Chapter 520 - 457: Revere Me Like a God

"Help... help us... become Monarchs..."

Qian Xin Master murmured these words repeatedly, his voice hoarse. He subconsciously activated his Qingxin and mind-focusing Magic. A refreshing Daoist Intent rose from his Purple Mansion, cleansing his Divine Soul and sweeping across his spiritual altar. He feared that something had gone wrong with his Cultivation, allowing an all-pervasive Heart Demon to invade and cause such absurd auditory hallucinations and delusions.

Situ Huaji did the same. Acting even more drastically, he directly bit the tip of his tongue. The coppery taste of blood and sharp pain flooded his senses, rendering his spiritual altar increasingly clear.

Everything before them was undeniably real—including the calm Primordial True Monarch sitting beneath the withered tree, and the warm tea that had splashed from the shattered cup he had dropped!

Although Ling Master did not make such overt movements, the rapidly circulating clear light in her eyes and her slightly trembling fingers indicated that she was using her Secret Skill to inspect herself inside and out.

After employing their various methods, the expressions of the three gradually shifted from extreme shock and disbelief to something far more complex: astonishment, wild joy, bewilderment, and even a hint of dreamlike unreality.

But ultimately, all their senses were telling them one fact:

Everything before their eyes...

Seemed...

To be real!

THUD! THUD! THUD!

There was no more hesitation! The three of them knelt heavily on the ground again, almost simultaneously, with even more ferocity and force than before! Their foreheads slammed hard against the cold, unyielding bluestone floor, producing muffled thuds.

Their voices, distorted and trembling due to extreme excitement and gratitude, echoed loudly in the Daoist Temple:

"We—

"Thank the True Monarch for your boundless grace!

"We are willing to serve the True Monarch to the death! Even through a hundred deaths and a thousand tribulations, even if our souls are shattered, we shall have no regrets!"

Looking at the three people before him, who were too excited to control themselves and frantically expressing their loyalty, the faint smile on Qi Yun’s lips remained. He gently waved his hand, and a soft yet irresistible force lifted the three of them up.

"That’s enough," his voice was calm, carrying an understanding that saw through people’s hearts. "If I didn’t trust you, I wouldn’t have given you this opportunity."

"Go." Qi Yun flicked his finger. Three ancient tokens, swirling with chaotic iridescent light and containing Dao Patterns, gently drifted down before them.

"Take my tokens and head to Xuanmo Cliff.

"There will naturally be people there to receive and guide you.

"They will help you solidify and elevate your Cultivation in the shortest time possible, until you reach the peak of the Great Master Realm."

With trembling hands, the three respectfully held up the tokens. Though as light as feathers, they felt as heavy as mountains. Feeling the trace of supreme Dao Rhyme and authority belonging to the "Primordial" within, their emotions surged once more!

"We shall strictly follow the True Monarch’s Dharma decree!"

They kowtowed deeply once more, carefully and solemnly tucking the tokens into the inner pockets of their robes. Only then did they bow and back out of the courtyard step by step. It wasn’t until they turned the corner of the mountain path that they transformed into three irrepressibly excited streaks of Escape Light, speeding off in the direction of Xuanmo Cliff.

With the three dismissed, the Daoist Temple courtyard returned to tranquility. Qi Yun picked up the coarse pottery teapot on the stone table and refilled a cup of clear tea for the clear-featured young Daoist opposite him, who had been sitting quietly without saying a word.

The tea mist curled upward, carrying a subtle and elegant fragrance. Qi Yun looked at the other man and spoke slowly.

"Teacher...

"I did not give you this opportunity to become a Monarch.

"You won’t blame me, will you?"

Hearing Qi Yun’s words, Xuan Ming across from him was taken aback for a moment before shaking his head and smiling. His smile was peaceful and open-minded. In his eyes, there was gratification, emotion, and a profound understanding that had seen through the affairs of the world.

"Your current Cultivation has surpassed mine by more than ten thousand times, standing at a height I never even reached in my past life." Xuan Ming picked up his teacup and took a light sip. "How you act naturally comes with your own considerations and plans. Why would I blame you?"

The tea mist continued to drift, its fragrance lingering. Qi Yun also picked up his teacup, but he didn’t drink. He looked up, his gaze piercing through the Daoist Temple’s simple eaves toward the endless, vast Celestial Vault, his eyes turning profound and distant.

He slowly explained, "Teacher is perceptive. Although I can use the ’Primordial’ method to pluck Dao Fruits directly from All Marvelous Heaven...

"But any Dao Fruit plucked by my hands, regardless of whether it originally had an owner or not, is instantly dominated and subdued by my Primordial Dao the moment it is plucked.

"Therefore, those who use these Dao Fruits to become Monarchs will have their Great Dao Foundation permanently branded with the ’Primordial’ mark. Their paths will forever be dominated and influenced by my Primordial Dao.

"Moreover... the higher their Cultivation grows, the more profound this domination and influence will become, and the more... inseparable it will be. Over time, they will revere me just as they revere... a god!"

As he spoke, his gaze had fallen back onto Xuan Ming, iridescence swirling in his eyes, and his final words carried a chillingly lofty tone.

Qi Yun’s words caused Xuan Ming, who had always been peaceful and open-minded, to suddenly turn serious. Although he had long known that Qi Yun’s strength far exceeded that of ordinary True Monarchs after becoming one, hearing it now...

How was this merely being "strong"? This practically redefined the relationship between "Dao Fruit" and "True Monarch" on a fundamental level! Not only could he casually pluck those lofty Dao Fruits, but he could even use them to artificially...

"Manufacture True Monarchs!" Xuan Ming couldn’t help but spit out these words in a low voice, a hint of a tremble in his tone.

"So..." Xuan Ming took a deep breath, suppressing the raging waves in his heart. "That’s why you didn’t use this method on me?"

Qi Yun nodded frankly. "Yes. Teacher, you have the grace of guiding me and guarding my Dao.

"I hope that your Dao remains purely your own, free from the fetters of any external forces.

"Even if the road ahead is harder, you will still be you."

Xuan Ming fell silent for a moment. Ultimately, his silence transformed into a long sigh. The complexity in his eyes vanished, leaving only gratification and relief.

"You have walked your path much further than I imagined.

"Since you have this ability, then feel free to do as you see fit."

Qi Yun raised his cup, substituting tea for wine, and gently clinked it against Xuan Ming’s. The master and disciple said no more; everything was understood without words.

Time flew by like a shuttle. In the blink of an eye, thirty years passed leisurely.

On this day, at the Enlightenment Terrace of Xuanmo Cliff.

This place was the most forbidden of forbidden areas within the Holy Sect. It had been personally transformed by Qi Yun using Primordial Power, turning it into a small Dao Realm independent of the Profound Yellow world, where the flow of time and space fluctuated.

Over the past thirty years, under the rotational guidance of the True Monarch’s Dharma Bodies of Great Sun Purple Extreme, Nether Spring Blood Sea, and Sword Monarch, along with the allocation of countless resources, the Cultivations of Qian Xin, Situ Huaji, and Ling Master had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the Great Master Realm!

Their auras had reached Perfection, and their Dao Foundations were solid. They were only missing the final step—the Dao Fruit!

And today was the day for that final step!

BUZZ!

Above Xuanmo Cliff, the void suddenly rippled like water. Qi Yun’s figure appeared silently directly above the Enlightenment Terrace. He stood with his hands behind his back, his calm gaze sweeping over the three people sitting cross-legged below. They looked nervous yet expectant. He gave a slight nod.

"The time has come."

With that said, he spoke no more. He slowly raised his right hand and gently swiped at the endless heights above—the void that mysteriously connected to All Marvelous Heaven!

RIIIP!

The void was torn open like a piece of fabric, revealing a massive rift! Behind the rift was a dazzling world where Dao Rhyme flowed like an ocean—it was a reflection of a corner of All Marvelous Heaven!

Countless Dao Fruits drifted within it like stars!

"The first, the [Formless Myriad Transformations Dao Fruit], is given to—Qian Xin."

Iridescence flashed in Qi Yun’s eyes. He slightly opened his five fingers and made a grabbing motion through the air toward a specific spot in the Star Sea of Dao Fruits!

BOOM!

A bizarre Dao Fruit, completely transparent and seemingly without a fixed form, constantly shifting and transforming freely, was steadily plucked out by a chaotic, iridescent giant hand that condensed out of thin air!

The moment the Dao Fruit left All Marvelous Heaven, it erupted with terrifying fluctuations of Dao Rhyme, as if about to transform into thousands of different Great Dao attacks. But under the suppression of the Primordial iridescence, it instantly returned to calm, becoming incredibly docile.

"Go!"

Qi Yun flicked his finger. The transparent Dao Fruit, swirling with Formless Myriad Transformations Dao Rhyme, turned into a streak of Flowing Light and shot straight into the glabella of the Thousand Heart Daoist below!

"Argh—" The Thousand Heart Daoist’s entire body trembled violently. His face contorted due to the majestic Dao Rhyme and Great Dao information that suddenly surged into him. However, he gritted his teeth and desperately circulated the fusion Dharma Gate Qi Yun had taught him, beginning the arduous yet resolute process of fusing with the "Formless Myriad Transformations" Dao Fruit!

His figure began to turn slightly illusory, with countless scenes flashing rapidly around him, as if he were simultaneously evolving thousands of possibilities!

"The second, the [Profound Sea Imperial Gold Dao Fruit], is given to—Situ Huaji."

Qi Yun did not stop his movements; he reached out and grabbed toward the reflection of All Marvelous Heaven once again!

CLANG!

A sound of clashing metal, seemingly capable of piercing one’s eardrums, exploded in the air!

An overbearing Dao Fruit, intertwined with dark gold and deep blue, shaped like a giant, inverted heaven-cleaving axe, and radiating boundless sharpness, murderous intent, and a heavy Dao Rhyme as vast as the ocean, was seized by the iridescent giant hand!

The Dao Fruit spontaneously shot out thousands of golden halberd rays and deep blue water blades, attempting to tear apart everything in its path, but they were similarly and effortlessly smoothed over by the Primordial iridescence.

"Fuse!"

Qi Yun pointed a finger, and the Profound Sea Imperial Gold Dao Fruit transformed into a streak of intertwined golden and blue Flowing Light, fiercely plunging into Situ Huaji’s chest!

SPURT!

Situ Huaji violently spat out a mouthful of blood that contained a metallic luster, yet a terrifyingly sharp glint erupted in his eyes!

The muscles all over his body bulged. Beneath his skin, it looked as though countless golden and deep blue Dao Patterns were roaming, emitting a thunderous roar! An unmatched, domineering aura, accompanied by the endless flow of profound water, slowly rose from within his body!

"The third, the [Myriad Fiend Great Demon Dao Fruit], is given to—Ling."

The final grab!

ROAR!

A soundless roar, filled with a savage, brutal, and chaotic aura, echoed as if originating from the very beginning of the world’s creation!

A terrifying Dao Fruit, pitch-black as ink, with billions of different fiend and Demon Patterns swirling on its surface, and seemingly nurturing the phantoms of countless fiend gods and demon lords within, was grasped by the iridescent hand!

The resistance from this Dao Fruit was the most intense. It even materialized the phantoms of Ancient Fierce Beasts like the Qiongqi and Xiangliu, lunging out to attack. However, under the absolute Status of the Primordial, all resistance was futile. It was swiftly suppressed and tamed.

"Merge!"

Qi Yun pointed for the final time. The "Myriad Fiend Great Demon" Dao Fruit, representing the extreme of the fiendish and demonic path and surging with monstrous ferocity, transformed into a demonic light as black as night and pierced directly into the top of the skull of Ling Master!

"Ugh..." Ling Master let out a muffled groan. Her eyes instantly turned into a pool of pure pitch-black. Bizarre yet noble purple-black fiendish and Demon Patterns began to surface on her forehead, cheeks, arms, and elsewhere!

Behind her, a towering demonic phantom, possessing a pair of horns on its head, bearing demonic wings, and radiating an aura that dominated myriad fiends, slowly solidified!

An aura that was a mixture of extreme malevolence and absolute overbearance shot into the sky!

The three Dao Fruits had been injected into the bodies of the three individuals respectively!

The entire Xuanmo Cliff Dao Realm began to tremble violently due to these three terrifying, suddenly erupting, and constantly climbing Dao Rhymes!

Countless anomalies were born in the void. There were scenes of all things being born and returning to the Returning Ruins, armored warhorses and clashing weapons shaking the mountains and rivers, and myriad fiends worshipping as a Demon Lord descended upon the world!

At the same time, ripples echoed through All Marvelous Heaven, attracting the attention of countless gazes.

Qi Yun floated quietly in the air, watching the three people below enter their most critical fusion and transformation. With no joy or sorrow in his eyes, he turned and left.

The true test and the act of guarding their Dao had only just begun.

A new era was about to raise its curtain.