The Great Overlord: Simulating the Future, Dominating Speedrunning

Chapter 226 Qing Yanjing arrives, Futu apologizes.
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Several streaks of light ripped across the sky, abruptly halting at the edge of the Deathly Lightning Domain. Lu Chen's eyes sharpened, and his Supreme Heart Demon Seal soared into the sky, its silver light surging as he prepared to strike—

"Wait a minute."

A gentle voice suddenly rang out, and the woman in the white dress at the head of the group stepped out into the air. She was surrounded by countless spiritual seals, each forming its own array, which intertwined in the void to create a magnificent array.

"Aunt Jing?"

Lu Chen's gaze sharpened slightly, and he quickly withdrew his attack. The Supreme Heart Demon Seal hovered in mid-air, its silver light pulsating as it remained on guard.

Qing Yanjing gently waved her hand, and countless spiritual seals around her swirled like a galaxy. She smiled gently, her voice flowing like a clear spring:
"It's been so many years..."

"The boy who befriended Komaki back then is now capable of standing on his own."

Her beautiful eyes swept over the surging lightning power surrounding Lu Chen, a hint of amazement flashing in them:
"It seems..."

"You have gained a lot in this lightning field."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Tu Xuan arrived from behind, his face grim. His old face was filled with resentment, and his body emanated a vast and powerful spiritual pressure.

"Qing Yanjing!"

Fu Tu Xuan roared, "This brat destroyed my natal Fu Tu Pagoda, today he will surely..."

"Elder Futu Xuan."

Qing Yanjing suddenly turned around, her jade-like fingers lightly tapping. A spiritual array appeared out of thin air, completely dissolving Fu Tu Xuan's oppressive aura. Her tone remained gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority:
"I am fully aware of the cause and effect of this matter."

"If you hadn't coveted the Eightfold Stupa in the first place..."

"How could it have ended up like this?"

As she spoke, she lightly raised her hand, and a jade slip exuding an ancient aura flew towards Futu Xuan:
"This is the Floating Pagoda Heaven-Mending Technique, created by the combined remnants of the ancestors within the Ancestral Pagoda..."

"Enough to help you rebuild the pagoda."

Fu Tu Xuan accepted the jade slip, his expression shifting between light and shadow. Qing Yan Jing then turned to Lu Chen and said softly:
"Little brother."

"For my sake..."

"How about we let this matter drop?"

With a gentle wave of her hand, a ray of spiritual light entered Lu Chen's brow:
"This is some of my insights gained from years of studying spirit arrays..."

"Consider it an act on behalf of the Ancient Buddha Clan..."

"I apologize."

Lu Chen felt the array patterns swirling in his mind, and countless profound insights surged into his heart. He gave Fu Tu Xuan a deep look, clasped his hands, and said:
"Since Aunt Jing has spoken..."

"Let's leave it at that."

Fu Tu Xuan's face was ashen, yet he remained silent. Qing Yan Jing smiled, and all the spiritual seals around him vanished.

"Don't worry, young friend."

"After this battle, Fu Tu Xuan's cultivation level was greatly damaged..."

“Zuta has appointed me to take charge of clan affairs.”

With a gentle wave of her hand, three powerful late-stage Immortal Realm experts stepped forward from behind her:
"Today, I have brought with me the three lineage leaders of my ancient Futu clan..."

"Firstly, to apologize..."

"Secondly..."

A hint of seriousness flashed in Qing Yanjing's eyes:
"I'd like to discuss this with my young friend..."

"The matter of the Eight Buddha Pagodas".

Qing Yanjing's eyes flickered slightly, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the three treasures shone with dazzling brilliance:
"This is the Xuan Tian Mirror, a peerless celestial artifact capable of piercing through all laws..."

"The Nine-Turn Supreme Pill, a peerless celestial-grade divine pill, can help a powerhouse at the Great Perfection of the Earthly Supreme realm complete the accumulation of spiritual power and break through to the Heavenly Supreme realm..."

"as well as……"

With a light tap of her fingertip, the last scroll slowly unfurled, instantly filling the world with dense array patterns:

"The sacred array diagram I personally crafted—the Zhou Tian Star Diagram."

"It can trap and kill even a Saint-level early-stage expert!"

Qing Yanjing suddenly blinked, and a whispered message entered Lu Chen's ears:

"Silly child, the Eight-Part Pagoda is the clan's sacred heritage, these three items are merely a small gift..."

"Just ask."

Her face still held a gentle smile, but she was subtly conveying a message:
"The Ancient Buddha Clan also possesses a shard of the essence blood of a Saint-grade Thunder Phoenix, which will greatly benefit your thunderous body..."

Lu Chen understood immediately and pretended to ponder for a moment before saying:

"Aunt Jing is so kind..."

"But the value of the Eight-Story Pagoda is astonishing..."

His gaze swept over Fu Tu Xuan's unpleasant face, and he suddenly smiled:
"These things are probably not enough..."

"This junior is unworthy, having just obtained the body-refining divine power of the ancient Thunder Emperor and cultivated the first realm of the Solitary Self Technique. If the Ancient Buddha Clan could provide me with the resources to cultivate to the third realm and forge a saint-grade physical body..."

"This matter..."

"That's negotiable."

A look of approval flashed in Qing Yanjing's eyes, but she hadn't spoken yet.

A black-robed sect leader suddenly stepped forward, his body instantly enveloped in an eerie black light. His eyes gleamed sharply, and he said in a menacing tone, "Does the Heavenly Lord know…?"

"Forging a Saint-grade physical body is ten or even a hundred times more difficult than breaking through to the Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme level. The resources consumed in the process are countless, enough to forge a peerless Saint-grade artifact."

"Your appetite... is far too great!"

Lu Chen remained calm and composed, cupping his hands in greeting:

"This senior is..."

The man in black robes snorted coldly, and a chilling aura suddenly rose around him:

"Ink veins, dark eyes!"

"So it was just a nobody..."

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow, initially assuming this person was the leader of the Qing Clan, so he didn't need to give him any face. However, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a gloomy tone, "Leader Mo Tong, are you trying to fool me into thinking I'm an ignorant child?"

"As one of the thirty-six unparalleled divine powers listed in the Great Thousand Worlds, is the value of the Eight-Part Pagoda not even comparable to a sacred artifact?"

"Moreover, compared to other peerless divine abilities, the Eight-Part Pagoda is particularly special. Once you obtain it, you can use it directly without having to painstakingly comprehend it or spend a lot of resources to cultivate it. In terms of value, it far surpasses other peerless divine abilities!"

"Such a treasure, surely it can be exchanged for a piece of material to break through to the Saint-grade physical body?"

"Do you believe that if I sell the Eight-Part Floating Pagoda to other ancient clans, they will sell everything they own to gather enough resources for me to break through to the Saint rank?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Tong's expression changed drastically, and he was speechless for a moment. It wasn't that he had no other ideas, but the thought that because of him, this Heavenly Lord would have to sell the Eight-Part Pagoda to other ancient races made him hesitate.

The crime of losing the clan's secret technique is one that even the head of a lineage cannot bear.

"What the Heavenly Emperor requests is indeed not excessive..."

At this moment, a man in a black robe stepped out of the air. He was extremely handsome, and his body was surrounded by a galaxy of spiritual light.

"I am Xuan Guang, the head of the Xuan lineage. My lineage is willing to offer three peerless immortal artifacts to assist the Heavenly Lord in his cultivation."

As soon as he finished speaking, an elderly man with gray hair beside Qing Yanjing coughed lightly and said, "My Qing Clan is also willing to offer three peerless immortal-grade spiritual treasures..."

Then, everyone's eyes were focused on Mo Tong.

The leader of the Ink Clan's face alternated between pale and flushed before he finally gritted his teeth and said, "My Ink Clan will also offer three items..."

Qing Yanjing's beautiful eyes flickered as she looked at Lu Chen and said with a smile, "Nine peerless immortal-grade spiritual treasures are enough for a Heavenly Monarch to cultivate a perfect immortal-grade physical body, and there's still plenty to spare."

"As for the sacred items, my Futu Ancient Clan also has a sacred item of Lei Luan's essence blood, which we will also present to the Heavenly Lord. What do you say?"

Lu Chen's gaze sharpened, then he smiled and said, "Aunt Jing is very generous. I am naturally willing to exchange for such terms."

Qing Yanjing gently raised her hand, and a spirit array scroll, like a galaxy, enveloped the Xuan Tian Mirror and the Nine-Turn Supreme Pill, flying towards Lu Chen. A gentle smile filled her eyes.

"In that case..."

"Why don't you come back to the Ancient Buddha Clan with me..."

"Personally select the spiritual items you need?"

Lu Chen put away the Zhou Tian Star Chart, but put the Xuan Tian Mirror and the Nine Revolutions Supreme Pill into another Qiankun Bracelet, thinking to himself, "These two items are useless to me, so I can give them to Xiao Mu."

"We owe this great success to Aunt Jing's mediation. In the future, when Xiao Mu breaks through to the Heavenly Supreme Realm, he will be able to use these two items."

"Aunt Jing..."

Lu Chen suddenly remembered something and frowned slightly: "How did you find this place?"

Qing Yanjing's eyes flickered, and she lightly tapped her fingertips. A wisp of crystal-clear flame leaped out from Lu Chen's body, dancing merrily in her palm.

"This is……"

"That pagoda fire from back then?"

Lu Chen's pupils contracted slightly, and he immediately understood.

"don’t worry……"

Qing Yanjing gently extinguished the flame and explained in a soft voice:

"This fire originates from my natal pagoda..."

"Only I can sense its location..."

She paused, then added, "And it becomes undetectable beyond a million miles."

With a gentle wave of her hand, a space teleportation array, shimmering with starlight, slowly unfolded:

"It is said that……"

"My good-for-nothing son..."

"Were they placed in the Western Continent by the Heavenly Emperor?"

A mischievous smile played in her eyes:
"Why not go the same way..."

"Take him back to his clan?"

Lu Chen laughed loudly and stepped into the formation: "I couldn't be happier!"

"Let's take a look at this kid..."

"Are you slacking off?!"

The teleportation array shone brightly, and six figures stepped into it one after another. Qing Yanjing waved her sleeve lightly, and the array immediately burst into dazzling starlight, gradually engulfing the figures.

……

After many days,

The Western Continent, the Lesser Western Realm.

The Holy City of the Luo Shen Clan, within the Luo Shen City.

"boom--!"

The clouds above the arena within the city were torn apart by the violent spiritual energy, and three identical figures of Mu Chen simultaneously formed hand seals. A purple-gold immortal body rose from the ground, with thousands of immortal divine runes flowing around it, and countless golden hand seals poured down like a torrential rain!

"One Qi transforms into Three Pure Ones?!"

The powerful figure opposite, dressed in a magnificent dragon robe, changed his expression drastically and hurriedly formed a hand seal. A majestic, gilded avatar suddenly appeared.

The dharma body wore a twelve-tassel crown and a black imperial robe with dragon patterns. Nine bronze cauldrons surrounded it, each engraved with ancient inscriptions that suppressed heaven and earth!
"The Emperor's Dragon Seal!"

The powerful figure in the dragon robe roared, and the nine cauldrons resonated in unison. A dragon-shaped hand seal that stretched across the heavens and earth roared out, colliding violently with the countless golden hand seals!

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, the protective array of the entire arena shook violently. The spectators retreated hastily, but a graceful figure in a white dress remained motionless on the high platform.

"Your Majesty..."

The maid beside her whispered, "Young Master Mu Chen, he..."

The woman in the white dress smiled slightly, her delicate hand gently stroking the Luoshen Sword at her waist: "Just watch..."

"He's going to win."

Sure enough, as the smoke and dust cleared, the three figures of Mu Chen suddenly merged into one. He now held a jet-black spear, its tip pressed just three inches from the throat of the dragon-robed expert!

"Senior Emperor Xia, you flatter me."

Mu Chen stood with his gun sheathed, his fighting spirit undiminished. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly seemed to sense something and abruptly looked up—

Above the clouds, a familiar figure in white stood smiling, his gentle gaze piercing through the bustling arena and landing on him.

"mother?!"

Mu Chen's eyes widened instantly, and the black spear in his hand clattered to the ground. This young powerhouse, who once dominated the Western Heaven Continent, was now as helpless as a child.

Qing Yanjing deactivated the teleportation array, her gentle voice echoing throughout the entire area:
"Chen'er, have you had enough fun?"

"Mom, we've come to take you home..."

　One more chapter, updated tonight.

　　
　
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