Moyu Town, the backyard of the Town Master's Mansion.
In the pavilion, Old Turtle, having transformed into human form, sat opposite Ambrose Lu. After pouring Ambrose a cup of wine, he tentatively smiled and asked, "Master, when will you return to the Four Directions Immortal Realm?"
Ambrose took a sip of the wine, glanced at him, and said, "You've been with me for quite some time now, haven't you figured me out yet?"
Old Turtle gave a sheepish smile and sighed, "Master, of course, I understand you. You are immortal, and in the past, you would take me along to roam the world to pass the time. But you may not know, ever since you disappeared, the Immortal Realm has undergone great upheaval. Those Immortal Emperors are barely holding on…"
Hearing this, Ambrose showed no surprise. He simply extended his hand and made a few calculations in front of Old Turtle, then said indifferently, "No, those guys can still hold on."
Old Turtle was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Why don't you calculate how much lifespan they have left?" Ambrose said leisurely, tossing a date into his mouth.
Old Turtle's eyes darted around as he replied, "The Immortal Emperor Ling Tian of the Eastern Immortal Realm has about a hundred thousand years left. The Immortal Emperor Feng Jiu of the Western Immortal Realm has about thirty thousand years left. The Immortal Emperor Yin Yang of the Southern Immortal Realm has about fifty thousand years left. The Immortal Emperor Wu Shi of the Northern Immortal Realm has about sixty thousand years left…"
"As for the Immortal Emperor of Longevity in the Central Immortal Realm… his lifespan is practically endless, hehe!"
Bang!
Ambrose flicked a date pit at Old Turtle's head and said calmly, "Your courage is growing; you even dare to mock me."
"Hiss!" Old Turtle clutched the lump on his head, sucking in a breath from the pain.
"So, don't they still have quite a bit of lifespan left? Naturally, they can still hold on," Ambrose said softly.
"Master is right, hehe," Old Turtle quickly agreed, though he silently mourned for those Immortal Emperors for a few moments.
Suddenly, Ambrose took out the Abyss Demon Spear and placed it in front of Old Turtle, saying, "Keep this demonic weapon with you."
Old Turtle stared blankly at the Abyss Demon Spear, incredulous. "Master, why do you keep such a worthless demonic weapon? It doesn't deserve to be by your side."
The Abyss Demon Spear trembled slightly, feeling as if it had been dealt a heavy blow.
"Oh, I'm just bored. I'll keep it around for fun, until its master comes to rescue it," Ambrose said, then stood up and walked towards his room, feeling a bit sleepy.
Old Turtle, speechless, picked up the Abyss Demon Spear and gently bent it.
Crack…
A small crack appeared at the bent part of the spear.
"I didn't even use any strength, truly garbage," Old Turtle muttered disdainfully, then tossed the Abyss Demon Spear to the ground, not bothering with it anymore.
The Abyss Demon Spear shivered in fear, realizing that even the young man's old servant was a formidable figure.
Meanwhile, in the Monster Realm.
"Damn you, Zhao Deep Abyss, you despicable scoundrel! I will avenge my severed tail!!" Lithe Snake lay on the bed in the grand hall, his face full of malice and resentment.
Four Demon Kings ganged up on one Monster King, utterly shameless.
Moments later, Lithe Snake, with a grim expression, flew out of the hall and transformed into a thousand-foot-long serpent, diving into a giant cave.
He needed some time to recover from his injuries.
…
Time passed silently, and three years went by in the blink of an eye.
The elders of various sects, including those from Flying Star Valley, left in disappointment.
Soon after, the Eastern Region's cultivation world was abuzz with ridicule towards the Cyan Cloud Sect.
"Fortunately, I didn't spread the news to the Southern, Western, and Northern Regions back then. Otherwise, our Eastern Region's cultivation world would be a laughingstock."
"The current Sect Master of the Cyan Cloud Sect is still too inexperienced."
"I heard the Cyan Cloud Sect's ancestor is in seclusion. I wonder what he would think if he saw this situation, hehe…"
"It was a baseless rumor to begin with. What's there to scheme for in an Immortal Tomb? The Cyan Cloud Sect even has an Elemental Infant stage cultivator, yet they are so timid!"
…
In the grand hall of the Cyan Cloud Sect.
Megan Shen sat expressionlessly at the top, her eyes vacant, her face slightly pale.
The aftereffects of being soul-searched by Karl Jiang three years ago had not eased at all. For the rest of her life, she feared she would never advance to the Divine Transformation stage.
The fact that she had been forcibly soul-searched was known only to her; she hadn't told anyone.
She knew that telling anyone would be pointless and would only add to her troubles.
"Sect Master, as expected, now all the sects in the Eastern Region's cultivation world are mocking us," the Grand Elder sighed, looking at the silent elders and then at Megan Shen.
Nowadays, they didn't even dare to go out and play chess or drink tea with old friends.
Megan Shen stood up and said calmly, "Let them mock. One day, they will regret it."
Mark Gu opened his mouth but finally sighed.
At that moment, Megan Shen's eyes flickered, and a talisman appeared in her hand, burning.
Next, a voice echoed throughout the hall.
"The ancestor of the Carefree Courtyard in the Western Region will undergo the Ascension Tribulation in three months. All cultivators above the Elemental Infant stage from various regions are invited to observe!"
Tribulation Crossing stage, Ascension Tribulation?!
The elders in the hall looked at each other in shock, gasping.
"Sect Master, this is excellent news. The matter of the Carefree Courtyard's ancestor undergoing the Ascension Tribulation will surely sweep through the entire cultivation world. The various sects should no longer have the time to focus on us," Mark Gu stood up to reassure.
For some reason, over the past three years, he had felt that something was off about Megan Shen.
It was as if… something was missing?
Megan Shen was about to speak when a middle-aged man, unfamiliar to them, suddenly appeared in the hall.
"Ancestor!"
Everyone exclaimed!
The ancestor had come out of seclusion!
Could it be that he had successfully advanced to the Divine Transformation stage?
They were shocked and felt a sense of reassurance.
"The affairs of the sect will be handled by the Grand Elder. Megan, come with me to the Western Region to observe the Ascension Tribulation," Jose Shen said, looking at Megan Shen with a smile.
"Ancestor, I…" Megan Shen hesitated.
"Hmm?" Jose Shen looked puzzled, then scanned the elders and smiled, "I am aware of the demons' and monsters' schemes regarding the Immortal Tomb. It is not your fault. In the future, they will understand. Continue with your usual duties and pay no mind to others' opinions or words."
The elders were stunned, then felt a warm current in their hearts.
They had thought they would be reprimanded by the ancestor, but it turned out differently than they had imagined.
"Ancestor, I won't go to observe the Ascension Tribulation," Megan Shen said dryly.
Not going?
Jose Shen's eyes flashed with confusion. He said sternly, "Megan, do you know how beneficial observing the Ascension Tribulation is for Elemental Infant, Divine Transformation, and even Tribulation Crossing stage cultivators? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
The elders were also dumbfounded. Yes, why not go?
Especially the Grand Elder, the second Elemental Infant stage cultivator in the Cyan Cloud Sect besides Megan Shen, he was eager to go.
Feeling the gazes of everyone, Megan Shen's body trembled slightly, her lips tightly pressed together.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, Jose Shen seemed to sense something. His expression changed, and he instantly appeared in front of Megan Shen, tapping her forehead with his finger.
Soon, under the astonished gazes of the elders, he shouted sternly, "Severe damage to the divine sense, you were soul-searched? Tell me, who did this!! I will tear them apart!!"
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