Chapter 124 – 101: Fluctuations on the Hidden Dragon List
The desolate peak, Song Lingxue slowly raised her head, looking up at the sky.

The blazing sun hung high in the void.

The firmament seemed like an immense sheet of dark blue silk, which under the searing heat, subtly twisted in leisure.

Behind this silk canvas, lay the vast and boundless universe.

The term universe was something she learned after entering Taixuan Holy Land.

Chu Zheng once told her that books contained much wonder, and that he learned many principles from them; thus, beyond cultivation, she had spent a lot of time reading the ancient tomes and scrolls stored within the Taixuan Holy Land.

Indeed, the worlds within books proved to be boundlessly profound, condensing the efforts of past generations; often, she made discoveries and gained tremendously.

The Cangyun Realm, which once seemed so vast in her eyes, now had apparent boundaries.

The four territories and five seas, the sky round and the earth square.

It is said, worlds like the Cangyun Realm are uncommon throughout the universe, which instead is more commonly filled with stars scattered like pearls, lost in the directionless cosmos.

Some stars, too, host living beings.

Most stars are not very large, some with diameters less than ten thousand miles, drifting aimlessly through the universe.

These tiny stars cannot nurture life, but their interiors may conceal numerous valuable minerals, of extreme worth.

In those texts, the entire universe is a colossal mine, its bounds even a True Immortal cannot fully discern.

Returning to her senses, Song Lingxue glanced at Geng Yiyang and, seeing no intention of him leaving, couldn’t help but feel perplexed:

“Holy Master, did you come today with other instructions?”

Geng Yiyang slightly turned his palm and took out a battle robe, dark red all over with golden formation patterns spread across, radiating with red divinity like a burning Divine Fire, shining brightly.

“I had it made specially for you, it’s imbued with a wisp of Fifth Order Divine Fire, meant for refining the physique, and it’s quite effective.”

Before his words had fallen, Geng Yiyang pushed the battle robe towards Song Lingxue and then continued:

“The method you thought of is truly cumbersome, more effort for less gain. With this battle robe, refining your physique will yield ten times more than what you achieved before.”

Song Lingxue’s brow slightly furrowed, she glanced at the battle robe and moved her gaze away, looking at Geng Yiyang with some confusion:

“What is your intent, Holy Master? Please speak plainly.”

She naturally wanted the battle robe that could help her grow stronger faster, but for a moment, she couldn’t understand the reasons behind Geng Yiyang’s help.

If there were certain conditions attached, she would need to be more cautious.

Although she wasn’t clear on the exact agreement between Geng Yiyang and Chu Zheng, so long as nothing extraneous happened, there wouldn’t be a mistake, and being cautious had no downside.

Compared to herself, she was more concerned about causing unnecessary trouble for Chu Zheng.

“Taixuan is never short of Artifact Refiners, it’s just a battle robe, nothing noteworthy.”

“You currently are in Taixuan, and your situation is far stronger than if you were in any other Holy Land, this much, you must understand.”

“I have said it before, your talent far exceeded your own imagination.”

Geng Yiyang, expression unchanged, continued, “You’ve entered the Martial Hall, and in the future, you might have the opportunity to vie for the Holy Martial Practitioner’s revered position. I wish to make a good connection with Taixuan Holy Land so that when the day comes that I seek aid, I hope you’ll lend a hand.”

Although the Immortal Alliance and the Martial Hall have not yet started a dispute, it is uncertain that trouble won’t arise someday in the future.

Just as the Immortal Alliance Envoy mentioned during recent discussions, even the mighty Immortal Alliance is on the verge of a great war, let alone the Cangyun Realm.

It is inevitable that one day Taixuan Holy Land may fall into peril, and should they receive aid from a Supreme Being, even a small effort could provide a glimmer of hope for survival.

This is for the future of Taixuan.

The information about Song Lingxue has already been handed over to the hands of the Immortal Alliance, just waiting for the Martial Hall to come for her.

In other words, Song Lingxue’s entry into the Martial Hall is already a done deal.

To bestow favor now, there’s still time; once in the Martial Hall, a battle robe of this Quality would not even be accepted by her.

“You overstate your case, Holy Master.”

Song Lingxue’s heart was not greatly stirred; she didn’t have much confidence in her talent, but neither did she intend to explain.

The more attention she received, the safer Chu Zheng would be, which was more than desirable.

Rejecting Geng Yiyang’s battle robe would seem ungrateful, she thought.

With this in mind, Song Lingxue slowly extended her hand and took the battle robe into her hands.

Crack—

As she touched the battle robe, web-like cracks spread more than ten yards out from beneath Song Lingxue.

The battle robe, which seemed quite light, was surprisingly heavy, easily rivaling the weight of the huge boulder she had carried before.

Looking at the battle robe in her hands, Song Lingxue raised her head with some confusion: “Holy Master, did you not say that I shouldn’t cultivate too quickly?”

“That’s what they think, what does it have to do with me?”

Geng Yiyang chuckled: “How many more years can I live?”

He was unconcerned with how fast or slow Song Lingxue’s cultivation progressed, and he had no interest in how it might shift the Heavenly Dao.

He was pushing heaven’s limits with only a little over twenty years of life remaining. When Song Lingxue left the Cangyun Realm, everything would naturally reset to its original state.

By then, death would not be far for him.

A moment later, Geng Yiyang withdrew his smile and spoke softly, “I have another matter to discuss, regarding Chu Zheng.”

Instantaneously, Song Lingxue raised her head, her calm demeanor changed: “What happened to him?”

“There has been movement on the Hidden Dragon List, Chu Zheng killed a major sect’s true disciple in front of a Soul Condensation Realm Cultivator and then made his escape, rising by more than five thousand ranks.”