Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 265

If it were any other Immortal King-level magical artifact, it’d be pretty tough to completely destroy this monster in one go.

But the Burial Heaven Coffin is different; it has the unique ability to bury all things, and now that it’s advanced to the top-tier Immortal King-level magical artifact, its effect has become even more pronounced!

No one can imagine the intense suffering that blood-sucking monster would endure inside it or the terrifying sights it would see before dying.

“Done!”

Ye Junlin snapped his fingers with a smile.

Whoosh! The Burial Heaven Coffin, radiating a deathly aura, vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

“We won!”

The Xuantian Sect initially fell into a short silence before erupting into loud cheers.

The crowd looked ecstatic, raising their arms in cheers, seeing that young man as the symbol of invincibility once again.

The beings in the courtyard were dumbfounded. Was this even a thing?

“It seems that to deal with the Undying Blood Clan, Island Master Ye has some special methods we don’t know about,” Miss Liu remarked with admiration.

It suddenly struck them that the infiltration of the Kunlun Realm by the alien races was an extraordinarily foolish act.

“Island Master Ye is great at everything, but there’s this one thing—he always comes to our courtyard to feed us,” the carp lamented.

“Quack! Are you lot worse off than me? I’ve completely forgotten how I used to quack!” the little donkey said gloomily.

“Miss Liu, I’m worried. If even powerful beings from the Nine Nether have mobilized, will the Divine Court also take action? Or have their people already come to the Kunlun Realm?” the old hen asked.

“Your concern is valid. The Kunlun Realm was once ranked second in the Divine Court, and now during its revival phase, the strong warriors from the Divine Court will surely covet this world and won’t let the opportunity slip,” Miss Liu replied coldly.

The Kunlun Realm used to be the Divine Court’s front-line warrior, battling the Nine Nether forces for many years, but now, after falling into decline, the attitude of the Divine Court has dramatically changed.

The worst-case scenario is that they might join forces with the Nine Nether to divide this world that is undergoing revival!

“Damn it! Back when the Kunlun Realm was so awesome, the Divine Court didn’t show such a disgusting face!”

“A fallen phoenix is worse than a chicken!!” the little donkey exclaimed indignantly.

“Stupid donkey, who are you cursing?” the old hen glared angrily.

“Whoever’s anxious, I’ll curse whoever!” the little donkey realized his slip but boldly admitted it, looking sideways in a provocative manner.

“Cluck cluck! I see your donkey hide is itching!”

The old hen, feeling personally attacked, angrily flapped her wings and dived at the little donkey, pecking him frantically.

The little donkey let out a shriek, tearing through the courtyard, shouting for help, “Miss Liu! You’ve got to do something! This chicken has gone crazy!”

“Grandma Hen, go for it! Grandma Hen, go for it!” Seeing the old hen in action, a bunch of little chicks cheered excitedly.

Seeing this unfold, Miss Liu felt worn out.

Oh well, let them make a scene.

I’ll just quietly watch you all.

After dealing with the Undying Blood Clan, Ye Junlin flashed back to Mysterious Peak, walking with such grace and style.

“Master, what exactly was that monster? It doesn’t look like a demon race; could it be some new species from the Kunlun Realm this year?” Li Wujie hurriedly asked.

What new species, damn it!

Ye Junlin replied with irritation, “That thing is called the Undying Blood Clan, from beyond the realm.”

“The Undying Blood Clan?!”

Li Wujie was shocked, his face turning furious. “I get it; just like that previous Underworld race, they’re here to invade our world!”

Ye Junlin waved his hand, “There’s a bit of a difference; the Underworld race at least has roots as the creators of the Underworld Abyss, while the Undying Blood Clan is simply an invasive species.”

“This Undying Blood Clan is just disgusting compared to the previous Underworld race! They’re so damn hard to kill!” Li Wujie complained.

“Exactly,” Hong Qianye nodded in agreement, having just witnessed the horror of the Undying Blood Clan.

The scariest part was that they had specifically chosen this moment to cause trouble, indicating they knew about Feng Qingyang and the others, showing that they too came from the Central Region.

Suddenly, Ye Junlin thought of something, locking eyes with Hong Qianye seriously. “Little Hong, I’m very disappointed in you today!”

Hong Qianye’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly lowered his head. “It’s the disciple’s fault for being useless, letting down the Master’s expectations, and making you intervene personally.”

He thought Ye Junlin was blaming him for failing to kill that monster. Although the gap in realms was immense, he had no complaints; if he couldn’t beat it, he couldn’t—no need to find excuses.

But Ye Junlin shook his head, “What I mean is, you haven’t finished that bowl of noodles from lunchtime. You promised me you’d come back and eat after finishing your work, and now look! The noodles are all mushy! You know that wasting food is my biggest pet peeve!”

Hong Qianye was stunned, turning to see that his bowl of noodles was indeed untouched.

“Oh no, Master, I’ll finish it right away!” he said, not daring to retort, obediently heading back to eat the noodles.

“Good, that’s right,” Ye Junlin nodded.

Li Wujie’s expression was peculiar; Master’s focus is truly something else, but he had already grown accustomed to his way of thinking.

If he suddenly became serious, he’d feel uncomfortable instead.

The gentle breeze flowed as Ye Junlin gazed at the horizon, feeling inexplicably bored.

Is it loneliness?

Nope!

After all, there are so many people with him.

Is it because he hit a bottleneck in his cultivation?

Nope!

He had no worries in that regard; his cultivation just relied on luck.

“Could it be that my lounging posture is wrong?”

Ye Junlin hummed thoughtfully.

Since crossing into this world of cultivation, he had adhered to the idea of not offending others if they didn’t offend him, enjoying a regulated life of eating and drinking while keeping his mind and body at ease.

When occasional trouble did arise, he’d solve it conveniently, and before he knew it, he had become widely famous, hailed as the strongest in the Eastern Domain, idolized by countless cultivators, with die-hard fans spread across the fourteen states. Just saying anything outside would be regarded as a classic quote!

Rationally, he should have no worries compared to his stressful past life; he was living a wonderfully comfortable life.

But now, Ye Junlin began to feel that this couldn’t last, as continuing this way might just lead him to die of pleasure!

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You’ve unlocked a new sign-in location: Taichu Holy Land in the Central Region! After signing in successfully, you will receive Nine-Grade Immortal Power!】

In his mind, the system’s notification rang out.

Ye Junlin smiled in relief, “System, even you think it’s time for me to change maps, huh?”

[Ding! For the esteemed host, it’s just a matter of changing places to continue lying flat! The result isn’t important; what matters is enjoying the scenery along the way!] the system replied seriously.

“You really do understand me, System,” Ye Junlin sighed contentedly.

[Ding! I’m the system; no one understands the host better than I do!] the sweet, childlike voice carried a hint of pride.

Ye Junlin said meaningfully, “Since you understand me so well, you should know what I want to say next.”

[Ding! Based on system detection, the host currently has a strong desire. Please go ahead and speak; this system will try its best to accommodate!]

“System, now that you mention it, I won’t hold back.”

Ye Junlin said expectantly:

“Quick, call me Daddy.”

System: “…”

“Huh? Why is it silent again?” After several seconds, Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow.

As they say, where there’s one, there’s two; to prevent the host from taking things too far, the system cleverly chose silence.

Not listening, not listening—just like a tortoise chanting scriptures!

Seeing the system ignore him, Ye Junlin felt like he was cutting out his own fun.

“Nine-Grade Immortal Power? That’s pretty generous.” Thinking of the sign-in reward, Ye Junlin rubbed his chin, clicking his tongue.

Because, you know,

Even the Seven-Grade Immortal Power is something only an Immortal Emperor would typically possess, and thinking further up is just unimaginable.

Nine-Grade Immortal Power is the strongest; the higher the quality of the Immortal Power, the stronger the caster’s ability. The gap between each grade is as vast as the sky and the earth.

For example, if Hong Qianye currently had not the Seven-Grade Immortal Power but the strongest Nine-Grade Immortal Power, his Red Lotus Hellfire would definitely be able to annihilate that Undying Blood Clan!

Without a doubt!

Even a beginning Profound Immortal, if they truly possessed Nine-Grade Immortal Power, could make Immortal Kings lower their proud heads.

That’s the status supported by Nine-Grade Immortal Power!

It represents not only being invincible among the same realm but also being a future sign of strength at the peak level once they become an Immortal Emperor!

This temptation, if brought to the outside, absolutely no one could resist.

And now, to attain the legendary Nine-Grade Immortal Power, Ye Junlin just needs to check in at the Taichu Holy Land in the Central Region.