Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 410 - 407

Chapter 410: 407

"With the Fire Soul Pill, the chances of my soul realm reaching the Heavenly Realm within two months have greatly increased."

Ye Xuan’s face revealed a trace of a smile; he was worrying about his cultivation not showing any signs of advancement, and he didn’t expect Little Xi to actually give him such a surprise.

If his soul power could reach the Heavenly Realm level, it would doubtlessly provide more help than a breakthrough in Martial Arts cultivation to the Sixth Grade Martial Sect Master Realm.

The strength of soul power at the Heavenly Realm level is comparable to the True Yuan of a Martial Venerate expert, and the levels within the Heavenly Realm are further subdivided, with a total of fourteen strata. The soul power of the fourteenth stratum of the Heavenly Realm is equivalent to the level of a Peak Martial Venerate.

In fact, the path of soul power and Martial Arts ultimately lead to the same destination; both can achieve sainthood, and even godhood—it’s just that the paths are different.

However, compared to the path of soul power, Ye Xuan actually paid more attention to Martial Arts. In his opinion, soul power is ultimately just a supplementary means. In order to confront powerful enemies, he had no choice but to cultivate soul power, which also brought some hidden dangers, such as slowing down his Martial Arts cultivation.

But for Ye Xuan at this moment, the more his strength could increase, the better. If his soul power could break through first, delaying his Martial Arts cultivation was also acceptable.

"Little Xi, thank you."

Ye Xuan resealed the brocade box and looked incredulously at the girl in front of him. He found it hard to believe that the girl he had auctioned off at the auction was actually extraordinary, at least her medicinal alchemy talent was much stronger than his own. Under his guidance, her progress in alchemy had been swift and immense, and now she had greatly aided his cultivation.

"It is Little Xi’s honor to be able to contribute to the Young Master," said Little Xi, her smile becoming more radiant. She seemed relieved. In her opinion, Ye Xuan really didn’t need to thank her; after all, he had saved her life, and he treated her so well. Now that she could do something for Ye Xuan, she felt marginally better about it.

"This is no minor contribution."

Ye Xuan sighed emotionally, a glint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. He was growing more and more eager for the Four Directions Battle Conference.

He wanted to see just what kind of experts would appear at the conference. Once his soul realm had reached the Heavenly Realm, even without resorting to the Netherworld Demon Blood Hidden Skill, he would be able to defeat a First Grade Martial Venerable expert head-on.

After all, the Netherworld Demon Blood Hidden Skill was a bit sinister and had obvious side effects. A person’s potential should not be stimulated recklessly. Using it too much would deplete one’s potential, limiting future achievements. To exchange temporary strength for future potential would be a loss not worth the gain.

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As time passed, the end of the year approached, and the Four Directions Battle Conference was also drawing near.

At this time, the entire Chaotic Sea Domain was buzzing with discussions about the conference. Undoubtedly, as the grandest event in the Chaotic Sea Domain, there was probably nothing more significant than the Four Directions Battle Conference.

On Golden Island, the largest inn on the island.

"In seven days, it will be the day when the famous Four Directions Battle Conference is held in the Chaotic Sea Domain. I heard that this year’s conference will take place on Shenxiu Island. Now, the venue is already prepared, and it is said that many hidden figures have come forth for the conference and are now making their way to Shenxiu Island," said a martial artist with a feather fan and a silk scarf in the inn’s hall amidst clinking glasses and endless discussions.

"Is that so? It seems that the competition this time will be very fierce. Divine Intent Sect’s Lian Yunsheng and Wei Qianxiang of Snow Dragon Mountain are both outstanding figures of the younger generation. The odds are high that they will be favored by the envoys of the Spirit Martial Continent."

"What honor it is to cultivate at a Sect on the Spirit Martial Continent! However, the Lian Yunsheng and Wei Qianxiang you mentioned, neither will be the main characters of this tournament. They are still too young. Let alone the others, there are three people under fifty among the top ten in the Master List who will definitely participate in the tournament. They will undoubtedly stir up a fierce battle," someone proclaimed with anticipation.

"Hmph, what’s so great about the Master List? Are those not on the list not masters? There are hidden families and powers whose heirs possess unfathomable strength. They often shine in the tournament. Don’t forget that," another voice interjected with a hint of disdain.

"Hidden masters do exist, but their abilities are inconsistent. It won’t be easy for them to aim for the top ten in the tournament. The number one on the Master List is the youngest core Elder of the Divine Intent Sect, Demon Sword Jue Wuchen. He’s only in his forties and has already reached the First Grade Martial Venerable level. He’s the hottest favorite of this Quadrennial Hegemony Tournament. Even Liu Qinghe from the Sword Sect, who is ranked second on the list and is forty-eight years old, still meets the conditions. He too is a First Grade Martial Venerable. It’s hard to say who is stronger between him and Jue Wuchen," someone else analyzed.

The crowd had their own opinions, endlessly debating in the inn.

In a quiet private room nearby, two figures wearing hats sat quietly. When the older man heard the discussions, he scoffed in contempt, "A bunch of ignorant fools are not fit to discuss the situation of the tournament. It seems many have forgotten my name after not appearing for a long time. Zhao Xin, in this tournament, you must take first place to restore the prestige of Divine Spear Venerable."

"Rest assured, Master, what’s the big deal with First Grade Martial Venerables? Neither the Demon Sword nor anyone from the Sword Sect will be a match against me," the younger man, Zhao Xin, replied, a bronze long spear on his back and his eyes full of disdain, as though he didn’t take anyone seriously.

"Don’t be careless. The Chaotic Sea Domain is vast, spanning tens of millions of miles, and one might encounter all kinds of experts. Jue Wuchen may not be your biggest rival in this tournament. Be extra careful," the old man said with a serious expression, reminding him.

"Yes," the younger man nodded, but still, he didn’t take it very seriously. A gleam of ambition flashed in his eyes; he was determined to claim the first place in the tournament, not allowing anyone to stand in his way.

Meanwhile, in a desolate area of the Chaotic Sea Domain, space suddenly twisted. An extremely secret prohibition was broken, and figures appeared above the sea.

Each of these individuals emanated a formidable aura. Leading them was a solemn white-robed Elder, along with a handsome, indifferent young man with starry eyes.

"Dugu Hao, your ancestor was a Semi-Saint, just one step away from reaching the honored Martial Saint stature. Don’t bring shame upon your ancestors’ reputation. In this tournament, you must seize first place, then enter a Sixth Grade Sect for cultivation on the Spirit Martial Continent. Do not disappoint me," the white-robed Elder advised gravely.

The envoys who came to the Chaotic Sea Domain mostly represented Fifth Grade Sects, with only one from a Sixth Grade Sect. Without an extremely outstanding performance, it would be tough to catch the eye of the other party.

Only by taking first place would one have the most reliable approach.

"After ten years of honing my sword, now that it is unsheathed, it must astound the world. The name of the Half-Saint Inheritor, Dugu Hao, I will make it echo once again throughout the entire Chaotic Sea Domain," the indifferent young man vowed resolutely.

"Good, let’s set off immediately!"

A smile appeared on the face of the white-robed Elder, and with a wave of his hand, the group swiftly disappeared above the sea surface.