Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 491: Experience It

Chapter 491: Chapter 491: Experience It

"Sweeping across the entire world with immense momentum!" So this time is no exception! Right now, it’s just a river peak. Resisting it will be challenging. If someone comes here, I’m afraid our business in China might be ruined by them once again!

"But... but if he’s truly an Immortal, Yang might be afraid."

His predecessor Long Li was speaking halfway through when he abruptly stopped.

Because as far as he knew, most people in the Immortal Realm possessed extraordinary abilities, and each individual’s strength far surpassed others.

Yang Tian stood in opposition to the heavens, but could Yang Tian alone truly resist those fairies in the Immortal Realm?

But as Chenn Yuanba heard this, the image that flashed through his mind was the scene of Yang Tian in white robes, controlling the Tao of Heaven and Earth. He immediately laughed and said, "You don’t understand Mr. Yang, but the most important thing is to contact Mr. Yang as soon as possible."

At the same time, Chenn Yuanba thought to himself, if he couldn’t establish contact with Yang Tian during this period, he would have no choice but to venture into the icy wilderness of East Siberia to confront Yang Tian’s rational yet inhuman identity!

As for Yang Tian’s status, whether or not he cared about China’s fate, Chenn Yuanba was still uncertain.

...

"Miss, have you heard?" Recently, they’ve been causing terrifying commotion in this area! It’s said that Ouyang Xu and Jiang Feng are the two strongest individuals on this side of China. One has slaughtered countless sectarian forces in the Lower Realm, while the other handed the Three Sages a direct defeat in the Lower Realm!

Near Heng Mountain in China, a spirited young girl followed behind a stunningly beautiful woman, chattering non-stop about last month’s events in the region.

They were from the same radiant world of Xiu Zhen, the woman, and her maid Xiao Huan.

"Miss, they say we come from the Immortal Realm, and we’re all fairies. Isn’t that amusing?" Xiao Huan laughed.

Yet the most beautiful woman spoke in an effortlessly calm tone, "The lower boundaries are incomparable in terms of qualifications and cultivation resources," adding with a hint of pride, "For them to call us Immortals isn’t wrong."

"Indeed!"

Xiao Huan naturally nodded, then curiously asked, "Miss, do you think we should experience it for ourselves?"

"No need!"

The most beautiful woman shook her head slightly and said, "Our Wanhua Valley doesn’t have the enthusiasm for battles, unlike the Divine Sword Sect or Mao Dao Sect that shut their gates. Moreover, our lord is already issuing directives within this Lower Realm."

"Does the valley lord have any orders? What should we do?" Xiao Huan immediately asked with curiosity.

The beautiful woman explained, "In ancient times, the forces in the Lower Realm were immense and left behind many traditions. Although most of the remnants of the Tao’s ancient traditions were brought back by our ancestors to restore the reality of cultivation, there are still some that remain. This time, what we’re seeking is one of these remnants in the Lower Realm!"

"Ancient Taoist remnants?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huan became extraordinarily excited, yet curious, and asked, "That young man..."

"Already seized it?"

Hearing the most beautiful woman speak, Xiao Huan’s jaw dropped in surprise.

"This is the relic of a fairy!"

"What is a Fairy?"

"It is Xie Xiu—a being destined to soar and conquer after triumphing over calamity. Generally speaking, this is the true existence of Elves!"

Such existence is absolutely priceless!

If they could obtain it for Wanhua Valley, then they could use it to secretly drive out demons, making Wanhua Valley stronger in the Cultivation Realm, even surpassing the Three Immortals.

Thus, Xiao Huan quickly asked, "Miss, are you certain we’re ahead of everyone else?"

"Of course!"

The beautiful woman nodded slightly, then moved her hand, retrieving a spiritually drained stone: "While it’s spiritually spent, there’s a trace of spiritual distortion on the outside, making it clear that it hasn’t been exhausted for long." So recently, someone must have used this Transmission Array!"

"Recently? Could it have been someone from another family?" Xiao Huan asked hastily.

"Impossible!"

The beautiful fairy shook her head and said, "This Divine Artifact was discovered by my ancestors in Wanhua Valley, passed down orally. How could other clans possibly know about it?"

"Then... could it be someone from this world?" Xiao Huan probed again.

"Impossible!"

The beautiful woman denied it, "This transmission battle is wholly orchestrated by Immortals. Non-Demon Clan bloodlines cannot pass through, not even my grandfather, who couldn’t decipher it until my master’s generation accidentally delved into its secrets." Moreover, this Transmission Array—even with a secret order—can only be accessed in the late Yuan Ying stage!

Currently, only Chenn Yuanba from China, who defeated Jiang Feng, is recognized as a strong force in the late Yuan Ying stage within the Lower Realm. But he is thousands of miles away, and the signal was triggered only once in one direction, so it can’t possibly be him!"

"Then... could it be Mr. Yang?"

Xiao Huan thought for a moment, furrowing her brows, and asked, "Lately, we’ve heard little about him. Mr. Yang is said to be the current myth of the Lower Realm. But could he rival the so-called Three Immortals?"

"Impossible!"

The most beautiful woman shook her head more firmly than before, rejecting the notion: "A man in his twenties—how could he be better than the so-called Immortals? In this devilish heaven, even if you say we’ve never intruded into the building of the true investigative domain, the Three Talents—the three regions—proclaimed as rare geniuses, succeeded only in their thirties. So most of what you’ve heard is mere gossip from the lower circles!"

When the most beautiful woman finished her sentence, leaving Xiao Huan in silence, Xiao Huan asked once more, "Then, Miss, according to your thoughts, who is the first to reach the end of this shortcut?"

"I don’t know!"

The most beautiful woman shook her head again, but there was a glimmer of determination in her hand. She grasped more spiritual power, waved her hand over the transmission line, and then stepped into the Transmission Array with Xiao Huan alongside her: "But we’ll just go take a look, and everything will become clear!"

With that, as their feet touched the ground, a burst of pure white light flashed, instantly engulfing their vision until both were entirely enveloped in the brilliance!

No one knows how much time had passed.

When they opened their eyes again, they realized they were no longer in a dim room but standing in a massive, colorful glass plaza.

"This... is this the place where the Demon relic vanished? It’s... astonishingly beautiful! More importantly, the Heaven and Earth Spirit here is even more abundant than in the cultivation reality we practice!"

Standing on the vibrant glass plaza before them, Xiao Huan was instantly captivated.

However, the most beautiful woman, with a face filled with vigilance, fully released her spiritual awareness and scanned the entire plaza repeatedly.

To her shock, not a single person was in sight across the plaza, not even Lingshan, nor the Nine-tailed Sky Tiger that they assumed was only a short distance from their eyes.

The only deviation was the dwindling remnant of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Tiger from Lingshan, fading bit by bit, completely unlike the living entity their master had described. Rather, it bore a dim coloration and was exceptionally ethereal.

Had it not been for the lingering aura of Lingshan’s Nine-tailed Heavenly Lake relics gradually dissipating, giving her a faint sense of surprise, she might have assumed that the fading presence was merely a corpse!

"Did I make a mistake? Was there no one who got here first? Otherwise, how could this fairy’s relic still be here?"

The beautiful woman pondered in confusion. To her, this seemed unusual.

After all, from when their Wanhua Valley ancestors discovered it to now—countless thousands of years had passed—even if they claimed the relic faded post-death, it would be trivial.

"Wanhua Valley?"

A young man with jet-black hair, Lin Zhiruo, bowed slightly, frowning faintly.

However, he didn’t open his eyes but continued to absorb the world’s spiritual essence. Only after the spiritual energy of the surrounding realm progressively thinned with every breath did he take one final sharp inhale, then turned to glance at Lin Yunruo and spoke: "Tell me, what kind of disciples do you claim to be?"