Immortal of the Nine Realms

Little Immortal Honglian wasn’t the only one accompanying Fang Chen. Ji Gang, Elder Qin, and the sleeping sugar glider, Daoist Mi Yu, also joined.

The reason he didn’t bring Huang Wuji was that, in case anything happened and he needed to make a move, Huang Wuji only knew sword techniques. That might expose some clues, which wouldn’t be ideal.

Little Immortal Honglian glanced at Fang Chen, then very naturally reached into his collar and pulled out Daoist Mi Yu. She then placed her in a small pouch near her chest.

”Daoist Fang, why is Daoist Mi Yu always sleeping?” asked Little Immortal Honglian.

Her robe hadn’t originally had such a pouch. No one knew when she had sewn it on.

”Maybe she’s eaten too much,” said Fang Chen, his expression complicated. ”Daoist Mi Yu has eaten quite a lot of insects over the years.”

She had been snacking on bugs nonstop over the past twenty years. It was no wonder she looked so exhausted when she first returned. Who knew how many bugs she had eaten during her time in Bug Valley.

”She’s quite interesting,” remarked Little Immortal Honglian, lightly poking at the little sugar glider’s head with her fingertip.

Daoist Mi Yu swatted her finger away before tilting her head and falling back asleep.

Ji Gang released his immortal boat, a Candle Dragon ship, and turned to ask Fang Chen. ”Where are we heading this time?”

”Let’s ask someone for directions first. From what I know, there should be an Ascension Conference on Drunken Fate Star,” replied Fang Chen.

According to Mirror of the Universe, the Ascension Conference was supposed to last about sixty years, so it should still be ongoing.

Senior Sister and the others could only wait for him for about ten days, though it was uncertain whether he could obtain the Dao Sword Tooth and the Hundred Blood Dragon Gall within that time frame.

The latter was not as important; even if he had to look for it again after returning, it wouldn’t matter. The former, however, must be found, or else he would be stuck at the bottleneck of his first transformation for the next few hundred years.

Upon receiving the order, Ji Gang immediately activated the Candle Dragon ship, and it traveled at high speed through Drunken Fate Star.

They passed by a place that resembled the Demonic Fiend Mountain Range with an extremely similar aura.

Fang Chen silently noted the location.

It seemed that this was the sealing boundary of Drunken Fate Star. If that was the case, then the entire Upper Three Realms’ territories must have been sealed, blocking the Yellow Springs to the Underworld all at once.

”Core Disciple Fang, there are a few Dao Union Realm cultivators ahead. Let’s go ask them for directions,” said Ji Gang.

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

In an instant, the Candle Dragon Boat arrived behind the group of Dao Union Relam cultivators, but none of them noticed as they were too focused on watching a distant battlefield where the sounds of fierce fighting shook the heavens. They were casually talking among themselves.

This area was in the midst of a great war, with countless mortal soldiers rushing forward to their deaths. A quick glance revealed that the scale of this battle could reach four to five million participants. Among the mortals, there were also quite a few cultivators, all of whom were in the Lower Four Realms.

One of the Dao Union Realm cultivators suddenly asked, ”Who will be responsible for refining the Blood Spirit Pills here? I still need to hurry to the next battlefield. This battle has been set up for decades, and we’ll be able to send a first-grade pill to the higher-ups.”

He was at the mid-stage of Dao Union Realm, while the others were all in the early stages, clearly looking to him for instruction.

”How about I stay? There aren’t many here, so I should be able to refine them in a few days.”

”Alright, you stay then. Once you’re done here, head to the other location to check on things.”

From the conversation, everyone on the Candle Dragon Boat could tell they were cultivators of the Spirit God Sect.

Apart from the Spirit God Sect cultivators, who else in the world would care about the mortal struggles in these battles?

A trace of faint mockery and disdain appeared in Ji Gang’s eyes.

Elder Qin wore an expression of contempt.

Little Immortal Honglian’s face darkened. If Fang Chen hadn’t needed directions, she might have already made a move by now.

As for Daoist Mi Yu... she was still asleep.

”Excuse me, everyone,” called out Fang Chen, his face showing a friendly smile.

The Dao Union Realm cultivators were startled. When they turned around, they saw the massive, intimidating Candle Dragon Boat looming behind them. Their hair stood on end, and cold sweat broke out across their backs.

”May I ask you a question?” asked Fang Chen.

The mid-stage Dao Union Realm quickly steadied, taking comfort in his own background as he suppressed his shock. He softened his tone slightly and asked, ”Who are you?”

Fang Chen smiled. ”We’re just asking for directions. Do you happen to know where the Ascension Conference on Drunken Fate Star is being held?”

Oh, they’re just here for directions....

The mid-stage Dao Union Realm cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, but soon felt something was off.

Drunken Fate Star?How many people even know it’s called that? Could they be from outside?

Recalling certain rumors within the Spirit God Sect, the mid-stage Dao Union Realm cultivator’s expression immediately became more respectful.

”Ah, so you’re just asking for directions. I happen to know that the Ascension Conference is being held at the Great Victory Dynasty. Cultivators from all over are there listening to immortals preach the Dao, and many cultivators are attempting to seize opportunities for immortality.”

Fang Chen smiled. ”Immortals preaching the Dao?”

The mid-stage Dao Union Realm cultivator patiently explained, ”Yes, the Great Victory Dynasty is the most prosperous here. There are countless immortals. Every once in a while, they hold an Ascension Conference, where several immortals lecture on the Dao. Many cultivators have attained enlightenment and ascended as immortals through these lectures. During the Ascension Conference, the place is quite lively. If you wish to go, just keep heading in this direction.”

”Thank you very much,” said Fang Chen with a smile, cupping his hands.

Then, a flash of sword energy flickered, killing all of the Dao Union Realm cultivators.

Little Immortal Honglian was stunned. She asked, ”Why did you do that?”

Fang Chen smiled. ”No reason. If I want to kill, I kill.”

Elder Qin chuckled, ”There are many who dislike the Spirit God Sect in this world. It’s only natural that Daoist Fang would take issue with them as well.”

The death of these Dao Union Realm cultivators was as insignificant as a grain of sand falling into the sea, creating no ripples whatsoever.

The Candle Dragon Boat continued toward the Great Victory Dynasty.

Drunken Fate Star, though smaller than a constellation, was still quite large. It still took two days to reach their destination.

Ji Gang glanced at the scene below and said with certainty, ”There’s a sixth-transformation immortal here.”

However, it was clear he didn’t regard this sixth-transformation immortal highly.

The true talents had already been taken in by the major factions. Sixth-transformation immortals who didn’t align with any faction rarely had any opportunity to ascend to the seventh transformation. Those who hadn’t been recruited by the major factions were in that very situation because they had no opportunity for further advancement.

The Candle Dragon Boat remained hidden in the void. Below it was the site of the Ascension Conference.

A second-transformation Immortal stood on the platform, expounding on his cultivation insights.

Below, tens of thousands of cultivators sat cross-legged, listening intently. Occasionally, some would display expressions of sudden realization, while others furrowed their brows, deep in thought.

Near them, a bustling market had formed due to the Ascension Conference.

That was the capital of the Great Victory Dynasty.

Even though Drunken Fate Star was small, around thirty to forty percent of the realm’s powerhouses had gathered here.

Fang Chen asked, ”Little Mirror, do you know who has the Dao Sword Tooth?”

”Yes, over there. Do you see the chubby little girl eating something? The Dao Sword Tooth is in her possession. You can just go buy it from her.”

Fang Chen looked down and spotted a slightly chubby little girl.

She was a mortal.