Chapter 360 - 151: 10,000,000,000 Experience Points! Crossing the Celestial Tribulation, an Extraterrestrial Phenomenon, and Emperor Yu’s Thoughts

The words had barely been spoken when Su Bai’s will descended.

BOOM!!

One after another, dazzling scenes from memory materialized before his eyes—these were the cultivation memories of the nearly one hundred Daoists.

With the current strength of his Divine Thoughts, Su Bai no longer needed to view them one by one. Watching the memories of nearly a hundred True Masters at once was remarkably easy.

After some time, Su Bai finished watching all the True Masters’ cultivation memories, and his understanding of the world deepened once more.

WHOOSH!!

Immediately after, multicolored orbs of light, each shimmering with a radiant glow, merged into Su Bai’s body one after another.

He began to extract the Divine Techniques and Cultivation Techniques from these True Masters.

Among these nearly one hundred True Masters, most had a Nine Tribulations Realm cultivation, over twenty had a Void Realm cultivation, and only a scant few had just entered the Feathered realm.

Therefore, the grades of their Cultivation Techniques and Divine Techniques were not particularly high.

In the end, Su Bai obtained dozens of Eighth-Grade and Ninth-Grade Cultivation Techniques, as well as one Super-Grade Divine Technique and three Super-Grade Cultivation Techniques.

His strength also increased somewhat as a result.

’Next, I’ll extract the Experience Points.’

BOOM!

The moment Su Bai willed it, an immense golden-purple wheel materialized before his eyes, nearly filling half the sky.

The boundless crimson light flashing on the wheel nearly dyed the void red.

RUMBLE!

As the giant, blood-red pointer slowly began to turn, an invisible, murderous aura spread throughout the entire Gui Chen Sect Headquarters.

After some time, Su Bai finished the extraction.

In the end, the amount of Experience Points he obtained exceeded ten billion!

For him at his current level, this was an enormous sum.

However, considering that among the nearly one hundred Daoists were a few Great True Masters who had just entered the Feathered realm, it was understandable.

’Alright then. I’ll use these Experience Points to break through to the next realm.’

With a single thought, Su Bai vanished from where he stood.

Some time later, when he reappeared, he was already in the border region of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty.

As far as the eye could see, there was only scorched earth. Terrifying hurricanes swept in from all directions, lightning flashed everywhere, and thunder roared!

In the distance, there was an indescribably huge fissure that nearly spanned the heavens and the earth. The sight of it inspired an inescapable sense of dread and unease.

’This place isn’t bad. It’s suitable for undergoing my tribulation.’

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Su Bai slowly nodded.

Then, without hesitation, he poured the Experience Points into his realm.

CRACK!!

As the Experience Points were frantically poured in, a tremendous sound suddenly echoed from the sky above Su Bai’s head.

Streaks of blood-red lightning, like roaring True Dragons, tore through the void.

An incredibly turbulent surge of nature’s spiritual energy gathered madly from all directions, seemingly forming a vast ocean current that completely submerged Su Bai’s body.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!!

Immediately after, in the far reaches of the sky, a majestic Immortal Palace wreathed in Immortal Qi faintly appeared.

And deep within the Immortal Palace, one after another, figures overflowing with golden light seemed to flicker into existence, their profound gazes seemingly all fixed on Su Bai.

ROAR!

At that moment, following a furious roar, a terrifying Golden Shadow materialized behind Su Bai, exuding an aura of contempt for the entire world and all of history.

This Golden Shadow had eight arms. Each one seemed to bear the weight of an ancient Divine Mountain, an immortal, colossal peak, radiating a supreme and tyrannical aura!

Then, the Golden Shadow let out another long cry, drawing in countless bolts of blood-red lightning and devouring them.

Utterly domineering!

CRACK!

At a certain moment, the bottleneck in Su Bai’s realm was shattered. He had successfully broken through to the Void Realm.

Not only that, but under the infusion of ten billion Experience Points, Su Bai’s Realm Cultivation once again soared!

Second Level of the Void Realm!

Third Level of the Void Realm!

Fourth Level of the Void Realm!

...

After just two or three breaths, Su Bai’s Martial Arts Cultivation had skyrocketed all the way to the Seventh Level of the Void Realm!

He wasn’t far from the Ninth Level of the Void Realm.

Such a terrifying breakthrough speed would leave any witness utterly dumbfounded and appalled.

「Meanwhile, beyond the heavens.」

Terrifying seven-colored ripples flickered into existence in the endless void.

A moment later, a hazy figure flashed out from the great world that was overflowing with endless golden light.

"Hm? This is..."

The person looked at the seven-colored ripples before them, their silvery-white, inverted-cross pupils shifted slightly, and their voice held a hint of surprise.

"It seems another variable has appeared in Sequence Nine World."

After a long while, the person’s expression darkened, and they vanished on the spot, leaving no trace.

「Meanwhile, in the center of the Da Yu Capital City, deep within the Yu Immortal Hall.」

Inside the Nine-Story Immortal Pavilion, a middle-aged man in a purple Immortal Robe sat cross-legged, his eyes closed in meditation.

At a certain moment, he seemed to sense the other person’s departure, and his face paled slightly.

Immediately after, an image of Su Bai undergoing his tribulation seemed to appear in his deep purple pupils as he murmured to himself:

"Whether we can survive this calamity in the future will all depend on you, the fated one..."

He hadn’t stopped the battle between the Gui Chen Sect and the numerous Daoists for a reason. He knew it was Su Bai’s own fortuitous encounter, and he would not actively intervene.

In fact, if not for a problem he himself was facing that prevented him from leaving this Nine-Layer Immortal Palace, he would have gone to see Su Bai long ago.

Unfortunately, the world is unpredictable, and fate plays tricks on people.

Then, the light in his eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head with a sigh.

"There isn’t much time left..."

It was unclear whether he was talking about some matter or about himself.

...

The great sun sank in the west. The afterglow of sunset spilled through the vast clouds and mist, scattering countless flecks of shattered gold.

Bathed in the twilight, the Da Yu Capital City seemed to have completely recovered from the terror of the daytime, gradually returning to its usual liveliness.

However, the flow of people was still much sparser than usual.

Only the roadside vendors, seemingly not a single one missing, had all opened their doors for business.

But being truly in the midst of it, one could still feel the panic and fear in the hearts of the common people as they walked by.

This was evident from the way they would occasionally look up at the sky.

But although they still had lingering fears, they could not escape the pressures of life.

A Celestial Transformation might not necessarily kill you.

But poverty really will!

The Da Yu Capital City was endlessly prosperous, a rarity in the world. It was the Divine City, the Immortal City in the hearts of the people, and everyone wanted to get in.

Naturally, living here was not easy.

"Sigh..."

Cui Yanliang touched the shiny, bald scalp under his hood, feeling annoyed.

There are some things you don’t care about when you have them, but when they’re gone, it just feels wrong.

Hair, for example.

Before, he had cultivated a powerful technique Su Bai gave him. His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, but the price was...

He had gone bald!

Before cultivating this technique, he had always complained about the trouble of washing his hair. But now, if he could feel even a single strand, he would probably be happy for half the day.

"It’s just hair, what’s the big deal?"

Jin Yunfeng, who had recovered a bit from his injuries and was also cloaked in a hood, spoke optimistically.

’Forget hair, I don’t even have a physical body anymore.’

’Even my you-know-what is gone.’

’So what’s the big deal?’

’It’s a trivial matter. I don’t care at all.’

"Hero Jin, can your bones still hold up?"

Cui Yanliang paid him no mind and asked with concern.

Jin Yunfeng was in a very bad state. Although his White Bone Body possessed the ability to absorb the qi of mountains and Earth Veins to heal his injuries, the process still required time.

Right now, Jin Yunfeng’s skeleton was practically falling apart. Every step he took made a CLICK-CLACK sound, as if he could disintegrate at any moment.

"It’s nothing serious."

Jin Yunfeng said, his steps faltering as he suddenly stopped.

They were at the entrance to a long street.

Before him was an old, leafless tree. From this spot, looking into the distance, one could see a massive mansion at the end of the long street, one that was almost completely deserted.

That was the Capital City Gui Dao Mansion.

Enshrined within was a former Little Ghost who once served under the Netherworld Venerable Master—the current number one ghost-god in the world, Qin Wuliang!

’The poor Old Mansion Master... he protected the Ten Thousand Spirits for tens of thousands of years, only to end up like this...’

Looking at the Gui Dao Mansion—sparsely populated, its incense cut off, and its gates sealed shut—Jin Yunfeng couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.

There were many inactive Daoists in the world, and no shortage of those who fooled the common people. There were even plenty who bullied the good and feared the wicked, but Qin Wuliang was certainly not one of them.

The reason the Da Yu Capital City had become the number one city in the world, an Immortal City and a Divine City in the hearts of the people, wasn’t just because it was the capital of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty.

It was also because this place was once a truly safe haven where no Demon Ghosts or evil spirits dared to cause trouble at will.

This was, of course, due in no small part to the deterrence of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty’s upper echelons, but the Old Mansion Master’s intimidating presence was also not to be underestimated.

"Truly ungrateful..."

Cui Yanliang also shook his head.

The two walked down the sparsely populated long street. With the fall of the Gui Chen Sect, the Gui Dao Mansion was no longer guarded by their Daoists. However, there were still many disciples in Gui Chen Sect attire who were unaware of the great changes that had occurred.

Seeing Cui Yanliang and Jin Yunfeng approach, their expressions changed, and they were about to act, but Cui Yanliang casually froze them in place with a point of his finger.

After that, the two tore down the Gui Chen Sect’s seals on the gate and walls and walked into the Gui Dao Mansion.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

A cold wind blew over the accumulated snow. The Gui Dao Mansion was exceptionally desolate, covered everywhere in dust.

The Incense Burner inside had long since been extinguished, and a faint stench drifted from it.

"Damn them!"

Jin Yunfeng’s bones CLICKED and CLACKED, shaking with anger.

He sensed that the Incense Burner was full of foul-smelling feces.

This was using feces to insult a god!

CREAK!

As the two walked into the courtyard, the seals on the temple door also fell off automatically, and the great doors slowly swung open.

The two looked up, and in the darkness, a pair of eyes instantly lit up.

The gaze in those eyes was ancient and clear, seeming to contain mountains, rivers, and great peaks within, so deep that one could not see their bottom.

But it also carried an undisguised trace of exhaustion.

It was as if he had forced himself awake from a deep slumber, mustering his spirit to open his eyes.

As the eyes lit up, the gloom in the entire room seemed to be instantly dispelled.

The stench in the air was immediately replaced by the spreading scent of burning incense.

Cui Yanliang and Jin Yunfeng both felt a jolt in their hearts.

Inside the gradually brightening temple, they saw an old man with a square face, bronze skin, and a tall build, resembling a fierce general on a battlefield, sitting cross-legged.

The old man’s face was full of the vicissitudes of life; he was stern and unsmiling, and deep within his eyes lay a profound weariness.

"Old Mansion Master..."

Seeing this person, Jin Yunfeng immediately fell to his knees and kowtowed heavily.

"Thank you for your righteous intervention earlier, Old Mansion Master!"

Hearing this, the old man’s expression softened slightly.

With a gentle flick of his sleeve, he made Jin Yunfeng rise to his feet involuntarily.

Then, he slowly began to speak:

"You have become a White Bone Body, yet you still have not forgotten the affairs of the mortal world, nor the countless people under heaven."

"You have done well. Scholars with your kind of passion are few and far between."