Chapter 1199: The Logistics Officer

This iron stick is different from the one Xu Qing left on Wanggu Continent.

First, there's the shape. The iron stick on Wanggu Continent was shaped like a vajra, which was quite different from the original appearance of Xu Qing's iron stick back then. However, this one is exactly like the original iron stick. It is slender overall, with an extremely sharp tip.

Purely in terms of power, it's hard to say which one is stronger. After all, the previous iron stick had undergone multiple refinements, especially with Seventh Master's personal intervention, and it also possessed an artifact spirit. It contained many powers, but due to Xu Qing's cultivation level at the time, he couldn't fully unleash them.

However, in terms of suitability, this current one is undoubtedly more fitting for Xu Qing to manifest his *Xian*. After all, Xu Qing's *Xian* is now the core of his combat strength, and this iron stick, imbued with his *Xian*, is the most suitable *Xian* treasure for him. It can follow his *Xian*, entering the parallel universes and numerous timelines, resonating with him!

Crucially, its real existence allows it not only to vastly increase in power during resonance but also to transform with Xu Qing, giving him more ways and methods to manifest his *Xian*. Furthermore, because it contains "dust of heavenly principles," this iron stick possesses an extremely high status and "weight." This "weight" commands reverence from Quasi-Immortals! Therefore, this iron stick can now be considered the most powerful *Xian* supreme treasure Xu Qing currently possesses!

Moreover, others cannot wield it! Even touching it would trap one in time and space, as if carrying an infinite hell. Even forcibly suppressing it would require a Low Immortal.

"This treasure is excellent," said the old man in the crimson robe, sitting by the brazier. He gazed at the iron stick he had refined and to which he had added some rare materials, deeply satisfied with this treasure. "It can at least double your combat strength."

He then waved his hand, and the iron stick hummed, flying away from the brazier directly towards Xu Qing. It paused in front of Xu Qing, floating motionless.

Xu Qing's heart was stirred. He raised his hand and grasped the iron stick. The familiar sensation of using the iron stick, accumulated over time, now surged within his palm. After connecting with his mind, the iron stick, which displayed kaleidoscope-like timelines, slowly vanished. It merged into Xu Qing's palm, hidden within his temporal *Xian*, constantly resonating and being nourished.

After sensing it, Xu Qing was extremely pleased. He bowed deeply to the red-robed old man by the brazier. "Thank you, senior. May I ask your name? This junior will forever remember this kindness."

Xu Qing's gratitude towards this Low Immortal elder was heartfelt. Not only did the elder accommodate him by repairing his Star Pagoda, but he also refined such a supreme treasure for him. What's more, during the process, the elder contributed his own personal items to it. Xu Qing understood that every single one of these actions was an act of grace.

"There's no need for such formality. This was something you deserved. You may call me True Monarch Nine Thoughts," the red-robed old man by the brazier said with a faint smile, then spoke again. "I am Lin Shan's second senior brother."

Xu Qing paused, then understood. Low Immortals are all addressed as Monarch. As for "True Monarch," it's even more special; only disciples of an Immortal Lord can be granted that title. Thus, Xu Qing now understood the background of the person before him. And Zhou Lin Shan was Immortal Spirit Phoenix's true name!

"Junior Sister once sent a message to us senior brothers, asking us to look after you," True Monarch Nine Thoughts continued. "So, if you ever need anything in the future, you can come find me in the Dao Refining Universe. Go now."

True Monarch Nine Thoughts' gentle voice echoed. He lightly waved his hand, and the surroundings blurred instantly. When Xu Qing's vision cleared, he was no longer in the Dao Refining Crucible but had appeared on a vast void belt. Although there were many cultivators there, unlike the previous void belt, the people on this one were all those who had completed their artifact refining and were leaving.

Standing there, Xu Qing looked back, gazing at the Dao Refining Crucible. He bowed once more. A wave of emotion welled up in his heart. The journey to the Aurora Immortal Palace had rekindled the broken engagement between Young Lord Aurora and Immortal Spirit Phoenix. The lingering fragrance of those events was gradually spreading throughout the Nine Shores Heavens.

"I wonder where they are now..." Scenes from the Aurora Immortal Palace flashed through Xu Qing's mind. Carrying his blessings for them, Xu Qing turned and prepared to depart along the void belt.

Xu Qing had originally set aside a lot of time for this trip, but its current smooth completion had saved him a significant amount of time. "So next, I'll make a trip to the Perseus Mausoleum!"

Xu Qing had made up his mind and was about to take out the teleportation Immortal Slip for the Perseus Mausoleum when, at that moment, familiar voices entered his perception from a distance. Upon hearing them, Xu Qing raised an eyebrow. Instead of teleporting away immediately, he flew towards the source of the voices.

The voices were still echoing, growing increasingly agitated. "This is outright bullying! Do you really think we brothers are made of mud?"

"Exactly! Insulting us two brothers is an insult to all the ascended cultivators of this generation, an insult to our master, Sword Immortal Blue Duck, and an insult to everyone in our Sword Immortal Sect!"

The speakers were none other than the sword cultivators, Qianjun Bi Yi! "Therefore... as long as our swords remain, so do we!" the two roared.

At this moment, their expressions were furious, and their voices were resonant and powerful. They invoked every possible backing they could, confronting the three individuals who blocked their path! The three individuals wore matching long robes with a hundred pockets. "Hundred pockets" literally meant what it said: their grey robes were sewn with hundreds of pockets, making them look very unusual. Each pocket seemed to contain its own universe, far from ordinary.

At the same time, a faint aura of death lingered around the three of them. It didn't emanate from within but clung to them, a residue from external influences. Although the three looked different, they shared a similar underlying temperament. It was a feeling... like that of a scruffy dog, with greed and sinister thoughts seemingly ingrained as instinct. As for their cultivation, among these three, two were at the peak of the Dominator realm, and the one in the middle was already a Quasi-Immortal.

Facing Qianjun Bi Yi's vehement shouts, the three merely grinned, utterly unconcerned. The Quasi-Immortal among them raised his little finger, picked his ear, blew on it, and laughed. "Of course, I know you are ascended cultivators of this generation. But... who isn't an ascended cultivator? We also ascended in previous generations."

"Furthermore, after arriving in the outside world, although sects in the Immortal Capital have their own connections... who doesn't have connections?"

"Besides, we were just discussing, merely wanting to buy your swords. If you don't want to sell, that's fine; we're not forcing you. However... our duties grant us the authority to conscript. If we conscript you two for cooperative efforts, and you refuse, then there's nothing we can do." The middle-aged Quasi-Immortal shook his head.

Qianjun Bi Yi's expressions turned even grimmar upon hearing this. Many cultivators around were observing the scene, discussing amongst themselves. "These three, judging by their attire, are from that greedy group of Procurement Emissaries!"

"Hmph, Procurement Emissaries are like a bunch of scruffy dogs, running rampant across multiple universes under the guise of procuring supplies for the battlefield. Everyone detests them!"

"Especially these Procurement Emissaries; each team has at least dozens, if not hundreds, of cultivators. They collude with each other but are also very unified. Ordinary people truly dare not provoke them."

"Isn't today's situation a prime example? These three scruffy dogs coveted the brothers' immortal swords. When the deal fell through, they realized the brothers were newly ascended, so they plan to conscript them into their team."

"If they are truly conscripted, although their lives won't be intentionally targeted, their immortal swords will be lost."

The crowd around them chattered, but evidently, due to the ill reputation of the Procurement Emissaries, no one interfered; they merely watched. Qianjun Bi Yi, at this moment, was also anxious. Having just arrived, they hadn't had time to find their fellow ascended cultivators from previous generations. They also understood that leaving the Nine Shores Heavens was like stepping from a river into a vast ocean. The Fifth Star Ring's consistent rule has always permitted competition. Therefore, if they lacked the ability, having their immortal swords seized would align with the law of the jungle. Thus, their anxiety grew even stronger.

As both sides were at loggerheads, with conflict about to erupt... Xu Qing remained hidden in the distant crowd, his gaze sweeping over them from afar, pondering whether to offer assistance. After all, those two swords were nominally his.

However, before Xu Qing could decide, a long rainbow streaked from afar, arriving with overwhelming momentum. The figure within the rainbow wore a black robe, had black hair, and a cold expression. He exuded the aura of a Quasi-Immortal, and faint chains of order resonated around him. Wherever he passed, countless gazes converged upon him. It was precisely Xing Huanzi.

His destination was not this place, nor was he there to rescue anyone. He was merely passing through after refining his artifact. Yet, at the moment of his approach, due to his unconcealed aura and domineering presence, Qianjun Bi Yi's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, the two flew out swiftly, shouting loudly, "Greetings, Senior Brother!" and "Senior Brother, help!!"

Being from the same generation, calling him "Senior Brother" was somewhat appropriate. Furthermore, Qianjun Bi Yi was anxious. Upon approaching, they even performed a grand bow, causing Xing Huanzi to pause. He frowned. He hadn't been paying attention to the situation here. Now, with a glance, he understood the general gist. He originally didn't want to get involved, but Qianjun Bi Yi had already hidden behind him after approaching... If he were to leave like that, it would seem as if he were cowering.

So, although Xing Huanzi was impatient, his gaze still turned cold. He looked at the three hundred-pocketed cultivators who had been pursuing Qianjun Bi Yi. His own aura of might instantly spread, and his Quasi-Immortal aura surged.

The three paused their steps. The two Dominator realm cultivators among them had solemn expressions, and the Quasi-Immortal in the center narrowed his eyes. They did not continue forward. Seeing this, Xing Huanzi withdrew his gaze and flew forward. Qianjun Bi Yi sighed in relief and quickly followed behind him. In this manner, the figures of the three gradually receded into the distance. The surrounding crowd also watched with peculiar glints in their eyes.

Meanwhile, the three Procurement Emissaries now looked towards where Xing Huanzi and the others had departed. The Quasi-Immortal among them suddenly spoke. "The top cultivator among this generation's ascended cultivators shouldn't be this person! It seems we underestimated this generation. This person is certainly not ordinary. Go find out who he is!"