Chapter 322 - 52: Promotion to Ultimate Profession, Awaiting Return

Chapter 322: Chapter 52: Promotion to Ultimate Profession, Awaiting Return

"Brother Chen, is Lord Mountain God incredibly strong? Did he kill that bad guy in a single blow?"

The villagers swarmed him, all talking at once, their faces full of curiosity and concern.

Looking at the simple, warm smiles before him, Chen Ye felt a warmth spread through his heart.

He smiled and answered their questions, though he omitted many of the dangerous details, only saying he had been watching from the sidelines and was unharmed.

"It’s good you’re back! It’s good you’re back!" The old village chief leaned on his cane, his face beaming with relief as he looked at Chen Ye. "Everyone, don’t just stand there! Quick, bring out the best wine! Bring out the fattest beast! Today, we’re going to celebrate Lord Mountain God’s Transformation into a Dragon!"

"YEAH—!"

Kawa Village was once again drowned in a sky-shaking cheer.

As the villagers prepared the feast, Chen Ye quietly opened his system panel and selected "Confirm."

In an instant, a golden light appeared before his eyes.

[Profession upgraded to Ultimate Profession—Ten Thousand Tribulations Blade Monarch]

[Ten Thousand Tribulations Blade Monarch: All things have their calamity; all dharmas have their fate. You are both walking disaster and the player who moves the pieces of destiny.]

[Talent: Eye of Calamity and Fate—Your eyes can see through the Tribulation Lines and Fate Lines of all things in the world. Tribulation Lines represent destruction and endings, while Fate Lines represent life and fortune. Not only can you sever Tribulation Lines to cause collapse, but you can also use your own True Essence as a catalyst to nudge or even weave minute Fate Lines, invisibly influencing the course of events and the trajectory of destiny.]

Eye of Calamity and Fate!

Chen Ye’s heart pounded.

If the previous Tribulation Eye only gave him ultimate destructive power, the current Eye of Calamity and Fate granted him a far more profound and unfathomable ability—interfering with destiny!

Although the Talent description said he could only nudge and weave "minute" Fate Lines, Chen Ye knew exactly how terrifying the potential of this ability was.

As the saying goes, a thousand-mile dike can collapse from an anthill.

Often, a single, insignificant change was enough to trigger a world-shaking chain reaction.

While Chen Ye was lost in thought, the feast had been prepared. A villager came to invite him over, so he closed the panel and headed to the party.

Chen Ye’s arrival naturally drew many villagers wanting to toast him, and he refused no one, drinking every cup offered.

For a time, the party’s atmosphere reached a fever pitch.

But while Kawa Village, deep within the Southern Wilderness Mountain Range, was immersed in celebration, the entire Qingzhou Cultivation Realm had been thrown into chaos by the world-shaking phenomenon.

Qingzhou Prefectural Yamen, the rear hall.

The dignified Qingzhou Prefect, dressed in his Official Uniform, stood before a window with a solemn expression, gazing toward the southern sky.

Even from hundreds of miles away, he could still sense a terrifying aura lingering in that direction—an aura that made even his own heart palpitate.

"My Lord!"

An official from the Prefectural Yamen rushed in from outside, his expression one of unconcealed shock.

"Speak." The Qingzhou Prefect did not turn around, his voice steady.

"My... My Lord! A report has come in from the scout we sent to monitor the Southern Wilderness!" The official swallowed, his voice rushed. "Just two hours ago, a strange phenomenon appeared in the direction of the Southern Wilderness Mountain Range! The sky changed, and a great thunderstorm raged!"

"And then?" the Qingzhou Prefect asked.

"Then the scout said he saw a giant dragon burst from the dark clouds with his own eyes, coiling in the heavens above! The Dragon Mighty could be felt even from a hundred miles away!"

"A giant dragon?" The Qingzhou Prefect’s pupils contracted sharply at his words. He finally turned around, a sharp glint in his eyes. "Are you certain it was a True Dragon?"

"Absolutely certain!" The official nodded emphatically. "The scout said it was definitely a True Dragon of legend! And... and not long after that, the Lifebound Soul Lamp of Manor Master Jian Jingchuan at Celestial Sword Manor was extinguished!"

"What?!" Even with his steady Heart Nature, the Qingzhou Prefect couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath upon hearing the news.

’Jian Jingchuan is dead?’

’The Manor Master of Celestial Sword Manor, who had been entrenched in Qingzhou for centuries with a Cultivation at the Core Formation Realm Late Stage, just died like that?’

Connecting these two pieces of news, a conjecture so incredible even he found it hard to believe surfaced in his mind.

’Could it be... that Great Demon from the Southern Wilderness successfully managed to Transform into a Dragon?’

’And it was the one who killed Jian Jingchuan?’

"Is this information reliable?" he asked in a low voice.

"It is! Our inside source at Celestial Sword Manor has already confirmed it! The manor is in complete chaos right now!" the official replied with certainty.

The Qingzhou Prefect fell silent.

He paced back and forth, his expression shifting uncertainly.

If all of this was true, then the very heavens over Qingzhou were about to change.

A True Dragon that had just successfully Transformed into a Dragon and was capable of killing a Great Cultivator at the Core Formation Late Stage... its power was likely far beyond anyone’s imagination.

"Relay my orders!" He stopped abruptly, a decisive glint in his eyes. "Immediately prepare a generous gift—no, three of them! Then send someone to deliver them to the outskirts of the Southern Wilderness Mountain Range. Remember, our posture must be even more humble than last time! We must express, to the greatest possible extent, the sincerity of our Qingzhou Prefecture’s desire to build ties, or even to offer tribute!"

"Ah?" The official was stunned. "My Lord, isn’t this... isn’t this a bit too...."

"What do you know!" the Qingzhou Prefect barked. "This is called sizing up the situation! A toothless old tiger has died, only to be replaced by a true divine dragon! If we aren’t the first to declare our position, it will be too late for regrets when others beat us to it!"

"Go at once! There must be no mistakes!"

"Yes! This subordinate obeys!" The official dared not say more, quickly accepting the order and withdrawing.

Similar scenes were playing out all across Qingzhou.

Countless Sects and Loose Cultivators who smelled an opportunity wanted to be the first to rush to the Southern Wilderness. They hoped to pay their respects to this newly ascended Dragon Monarch and get a piece of the pie.

But without exception, all of them were blocked by an invisible force at the outskirts of the Southern Wilderness Mountain Range.