Yunti Peak, a vast sea of green bamboo.

Clusters of slender bamboo soared into the clouds, swaying with grace in the wind. Sunlight scattered over the bamboo sea, spreading a golden hue and creating a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere. From a distance, a few lovely and quaint courtyard buildings dotted the green ocean. Next to the courtyards lay a shallow lake, its water clear and peaceful, reflecting the bamboo shadows and the blue sky.

"Junior Brother, I have seen this Divine Marvel before, and its origin is extraordinary."

By the lake, before a neatly arranged stone table and stools, Nangong Qingqiu—clad in a goose-yellow tunic, her delicate fingers deftly handling the tea set—brewed cups of crisp, cool tea.

"This Shangqing Bell originates from a very small sect of the Near Ancient Era. It was known as the Shangqing Lingbao Sect. The sect had very few members, roughly three to five people per generation, and was not well-known in the Cultivation Realm, remaining extremely secretive. It only became known to the world later on entirely because the Sword Sect dominated during that era, forcing countless Demonic Evil Cultivators to flee. One of these fleeing groups of demons happened to stumble into the territory of the Shangqing Lingbao Sect. At that time, the Sect Master was away traveling with his disciples. By the time they returned, the common folk living around their residence had been completely slaughtered. The ancestral grounds of their sect had also been desecrated by those demons. The spiritual tablets of the patriarchs had been split and used as firewood. The patriarchs' portraits had become toilet paper. Enraged, the Sect Master of Shangqing led his two disciples and charged straight into the lair of the Demonic Evil Cultivators.

"There were also many detailed pictorial records of this great battle. Three Daoists in green robes, wielding Shangqing Bells, with countless immortal avians and Exotic Beasts, Divine Spirits from Outside the Domain, and Ancient Demon Gods standing majestically behind them, all obeying their commands. Some enthusiasts even gave this scene a name: When Myriads of Immortals Gather!

"In this battle, more than half of the demons' lair at the time was utterly destroyed. And after this, the three Shangqing Daoists vanished without a trace. Some said they had overexerted themselves in that battle and perished on the spot. Others claimed they found an extremely hidden Yu Bi Grotto Heaven and concealed themselves deeply, continuing their lineage generation after generation. But what truly happened, no one knows."

Qi Xiu had never imagined the Shangqing Bell possessed such an unknown history, and he grew even more intrigued by this Divine Marvel he had obtained out of thin air. According to his Second Senior Sister, Nangong Qingqiu, the Shangqing Bell had an incredibly high upper limit. It could forcibly summon all sorts of entities; even Demon Gods from Outside the Domain could not resist it.

Compared to that, my Shangqing Bell can only be considered a newborn. Qi Xiu laughed silently to himself.

Fortunately, I still have the Proficiency Divine Marvel, which allows me to continuously enhance the power of this Mysterious Ability. Perhaps one day, the grand spectacle of 'When Myriads of Immortals Gather' will be recreated by my own hands.

"What Divine Marvel did Second Senior Sister obtain?" Accepting the cup of tea Nangong Qingqiu handed him, Qi Xiu casually asked.

"Nothing special, just a minor Divine Marvel." Her tone casual, Nangong Qingqiu lightly touched a bamboo leaf by her hand. Instantly, golden light flowed, and the withered, falling bamboo leaf transformed into a dazzlingly brilliant golden leaf.

"Turning stone into gold?" His gaze sharp, Qi Xiu blurted out.

"Mm, this Divine Marvel can transform any substance into gold. The larger the item and the higher its quality, the more spiritual energy it consumes," Nangong Qingqiu explained briefly, her expression calm, yet her eyes held a hint of joy.

This 'turning stone into gold' ability might seem mundane. After all, cultivators have no desire for worldly wealth; vast amounts of it are no different to them than mere stones. However, the true power of this Divine Marvel lies not in the gold produced, but in the process of 'transmutation' itself. What appears to be a wealth-generating marvel is, in fact, an incredibly potent sealing and destructive art! The effect of forcibly transmuting matter into gold endowed Nangong Qingqiu with the ability to destroy and seal any tangible substance. Even the most powerful defensive Magic Artifacts would turn to gold upon her touch. And to cultivators, gold is as fragile as paper.

"Second Senior Sister, Junior Brother."

Qi Xiu and Nangong Qingqiu hadn't been sipping tea and chatting for long when an exhausted Li Jun arrived, riding a streak of Lei Mang. Noticing Li Jun's utterly fatigued expression, both Qi Xiu and Nangong Qingqiu gave him a perplexed look.

"Don't look at me like that. I was just testing the effects of my Divine Marvel on myself."

Surveying Li Jun's pronounced dark circles, Qi Xiu clicked his tongue. "It seems Third Senior Brother's Divine Marvel... is quite taxing on the body."

Noticing Qi Xiu's hesitant yet knowing expression, Li Jun couldn't help but laugh. "You've misunderstood; I'm simply exhausted. After ingesting the Shenyi Seed, the Divine Marvel I obtained is called 'Lazy Spotted Zen.' This Divine Marvel can intensify a person's feelings of weariness and lethargy to such an extreme that it might even incite thoughts of ending one's life. I just wanted to test the precise effects of this 'Lazy Spotted Zen.' It's been three days, and now all I can think about is sleeping. I reckon if this goes on much longer, I might lose the will to live."

Spreading his hands, Li Jun shared the effects of his acquired Divine Marvel. While the Divine Marvel had no direct lethality, it was exceedingly tormenting. Just three days were enough to leave Li Jun, a Blood-Stained Realm cultivator, looking utterly weary. If it were an ordinary person, they'd probably commit suicide the instant they were affected.

"Is there no way to counter it?" Her eyes tinged with curiosity, Nangong Qingqiu inquired.

"No, but this Divine Marvel only affects beings within a ten-yard radius of me. Once they leave this range, the effect rapidly diminishes," Li Jun said.

"Ten yards? That is indeed a bit short," Qi Xiu frowned as he said this. It's quite difficult to keep an enemy within a ten-yard radius at all times.

"However, Third Senior Brother, you are a natural Ming Body, highly skilled in stealth. This Divine Marvel isn't very effective in direct combat. But for a stealth assassination, if you just stay near the target for a while, you can make them commit suicide without shedding any blood. When you think about it carefully, this Divine Marvel is quite terrifying."

"Heh, heh... Junior Brother speaks sense, makes sense..." As he spoke, Li Jun's eyelids involuntarily drooped.

"HAHAHAHA!"

But at that moment, a wild laugh that shook the heavens and earth suddenly erupted, instantly waking the drowsy Li Jun.

Suddenly, from high above the vast sea of green bamboo, came a resonant and profound roar. The world fell silent in that instant. The next second, gales, torrential rain, thunder, lightning—countless phenomena surged forth, painting the world in a tumultuous, vibrant maelstrom. Amidst this tempest of wind, rain, and thunder, an enormous Exotic Beast charged forth, wreathed in a halo of rainbow light, truly dazzling to behold.

BANG!

Carrying the surging tempest, the Exotic Beast crashed down before Qi Xiu and the other two. The wind died down, the rain dispersed, and the thunder ceased. A figure exuding primal wildness, disdainful arrogance, and an overwhelming Dragon Power stood imposing and tall.

Gazing at the half-man, half-dragon figure before him—majestic and imposing, yet with eyes darting about shiftily—Qi Xiu wore a peculiar expression as he tentatively called out, "First Senior Brother?"

"Dammit! How did you recognize me?" His identity exposed, Wei Wujie's composure shattered instantly. His enormous, lantern-like red eyes were suddenly inches from Qi Xiu's face.

"Of course, it's your extraordinary, otherworldly aura." Qi Xiu, taking two involuntary steps back, offered some casual flattery.

"Hahaha, only my Junior Brother understands me." Greatly pleased by this blatant flattery, Wei Wujie strutted back and forth in front of Qi Xiu, Nangong Qingqiu, and Li Jun, showing off. "How about it? Handsome, right? Bet I could capture the hearts of thousands of young maidens in a second."

"Thousands of young maidens, probably not. Thousands of demons and Exotic Beasts, more like it." Setting out the tea set again, Nangong Qingqiu, as was her habit, threw cold water on his parade.

"Hmph, you're just jealous." Wei Wujie plopped down on a stone stool, ignoring Nangong Qingqiu's murderous glare, tossed three cups of Spiritual Tea, cups and all, into his mouth, and crunched them down with a CRUNCH, CRUNCH.

Looking at the now empty table, Nangong Qingqiu, expressionless, turned to Wei Wujie. "That tea set cost three thousand seven hundred Dao coins. You're paying."

"Only three thousand seven hundred." With a light chuckle, Wei Wujie elegantly picked a teacup fragment from between his teeth and stretched his head forward. "No money. A couple of punches will settle it."

"I…"

A moment later, sporting two black eyes and swollen, sausage-like lips, Wei Wujie, having reverted to his human form, swaggered back to his seat. Noticing the complicated looks in Qi Xiu's and Li Jun's eyes, Wei Wujie maintained a calm demeanor and waved his hand. "Just some ordinary fisticuffs. I deliberately didn't heal the injuries. Otherwise, she would've hit me even harder."

After both Qi Xiu and Li Jun gave Wei Wujie a thumbs-up, Qi Xiu asked, "First Senior Brother, your Divine Marvel must be related to the Dragon Clan, right?"

Wei Wujie, who had been itching for someone to ask, grinned broadly and let loose the torrent of words he'd been holding back. "A connoisseur, I see.

"That's right! The Divine Marvel I, your First Senior Brother, obtained is called 'Yellow Dragon Transmutation.' It's an absolutely authentic Dragon Clan Divine Marvel. When fully unleashed, I can transform into a three-clawed yellow dragon, three thousand meters long. This form allows me to swallow clouds, exhale mist, command thunder and lightning, and control wind and rain. It also grants me many of the Dragon Clan's innate powers.

"Combined with our sect's Thunder Magic, I can even conjure a superstorm stretching for hundreds of miles. Furthermore, I can forcibly command lower-level aquatic creatures to serve me.

"However, this Divine Marvel consumes a vast amount of energy. Even with my Blood-Stained Realm Cultivation, I can only maintain the yellow dragon form for about a quarter of an hour. The half-man, half-dragon state I was in earlier can be maintained for longer. But in that form, I can't use other draconic abilities; I only possess the Dragon Clan's terrifying physical strength.

"By the way, what kind of Divine Marvels did you all get?"

Having elaborated on his Dragon Clan Divine Marvel, Wei Wujie inquired about the Divine Marvels of Qi Xiu and the others.

"HAHAHA! Turning stone into gold? What a ridiculous Divine Marvel! Second Sister is truly unlucky. As expected, Heaven always gets the ugly ones~"

Comparing his Divine Marvel with theirs, Wei Wujie contentedly picked up the last remaining teacup on the table, completely unaware of the expressionless figure standing behind him. It wasn't until he picked up the cup that he felt the bone-chilling cold emanating from behind.

Silently putting down the cup, Wei Wujie looked up at Qi Xiu and Li Jun opposite him. "She's right behind me, isn't she?"

The two men nodded silently.

"And she heard everything I just said?"

They nodded again.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Wujie forced a faint smile. "It's nothing. Just another thrashing... AH!"

Watching their First Senior Brother being dragged away by the neck by their Second Senior Sister, Li Jun subconsciously touched his own neck, then looked at Qi Xiu. "Junior Brother, do you think this is the consequence of diminishing one's karmic fortune...?"

Hearing the bloodcurdling screams from afar, Qi Xiu instinctively averted his gaze. "Probably..."

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