235: Meng Lang Communications

BOOM—!!!

The nine-petaled lotus atop the furnace lid suddenly bloomed!

A thick, incredibly condensed beam of reddish-gold light,

like a roaring golden dragon, soared from the furnace into the sky,

instantly piercing the ceiling of the quiet room and shooting straight into the churning sea of reddish-gold clouds high above!

A dragon's roar shook the heavens! Radiant light shone in ten thousand directions!

The entire Luoxia Peak fell silent!

Countless gazes, filled with shock and awe, stared fixedly at that golden pillar of light connecting heaven and earth!

The light pillar lasted for a full ten breaths before slowly dissipating.

The reddish-gold clouds above Luoxia Peak also gradually faded away,

leaving behind only the lingering pure yang aura in the air and the shocking dragon roar echoing in everyone's hearts.

Inside the quiet room, Yao Delong let out a long breath. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were filled with wild joy!

With a wave of his hand, nine pills—each the size of a dragon's eye, perfectly round, radiating brilliant golden light,

and branded with nine profound reddish-gold patterns on their surfaces—

flew into the top-grade cold jade bottle he had prepared, as if they possessed a spirit of their own!

The nine revolutions profound yang pill! Rank six, Medium Grade! Perfect quality!

It was done!

Just as Yao Delong finished putting away the jade bottle, a ripple came from the Immortal Cave's Restriction.

A cold sword light, carrying a hint of urgency and joy, landed. It was Lin Qingxue.

“Senior Brother!”

Lin Qingxue stepped quickly into the quiet room, her elegant face flushed with a hint of red.

She had clearly seen the earth-shattering pill cloud phenomenon just now, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with brilliance.

“You... you succeeded?”

“Yes, by a stroke of luck.”

Yao Delong smiled slightly. Seeing his Junior Sister's concerned look,

warmth flowed through his heart, and he couldn't help but reach out to give her smooth cheek a light kiss.

Lin Qingxue's face turned even redder, but she didn't dodge. Instead, she said with a touch of pride:

“Senior Brother, it’s settled on Senior Sister Han Yun's side too!

As soon as she heard you were leading the team and had my guarantee,

and that the gains from the Secret Realm would be distributed according to contribution, she agreed immediately!

She said that to thank you for giving her this opportunity, she will definitely assist you with all her strength in the Burial God Abyss, without question!”

“Good!”

Yao Delong was secretly pleased. With Han Yun's Late Nascent Soul Stage strength and her background as the Peak Master's daughter, she was definitely a powerful ally!

The final piece of the team's puzzle was finally in place!

Looking at his peerlessly beautiful Junior Sister with her shimmering eyes, Yao Delong felt a surge of heat in his heart.

He wrapped his arm around her slender waist, wanting to share some intimacy and earn some yin-yang value while he was at it.

However, a cold notification sounded ruthlessly in his Sea of Consciousness:

【Ding! Warning: It has been less than 24 hours since the target Lin Qingxue last underwent deep Yin-Yang Harmony. Another harmony will not grant yin-yang value rewards!】

“...”

Yao Delong's movements froze. He inwardly cursed the System's Restriction for being so ill-timed.

He could only let go resentfully, suppressing the romantic thoughts in his heart, and said seriously:

“Junior Sister, you've worked hard. With Senior Sister Han joining, we have a better chance on this trip.

You've only recently broken through, and... cough, go back and consolidate your cultivation and build up your strength.

The trip to the Burial God Abyss will not be a smooth path; there will certainly be fierce battles!”

Lin Qingxue felt her Senior Brother's momentary stiffness and his awkwardness in forcedly changing the subject.

Being ice-smart, she immediately understood the reason. A rosy blush rose on her cool face,

and she gave Yao Delong a seductive roll of her eyes, letting out a soft huff:

“I know. Senior Brother, don't overwork yourself either.”

After saying that, she turned into a cold sword light and gracefully departed.

After seeing off his Junior Sister, Yao Delong was preparing to head to Heavenly Sword Peak when the Restriction outside his cave rippled again.

A young Disciple wearing an earthy-yellow Disciple's robe, with a cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage,

was standing somewhat uneasily at the entrance of the Immortal Cave.

Yao Delong raised an eyebrow, opened the Restriction, and walked out.

As soon as the Disciple saw Yao Delong, he immediately bowed, his respectful expression tinged with nervousness:

“Disciple Wang Yan of Tuyao Peak pays his respects to Senior Brother Yao!”

“What is it?” Yao Delong asked indifferently.

Wang Yan looked left and right, then lowered his voice, transmitting his words so only the two of them could hear:

“Senior Brother Yao, it... it was Senior Brother Meng Lang who sent me.”

Yao Delong's eyes narrowed! Meng Lang? He immediately realized there was important news!

“Follow me.”

Yao Delong remained calm, turning to lead Wang Yan into the front courtyard of the cave, and waved his hand to set up a Formation to block any probes.

Once the Formation was active, Wang Yan clearly breathed a sigh of relief and spoke faster:

“Senior Brother Yao, Senior Brother Meng told me to inform you as soon as possible: Xiao Chen has awakened!”

Yao Delong's gaze turned cold. As expected!

“He gave his two slots to Meng Bi and Scar!”

Wang Yan continued, “There's another slot, but it's currently unknown who it was given to.

But most importantly, Xiao Chen has already contacted his mother through a secret channel!

His mother is mobilizing the forces of the Moyang Sect, preparing to use any means necessary in the Burial God Abyss Secret Realm...

to eliminate you! Senior Brother Meng wants you to be extremely careful!”

“Moyang Sect...” Cold light exploded in Yao Delong's eyes, his killing intent surging!

As expected, Xiao Chen's trump card wasn't within the Yin Yang Sect, but his mother, a Hall Master of the Moyang Sect!

It seemed the greatest threat in the Burial God Abyss wouldn't come from Xiao Chen himself,

but from the Nascent Soul reinforcements sent by the Moyang Sect, hidden in the shadows!

Perhaps... there would be more than one!

“I understand.” Yao Delong's voice was icy. “

Tell Meng Lang for me that the information is very valuable. Tell him to be careful himself and to keep an eye on Meng Bi and Xiao Chen's movements.”

“Yes! This Disciple will definitely deliver the message!”

Wang Yan hurriedly replied.

Yao Delong casually took out a bag containing five hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones and tossed it to Wang Yan:

“Thanks for the trip. This is for you.”

Wang Yan caught the bag, and after a sweep of his Divine Sense, his breath hitched, and a look of wild joy appeared on his face!

Five hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones! To an ordinary Foundation Establishment Disciple like him, this was an astronomical sum!

He bowed repeatedly, his voice cracking with excitement:

“Thank you, Senior Brother Yao! Thank you for your generous gift! This Disciple is willing to serve Senior Brother like a dog or a horse!”

“Go on.” Yao Delong waved his hand.

Wang Yan thanked him a thousand times, carefully stowed away the Spirit Stones, and quickly left Luoxia Peak.

“Moyang Sect... Nascent Soul helpers...”

A cold arc curled at the corner of Yao Delong's mouth.

He slowly clenched his fist, his knuckles letting out a soft pop.

“Want to kill me? Then let's see whose blade is faster, or if my fist is harder!

The Burial God Abyss... shall be your burial ground!”

Yao Delong sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing, his complexion returning to a healthy red.

Although refining the nine revolutions profound yang pill had consumed a lot of effort, his Foundation was robust.

After circulating his Blazing Sun True Essence for a few cycles, he had recovered most of it.

However, within his Dantian Qi Sea, that beyond-grade-nine pure yang creation golden core

remained dazzlingly bright, radiating vast and majestic power,

yet it was as if it were wrapped in an invisible, incredibly tough membrane,

unable to break through that barrier to transform the core into a soul.

“The opportunity... where exactly is it?”

Yao Delong's brow furrowed slightly. He could clearly feel that he was only one step away from the Nascent Soul stage.

His power had long since accumulated to its peak, even far exceeding that of a typical Early Nascent Soul Stage.

But the heritage of this beyond-grade-nine Golden Core was too profound. To break it open

and condense a Nascent Soul, the required opportunity would inevitably far exceed that of ordinary people.

Forcing the Breakthrough would be extremely risky and might even damage his dao foundation.

“Forget it, it can't be forced. Letting it happen naturally is the Righteous Path.”

He took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in his heart.

Right now, increasing his immediate combat power was the key.

On Junior Sister Lin Qingxue's side, the cooldown for Yin-Yang Harmony hadn't passed yet, so he couldn't "grind points" for now.

Although the essence consumed by Alchemy had recovered, a sense of mental fatigue remained.