100: Chapter 100 Dragon Ball

The clouds above Heavenly Saint City closed up once more.

The bloodstains on the white jade square were washed clean by the Great Xia Black Armor Army. Tianji's corpse was refined by the Formation, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

The Great Xia Dynasty's confidence was stronger than ever. The Master of Tianji Pavilion had personally intervened and slaughtered the Upper Realm Messenger like a dog; who in the Central Plains would still dare to harbor ill intentions?

The top floor of the Star-Plucking Tower.

Gu Sheng toyed with the kunlun mirror imitation. There was a crack on the mirror's surface, caused by the shock from a fragment of an Extreme Dao Imperial Weapon.

"Can this thing be repaired?" Gu Sheng asked in his mind.

[It can be repaired. Deducting 100,000 destiny points. The System provides a seamless repair service, with a bonus Upper Realm aura masking function.]

Gu Sheng didn't hesitate and directly paid the points.

A white light flashed, and the crack on the mirror's surface vanished. The ancient bronze mirror emitted a warm luster, its original lofty Immortal Qi completely concealed, turning it into a restrained, top-tier Magic Treasure.

"I'll keep it for Ji Ruxue's protection." Gu Sheng tossed the bronze mirror onto the table. Since his Disciple was being targeted by the Upper Realm, he had to give her something to save her life.

The door was pushed open.

Su Jiuer walked in carrying a thick stack of dossiers and placed them on the desk.

"Pavilion Master, the battle reports from the Eastern Region and the Western Desolation have arrived." Su Jiuer stepped aside.

Gu Sheng flipped open the one on top.

In the Eastern Region, Ye Yuan had skinned the Dragon Emperor and pulled out its tendons, taking both the Dragon Pearl and the Dragon Tendons. The Penglai Sword Sect had completely become a vassal of the Ye Family, and Chu Kuantren now boasted to everyone about the might of the Ye Family's Quasi-Emperor.

The Lingxu, Changsheng, and Yanyu Pavilions were all collectively playing dead. Even that old beggar Li Xiaoyao had closed his doors to guests, fearing that Ye Yuan would come knocking to collect protection fees.

As for that old monk from the Great Leiyin Temple, he had lost the dragon-subduing alms bowl, spat out half a catty of blood, and fled back to the Western Desolation in disgrace.

"Have Xuan Kong and the others returned?" Gu Sheng asked.

"Replying to the Pavilion Master, Lord Xuan Kong and the Goddess Luo are on a Flying Boat heading back. Divine Son Ye sent word that he took the dragon-subduing alms bowl to feed the dogs, as he found the smell of bald donkeys on it repulsive."

Gu Sheng was amused. This Clone of Ye Yuan's was even more arrogant than he was.

Using the Great Leiyin Temple's supreme treasure to feed dogs—those monks of the Buddhist Sect would probably be so angry they'd pass into nirvana.

He flipped open the second dossier.

The battle situation on the border of the Western Desolation. Jian Wuji led the Sword Cultivators of the Sword Burial Abyss, wielding the Incomplete Manual of the Great Compassion Ode and the precept-breaking blade, sending the Eighteen Arhats of the Great Leiyin Temple fleeing in panic.

Three died, five were crippled. The rest fled back to the Great Leiyin Temple and immediately announced they were going into secluded cultivation.

"What's the word from the Great Leiyin Temple?" Gu Sheng closed the dossier.

"The mountain-sealing Formation is fully active. Scouts report that golden light from the back mountain of the Great Leiyin Temple is soaring into the sky, suggesting that an Ancient Buddha is awakening," Su Jiuer answered.

Gu Sheng tapped the tabletop.

The Buddhist Sect had suffered such a great loss; it was only a matter of time before they awakened their foundations. In the struggle of the Great Era, what mattered was whose family had more old monsters. The Heavenly Secrets Pavilion was currently holding the fort with Chen Changsheng and a few trial cards, but it would still be a bit weak if they truly had to face those Ancient Buddhas who had lived for over a hundred thousand years.

He pulled up the System panel.

Balance of destiny points: 4.1 million.

"Open the Emperor-grade card pool," Gu Sheng ordered.

[Deducting 1,000,000 destiny points. Emperor-grade card pool opening...]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a Great Emperor-grade character summoning card: White-Robed God King Jiang Taixu (Permanent).]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a Great Emperor-grade Formation: Zhou Tian Star Array (Incomplete Version).]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained special items: Three pieces of Enlightenment Tea Leaves.]

Gu Sheng stared at the words on the panel, his finger frozen in mid-air.

A permanent Great Emperor-grade character card.

Previously, he had only drawn Quasi-Emperors or time-limited trial cards. This time, he had directly gotten a permanent Great Emperor.

White-Robed God King Jiang Taixu. If this name were put out there, it could scare the wits out of those old monsters in the Central Plains.

"System, can the Laws of the Heavenly Dao withstand the descent of a Great Emperor now?" Gu Sheng asked.

[The progress of the Golden Great Era has reached 80%. The suppression of the Heavenly Dao has been significantly weakened. Great Emperor-grade characters can be born normally, but taking action will attract Heavenly Punishment. It is recommended to use them as a nuclear deterrent.]

Gu Sheng understood. He could look but not use them freely. However, it was enough to hold down the fort.

"Jiuer," Gu Sheng spoke.

"Pavilion Master."

"Spread the word. On the first of next month, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion will hold the Myriad Treasures Auction in Heavenly Saint City. The finale items: one Enlightenment Tea Leaf, one imitation of an Upper Realm Immortal Artifact, and one Incomplete Manual of a Great Emperor-grade Cultivation Technique."

Su Jiuer was stunned.

Enlightenment Tea Leaves? A Great Emperor-grade Cultivation Technique? Any one of these items could make the Holy Lands of the Four Regions fight until their brains were bashed out.

"Pavilion Master, won't this cause too much of a stir? We haven't figured out the background of the Southern Border and the Northern Plains yet..."

"It has to be big." Gu Sheng stood up. "The Great Era has just begun, and those old monsters are all watching. If the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion doesn't give them a little sweetness, how could they be willing to bring out their life savings? Send invitations to every influential power in the Four Regions. Don't leave out the Great Leiyin Temple either; send their abbot a VIP invitation."

Su Jiuer took her orders and withdrew.

Eastern Region.

Tianshui City.

On the original site of the Haiyue Inn, a brand-new pavilion rose from the ground. Two large characters, "Ye Manor," were written on the plaque.

Chu Kuangren stood guard outside with the Disciples of the Penglai Sword Sect.

Ye Yuan sat in the main seat of the hall. The golden Dragon Tendon was wrapped around his waist, and he was tossing a fist-sized Dragon Pearl in his hand.

The Dragon Pearl sealed the remaining Origin of the Dragon Emperor, and the Spiritual Qi was so dense it was almost solid.

Nie Xiao stood aside, holding his broken blade.

"Young Lord, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion in the Central Plains has sent an invitation." Chu Kuangren walked in, holding a purple-gold invitation with both hands.

Ye Yuan took the invitation and glanced at it.

Myriad Treasures Auction.

"That kid Gu Sheng really knows how to do business." Ye Yuan threw the invitation onto the table. "He just slaughtered someone from the Upper Realm and immediately holds an auction. He's trying to fleece the entire world."

Chu Kuangren lowered his head, not daring to respond. In the entire Eastern Region, the only one who dared to call the Master of Tianji Pavilion by his name was this Divine Son of the Ye Family.

"Go to the warehouse and pick out a few pieces of junk that are somewhat presentable," Ye Yuan instructed. "On the first of next month, this Divine Son will personally go to the Central Plains to join the fun."

Chu Kuangren hurriedly took his orders and left.

Ye Yuan looked at the Dragon Pearl in his hand. The situation in the Eastern Region was already settled; the Dragon Clan was finished, and the three pavilions had become shrinking turtles. There was no more fun to be had here. The Central Plains was the real stage.