Returning to the mountaintop, he sat down cross-legged and continued chanting scriptures.

The Buddha’s child remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

Everyone was stunned for a long time, their gazes towards the Buddha’s child filled with shock.

Su Xingyun, who was directly involved, was filled with lingering fear, his clothes soaked in cold sweat. Recalling the Buddha’s child’s figure, he couldn’t help but shiver.

Su Xingyun had finally found a state of madness, greatly increasing his strength and sweeping through many evildoers in the Imperial Province. Who would have thought he’d encounter such an unexpected situation?

Fortunately, the battle came and went quickly, and since it took place on the resource-poor barren star, no one else saw it except Chen Qingyuan and the others.

“The Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land…”

Su Xingyun fled to a distant place. After ensuring his safety, he took out the Buddhist scripture, holding it tightly with a heart full of complex emotions.

Originally, Su Xingyun intended to throw the scripture away, not wanting to endure this humiliation.

But then he thought, “If I meet him again in the future and he asks me to return this scripture, and I can’t produce it…”

Thinking of this, Su Xingyun shivered and quickly put the scripture away, not daring to lose it.

Being beaten once was enough; he couldn’t afford a second time.

The days ahead were long, and he was sure to meet such an extraordinary figure like the Buddha’s child from the Eastern Land again.

“Damn it, how can there be such a monstrous person in this world?”

Su Xingyun cursed under his breath, trying hard not to recall the scene of being beaten. The more he tried not to think about it, the more the images flooded his mind, unstoppable.

He wasn’t afraid of losing face; he just couldn’t understand why the gap between them was so vast, even though they were of the same generation.

“I couldn’t even sense his cultivation level. Am I really that weak?”

This was the first time Su Xingyun had doubted his own strength since embarking on the path of cultivation.

In the vast Imperial Province, among countless peers, few could compare to Su Xingyun.

“Forget it, if I encounter him again in the future, I’ll just try to avoid him!”

Injured, Su Xingyun decided to find a good place to heal.

No point in dwelling on those unpleasant thoughts.

The Hundred Veins Banquet was nearing its end, and many Heaven’s Pride were becoming anxious.

With little time left, they had to gather as many resources and fortunes as possible.

In their haste, their judgment would be affected, putting themselves in dangerous situations and threatening their lives.

Outside, an Immortal Mansion floated in the vast sea of stars, resplendent and shrouded in immortal mist.

Inside the hall, powerful figures from various realms, except the Eastern Land, were seated, sipping tea, discussing the Dao, and chatting over wine.

Cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing stage could only stay in the outer mansion; only Mahayana cultivators could sit in the inner hall.

Despite their laughter and chatter, these old fellows each had their own hidden agendas.

On a wall in the inner mansion hung countless Soul Lamps.

More than half of the Soul Lamps had already extinguished, indicating that many young Heaven’s Pride who had entered the Ancient World had perished, a cause for lament.

“Sigh!”

Seeing the fall of their juniors, the old ones, despite their deep sorrow and reluctance, could only let out long sighs.

In the cultivation world, life and death were unpredictable. Since they chose to enter the Ancient World, they had to be prepared for the worst.

“Many Sacred Grounds will need to select new Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.”

The death of ordinary true disciples was bearable for the old fellows.

But the death of Holy Sons, who crushed their peers, in the Ancient World was hard for the sect leaders to accept, leaving them speechless and grim-faced.

“Heaven does not favor us!”

Some old fellows looked up to the sky and sighed, their faces full of sorrow.

The young generation they had high hopes for had died in the Ancient World, a hard fact to accept. But it had already happened, an unchangeable reality.

In the Ancient World, on the barren star.

Chen Qingyuan and the others didn’t seek fortunes but stayed put, waiting for the Hundred Veins Banquet to end. At this final stage, there was no need to search for resources, avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Moreover, Chen Qingyuan had no mind for spirit stones now; he was entirely focused on how to get Wu Junyan out safely.

An Emperor’s weapon fragment!

This thing was a hot potato, hard to handle.

Unless Wu Junyan was crippled, the Emperor’s weapon fragment couldn’t leave his body for now.

A headache.

Even with many life-saving cards, Chen Qingyuan felt immense pressure. After all, if he truly wanted to stick with Wu Junyan, he would face not peers but those top powerful figures who had lived for thousands of years.

One might be manageable, but a group?

Abandoning Wu Junyan to save himself was impossible for Chen Qingyuan.

He could tease his brothers on normal days, but he was loyal when it mattered.

“Even if I contact Master after getting out, it will take some time to meet him.”

Chen Qingyuan had many paired jade pendants, one of which was connected to his master, Yu Chenran.

No matter how far apart, the paired jade pendants could sense each other.

This Ancient World had special laws, making the jade pendants temporarily unusable.

“Buzz—”

Years later, a dark red cloud suddenly appeared in the sky of the Ancient World, rapidly spreading in all directions.

The red cloud covered many parts of the Ancient World, with profound laws spreading across the ancient stars.

“It’s over.”

Seeing the strange cloud, many evildoers in the Imperial Province stopped their struggles, a hint of regret in their eyes.

The elders had said that when the Hundred Veins Banquet was about to end, the red mist would appear, laws would enter the body, and those still alive would be expelled from the Ancient World.

“Although I didn’t gain any fortunes, witnessing the struggles of my peers was worth the trip.”

Most Heaven’s Pride couldn’t compete with the world’s top evildoers, at most obtaining some rare herbs and spirit stones, broadening their horizons.

“The Fortune Green Lotus is changing.”

As the red mist covered, mysterious laws enveloped the Ancient World, unlocking the special prohibition on the Fortune Green Lotus.

The surface of the Fortune Green Lotus seemed to be coated with gold dust, sparkling and captivating.

Chen Qingyuan took out a green lotus, slightly circulated his spiritual power, and was able to refine it, rejoicing, “Finally, I can refine it into my body.”

Zhangsun Fengye and the others tried as well, very excited.

So, everyone began refining the green lotus, not wanting to miss this opportunity.

When the red mist dissipated, they would be expelled.

If they hadn’t finished refining the green lotus by then, the remaining lotus would be reclaimed by the supreme laws of the Ancient World, becoming useless.

Therefore, they had to seize the time, no hesitation allowed.

Chen Qingyuan and the others formed protective barriers around themselves, preventing others from peeking, and went into closed-door cultivation.

“Finally, it’s useful.”

After setting up the barrier, Chen Qingyuan took out all the Fortune Green Lotuses from his Xumi Ring.

Including the one he had just refined, there were eighteen in total!