Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

“You lot from Great Qian, look properly. Our Great Yu people are all assembled now. We’re not afraid of you anymore!” Guan Shanhai had been suppressed by Great Qian’s two immortals for half a day. Now, he could finally hold his head high.

“Yes! Our Great Yu people are all assembled now. You old relics of Great Qian, just you wait!”

“We’ll show you today why Great Yu could replace your Great Qian!”

“Our Emperor walked out of the Box World, earned the title of Heavenly Emperor in the outer world, and became the hegemon of the cosmos. Can your Great Qian do that?”

“You’re always flaunting your seniority. What use is seniority? Strength is everything!”

The Great Yu cultivators clamored loudly. Although Guan Shanhai’s prestige in the Great Yu Dynasty was at its zenith, he was still the second-ranking figure. Their true mainstay was Wu Yao.

Among the Transcendent Tribulation cultivators guarding the Cultivation World’s entrance was a friend of the Grand-Shifu. He contacted the Grand-Shifu via a quantum communicator, letting him watch the grand battle between Lu Yang and Wu Yao. The Grand-Shifu adjusted the angle of the screen slightly so that the inmates could see it as well.

The Great Yu inmates had been waiting, and finally, Wu Yao was here.

Even with his exceptional talent and knowledge, Wu Yao couldn’t make sense of the situation. Those speaking so arrogantly seemed to be loyal cultivators of Great Yu, and across from them were Great Qian cultivators. The Midheaven Emperor-Lord and the Fate Arbiter are over there as well?

Wu Yao’s mind was a mess. Not counting myself, there are already three immortals here? In other words, I’m not the first to be captured; Guan Shanhai and the others were caught too?

This makes sense. Although immortals rarely decide victory between themselves and capturing one alive is even more far-fetched, Yun Zhi’s power is on an entirely different level. She is capable of capturing Guan Shanhai and the others.

Wu Yao roughly understood the origins of Incarceration Peak. He cleared his throat and tried to maintain order.

“Everyone, quiet down. Now that we’re all prisoners, this is the time to be united. Why waste energy on internal conflict? In my view, we could join forces—”

“Join forces with your grandmother!” the Fate Arbiter cursed, shedding his refined, genteel strategist persona. The sight of Wu Yao infuriated him.

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord and I were hiding just fine in the sun, but this bastard Wu Yao had to place a seal on it, forcing us to spend a hundred thousand years breaking it. Yet we can’t even tell anyone about this. It’s too embarrassing.

Now that the culprit is finally here, if I don’t take revenge, can I still call myself a man? Where is the backbone of a cultivator?!

Wu Yao frowned, not understanding the Fate Arbiter’s hostility. “Fate Arbiter, we can sit down and talk this through—”

Before he could finish, the Midheaven Emperor-Lord kicked him. “Everyone, attack!”

Guan Shanhai had been waiting for Wu Yao to arrive, and so had the Midheaven Emperor-Lord and the Fate Arbiter.

Wu Yao was caught off guard by the kick, stumbling several steps and barely keeping his footing.

“Are you alright?” Guan Shanhai steadied him. Wu Yao was the spiritual pillar of Great Yu and couldn’t fall; it would affect morale.

Wu Yao spat on the ground. “Damn it, I can accept not being able to beat Yun Zhi, but I can’t even beat you bunch of old bastards? Old Guan, don’t interfere. I’ll deal with them myself!”

“Come on then!” The Midheaven Emperor-Lord stood his ground, raising a palm and beckoning him over, his gesture blatantly provocative.

With the leaders of the two major factions clashing, how could the rest possibly stand by? The two great dynasties went to war again, and before long, dust billowed across Incarceration Peak.

“Myriad Spells, take three people and reinforce the western flank!”

“Thunder Arbiter, Timekeeper, you two cut off their retreat!”

Guan Shanhai and the Fate Arbiter stood on higher ground, commanding their forces. Normally, they were always arguing over whose dynasty was strongest. They had run through hundreds of simulations on the sand table, with each side having its fair share of wins and losses, and neither was willing to concede to the other. Now that both factions were fully assembled, it was time to put their theories to the test.

Spirit energy and immortal power couldn’t be used on Incarceration Peak. Dao Fruits had been taken away, and physical bodies were restrained, becoming extremely weak.

Wu Yao was still accustomed to the conditions, and he immediately fell behind upon clashing with the Midheaven Emperor-Lord. This elicited cheers from the Great Qian cultivators, who were as ferocious as wolves and tigers.

Wu Yao’s comprehension was extraordinary. Amidst the Great Yu cultivators’ encouragement, he quickly found his rhythm, adapted to Incarceration Peak’s environment, and began turning the tide. Seeing this, the Great Yu cultivators rallied, their ferocity no weaker than Great Qian’s.

Wu Yao had made peace with it. There’s no need to be so pessimistic. Staying on Incarceration Peak is also a way of tempering the body and mind, inside and out.

Through their duel, Wu Yao gradually came to understand the Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s Dao Fruit philosophy.

Since mortal martial artists made friends through martial arts, communicating through the Martial Dao, cultivators could naturally do the same, especially Wu Yao, an immortal standing at the pinnacle of cultivation.

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s Devouring Dao Fruit philosophy possessed a grandiose vision of ruling all under heaven, which was something Wu Yao lacked. If the Midheaven Emperor-Lord had taken over the Zhutian Civilization, he would have made them rulers of the cosmos, not plunderers.

Wu Yao was an astute learner; otherwise, he couldn’t have mastered the hundred arts of cultivation. He was good at learning from his mistakes and reflecting on himself, realizing he had many flaws. Flaws are nothing to fear; I just have to fix them! But before that, I have to take down this old fogey first!

He threw a punch squarely at the Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s face. The Midheaven Emperor-Lord swayed, shifting his stance to redirect the force.

The Great Qian and Great Yu cultivators wisely kept their distance from the immortals’ battle to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

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Lu Yang hadn’t been making excuses when he said he needed to enter seclusion for a breakthrough. His battle with Wu Yao had yielded significant gains. He felt his cultivation realm loosening, and his comprehension of the Origin-Tracing Incipient Dao Fruit had deepened.

The battle had been far from as easy as it looked. Wu Yao was a worthy opponent who brought immense pressure. Lu Yang had intended to use the pressure to temper himself and attempt a breakthrough.

And indeed, he had succeeded.

Lu Yang sat in the lotus position, motionless as a Buddha statue. No external distractions could shake his Dao heart. One top-grade spirit stone after another was rapidly drained and reduced to empty shells. Before long, the used spirit stones had piled up into a small mountain.

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy yawned. She sensed this breakthrough would take a long time. Cheering Lu Yang on during his battle with Wu Yao had also sapped a considerable amount of her energy. Groggily hugging her pillow, she murmured goodnight and drifted off to sleep.

Sensing her movement, Lu Yang opened his eyes to say goodnight as well before continuing his seclusion.

It was unclear how much time had passed.

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy sensed a change in Lu Yang. She woke up and stretched lazily, only to find him covered in a thick layer of dust, looking like he had been in seclusion for a long time.

As though time had reversed, the dust on Lu Yang floated upward, returning to where it had originally been. At the same time, an unparalleled aura surged as Lu Yang broke through. He could now split his attention, activating the Origin-Tracing Incipient Dao Fruit even as his cultivation realm advanced. This meant that his comprehension of the Origin-Tracing Incipient Dao Fruit had progressed another step.

The cave abode shook continuously under the surging aura. If arrays hadn’t been set up in advance, it would have collapsed.

At last, the unparalleled aura dispersed. Lu Yang breathed slowly, his breathing carrying faint traces of the Immortal Dao.

It was unclear how much time had passed again.

Lu Yang opened his eyes and rose to his feet. The Everlasting Immortal Fairy clapped her hands.

“Congratulations, congratulations! You’ve reached the Advanced Transcendent Tribulation Stage. Xiao Yangzi, you’re so amazing!”