Volume 1, Chapter 473 – Old Debts

At the mention of opportunities, Qinglan shook her head slightly.

When Shi Lan crossed her Heaven-Man tribulation, she had already encountered a destructive lightning tribulation she had been utterly unable to withstand. If not for that streak of immortal light, even her true body could not have been preserved.

No matter how rich the opportunity, it meant nothing to her now.

The immortal path had never appeared in the Lingyang Realm. Divine Transformation was already its limit. To go one step further, without the power to contend against this world itself, there was only a dead end.

“Do you have a way to conceal the news? Do you need my help? The Lan Clan is extremely mixed in composition. Not all of them are absolutely loyal to you. Have you considered that?”

Feng Yichuan asked several questions in succession, then slowly said,

“You want to take the entire Lan Clan away. That is no small movement. It is highly likely to alarm the Demon Emperor Palace. If a Demon Emperor notices, even I will be held to account.”

The Lan Clan’s development in recent days had already drawn the attention of many great clans. It was entirely possible that spies planted by several other great demon clans were mixed in among them.

“Those willing to follow me beyond the realm, I will naturally take with me. Those unwilling, I will not force. As for whether they are loyal or not, once we reach beyond the realm, that will not matter.”

Qinglan had long since considered this. The day she left Lingyang would be the day the Lan Clan vanished completely from the Boundless Demon Domain.

The Demon Race members who went with her would from then on sever all ties with the Lingyang Realm. She would not keep that spatial passage either. Once they arrived in that great world, she would destroy it.

Too many uncertainties existed within a great world. Those supreme existences there were unfathomably deep. She did not wish to bring some uncontrollable trouble back to Lingyang, even if this world would not accept her.

“Then go.”

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Feng Yichuan slowly walked toward the hall doors.

“The road is beneath your own feet. How you walk it depends on you. Since I said back then that I would leave the Lan Clan in place and let it develop as it wished, I will not go back on my word. Over the next few days, I will help you manage things above and below and divert the attention of those great clans. Seize your moment well.”

“Many thanks, Feather Emperor.”

Qinglan bowed.

“There is no need to thank me. This is only a transaction. I still have matters that require Shi Lan to handle.”

When he reached the hall entrance, the Feather Emperor stopped and said blandly,

“However… I hope you can stay alive as well. A path different from those who came before is not an easy one to walk.”

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Vast Land of Shenzhou, Chengtian Domain, Xianwu City.

After a period of recuperation, and with large numbers of factions and people moving in, Xianwu City was now even more prosperous than before.

Unlike the old days, when the Sacred Martial Immortal Sect had dominated alone, the city now contained quite a few more forces, with more than five first-grade powers among them.

The Langya Grotto-Heaven had appeared, and an ancient Great Emperor had reemerged in the mortal world.

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Although it was only a remnant soul, that news still brought the Chengtian Domain into the sight of many powerful clans and great families across Shenzhou. One after another, they entered the field, driving stakes into this bitter, barren land that people had once looked down upon.

In the north of the city, at the end of a long street, stood a magnificent manor.

In front of the manor was parked a carriage, wrought entirely of jade and gilded gold, drawn by eight spirit beasts with thick, powerful limbs and hooves. Several guards stood nearby, their blood and qi vigorous as flood dragons, their fierce air impossible to conceal with a glance.

On the manor’s lofty plaque were inscribed the four large characters “Manor of Heavenlord Yu.” Every stroke and hook was filled with fluctuations of the laws, ensuring that the plaque would not be worn down by time, nor be harmed by fire or water, and could be passed down for a thousand generations.

Inside the main hall of the residence, a young man sat in the seat of honor with a calm expression, while a middle-aged man in a dark-gold brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns sat at his side.

“Heavenlord Yu, the banner of my Lan family is not something you can invoke so lightly. I hope you understand that.”

“Young Master Lan may simply call me Yu Hong. I understand the rules.”

The middle-aged man dipped his head slightly and said,

“The situation in the Chengtian Domain is chaotic now. I have spent a fair few thousand years in Xianwu City, and I have some connections. I ought to be of some help to the Lan family.”

The young man shook his head slightly. Even when facing a Heavenlord, his bearing remained lofty.

“At present, my family’s old ancestor lacks nothing except immortal herbs that can extend lifespan, and they must be at least seventh-rank to have any effect at all.”

Yu Hong’s expression changed slightly.

As for extending lifespan, it depended on what sort of person one was trying to prolong the life of. For ordinary martial artists in the Myriad Phenomena Realm or even the Nascent Soul Realm, the vast majority of seventh-rank immortal herbs had the effect of extending lifespan. They could nourish hidden injuries within the body, restore some vitality, and lengthen one’s years.

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The Lan family’s old ancestor had stood at the Emperor level for more than tens of thousands of years. Even among the Human Emperors, he counted as one of the foremost experts.

To extend the lifespan of such a powerhouse, one would likely need the very finest class of seventh-rank immortal herb, and it would have to be the nourishing kind.

Such a rare treasure was no less valuable than an ordinary eighth-rank immortal herb. Its worth was immeasurable. Even if Yu Hong put his entire fortune on the line, it still might not be enough.

“Young Master Lan, might there be some room for flexibility? I will do my utmost to find the immortal herb.”

Yu Hong lowered his posture to the extreme. He urgently needed a powerful protective umbrella now, and for that, he was willing to pay any price.

Because he had coveted the Sword Emperor’s Dao Treasury, he had once sent people to ambush and kill Shi Lan at the border.

Shi Lan might not necessarily know that the matter had anything to do with him, but Yu Hong had no confidence. Shi Lan’s rate of growth filled him with an indescribable terror.

Back when Xianwu City had fought its decisive battle against the Demon Race, what cultivation had Shi Lan possessed?

The Heavenly Astral Realm!

To put it harshly, he could have crushed her to death with a single finger.

Yet not long ago, vague news had come that she had already stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm and had even directly crushed the human race’s number one prodigy.

Less than three years had passed between those two points!

Throughout the Vast Land of Shenzhou, Shi Lan’s name had already spread far and wide. She was like a blazing sun rising higher and higher, her radiance eclipsing the starry sky and shining over the lands of the nine domains.

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In less than three years, Shi Lan had already grown to a point close to his own. If, in the future, Shi Lan stepped into the Heaven-Man Realm, or even into the Emperor Dao domain, and chose to investigate this matter thoroughly, it would be hard to avoid some clue slipping out.

Once the deed was exposed, there would be only death waiting for him. In an instant, the entire Manor of Heavenlord Yu would be reduced to ashes, and a foundation built over ten thousand years would be destroyed in a single day.

Boom!

As the two were in the middle of their discussion, a tremendous explosion suddenly sounded overhead.

A purple long rainbow tore through the flight-ban formation in the sky and hovered above the Manor of Heavenlord Yu in an extraordinarily flamboyant display.

To Xianwu City, this was undoubtedly an extremely arrogant provocation.

The auras of dozens of Heaven-Men erupted in an instant, and the faint outline of the Emperor Dao domain even appeared.

After seeing the royal carriage suspended above the Manor of Heavenlord Yu, a portion of those Heaven-Men fell silent and retreated even faster than they had arrived. The Emperor Dao domain that had just revealed a slight fluctuation also slowly shrank, dissolving into nothingness before anyone noticed.

It was King Xuan’s carriage. Who would dare stop it?!

Even tearing down Xianwu City would be nothing more than a single sentence from King Xuan.

The few remaining Heaven-Men did not recognize King Xuan’s carriage, but they did not dare move rashly either. The strange beasts drawing the carriage gave them an incomparably terrifying feeling. They were not necessarily their match.

Shi Lan slowly stepped out of the royal carriage and swept her gaze over the manor below, her eyes devoid of even the slightest warmth.