Chapter 1662. Changming Daojun, the emotionally unbalanced Xiyin

“The idle clouds and wild cranes, nothing more. I happened to pass by Xiyuan Civilization and heard the news of the Sage of Yuxian Palace emerging. I came specifically to pay my respects.”

The old Taoist, unaffected by the scrutinizing gaze of the Xiyuan Saintess, made a gesture of obeisance and smiled as he spoke. However, paired with his current appearance, it gave off a rather incongruous feeling.

The Cold Crow Elder remained silent, an aura of extreme coldness surrounding him, as if the surrounding time and space were frozen, making it very uncomfortable. Neither the Xiyuan Saintess nor Xiyin paid him any mind.

“That fellow Taoist’s cultivation is unfathomable, he must not be an ordinary person.” Xiyin withdrew her gaze from the old Taoist, her heart filled with slight surprise. She had encountered many strange and extraordinary figures, but someone like the old Taoist was still a first for her. However, she didn’t ask further, thinking that it might just be the old Taoist’s way of cultivation, and there was no need to inquire, which might provoke his displeasure.

The Xiyuan Saintess gave a slight nod and did not continue to inquire about their backgrounds.

“Since we are all heading to Yuxian Palace to visit that former sage, it’s just along the way.” She then said, turned, and returned to her flying boat, closing her eyes to meditate, disregarding everything around her.

Seeing this, the old Taoist smiled kindly, performed an obeisance, and said, “Then I shall trouble the Xiyuan Saintess to lead the way.”

His frightening appearance still easily caused misunderstandings, and several female disciples of Xiyuan Saint Hall were startled, their eyes filled with trepidation. During the journey, practitioners from other sects and Taoist traditions were also shocked. It was only when they recognized this as the flying boat of Xiyuan Saint Hall that they relaxed.

The emergence of the Sage of Yuxian Palace had stirred up an immense wave. Various ancient existences had successively emerged, among which were some figures with strange and frightening appearances, so it wasn’t surprising.

Along the way, other sects and Taoist traditions came to greet them, showing deep respect for Xiyuan Saint Hall. The arrival of the Xiyuan Saintess was not unexpected either. Many people knew the close relationship between Xiyuan Saint Hall and Yuxian Palace, as they were once united in combating the Black Calamity. The predecessor who established Xiyuan Saint Hall, Ximei, might even have been from the same era as the Sage of Yuxian Palace, perhaps even fighting alongside them.

Soon, disciples and elders from Yuxian Palace came to welcome the Xiyuan Saintess and her group. When they saw the old Taoist, whose clothes were tattered and whose eyes were hollow with bloodstains, they were also startled.

Several Taoist realm elders could not figure out the identity and background of the old Taoist and the Cold Crow Elder. However, seeing that they had come with the Xiyuan Saintess and her group, they did not dare to treat them disrespectfully and led them all inside.

Inside the vast and boundless hall, clouds and mist swirled, ancient mountains and peaks stood tall, and immortal islands were scattered. It wasn’t just a simple palace but a man-made great world. Waterfalls cascaded down, creating a white, misty expanse. Various astonishing exotic beasts and auspicious birds soared across the sky, and ancient trees that had stood for millions of years rose from the earth, their branches spreading out as though they could bear the weight of the stars.On the surrounding leaves, one after another, large stars circled, and the Milky Way flowed like sand, shining with dazzling light.

Deeper within, the sound of world-creation echoed, as chaotic mist splashed and ancient palaces stretched into the distance, resembling true ancient immortal palaces.

The jade pillars, forged from immortal jade, bore the four seasons of the universe. Long-formed dragon serpents coiled around these pillars, their whiskers entwining with chaotic energy, their immense power causing the heart to tremble.

Clouds of auspicious mist soared, swirling between the ancient mountain cliffs. Elegant palace maidens danced amidst the immortal fog, and unparalleled beauties played exquisite melodies in the forest, causing birds to chirp and sing in a chorus.

Such a magnificent scene was hard to imagine—reaching out to pluck the moon was but within arm’s reach. Many distinguished guests and visitors came and went, gathering here, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

“I’ve heard that deep within the Yuxian Palace, there lies a chaotic sea of space-time. It’s a battlefield left behind from a past great war, shattered in the process. To prevent the terrifying creatures from the chaotic sea of time and space from coming into Xiyuan Civilization and causing havoc, the Sage of Yuxian Palace personally built the palace here. Moreover, they forged nine Dragon Pillars to prevent the tides of the space-time sea from sweeping in and destroying everything…”

“That booming sound must be the tidal waves from the chaotic sea of time and space, no doubt. The Sage of Yuxian Palace is truly benevolent, with a heart of kindness. Without the Yuxian Palace holding the line, Xiyuan Civilization would have faced countless assaults throughout these long epochs.”

Many of the guests were visiting the deeper part of the Yuxian Palace for the first time. The grandeur and vastness of the scene left them stunned, unable to suppress their admiration and awe, speaking in praise. This was the true, profound heritage of an immortal Taoist tradition, incomparable to forces like the Immortal Chu Haotu.

This kind of heritage required vast, endless ages and time to accumulate.

“The Xiyuan Saintess has also arrived…”

At this moment, many noticed the Xiyuan Saintess, who had been led here by several elders of Yuxian Palace. To their surprise, they all approached to greet her. These individuals were leaders or high-ranking members from various Taoist traditions and forces, with very high statuses. They were not people one could meet casually. The fact that they were all gathered here together was an extremely rare sight.

When the Immortal Chu Haotu had not yet been destroyed, during the birthday banquet of Chu Gucheng, he had invited various forces and groups from Xiyuan Civilization. However, very few supreme leaders or family heads had attended, with most sending influential figures instead, bringing gifts as a sign of respect.

Today, these significant figures had gathered here to discuss important matters, which underscored the seriousness and urgency of the situation.

The Xiyuan Saintess greeted everyone. Though she rarely left Xiyuan Saint Hall, her transcendent status remained unaffected.

Back when the Immortal Chu Haotu fell, she had been schemed against by Chu Gucheng in alliance with Old Jin and others. That was due to her own carelessness. Otherwise, with her strength, very few in Xiyuan Civilization could pose a threat to her. Her presence at Yuxian Palace was not unexpected, and as they conversed, the topic turned to the current state of Xiyuan Civilization.

The Xiyuan Saintess was breathtakingly beautiful, with a graceful and tall figure, resembling a moon goddess descending to earth, pure and elegant. Wearing a veil, she seemed to be surrounded by a halo of moonlight and white mist, her appearance blurred and ethereal.

She smiled, engaging in conversation with leaders from various Taoist sects, her elegance like a refreshing spring breeze.

Leaders from numerous immortal Taoist sects, such as the Like Buddha’s World and Guangming Temple, held her in great respect—not only for her status but also for her strength and achievements.

The Xiyuan Saintess was one of the few recognized beings in Xiyuan Civilization who had survived the eight Heavenly Calamities. She was also the youngest among them and still had the potential to reach even greater heights in the future.

Many recently emerged ancient existences also came over to greet her.The old Taoist and the Cold Crow Elder, who had come with the Xiyuan Saint Hall group, also attracted a lot of attention. Many people wanted to probe their cultivation strength, but they all ended up failing, suffering some backlash and warnings, leaving their hearts filled with shock and fear.

The Xiyuan Saintess did not explain the origins of the old Taoist and the Cold Crow Elder. She merely mentioned that they had met along the way and were heading to Yuxian Palace to pay their respects to the Sage there.

After hearing this, everyone understood and did not inquire further. The old Taoist and the Cold Crow Elder simply found a corner to sit, eating delicacies and sipping immortal wine, ignoring the astonished gazes around them.

“Do you think we’ll get the chance to see the true face of that person this time?” The Cold Crow Elder gulped down some wine, lowering his voice and showing a mocking smile.

The old Taoist tore a piece of meat from an ancient immortal beast and drank wine, then smiled in response, “Yuxian Palace today is not like the Immortal Chu Haotu of the past. It’s quite lively. However, I feel like there’s probably a big show still to come…”

“We’ll just wait and see. Heh, speaking of which, I’d like to personally visit the Alliance of Celestial Slayers. Maybe then I’ll be even more certain.”

The two of them spoke freely, without any attempt at concealment, and many practitioners nearby overheard them, showing expressions of confusion and puzzlement. Some even looked on with surprise, but quietly continued to drink and eat.

“Since the last time we met, the Xiyuan Saintess seems to be even more radiant, and her strength is becoming increasingly unfathomable.”

Suddenly, a man in a gray long robe, of medium height, approached. His face was ordinary, but his eyes were incredibly striking, as if they contained the stars of the entire universe, unfathomably deep.

“Changming Daojun…”

The people who had been conversing with the Xiyuan Saintess all froze for a moment, and their expressions became somewhat strange.

The person approaching was none other than Changming Daojun, who had already attracted much attention earlier.

There were many rumors about Changming Daojun in Xiyuan Civilization. He was known for his unimaginable great perseverance. To break through, he had paid an incredibly heavy price.

His perseverance and temperament had earned the admiration of countless people, and many practitioners viewed him as a goal and a model.

Now, Changming Daojun was walking toward them, actively greeting the Xiyuan Saintess, which made the atmosphere around the group a little odd. Some people even felt something was off in their hearts.

This was because the ancient existence who had once openly declared that Changming Daojun could never break through the Dao Realm was none other than Xiyin, an elder of Xiyuan Saint Hall and the Xiyuan Saintess’ senior sister.

At that moment, upon seeing Changming Daojun approach, Xiyin, who had been speaking with an ancient existence, froze for a brief moment. Her face also became somewhat unnatural. After all, she had once explicitly stated that Changming Daojun would never break through the Dao Realm in this life and advised him to give up and stop struggling in vain.

The Dao Realm was not the Immortal Realm. Even with great perseverance, if one lacked the aptitude and the opportunities, it was impossible to break through in this lifetime. However, after that, Changming Daojun not only broke through the Dao Realm but also survived several Heavenly Calamities, eventually becoming an Ancestor Dao Realm existence.

Xiyin’s prediction had been completely shattered, and it was during this period that she chose to retreat and close herself off in Xiyuan Saint Hall, avoiding matters of the outside world.

When it came to this, even she found it incredibly embarrassing.

“If Changming Daojun really survived eight Heavenly Calamities, does that mean he is now on the same level as the Xiyuan Saintess?”

“Regardless, Changming Daojun is an Ancestor Dao Realm existence. No matter what his current cultivation level is, he is definitely not someone who can be easily insulted by others.”

“That matter has long passed, and countless years have passed. The people involved probably only smiled and let it go…”

The crowd speculated and discussed, most of them believing that Changming Daojun walking over was unlikely to confront Xiyin about the past.

“Daojun Changming, you truly broke through. Congratulations.”

The Xiyuan Saintess looked at Changming Daojun and expressed a hint of surprise in her eyes. She had long since broken through the eight Heavenly Calamities, so she could immediately tell that Changming Daojun, though in the Ancestor Dao Realm, was different from ordinary beings of that realm.

However, it seemed he had only just recently broken through. The Ancestor Dao Realm energy around him had not fully transformed into a higher level yet.

“Just a lucky stroke,” Changming Daojun nodded slightly and smiled. “But your cultivation is the one that’s increasingly unfathomable. Even though I’ve survived the eight Heavenly Calamities, I still don’t know the depths of your strength.”

Hearing Changming Daojun and the Xiyuan Saintess speak, the surrounding crowd was stunned. What had previously only been speculation was now confirmed.Changming Daojun had indeed broken through eight Heavenly Calamities.

Once a cultivator reached the Ancestor Dao Realm, each subsequent threshold became extremely difficult, far surpassing the challenges of earlier stages. Each attempt carried the risk of complete destruction of both body and soul. Many beings at the Ancestor Dao Realm had spent countless years agonizing at these thresholds, only to eventually burn out and vanish, their essence and spirit dissipating.

“To think even he has broken through eight Heavenly Calamities…”

Xiyin’s expression grew increasingly unnatural. She herself had been blocked at that very threshold, unable to make any progress.

A younger cultivator whom she had once dismissed had now surpassed her in cultivation. This feeling was absurd and incomprehensible, even causing her to feel a sense of imbalance within her own heart.

“Senior Xiyin, I trust all is well with you. Looking back, the things of the past now seem rather laughable. However, it has been countless years since then, and seeing it now, it only brings a smile.”

Changming Daojun spoke with a tone of light-heartedness, as though the past held no weight.

“Back then, the Xiyuan Saintess traveled across the worlds, with admirers as numerous as the grains of sand. It was as if the whole world was in motion. Yet, it was I, who was criticized by you, Senior Xiyin, as being unworthy, and you firmly stated that I would never break through the Dao Realm.”

“Had it not been for your words back then, I wouldn’t have been so deeply stimulated. That frustration pushed me to cultivate the mindset that I had nothing left to lose. Today’s achievements are, in part, due to your words, Senior Xiyin.”

Changming Daojun nodded and observed the shift in Xiyin’s expression. Noticing her discomfort, he bowed deeply and smiled warmly, his tone frank and open, without any trace of resentment.

For someone like him now, who had reached such a level, the past, with all its youthful arrogance and emotions, had long since dissipated into smoke. There was nothing to dwell on. Now, his only goal was to seek the path to the heavens.

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