I Have A Cultivation World Chapter 2432 - 1086: Three Phoenix Dharma Aspects (Part 4)

"I've only reached out to the Taixu MiaoMiao Palace for now; they promised to forward the word, but still no reply has come!"

Yuan Zhen lacks the Message Talismans belonging to those two Deity Transformation powerhouses, forcing her to relay the message through the two Great Holy Lands instead. Fortunately, at the Dao Morale Sect, Dustless happened to be inside the sect, so the response arrived right away.

A clash at the Deity Transformation realm demands participants who have also reached Deity Transformation.

Even though Ye Qing stands at Nascent Soul Complete and holds the Tai He Dao Fruit, would he risk stepping onto the aerial battlefield wielding the Tai Peacekeeping Sword? In mere moments, the shockwaves would tear his form apart.

Still, the Nine Heavens Morality Sect, as an Ancient Sacred Land from the East Continent, boasts foundations far beyond the ordinary. Confronting the trio of Deity Transformations overhead, while faces grew grave, elite Nascent Soul Cultivators such as Yuan Huanghu stood firm like unyielding peaks.

"If things truly turn dire, we may need to offer you up, Zhen’er!"

Out of nowhere, Yuan Huanghu addressed Yuan Zhen at his side, draining the color from her refined features in an instant.

The Nine Heavens Morality Sect possesses a Secret Technique capable of summoning an Ascended Monk from the Upper Realm, yet it demands a vessel in perfect harmony with that monk.

Yuan Zhen, with her Yuan family bloodline and having absorbed the Nine Heavens Dao Fruit that Yuan Qingque left behind before ascending, emerges as the ideal choice right now.

This was the core intent behind crafting the Dao Fruit in the first place.

Yet no matter a Nascent Soul Cultivator's strength, how could they endure the full might of an Ascended Monk? What's more, for Yuan Qingque to eliminate the White Bone Demon King and those two True Spirit Flood Dragons, he'd have to unleash force nearing the Cultivating Void stage.

Under such strain, the vessel—Yuan Zhen—would surely crumble. In the mildest outcome, her frame shatters and her cultivation crumbles; in the worst, she vanishes entirely.

That urgency drove Yuan Zhen to desperately reach out to the other two Holy Lands.

She had grasped this risk from the moment she took on the Nine Heavens Dao Fruit inheritance.

Back then, though, nobody would turn it down.

For in the Nine Heavens Morality Sect, no such calamity had struck in thousands of years. Yuan Zhen never imagined a day would arrive when her own life served to call forth Yuan Qingque.

But against all odds, it had come today...

"Understood, Family Head!"

Though reluctance churned within her, Yuan Zhen knew full well that her current standing owed everything to the care from her family and sect—so in this crisis, refusal was neither possible nor conceivable for her.

Her agreement brought a wave of relief to Yuan Huanghu and the rest.

Should Yuan Zhen have pushed back, coercive measures existed, yet they would have sparked an ugly confrontation.

In the end, as kin, she chose to step up during this pivotal hour.

"Junior Sister's cultivation remains too frail; if Master descends, perhaps only a single blow could land. Allow me to take your place!"

Right then, Ye Qing shared his idea, stirring tears of thanks in Yuan Zhen's eyes as she shook her head fiercely.

"Absolutely not, Daoist Child. Your gifts guarantee you'll attain Deity Transformation once this ordeal passes. Besides, with the Sect Master newly transformed facing enemies this mighty, it would surely harm his essence and shorten his days. The sect's tomorrow rests on your shoulders!"

"That's right, Daoist Child—you lack the Yuan bloodline. Though Ancestor Xuan Tian once grasped the Tai He Dao Fruit, the odds of the Descent Method succeeding with you are perilously low."

"The Saintess's aptitude nears perfection; by giving herself for the sect like this, she'll live on in our memories and those of endless future disciples, forever bathed in radiant honor..."

Every Nascent Soul Cultivator of the Nine Heavens Morality Sect, Yuan Huanghu included, urged Ye Qing against it.

For them, endless years had worn away blood ties and family bonds, etching only an unshakeable devotion to the sect into their souls.

Laying down one's life for the sect marks the highest honor!

And through that sacrifice, they aimed to secure the sect's Holy Land legacy for ages untold.

Therefore, Ye Qing must be preserved.

Hearing their counsel, a surge of bitterness welled in Yuan Zhen, but she held back any protest against her fated offering.

Ye Qing's brow furrowed deeply too, aware the surrounding elders spoke truth. Still, his temperament forbade watching Yuan Zhen perish.

But peering skyward at Ni Yuanzhong, cornered by the three Deity Transformations and falling back despite his pair of Sixth Rank Artifacts, Ye Qing swallowed any rash words.

"Hold on—what of Sect Master Chen from the Five Elements Sect? Doesn't he wield Deity Transformation-level might too? Can we summon his aid?"

Just then, a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Nine Heavens Morality Sect proposed the idea.

Hope flared in Ye Qing as he turned to Yuan Zhen.

Yuan Zhen had always handled outreach to the Five Elements Sect.

"I'm afraid that won't work. Word just came from the Eastern Wilderness that Sect Master Chen has begun facing his Deity Transformation Tribulation..."

Yuan Zhen gave a wry smile, bowing her head in acceptance of what lay ahead.

"Sigh, it must be fate!"

Yuan Huanghu let out a heavy breath; if there were another way, he too would spare Yuan Zhen this fate, yet the sect's very existence hung in the balance.

"Junior Sister, once I reach Deity Transformation, I'll eradicate the Demon Path and that Mysterious Sea Flood Dragon to avenge you!"

Realizing Yuan Zhen's offering could not be avoided today, Ye Qing vowed it through clenched teeth and reddened eyes.

"Senior Brother, your path leads to ascension—don't tangle yourself further over me. Those cultivation days shared with you were the calmest I ever knew..."

Meeting her end, Yuan Zhen found peace, her mind drifting to journeys across the world alongside Ye Qing in the Nine Heavens Morality Sect—back when he managed nearly everything, leaving her just to oversee Spirit Stones, check ledgers, and count rewards.

It was in that era, within the Eastern Wilderness, that they crossed paths with Chen Mobai.

If only those moments could have lasted forever, how perfect it would be.

Lost in such reflections, Yuan Zhen drew a Message Talisman from her Storage Bag—it belonged to Chen Mobai.

Now, facing the end, words she once held back could finally flow.

She hoped that after his Deity Transformation, across two thousand years, he might still recall her as a companion.

Clinging to that wish, Yuan Zhen ignited the Message Talisman, sending it soaring toward the Eastern Wilderness amid the wild surges of heaven and earth's spiritual energy.

"Set up the Dharma Altar!"

Yuan Huanghu commanded, and two Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Yuan family nodded before escorting Yuan Zhen into the Tongtian Refining Road Tower.

...

Yellow Dragon Cave Mansion.

Qing Nu had shaken off the overwhelming delight from Chen Mobai's Divinity Transformation triumph. As the pair chatted, Zhuo Ming—the little Yellow Dragon Girl—Tai Sui Child, Jin Ling’er, and the others joined them.

"Heartfelt congratulations to Master for attaining the Way of God Transformation and securing two thousand years of life!"

Zhuo Ming's face lit up with delight as she spearheaded the group's respectful greetings.

"Hahaha, rise, everyone. Your own cultivations have advanced considerably this past year."

With a casual flick from Chen Mobai, they all rose without effort.

He noticed Zhuo Ming's Body Forging had hit Third Rank Peak, teetering on the edge of Fourth Rank.

The little Yellow Dragon Girl and Tai Sui Child radiated a composed presence, evidently strengthened by the Fifth Rank True Spirit meat.

"The Dragon and Phoenix companions from Sky Meal Building remain in the Eastern Wilderness, and we're greatly indebted to them..." Qing Nu noted with a gentle smile.