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Covering The Sky World.

Flame Yellow Star.

"My attendance at the gathering was pretty much as expected, and Li Xiaoman coming over makes sense too..."

Could it be that my world, like others, has similar fictional biographies in other worlds!

The more Ye Hei read, the more shocked he became. He had never felt much when reading about others' stories. But when he saw his own deeds in a novel, one could imagine the depth of his shock.

"Tai Mountain... Nine Dragons Coffin... Five-colored Altar..."

Is this... really true?

Ye Hei's mind was in turmoil. Previously, he had longed for ancient times and pursued the path of true Cultivation. Now, he had not only encountered the multiverse chat group but also the God of Hongmeng. He was even being told that his world wasn't just a simple technological one but was filled with endless mysteries. Beyond the stars, an even grander Cultivation civilization awaited.

This happiness came so suddenly that it caught him off guard...

But soon, Ye Hei immersed himself in the grand and magnificent vision, his blood boiling with excitement.

Contests among geniuses, strife among the Ten Thousand Clans, climbing the Heavens, treading upon a song, a snap of the fingers to cover the sky.

"At the end of the Immortal Path, who stands supreme? Encounter the Beginningless, and the Great Dao itself turns to naught!"

"Not for the sake of becoming a Fairy, but only to wait for your return in the mortal world!"

...

This is a man's world!

It's just a bit dangerous, though!

Ye Hei's heart surged with emotion. Though it felt unbelievable, since the chat group existed and the God of Hongmeng spanned the myriad heavens, it wasn't so strange for his world to possess such a resplendent Cultivation civilization.

Who will prevail in opening up the Hongmeng?

...

Ye Hei recited the "Meditation Method" once, calming his agitated emotions.

Feeling the enhanced power within him, his thoughts raced.

Tomorrow was the day to go to Tai Mountain.

Should he go?

Countless thoughts ran through his mind as his consciousness entered the chat group.

Ye Tiandi: "According to reports, the Nine Dragons Coffin will arrive tomorrow. Should I go? Will there really be a Nine Dragons Coffin?"

Huashan Sect Master: "The newbie has surfaced again, earlier than we expected!"

The Dog Son of an Upper God: "Ye Tiandi, don't worry. After verification by many group members, the general course of events should have no issues. The Nine Dragons Coffin will definitely descend!"

Dominator of The World Association: "Don't be a coward, just go for it! Staying on Flame Yellow Star has no future. Go to the Big Dipper Domain, trick a few Sacred Girls, snatch a few Emperor Soldiers, offer sacrifices to our god, and you'll soar! If you can trick the Empress, forget becoming an Emperor; even becoming a Fairy won't be a problem!"

Ye Tiandi: "..."

Are Sacred Girls that easy to trick? Are Emperor Soldiers that easy to snatch? And the Empress... Won't I just get squashed with one finger?

Dominator of The World Association: "Rest assured, I'm always happy to help others. If there's danger, send me a message, and I'll come to help you. You don't need to pay; I'll find my own compensation in your world!"

Huashan Sect Master: "Leader Xiong truly is happy to lend a hand."

Yue Buqun felt a bit sour inside. He actually wanted to go too, but with his fourth-stage Cultivation Level, it might be dangerous. Although the Divine Spirit Mark protected him and there would be no life-threatening danger, the Divine Spirit Mark was given by the Upper God to preserve his life, not for him to go out and recklessly seek adventure. Therefore, he dared not venture into the Covering The Sky World.

Tushan's Second Master: "Ye Tiandi, I can help too. I'll find my own reward. Moreover, I won't compete with you for believers, you can rest assured. I'm the most upright and helpful Little Fox in Tushan!"

Tushan Rongrong also couldn't wait to speak. Although the combat power in the Covering The Sky World was high, with her eighth-stage Cultivation Level, she possessed at least the strength of a Saint from the Covering The Sky World, possibly even rivaling a Great Saint. In the early stages of the story, she could still manage. Her Fox Demon World wasn't much stronger than Xiong Ba's Fengyun World, perhaps not even as strong. Treasures were scarce. Therefore, she also wished to search for treasures in other high-level worlds. The Doupo World was actually quite good, but Yunyun's strength had reached the Peak in the Doupo World, and they didn't need help. They were also too embarrassed to go and snatch treasures from someone else's world, as it wasn't conducive to harmony within the group. But Ye Hei was still weak. They could help him and, incidentally, find some treasures as compensation—fair, just, and mutually beneficial. No one would object.

Ye Tiandi: "Thanks, everyone. If I need it, I'll ask for your help. As for treasure hunting, feel free; they're not mine anyway!"

Ye Hei neither rejected nor immediately agreed. If it wasn't necessary, he wouldn't ask Leader Xiong and the others for help. After all, the treasures of the Covering The Sky World might not be his now, but they would be in the future; even the entire Covering The Sky World was his destined turf. This was an unspoken rule among the chat group members.

And with the promise of help from the group members, Ye Hei made up his mind.

This trip to Tai Mountain—he would go.

He had always longed for Cultivation. How could he miss out on the splendor of the Big Dipper Domain?

...

「Meanwhile.」

In the Divine Sculptured World.

As news spread that the Quanzhen Sect had been renamed the Hongmeng Divine Sect, with Little Dragon Girl of the Ancient Tomb Sect as the Sect Hierarch, the martial arts world was shaken, and the entire land was in an uproar.

Ever since Wang Chongyang won the title of The Number One Under Heaven at the Huashan martial arts competition, the Quanzhen Sect had become the foremost martial arts sect. It was also a highly influential Taoist religion, its influence spreading far and wide, affecting both the martial arts world and the Imperial court. Now that the Quanzhen Sect had changed its allegiance, it wasn't only the martial artists who were shocked, but also the Imperial court officials and the countless Taoist believers.

Many people were dumbfounded.

Who was Little Dragon Girl? And who was the God of Hongmeng?

When they learned that even The Seven Sons of Quanzhen had agreed to this, it seemed even more unbelievable, and their hearts filled with curiosity. What could possibly make The Seven Sons of Quanzhen willingly change their allegiance and accept Little Dragon Girl as their leader? They had all heard that Little Dragon Girl was merely an eighteen-year-old girl, albeit as beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.

Could it be that The Seven Sons of Quanzhen were all smitten by Little Dragon Girl's charm?

Some people maliciously thought. They wondered what kind of tactics this eighteen-year-old girl could have used to take over the Quanzhen Sect and win over The Seven Sons of Quanzhen.

...

「At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.」

A few figures with strange appearances gathered: a monk, a beggar, a scholar, and an old man with a childlike heart. They were Master Yideng, Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, and Zhou Botong. They had heard about the changes in the Quanzhen Sect and had come out of curiosity to see what had happened. They were old friends of Wang Chongyang and were familiar with both the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect. Although The Seven Sons of Quanzhen were of average ability, they weren't individuals whom Little Dragon Girl of the Ancient Tomb Sect could easily subdue. There had to be something fishy going on.

"I can't believe the Quanzhen Sect has changed so much in such a short time!" Zhou Botong said, looking toward Zhongnan Mountain with a complex gaze. Although he was childlike, the Quanzhen Sect was, after all, founded by his martial brother Wang Chongyang. He usually appeared indifferent, but he still had emotional ties to it.

"Don't worry, Botong. We'll understand once we go up there," Master Yideng said comfortingly.

"Do you believe that this God of Hongmeng is a True God?" Zhou Botong asked with curiosity in his eyes. By now, the common folk around Zhongnan Mountain had mostly become believers in the God of Hongmeng, each proclaiming Him to be a True God. He couldn't help but doubt, could there really be a True God in this world?

"There are no True Gods in this world; it's all trickery to fool those ignorant people," Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, his expression disdainful.

"That's right, what True Gods could there be in this world!" Old beggar Hong Qigong agreed fervently, taking a bite of the chicken leg in his hand.

"I heard that the Mongolian Prince Huo Du died at Chongyang Palace, and thirty thousand Mongolian Army troops are on their way, claiming they will flatten the Quanzhen Sect!" Huang Yaoshi mentioned this news, his gaze turning grave. Although they were half-step Grandmaster Martial Artists, they were still no match for an army of thirty thousand.

"Mongolia is ambitious! They are using this as an opportunity to stir up trouble, provoke war, and intend to swallow the Great Song!" Hong Qigong's voice was tinged with anger.

"No matter what, if they think they can flatten the Quanzhen Sect, they'll have to step over my dead body!" Zhou Botong said resolutely.

"Son!"

"Son, where have you gone?"

"Son, come out quickly!"

Suddenly, a crazed, frantic voice came from behind. Hong Qigong and the others looked back to see a person walking on his hands, heading up Zhongnan Mountain.

"Old Poison!"

"What a coincidence!"

"Since we parted at Huashan last time, I believe this is the first time we've all reunited, right?"

Zhou Botong, Hong Qigong, and the others looked at the manic Ouyang Feng, their eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Let's go up too!" Huang Yaoshi said, and the group followed him up Zhongnan Mountain.

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