Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Eight days passed in the blink of an eye.

Meng Yiyu and Wen Qingye finally returned to the Celestial Profound Mountain Domain. Everything was as it had been—endless, crisscrossing mountain ranges stretching for thousands of miles, all hazy and indistinct like a sea of clouds.

Occasionally, Registered Disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect would fly past, but they would only sense something fleetingly drift overhead before the feeling vanished completely.

Meng Yiyu and Wen Qingye slowly descended onto Celestial Profound Peak, next to the Celestial Profound Hall.

At this moment, disciples were few and far between. They didn’t recognize Meng Yiyu, but how could they fail to recognize Wen Qingye?

”Heavens, is that Senior Brother Wen?”

”Wen Qingye! It’s really Senior Brother Wen Qingye! Wasn’t he trapped in the Purple Nether Swamp and presumed dead?”

”Senior Brother Wen is back alive! This is wonderful! Senior Brother Wen actually made it back alive!”

The surrounding Registered Disciples were all ecstatic and thrilled beyond words.

As if sensing something, Qin Wuya and Steward Bai came rushing out. Upon seeing Meng Yiyu, Qin Wuya froze for a moment before it dawned on him. Then, he stared in astonishment at Wen Qingye standing beside the elder.

”Martial Uncle Meng! Qingye!”

The two hurried over and bowed respectfully.

Meng Yiyu nodded, then turned to Wen Qingye. ”Alright, you’re not yet a Core Disciple, so this is as far as I’ll take you. Your aptitude is truly exceptional, but I won’t grant you any special privileges. Everything is up to you. If you manage to reach Life Peak, I will personally instruct you. Now, I must be going. I need to report this matter to the Sect Leader.”

After speaking, Meng Yiyu mounted his gourd, transformed into a streak of light, and vanished from sight.

Qin Wuya and Steward Bai, who were standing nearby, were inwardly shaken. ’How could they not understand the meaning behind Meng Yiyu’s words? It was so obvious—he was hinting at taking Wen Qingye as his disciple.’

Meng Yiyu was from a previous generation of disciples, the most senior figure in the entire Celestial Profound Sect. If Wen Qingye became his disciple, wouldn’t that put him on the same generational level as the Peak Masters of the Seven Peaks and the Sect Leader? ’In the future, won’t we have to respectfully address him as Martial Uncle?’

But Life Peak had its drawbacks. It had very few disciples, and most of its inhabitants were old eccentrics from the Celestial Profound Sect, barely clinging to life with one foot in the grave. Their tempers were bizarre and unpredictable; it wasn’t unheard of for one of them to have a sudden personality shift and kill a few disciples.

Overjoyed, Qin Wuya laughed heartily and clapped Wen Qingye on the shoulder. ”Qingye, it’s good to have you back. It’s so good to have you back.”

”Yes, it’s good to have you back, it’s good to have you back,” Steward Bai added, nodding repeatedly.

A warmth spread through Wen Qingye’s heart. Qin Wuya had always shown him great kindness, and he could feel it was the genuine affection of an elder for a junior.

Wen Qingye smiled, looked at Steward Bai, and took out the Heart-Seeking Seed. ”There were originally three of these Heart-Seeking Seeds, but one was taken by Ding Youx of the Chaotic Heaven Ancient Country, and I consumed another one. Now there is only one left.”

Steward Bai saw the box in Wen Qingye’s hands and hastily took it. The moment he opened it, the vital energy of the Heart-Seeking Seed surged forth, and a wave of dense Primordial Qi rushed out.

Steward Bai was overjoyed. ”Excellent! Excellent! One Heart-Seeking Seed is all we need. With one seed, we can cultivate a Heart Inquiry Flower, and then we’ll have an endless supply of seeds! I’ll credit you the Sect Contribution Points right now.”

Wen Qingye took out his Jade Token. A moment later, it displayed a balance of over nine thousand Sect Contribution Points—some from turning in the Purple River Pill, and some from his previous balance.

Steward Bai seemed to have thought of something and asked, ”By the way, Qingye, how did you obtain that Purple River Pill?”

Hearing this, Wen Qingye thought to himself, ’Could there be an expert within the Celestial Profound Sect who recognized the special refining Magic Technique I used?’

Wen Qingye appeared to sink into thought before speaking slowly, ”I chanced upon that Purple River Pill in a market. At the time, I could tell the pill was extraordinary, but I didn’t know exactly what it was. Only after coming to the Celestial Profound Sect did I learn it was a Purple River Pill. I guess you could call it a fortunate encounter.”

”Oh, is that so...” Steward Bai said, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

Wen Qingye took out his Jade Token and said, ”By the way, Steward Bai, I want to use my Sect Contribution Points to exchange for Sanxi Water.”

Steward Bai nodded. ”Sanxi Water? Very well, but your Contribution Points are only enough for three drops.”

’Only three drops?’

Wen Qingye frowned. Nearby, Qin Wuya asked curiously, ”What do you need Sanxi Water for? If it’s urgent, I have fifteen thousand Sect Contribution Points. I wonder if that would be enough for you to exchange?”

Wen Qingye shook his head slightly, declining the offer. ”Thank you for your kindness, Martial Uncle Qin. I have a Magical Artifact here. I was wondering if it could be exchanged for Sect Contribution Points?”

”Oh? What Magical Artifact?” Steward Bai looked at Wen Qingye and asked curiously.

Wen Qingye took out an Emperor-grade High-level magical bow and handed it to Steward Bai.

The moment it touched his hand, Steward Bai exclaimed in surprise, ”An Emperor-grade High-level Magical Artifact? Qingye, are you certain you want to trade this for Sect Contribution Points? You must know, a treasure like this is something you can only hope to stumble upon by chance, not find through searching!”

’An Emperor-grade High-level Magical Artifact?’

Qin Wuya was stunned at first, then he quickly tried to persuade Wen Qingye earnestly. ”He’s right! With an Emperor-grade High-level Magical Artifact like this, your safety is practically guaranteed. Why don’t you just use my Sect Contribution Points? You can pay me back later when you have enough. It’s not too late. Besides, Contribution Points are useless to me now anyway.”

Wen Qingye smiled. ”It’s alright. I’m not skilled with a bow to begin with. Leaving it in my hands would just be a waste of its potential. It’s more practical to trade it for something useful.”

Since Wen Qingye put it that way, Steward Bai no longer insisted. He nodded and said, ”This Emperor-grade Magical Artifact of yours is in perfect condition. Moreover, both the materials and the refining technique are top-tier. It contains Three-Pattern Stone, the sinew of a Hundred-Step Python, and Purple Spinning Wood... All in all, this bow is quite a valuable treasure. It can be exchanged for thirty thousand Sect Contribution Points.”

Wen Qingye nodded. ”Alright. I don’t need the Sect Contribution Points. Just give me ten drops of Sanxi Water. With the remaining points, I’d like to exchange for a tael of Silkworm Chrysalis.”

’He was exchanging for Silkworm Chrysalis to refine the Rebirth Ointment, of course. He had already obtained the Sanqi Seed from the Sumeru Mustard Seed he found in Ten Thousand Miles Sky; the only other ingredient he needed was Silkworm Chrysalis.’

”Alright, I’ll go get those for you. Please wait here a moment.” Steward Bai nodded and walked into the Sacrificial Hall.

As Steward Bai’s figure disappeared from view, Qin Wuya looked at Wen Qingye and smiled. ”With your current strength, you’re more than qualified to enter any of the Seven Peaks. What are your plans?”

After he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Wen Qingye, his gaze filled with a trace of anticipation.

”Life Peak!” Wen Qingye said without any hesitation.

Wen Qingye had already made up his mind on the journey back.