Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1015 534: Eighth Life: Saint Tier Flying Sword, Peerless Treasured Materials! (2)

Such an astonishing pace of cultivation is simply inconceivable; even in an Immortal Dao Lineage like the Celestial Sword Pavilion, no such example has ever occurred before!

"Throughout the whole annals of the Holy Realm, no Void Dao Saint Master as youthful as this has ever appeared."

"It looks like the Blood Nether Old Ghost was spot on; this individual is truly the rebirth of a mighty Great Power."

Mo Mountain and his companions were completely stunned, their minds swirling with a tumult of feelings.

Only moments earlier.

To them, Lu Yuan was nothing more than a common practitioner at the Mid-Term Celestial Destiny Cultivation level, akin to a mere insect.

Yet within mere days.

This insignificant figure from the mortal world, Lu Yuan, had soared to a stature they could only admire from below, capable of sealing their fates with a single notion!

The gap was immense, leaving even Void Dao Saint Masters like them struggling to come to terms with it momentarily.

"We truly lacked vision; we beg you, fellow Daoist, for this final opportunity."

Mo Mountain's face flickered through various shades, and at last, clenching his jaw, he bent low in apology yet again.

Qin Feng from the Saint Sect of Battle, along with the elder from Jile Divine Teachings, wore grim expressions too.

However, they understood clearly.

Should they fail to settle this affair adequately, given Lu Yuan's nature, he would never overlook it.

Furthermore, even uniting their forces, they amounted to merely three Void Dao Saint Masters—nowhere near enough to rival Lu Yuan.

Regarding Li Xiuyan, who had earlier bragged about clashing with Lu Yuan, he remained quiet now.

He held a Combat Saint Body, a supreme prodigy destined for warfare from birth.

Engaging foes across realms came as naturally to him as daily meals.

Still, his readiness for combat didn't make him reckless.

At present, his realm stood at Perfect Celestial Destiny, a full major stage beneath Lu Yuan.

Besides, Lu Yuan was thought to be the reincarnation of a Great Power, possessing peak-level combat skills and vast experience—utterly surpassing typical prodigies.

Should he face Lu Yuan at this point, it would equate to dashing against stone with an egg, putting his very existence at risk!

Because of that.

Mo Mountain and the rest preferred to endure the humiliation rather than allow Ye Xuan and Li Xiuyan, these exceptional Dao Lineage talents, to clash with Lu Yuan too soon.

Lest their Dao hearts suffer harm, dooming their prospects ahead.

Lu Yuan pierced their motives, enabling his bold demands.

Following deliberations between Mo Mountain and his allies.

They agreed to present yet another Sacred Artifact plus some Secret Scripture Books as amends to Lu Yuan.

When combined with the earlier reparations, the expense was staggeringly steep; even with the backing of Immortal Dao Lineages, it proved a heavy burden for them!

"Very well."

Lu Yuan recognized the limit, refraining from excessive pressure.

In truth, his grudge against Mo Mountain and the others wasn't profound enough for endless enmity.

Additionally, entities like Celestial Sword Pavilion, Saint Sect of Battle, and Jile Divine Teachings ranked as the paramount powers in this realm.

Forcing them excessively would undoubtedly provoke wild counterattacks from these Dao Lineages.

"Here stands a Saint Tier Flying Sword, crafted by a Ming Dao Venerable of our Celestial Sword Pavilion himself. Its might is fearsome; capable of smashing stars, slicing moons, and slaying foes from miles afar."

From his Qiankun Bag, Mo Mountain drew forth a six-foot blade, caressing it softly, his countenance twisting in evident distress.

"Senior brother, please don't! In the past, to obtain this Guiyuan Sword, you staked your life, cutting down multiple Demonic Dao Tribulation Cultivators in succession, solely to exchange for it at the Treasure Pavilion."

"You've cherished this Guiyuan Sword as a prized possession; how can you part with it so readily to another?"

Upon spotting the flying sword, Ye Xuan's features shifted dramatically, compelled to voice his counsel.

As a core disciple of Celestial Sword Pavilion and long acquainted with Mo Mountain, he was well aware of the Guiyuan Sword's significance to him, rivaled only by his Lifebound Flying Sword.

Relinquishing it would be like losing a limb, sharply diminishing his personal might!

"Having erred, one bears the consequences; the fault lies mainly with us, no one else to fault."

Mo Mountain uttered with bitterness, then resolutely stripped away every Divine Soul Seal from the flying sword.

Once finished, he passed the blade to Lu Yuan.

Qin Feng and the elder observed the exchange with weighted spirits.

Yet under another's roof, submission was inevitable.

As Mo Mountain surrendered his Saint Tier Flying Sword, Qin Feng could merely gnash his teeth and produce a handful of Secret Scripture Books.

"Per sect rules, Cultivation Technique Secret Manuals cannot be shared beyond our bounds."

"That said, these volumes are Cultivation Journals penned by Ancient Venerables, of immense worth. Should you grasp their essence, they'll immensely aid your path in cultivation ahead."

Qin Feng let out a sigh before delivering the weathered scripture books to Lu Yuan in recompense.

Likewise, the elder from Jile Divine Teachings flicked her sleeve, revealing several Blood Talismans.

The practices of Jile Divine Teachings were invaluable and absolutely not to be imparted to Lu Yuan.

Nevertheless, these Blood Talismans came as wartime gains from a formidable Evil Spirit Sect figure, harboring multiple Blood Dao legacies.

Should Lu Yuan assimilate them, his fighting prowess would surge notably.

"My gratitude to you, honored Daoists."

Having inspected all items meticulously and finding no flaws, Lu Yuan tucked them away into his Storage Ring.

"Farewell, fellow Daoist; we depart now."

As these valuables transferred to Lu Yuan's grasp, Mo Mountain and his group experienced pangs of loss, though they inwardly exhaled in relief.

Ultimately, however priceless an artifact might be, it pales against the value of life itself.

Provided they escaped this perilous spot alongside Ye Xuan and the rest unscathed, no price was too steep!

With affairs concluded.

Mo Mountain's party wasted no time dawdling, promptly activating their Escape Technique to flee into the horizon.

Lu Yuan made no move to hinder them, gazing until their forms vanished from sight, before wheeling around and streaking off as a beam of rainbow light.

At his present velocity, covering tens of thousands of miles took but an instant.

The landscapes around blurred by swiftly.

In short order.

A well-known sect entrance came into his vision.

"Lu Yuan, you're back?"

Spotting Lu Yuan's safe arrival, Li Shouzhuo brimmed with delight.

Though confined to the sect and ignorant of the True Dragon Divine Medicine incident, he knew the Divine Fire Sect's dominance far exceeded what trivial groups like Cyan Cloud Sect could challenge.

From the moment Lu Yuan departed days prior, anxiety had gripped him, fretting over Lu Yuan's well-being.

Only upon beholding Lu Yuan unharmed did the burden lift from Li Shouzhuo's mind completely.

"You've toiled much these days, senior."

A surge of warmth filled Lu Yuan's chest, keenly aware of Li Shouzhuo's sincere worry.

"Did you face any difficulties on this trip? What's the status with the Divine Fire Sect?"

After a slight pause, Li Shouzhuo couldn't resist inquiring.

Lu Yuan's secure return suggested the Divine Fire Sect matter had concluded without hitch.

Yet he puzzled over how Lu Yuan, relying on solitary might, had managed to stand against such a colossal force as the Divine Fire Sect?

"Rest easy, senior; I've handled the Divine Fire Sect."

Lu Yuan replied candidly, succinctly narrating the happenings of the recent days to Li Shouzhuo.

For the open execution of Wei Jun couldn't stay hidden and would rapidly spread among the powers.

Besides, Wei Jun, as a prominent talent of the Wei Family, occupied a key role.

Upon the Wei Family discovering his demise, chaos would ensue, possibly sending experts to invade the Great Li Dynasty once more.

Hence, Lu Yuan shared these details with Li Shouzhuo to allow prior readiness.

Celestial Sword Pavilion, Divine Fire Sect, Saint Sect of Battle, Demon Court Saint Master...

Hearing these famed titles stream from Lu Yuan's lips, Li Shouzhuo was jolted to the point of scalp tingling, involuntarily drawing in a sharp breath.

In his perspective.

Such Immortal Dao Lineages loomed as exalted, colossal presences beyond the grasp of common people.

Everyday mortal cultivators lacked the standing to utter a word before these almighty behemoths, reduced to ant-like status.

But Lu Yuan, through his lone strength, had felled multiple Void Dao Saint Masters and compelled the Celestial Sword Pavilion alongside these Immortal Dao Lineages to yield and atone?

Li Shouzhuo's thoughts went vacant, as though hearing divine legends, frozen in daze for ages without snapping back!