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Chapter 426 Stepping onto the Long Staircase (Please Subscribe)

Whether it's a coincidence or not, Chen Yi is still unsure.

He decided to keep this in mind for now and make a final decision after seeing the so-called Weak Water Realm and Tianpeng Secret Realm.

The only slightly troublesome thing is that he is going to the Kunlun Realm, not the Weak Water Realm.

After much deliberation, Chen Yi had no choice but to postpone his trip to the Kunlun Realm to find the White Tiger True Monarch's Daoist temple.

It's not too late for him to go to the Kunlun Realm after he returns from the Weak Water Realm.

After three rounds of drinking.

Chen Yi, A Lang, and Yang Li's complexions were not exactly rosy; at most, they felt a little hot.

Once their cultivation level is high, unless it's a wine with special effects like Clear Spring Wine, it's difficult for other things to affect them.

Not to mention that they got drunk.

"This trip to the Weak Water Realm has brought together both old monsters and prodigies, making it difficult for ordinary cultivators like us to achieve anything."

Yang Li put down his wine bowl, feeling quite emotional.

He was older than Chen Yi and A Lang, already fifty-three years old.

However, judging from his appearance alone, he is only a middle-aged man of about thirty years old, and cannot be considered old.

His robust physique, in particular, added a touch of fierceness and ruthlessness to his image as a practitioner of the sword.

However, given his age, his talent is nothing compared to that of a prodigy like Chen Yi.

Even compared to Ah Lang, he can only be considered an ordinary person in terms of talent.

That's why he felt this way—his own cultivation was neither good enough for those above nor bad enough for those below.

Ah Lang understood this and shook his head, saying, "That secret realm in the Weak Water Realm is indeed too dangerous. Brother Yang's decision not to go is the right one."

"Instead of risking your life to go to the Weak Water Realm, it's better to find another realm where you can hone your swordsmanship than to gain nothing."

His advice was quite straightforward.

However, all three present were aware of the situation in this secret realm, so Yang Li did not find his words arrogant.

Yang Li smiled and nodded: "I have decided to stay in Golden Wind Street for a while and hone my swordsmanship in that Blade Valley."

Blade's Valley?

Alang and Chen Yi exchanged a glance and said in surprise, "The sharp winds here are not a good place for Brother Yang's 'Flame Blade'."

Generally speaking, there are only two types of trials in the practice of supernatural powers.

One approach is like Ah Lang, focusing on the physical body, where one can choose places like mountains of knives and seas of fire, or polar ice and seas, to hone their physical skills.

Another type is similar to when Xiao Liu'er went to Xun Wangtian to hone her supernatural powers and divine will in the two Xun winds.

Cultivating in a place that aligns with one's own supernatural abilities, methods, and divine will can yield twice the results with half the effort.

However, the "Flame Blade" technique cultivated by Yang Li, regardless of its fierce and domineering nature or its "flames," could not be improved in Blade Valley.

Or rather, the results were minimal.

Upon hearing this, Yang Li remained unmoved, still wearing a smile on his face.

"Yang chose Blade Valley not to cultivate the 'Flame Blade,' but for the second supernatural power method."

"Oh? Brother Yang, you've made such rapid progress?"

"Ah Lang, you're allowed to progress rapidly, but I'm not allowed to cultivate a second supernatural power? So you'll know that my second supernatural power just happens to require the sharp, metallic energy, and Blade Valley is perfect for me."

Seeing Yang Li smiling so brightly, Alang couldn't help but feel happy for him and said:
“That’s excellent. When I return from the Weak Water Realm, I’ll challenge Brother Yang to a duel.”

"To be honest, I've already decided to improve my martial arts skills, but it's just too difficult. Unlike physical training, which can be steadily improved through hard work, martial arts also requires a certain level of comprehension."

Upon hearing this, Yang Li glanced at Chen Yi, who was standing silently to the side, and quietly pointed at him, saying:
"Neither of us is talented enough in this regard, at least not compared to Yi-ge'er."

"Brother Yang, are you comparing yourself to Yi-ge'er?"

Ah Lang shook his head and said with a smile, "Among the few people we know well, Yi-ge'er has the most talent."

He gave a thumbs up.

Chen Yi chuckled, "I was just lucky."

"We don't believe it. Your swordsmanship and movement techniques are top-notch, not only in places like Tianyuan Continent, but also in the many realms of Taizhou Mountain."

"truth……"

Seeing that neither of them believed him, Chen Yi had no way to continue explaining.

This is true.

His talent was actually inferior to that of Alang and Yang Li, not to mention Lin Xueru, Hua Xianzi and others.

His current strength is largely due to the rewards he received for his supernatural abilities.

If he were to cultivate some supernatural powers on his own, it would be difficult for him to make any progress.

However, it is not necessarily.

Chen Yi thought about it and decided to give it a try.

He is now seventeen years old and will soon be an adult.

With the blessing of the talent of "late bloomer", perhaps the progress of cultivation will also be improved.

However, nowadays he mainly focuses on swordsmanship, and his movement techniques are protected by the "Close to the World" supernatural power. If he were to cultivate other supernatural powers and methods, it would be best to focus on this.

Therefore, he doesn't have many options.

The physical body, or methods similar to the Great Dream Heart Sutra that possess special supernatural powers and divine will.

The physical body is rewarded with this "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts".

"The range of options is getting more limited, so let's wait and see."

Chen Yi continued drinking and eating meat with Yang Li and A Lang after thinking about it.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that the three of them got up and left the tavern.

There were many more creatures coming and going on Jinfeng Street now than last night.

There were demons, barbarians, and some clearly wary wanderers who had just crossed the Blade's Edge Valley, as well as cultivators who had come down from the mountain.

Chen Yi, with his mental perception, understood all of this clearly, and therefore found it unsurprising.

Ah Lang glanced at the pedestrians around him and said with a smile, "Yi-ge'er, time is running out, shall we set off today?"

Chen Yi naturally wouldn't refuse, nodding, "Okay, the sooner we get to the secret realm, the sooner we can learn about the situation inside."

Although Zhao Muzi and others were present in Xunwangtian and were not unfamiliar with the Tianpeng Secret Realm, they still needed to explore it themselves. Understanding the situation inside would help them prepare in advance.

After all, Chen Yi was the one with the highest cultivation and strength among the group that went deep into the secret realm from Xun Wangtian, so he had a heavier burden on his shoulders.

Upon hearing this, Yang Li's smile faded slightly, and he cupped his hands in a fist salute, saying:

"After today's farewell, I don't know when we'll meet again."

"Brother Yang, why are you so sentimental today? I haven't seen you like this when we parted several times before."

Ah Lang joked, then added, "However, this situation is indeed different from the previous ones."

"Previously, I always sought out dangerous realms and secret areas where few people went to cultivate. This time, I'm going to encounter some old monsters and geniuses, and I might run into some dangers."

At this point, Alang paused, looked at Chen Yi, and winked, saying:
"Fortunately, with Yi-ge'er here, we have a better chance of venturing deeper into that secret realm."

Yang Li nodded, raised his fist and bumped it with his, then said without further pretense:
"Then let's part ways here."

"I will now go to Blade's Edge Valley. I hope that by the time you return here, I will have completed my cultivation."

"We definitely will." Chen Yi and A Lang clasped their hands in a salute and watched him enter Blade Valley.

Chen Yi didn't feel anything yet, since he had only just met Yang Li.

Ah Lang, however, was deeply moved. After watching Yang Li disappear into Blade's Edge Valley, he couldn't help but sigh and say:
"Brother Yang has been traveling in Taizhou Mountain for thirty years, which is nearly twenty years earlier than me."

"However, in the past thirty years, his cultivation and supernatural abilities have only progressed from the second to the fourth level of supernatural abilities, and his cultivation level has only reached the middle stage of the Celestial Realm. The process was undoubtedly arduous."

As he spoke, Alang looked at Chen Yi beside him and said, "Sometimes I wonder, why do we cultivators work so hard to improve our cultivation?"

Chen Yi paused, realizing he hadn't really thought about that question.

But it's not like I've never thought about it.

Back when he was still at the Taixu Dao Sect, when he first learned of the existence of the Taizhou Mountain battlefield, he thought to himself—that in his lifetime, he must stand on the highest peak of that mountain and see the scenery above.

Even now, looking back, Chen Yi still has this thought.

"It should be about climbing to the highest peak of Mount Taizhou."

Upon hearing this, Alang looked at him strangely and said, "Yi-ge'er, this goal is a bit too low."

"Ok?"

“I’ve been to the top of Mount Taizhou. Looking down, there’s nothing special except for the scattered boundaries.”

Chen Yi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Perhaps."

"People are always interested in the unknown, and the summit of Mount Taizhou I just mentioned is one of them."

“‘The Bridge Between Heaven and Earth’ is one, and there’s also the Netherworld River that has been preserved since ancient times.”

"If one day I am strong enough, I think I will try to find the secret of the 'Bridge of Heaven and Earth' and also try to go to the River of the Underworld, to the 'other shore' that the Eighth Prince spoke of."

At this point, Chen Yi's heart stirred slightly.

He thought of the next supernatural power he needed to cultivate—a power that could deal with the ghosts and monsters of the Nether River.

I remember the Second Master saying before that Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism all have special methods for dealing with ghosts and monsters, and so does swordsmanship.

If he wants to explore the Nether River in the future, he will inevitably need to cultivate similar methods to protect himself.

However, he is not in a hurry for the time being.

It's not too late to start cultivating after we've finished this trip to the secret realm and see what we've gained.

Next, Chen Yi followed Alang to stroll around Golden Wind Street, bought some pills, array plates, and other useful items, and then set off for the Weak Water Realm.

"I contacted Qingfeng and the others before, and they should be setting off soon."

"I estimate they'll reach the edge of the Weak Water Boundary in at most two days."

Hearing Alang's words, Chen Yi smiled and asked, "What about us?"

"If everything goes smoothly, it should take less than five days. If there are any unexpected events along the way, we should be able to arrive within ten days."

Five to ten days should be enough.

With this in mind, Chen Yi calmed down and left Jinfeng Street with Alang, stepping onto a winding, long staircase.

To be honest, the interior of Taizhou Mountain is indeed unique.

In many places, once you step into them, your mental perception will be blocked, and you will no longer be able to perceive the outside world.

This is true both within the realm and in Blade's Edge Valley.

The same applies to Jinfeng Street and the long staircase where he is currently standing.

Just as Chen Yi and A Lang were climbing Mount Taizhou to reach the Ruoshui border.

On Golden Wind Street, several creatures dressed in straw raincoats and wearing bamboo hats suddenly appeared at the foot of the long steps.

Their body shapes were different.

Some were as tall as two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), while others were quite short, only three chi (approximately 1.6 meters).

Upon arriving here, everyone's eyes were drawn to the long staircase.

The leader asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it him? Sword cultivator Chen Yi, who has the ancient divine beast Azure Dragon by his side and is highly regarded by Ancestor Xun Wangtian. He is suspected to be the inheritor of the ancient Dao Court."

The black-robed man, over three feet tall, grunted, took out a portrait from his robes, unfolded it, looked at it, and nodded, saying:
"Brother, it's him. This document details his current swordsmanship skills and strength."

"According to intelligence, his swordsmanship is currently at the sixth level of the Divine Power realm, and his other movement technique is at the fifth level of the Divine Power realm. However, with the help of the Azure Dragon Divine Beast, he can also obtain the Divine Power of Summoning Wind and Rain."

"Not only that, his cultivation level is also suspected to have broken through to the Celestial Immortal realm, and he can exert strength no less than that of the Seventh Realm of the Three Divine Powers."

"Seventh Realm of Divine Power, ho ho..."

The leader's eyes flashed with cruelty as he grinned and said, "For someone his age, to have such cultivation and supernatural abilities is truly extraordinary."

"But he has clearly forgotten that this is Mount Taizhou. If he dares to act so recklessly with only this level of strength, he will suffer a great loss."

Another towering figure, two zhang tall, chuckled upon hearing this and said in a deep, resonant voice:
“Brother is right. These human sword cultivators are only so strong and are far from being your match.”

"But he also has that Taoist priest behind him, so we..."

Before he could finish speaking, the leader turned around and glared at him, "Shut your mouth and switch to telepathy."

"Are you yelling like you're afraid people won't know what we're up to?"

"Oh, please forgive me, brother, I forgot."

"In short, we must take him down this time. If he really has the inheritance of the ancient Dao Court, we will be able to stand on the summit of Mount Taizhou in an instant."

The leader didn't speak again, but cautiously switched to telepathy.

The short man, about three feet tall, nodded and said in a telepathic voice with a smile:

"Brother is right."

"But brother, quite a few people have received the news this time."

"Besides us, the demons who were blocking the way for the group of geniuses heading to the Weak Water Realm have also received the news and are preparing to join forces to kill Chen Yi."

"Hehe, that's even better. If we're lucky, we can naturally get a share of it. Even if we're unlucky... whoever gets it, we can just take it back."

As they spoke, the black-robed leader's eyes turned blood red, and his entire aura seemed to have changed, becoming extremely cold and sinister.

He glanced at the people around him and said coldly, "Stop wasting time talking to this idiot, let's go after him."

"grown ups?"

The black-robed men around were taken aback, then quickly knelt on one knee. "We will obey your orders, sir."

As soon as the words were spoken, the men in black robes passed directly through a barrier-like structure and stepped onto the long staircase.

Only the black-robed man at the head of the group remained standing at the foot of the long steps, looking up at the hazy mountain path, which seemed to be blocked by something.

"You bastard, didn't we agree before that I could stay outside for a while?"

"You talk too much nonsense."

"Hmph, you're just afraid I'll stay out too long and won't want to go back, aren't you?"

"Think what you want, this body is mine."

"Heh heh... I don't think so, do I? I'm also the owner of this body, hahaha..."

"Shut up!"

Before the words were finished, the area outside the long steps had become completely empty.

Only wisps of bright red aura dissipated like smoke.

Silently.

(End of this chapter)