Eternal Sect.
Vast advancement momentum enveloped all the mountain peaks.
“Who’s about to break through?”
All disciples released their spiritual念, following the source to look, catching sight of Ye Xingchen standing on a mountain peak with one glance!
“My goodness!”
Su Xiaomo said with astonishment: “Just a few days, how did he break through again?”
At this moment, the entire sect knew that Ye Xingchen had left Pei Aniu’s body, so they now represented two people.
However.
Having just fused with Demon Ancestor’s body and possessed peak Core Formation Realm cultivation, how could he break through again in just two or three days!
“Could it be…”
Jun Changxiao sat before the great hall, thinking to himself: “The energy within hasn’t been completely digested?”
That was part of the reason.
But what truly allowed Ye Xingchen to glimpse the Truth-Seeking Realm was that Pei Aniu and Hui’er had finally been united as lovers, and he himself had completely escaped from the sense of guilt.
Mindset.
State of mind.
Comprehensive sublimation.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
The advancement momentum continued for over half an hour before gradually subsiding.
Ye Xingchen stood alone on the mountain peak, an unfathomably profound aura surging around his body.
He had broken through.
Stepped into Truth-Seeking Realm.
No excitement, no elation.
Having experienced rebirth, having experienced changing bodies, Ye Xingchen’s state of mind had undergone an even greater sublimation. His entire being stood on the mountain peak as if merging with heaven and earth as one.
He.
Night Emperor.
Was not born for comedy.
“Empress Lingyao.”
Ye Xingchen raised his head, his profound gaze seeming to penetrate the void, saying: “The grievances between us will soon be settled.”
He would never forget hatred at any time.
Even step by step advancing upward, it was precisely this power that constantly spurred him on.
In the past.
Revenge was unattainably distant.
Now that Ye Xingchen had stepped into Truth-Seeking Realm, did he have the qualifications to battle Empress Lingyao? Everyone surely already had the answer in their hearts—unless that shitty author temporarily forced a power-up for that woman.
“Not bad.” Dog Sheng smiled.
After Yao Mengying, the sect had gained another Second Step powerhouse, which made him very satisfied.
“Su Xiaomo!”
“Li Fei!”
Ye Xingchen shouted loudly: “Tonight we won’t return until drunk!”
“…”
Su Xiaomu and Li Fei directly fell to the ground.
Brother!
We were wrong, isn’t that enough!
…
Ye Xingchen successfully broke through to Truth-Seeking Realm, and Jun Changxiao was also very happy, so that evening he held a small celebration party.
“Come!”
Night Emperor put one foot on a chair, raising醉生梦死, saying: “I’ll drink first as respect!”
“Glug!”
“Glug!”
He drank in great gulps.
“…”
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei sat to the side trembling in fear.
If time could flow backward, they absolutely would not have forced Ye Xingchen to drink when he could only handle one gulp before passing out!
Unfortunately.
There’s no regret medicine in the world.
Ye Xingchen had taken them to heart.
As long as people were in the sect, as long as they were drinking, he immediately activated blood-battle mode!
Carefully calculating, the scene of Su Xiaomo and Li Fei falling under the table had already occurred countless times. Today they were definitely going to be carried back by Second Senior Brother again.
Sigh.
Regret at the beginning.
“Thump!”
Just as Su Xiaomo and Li Fei were mentally preparing themselves, Ye Xingchen, who had been drinking with his head tilted back, suddenly collapsed drunk on the ground. So they looked at each other, question marks appearing on their foreheads.
“…”
Jun Changxiao said helplessly: “Could his alcohol tolerance not have been inherited?”
Indeed.
Everything that could be inherited, Ye Xingchen had inherited. Only his drinking capacity hadn’t been inherited.
“Haha!”
“Hahahaha!”
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei burst into laughter.
This guy had returned to being knocked out by one drink—what did they have to fear!
…
Because Pei Aniu’s soul wasn’t there causing trouble anymore, although Ye Xingchen drank himself into a stupor, after being carried back to his quarters, he slept until dawn.
“Damn it…”
“How did I black out?”
This feeling—Night Emperor hadn’t experienced it in a long time, so upon waking, he immediately tried hard to recall whether he’d gone to the livestock pen or to Spirit Beast Peak.
“Brother Ye.”
“Another round tonight?”
Walking out of his room, he encountered Su Xiaomo.
This guy was also cheaply shameless. Realizing Ye Xingchen’s alcohol tolerance was poor, he started getting cocky, completely forgetting how he’d been tormented before.
“Come!”
Night Emperor still hadn’t realized his situation, so he accepted the challenge very domineeringly. As a result, that evening, he once again turned into mud and was once again carried back to his room by Li Qingyang.
“Why!”
The next day, sitting on the bed platform, he held his head saying: “Why is this!”
Once upon a time, he not only passed out from one drink but also caused quite a few embarrassing incidents. So, determined to change, he began earnestly practicing his alcohol tolerance, finally becoming a supreme master of the drinking way. But! After changing to a new body, all efforts went down the drain!
The question arose.
Could Pei Aniu drink?
He could drink!
He drank Su Xiaomo and Li Fei under the table, even drank until they wet the bed!
Possessing a stronger physical body and cultivation but losing his hard-earned alcohol tolerance—for Ye Xingchen, this could be considered gains and losses balancing out.
…
Time flew, passing in a flash.
The light dots on the unmanned drone’s map drew increasingly closer to the Upper Realm, rolling dark clouds gathered over most of the firmament, and the atmosphere became increasingly murderous.
“The disaster is coming.”
Tonggu Zhenren and Qiye Zhenren stood outside the cave dwelling, their expressions extremely grave.
Unlike the previous rising of ominous portents, this time they had confirmed the enemy, so their mentality was actually somewhat calmer.
To be precise.
What’s meant to be won’t escape; what’s meant to be a disaster can’t be avoided.
“Hmph.”
Lin Haoyan stood before the great hall, saying coldly: “Dare to invade my Upper Realm, we’ll make sure none of you return!”
Star Spirit Realm’s Third Fleet had launched a surprise attack, making it difficult for the Upper Realm to form forces capable of contending with them in a short time. Now, after years of preparation, they were naturally confident!
…
Eternal Sect.
Jun Changxiao sat fishing in the courtyard pond, occasionally raising his head to look at the dark firmament, saying: “The weather’s about to change again.”
The camera shifted to Formation Hall.
Tao Yuan was handling delivery procedures with Zhen Dejun.
After everything was completed, War Cavalry Hall members drove away the thousand newly produced Dark Destroyers.
Over these years, the construction of mechas had never stopped, so the numbers continuously increased. Now they had already broken through to twenty thousand units.
Of course.
The fastest progress was on the Mowangs’ second-generation battle armor. Because there was a complete assembly line for production, at this moment, everyone already had one each, and there were even large batches of extras sent to the Stone Statue Tribe.
In terms of top-tier power, Eternal Sect might still not compare to the True and Dao Sects, but speaking of basic combat strength, it was definitely not inferior to any immortal sect!
Why?
Because large batches of rapid-advancement pills were refined, Core Formation Realm cultivation was everywhere in the sect, common as dogs!
Mechas and battle armor.
Various Core Formation Realm strengths.
Just how much power Eternal Sect could unleash could only be known through actual combat.
…
A few more days passed.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Fierce winds arose across the entire Upper Realm, and the dark clouds that had gathered for a long time gradually formed a huge vortex.
Jun Changxiao held a bowl of fried rice, leaning against the cafeteria door, saying: “They’re here.”
“…”
The system said helplessly: “Still in the mood to eat?”
After the vortex appeared, the entire Upper Realm fell into absolute silence, and all martial artists’ expressions became grave.
They knew—the calamity had arrived!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The vortex woven from dark clouds continuously rotated.
After a moment, a steel warship gradually manifested, and once completely suspended in the firmament, a sinister strange laugh transmitted: “Living beings of the Upper Realm, Ten Great Immortal Sects and Eternal Sect, this ancestor has returned. You are about to face your doom, kekekeke!”
“Demon Ancestor?”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth fell open, and rice grains fell one by one into the bowl.
The powerhouses of the Ten Great Immortal Sects’ eyes flashed with fury, saying: “That fellow really was a traitor!”