Yan Huang said thoughtfully,

“Xiaoxuan, are you referring to the Life and Death Second Floors, the Upper Palace, and the Earth Palace?”

“That’s right.”

Lu Xuan nodded.

“I know a bit about the background of these four powers, and I won’t hide it from any of you. They are most likely related to the Ancient Immortal Gods. Back in Ancient Times, when I walked the Human World, there was more than just the Central Celestial Court ruled by the Celestial Emperor. There were also the Four Directions Celestial Court, situated in the east, south, west, and north…”

Zhu Wuneng already knew all this, as he had once been a member of the Central Celestial Court himself, so he showed no reaction. The others, however, turned pale with shock.

The hot-tempered old marshal, Li Chengtian, coughed violently and exclaimed in shock,

“You don’t mean… these Second Floors, this Upper Palace, and this Earth Palace are the legacy of the Four Directions Celestial Court you mentioned, Lu Zi? The Four Directions Celestial Court… That name has never appeared in any ancient records!”

Lu Xuan gave a slight nod.

“Barring any surprises, that is most likely the case. The recent instability in the Human Dao Trend is related to these four directions, these Four Extremes, so I hope you will all pay close attention.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Old Yan and added,

“Uncle Yan, don’t rush to have Longque Technology return its assets to the public. Wait until I get back. I plan on wiping out several super conglomerates in one fell swoop… By the way, has that Ao Tao shown up yet?”

“No.”

Yan Huang shook his head decisively. At his side, Speaker Li seemed to recall something and spoke up.

“Right, I’ve been investigating the Evil Cult these past few days and I’ve found a few leads. I’m certain it’s connected to the Second Floors, the Upper Palace, or the Earth Palace, but I’m not sure which one…”

“I’ll handle all of it when I return.”

Lu Xuan’s gaze was profound.

“The last matter is the Outer Demon Race. Speaker Li says the Outer Demon Race has at least three Immortal Level Demon Saints. That is indeed a problem, but the peace talks cannot continue. Just stall them for now with whatever excuses you can.”

“Understood.” Li Yutong nodded decisively. He had already placed all his bets on this Lu Zi, and had personally witnessed the man’s incredible display of power a month ago. At this point, he was ready to follow any order given.

After he finished speaking and confirmed there were no other omissions, Lu Xuan rose gracefully to his feet.

“That is all for today. I will be entering seclusion again for some time. For the next two or three months, let them continue their mad dance. When I emerge from my seclusion, I will personally sweep away these fiends and purge every last demon!”

“Excellent!”

Li Yutong, Li Chengtian, Yan Huang, and Wu Datong all responded in a single, solemn voice, while Yan Jiangxue smiled radiantly. She propped her chin on her hands, her eyes full of delight as she watched the young man.

‘This is wonderful,’

she thought.

…

After seeing everyone off, Lu Xuan shot a look at Zhu Wuneng, his tone turning sour.

“Uncle Zhu, you said a few days ago that Yang Erlang and the others were arriving soon… So where are they?”

Zhu Wuneng gave a couple of light coughs and hunched his shoulders.

“Their dawdling has nothing to do with Old Zhu. Yang Erlang, for instance, seems to have taken on an apprentice and is traveling slowly with him. As for Li Nezha and Li Changgeng, those two are off sightseeing and…”

Lu Xuan cut him off with a wave of his hand.

“As I just said, I will be in seclusion for one or two months. I know you’re now capable of wielding power at the Grand Grade Level. I hope that if anything happens during this time, you’ll step in, Uncle Zhu.”

Zhu Wuneng hesitated for a moment before giving a firm nod.

“Deal. If something really goes down, I’ll send an urgent call for Yang Erlang and the others. Outside of Gouxian Town, we can only display power at the Grand Grade Level, but if we team up, we can definitely take on an Immortal with that power.”

“Good.” Lu Xuan didn’t press for the secrets of Gouxian Town, knowing that Old Zhu was fundamentally incapable of speaking about them.

He made a mental note of it. After speaking with Zhu Wuneng for a few more moments, Lu Xuan told Old Zhu to stay at the villa for the time being, then launched himself into the sky.

The next moment, he appeared in the mystical Sanqing Temple. This dream would likely be his longest one yet, but inside the Sanqing Temple, he had no need to worry about what might happen to his physical body.

Seated cross-legged on a prayer mat, feeling the eight hundred wisps of the Human Dao Trend swirling around his Physique, Lu Xuan’s expression grew slightly odd.

The Celestial Son of Zhou only had three hundred units of the Trend, yet he himself already possessed eight hundred. And the mystical power of the Human Dao Trend during Ancient Times far surpassed what it was in the present.

A Celestial Son of Zhou with three hundred units of the Human Dao Trend feared neither hordes of immortals nor buddhas. So what about him?

One of his Three Masters’ mounts was a Big Black Bull, comparable to an Upper Celestial Venerable of the Celestial Realms level. So what about the Cyan Bull his master had lent him?

‘If I were to ride the Cyan Bull, wield the Daoist Virtue, and don the robe and crown, could I perhaps… storm the Celestial Court itself?’

Lu Xuan’s gaze deepened. Then, he closed his eyes and lowered his head.

In an instant, he was already in a dream.

While a few months passed in the Current World, thirty years had already gone by in his dream.

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