"There's a place on the Spirit Stream Battlefield called Hundred Peaks Mountain. Below it lies a Dragon Spring, where a Dragon Clan has been suppressed for nearly ten thousand years..."

Lu Ye's voice reverberated slowly within the Harmony Light Hall as he calmly recounted everything he knew.

The numerous Constellation Realm cultivators listened in astonishment.

No one expected that such a place on the Spirit Stream Battlefield would have such a powerful entity suppressed, especially for so long. It's known that the Spirit Stream Battlefield is just a place for cultivation at the Spirit Stream Realm in the Nine Provinces, essentially the starting point for the lowest level of cultivators in the Nine Provinces. They have all mingled on the Spirit Stream Battlefield in the past, but those are extremely distant memories now.

"The visitor is a Sun Blaze Realm cultivator. Although it's unclear why he was injured, he is undoubtedly not someone the current Nine Provinces cultivators can contend with. The only power we can rely on is from the Dragon Clan. However, there are two issues at present. First, can the Dragon Clan deal with a Sun Blaze Realm powerhouse? And second, if it can, after driving the enemy away, will it unleash its anger, suppressed for thousands of years, upon the Nine Provinces."

He didn't ponder whether the Dragon Clan would be willing to confront a Sun Blaze Realm powerhouse, as a deal could be brokered in this regard. If the intention is to release it, then the condition must be borrowing its power; if the Dragon Clan disagrees, then it will remain suppressed.

He thought that the Dragon Clan would likely not disagree.

"So now we need to consider these two issues. What are your thoughts, seniors?" Lu Ye looked at everyone.

Without hesitation, Jian Guhong said, "That Yueh Xin is not a benevolent person; his style clearly shows. This time, without issuing a fatal blow, he's likely trying to establish dominance. However, considering his nature, if we slightly disobey in the future, the outcomes might be dire. I suggest calling the Dragon Clan out; even if the enemy vent their anger on the Nine Provinces afterward, it's better to die rather than to live with humiliation and cowardly survival."

For these Constellation Realm cultivators, who have just glimpsed the splendor of cultivating ahead, all have immense expectations for the future and naturally resist being subdued, forced to obey orders.

Better to shatter as jade than intact as a tile—that's the current mindset of many Constellation Realms. Having cultivated for years, they possess the determination at such crucial moments.

Thus, almost nobody hesitated, nodding in agreement.

"Agreed."

"Agreed!"

...

Lu Ye knew from the start everyone would choose this way and smiled, "If so, then it's settled. Time is of the essence, so I'll set off now. But before that, I'd like to ask for assistance from you seniors."

Mong Jie, pale-faced, said, "You speak."

Lu Ye's expression became solemn, "When the True Dragon emerges, it will be a huge disturbance, possibly causing certain impacts on the Spirit Stream Battlefield. Hence, I'd like to ask you seniors to widely disseminate the message to withdraw Spirit Stream Realm cultivators from the battlefield to avoid unnecessary losses."

This is simple. As long as the message is relayed, it will quickly spread across the Nine Provinces, and with orders from respective sects, Spirit Stream Realm cultivators will naturally withdraw.

Lu Ye exited the Harmony Light Hall, heading straight to the Heaven's Augury Hall at Haotian City.

"Lu Ye, the Dragon Clan is extremely noble and proud. Although it may not bully the weak or exploit its strength unfairly, it's been suppressed for so long. Precaution is necessary, so it's best if it makes a Bloodline Oath to ensure the Nine Provinces' safety," Number Nine's voice sounded nearby.

"Bloodline Oath?"

"Yes, Bloodline Oath!" Number Nine explained, "Like the Blood Race, the Dragon Clan places great importance on their bloodline, even more so. Hence, for such powerful beings, ordinary vows are insufficient to constrain them. Only a Bloodline Oath, if it's willing, can never be violated."

In the Nine Provinces, cultivators are most familiar with the Heaven's Augury Oath, as it's witnessed and supervised by Heaven's Augury, ensuring no one dares to violate it casually. However, the Heaven's Augury Oath doesn't have any binding power over a powerful Dragon Clan; to constrain it, only the Bloodline Oath can suffice.

"I'll discuss first." So far, Lu Ye has contacted that Dragon Clan twice: the first was not a direct encounter, and the second was superficial. He doesn't fully understand the opponent's nature, so demanding a Bloodline Oath while conditionally releasing it seems imprudent.

It might even anger the opponent.

"What's that Dragon Clan's name then? Surely it has a name? How should I communicate?" Lu Ye asked.

"It calls itself Yang Qing! Whether it's its true name is unknown. Generally, such noble beings don't easily disclose their names."

Lu Ye arrived at the Heaven's Augury Hall, pressed his hand on the Heaven's Augury Pillar, with a look of confusion, "Yang Qing?"

A Dragon Clan taking a human name? Couldn't be like the Blood Race, taking the first human name they encounter, right?

The Blood Race has no choice without parental instruction; the Dragon Clan shouldn't be that way.

By the Heaven's Augury Pillar, the void distorted, and Lu Ye's figure vanished.

He reappeared at the Spirit Stream Battlefield.

Normally, at the Spirit Stream Battlefield, at most only a Cloud River Realm cultivator might enter exceptionally, and within they can only exhibit their original Spirit Stream Realm strength. This results from Heaven's Augury suppression.

If one's cultivation level is higher, they cannot step foot into the Spirit Stream Battlefield.

But the rules were set by Number Nine, determining whether a cultivator could enter and how they would be treated upon entry, ultimately depended on its discretion.

Therefore, Lu Ye did not face any suppression upon entering this time and remained at the Divine Sea Level 7 cultivation.

The location where he appeared was precisely at Mount Qingyu's station in the Spirit Stream battlefield.

Near Hundred Peaks Mountain, there were three forces: Mount Qingyu belonged to the Haotian Alliance, while the Tailuo Sect and the Qin family belonged to the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. The Dragon Spring Meet at that time was a joint event organized by these three powers. During that Dragon Spring Meet, Lu Ye, along with the cultivators from Mount Qingyu, gave the Tailuo Sect and the Qin family a good beating.

Now, time has passed, and the familiar faces from back then are no longer in the Spirit Stream battlefield.

In the Nine Provinces cultivation world, cultivators at the Spirit Stream Realm level sprout up like bamboo shoots after a rain, emerging one crop after another. The entire Spirit Stream battlefield rotates every ten to twenty years, with each cycle being a complete reshuffling.

When Lu Ye appeared, several cultivators inside the Heaven's Augury Hall of Mount Qingyu were linking the Heaven's Augury Pillar, likely trying to purchase something from the Heaven's Augury treasure vault.

The sudden figure startled the Spirit Stream Realm cultivators. One person looked fixedly at Lu Ye and asked curiously, "Why does this senior brother look so unfamiliar?"

Mount Qingyu isn't of high grade, and the number of cultivators within the sect isn't large, so even if they aren't acquainted, most have at least seen each other. Therefore, Lu Ye, clearly a stranger, naturally aroused curiosity.

Lu Ye glanced at him but said nothing further, releasing the pressure of the Divine Sea Realm. In an instant, the little Spirit Stream Realm cultivators shivered with fear, faces showing terror.

The next moment, the entire Mount Qingyu station became lively, as all the cultivators rushed out. Their levels were too low, and they were only familiar with things of the Spirit Stream Realm, so they had no idea what had happened. They only knew that a tremendous oppressive force had descended suddenly.

Lu Ye had already walked out of the Heaven's Augury Hall; as he leapt into the air, his voice echoed over the Mount Qingyu station: "Return to your sect, the Spirit Stream battlefield is about to experience great change!"

A crowd of people gazed blankly at Lu Ye, who disappeared like a shooting star, lost in thought.

To be able to fly through the air, he is at least at the Cloud River Realm. Spirit Stream Realm cultivators do not possess this ability.

Since when did the Spirit Stream battlefield allow a cultivator at least at the Cloud River Realm to walk in unscathed? Moreover, the oppressive power just felt was not something a mere Cloud River Realm could possess.

In other words, this unfamiliar cultivator who suddenly appeared is likely above the Cloud River.

Even though the governor of Mount Qingyu was not highly cultivated, he was decisive, so after thinking briefly, he immediately ordered the sect's cultivators to withdraw from the Spirit Stream battlefield and simultaneously sent messages to recall those who were outside.

In no time, Mount Qingyu station was deserted.

At the same time, messages began to be transmitted from the Nine Provinces to the Spirit Stream battlefield. At the stations of each major sect in the Spirit Stream battlefield, cultivators went to the Heaven's Augury Hall to prepare to retreat to the Nine Provinces.

No one knew what happened, but this order came from their sect.

Lu Ye had arrived at a grand hall in the center of Hundred Peaks Mountain, with the Dragon Spring located beneath this hall.

Originally, to open the Dragon Spring, it required the joint efforts of cultivators from the nearby three powers. After all, the hall's formation was laid down years ago by Cloud River Realm cultivators dispatched by the three powers, which the Spirit Stream Realm cultivators couldn't break.

However, such a formation was almost beneath Lu Ye's notice.

With a casual display of power, he opened the Dragon Spring entrance and leisurely made his way down.

Returning here with a Divine Sea Realm cultivation, things that were once incomprehensible were now crystal clear.

Quickly arriving before two bronze doors, Lu Ye glanced briefly before pushing them open and entering!

Inside was a peculiar small space, with Spiritual Energy lingering. In the center, a spring was emitting a steady crimson glow.

The crimson glow contained a very faint but powerful energy, dissipating the aura of Dragon Blood.

Being suppressed here for nearly ten thousand years, no matter how ingenious the original arrangements were, much has changed over the millennia.

The aura of the Dragon Race had leaked out, though faintly, it was indeed happening. Once accumulated to a certain degree, it can serve to temper the bodies of cultivators within.

This was the true nature of the Dragon Spring Body Tempering.

Lu Ye suddenly realized that this Dragon Race known as Yang Qing, having been suppressed for so long, must be extremely weakened. Otherwise, such a powerful being wouldn't have allowed its aura to leak.

He suddenly doubted whether coming here was the right decision, considering that if Yang Qing was in a weakened state, he might not be a match for Yueh Xin.

But having come this far, and with the current Nine Provinces having no other solution except this place, there was no turning back.

He took a deep breath and respectfully bowed: "Junior Lu Ye, paying respects to Senior Yang Qing!"