dread immediately surfaced in Yao Xia's eyes, as if recalling some great terror: "After Zhou Jing self-destructed, a huge cauldron suddenly appeared, actually suppressing the Heavenly Emperor beneath it..."

When he mentioned the word "big cauldron," his voice trembled slightly, and he could not hide his fear.

"Then the entire ascension platform collapsed with a crash, and we all fell unconscious. When we woke up, we were no longer on Mount Dengtian, but in the Heavenly Emperor's Garden... We cultivated for four months until today, when we were finally able to escape."

Qiu Han nodded slightly.

He had also seen that great cauldron. It manifested in the East Sea, causing strange phenomena in the heavens and earth. It was said to be the origin of this world.

Could it be that the ancient Heavenly Emperor triggered the power of the Heavenly Dao and was completely annihilated?

He pulled himself out of his thoughts, looked at Yao Xia's tense face, and said gently, "Xia'er, go and get some rest."

"You have made a great contribution this time, not only bringing back more than half of the sect's disciples safely, but also finding many spiritual herbs and ancient pills."

Yao Xia, however, showed no sign of pride and lowered his head, saying, "This is merely a disciple's duty." Qiu Han seemed to have seen through his thoughts: "Xia'er, do you know what is most important to a cultivator?"

Yao Xia looked up, his eyes filled with confusion.

The sect leader of the Longquan Sword Sect said in a deep voice, "Guiji, in cultivation, although Dharma, companions, wealth, and land are all necessary, none can be lacking."

"But what is truly precious is oneself."

"When it disappears, it ceases to exist between heaven and earth."

"So what if Zhou Jing has unparalleled talent in this world?"

"Xia'er, you exist!"

"He no longer exists, do you know that?"

Yao Xia's eyes flickered slightly, as if ripples were spreading in her heart.

Qiu Han said, "Go down and focus on your cultivation to attain the Golden Core of the Great Dao."

Inside the treasure ship of Fangcun Mountain.

Sun Miao stood in the hall, his voice low: "Master, Junior Brother Zhou Jing... in order to suppress the Heavenly Emperor, he has self-destructed, his soul and body have been destroyed, and there is no trace of his body."

He paused, then continued, "On this journey... only Junior Brother Zhou Jing remains forever in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasury."

The sect leader of Fangcun Mountain, Nongmu, who sat at the head of the table, had his eyes slightly closed. After a long while, he slowly opened them and said, "I already know about Zhou Jing's matter."

His gaze swept over everyone present, and his voice was calm: "After returning to the mountain, we should be proud of Zhou Jing. He made Fangcun Mountain famous throughout the three sects, and all the compensation and rewards will go to Xiaoqing Peak."

Qi Ling of Xiao Qingfeng's expression shifted slightly, but ultimately remained silent.

Today, Senior Brother Zhou is famous far more than just at Fangcun Mountain.

Even within the three realms, everyone knows his name.

When the Heavenly Dao Pavilion list is announced next year, the name Zhou Jing will surely shake the world.

Unfortunately, Senior Brother Zhou will never know any of this.

Yuan Shujian stood with his head bowed, his face full of sorrow.

Just then, Sun Miao solemnly took out an item from his storage bag: "I have not failed my master's orders."

"Over the past four months, we have searched the Heavenly Emperor's treasury and finally found this flower—the Lonely Moon Flower."

Before everyone's eyes appeared a nine-petaled wonder flower, its entire body resembling solidified frost and snow.

The flower is half a foot tall, its color as pure white as moonlight, its petals as distinct as ice sculptures, and it exudes a cool, ethereal glow.

Nongmu's pupils dilated slightly, and he involuntarily stood up.

He took the Lonely Moon Flower, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"what……"

A soft laugh escaped her lips, then gradually subsided.

He examined the rare, moon-like flower in his hand, his tone tinged with disbelief:

"This is truly unexpected... I never imagined it would turn out this way."

He looked up into the void, as if asking, "Fangcun Mountain, Fangcun Mountain... Is it really true that the fate of the righteous path will be in your hands in this lifetime?"

The people inside the hall looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Agriculture and animal husbandry quickly regained their usual stern demeanor, but a warm smile appeared on their faces: "The promised reward remains unchanged."

He swept his gaze across the crowd and said loudly, "Not only will things remain the same, but I will also reward you double. You should all rest well and prepare to break through to the Golden Core stage of the Great Dao—the future Fangcun Mountain will need you to become its backbone."

Upon hearing this, both Qi Yunfeng and Ji Henglai showed joy on their faces.

After everyone left, only Nongmu remained in the hall.

He took out the Lonely Moon Flower again and examined it closely in the stillness, his eyes filled with an indescribable depth of meaning.

"With this Lonely Moon Flower, I can return to the realm of the Supreme Grandmaster, or even go further."

"After a thousand years of searching, traversing the entire East China Sea, I never expected to find it here... Fate is indeed mysterious."

“Agriculture and animal husbandry, tell me… is destiny in our hands?”

A voice echoed within the body of the Fangcun Sect Master, "Bai Ze, just don't let Fangcun Mountain be destroyed in my hands."

"How could that be? I will use your name to make Fangcun Mountain the number one sect of the righteous path."

"May future generations of disciples of Fangcun Mountain linger and admire the portrait of your agricultural and pastoral patriarch the longest!"

The voice within the agricultural and livestock system is gone.

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East China Sea.

The Sui Dynasty, located three thousand miles from Yuzhou in the Central Plains.

The East China Sea is vast and its territory is expansive.

Apart from the central sea area, which is the territory ruled by the dragons, the other sea areas adjacent to the Central Plains of Yuzhou are dotted with islands, scattered like stars in the sky.

On these islands, dynasties rose and fell, and ordinary people lived and thrived.

Some of these territories were so vast that they even spanned several islands, dominating a region.

However, no matter how these secular dynasties rose and fell, there must have been immortal sects behind them.

It is the various heretical sects of the East Sea who are behind the scenes controlling the succession of power in the human world.

The Night Sui Kingdom was also a secular dynasty controlled by the "Shanshan Immortal Sect," a branch of the Taihua Sect.

The Immortal Sect of Shanshan originated from the inner lineage of the Taihua Sect and was one of its twenty-eight subordinate sects, but its reputation has never been prominent.

However, the territory of the Night Sui Kingdom is dotted with volcanoes, and the earth's fires are active and erupt frequently, which also triggers the seabed springs, causing water vapor and the earth's spiritual energy to intertwine and rise.

This unique environment has become an excellent place for disciples of the Taihua Sect to cultivate the Pure Yang Skill. People often come here to break through their cultivation levels in seclusion, and there are also many who invite friends and companions to travel and cultivate their minds.

Therefore, although the Night Sui Kingdom was located in a remote area, it became the most prosperous and wealthy place among the surrounding island dynasties because of the continuous stream of immortal visitors.

Therefore, the Shanshan Immortal Sect attaches great importance to the Ye Sui Kingdom, and every year it sends disciples to the territory to test spiritual roots and bring back qualified seedlings to the sect for cultivation.

Night in the Sui Dynasty, in Xia City.

A giant ship broke through the sea, its mast flying the "He" flag.

Although there were hundreds of boatmen on the boat, they were all ordinary people.

The He family is the most prominent family of cultivators in Xia City.

Over the past century, four disciples with spiritual roots have emerged from the clan, one of whom even entered the inner sect of the Shanshan Immortal Sect.

It was this extraordinary connection that laid the foundation for the He family's enduring prosperity in this place for centuries.

The ancestor of the He family was a divine master who was just one step away from breaking through to the Dao Embryo realm.

The He family was practically the only ones who could do anything in Xiacheng, controlling all business transactions.

At this moment, the He family's giant ship has just returned from its long voyage.

A maidservant hurried into an elegant room on the third floor of the ship's deck.

"Second Miss, the boatman found a boy unconscious near the shore, surrounded by several great white sharks, but they dare not approach..."

The maid looked up at the slender figure behind the curtain and asked softly:
"Second Miss, should we save her or not?"

A woman's voice rang out from behind the beaded curtain, "Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life."

"Your life wasn't meant to end there; you've met us, so please save us."

"Yes, Miss Second."

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