CHAPTER 408: GREAT ASCENSION

Chapter 408: Great Ascension

“Su Qinian, this Venerable demands an explanation!”

Chen Huaian yanked Su Qinian out of the washing machine, his expression deadly serious.

This guy had actually gotten a disciple with a Lightning Spiritual Root to power the washing machine using lightning spiritual energy. Genius? Maybe. But if left unchecked, Earth’s tech and snacks—while wonderful—could totally unravel morale.

“Calm your anger, Ancestor!”

Su Qinian plastered on a sheepish smile and cupped his hands respectfully.

“Earth’s inventions are truly exquisite. I examined this device called a washing machine with my inner vision and discovered that while it appears simple on the outside, its interior is filled with complexity!

There are all kinds of embedded formations…

Elder Liu already took one back to comprehend the Dao of Arrays!

I think we could produce these as exclusive Sword Pavilion products and sell them across the entire Cangyun Realm. Just imagine—all the profits, and your little world would become richer and more prosperous!”

Chen Huaian mulled it over for a moment, and just like that, his irritation melted away.

What laziness?

What crumbling morale?

Cue the music! Let the party continue!

Still, he offered a stern reminder:

“Old Su, your idea isn’t bad, but a washing machine is for washing clothes, not for you to stand in and spin around. That makes you look like an idiot. It damages the image of our Sword Pavilion!”

Su Qinian flushed crimson and scratched his head awkwardly.

Good thing Ancestor didn’t catch me grilling my hand in the microwave… or using the induction cooker as a meditation cushion.

In fairness, the induction cooker was great for disciples with Fire Spiritual Roots.

Definitely improved their cultivation efficiency.

Ancestor is too rigid sometimes. Just because something was made for one purpose doesn’t mean it can’t be used for another.

“Have everyone pack up. The sect plaza’s turned into a total mess…”

Chen Huaian waved his hand.

The Ancestor’s prestige and dignity carried real weight.

The disciples all immediately packed up their stalls, though some clearly weren’t ready to let go.

Then, the Ancestor’s voice came again:

“This Venerable will designate a space at the border between sects within the little world where you all can sell goods and tinker with gadgets. Hmm… we’ll call it the Sword Pavilion Night Market.”

The disciples were instantly overjoyed and shouted, “Long live the Ancestor!”

“But Ancestor,” Su Qinian asked curiously, “why call it a night market when it’s during the day? Shouldn’t it be called Day Market or White Market?”

Chen Huaian rolled his eyes.

Why can’t a night market happen during the day? Night Market sounds better!

“Silence!” he snorted coldly. With a snap of his fingers, the sky over the entire little world turned dark. It was suddenly nighttime.

Su Qinian: “……”

“Ancestor! You’ve returned just in time. I have an urgent report!”

Zhang Mengchu hurried up and cupped his hands.

“The news about the Original Dao Physique has been spread. But from what I’ve observed, the Jade Pool Holy Land doesn’t seem very interested. The Burning Purity Holy Land, however, showed a bit of a reaction.”

“What about the other sects?” Chen Huaian frowned.

He hadn’t expected Real Person Yuyao to show no interest in the Original Dao Physique.

“Recently, Real Person Yuyao announced an Ascension Gathering—says she’s about to ascend and wants to give back to all sects in the Cangyun Realm. Invitations have already gone out to all major sects.”

“They’re not actually going to attend, are they?” Su Qinian crossed his arms and scoffed, “Anyone with half a brain knows what Jade Pool Holy Land is like. If those sects still fall for it, they’re complete idiots.”

Zhang Mengchu paused for a moment, then pressed his lips together and said:

“Most of them have agreed to attend.”

Su Qinian froze, then laughed in disbelief. “They’ve lost their damn minds?”

“It’s because Jade Pool Holy Land offered too much.” Zhang Mengchu sighed and looked at Chen Huaian.

“Ancestor, you have no idea. Real Person Yuyao actually visited them in person to apologize. In less than three days, she hit every sect except ours.

And not just apologies—she brought compensation.

Cultivation techniques, pills… even Human Pills.

And her whole demeanor has changed. She used to have some mortal aura about her, but now she feels like a goddess high above the world…

Oh, and her cultivation—she’s now at the Peak of the First Tribulation of the Great Ascension Stage.”

The moment those words dropped, the room fell into dead silence.

Even Zhang Mengchu’s own voice trembled.

Had it not been confirmed firsthand, he wouldn’t have believed it either.

“What?!”

Zhang Yibai’s voice burst out of the Black Scales Sword.

“That b*tch Yuyao recovered her cultivation? Impossible! I struck her with my Reincarnation Sword Intent! There’s nothing in this world that can undo Reincarnation!”

Chen Huaian had already lifted the restriction on the Black Scales Sword upon returning, allowing Old Zhang to see and hear everything clearly.

“Ancestor, I swear every word is true!” Zhang Mengchu bowed toward the sword.

“That treacherous thing is not to be trusted.”

Zhang Yibai appeared next to Chen Huaian, brows deeply furrowed.

“Brother, if possible, I hope you can stop those sects from walking right into her trap.

Yuyao is a master of deception.

This ‘apology’ and ‘compensation’—it’s all a ploy for greater gain.

She’s obsessed with ascending and will do anything to achieve it!”

Chen Huaian nodded solemnly. “Don’t worry, Old Brother. With this Venerable here, there’s no way Yuyao will succeed easily!”

If Zhang Yibai will shield me on Earth, he thought, then I’ll shield him here in the Cangyun Realm.

“What a pity you’re not at the Great Ascension Stage,” Zhang Yibai sighed.

“If you were, Yuyao and that damned monk from Burning Purity would at least be wary of you. Not to mention, being at Great Ascension would give you the clout to unite the sects. I’m afraid they won’t believe you otherwise.”

“Tch. What’s so great about Great Ascension?”

Chen Huaian curled his lip in disdain.

Zhang Yibai frowned. “Brother, even though Peak Void Fusion and Great Ascension are only a step apart, that step is Heaven’s Wrath! The moment a cultivator enters the Great Ascension Stage, the Heavenly Dao locks onto them—puts them on the blacklist. They become prime targets for tribulation.

It also means the Heavenly Dao acknowledges their existence.

I’m not denying your talent, but you really ought to respect the power of Great Ascension.”

Zhang Yibai spoke with heartfelt sincerity.

Chen Huaian tilted his head, staring at the sky, lips curled like he hadn’t heard a word.

Zhang Yibai said no more.

He figured Chen had gotten cocky after fighting Yuyao when she wasn’t at her peak and thought she wasn’t all that. Fine. When the time came, he’d back Chen up—no matter the cost.

After all, Chen was the only homeboy he had left.

“No, no, you misunderstand, Old Brother.”

Chen Huaian took a step forward, laughing loudly.

“This Venerable doesn’t lack respect for the Great Ascension Stage.”

“It’s just that…”

He grinned wide.

“This Venerable—is Great Ascension!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped concealing his aura.

It erupted like a tidal wave, surging to the heavens.

BOOM!

Thunderclouds gathered above the little world.

A terrifying pressure slammed down on everyone like a mountain.

Like ants before a titan—mice before a dragon-elephant!

Without question—this was the Great Ascension Stage!

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