Capítulo 1105: Chapter 1124: Southern Dipper Gathering
The so-called war body is just a general term, not referring to the physical body, but rather something related to the origin of the soul.
Just like how Ye Xuan grasps the power of space-time and the power of annihilation, yet he is neither a space-time war body nor an annihilation war body.
The so-called war body involves the origin of the soul, an enigmatic concept that can also be referred to as the aptitude for cultivation.
For example, the Lord of Spirits is naturally attuned to the power of spirits, hence called the spirit war body, while the Undying Heavenly Lord is attuned to the power of annihilation, hence called the annihilation war body.
The body is merely a shell; the true core is what is nurtured by the origin of the soul. Liu Baiyi’s spiritual origin is extremely mysterious. Whatever techniques he holds, he can effortlessly cultivate them without any hardship, which is why he is referred to as the chaotic spirit body.
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Southern Dipper Domain, Miao Fa Kingdom.
Ye Xuan half-reclines on a rocking chair, Lin Miaofa and Lin Miaoxian massaging his shoulders and back. He squints his eyes as he peruses ancient books in his hand, showing an air of leisure and ease.
“Sir, the Spirits Heavenly Palace has sent an invitation, inviting you to attend the Southern Dipper convene. Are you going?” Lin Miaoxian probes while massaging.
“Southern Dipper convene?” Ye Xuan mumbles softly.
“You killed Ye Moluo. Although the Spirits Heavenly Palace would not offend you over such a person, if they turn a blind eye, they might become a laughingstock.” Lin Miaofa’s eyes flickered.
“You mean the Spirits Heavenly Palace wants to give me a lesson?”
Ye Xuan smiled slightly, instantly understanding Lin Miaofa’s implication.
Evidently, he casually slaughtered Ye Moluo. Although the latter was merely a pawn, he belonged to the Spirits Heavenly Palace, and this slight must be redressed.
“You are correct, but that’s perhaps only part of it. If I am correct, the Spirits Heavenly Palace desires to recruit you, which is their true intent.” Lin Miaofa whispered, with a hint of tension in her eyes.
No wonder Lin Miaofa is somewhat anxious; Ye Xuan’s presence is well-known throughout the Southern Dipper Domain as a living Great Saint level figure, rumored to be a Saint King from a billion years ago. Though only possessing Great Saint cultivation now, how could such a person not attract the attention of various Daoist sects?
Ignoring whether Ye Xuan’s identity is true or false, the fact remains he is indeed a Great Saint-level person, and naturally, the Spirits Heavenly Palace desires to recruit him.
“If I don’t join the Spirits Heavenly Palace, would they dare make a move against me?” Ye Xuan sneered.
“No, but since you killed Ye Moluo, you must account to the Spirits Heavenly Palace. As they dominate the Tenth Epoch, if you don’t give them face, this matter may not end well.” Lin Miaofa stated.
Daost sects value reputation above all, and more so for the Spirits Heavenly Palace founded by the Lord of Spirits.
If someone kills a member of the Spirits Heavenly Palace and they turn a blind eye, wouldn’t it invite ridicule from various Daoist sects?
“Sir, you only need to give the Spirits Heavenly Palace face by saying you did not know Ye Moluo was one of their people. They will likely use this as a pretext to let it slide, as Ye Moluo is inconsequential compared to you.” Lin Miaoxian reminded.
“You suggest I apologize?” Ye Xuan glanced sideways at Lin Miaoxian.
“Sir, the Spirits Heavenly Palace must not be offended. Not even Saint King-level figures would antagonize them lightly.” Lin Miaoxian bit her lip.
“Ha!”
“What if I refuse to give them face?” Ye Xuan sneered.
No one is born to make Ye Xuan bow and apologize. To demand he lower his head to the Spirits Heavenly Palace over killing an insignificant ant—what a joke! Doesn’t Ye Xuan care for face?
“Sir, you must not act rashly.” Lin Miaofa’s expression subtly changed, hastily advising Ye Xuan.
“Their face is important, but isn’t mine, Ye Xuan’s, as well?”
Ye Xuan’s lips curved into a cold smile, instructing the two women, “Tell the Spirits Heavenly Palace I will attend the Southern Dipper convene as scheduled.”
Observing Ye Xuan’s indifference, the two women furrowed their brows but could say no more and hurriedly left Ye Xuan’s side to respond to the invitation from the Spirits Heavenly Palace.
“Hmph.”
“Humility and patience depend on whom I, Ye Xuan, face. If I must endure even against ants, wouldn’t my millions of years of arduous cultivation be a laughing matter?” Ye Xuan muttered, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
There is no humility or retreat, nor lowering the head. Since arriving in the Chaos Great World, Ye Xuan intends to act boldly; anyone daring to oppose him will be slain.
If encountering a more formidable opponent, Ye Xuan will tactically retreat, bide his time until his cultivation heightens, and later turn back to eliminate them.
Upon arriving in the Chaos Great World, Ye Xuan does not wish to establish any faction.
He avoids repeating the past where the Heavenly Court’s establishment largely constrained him.
Countless enemies used the Heavenly Court as a bargaining chip to threaten him, making him feel shackled.
From a mere mortal to today’s Great Saint, Ye Xuan finally comprehends one truth: Daoist sects are merely external elements; true strength lies within oneself, and distractions become burdens.
As long as one is strong enough, all sects become trivial; he alone can stand against a sect, a sect in himself.
In essence, Ye Xuan’s survival in the Chaos Great World is to remain uninhibited.
Alone, whoever dares to oppose him shall be annihilated, and upon encountering invincible enemies, Ye Xuan shall retreat, wait to surpass them in cultivation before vanquishing them utterly.
Plus, Ye Xuan has spread a monumental lie, claiming to be a Saint King from a billion years ago. As an ancient Saint King, he must maintain his dignity, refusing to bow and become a jest for outsiders.
The race for supremacy demands relentless advance, not retreat. Ye Xuan is no mere brute, yet some challenges require brazen dominance to prevent others from mocking him as a soft target.
The so-called Southern Dipper convene is Ye Xuan’s time to establish his dominance, rise in the Southern Dipper Domain, and truly confront formidable adversaries.
Of course, Ye Xuan will not establish any faction, but he will make allies—mutually beneficial friends, beneficial for his future.
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Three years later.
A golden ancient chariot rumbled forth from the Miao Fa Kingdom, as the weather changed dramatically, crossing through the Changtian Dynasty towards Moyun Mountain.
Moyun Mountain!
Vast and boundless, towering and steadfast, the mountain ranges stretch endlessly like immortal dragons of the world.