Floating Immortal Order

Chapter 207: Outside Profound Resonance Hall, the Pond Ripples

Chapter 207: Outside Profound Resonance Hall, the Pond Ripples

Chapter 207: Outside Profound Resonance Hall, the Pond Ripples

The summit of Falling Moon Peak was as misty and ethereal as ever. A watery blue streak of profound light cut across the sky, cutting through layers of clouds as it descended upon Falling Moon Domain.

Xu Disheng rode the suanni spiritual beast through the illusion realm barrier surrounding Falling Moon Domain and landed on the small island at the center of the ocean area.

“Greetings, Soul Suppressor Sacred Son.”

A youth in a green Daoist robe cupped his hands respectfully. As he lowered his head slightly, he furtively sized up the newly risen Sacred Son that had shaken the Eight Mountains of the Shangqing Sacred Sect.

Xu Disheng’s body was basked in a halo-like glow intertwined with white and gold, emanating nobly from the Golden Moon Garment. His black hair was tied up behind his head by a pure white jade band. “As you were. A few days ago, Celestial Tide Spirit Master sent me a summons jade slip, but I got held up by some miscellaneous tasks and only managed to come now.”

He Ziming was somewhat cowed by Xu Disheng’s outstanding demeanor and just led Xu Disheng silently towards the few great halls at the center of the small island.

Celestial Tide Spirit Master’s aura was even more immense and ethereal than before. Even though Xu Disheng had already reached the Dao Foundation stage, he still had no way of probing his depth in the slightest.

“Greetings, Spirit Master,” Xu Disheng said, cupping his hands in a light bow.

“At ease. As a Sacred Son and recently a Peak Master, there’s no need for you to be too formal, you know.” Celestial Tide Spirit Master wasn’t one for empty formalities. Profound light revolved in his intelligent gaze as he looked at Xu Disheng. “Do you know what the Divine Core stage is?”

Xu Disheng lightly furrowed his brows in thought. After a few moments, he responded, “The Divine Core stage is when the profound law foundation undergoes a thorough change from a foundation to a core.”

Celestial Tide Spirit Master shook his head and said, “You only just broke through to the Dao Foundation stage and are still far from the Divine Core stage, so it’s fine for your understanding regarding it to be shallow.”

He paused for a moment, then changed the topic. “The path of a profound cultivator isn’t about shutting yourself away in isolation, shut off from the outside reality. While you aren’t short of cultivation resources now, staying in Cloud Abyss Peak in secluded meditation isn’t the way to reach the Divine Core stage.”

Xu Disheng silently nodded.

His original plan truly was to stay at Cloud Abyss Peak and cultivate in Profound Resonance Hall. In the end, this kind of dull and solitary method of cultivation was a form of relieving comfort for him.

“Please explain what you mean, Spirit Master.”

Celestial Tide Spirit Master lifted his gaze, seeming to stare off into some unknown distance. “Are you willing to be stationed in the Anxi Province? It’s a border territory under the jurisdiction of the Sacred Sect.”

Xu Disheng didn’t hesitate too long and said, “I’m willing.”

“The Sacred Sect grows many types of spiritual plants in the Anxi Province. There’s a precious type of plant called the 7-Leaved Heaven Origin Herb. I’ll give you 10 years to bring me 30 stalks of this herb.”

“Okay,” Xu Disheng replied. “Spirit Master, may I ask if there’s some deeper story behind this?”

There was clearly something that Celestial Tide Spirit Master hadn’t told him yet. There was no way he would send him all the way out to a remote place like the Anxi Province just for some herbs.

Celestial Tide Spirit Master didn’t answer him. He just flicked his sleeves and said, “I’ve already reported this matter to Mountain Master Yangze. With your status as a Sacred Son, you’ll have discretion over everything there.”

“Yes, Spirit Master.”

“This child is He Ziming, a newly risen younger generation genius of my He Clan. You can bring him with you on this trip,” Celestial Tide Spirit Master said, indicating the youth in the green robe before him.

Xu Disheng looked at He Ziming, who was already looking at him, then exchanged a nod.

“You can go then.”

… …

As Xu Disheng rode on the suanni spiritual beast, he was deep in thought.

This seemed to be some kind of test for him. But what specifically he was being tested on, he had no idea, aside from the fact that he had to bring back 30 stalks of 7-Leaved Heaven Origin Herb.

But he knew that if he came back in 10 years and managed to satisfy Celestial Tide Spirit Master and Primordial Lord Yangze’s unknown requirement, then he would truly be regarded with importance, perhaps even being allowed to enter the hierarchy of authority in the Mingxin Mountain Range.

He Ziming was following Xu Disheng on a sword light. As they descended upon Cloud Abyss Peak, he let out a sigh of admiration. “Cloud Abyss Peak really is a paradise. It’s only a half-grade inferior to ancestor’s Falling Moon Domain.”

Xu Disheng looked at the ethereal ripples of profound qi coming from the Clear Resonance Pond and said, “After the previous Peak Master of this place broke through to the Primordial Spirit stage and left for the Yuluo Realm to establish a domain there, this place was sealed up for several decades. The Peak Master of Clearheart Peak really treated me quite well. He stood his ground against the opposing opinions and managed to get this Peak assigned to me.”

“Soul Suppressor Sacred Son really has an outstanding demeanor. Among all of the Dao Foundation stage disciples in the Shangqing Sacred Sect, you still might be 1st or 2nd place among the unparalleled geniuses at this cultivation realm,” He Ziming said. The praise in his tone was seamless, not seeming deliberate or overdone. It was clear from this alone how intelligent he was.

Xu Disheng turned to him, sizing him up properly for the first time. He gave a light smile and said, “Are you a descendent of Celestial Tide Spirit Master? What is your relationship to Senior Martial Brother He Junyu?”

Even with how high his status was as a Sacred Son, he still called He Junyu ‘Senior Martial Brother’, revealing how close the two of them were.

He Ziming cupped his hands in the direction of Falling Moon Peak and said, “Celestial Tide Spirit Master is the ancestor of our He Clan. In terms of generation, Martial Uncle He Junyu can also be considered an ancestor of mine.”

Celestial Tide Spirit Master only had one son, which was He Junyu, but there were still many descendents from the He Clan, inhabiting a large region in the Wenyuan Mountain Range.

Among these descendents, He Ziming was a youth who recently rose to prominence. He had a Rank 5 Spiritual Root talent and excellent powers of comprehension. He recently broke through into the Sea of Qi stage, so he was sent by the members of the He Clan to Mingxin Mountain Range’s Falling Moon Peak to cultivate under Celestial Tide Spirit Master’s guidance.

There were several Sea of Qi stage intermediary disciples standing guard outside Profound Resonance Hall. When they saw Xu Disheng approaching with He Ziming, they welcomed him respectfully in unison. “Greetings, Soul Suppressor Sacred Son.”

Xu Disheng lightly flicked his sleeves and instructed, “Send out an order to have all intermediary disciples and ordinary disciples convene at Profound Resonance Hall right away.”

One of the disciples came forward one step and replied, “As you command, Soul Suppressor Sacred Son.”

When He Ziming followed Xu Disheng into Profound Resonance Hall, he saw the back of his tall, slender figure garbed in the Golden Moon Garment and suddenly felt like he was standing in front of an insurmountable mountain. His heart filled with emotion and awe.

When Xu Disheng was still at the Sea of Qi stage, He Ziming had just broken through to the Sea of Qi stage. Through the screen of light projected his jade slip, he had watched the entirety of Xu Disheng’s meteoric uprise in the Eight Mountains Grand Tournament. And now, Xu Disheng had been granted the prestigious title of Sacred Son, ruling single-handedly over a Peak. His future prospects were immeasurable.

Celestial Tide Spirit Master’s intentions behind suddenly sending Xu Disheng to the Anxi Province for 10 years definitely weren’t simple. Although there were sect missions in Sect Affairs Hall that required one to be stationed in some Province as an envoy for a certain period of time, it was completely different from what Xu Disheng was facing now.

The Anxi Province was a rare border continent under the jurisdiction of the Shangqing Sacred Sect. It neighbored the Guangxi Province, but it was over three times larger. At the moment, there were two envoys stationed there by the Shangqing Sacred Sect, and in terms of profound cultivation, both of them were at the peak Dao Foundation stage.

Over a hundred message jade slips shot out of the summit of Cloud Abyss Peak, leaving behind streaks of profound light in their wake. An hour later, all of the disciples of Cloud Abyss Peak, excluding those that were out on sect missions, had gathered on one side of Clear Resonance Pond and were talking amongst themselves.