The Heavenly Poison Saint sneered, “Why can’t I betray you? Is the Great Derivation Realm yours? I was merely cultivating here, yet you trapped me, forced me to hand over the Heavenly Poison Dao Scroll, and made me guard the Great Derivation Realm for ten thousand years. That’s not all, you also had me serve you like a beast of burden, even planning for me to help you fight the powerhouses of Mengmu Great Derivation in the future. Heh, you ask why I can’t betray you? Do I owe you some karmic debt, or did I steal your Dao destiny?”
At this moment, the Heavenly Poison Saint was only relieved he hadn’t sworn a Dao oath. Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare betray Luo Zhengyan now. This experience made him realise that even in matters of life and death, one should never lightly swear a Dao oath.
Luo Zhengyan’s gaze dimmed. He knew these truths but hadn’t expected Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu to be such anomalies. Despite their vast gap in strength, they dared to counterattack the Great Derivation Realm. Didn’t these two ants know that once trapped by his saintly domain, they’d lose their lives here?
He also hadn’t anticipated that in just a few hundred years, these two ants would step into the Creation Saint Realm, their strength soaring. Even less did he expect them to infiltrate the Great Derivation Realm without his knowledge.
Despair welled up in Luo Zhengyan. Even if he reincarnated, without the Great Derivation Realm, reaching his current achievements again would likely be impossible…
“You…” Just as Luo Zhengyan thought this, a sudden fear surged within him. He felt his world being torn apart. How could this be?
Soon, he realised it wasn’t impossible, it was happening, his world was indeed being slowly ripped open.
“Stop…” Luo Zhengyan didn’t know how Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji could tear apart the world laws of a fourth-step Daoist, but if they succeeded, he would be utterly annihilated, soul and all.
Stop? That was absolutely impossible. Not only did Mo Wuji and Lan Xiaobu not stop, their speed increased.
Crack, after the first boundary of Luo Zhengyan’s world was torn open, others could vaguely sense the contents within.
“I’ll offer my soul intent, just please don’t open my world…” Luo Zhengyan’s voice trembled with unwillingness.
From finding the Great Derivation Realm, obtaining the Great Derivation Dao Scroll, and cultivating to today, how difficult had it been? It was not just a matter of fortunate encounters but also various cosmic Derivation Dao laws.
Crack! A sound of fracturing laws exploded, and Luo Zhengyan’s world was fully exposed to Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji’s divine sense.
“Is your soul intent something special? Heh, sadly, we don’t care for it,” Lan Xiaobu scoffed.
Mo Wuji laughed, “I’ve seen the Great Derivation Dao Scroll, you can keep it. The rest, we split evenly. There’s also a top-grade Dao foundation restoration saint fruit here, let’s leave it for Old Ou. He’s had it rough, his physical body was shattered by this guy.”
Having just restored his broken body, Ou Ping nearly teared up at these words. His body had been blasted apart, his Dao strength diminished again. But he had no regrets. If he hadn’t acted, Lan Xiaobu might have been in grave danger. If Lan Xiaobu fell, Mo Wuji wouldn’t fare much better. And if they were taken down, would Ou Ping be spared? He’d seen Lou Wuchen’s strength, and he was certain Lou Wuchen was far inferior to this Luo Zhengyan.
No wonder the Heavenly Poison Saint was no match for the Great Derivation Saint, this guy was just too powerful.
“Right, if not for Old Ou, I might’ve been in serious trouble,” Lan Xiaobu nodded. Though he wouldn’t have been killed by the Great Derivation Saint as Ou Ping feared, his body might indeed have collapsed.
Watching Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji divide the contents of his world, Luo Zhengyan decided to self-destruct, but at that moment, his primordial spirit was reduced to nothing by Lan Xiaobu’s Dao fire.
Only after Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji finished dividing the Great Derivation Saint’s possessions did the Heavenly Poison Saint cautiously approach. Though a fourth-step powerhouse, he dared not show any disrespect to Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji. He bowed first, then clasped his fists, saying, “Thank you both for saving my life, Kuong Can is endlessly grateful.”
Even Luo Zhengyan had been taken down by Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji. Even at his peak, he wouldn’t dare oppose them, let alone now, heavily injured with only a fraction of his strength remaining.
Lan Xiaobu sized up the Heavenly Poison Saint, then said flatly, “Heavenly Poison Saint, you’ve done countless evils. By rights, we should kill you.”
Hearing this, a chill ran through the Heavenly Poison Saint. He dared not argue, knowing these two had the power to end him.
“But since you’ve been cooperative, we’ll spare your life. However, this comes at a cost,” Lan Xiaobu said, staring at the Heavenly Poison Saint, making him deeply uneasy.
Mo Wuji added, “To cultivate your Heavenly Poison Laws, you turned the Hundred Zero Universe into your slaughterhouse. Countless geniuses fell there, becoming sacrifices for your Heavenly Poison Laws…”
Having cultivated to this point, the Heavenly Poison Saint was extremely shrewd. Hearing Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji, he sighed inwardly, the Hundred Zero Universe was lost.
He didn’t believe Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji were so altruistic as to seek justice or revenge for strangers who perished in the Hundred Zero Universe. By bringing it up, they clearly had their eyes on his Hundred Zero Universe.
Before, Lan Xiaobu and Mo Wuji showed no fear of his Heavenly Poison Laws, clearly aware of the chaotic dregs in the Hundred Zero Universe. Those dregs, combined with the essence blood and remnant souls of cultivators, were the best resources for cultivating his Heavenly Poison Laws, now gone.
Though deeply unwilling, the Heavenly Poison Saint bowed and said, “To be honest, after being imprisoned by Luo Zhengyan, I deeply regretted my past actions. Meeting you two has made me see the light. I, Kuong Can, have decided to give up the Hundred Zero Universe, open to all. From today, it has nothing to do with me. If I violate this vow, may heaven and earth destroy me, and my Dao collapse.”
Lan Xiaobu nodded, “You’re sensible, but you got one thing wrong. The Hundred Zero Universe isn’t your personal property, so you have no right to give it away. From now on, it simply has nothing to do with you. Mo Wuji and I have decided to rename it the Mo-Lan Universe.”
“Yes, yes,” the Heavenly Poison Saint quickly agreed. Inwardly, he scoffed, clearly, his Hundred Zero Universe had been claimed by these two.
“Congratulations, Brother Mo, Brother Lan. I hope to visit the Mo-Lan Universe in the future to comprehend the Dao,” Ou Ping, a seasoned player, also understood that the former Hundred Zero Universe, now the Mo-Lan Universe, had changed hands and was no longer tied to the Heavenly Poison Saint.
“Of course, the Mo-Lan Universe welcomes anyone to reside,” Lan Xiaobu said generously.
“Friend Kuong, what are your plans next?” Mo Wuji looked at the Heavenly Poison Saint.
The Heavenly Poison Saint gave a bitter smile, “I must guard the Great Derivation Realm for ten thousand years before I can leave freely. Though I didn’t swear a Dao oath, this concerns my Dao intent. Besides, the Great Derivation Realm is ideal for secluded cultivation. I plan to retreat here for ten thousand years before departing.”
“Friend Kuong Can, the Great Derivation Realm will surely belong to Friends Mo and Lan in the future. Staying here for ten thousand years seems inappropriate, no?” Ou Ping said lightly.
Before the Heavenly Poison Saint could respond, Mo Wuji waved a hand, “We don’t need this place. Friend Kuong Can can retreat here without issue. We’ll also be in seclusion here for a while. There are many good things here, everyone can take what they need. But I must warn you both, the Great Derivation Realm is likely not some powerhouse’s world but a true universe born from chaos. Its origins may be extraordinary. I suggest cultivating here briefly and not overstepping, lest we invite trouble.”
In some ways, the Great Derivation Realm was inferior to the Mo-Lan Universe. The Mo-Lan Universe was a fully formed, true cosmic existence, while the Great Derivation Realm, though vast, was a drifting fragment, not even a proper universe. Yet, cultivating here could lead to faster Dao validation than in the Mo-Lan Universe.
“Wuji, have you noticed something?” Lan Xiaobu transmitted to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji replied gravely, “I’ve refined the Great Derivation Cauldron, and though it wasn’t clear before, stepping into the Great Derivation Realm, I vaguely sense it’s no ordinary place. It might be a universe sealed by some great power. I suspect I may face trouble in the future.”
“The Great Derivation Cauldron?” Lan Xiaobu said uncertainly.
Mo Wuji nodded, “Yes, the Great Derivation Cauldron’s origins are extraordinary. It might provoke some great power, one I can’t even fathom. For now, the only thing to do is enter seclusion and strive to reach the fourth step soon.”
He then looked at the Heavenly Poison Saint. Whether he reached the fourth step or not, the Heavenly Poison Saint was a valuable ally. After leaving here, he and Lan Xiaobu would face Qin Qingtian and the fourth-step powerhouses of Mengmu Great Derivation.
