Chapter 159 Crazy Expansion

Two Immortal Lords of the Soul Transformation Realm mysteriously disappeared.

It sounded like a wild fantasy.

But it happened so bizarrely.

Ever since Heavenly Venerate Lan Yu’s demise, these two would compete in the Celestial Capital Martial Arts Arena every year for the ownership of the Tian Du Hua Yu Gong.

Many years passed, and neither had ever been able to claim victory.

Each time, it would attract countless Cultivators to watch the battle.

It had almost become a regular event in Source Dao Province, and there were even many Cultivators from other provinces who came from afar, hoping to witness the grandeur of the two Immortal Lords’ great battle.

However, when the appointed day for their battle arrived this year,

not a single person was seen in the Celestial Capital Martial Arts Arena.

Everyone waited for a long time, but Du Gu Xi and Du Gu Shi never appeared.

They just assumed the time of the battle had been changed, and at the time, the Cultivators didn't think much of it.

It wasn't until a few days later that shocking news arrived.

Their relatives, friends, and subordinates tried various methods, but they were never able to contact the two.

They even enlisted Tianji Hall to perform divinations, but they couldn't find a trace of them.

It was as if they had vanished into thin air, with no one seen alive and no corpses found dead!

The most affected was the Lan Yu lineage.

With two top-tier combat powers missing, the Lan Yu lineage was in a state of panic.

Their nerves were taut, and everyone looked like the mastermind behind it.

As for the other forces, after their initial shock, they slowly recovered.

The Lan Yu lineage was large and unyielding.

But that was before.

Now, after several years of internal strife, the Lan Yu lineage had suffered heavy losses.

And then, two Immortal Lords of the Soul Transformation Realm mysteriously disappeared.

How much strength did the Lan Yu lineage truly have left now?

Greedy thoughts began to breed in the hearts of various forces.

A Burning Feather Alliance was secretly formed.

First, there were small-scale skirmishes.

Then, with the Tian Du Hua Yu Gong as the fuse, large-scale massacres began.

This True Dao Cultivation Method was divided into five parts by Heavenly Venerate Lan Yu before his demise, each stored in five encrypted Jade Slips.

Four of them were given to his four most loyal subordinates for safekeeping.

The remaining one was given to the Guardian Hall, the most mysterious and reclusive hall within the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, for safekeeping.

Only when all five Jade Slips were combined could the complete Tian Du Hua Yu Gong be reproduced.

When the Du Gu brothers mysteriously disappeared, attracting a pack of wolves, the Immortal Lord of the Soul Transformation Realm who appeared to be the most loyal within the Lan Yu lineage, and also the one who had followed Heavenly Venerate Lan Yu the longest and had the most seniority: Wei Xutuo.

He actually rebelled, taking one-fifth of the Tian Du Hua Yu Gong with him.

Under the pretext of discussing strategies against the enemy, he lured another Immortal Lord of the Soul Transformation Realm who held a Jade Slip, Wu Tongtian, into an ambush set by the Burning Feather Alliance.

Wu Tongtian died with resentment, Wei Xutuo obtained two parts of the Tian Du Hua Yu Gong, and the Burning Feather Alliance took the opportunity to extensively annex the territory of the Lan Yu lineage.

Upon receiving the news, the Lan Yu lineage was first shocked.

Then, they became incredibly furious.

A centipede may be dead, but it never stiffens.

A bloody counterattack began.

The great battle ignited, then swept across the entire Source Dao Province.

Countless Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Soul Transformation Stage Cultivators were affected.

The unusual phenomena of demises in the high heavens were continuous, never ceasing.

On the contrary, the most numerous Qi Refining Cultivators, due to their low combat power, couldn't even serve as cannon fodder.

So, they were not much affected.

Mingyue Palace.

“Who is playing such a grand game of chess now…”

Taking in all the major and minor events in Source Dao Province recently, Li Fan’s eyes flickered.

The strong aura of conspiracy behind this was too obvious.

“Anyone with a discerning eye can see the peculiarities within.”

“Unfortunately, they are already deeply entrenched in the chess game, unable to control themselves.”

“Qi Refining Cultivators, with their low strength, don’t even have the qualifications to be chess pieces.”

“It doesn’t matter, if you don’t want them, I don’t mind.”

Immediately, Li Fan gathered everyone in Mingyue Palace and issued the directive for strategic grand expansion.

Although Su Xiaomei and others were somewhat puzzled by this order, they still resolutely carried it out.

By the end of Anchor Year 43, the great undertaking of Transmitting the Dao, which had been stagnant for half a year, resumed.

This time, it was even more intense than before.

At Li Fan's instruction, Mingyue Palace only kept 30,000 contribution points in reserve.

All the rest were lent out.

The news of Mingyue Palace's business resumption instantly spread among the Qi Refining Cultivators.

Having waited painstakingly for half a year, they were all overjoyed.

They flocked to Mingyue Lake, swarming in.

The number of people even exceeded Li Fan's imagination.

However, Li Fan did not release all the Transmitting the Dao slots at once.

He still followed the method of selecting one fated Spell Cultivator every three days, fully whetting the appetites of all the Cultivators.

It took nearly a month to lend out all the planned contribution points.

At this time, Mingyue Palace had nearly 220,000 contribution points in external debt.

Its own reserve was 30,000 contribution points.

Zhang Zhiliang's unused exchange still held 320,000 contribution points.

A total of 570,000 contribution points.

However, the chaotic and warring situation in Source Dao Province provided Li Fan with the best breeding ground for his dormant growth.

Under unrestrained wild growth, the terrifying growth rate of compound interest finally became apparent.

By the end of Anchor Year 44, Mingyue Palace’s external debt contribution points had soared to 310,000.

By the end of 45, 450,000.

By the end of 46, 630,000.

…

By mid-Anchor Year 50, Mingyue Palace’s external debt contribution points had reached the astronomical figure of 2.2 million.

Within seven years, Mingyue Palace successfully helped nearly 500 Qi Refining Cultivators achieve Foundation Establishment.

For every Cultivator who successfully underwent paid Transmitting the Dao, the Sitting Mountain Skill would provide nearly six months of cultivation feedback.

Nearly 250 years of cultivation feedback had already pushed Li Fan to Breakthrough to Late Stage Foundation Establishment.

Under the surveillance of Formless Killing Intent, Li Fan personally witnessed the process of Foundation Establishment over 500 times.

At this time, his understanding of “Establishing the Dao Foundation” was probably beyond any Foundation Establishment cultivator in this Realm.

Meanwhile, the prodigy Su Xiaomei had only just Broken Through to Middle Stage Foundation Establishment, while Xiao Heng was still lingering in Early Stage Foundation Establishment.

Such terrifying Cultivation speed made Li Fan feel as if he were dreaming.

And the enormous amount of contribution points in his hands made Li Fan feel like he was treading on thin ice.

Instead of joy from the rapid increase in his Realm, a vague sense of unease grew with each passing day.

He instructed everyone in Mingyue Palace to stop the Transmitting the Dao business and to recover the contribution points as quickly as possible.

Li Fan, preparing for a rainy day, read about methods to Breakthrough to Golden Core in the Heavenly Mystery Realm while also heightening his mental vigilance, ready to flee at any moment.

…

Source Dao Province, an unknown space.

A Black-Clothed Cultivator had just awakened from his seclusion.

He habitually performed a spell gesture.

In front of him, a golden ginkgo tree suddenly appeared.

The Black-Clothed Cultivator held a whisk and gently waved it.

The ginkgo tree, on which time seemed to have been frozen, suddenly began to change.

The tree trunk swayed, and five golden leaves drifted down.

The Black-Clothed Cultivator’s face showed joy: “How did five Soul Transformation Realm Cultivators die just from my seclusion?”

The spell gesture suddenly changed.

Next to the golden ginkgo, another identical tree suddenly appeared.

Only, its entire body emitted a soft silver light.

The whisk waved.

Twenty-three silver leaves slowly drifted down.

The Black-Clothed Cultivator was even more overjoyed.

He calculated with his fingers and immediately understood the reason.

“So, it was an internal strife, what an unexpected surprise.”

“Strange, whose handiwork is this? I can’t even calculate it?”

“Hmph, never mind. The more who die, the better.”

“Originally, I used Lan Yu’s death to execute a clever ‘Blue Box’ scheme, which had already greatly reduced the number of Cultivators.”

“Now this has happened again, it seems I will overfulfill my mission this time.”

The Black-Clothed Cultivator was pleasantly surprised, muttering to himself.

“This Source Dao Province has been peaceful for too long, there are too many Cultivators. It should have been severely pruned long ago, all because that old man Lan Yu was protecting them…”

“Hmph, now that you are dead and your Dao has vanished, you can no longer show off.”

A blue ginkgo appeared, and this time even more leaves fell.

The Black-Clothed Cultivator immediately beamed with joy: “This time, the Heavenly Venerate’s instructions are finally secure.”

Then, he habitually summoned the last green ginkgo.

In the Black-Clothed Cultivator's astonished gaze, this green ginkgo grew with the wind.

In just a breath, it became a full circle larger than before.

Full of vitality, swaying gracefully.

The Black-Clothed Cultivator immediately stood up in shock, exclaiming: “How can this be?”

“The number of Foundation Establishment cultivators has tripled in ten years?”

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the Black-Clothed Cultivator quickly performed calculations with his fingers.

“What a Transmitting the Dao Mingyue Palace…”

After a long while, the Black-Clothed Cultivator gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

“And a bunch of imitators…”

“You all must die!”

Boom!

The four-colored ginkgo trees of gold, silver, blue, and green in front of him instantly turned into ashes.

The Black-Clothed Cultivator, holding his whisk, stepped forward and immediately disappeared.