Chapter 4028: The Origin Object (None Today)

In the end, this item landed in Wang Qingshan's hands.

“The Qiankun Ruins! Sky City!” Wang Qingshan muttered to himself. “The previous leader of the Hao Yue Alliance even died to obtain this. It must be extraordinary. Ninth Uncle is an immortal artifact refiner; he should be able to use it.”

During the decisive battle, seven Golden Immortal cultivators fell. Yu Weiwei obtained Jiang Changlin’s storage bracelet, while the storage bracelets of the other six Golden Immortals landed in Wang Qingshan’s hands.

He didn’t keep everything for himself; he shared Bai Xuewei and Jiang Tianfeng’s storage bracelets with Zhang Guanghong and Qi Feiyun, ensuring everyone got a share.

The four storage bracelets contained a significant amount of items: five mid-grade immortal artifacts, over 300,000 immortal essence stones, more than a thousand chaotic beast crystal cores (mostly single-colored), six five-colored chaotic beast crystal cores from Golden Immortal-stage beasts, and over forty immortal herbs aged a million years.

Wang Qingshan put away the green wood, took out a shimmering green immortal transmission mirror, and cast a spell. Wang Mengbin’s image appeared on the mirror.

“Old Ancestor Qingshan, how is it? Is Ning Hao dead?” Wang Mengbin asked.

“No, he’s not dead, but he should be severely injured and won’t make a move anytime soon,” Wang Qingshan replied. “He claimed to have injured Yu Weiwei, but I don’t know if that’s true. Strengthen your defenses. Also, dispatch someone to the Chaos Continent to inform Ninth Uncle and Ninth Aunt about the situation in the Sky Morning Sea Realm.”

“Yes, Old Ancestor Qingshan,” Wang Mengbin acknowledged.

Putting away the immortal transmission mirror, Wang Qingshan entered a secret chamber to meditate and recuperate. Half a year quickly passed.

Both the Nine Immortal Sect and the Hao Yue Alliance were severely weakened, so both parties agreed to peace talks.

The Hao Yue Alliance, the Lin family, the Cangyun Palace, and the Beast Spirit Gate suffered significant losses, losing vast territories and seeing their power shrink. They jointly formed the Four Immortal Gates, consolidating their Golden Immortal cultivators and mixing their forces to collectively resist attacks from powers like the Murong family and the Nine Immortal Sect.

The Wang, Qi, and Zhang families gained considerable territory, expanding their influence and that of their affiliated forces significantly.

At Qinglian Island, in the council hall.

Wang Qingshan sat in the main seat, his expression solemn.

Wang Yongqian and others sat on either side, their expressions serious.

“In this major war, forces such as the Wang family, the Myriad Spirit Gate, the Li family, the Zhenhai Palace, and the Ni family all contributed significantly,” Wang Qingshan announced. “We will reward them according to their merits. The relatives of fallen clansmen will also receive a substantial sum in compensation. Yongqian, I’m entrusting this matter to you.”

The existence of the Legacy Tablet was a core family secret and naturally could not be divulged casually. With the Legacy Tablet, all True Immortal clansmen of the Wang family who perished in this war could be resurrected; it was only a matter of time.

Furthermore, even if one were struck down by a lightning tribulation while attempting to break through to a higher realm, they could still be resurrected using the Legacy Tablet. This was the preciousness of the Legacy Tablet, though any cultivator could only be resurrected once through it.

Even so, this ability far surpassed that of immortal artifacts used for tribulation substitutes. If other forces in the Sky Morning Sea Realm were to learn of the Legacy Tablet’s existence, they would undoubtedly target the Wang family.

“Yes, Old Ancestor Qingshan,” Wang Yongqian acknowledged.

“The war has only paused for now; don’t let your guard down,” Wang Qingshan cautioned. “Strengthen defenses and strictly guard against enemy counterattacks.”

Wang Yongqian agreed; no one could guarantee that the enemy wouldn’t launch a counterattack.

Agreements were merely on paper; with sufficient power, it would be easy to tear them up.

After giving a few more instructions, Wang Qingshan left the council hall and returned to his residence.

He only needed to oversee the general direction; the rest could be handled by Wang Yongqian and the other clan members.

He had Wang Mengbin personally travel to the Chaos Continent to report to Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. Given Wang Mengbin’s speed, he could reach the Chaos Continent more quickly.

At Chiyan Market, a secluded manor.

Murong Yunfeng sat in a stone pavilion, while Murong Youming reported on the situation.

“According to the news released by Yu Weiwei, Ning Hao is severely injured, and he hasn’t shown himself since,” Murong Youming excitedly reported. “However, there are external rumors that Yu Weiwei’s soul was damaged, which cannot be confirmed. Overall, we benefited the most this time, without losing a single Golden Immortal cultivator, and we gained most of the territories of Cangyun Palace and the Lin family.”

In this conflict, the Murong family’s losses were negligible, while they gained a large expanse of territory and a vast amount of cultivation resources.

Murong Yunfeng nodded and said, “The strong remain strong. As long as we proceed steadily, our Murong family will eventually unify the Sky Morning Sea Realm. I’m not sure what the Beast Spirit Gate, Hao Yue Alliance, Lin family, and Cangyun Palace were planning, but they lost multiple Golden Immortal cultivators; otherwise, their losses wouldn’t have been so severe this time.”

“It’s all thanks to Old Ancestor Yunfeng’s wisdom,” Murong Youming said with a smile. “Yu Weiwei and several other Golden Immortal cultivators clashed fiercely with Ning Hao and his group, resulting in the deaths of seven Golden Immortal cultivators.”

“Send people to monitor the Wang and Qi families, especially the Wang family,” Murong Yunfeng said solemnly. “Their rise has been even faster than ours. I need to understand the divine abilities, personalities, spirit beasts, and treasures of the Wang family’s high-ranking members. I have a premonition that the Wang and Qi families will replace the Nine Immortal Sect and the Hao Yue Alliance; it’s only a matter of time.”

“Replace the Nine Immortal Sect and the Hao Yue Alliance? Old Ancestor Yunfeng, do they truly possess such capabilities?” Murong Youming asked, sounding somewhat incredulous.

“Never underestimate the heroes of the world. Back then, our Murong family was just a small clan. Did our enemies imagine we would achieve our current status? They couldn’t have, and even our ancestors couldn’t have predicted it,” Murong Yunfeng said.

“Yes, Old Ancestor Yunfeng,” Murong Youming acknowledged, bowed, and withdrew.

Three years passed. A team of cultivators was patrolling the waters near Qinglian Island, led by a tall young man in a green robe. A streak of green light flew from a distance, flashing once before coming to a halt.

As the light dissipated, a shimmering green flying boat appeared, with Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan standing upon it, their expressions solemn.

After Wang Mengbin arrived at the Chaos Continent, he thoroughly recounted the events in the Sky Morning Sea Realm to them. Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan immediately rushed back, while Wang Mengbin remained to guard Xuanyu City.

“Greetings, Old Ancestors,” the young man in green and his team said, overjoyed, bowing in salute.

“Finally, we’re back,” Wang Ruyan said with a relieved smile.

Wang Changsheng nodded, and with a hand seal, the green flying boat sped towards Qinglian Island. Soon after, they appeared on Qinglian Peak.

Wang Ruyan called for Wang Qingshan and inquired about the situation. Wang Qingshan answered truthfully.

“Several True Immortal clansmen died,” Wang Qingshan stated. “I’ve already sent people to collect all the materials needed to forge golden bodies.” Wang Qingshan then, as if remembering something, took out a shimmering green piece of wood, handed it to Wang Changsheng, and briefly explained its origin.

“Qingshan, your soul-bound immortal artifact is still low-grade, isn’t it? Let me help you upgrade it to mid-grade!” Wang Changsheng offered, putting away the wood.

“There’s no rush for that, Ninth Uncle,” Wang Qingshan replied. “You and Ninth Aunt have had a tiring journey. Please rest well first.”

Wang Changsheng nodded, chatted for a few moments, and then dismissed Wang Qingshan.

He entered a secret chamber. With a flick of his sleeve, the Green Lotus Creation Cauldron flew out and landed on the ground.

“Are you certain this is a primordial object?” Wang Changsheng asked, taking out the shimmering green piece of wood.

“Of course,” replied Qing Xuan’s voice from the Green Lotus Creation Cauldron. “If it weren’t a primordial object, I wouldn’t have awakened.” A green light shone, and Qing Xuan emerged from the cauldron.