Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Sea Beast Heavenly Island, as a sacred place and one of the top forces in the North Sea, possesses unimaginable strength and power.

The resources required to maintain the normal daily operation of such a behemoth are naturally terrifying, amounting to a massive quantity.

Therefore, within its vast territory, all forces are required to pay tribute to it every thousand years. This has become an established fact and a tradition that has continued uninterrupted for tens of thousands of years.

Other holy sites probably also have corresponding uniforms, which is not unusual in the cultivation world.

Correspondingly, since it was a form of conscription, there would naturally be some conditions in exchange. In order to appease the people, the Sea Beast Heavenly Island, while receiving tribute from all sides, also naturally assumed the responsibility of protecting all sides.

However, this protection is not inward, but outward. Therefore, the Sea Beast Sky Island does not concern itself with the power struggles within its territory. Only changes in the power outside its territory attract its attention.

In addition, each faction will periodically allocate a certain number of slots for its disciples to join the Sea Beast Heavenly Island and become inner disciples.

This act is both a blessing and a means of strengthening the absolute dominance of the Holy Land.

After all, no matter how large the Holy Land is, it is impossible to completely control the entire area of ​​a million miles. Other forces have taken root and flourished in many other places. Sea Beast Heavenly Island, on the other hand, is firmly located in the center, guarding the core and controlling the overall situation.

The relationship between the two is like that between a local vassal king and the central emperor, except that the emperor's power is far greater than that of the vassal king.

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Listening to Shi Huishan's explanation, Yu Changsheng pondered, understanding much more than before, and shook his head, muttering to himself:

"Isn't this the same principle as taxation? In this light, the entire North Sea region may seem like a scattered mess, but it also has its own core, which is the Holy Land."

"With the Holy Land in place, no matter how these various forces may have conflicts on ordinary days, they can all unite and turn outwards when it comes to crucial moments. The Holy Land is the core key to unifying the whole situation, like the main stream of a great river, from which all other branches follow."

Shi Huishan scratched his head, pondered for a while, swallowed, and nodded, saying:

"That's the point. However, it's a little different from taxes. While the Holy Land receives these tribute resources, it also gets some benefits, such as special admission quotas without examinations. Also, when certain special secret realms open, the Holy Land doesn't keep them all to itself; some quotas are distributed among various forces."

"It's also a way of giving them some face."

Shi Huishan waved his hand, shrugged, and chuckled, saying this.

Yu Changsheng lowered his brows, his eyes flashing slightly. His gaze followed the crowd back to the massive ship belonging to the Mo family, a profound meaning flashing in his eyes.

"The Mohist school, mechanical arts, this is something I have almost never heard of in Wuzhou, and there are few records of it in the classics. I didn’t expect to see it here."

Yu Changsheng smiled slightly, a hint of interest stirring within him.

Shi Huishan nodded, and spoke with a sigh after some thought:

"Thanks to the connections with the Mo family, whichever Mo family genius disciple is on board this boat, they can be directly admitted to the inner sect, and they are most likely not ordinary inner sect disciples, but probably..."

The inner sect elders and disciples.

There was a hint of envy in his tone, but that was all; he could do nothing about it.

Upon hearing this, Yu Changsheng pondered for a moment, smiled wryly, and did not reply. He merely glanced once more at the giant ship before withdrawing his attention.

The Mo family's giant ship sailed across the sea like a celestial whale, cutting through the waves and attracting countless eyes wherever it went. The ship was expensive and extremely luxurious, and was shrouded in several terrifying formations, which not only provided attack and defense but also blocked the many probing eyes from the outside world.

"How extravagant! Just one voyage, and they've even adopted this warlike tone."

Shi Huishan glanced enviously at the Mo family's giant ship, filled with emotion.

"This giant ship is of immeasurable value. The array formations on it alone would be impossible for even a Nascent Soul True Venerable to break. In addition, it carries a series of weapons. This giant ship can be said to be equivalent to a Nascent Soul warrior. Such a magical treasure is rare even in the Mo family."

Upon hearing this, Yu Changsheng was slightly startled.

Shi Huishan exhaled a soft breath and continued:

"It seems that the people on board this boat, even if they are from the Mo family, are all true direct disciples with noble status. Such people will not lack flatterers even if they arrive at the Sea Beast Heavenly Island."

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As Shi Huishan muttered to himself, at the same time, on the deck of the Mo family's giant ship, a tall and handsome young man dressed in elegant clothes stood quietly, letting the sea breeze blow against his cheeks, lifting a few strands of hair on his forehead to reveal an exceptionally handsome face.

This young man stood tall and straight, like a pine tree on a high mountain, slender and agile. His face was sharply defined, as if carved by a knife and axe, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted into his temples, and his eyes were deep and cold like stars, bright and sharp, as if they could see through all the mysteries of the world.

He wore a long, moon-white robe, its hem fluttering in the breeze. The robe was embroidered with mysterious runes and auspicious patterns, shimmering with a faint spiritual light. The collar and cuffs were trimmed with fine silver thread, which gleamed in the sunlight, highlighting his noble status.

His demeanor was composed, a faint smile playing on his lips, yet tinged with humility. His steps were light and graceful, seemingly leisurely, yet an invisible pressure emanated from him. He appeared calm and youthful, much like Yu Changsheng, but his cultivation aura had reached the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm!

It is the Mo family, the second young master, Mo Qianxun!

Surrounding Mo Qianxun, dozens of guards respectfully served him, their heads slightly bowed, saying nothing, but occasionally glancing at Mo Qianxun with intense fanaticism in their eyes.

After a long while, Mo Qianxun withdrew her gaze, ignoring the various gazes that were prying at her from all directions, and smiled lightly, saying:

"This trip off the island coincides with the centennial ceremony of the Sea Beast Heavenly Island's disciple recruitment. The journey has been quite lively, with many powerful forces moving in response. It seems that another series of fierce battles is about to unfold, which will surely be incredibly exciting. How interesting."

A servant who appeared to be a butler stepped forward, head bowed, expression extremely respectful, and answered softly:

"That's right, young master. In a while, the Starfall Secret Realm of Sea Beast Heavenly Island will also open soon. There are countless opportunities there, and many powerful forces are hoping that their disciples can achieve something in it and want to get a share of the pie. Therefore, there should be quite a few new faces appearing during this opportunity."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed deep within Mo Qianxun's eyes. She smiled faintly, and seemingly out of nowhere, produced a folding fan, exhaled softly, and said:

"That's true. The Starfall Secret Realm is unique to the Holy Land. It is full of extraordinary mysteries and offers a supreme opportunity to help people break through from the Purple Mansion to the Nascent Soul stage. It's really hard not to be tempted."

"And once any of the younger generation in the Holy Land breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, they will be qualified to compete for the position of Holy Son of the Sea Beast Heavenly Island. It seems that this will be another fierce battle. It is enough to make all those who are watching move in response."

"Hehe," Mo Qianxun chuckled, the meaning of which was unclear.

The butler lowered his head, respectfully clasped his hands in a bow, and continued in a respectful voice:

"With your strength, young master, you are undoubtedly one of the best in the North Sea. The rest are just small fry and crabs, so you are naturally not afraid of them. This time when you leave the island, you will surely be invincible and stand out from the crowd."

After speaking, Mo Qianxun gave him a deep look, clicked her tongue, and slowly shook her head. Her composure and smile remained unchanged as she simply said:

"We can't underestimate the talents of this world. However, for me, success or failure is one thing. I'd like to see what kind of brilliance the geniuses in this holy land possess."

"I am determined to go to the Starfall Secret Realm; the rest is up to fate."

"Yes," the butler replied respectfully.

"Speaking of Holy Sons of Holy Lands, I heard recently from the Southern Region, in the Mengyao Holy Land, that a new generation of Mengyao Holy Son has been established?"

Mo Qianxun pondered for a moment, then asked in a tone tinged with surprise and doubt.

The butler frowned slightly, then nodded respectfully in reply:

"That is indeed the case. It happened two months ago. Huangpu Yuanji, the candidate Holy Son of Mengyao Holy Land, broke through to the Nascent Soul stage. He then challenged and defeated other candidates along the way, and finally succeeded in ascending to the Dao. With his outstanding appearance, he became the well-deserved Holy Son of Mengyao."

"This matter has caused quite a stir. The Mengyao Holy Land even sent out invitations to various forces to pay their respects and witness the appearance of the Mengyao Holy Son. Among them, our Mo family in the Southern Region was also on the invitation list."

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianxun nodded slightly, a smile playing on her lips, and said with a hint of surprise in her tone:

"This Huangpu Yuanji can be considered a prodigy. I've heard that he was born in the barbarian lands of the Southern Region and the Five Continents of the Eastern Wilderness. He was the crown prince of a small country and rose against all odds to become the Holy Son of a Holy Land. He must have some amazing abilities, hehe."

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"Compared to the young master, there is still some gap."

The butler lowered his head and spoke with a respectful tone tinged with a hint of flattery, but his manner and expression were utterly sincere.

Mo Qianxun was taken aback, glanced at the steward indifferently, and said, "Alright, there's no need to flatter me. He can be the Holy Son of a Holy Land and break through to the Nascent Soul stage at a young age to become a True Venerable. I know I can't compare to him. You don't need to flatter me like this. I know my own limitations."

"Uh," the butler paused, scratched his head, and gave an embarrassed smile.

Then, his eyes darted around, and he said:

"However, I have heard something else. Before Huangpu Yuanji broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, his Purple Mansion Dao Body left in the Five Continents was destroyed by a cultivator from another minor sect. As a result, Huangpu Yuanji's Purple Mansion was incomplete, and his original plan was ruined. In the end, he had no choice but to become a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although he was top-notch, he was not perfect and had some flaws."

"Oh?" Mo Qianxun became interested and raised an eyebrow to ask.

"Interesting. Although it was only a Purple Mansion Dao Body, how could a cultivator from a small sect in that barbaric land of the Southern Wilderness have the ability to kill him?"

"That's really strange. What's that kid's name? Which sect did he come from?"

"I've heard that he's a cultivator from the Myriad Manifestations Sect of Wuzhou, one of the five continents of the Eastern Wilderness, named Yu Changsheng."

The butler pondered for a moment, then spoke, his tone filled with disbelief and wonder.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qianxun frowned deeply, and after a long while, a sense of surprise and uncertainty flashed across his face.

"Wanxiang Sect, Wuzhou..."

"Where do I feel like I've heard of this place before?"

Mo Qianxun murmured, and the butler looked at her with confusion.

"Never mind. I can't remember."

After a long while, Mo Qianxun shook her head, her expression returning to calm. She didn't dwell on the matter any longer, but instead asked:

"For a generation of Mengyao Saint Son to have his Dao Body killed by a cultivator from a minor sect, resulting in a flaw in his Dao and an obstruction in his Dao Heart, would be a laughing stock if word got out. This would probably be a lifelong disgrace for Huangpu Yuanji. The two can only fight to the death."

"This Yu Changsheng is indeed a man of some importance."

The butler chuckled, hesitated for a moment, swallowed hard, and spoke in a low voice:

"Besides that, there is some other news about Yu Changsheng. After Yu Changsheng killed Huangpu Yuanji's Purple Mansion Dao Body, he was hunted down by Huangpu Hongxuan and Elder Meng Xiangrui of Mengyao Holy Land. In the end, he even forcefully killed Elder Meng Xiangrui's Origin Avatar in the Yunbo Desert of the Southern Region. The Avatar contained the peak cultivation of Purple Mansion, but it still could not stop Yu Changsheng. In the end, he left gracefully."

"At that time, it had only been a few months since Yu Changsheng advanced to the Purple Mansion realm..."

The butler lowered his head and spoke softly, his words hesitant and strange.

As expected, upon hearing this, Mo Qianxun's eyebrows twitched violently, a look of shock appearing deep in her eyes. She exhaled a heavy breath, her brows furrowed, and she spoke in a deep voice:

"You mean, he killed Meng Xiangrui's clone, who was at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, as soon as he entered the Purple Mansion realm?"

"Yes, there should be no mistake. This matter is hardly a secret in the Mengyao Holy Land."

The butler nodded.

"It is said that Yu Changsheng used the Heavenly Dao Golden Core to assist the Heavenly Dao Qi, and broke through the Golden Core with nine patterns to advance to the Purple Mansion. When he broke through, the gate of the Purple Mansion was a thousand feet high, and he reached the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion as soon as he broke through."

"A thousand feet?"

Mo Qianxun was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise.

"Um……"

"If that's the case, then it's not surprising. Under such circumstances, it seems plausible that someone could kill a peak Purple Mansion realm cultivator..."

Mo Qianxun lowered her brows and rubbed her temples, her tone becoming more serious as she asked:

"By the way, how old is he?"

"This..." The butler hesitated, then looked at Mo Qianxun and spoke softly with his lips twitching.

"According to them, he should be under the age of sixty..."

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence. Mo Qianxun's expression changed, and after a long silence, he smiled and shook his head.

"Not yet half a level, meaning not yet thirty. To be able to defeat a peak Purple Mansion cultivator before thirty, it seems he's also a Saint Son level figure. This Huangfu Yuanji has met a formidable opponent." (End of Chapter)