Divine Dream City, the mountain behind the Divine Palace.
The Divine Palace spans roughly a thousand miles, making it the largest area within Divine Dream City. It is the residence of the Divine Domain Empress, and almost all people associated with the Empress live here.
Inside a cave on the mountain, several figures can be seen, with a middle-aged man of cold demeanor seated there. Below him on the steps is a handsome young man, none other than Xing Jue, who was disgraced at Xuri Tavern the other day.
"Father, since birth, I have never suffered such humiliation. I am too ashamed to show my face now. I have only one request: to tear that Ye Xuan to pieces, and not spare his two followers either. If I don’t avenge this, life isn’t worth living."
Xing Jue gritted his teeth and spoke.
"What’s happened? How could someone fall to the mere tricks of a Three-star Commander? And just a follower?"
Xing Wuji’s eyes were shadowed. Xing Jue and his cronies had already embellished the story and recounted everything to him. This kind of incident was truly embarrassing beyond words.
"I don’t know; I didn’t even see him, yet just his follower trapped me in an Illusion Realm."
"Are his followers that formidable?"
Xing Wuji’s eyes sank, flickering a few times. "This kid surely isn’t righteous. In the Divine Domain, few possess such a capability. You say he’s merely a Three-star Commander—impossible. This kid must be an alien spy."
"Yes, he must be an alien spy. That female follower of his seemed to have Demonic Qi fluctuations. Father, you must personally ensure that this kid and his followers find no place for burial," Xing Jue viciously replied.
"This situation is indeed appalling. Lead the way, now. We need to find this kid immediately, or he’ll likely escape."
Xing Wuji said coldly.
"Rest assured, Father. I’ve already sent someone to keep watch at Xuri Tavern; he won’t escape!"
Xing Jue’s eyes showed delight. His father had many sons, and he was actually worried Xing Wuji wouldn’t support him. Now he can finally breathe a sigh of relief. That damned woman will pay back tenfold this time.
He has already thought of his revenge strategy. That woman, he intends to torment her to death this time to vent his anger.
The door to the top-tier cultivation room opened, and a figure emerged—it was Ye Xuan.
Soul Mountain and Silver Charm were already waiting outside.
At the moment the door opened, an immensely strong wave rippled out, making Ye Xuan’s aura seem reborn.
"Master, have you advanced?"
Silver Charm could sense the vigorous fluctuations emanating from Ye Xuan, unquestionably stronger than before he secluded himself.
Moreover, she only faintly felt Ye Xuan’s strength; his precise capabilities were elusive to her, resembling chaos, making it impossible to see through Ye Xuan.
"During my seclusion, did anything happen?"
Ye Xuan calculated; he had been secluded for over a month—a rather long time. These two shouldn’t have caused any trouble for him.
Upon hearing this, the two glanced at each other.
"Did something actually happen?"
Ye Xuan was casually asking, not expecting trouble had actually arisen.
"An idiot looking for trouble was dealt with by us. However, the idiot seems to have some background; his father is a Seven Stars Commander and has some ties to the Divine Palace."
Silver Charm spoke nonchalantly.
"Having some ties with the Divine Palace? How did you offend him?"
Though Ye Xuan promised Saint Lord Qi Ye that he wouldn’t be on the same path as the Divine Palace in the future, he hadn’t intended to cause trouble just yet. After all, he’s currently not capable of challenging the Divine Domain Empress.
Soul Mountain narrated the story in its entirety.
The tale made Ye Xuan rather amused; Xing Jue was quite unlucky to have encountered Silver Charm—a player meeting their nemesis, truly unavoidable.
"Though you aren’t to blame, was there really a need to go to such lengths? This way, the guy will likely be desperate to avenge himself against me."
Ye Xuan shook his head. Even though Xing Jue brought it upon himself, this will undoubtedly cause trouble.
"Let’s leave here. I suspect someone will come looking for us soon."
Ye Xuan pondered for a moment and then waved his hand.
"You two return to the Holy and Demon Map Scroll for now to avoid complications."
Despite some reluctance, the two dared not disobey Ye Xuan’s command. After Ye Xuan opened the Holy and Demon Map Scroll, they entered and disappeared.
After letting the two enter the Scroll Space, Ye Xuan also left the tavern.
However, just as he departed, several people from the tavern released tracking creatures, which pursued Ye Xuan in the direction he left.
"Quickly, send a message to Commander Xing Jue."
Several people began sending messages with their Identity Tokens.
Leaving Xuri Tavern, Ye Xuan’s target was the southeastern Xuri Tavern, adjacent to Fengtian City. Nowadays in the Eastern Realm, Fengtian City is the only place to evade the clutches of the Divine Domain.
Yet when Ye Xuan arrived, Xing Wuji and his son were already waiting there.
Xing Jue’s eyes gleamed. He had numerous informers, and having investigated Ye Xuan’s background, his impression was vivid—able to recognize him even without Silver Charm or Soul Mountain beside Ye Xuan.
"It really was as expected."
Ye Xuan likewise sensed someone had locked onto his aura, one exceptionally strong, reaching the level of a Seven Stars Commander.
Needless to say, it must be Xing Wuji and his son; their pace was quicker than he anticipated.
Xing Wuji’s eyes flashed with coldness, then moved his figure, instantly appearing in front of Ye Xuan.
A faint white stream escapes from Xing Wuji’s body, crystalline and silky. Close observation reveals each strand reflecting the surrounding scenery, exuding a midday sun impression.
With cultivation reaching Seventh Grade Martial Saint, he stands at the pinnacle of the world. At least in cultivation, he has nearly reached the peak—True Yuan at its limit form, progressing further becomes difficult.
If True Yuan continues to condense, it transforms into Divine Power. However, absorbing nature’s spiritual energy to condense Divine Power is as slow as a crawling turtle. Many fail, facing the limit of their lifespan and perishing along the path to divine power.
Ye Xuan stopped, seeing the imposing display, knowing the visitor harbors ill intent—not likely to let him leave.