Yuan's Ascension

Chapter 756: Dominating The Spacetime Island (2

Nie Zhen's heart trembled.

Nangong Meng, Tu Qing, and the others also sighed inwardly, feeling that Wu Yuan was quite ruthless.

But Wu Yuan knew what he was doing.

For ordinary Astral Lords, producing several million divine crystals would require deep consideration, but for peerless geniuses like Nie Zhen, the bulk of the treasures they obtained came from the divine court headquarters' bestowals. Five million divine crystals wasn't much.

"I understand," Nie Zhen tried to calm himself and said in a low voice, "Brother Ming Jian, within two days, I will transfer five million divine crystals to your Spacetime Immortal Voidrealm account."

"Mm." Wu Yuan nodded.

It was more convenient this way, as he could use the divine crystals to purchase treasures from the Spacetime Treasure Hall after receiving them.

With that, Nie Zhen quickly left. Although he had paid a huge price, being able to obtain Wu Yuan's forgiveness was still a good thing.

As for Wu Yuan, Nangong Meng, and Tu Qing, they naturally had a feast hosted by Nangong Meng.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Wu Yuan turned to Nangong Meng.

"Nangong, is there anything else?" Wu Yuan asked. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"There is indeed one more matter," Nangong Meng hesitated before continuing, "Besides Nie Zhen, High Deity Mi Yun from the Immortal Court has also sent someone to inquire about reconciliation with you."

"Mi Yun?" Wu Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"If I recall correctly, your mana body was once destroyed at Mi Yun's hands," Tu Qing interjected.

"Mi Yun wants to reconcile?" Wu Yuan's lips curved into a faint smile. "Well, Nangong, you can tell Mi Yun that I'm willing to reconcile, but I have one condition."

"Oh? What condition? Another five million divine crystals?" Nangong Meng asked curiously.

"No. Thirty million divine crystals," he declared, his words falling like hammer blows.

The group was stunned into silence.

...

On the Spacetime Island, within an immense private hall.

He demanded thirty million divine crystals from Mi Yun? This Ming Jian is truly ruthless. Nie Zhen mused, having received Nangong Meng's message immediately.

His initial dissatisfaction began to dissipate. He only asked me for five million divine crystals. It seems Ming Jian was quite merciful towards me. Nie Zhen muttered to himself.

Human nature always craved comparison.

Five million divine crystals wasn't a crippling loss for Nie Zhen. After all, as someone destined to become an Astral Monarch, he possessed considerable wealth and treasures.

But thirty million divine crystals? That was enough to make even a genius of his caliber wince in pain.

Hmph. Nie Zhen scoffed inwardly. Come to think of it, my feud with Ming Jian originated because of the Immortal Court faction. Now, let's see if Mi Yun is willing to part with such a vast fortune.

If Mi Yun pays up, he will feel the pain. If he doesn't, he'll have to continue feuding with Ming Jian. Can he win? Nie Zhen shook his head.

Even if Mi Yun could match Ming Jian now, what about in a few thousand years?

When one was down on their luck, seeing someone worse off often brought a strange sense of comfort.

That was precisely how Nie Zhen felt at this moment.

...

In the Spacetime Immortal Voidrealm, within the core hall complex of the Immortal Court faction, nearly ten imprint bearers had gathered. Each of them possessed formidable strength.

"He's just an Earth Immortal who has cultivated for less than a thousand years, yet he dares to be so arrogant? Thirty million divine crystals? Why doesn't he just rob us outright?" High Deity Mi Yun stood in the hall, unleashing an enraged roar.

The other imprint bearers exchanged uneasy glances.

Among them, High Immortal Pu Guang, High Deity Ci Yue, and a few others felt particularly bitter.

While the Immortal Court faction didn't have an overwhelming number of imprint bearers, they did have a large concentration of elites among the hundred thousand imprint bearers, naturally forming various small circles.

This group of elite imprint bearers was led by High Deity Mi Yun, which was why he had initially stood up for them, even going so far as to destroy Wu Yuan's mana body.

"Thirty million divine crystals!"

"Does this Ming Jian think divine crystals grow on trees?"

"He's too harsh. It's clear Ming Jian has no intention of reconciling with us."

"Mi Yun, I think..." These Immortal Court imprint bearers began to speak up.

"Silence, all of you!" High Deity Mi Yun suddenly roared.

His face darkened like storm clouds, his heart filled with regret. This Ming Jian barely scraped the threshold of a Supreme Genius back then. By all rights, his chances of becoming a Sovereign should have been slim. I thought offending him wouldn't matter, but how did he become so powerful in the blink of an eye?

Cultivating for less than a thousand years, yet possessing Dao comprehension at the level of an Astral Monarch? Mi Yun's heart trembled.

It had taken him tens of thousands of years to reach such a level of Dao comprehension.

Mi Yun instinctively felt a wave of dread wash over him when he received news of Ming Jian's insane rate of cultivation. Such a monstrous prodigy had a ninety percent chance of becoming a Sovereign in the future!

"All of you," Mi Yun's gaze swept across the group, his anger mounting.

"You talk a good game, but now, who's willing to voluntarily offer up divine crystals?" High Deity Mi Yun fumed.

This Ming Jian is demanding thirty million divine crystals from me?

High Deity Mi Yun was in a serious dilemma. If it had been five million divine crystals, he would have agreed to resolve the feud without hesitation.

If Wu Yuan had demanded an even higher price, say two hundred million or three hundred million divine crystals, he simply couldn't afford it now and would have no choice but to become mortal enemies.

At worst, his true self would have to avoid leaving the Immortal Court headquarters in the future.

They belonged to different major factions after all.

But thirty million divine crystals? It hit right at his bottom line.

Is it worth risking the eternal enmity of a future Sovereign-level powerhouse over thirty million divine crystals? High Deity Mi Yun wavered. And not just any Sovereign, but a Sovereign of Space.

Offending an ordinary Sovereign was one thing, but offending a Sovereign of Space was an entirely different matter.

After a long deliberation, High Deity Mi Yun made his decision. I'll swallow my pride. There's no need to let a Sovereign of Space fixate on me in the future over this small grievance.

...

After Nie Zhen and High Deity Mi Yun lowered their heads in succession, both didn't keep the news secret. Instead, they deliberately spread the information.

Although it was embarrassing that the news got out, it was also a form of protection.

Having publicly backed down and paid a large sum of divine crystals and treasures, it meant that the karma between them had been resolved.

If Wu Yuan truly became a super powerhouse in the future and came knocking on their doors over these old grudges, it would be Wu Yuan who was unreasonable, and he would be scorned by other powerhouses.

Among super powerhouses, most didn't adhere to concepts of good and evil or right and wrong, but they did believe in keeping their word.

Once a promise was made, regardless of whether it was good or bad, it should be honored - this was the code of conduct in the world of the strong.

However, the actions of Nie Zhen and Mi Yun finally pushed Wu Yuan's reputation on the Spacetime Island to its peak.

"Nie Zhen is considered a top existence among the Taiyuan faction of Spacetime Island."

"And Mi Yun is the leader of the Immortal Court faction, yet he also bowed his head?"

"He only asked Nie Zhen for five million divine crystals, probably because Ming Jian considered them both part of the Taiyuan faction."

"Thirty million divine crystals is ruthless enough, but to think the proud High Deity Mi Yun would actually give it up." Countless imprint bearers on Spacetime Island sighed and marveled.

Nie Zhen and Mi Yun's loss of face served to strengthen Ming Jian's fearsome reputation.

"By rights, Ming Jian's strength should still be inferior to theirs, right?"

"What do you know? Ming Jian is only an Earth Immortal. Once he breaks through to High Immortal, his strength will surge again. By then, he'll definitely match Zhuo Haiyue."

"But Zhuo Haiyue specializes in Thunder techniques."

"And Ming Jian? He excels in Spacetime, which is best for pursuit and ambush. If he wants to hunt down Nie Zhen and Mi Yun in the future, it'll be difficult for them to even complete spacetime missions unless they never reveal their whereabouts."

"In the future, Ming Jian has the potential to become a Sovereign of Space, the most troublesome type to deal with of all. He’s not someone those two can afford to provoke." Countless imprint bearers discussed, quickly adding Wu Yuan to the list of those who couldn't be offended.

It could be said that from the moment Nie Zhen and Mi Yun lowered their heads, Wu Yuan's prestige among the eight million imprint bearers on Spacetime Island skyrocketed, becoming a monstrous prodigy on par with Zhuo Haiyue. Or perhaps even stronger!

After all, while Zhuo Haiyue was strong in direct combat, but as long as one could avoid her, they had nothing to fear. But facing Wu Yuan, if one couldn't withstand his frontal assault, one couldn't even escape.

...

The storm Wu Yuan stirred up naturally spread through the numerous imprint bearers on the Spacetime Island, gradually reaching the top-tier major factions behind them.

"Ming Jian!"

"Suspected to possess the talent of a Supreme Genius, with the potential to directly become a Sovereign of Space in the future."

"His cultivation speed is incredibly alarming."

"Collect intelligence on him. He will undoubtedly participate in the upcoming Megaverse Crossroads."

"And when he grows up, he will be a major threat on the Nine Domains Battlefield."

The headquarters of major factions like the Immortal Court, the Nine Mountains Alliance, and the Desolation Divine Court all began to gather intelligence on Ming Jian.

These top-tier major factions in the river of space and time had existed since before the creation of heaven and earth, with histories so ancient they had endured countless samsara cycles.

It could be said that talents like Jiang Huan and Nie Zhen, considered top-tier in the macrocosm, mostly didn't qualify to enter the core lists of the intelligence agencies of these major factions.

...

Half a month later, on the Spacetime Island.

With a ripple of spatial distortion, a white-robed figure emerged, swiftly landing before a majestic hall.

I’m finally back. Wu Yuan's mana body smiled.

Indeed, after his conversation with Zhuo Haiyue, and speculating that various factions of the Dao Realm might send numerous Astral Lords of Space to hunt him down, Wu Yuan didn't hesitate to return.

His mana body departed via the Turbulent Spatial Layer, leaving the Snowlight Mist Realm behind.

After distancing himself from the Snowlight Mist Realm, he disguised himself, taking the numerous teleportation arrays around the Dao Realm to return to the Spacetime Island.

Now is not the time to confront the Astral Lords of Space. Wu Yuan thought with clarity. If I were to accidentally encounter an Astral Lord of Space, the loss of my mana body would be the least of my concerns. Losing the many treasures I carry with me would be the true catastrophe.

This was but one consideration.

On the other hand, after roaming the Snowlight Mist Realm for so long and repeatedly activating the Genesis Divine Pillar to battle other powerhouses, the Genesis Power within the pillar had been depleted by more than eighty percent.

Naturally, he needed to return.

Whoosh! Wu Yuan's mana body flew into the hall, reuniting with his true self.

Time flowed on.

"We’re unable to find any trace of Ming Jian."

"His mana body seems to have vanished, and he hasn't instigated any more battles. Could he have fled?"

"How cunning." Within the Snowlight Mist Realm, the multitude of Astral Lords of Space who had arrived on orders continued to search frantically for Wu Yuan's whereabouts.

Yet they found nothing.

In the end, over thirty Astral Lords of Space concluded that Ming Jian had left the Snowlight Mist Realm.

They could only curse Ming Jian's craftiness, powerless to do anything more.

The Dao Realm was vast; if Ming Jian had left the Snowlight Mist Realm to explore other regions of the Dao Realm, not only would they be unable to find him, but even an Astral Monarch of Space would be at a loss.

...

The Spacetime Treasure Hall within the Spacetime Island was the designated place for imprint bearers to sell their treasures.

"Imprint bearer Ming Jian, you are selling all of the above treasures. Do you confirm?" A cold voice echoed through the temple. "The total value of the treasures is 53,260,000 divine crystals."

"Confirm!" Wu Yuan replied.