Chapter 3563

On Green Lotus Island in the Xuanyang Realm, Wang Ruyan, Wang Mengbin, Wang Qingcheng, Gongsun Yang, and Ye Yunshuo were sitting in a green stone pavilion on Green Lotus Peak, discussing something.

After attending Su Jianjia's Mahayana celebration and purchasing a batch of cultivation resources from the Jiuyuan Chamber of Commerce, Wang Qingcheng left Qianling Continent. He traveled to the Northern Icy Plains and boarded the Ye family's third spirit treasure ship, the Ice Soul, to return to Xuanyuan Continent. Ye Yunshuo personally piloted the Ice Soul, and it took over two hundred years before they finally returned to Xuanyuan Continent.

Wang Ruyan had originally planned to participate in the battle with Wang Mengbin, leaving Wang Qingcheng, Liu Hongxue, and Wang Yidao to guard their home. However, Wang Qingcheng and Wang Yidao insisted on joining the battle, requesting Wang Ruyan to remain on Green Lotus Island. After much consideration, Wang Ruyan decided to send Wang Mengbin and Wang Qingcheng to the battle, while Wang Yidao and Liu Hongxue would remain in Xuanyuan Continent as a hidden force for the family.

They were allowed to request ten items. They requested a piece of level eight Golden Lapis Beast hide, a Yin Bead left by a Mahayana stage ghostly creature, a level eight Rift Beast's inner core, two pieces of Ganyang Jade Marrow, two Putuo Burning Talismans, a Yuanji Stone, a level eight enemy-trapping talisman, and a set of level eight formation arrays. They had originally wanted more Putuo Burning Talismans, but the Ye family could only provide two. As for the level eight formation array, the Ye family could only offer one set.

With the Yuanji Stone, the Wang family could invite the Ye family's level eight formation master to set up a grand formation to upgrade the spirit vein on Tianzhu Island to level eight. Ganyang Jade Marrow was a material for opening acupoints, though the Ye family considered it merely a refining material. Ye Yunfei had not yet returned, so he could not assist with setting up the formation.

Gongsun Yang also joined the battle. He requested two Nine-Bend Exquisite Fruits, one Putuo Burning Talisman, and two high-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures. The Nine-Bend Exquisite Fruits and Putuo Burning Talisman could be given to Sun Tianhu to help him break through to the Mahayana stage, while the high-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures would enhance his own strength.

“Then it’s settled,” Ye Yunshuo said solemnly. “Fellow Daoists Wang and Gongsun, let us depart! We will pick up the other fellow Daoists.”

Ye Xuanji's terms were very generous, and two Mahayana cultivators would also be participating in the battle. True Monarch Wan Hai and Master Miaode from the Green Glass Sea would both join. Due to the great distance, Ye Yunshuo would pilot the Ice Soul to pick them up and then return to the Northern Icy Plains.

Gongsun Yang nodded and said to Wang Ruyan, “Madam Wang, please look after the Myriad Spirit Sect for me.”

“Fellow Daoist Gongsun, don’t worry, we will,” Wang Ruyan agreed. “All of you, please be careful.”

“Mengbin, Qingcheng, you two must be careful,” Wang Ruyan instructed. She had Wang Qingcheng and Wang Mengbin take the Illusion Moon Mirror and Golden Toad Wheel, two of the family's most treasured artifacts, hoping to enhance their strength. Wang Qingcheng and Wang Mengbin agreed and left with Ye Yunshuo.

After seeing them off, Wang Ruyan went to a white valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. Heavy snow fell within the valley, and the temperature was terrifyingly low. This was Wang Qingxiao's residence. Wang Ruyan sent a sound transmission talisman. Soon after, Wang Qingxiao flew out.

“Ninth Aunt, you could have just given an instruction if you needed something. There was no need to come in person,” Wang Qingxiao said sincerely.

He had already advanced to the late Integration stage. After returning from the Heavenly Demon Realm, he had been in secluded cultivation. Wang Changsheng had slain a low-grade level eight Human-Faced Flood Dragon in the Immortal Realm fragment. This flood dragon was skilled in ice-attribute divine abilities. He stripped its hide and left the corpse for Wang Qingxiao. Wang Qingxiao had consumed the Human-Faced Flood Dragon's corpse, greatly advancing his cultivation. He had not yet consumed the flood dragon's inner core, saving it for his breakthrough to the Mahayana stage.

“I came to see Qingling!” Wang Ruyan smiled slightly.

Wang Qingxiao nodded and personally led the way. Not long after, they appeared in a huge ice cavern. In the center of the ice cavern lay an ice coffin, with Wang Qingling inside, her face serene.

For so many years, Wang Qingxiao had cultivated by Wang Qingling's side, guarding her body. He held a strong belief in his heart: he must find a way to revive Wang Qingling, and for this, he diligently cultivated. As cultivators' cultivation levels increased, their divine abilities and magical power would improve. More importantly, they would break previous perceptions and broaden their horizons.

In the lower realms, mortals could not cultivate. In the Xuanyang Realm, however, mortals who consumed special elixirs or refined special treasures could also cultivate, though the difficulty was much higher. When cultivators died and their Dao dissipated, rebirth was impossible. Yet in the Immortal Realm, deceased cultivators could be resurrected. Each cultivator's understanding was largely limited by their current cultivation level. Many things seemed impossible, but in reality, it was due to insufficient ability. As long as one's strength was sufficient and their network wide enough, nothing was truly impossible.

Wang Ruyan looked at Wang Qingling in the ice coffin, sighed softly, and lit incense for her.

“Qingxiao, this is a Putuo Burning Talisman. Take it to attempt your breakthrough to the Mahayana stage. I hope you succeed.” Wang Ruyan took out a green jade box and handed it to Wang Qingxiao.

Wang Qingxiao did not refuse; he thanked her and accepted it.

“I asked Fellow Daoist Ye,” Wang Ruyan said slowly. “Their ancestors in the Immortal Realm said that deceased cultivators have a chance to be resurrected, but the conditions for resurrection vary for different cultivators. The conditions for resurrecting Qingling are relatively easier; it requires multiple True Immortals to cast spells, and assistance from formation arrays and elixirs.” Wang Qingcheng and Wang Mengbin's participation in the battle indirectly revealed the Wang family's strength. The Ye family began to value the Wang family more and were willing to share some confidential information with the Wang family's Mahayana cultivators.

“Thank you, Ninth Aunt,” Wang Qingxiao said gratefully.

“We are family; there’s no need for formalities,” Wang Ruyan said seriously. “If Qingling can truly be resurrected, it would indeed be a wonderful thing. The prerequisite is that we must first advance to the True Immortal stage.”

Wang Qingxiao’s expression became serious, and he said, “I will cultivate diligently and strive to advance to the Mahayana stage as soon as possible.” Wang Ruyan nodded, gave a few instructions, then left and returned to Green Lotus Peak.

She entered a secret chamber, took out her Green Lotus Brush and talisman-making materials, and began refining Qiankun Demon-Suppressing Talismans. Wang Ruyi had collected a piece of level eight Golden Lapis Beast hide, and the Ye family had provided another. With her previous successful experience, Wang Ruyan was confident she could refine more Qiankun Demon-Suppressing Talismans.

On Qianling Continent, Wang Yixin, Wang Daofeng, and Wang Teng stood atop a high peak, looking towards a mass of thunderclouds high in the sky. Their expressions were solemn. Wang Xiangrong was attempting to break through to the Mahayana stage. He had already passed the inner demon tribulation and only needed to survive the Eighty-One Thunder Tribulation. Wang Teng was Wang Moshan's clone and had already advanced to the Integration stage. Wang Daofeng had also advanced to the Integration stage.

Accompanied by rumbling thunder that shook the heavens and earth, massive silver lightning bolts tore through the sky, striking a valley shrouded in yellow mist. The silver lightning bolts disappeared into the valley, followed by a dull thud. As time passed, the falling thunder tribulation grew stronger. The yellow mist slowly dispersed, revealing Wang Xiangrong’s figure. Wang Xiangrong stood in an open area, enveloped by a thick silver light screen. Silver lightning bolts struck the silver light screen, but like mud falling into the sea, they vanished without a trace.

After about a quarter of an hour, the thunderclouds churned violently, and seven different colored arcs of lightning emerged.

“Seven-Colored Divine Lightning!” Wang Yixin sighed in relief. If it was only seven bolts of Seven-Colored Divine Lightning, there should be no problem.

A shocking clap of thunder rang out. A massive seven-colored lightning bolt left a white streak in the void, then flashed down onto the silver light screen, followed by a dull thud. The seven-colored lightning exploded, transforming into a dazzling seven-colored thunder light, engulfing Wang Xiangrong’s figure. Soon, the second seven-colored lightning bolt fell, followed by the third, then the fourth… The sound of thunder was incessant, the seven-colored thunder light became even more dazzling, and waves of energy surged like a tide. A massive seven-colored thunder dragon, as thick as a waist, lunged down from high in the sky.

As soon as the seven-colored thunder dragon approached within a hundred feet of the seven-colored thunder light, an incredibly massive azure tornado flew out from within the thunder light. The powerful airflow swept the seven-colored thunder dragon into it. With a loud boom, the seven-colored thunder dragon’s body exploded. Dazzling seven-colored thunder light shot skyward, the ground shook violently, waves of energy rolled, and dust filled the air.

A moment later, an azure long rainbow flew out from the dust, landing before Wang Yixin and the two others. It was Wang Xiangrong. Wang Xiangrong’s face was slightly pale, and astonishing spiritual pressure emanated from his body. He had successfully advanced to the Mahayana stage.

“Let’s go! I need to recuperate for a while. Once I’m better, we’ll figure out a way to return to Xuanyuan Continent.” Wang Xiangrong waved his hand and led Wang Yixin and the two others away from the area, returning to Green Kylin Valley.

After the sixth bolt of seven-colored lightning struck, the seven-colored thunderclouds churned and surged violently, transforming into a