Chapter 190 - 143: Dual Cultivation Magical Artifact
"It’s pointless to overthink it. Wei Tu is just my friend." A look of resolve filled Zhao Qingluo’s eyes.
She wasn’t so naive as to start thinking about marrying Wei Tu just because their statuses had reversed.
Although she was doted on by the Golden Core Ancestor in the Qiyue Zhao Family, it had little to do with her status or aptitude.
In the eyes of the Golden Core Ancestor, there was no distinction between main and branch lineages, status, or position among his blood descendants.
As for her aptitude, she merely possessed an upper-tier Middle-Grade Spirit Root; she wasn’t particularly outstanding.
What truly made the Golden Core Ancestor value her was the heart for the Dao she had displayed since she was a child.
It was precisely because of this heart for the Dao that she had distinguished herself from the rest of the family, becoming the widely-renowned Celestial Pride of the Zhao.
"The people from Qingzhu Mountain are here," Zhao Tinghai said, interrupting Zhao Qingluo’s reverie. His expression turned grave as he stared at a massive Golden Tower Ship in the distance.
"Qingzhu Mountain and the Chisong Jia Family arrived together. It seems they’ve formed an alliance. With a display like this, I wonder what benefits the Chisong Jia Family offered Qingzhu Mountain."
Zhao Tinghai’s gaze fell upon a black goat over a hundred feet tall beside the Tower Ship, and his tone was tinged with sourness.
This black goat was the Chisong Jia Family’s widely-known Late-Stage Tier Two Spirit Beast.
After all, the Qiyue Zhao Family’s relationship with the Supreme Profound Sect was nowhere near as close.
To this day, despite the Zhao Family’s repeated, solemn promises, the Supreme Profound Sect had not clearly sided with the Qiyue Zhao Family to oppose Qingzhu Mountain.
As the Golden Tower Ship drew closer, Wei Tu, who was staying in the Hee Mountain Huang Family’s encampment, was roused by the surrounding Cultivators’ cries of astonishment. He gathered Magical Power in his eyes to observe the massive Golden Tower Ship in the distance.
After seeing the sheer scale of the Golden Tower Ship, Wei Tu finally understood why the Cultivators around him looked as if they’d never seen anything like it before.
The Golden Tower Ship was three stories tall and nearly a thousand feet long, dozens of times larger than the Late-Stage Tier Two black goat Spirit Beast beside it.
It was an absolute behemoth!
In addition, the Golden Tower Ship had three ten-foot-wide Spirit Crystal Cannons on its hull and three more on its deck, looking utterly terrifying and intimidating.
Compared to Qingzhu Mountain’s entrance, the arrival of the three great Golden Core Families just moments before paled in comparison.
Wei Tu estimated that the power of the Golden Tower Ship alone was no less than that of a Golden Core True Monarch, to say nothing of the two Golden Core True Monarchs that Qingzhu Mountain had sent this time.
Wei Tu could not discern the Cultivation level of a Golden Core True Monarch.
However, from the respectful expressions of the Qingzhu Mountain Disciples on the Golden Tower Ship’s deck toward the two people at the front, he could guess that these two were Qingzhu Mountain’s Golden Core True Monarchs.
Qingzhu Mountain’s two Golden Core True Monarchs, a man and a woman, looked much younger than the Ancestors of the three great Golden Core Families. The man was dignified and heroic, while the woman was a breathtaking, peerless beauty.
It was clear at a glance that they had successfully broken through to the Golden Core realm at a very young age.
"You there, Zhao! I can’t believe you were willing to send your precious daughter to her death in the Yunze Secret Realm this time," an incredibly arrogant voice boomed from the black goat, shattering the silence over the three Golden Core Families’ encampments.
The voice was very familiar to Wei Tu. After a moment’s thought, he recognized the speaker as the Fake Pill Master from the Chisong Jia Family he had seen at the underground auction—Old Monster Jia.
Unlike the black-cloaked attire he wore at the underground auction, Old Monster Jia was now in a red robe, a yellow snake as thick as an arm wrapped around his waist. His demeanor was no longer as subdued as before, now tinged with a defiant arrogance.
’Strange, why hasn’t a single Golden Core Ancestor from the Chisong Jia Family come this time?’
’Could their Ancestor be on Qingzhu Mountain’s Golden Tower Ship?’
Such questions arose in the minds of the Cultivators.
They scanned the Jia Family Cultivators standing on the black goat’s back and saw that they were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators; there was no Golden Core Ancestor among them.
Wei Tu suppressed his curiosity and put on an uninterested expression.
—His cooperation with the Qiyue Zhao Family was a secret one, not something out in the open. Therefore, it was not wise to pay too much attention to the Chisong Jia Family at this moment.
However, despite his best efforts to ignore them, Old Monster Jia’s provocations toward Zhao Tinghai still reached his ears, one after another.
「A short while later.」
The tension between the Qiyue Zhao Family and the Chisong Jia Family had instantly reached a boiling point.
"Enough!" At that moment, acting as the Host, Hee Mountain Huang Family’s Ancestor, Huang Xinglie, shouted to stop the squabbling between the Jia and Zhao families. With a displeased expression, he said, "If you two wish to fight a private duel, then please forfeit your spots for entering the Yunze Secret Realm. Otherwise, stop this childish behavior."
A Golden Core Ancestor had spoken.
Old Monster Jia and Zhao Tinghai immediately fell silent.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, after so many years of Cultivation, you still have such a fiery temper." Aboard the Golden Tower Ship, the leading young man chuckled softly, backing up the Chisong Jia Family.
"Fellow Daoist Wan Hai." Huang Xinglie’s eyes narrowed slightly as he bowed in salute.
After he spoke the name, the atmosphere outside the Yunze Secret Realm fell into an unnervingly strange silence. No Cultivator dared to speak out of turn and draw the attention of the two Golden Core True Monarchs.
「Half a day later.」
This strange silence was only broken after the arrival of the two great Immortal Sects, the Supreme Profound Sect and Jingshui Pavilion.
Unlike Qingzhu Mountain’s grand and imposing entrance, the Cultivators from the Supreme Profound Sect and Jingshui Pavilion were far more low-key.
The two major Sects did not arrive on a Tower Ship, but on slightly less impressive Tier Two Flying Ships.
However, the presence of these two great Immortal Sects was in no way inferior to Qingzhu Mountain’s.
The Supreme Profound Sect Cultivators were mostly dressed in Daoist Robes, holding Dusters and wearing wooden hairpins. They had an ethereal air about them, as if they were Immortals walking among mortals.