How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!

Whose money is being spent?

The initial expenses came from those ghosts of the Haoyuan Sect.

Those ghosts might not have been very wealthy, as they didn't carry much Desert Coin, but Li Chengnian's group is quite rich. They've traveled thousands of miles to Qingqiu, coming for a marriage proposal, surely not stingy, carrying over ten thousand Desert Coins.

This money, sorry to say, temporarily belongs to Lin or "Ling" at this stage.

Stepping onto the Heaven Platform, boarding the giant flying boat.

Lin Xiaosu scrutinized the peculiar runes on the flying boat, feeling a slight tremor in his heart.

These runes included Array Patterns, but they were not just that; there was also the Puppet Path, making the seemingly ordinary side plank of the boat encompass all kinds of wonders.

Passengers boarded one after another, and among them, two groups began to quarrel for some unknown reason, almost drawing weapons against each other. Suddenly, a man in white within a yellow circle walked out leisurely, raised his hand, and spread the index and middle finger of his right hand, pointing at the leaders of the two groups, calmly saying, "On the Xuanhuang Boat, slaughter is prohibited. Anyone who dares to violate this, be it from the Imperial Family or a Cultivation Sect, shall be killed, and their bodies thrown off the Xuanhuang Boat!"

Both groups fell completely silent.

"Understood?" The elder asked once more with four words.

"Understood!" The leader on the left answered.

The man on the right, with a face full of rough flesh, was still trying to adjust his inner mindset, unable to answer for a while.

Slap!

A loud slap landed on his face, causing him to crash into the railing behind him. The elder coldly said, "I ask you, do you understand?"

That man sank to his knees with a thud: "This humble one understands!"

The entire boat fell silent.

Saintess Qian Ling whispered into Lin Xiaosu's ear, "Did you see that? This is the dominance of the Upper Three Sects. This is just the Upper Three Sects, not the Super Abyss!"

Abyss and Three Sects!

The Abyss is above the Three Sects.

In the Xuanhuang Sect, an elder within the yellow circle ranked in the lower middle level if classified by red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, dared to disregard the Imperial Family, casually slapping someone.

In that moment, her initial plan seemed to resurface.

She still felt if there was a chance, she should enter Cangyuan.

Lin Xiaosu smiled slightly, not responding.

His gaze turned outward beyond the clouds.

The Primordial Spirit in his Sea of Consciousness appeared beside the Time Space River.

Time Space Secret Realm, Time Space River…

The lonely lotus spun in solitude, endlessly.

Big Yellow suddenly lifted his head, staring at Lin Xiaosu beside the Time Space River: "Little brother, today… today you finally have time."

His tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

His expression was that of one seeing the dawn after endless torment.

He really wanted to chat with Lin Xiaosu.

The urgency came from a stunning legend: Lin Xiaosu's Primordial Spirit traversed the Time Space River back and forth, turning this forbidden zone into his backyard.

Thus, Big Yellow had a bold thought, wondering if this lad truly had the ability to freely enter and exit the Time Space River.

If he could enter and exit, what about himself?

Wouldn't he be able to be led by him to freely enter and exit as well?

The prospect of release from imprisonment that had lasted countless tens of thousands of years was at hand?

Moved by this immense stimulus, his manner of addressing Lin Xiaosu changed, from "lad" directly to "little brother."

If lowering his stance could realize his ultimate wish, he wouldn't actually mind calling him "uncle."

"Today, we can indeed have a chat. Do you know why?" Lin Xiaosu smiled and said, "I am on the Xuanhuang Flying Boat, with thousands of miles of journey ahead, might as well talk to pass the time."

Big Yellow's eyes widened suddenly: "You… you're on the Xuanhuang Flying Boat?"

"I'll open a passage, see for yourself!" Lin Xiaosu made a gentle stroke with his hand, opening a window above the Time Space River.

Through the window, Big Yellow saw the scenes outside.

The patterns of the Xuanhuang Flying Boat, the "Xuan" character on the disciples of Xuanhuang, the circle outside, and the various figures belonging to the Desolate Ancient Realm.

Big Yellow's lips trembled: "You… have actually reached the Desolate Ancient Realm."

"My cross-realm journey is mainly for you!"

"For me?"

"Yes, didn't you once tell me you were Bai Xuanhuang, the Sect Master of the Xuanhuang Sect? I am a kind-hearted person, can't bear to see you die and your soul half gone, unable to return to Xuanhuang Sect for life. So I took the risk of crossing realms, thinking of returning this coffin of yours to the Xuanhuang you yearn for." Lin Xiaosu's voice was full of emotion.

Big Yellow was in turmoil.

If he hadn't seen the Xuanhuang Boat with his own eyes, he'd never believe Lin Xiaosu could indeed reach the Desolate Ancient Realm.

But he saw it with his own eyes.

Upon seeing it, he knew this lad could really fulfill his return to Xuanhuang Sect.

If he truly were Bai Xuanhuang, the Sect Master of Xuanhuang, Lin's great kindness could be summed up with four words: "grace like rebirth."

But…

The world's affairs fear "but"…

But, he is not Bai Xuanhuang!

He is an extremely sensitive figure within the Xuanhuang Sect, someone they couldn't kill fast enough, someone they fear not being dead enough!

You little rascal, there are so many warm-hearted deeds in the world, why must you be so enthusiastic over this one? Do you not realize your kindness might indeed lead to someone's death!

In front of him, he was trapped inside the Blood Coffin, unable to escape from the Time Space River within, but there was not yet a threat to his life.

Once delivered to the Xuanhuang Sect, if the elders there laid eyes on him, how could he still have a chance to live?

No matter what earth-shattering abilities "Big Yellow" had, he was firmly bound within the Time Space River, unable to move. Wouldn't the Xuanhuang Sect, armed with a thousand years of patience and ten thousand methods, end the life of a fly caught in a web?

"Big Yellow, are you deeply moved?" Lin Xiaosu said, "I understand such sentiments well. As the ancient poem goes: 'Away from home for ages, ten thousand years wear down man's affairs alike, only the Xuanhuang Mirror Lake's water, unchanged by the spring breeze from former times.'"

Big Yellow slowly raised his gaze, his face full of complexity: "Kid, why are you so earnest?"

"Big Yellow, we've been old friends for a long time, and I won't hide from you. I'm actually not that earnest. I have my own goals," Lin Xiaosu said. "The Xuanhuang Sect in this realm is a mighty force. If I deliver them a living ancestor, surely their reward to me would be unprecedentedly generous. I receive the reward, and you return home. Isn't that a win-win?"

I return home!

Big Yellow was between laughter and tears, knowing Lin's reward was foreseeable, but how to interpret his return home? Was it his return to the deepest "old home" beneath ground?

His greetings toward Lin Xiaosu's ancestry gradually turned into a twisted expression: "Kid, I actually... I actually don't want to go home!"

Facing a threat to his life, his address to Lin Xiaosu reverted...

"How could that be? Based on common feelings and logic, how can a person's soul, wandering long in the Time Space River without a physical body, not yearn for home?"

"Based on common feelings and logic!! Kid, do you understand what it means for each person to have their own ambitions? What right do you have to impose your ideas on me?"

Big Yellow was furious.

Lin Xiaosu was stunned.

Big Yellow sighed deeply: "Little brother, I appreciate your care for this old man. But please, don't take it upon yourself."

Lin Xiaosu also sighed: "Big Yellow, over the years, you've eaten my food, lived under my roof, constantly felt my care. Please understand my difficulties. I'm new to the Desolate Ancient Realm, groping in the dark, finally finding a direction to get attention from this top-tier sect, yet I must consider your inexplicable mentality and thereby give up all my opportunities? Don't forget, if I'm gone, you'll have a fate worse than death."

Big Yellow looked up at the sky in silence for a long time: "What do you hope to get from the Xuanhuang Sect?"

"I hope to gain a lot, like miraculous cultivation techniques, or valuable exotic treasures..."

"What you want, don't go to the Xuanhuang Sect, I'll give it to you!" Big Yellow said, "So, can you respect an elder's different aspirations?"

Lin Xiaosu's heart raced, trying not to laugh: "Big Yellow, I've always respected you. You can see my respect from the fact that the two words 'Big Yellow' have never changed!"

Big Yellow nodded slightly: "Techniques come in two kinds, one is 'One Technique,' and the other is 'Ten Thousand Techniques.' Pick one."

"What do you mean by 'One Technique'? And what about 'Ten Thousand Techniques'?"

"'One Technique' is a forbidden cultivation technique that you can cultivate on your own. 'Ten Thousand Techniques' are various forbidden secret arts from the Jianghu; you cannot use them yourself, but you can discern their roots and weaknesses."

"Both sound tempting; can't I have both?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

"No! You can only choose one!" Big Yellow replied sternly.

"Then... I'll choose 'Ten Thousand Techniques'!"

"Kid, I truly can't tell if you're wise or foolish!" Big Yellow sighed, "As you wish, I will use my Primordial Spirit to perform the 'Ten Thousand Laws Book.' I will perform it only once; how much you remember depends on your own ability."

Though the two appeared to be close, in truth, they were worlds apart.

When top cultivators transmit techniques, it's usually directly through their Primordial Spirit, but their Primordial Spirits spanned two worlds and couldn't directly connect.

They could only use the one way they both could sense: using the Primordial Spirit to perform, for the other to observe.

"Good!"

Big Yellow's form shifted, and above the lotus, a book appeared.

The title was 'Ten Thousand Laws Book.'

A page turned...

"Soul Seeking Technique, rooted in the Death Rule, controls the Primordial Spirit, can fully control, semi-control, or secretly control..."

"Soul Chasing Skill, a combination of the Spiritual Rule and Death Rule, can lie dormant within a person for ten thousand years; once triggered, it tracks the soul and claims life, formless and invisible..."

"Void Fusion Technique, the secret essence of the Shadow Rule; the performer is formless and invisible, only the Space Law can break..."

"Spirit Sacrifice Technique, a variant of the Power of Faith; it can corrupt with evil spirits, bringing about moral decay and consuming faith..."

Big Yellow was grinding his teeth at Lin, clearly not in a generous mood to teach, turning each page extremely quickly.

Theoretically, at such speed, any ordinary person would be utterly confused and remember nothing.

But Lin Xiaosu's heart was pounding so fast.

He seemed to step into a bizarre world.

In this world, there was no talk of righteousness, only of evil.

Evil to the extreme, with no law to speak of, all the techniques were harmful, designed in unimaginable ways, employing almost all of the Heavenly Tao Seven Laws and Three Hundred Rules.

The Seven Laws and Three Hundred Rules, originally representing the righteous path of the Heavenly Dao, were entirely about harmful matters in this 'Ten Thousand Laws Book.'

So insidious, it was beyond imagination.

What kind of character would Big Yellow be in view of this?

Those who are passionate about such harmful arts are of two kinds: one being inherently evil, and the other, like Lin Xiaosu, whose own nature is debatable, but crucially, he must possess insight into the world's evil deeds and deep knowledge of vicious methods.

Big Yellow gave it to him!

This was the first reward given to him for nurturing Big Yellow...

Oops, why did I say "nurturing"?

As for the second layer of reward...

Heh heh, it's not yet apparent; I'll slowly reveal it later...

The Flying Boat had already started.

Piercing through clouds and fog.

Surrounding the Flying Boat were flowing lights, marvelously bizarre.