Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3979: Azure Light Mountain

The Master of Profound Secrets held a deep passion for alchemy, crafting elixirs of every imaginable grade and variety. Beyond the standard God Tier pills, he consistently produced a steady supply of Immortal Tier pills.

Since he rarely used the bulk of these creations himself, they inevitably flowed into the markets of Azure Mountain City, becoming coveted treasures for various factions.

Organizations of all scales across the entire Jade’s End Heaven would maintain a constant presence in Azure Mountain City. Their singular motive was clear: to monitor the pill releases from Azure Light Mountain. While the more powerful factions focused their resources on low and mid-grade God Tier pills, smaller groups vied for the more attainable Immortal Tier pills.

Possessing unparalleled skill in alchemy, the Master of Profound Secrets ensured that any pill he refined saw its efficacy and quality boosted by at least thirty percent, yet he kept them remarkably affordable. Consequently, any offering from Azure Light Mountain was instantly snapped up, with the proceeds returning to the Master in the form of precious heavenly resources.

Jian Chen had gathered all this intelligence since his arrival in the Jade’s End Heaven half a month prior. Rather than impulsively ascending Azure Light Mountain, he had spent his time frequenting major cities, leveraging his resources to glean information regarding both the Master of Profound Secrets and the Skyscraping World.

Decades had passed since the Skyscraping World fell into seclusion, yet Jian Chen found no recent reports on the location within the Jade’s End Heaven. The two heavenly emperors had successfully suppressed all information, and the truth had yet to surface.

In fact, even the major powers of the Jade’s End Heaven remained completely ignorant of the events involving the Skyscraping World.

Jian Chen gazed down at the bustling thoroughfare, lost in thought.

His identity as an imposter was no longer a secret within the Skyscraping World; it was widely understood that the Thousand Immortal General Chang Yang, the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens’ Sect Master, and the Skyscraping World’s Yang Yutian were indeed one and the same. Should the Master of Profound Secrets discover his ties to the Sword Sect of Violet Heavens, he would likely exercise greater vigilance, potentially complicating Jian Chen’s plans.

Therefore, prior to approaching Azure Light Mountain, Jian Chen insisted on making every necessary preparation.

After all, numerous experts were silently coveting the sovereign god artifacts currently in his possession.

Suddenly, dark, heavy clouds gathered over Azure Light Mountain in the distance, with violet lightning crackling ominously and thunder echoing across the horizon.

The moment these ominous clouds manifested, every cultivator within the city, thousands of kilometers away, felt a heavy, suffocating pressure as if a mountain were crushing their chests.

“Another lightning tribulation, much like the one a century ago…”

“The Master of Profound Secrets must be tempering a magnificent God Tier pill. He triggers such a phenomenon every century…”

“No wonder no pills have emerged from Azure Light Mountain recently. He is surely crafting a peerless treasure. I wonder how long the process will take?”

“Some high-grade God Tier pills require thousands or even tens of thousands of years to complete. The one currently under refinement is clearly exceptional. It seems we won’t see any more Immortal Tier pills from this peak for quite some time.”

Conversations rippled through Azure Mountain City as residents watched the colossal tribulation clouds loom over the mountain, many expressing profound regret.

All at once, a overwhelming pressure spilled forth from Azure Light Mountain. A surge of immense cultivation manifested as a giant, spectral hand reaching up from the depths, striking the heavens with enough force to shatter the void.

Countless cultivators in the city squinted at the sight, their faces draining of blood.

To them, the sheer power of that hand was catastrophic; even the faint ripples of its presence were enough to obliterate most observers.

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, the energy-infused hand collided with the tribulation lightning. The terrifying storm that had terrified the populace was instantly dispersed by that single, forceful strike.

The sky above Azure Light Mountain swirled in agony, with spatial fractures spreading across the firmament before the reality itself crumbled into shards.

The heavens above the peak were plunged into fleeting darkness. Only after several seconds did the space stabilize and the skies clear.

As the pressure vanished, the cultivators in the city drew breaths of relief, as if a massive weight had been lifted from their spirits.

From his seat in a roadside restaurant, Jian Chen watched the spot where the hand had faded. He recognized the technique. It belonged to one of the four experts who had assisted the Master of Profound Secrets against the Starflame Demon Lion: the Ancient Virtue Immortal Exalt of the Immortal Courtyard of Four Sages from the Scholarly Attainment Heaven—a Fifth Heavenly Layer Immortal Exalt.

Just then, a figure garbed in black robes appeared before him. He spoke in a hushed tone, “Everything is ready as you commanded.”

The man in black was the Thousand Soul Demon Exalt.

He then continued, “The preparations are complete.”

After a moment of solitary contemplation, Jian Chen rose, turned to the Thousand Soul Demon Exalt, and stated, “Let us proceed.”

Excitement flickered in the eyes of the Thousand Soul Demon Exalt before he vanished without a sound, slipping into the Primeval Divine Hall.

Jian Chen departed Azure Mountain City, re-assuming the face of the identity familiar to the Master of Profound Secrets, and flew directly toward the main gates of Azure Light Mountain.

The Master of Profound Secrets was a man who deeply valued his reputation. Regardless of status or power, every guest was required to approach on foot through the main entrance. Attempting to bypass the gates by flight was considered a grave provocation.

While this rule was strictly followed by local factions and those of lesser status, even the Master wouldn’t dare protest if a late-stage Immortal Exalt chose to ignore it. However, since Jian Chen’s intentions were anything but friendly, he chose to adhere to protocol to avoid unnecessary complications.

“Identify yourself!” As he approached the threshold, a medicinal page—a Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortal—blocked his path with an arrogant glare.

Though the page possessed a youthful appearance, one could only guess at his true age.

“I am Yang Yutian, here to visit the Master of Profound Secrets,” Jian Chen said, clasping his fist and observing the page’s reaction closely.

The page’s expression remained indifferent, as if the name meant nothing. He waved his hand dismissively and replied, “Can’t you see the Master is busy refining? He receives no guests during such times. Begone, and stop interfering with the forging of his peerless pill.”

Calmly, Jian Chen produced a small tablet. “This is the token the Master bestowed upon me.”

The page sneered. “The Master gave strict orders that this pill is of the utmost importance. He will see no one, not even those with a tablet.” Despite his words, he snatched the tablet out of habit—only for his gaze to freeze upon it.

The Master of Profound Secrets frequently issued many tablets of varying grades. However, this particular token was of the highest caliber.

The page knew well that only those of significant influence—individuals the Master deemed untouchable or of such lofty status that he himself maintained caution—possessed such tokens.

Recognizing the gravity of the object, the page realized that Jian Chen was a figure the Master was obligated to treat with reverence. If Jian Chen were to show any sign of irritation to the Master, the page would likely face immediate execution.

The page’s demeanor shifted instantly to extreme obsequiousness. Holding the tablet with both hands, he returned it to Jian Chen with a trembling voice, “I am a blind fool for failing to recognize such an esteemed visitor. Please, allow me to make amends.”

“May I proceed now?” Jian Chen asked coldly.

“Of course, of course! This way, senior. I shall guide you to the main hall immediately!” The page bowed repeatedly and led Jian Chen toward a grand structure.

Inside, over a dozen pages scrambled to serve him, already informed of his status. They scurried to offer spiritual fruits, displaying the utmost care.

“Senior, the Master has warned us that the current refinement is critical. He requested not to be disturbed, but given your special status, you are exempt. Please, wait a moment; I shall notify him immediately.”

“Go ahead,” Jian Chen replied with a wave of his hand. Privately, he sighed, fully aware that this preferential treatment was merely a remnant of his connection to the Illusionary Ancestor.

He remained puzzled by the ancestor’s inexplicable kindness toward him.

“Hahahaha! I was wondering why the refinement had proceeded with such ease. So, it is my friend Yang Yutian who has graced Azure Light Mountain—your presence has truly blessed this land. Even this cauldron of ancient pills suddenly feels much lighter to manage…”

Before long, the Master of Profound Secrets’ familiar voice echoed through the hall. He entered, still radiating the heat of the alchemy room, his robes slightly singed at the edges.

As he stepped into the cool hall, the ambient temperature surged, turning the room into a sweltering hearth.