The Great Overlord: Simulating the Future, Dominating Speedrunning

Chapter 221 Fu Tu Xuan arrives in person, first battle against a Saint-level expert!

A few days later,

Inside the Daqian Tower, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

At the counter, an elderly man in a gray robe stood respectfully with his hands clasped in front of him, fine beads of sweat glistening on his forehead.

Standing before him was a young man in a blue robe, who appeared gentle and refined, yet made this branch leader of the Great Thousand Palace, who was accustomed to seeing powerful figures, feel uneasy.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me." The old man's voice was strained. "Such a momentous matter as repairing a peerless sacred artifact is something I dare not presume to do on my own. Please allow me to report to headquarters and ask the chief elder for a decision."

The young man tapped the counter lightly with his fingertips, shook his head upon hearing this, and smiled slightly: "It's alright."

Two simple words caused the spiritual energy within the entire Daqian Tower to stagnate. A crystal longsword slid out from his sleeve; its blade was crystal clear, yet it still exuded an ancient and chilling pressure.

"This is the sword I need to repair. Senior, please take a look and see what kind of material is suitable for it."

The young man paused for a moment, then took out a Demon-Slaying Token and pushed it forward. "I don't know if these Demon-Slaying Points will be enough. I have some trivial matters to attend to on the Holy Abyss Continent, so I won't bother you any longer."

"Enough is enough."

The gray-robed elder accepted the Demon-Slaying Token and was immediately horrified when he saw the more than 40,000 Demon-Slaying Points on the token. He then solemnly said, "The Great Thousand Palace will do its utmost."

The young man nodded with a smile, his blue robe fluttering slightly as he turned. Only then did the people inside the building realize that with each step he took, an eight-colored fire lotus phantom would appear on the ground, disappearing in an instant.

Only after the figure disappeared around the street corner did the gray-robed old man let out a long sigh of relief, and tremblingly took out a communication jade slip:

"Urgent report to headquarters... Lu Tianjun... is suspected of having broken through to the Perfect Immortal Rank..."

"A few days ago, I killed four Heavenly Demon Emperors from the Four Sacred Towers. Now I'm using 40,000 Demon Extermination Points to invite a Grandmaster of the Great Thousand Palace to help me repair the Heavenly Emperor Sword, a peerless sacred artifact of the Saint Rank."

"We request a decision from headquarters..."

And just after the young man in the blue robe left.

In a corner of the Daqianlou trading area.

"Are you sure that the person who took the Eight-Part Pagoda from the Four Saints Pagoda was that person?" An old man in black robes asked the shadowy man in black robes behind him, his face extremely gloomy.

“I am absolutely certain that Elder Blacklight is the one who stole the Eight-Part Buddha Pagoda from my Ancient Buddha Clan.” Mo Xin nodded vigorously and replied in a deep voice.

Beside him, an old man in silver robes frowned and said in a solemn tone, "If that is the case, then the hope of reclaiming our clan's Eight-Part Pagoda is extremely slim."

"If I'm not mistaken, that should be the Northern Heavenly Monarch who has recently risen to fame in the Great Thousand World. His cultivation has reached the perfect Immortal level. Even in my Floating Pagoda Ancient Clan, only the Great Elder can surpass him."

"What's even more terrifying is that this person has also mastered the ancient Heavenly Emperor's ultimate technique - One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones. Once he uses it, one person is comparable to three perfected immortals. Even my Futu Ancient Clan can hardly produce such a foundation."

"Should we just let the Eight Buddha Pagodas wander outside?"

Elder Blacklight said with a gloomy expression, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Elders, you may wish to report the situation here to the First Elder. The First Elder values ​​clan rules the most and would not allow an outsider to take away the Eight Pagodas."

Xuan Luo's expression was solemn as he spoke in a deep voice.

"That's all it can do..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hei Guang and Mo Yin exchanged a glance, both showing a helpless expression on their faces.

……

After leaving Daqianlou,
Lu Chen returned to the courtyard, and as soon as he stepped inside, he saw dozens of figures lined up neatly waiting for him. Upon seeing him, they immediately bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"

Lu Chen nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone: "Did you find anything?"

A burly man in black robes with a scarred face stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Reporting to the Heavenly Lord, I have discovered a seven-story thunder tower in the far west, which roars with thunder all day long. There seem to be ancient patterns on the top of the tower..."

Before he could finish speaking, a tall, thin man beside him hurriedly added, "Recently, there have been unusual movements in the lightning towers of Beiyuan City. Within the soaring lightning, the faint shadows of fragmented maps can be seen!"

"Your Majesty, my team is..."

Everyone eagerly reported their findings, while Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, listening silently to the intelligence they had painstakingly gathered.

After the last person finished speaking, the courtyard suddenly fell silent. Lu Chen lightly tapped his fingertip, and dozens of beams of spiritual light flew towards the crowd:
"reward."

As the word was uttered, dozens of beams of spiritual light accurately landed in the hands of each cultivator present. Everyone looked down and gasped in astonishment—they were jade talismans imprinted with eight-colored fire lotuses!
The scarred man's hands trembled as he held the jade talisman. This was no reward; it was clearly a life-saving charm! In this vast world, who didn't know that the fire lotus mark represented the peerless Heavenly Monarch who dominated the Northern Region?
"This humble one...kowtows in gratitude for the Heavenly Emperor's grace!"

A young cultivator's voice trembled with excitement. With this jade talisman, not to mention ordinary experts, even some Heavenly Sovereigns would have to give it some face.

Lu Chen had already turned and walked towards the inner courtyard, his green robe fluttering as he spoke softly, "Come back to report in half a month."

"I will obey the Heavenly Emperor's decree!"

Everyone responded in unison and respectfully withdrew.

Meanwhile, in the inner courtyard, Lu Chen was staring intently at the three fragmented maps floating in his palm. Lightning crackled across the maps, vaguely pointing towards the far west of the Holy Abyss Continent…

"At the moment, the far west seems the most likely location, so let's go there and take a look first..."

Lu Chen pondered for a moment, put away the incomplete map, and then transformed into an eight-colored stream of light, heading straight for the western horizon.

……

Three days later, in the far west of the Holy Abyss Continent.

A streak of eight-colored light tore through the clouds, its speed gradually slowing down. As the light faded, Lu Chen's tall and imposing figure was revealed.

He stood on the void, his blue robe billowing and rustling in the howling wind.

"Such a heavy aura of malevolence..."

Lu Chen frowned slightly, looking down at the scarred land beneath his feet.

On the cracked plain, countless abyssal fissures resembled grotesque scars, the widest of which stretched for tens of thousands of feet. From the pitch-black depths, chilling energy continuously surged forth, condensing into eerie gray mist in mid-air.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a bolt of purplish-black lightning, as thick as a bucket, suddenly struck out from the depths of the abyss. In the light of the lightning, a dilapidated seven-story lightning tower could be vaguely seen at the bottom of the abyss, its body wrapped with countless chains of lightning.

The eight-colored fire lotus in Lu Chen's eyes suddenly spun faster, and the three fragments of the map in his palm emitted blinding lightning. Just as he was about to swoop down, he suddenly sensed something and turned to look at a certain point in the void:

"Followed me the whole way..."

"Not planning to show up?"

Before the words were even finished, the eight-colored spiritual flames had already transformed into a sky full of fire nets, completely sealing off that space. Ripples appeared in the void, and two figures staggered out; they were none other than the two elders of the Ancient Buddha Clan—Black Light and Ink Silver.

"The people of the Futu Ancient Clan..."

Lu Chen frowned slightly. He raised his fingertips, and the fused eight-colored spiritual fire danced in his palm: "I thought it was those petty villains. Do the five great ancient clans really do such murderous and thieving things?"

Upon hearing this, Hei Guang and Mo Yin's expressions changed. They quickly waved their hands and said in unison, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Heavenly Lord, please calm down. We are here on the orders of the Grand Elder to discuss the ownership of the Eight Pagodas. We have no intention of offending you."

Elder Blacklight broke out in a cold sweat and quickly pulled out a golden jade slip from his sleeve. "This is a letter from the Grand Elder."

Elder Mo Yin hurriedly added, "The Eightfold Floating Pagoda is the clan-protecting divine power of the Floating Pagoda Ancient Clan. The Grand Elder wishes to request the Heavenly Lord to return it..."

"Whether it's a peerless sacred artifact, a supreme Dharma body cultivation method, or other cultivation resources, as long as the Heavenly Lord speaks up, my Floating Pagoda Ancient Clan is willing to accept it, as long as we can spend money to redeem this divine power..." Lu Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and with a flick of his finger, the golden jade slip flew through the air. A quick glance revealed the contents of the jade slip. A playful smile appeared on his lips:

"A peerless, celestial artifact..."

"The method of cultivating the Primordial Dharmakaya before the Dharmakaya—the Great Stupa Dharmakaya..."

"Five unparalleled divine abilities..."

With each condition Lu Chen read out, the expressions of Elders Blacklight and Ink Silver grew increasingly grim. Elder Blacklight's breathing became noticeably heavier, while Elder Ink Silver's face flushed red—these resources would all be deducted from their respective main lineage's treasury!

"The Ancient Buddha Clan..." Lu Chen chuckled, "They're certainly willing to invest."

He casually tossed the jade slip back, and at the same time, eight blood-red pagoda beads appeared in his hand, each radiating a heart-palpitating aura.

"pity……"

Lu Chen suddenly turned around and looked at the towering lightning pillar deep in the abyss. The eight-colored fire lotus spun rapidly in his eyes, reflecting the faint, indistinct phantom image within the lightning.

"What I, Lu Chen, have obtained..."

"There is no reason for it to be given up."

Before the words were finished, his figure transformed into a streak of light and plummeted into the abyss. Only his last, faint words echoed in the ears of the two elders:

Tell Futu Xuan—

"The Eight-Part Buddha Pagoda will be more valuable in my hands than in the Buddha Ancient Clan."

Once Lu Chen's figure had completely disappeared, Hei Guang and Mo Yin exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep sense of powerlessness in each other's eyes.

"How to do?"

"Report to the Grand Elder, since the Heavenly Lord refuses to negotiate, we have no choice but to seize it by force..."

……

Several days later, outside Shengyuan City
"Boom——"

A beam of eight-colored light suddenly pierced the sky, and Lu Chen's figure slowly emerged within it. In his hand, he held a complete ancient scroll, its surface crisscrossed with lightning patterns, radiating a chilling aura.

"The incomplete map of Heavenly Wrath... is finally complete."

"Next, it's time to repair the Heavenly Emperor Sword..."

Lu Chen's lips curled slightly, his eyes reflecting the eight-colored fire lotus and thunder diagram. Just as he was about to enter the city, his expression suddenly shifted, and his gaze shot like lightning towards a certain point in the void:

"The Ancient Futu Clan..."

"They really are a persistent ghost."

"Shoot-"

The void suddenly tore open, and countless rays of spiritual light fell like a galaxy. When the light dissipated, three figures stood in the air. At the forefront was an ordinary-looking old man with white hair, dressed in a plain robe, and without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

"Lord Lu Tianjun." The old man cupped his hands slightly, his voice gentle, "This old man is Futu Xuan, greetings."

A simple greeting caused Lu Chen's pores to contract abruptly. A needle-like stinging sensation shot through his skin; this was the first time since achieving mastery of his cultivation that he had felt such a powerful threat—

Supreme Grade Celestial Being!
Lu Chen's expression was solemn. With a flick of his sleeve, he put away the Heavenly Wrath Thunder Diagram, and eight crimson floating beads surrounded him, each emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

He looked warily at the seemingly ordinary white-haired old man opposite him and asked in a deep voice, "Elder Futu, you are a Saint-rank Heavenly Sovereign, yet you do not reside in the Futu Ancient Clan. Are you here today to bully the weak?"

"The big bullies the small?"

Fu Tu Xuan smiled slightly and gently raised his withered hand. "You jest, Heavenly Lord."

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color!

A golden phantom of a pagoda, stretching across the heavens and earth, suddenly appeared, blotting out the sun. Every line on the pagoda was clearly visible, radiating a terrifying pressure that suppressed eternity. The clouds within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles instantly froze, and even time seemed to stand still at that moment.

"I only have one question."

Fu Tu Xuan's voice remained gentle, yet it sent a shiver down the spines of all the Heavenly Sovereigns present: "Is the Heavenly Lord willing to return the Eight-Part Floating Pagoda of my clan?"

The Heavenly Sovereigns watching from afar all paled. Someone sneered in a low voice, "A Saint-level being, actually taking action personally for a mere inheritance... what a disgrace to the Floating Pagoda Ancient Clan..."

"Your clan's Eight-Part Pagoda?"

Lu Chen suddenly chuckled, and with his laughter, eight-colored spiritual flames soared into the sky, actually managing to carve out a space despite the suppression of the golden pagoda. His palms crackled with lightning and fire, his eyes blazing with battle intent.
"If I refuse..."

"What does the Grand Elder intend to do?"

Fu Tu Xuan sighed softly, and a bronze ancient ruler slid out from his sleeve. The ruler was mottled, yet it emitted a fluctuation that distorted even space and time.

"Then..."

"Please enlighten me, Heavenly Lord."

As the last word fell, the entire world suddenly froze. The protective array that originally guarded Holy Abyss City was automatically activated under the impact of this powerful force, emitting a vast spiritual light that enveloped the entire city.

At the same time, the rolling mountains outside the city began to shake violently, and the spiritual energy for hundreds of thousands of miles solidified. Then, the entire mountain range began to collapse, raising clouds of dust.

Witnessing this scene, the faces of countless Heavenly Sovereigns who had come to watch turned deathly pale.

Knowing full well what terrible things were about to happen, they turned around without hesitation and fled desperately into the distance, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire of this horrific conflict.

hum-

Suddenly, a strange tremor resounded in the void. Lu Chen took a step forward, and eight-colored spiritual light burst forth from his eyes, illuminating the entire sky with extraordinary splendor.

Behind him, two figures, one black and one white, silently appeared, each radiating a terrifying pressure that distorted space.

"One breath... transforms into the Three Pure Ones!"

Someone not far away turned around and exclaimed in surprise. The black and white clone nodded slightly to the main body, a mysterious smile on its lips, and in an instant merged with Lu Chen.

boom!
Billions of rays of spiritual light erupted from Lu Chen's body like an inverted galaxy, instantly shattering the clouds within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. When that aura, capable of making all things tremble, fully erupted, all the fleeing cultivators froze in mid-air—

"Quasi-quasi-saint?!"

Someone managed to squeeze out a few words, but their voice was instantly crushed into the void by the overwhelming pressure.

At this moment, all was silent, and a terrifying pressure enveloped the surrounding area, as if even heaven and earth bowed down!

Lu Chen slowly raised his eyes, and the eight Floating Pagoda Beads around him suddenly burst forth with dazzling blood-red light, like eight crimson blood moons hanging in the sky. From within each bead, the low roar of an ancient demon emperor faintly emanated, causing the void to distort inch by inch.

Eight ferocious demonic statues emerged from the blood-red light, some with angry eyes and fangs, others with three heads and six arms, their malevolent aura sweeping across hundreds of thousands of miles, even staining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a layer of violent scarlet.

His lips curled slightly, but his voice was chillingly cold:
"Old dog, trying to take it from me by force..."

"Are you... overestimating yourself?"

As the last word fell, the entire world trembled violently, and the eight demonic statues simultaneously unleashed a roar that shattered the heavens!

　I'll add that chapter tomorrow. I've been having writer's block lately and just can't seem to get anything out of it.

　　
　
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