Penglai Holy Realm.

Purple Ganoderma Cliff.

As the Chaos Bell was being refined and acknowledged, it was as if to cater to the heavenly phenomenon that spanned the entire East Sea, the cliff standing atop the endless azure waves radiated brilliance.

Qingyun's purple mists gathered auspiciously, jade stars' essence qi entwined, and the auspicious light of the sun and moon shone forth.

Ancient cypresses, lush and verdant, with fragrant peaches and apricots blooming throughout the palace.

Beams of Upper Pure Immortal Light surged skyward, scattering in all directions.

For countless beings in the East Sea, this was a monumental opportunity!

Those fortunate enough to receive the Upper Pure Daoist Light would garner an opportunity thanks to the gift from the Upper Qing Tongtian Sect Hierarch.

The critically injured would be revived from the brink of death, robust and vigorous; those nearing the end of their lifespan would return to their youth, living another lifetime; ordinary beings would awaken their Spiritual Wisdom and embark on the path of immortality; those already on the immortal path would see significant advancement in their Dao Xing and gain insight into the mysteries...

Seeing beams of Upper Pure Immortal Light descending upon various locations in the East Sea, numerous Immortal Gods surprised by this heavenly phenomenon revealed expressions of realization.

So it was the Saint bestowing gifts upon all creatures of heaven and earth!

No wonder it could elicit such a heavenly phenomenon.

Such scenes have happened many times since the Upper Pure Saint moved to the East Sea.

Only today's event seemed even grander than before.

"I knew it; that broken bell couldn't have caused such a commotion!"

On Ding Guang Island, Long-eared Ding Guang Immortal breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Lv Yue with relief.

Lv Yue nodded, noting his still somewhat pale face, and thought to himself: Just now you weren't so certain.

At the same time, on a small island tens of thousands of miles from Ding Guang Island, a handsome young Daoist exhaled a long breath, his expression also relaxing.

Looking towards the direction of the Penglai Holy Realm, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes: "As long as it hasn't been fully refined, there's still a chance to snatch it back... No, even if he has refined it, I must take it!"

He took out a Sound Transmission Treasure Pearl and gently pinched it to shatter.

A gentle breeze wafted, carrying the dust to form into a vague silhouette.

Apart from discerning a tall and sturdy figure, nothing else was clear.

The young Daoist bowed respectfully, "Greetings to the honored Demon Saint."

"No need for such formalities..."

That vague figure seemed to wave a hand, speaking in a hoarse voice, "If anyone should be bowing, it's me."

The young Daoist quickly replied, "Demon Saint, you are too kind. Neither in the past nor the present is it fitting for me to receive your reverence."

Without dwelling on this any further, the figure changed the subject, "You've wasted a Sound Transmission Treasure Pearl to summon me, is there something important?"

The young Daoist hurriedly said, "Indeed, I am facing a rather thorny issue..."

He succinctly recounted the emergence of Eastern Emperor Heaven and the falling of the Chaos Bell into the hands of a Jie Sect disciple, then spoke solemnly, "I intend to snatch the Chaos Bell; could the honored Demon Saint lend me assistance?"

The vague silhouette fell into a moment of silence before responding gravely, "Bai Ze has once told me that the day I leave the Northern Continent is the day I shall perish... If you can lure him to the Northern Continent, I naturally can lend a hand."

The young Daoist shook his head, "Unless I use a fragment of the Chaos Bell as bait, it will be difficult to lure him to the Northern Continent. However, I've heard that the Heavenly Court intends to hold the Peach Banquet, and by then I might find a way to make him go there; could the honored Demon Saint dispatch your elite forces to ambush him midway?"

The vague figure remained silent for even longer.

The young Daoist waited patiently, without a hint of impatience on his face.

After a long while, the figure finally spoke, "I once said I would help you three times, as a way to repay your father's kindness... This will count as the first one."

The young Daoist was momentarily moved, a hint of joy in his eyes.

Once again, he bowed deeply with utmost respect, "Thank you, honored Demon Saint!"

As his words fell, the vague silhouette had already dissipated with the breeze.

The young Daoist straightened up, a relaxed smile on his face.

Those seven Demon Generals under the command of the Demon Saint had once slain nine Great Witches in a single day!

Even if Yu Yuan followed the path of cultivating the physical body, so what?

In terms of physical strength, could he compare to a Great Witch?

...

Purple Ganoderma Cliff.

Amidst the serene and refined bamboo forest, the Tongtian Sect Hierarch and Duobao Taoist sat opposite each other around a smooth and flat stone slab.

On the bluestone, a chessboard is carved with two containers placed by its side, holding black and white chess pieces.

When the two were playing chess, Golden Spirit Saint Mother approached from afar, without startling them. She respectfully bowed and then sat down beside them, silently watching the game.

In front of Tongtian, the Sect Hierarch, and this Saint, Duobao Taoist showed no restraint, skillfully picking up the pieces and making his moves.

However, his chess skills were far inferior to those of the Sect Hierarch, and in no time, he was soundly defeated, leaving him no choice but to sheepishly concede defeat.

The Sect Hierarch turned his head and asked Golden Spirit Saint Mother, "You tell me, why did Duobao lose this game?"

Golden Spirit Saint Mother calmly said, "Brother, seeing you as an unbeatable Saint and a role model to pursue, always trying to keep up with your pace, it's natural that he's bound to lose."

Hearing this, Duobao Taoist couldn't help but show a bitter smile, yet did not deny her words.

The Sect Hierarch raised his eyebrows, "Then, can you win?"

Golden Spirit Saint Mother shook her head, lightly saying, "Disciple won't lose, but also won't win."

"Oh?" The Sect Hierarch asked with interest, "Let's hear it."

Golden Spirit Saint Mother calmly said, "Because disciple doesn't have the grand aspirations as elder brother; I'm satisfied just to be able to protect everything I have now."

The Sect Hierarch nodding slightly with a smile, said, "Among all my disciples, Duobao seems the most steady, yet he is the one with the strongest ambition; and you seem the most competitive, but in fact, you are the most content… Come on, what brings you to me?"

"I've come to express my gratitude."

Golden Spirit Saint Mother said respectfully, "Thank you, master, for the gifts you bestowed upon all beings in heaven and earth, and for concealing the phenomena produced by Yu Yuan refining the Chaos Bell."

The Sect Hierarch smiled faintly, looking at Golden Spirit Saint Mother, "Yu Yuan is also my grand-disciple, for me to alleviate some of his disasters is no big deal, not worth you making a special trip... Now, tell me the second matter."

Golden Spirit Saint Mother was not surprised to have her thoughts seen through, and said seriously, "Before coming here, disciple went to check on Yu Yuan's condition, but found that he has disappeared without a trace.

I searched the entire Penglai Holy Realm, but could not find any sign of him... I suspect he used the Chaos Bell to travel back to the Ancient Era, hence I come to verify this with master!"

"Hmm?"

Duobao Taoist showed a trace of surprise in his eyes and couldn't help but interject, "Could it be that lad wasn't satisfied with so many treasures he obtained in the Eastern Emperor Heaven?"

Previously, he had vowed to hand over all the treasures he found to the disciple who discovered the Chaos Bell fragments.

After returning, he did not forget his promise, allowing Huo Ling'er to bring a large number of Immortal Medicine Spiritual Fruits and Immortal Gold Divine Materials over.

Apart from a few pieces of Immortal Gold Divine Materials that were accepted, all the other Immortal Medicine Spiritual Fruits and such were transferred to Huo Ling'er, much to her delight for many days.

Leaving Duobao Taoist feeling secretly frustrated.

The treasures he had found were meant to be his, but instead, the favor credited to that lad.

Amidst his frustration, he also marveled to himself.

Just how many treasures had that lad obtained in the Eastern Emperor Heaven that he would disdain the treasures he'd found... Or was he simply using the treasures he'd found to please his foolish disciple?

"He indeed traveled back to the Ancient Era..."

In the eyes of the Sect Hierarch, a long river of time seemed to flow.

But he soon shook his head and said lightly, "Now the Heavenly Mechanism is chaotic; if I forcibly check what he has done in the past, I'm afraid it might alert other Saints..."

Golden Spirit Saint Mother immediately said, "Then master should not investigate."

The Sect Hierarch smiled warmly, the river of time in his eyes gradually disappearing without a trace.

He looked at Golden Spirit Saint Mother and said with a smile, "You don't need to worry; he might just be testing the Divine Skills of the Chaos Bell... However, when he returns, you still need to properly admonish him.

Traveling through time and space is no child's play; any change to the past requires a price to be paid.

The only difference is whether it is big or small."

Duobao Taoist and Golden Spirit Saint Mother both nodded in agreement, deep in thought.

They had seen many Immortal Gods turn to ashes under the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder while floating above the Returning Ruins.

Simply because those Immortal Gods had brought back treasures from the past that should not have been taken.

Thinking of this, Duobao Taoist suddenly recalled something, looking at the Sect Hierarch and asking, "I heard that the Power of Heavenly Punishment varies from person to person, and from event to event, with few surviving... why did Yu Yuan bring back something like the Fusang Wood Spirit Root from the Ancient Era, and yet the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder did not harm him in the slightest?"

The Sect Hierarch looked at him, shook his head with a smile, "How do you know that the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder did not harm him?"

"This..."

Duobao Taoist opened his mouth, then suddenly thought of something, his expression turning to one of astonishment, "I know that my nephew treads the path of physical cultivation, could it be that the Heavenly Dao misjudged his Dao Xing?"

The Sect Hierarch's eyes shifted aside and said noncommittally, "If Yu Yuan incurs Heavenly Punishment again, you can go find the answer."

Duobao Taoist laughed self-deprecatingly, "Last time he was lucky to survive was a fortune already, how could he possibly dare to provoke Heavenly Punishment again?"

Before he could finish, he suddenly sensed an overwhelming pressure abruptly emerging over the skies of the Penglai Holy Realm.

"Heavenly Punishment?!"

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