Chapter 26

Chapter 26: Genius Ancient Battlefield

Bai Qiulan at this moment.

Her expression was serious.

Incredibly serious.

Another drop of Chaos Yin Poison just appeared, but it wasn’t a big deal.

In her previous life, Lu Ye helped her deal with it, but before that, she had once gathered as many as eleven drops of Chaos Yin Poison, enduring the bone-chilling pain day and night.

Now, just one drop leaves her Dao Embryo feeling freezing cold; it had been a long time since she had experienced such icy pain.

What truly made her serious was that as she operated the Great Yin Transformation Scripture to successfully transform the Chaos Yin Poison into Chaos Yin Power, part of that Chaos Yin Power surged into her Dao Embryo and was absorbed by her, but another part just lingered and wouldn’t disperse.

It continued to fill her Dantian.

What’s more, there was a vague trend of it continuing to condense into Chaos Yin Poison.

How could this happen?

Previously, after she transformed the Chaos Yin Poison, aside from the part she absorbed, the rest simply disappeared.

Why wasn’t it disappearing now?

Bai Qiulan kept running her technique, the Chaos Yin Power circulating endlessly.

Gradually, her Dao Embryo turned an icy blue.

A dense chill radiated from Bai Qiulan’s body.

This won’t do; if I keep absorbing, my Dao Embryo will freeze solid.

Why isn’t the Chaos Yin Power that should be disappearing actually gone?

Endless questions filled her mind.

Of course, it wouldn’t disappear; in her previous life, the excess Chaos Yin Power had been transferred from Bai Qiulan to Lu Ye through the Yin-Yang Transformation Seal.

Now that Lu Ye was gone to make the transfer, Bai Qiulan simply couldn’t push it out.

This was due to her constitution.

The Yin Divine Body could still survive.

But the Chaos Yin Divine Body only became more painful as one’s cultivation level increased, ultimately dying in endless agony.

This is the fate of such an against-the-heavens physique.

In the early phase, it could be neutralized through the Yin-Yang techniques, but later on, it purely relied on Lu Ye’s powerful cultivation to crush the Chaos Yin Power to pieces.

But now, Lu Ye was gone.

If Bai Qiulan wanted to avoid excessive pain, all she could do was work hard in cultivation, raising her level above the speed of the Chaos Yin Poison’s condensation so that her Dao Embryo could continuously absorb the Chaos Yin Poison.

This was a competition between her cultivation speed and the condensation speed of the Chaos Yin Poison.

Thus.

Days in the mountains passed unnoticed, as if merely a moment had turned into a decade.

After reaching the Breaking Embryo Realm, Lu Ye’s cultivation improvement was slightly slower than in the Yuan Dan Realm.

However, after half a year, he had already reached the fifth layer of Breaking Embryo.

This speed was astonishing, but nobody knew.

Because he didn’t participate in any competitions and had hardly been seen throughout the Grand Dao Sect.

Bai Lan Peak fell into silence.

No movement, quiet as a mouse.

It was as if everyone was waiting for a crucial moment.

Until, a bell rang!

“Dong!”

Yue Hongling’s body trembled, her eyes flew open—it was happening!

“Ninety-second generation disciples, gather before the Grand Dao Pavilion!”

Here it came!

A storm among the younger generation was about to unfold.

The Genius Ancient Battlefield had begun!

Lu Ye also opened his eyes at the same time, a faint smile appearing on his face.

The Genius Ancient Battlefield!

In his past life, he entered the Genius Ancient Battlefield at the sixth layer of Yuan Dan.

In this life, he was at the fifth layer of Breaking Embryo.

In his previous life, he had fought against a ninth layer Yuan Dan powerhouse at the sixth layer and barely escaped with his life from the Breaking Embryo realm, even sacrificing himself to save that idiot Yue Hongling.

In this life, let’s see who will end up as the loser.

The journey of cultivation is filled with opportunities and perils.

The Genius Ancient Battlefield is a special space where countless generations of geniuses have fought, hiding inexhaustible treasures and divine objects.

This space connects various worlds with Demonic Cultivators, Demon Clans, Buddhist Cultivators, Confucian Cultivators, Ghost Cultivators, and Divine Races…

Great Emperor lineages, Celestial Lord lineages…

Too many young people heading there.

The battlefield alone is divided into nine layers, with resources becoming richer and spiritual energy denser the higher you go.

The Genius Ancient Battlefield opens only once every thousand years, incredibly rare; anyone under a hundred can enter, and there’s also the Eternal Genius Ranking inside. Those who make the list can receive massive rewards and be remembered by all future geniuses.

In his past life, he encountered the Vermilion Bird and Shangguan Huanling here.

Thinking back to when he first met those two, a cold smile appeared on Lu Ye’s face.

In his last life, the young Vermilion Bird was chased by a Demon Clan genius, and Lu Ye helped her.

Shangguan Huanling was stunningly beautiful, matching even him back then but was pushed into a corner by her own brother.

Lu Ye knew all too well that with his rebirth, both their strengths would increase, but that situation wouldn’t reverse with just a simple increase in strength.

Let’s wait and see!

Lu Ye flew towards the Grand Dao Pavilion, with Chu Ling hastily following behind.

At the Grand Dao Pavilion, the crowd gathered.

Linghu Wushuang, Xiao Huayong, and Li Jiumin had become the new leaders of the Grand Dao Sect, all having reached the pinnacle of the Yuan Dan Realm.

Chu Ling and Yue Hongling had also reached the pinnacle of Yuan Dan Realm.

It was evident that their battle power surpassed the three of them by more than one level.

Having not seen Lu Ye for half a year, Yue Hongling stared at him, not blinking.

Lu Ye acted as though he didn’t notice her.

Yue Hongling wanted to rush to Lu Ye and talk to him, but then remembered she was about to see Feng Wuxie. Her impulse couldn’t be contained.

Feng Wuxie, the white moonlight in her heart.

Recalling their short two days of fighting side by side, the sweetness was unforgettable.

Was that what it felt like to be in love?

Yue Hongling felt she needed to see Feng Wuxie one more time to be sure.

“The Genius Ancient Battlefield is experiencing disturbances, and it will soon open in the Central State’s Nine-Dragon Valley. This battlefield opens only once every thousand years, rich in resources; any below a hundred years can enter. It’s the most suitable battlefield for you all.”

“But, there are many dangers and assassination attempts within. Ancient geniuses’ undead wander inside, plus there are Demonic Spirits and Demon Clan geniuses entering, along with other sects committing murder and robbing treasures. Think wisely; you have one incense stick’s time to consider. Those wishing to enter the Genius Ancient Battlefield for opportunities, board the Grand Dao Ship!”

In such a grand event, powerful guardians from the Grand Dao Sect would undoubtedly escort them.

Because the treasures in the Genius Ancient Battlefield could make even many old ghosts green with envy.

If one didn’t die in the Genius Ancient Battlefield but perished on the way back to the sect, that would be truly tragic.

“I reiterate, the Genius Ancient Battlefield is extremely dangerous; for every ten who go, perhaps only two or three will return. Think clearly!”

Lu Ye was the first to head towards the Grand Dao Ship.

He boarded, finding a nice spot with a view.

Chu Ling hurriedly sat beside him, while Yue Hongling pouted and sat behind Lu Ye.

One by one, disciples boarded the ship.

Naturally, there were others who didn’t board.

It can’t be said that they lacked ambition, but rather their pursuits were different.

Or perhaps they had a deep understanding of themselves.

If they couldn’t contend within the Grand Dao Sect, how could they vie on the Genius Ancient Battlefield, where countless strengths rivaled the sect?

The incense stick’s time passed.

A total of one hundred forty-seven disciples from the ninety-second generation; one hundred twelve boarded the ship.

How many would return?

Well, isn’t that how cultivation always is?