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Chapter 290: Your Eminence

Chapter 290: Your Eminence

Chen Huaian glanced at the porcelain bottle holding the Bone-Cleansing Pills.

The quality inside was about the same as a mid-grade version in Cangyun Realm.

But from the mouths of Kunlun Immortal Palace folks, it had already become a “premium-grade” product... Was the gap between the two realms really that big?

From the look in Wang Shouyi’s eyes—equal parts heartache and reluctance—this pill was clearly a rare treasure to him.

And yet now, he was just giving it away like that to return a favor?

Hakyryu, you little brat...

“I appreciate the gesture, but this Venerable One can’t accept it.” Chen Huaian pushed the bottle back into Wang Shouyi’s hand.

“Chen-ge, the hidden sects are about to make big moves,” Wang Shouyi said earnestly, pushing the pills back again. “Spiritual energy is about to enter its next phase, and everything’s going to start accelerating like crazy… I can’t explain the details, but trust me—getting stronger is critical. Don’t look at me as just a Foundation Establishment now—once the tournament ends and I head back, I’ll be Golden Core in no time.”

Chen Huaian stared at him in disbelief.

Judging from the purple aura and red glow atop his head, even comparing Wang Shouyi to Lin Lingling, much less Li Qingran, he fell short.

Cultivation speed is tied to talent. Unless you’re relying on pills to boost your realm.

But too many pills damages your foundation. Even if you reach the realm, your power becomes hollow.

Wang Shouyi didn’t seem like the type to throw away his future for a shortcut.

So how was he about to jump to Golden Core so quickly?

Even if the spiritual energy revival was ramping up, it shouldn’t be that fast…

“Raising your realm that fast—are there no side effects?” Chen Huaian asked, suspicious.

“None,” Wang Shouyi shook his head. “I used to think so too, but after trying it once, there were no problems. The amount of improvement still depends on personal effort and accumulation. There’s no such thing as getting something for nothing in this world.”

Chen Huaian’s mouth twitched.

Kid, yes—cultivation does relate to effort and accumulation. But realm breakthroughs? Not that directly.

He figured Wang Shouyi still viewed cultivation a bit too simplistically.

But judging by that constipated expression, the matter probably involved things he wasn’t allowed to speak of.

If talking meant paying a price—

Then there was no need to press further.

He could tell this kind of power-up came with serious issues.

“Then this Venerable One will only accept half,” Chen Huaian said, pouring out three pills. He intended to bring them back to Cangyun Realm for Yun Baiyu to analyze. The remaining half he returned to Wang Shouyi. “Little bro, C Province Exorcist Division always welcomes you. You better show up!”

He liked this kid.

If Ascension really was some grand conspiracy, then within his ability, Chen Huaian wanted to save him.

But in the end, it depended on Wang Shouyi’s choice.

If he didn’t come to the Exorcist Division, then there was nothing he could do.

“I’ve already reported this to Her Eminence.” Wang Shouyi took back the bottle without further protest and smiled. “She didn’t oppose it, which means she’s probably allowing it. Once everything’s settled, I’ll definitely visit C Province.”

“Looking forward to it.” Chen Huaian left with Li Qingran.

He wasn’t planning to leave the Monster Hunting Tournament just yet.

There were still rewards to be claimed. Though he had no intention of taking one of the top spots and receiving a transmission of techniques.

He was now Foundation Establishment and carried the Dragon Soul. Any such transmission would inevitably be probed.

So better to just trade for more Bone-Cleansing Pills and be present to see what the whole “transmission” process looked like.

After Chen Huaian and Li Qingran left, Wang Shouyi’s face turned serious.

He found the disciple who had reported to him earlier, speaking in a grim tone:

“Are you sure Senior Brother Li is dead? Couldn’t he just be buried under the cave, unconscious?”

“He’s definitely dead. His soul lamp shattered.” The disciple spoke cautiously. “Senior Brother Li was leading disciples from other sects, assigned to protect the north formation. When the array was attacked, an elder from Qingfeng Sect struck the cave with a palm—but that’s not what killed him. His corpse had traces of demonic energy.”

“Demonic energy? So the real killer was a demon cultivator?!”

Wang Shouyi frowned deeply.

But the ones who attacked the formation and fought with the sect elders were clearly four sword cultivators.

Their aura had been upright and righteous. No one knew which sect they were from, but they were definitely not demon cultivators.

Among them, one had even reached the Divine Transformation realm.

Divine Transformation…!

As a top disciple of Kunlun Immortal Palace, Wang Shouyi had access to some classified intel.

He knew that within Kunlun Immortal Palace and Great Thunder Temple, many terrifying experts were lying dormant.

These cultivators were waiting for spiritual energy to flourish—when the time came, they would awaken, and with resources, attempt to ascend even higher.

But to keep the spiritual energy revival from collapsing under too much military might, there was an unspoken rule.

Each phase of the revival determined the max level of power that could appear.

Right now, in plain sight, even Golden Core Ascenders from Foundation Establishment were considered the peak.

The twelve Golden Core elders who had laid out the dragon-sealing array on the lake had only made brief appearances—they would never expose themselves to the public.

Not to mention the several elders now missing.

They were all meant to appear publicly after the next phase began, when sects began recruiting openly again.

But now… a Divine Transformation had shown up.

That meant someone had broken the rules.

And anyone who broke the rules—would become the enemy of all factions!

“Senior Brother, what do we do now?”

“Go wait atop Mount Taishan,” Wang Shouyi said solemnly. “I’ve already messaged Her Eminence. With the sect leaders missing and the Monster Hunting Tournament in chaos, she’s agreed to personally come and resolve the situation—and divine the truth behind the attack and Li Shixiong’s death.”

Half an hour later.

Wang Shouyi stood with Kunlun Immortal Palace disciples on a cliff at the peak of Mount Taishan.

Other disciples and managers from hidden sects were present too. But all of them stood at least five hundred meters away, heads bowed, eyes on the ground. Over a thousand people stood in the freezing wind—not a single sound was made.

As the sun rose, the stars faded.

In the sky above, faint light trembled—like a giant hand parting clouds and plucking stars.

The glow that descended upon Mount Taishan grew brighter, more solid. Strands of silver light tore through the clouds and rained down on the mountain.

A graceful figure emerged, parting the silver threads as she stepped forward.

She was shrouded in a fine mist, long gray hair flowing down her back like a waterfall. Her pale green robes billowed in the wind. She was barefoot, unsullied by dust.

The grass and trees bowed at her feet. The cloud sea parted behind her.

The rising sun hovered directly behind her head, framing her like a halo—like a celestial radiance above a true immortal.

Her face was hidden in shadow. Only a pair of cold, indifferent eyes glowed—emitting a chilling light.

Wang Shouyi took only a single glance before immediately lowering his head and kneeling.

“Your Eminence!”

The woman said nothing, only walked through the air to stand before Wang Shouyi.

A terrifying pressure suddenly fell.

It wasn’t aimed at Wang Shouyi alone—it pressed down on every Ascender present.

“Useless trash!”

Her voice wasn’t loud, but every person felt as if their chest had been smashed by a hammer—like thunder booming right by their ears.

“Your Eminence, please calm your anger!”

Wang Shouyi took a deep breath and spoke tremblingly:

“What happened today was beyond our control. The sect masters of each faction have gone missing, and we ordinary disciples were no match for the attackers. We beg Your Eminence to understand!”

He lowered his head again in reverence.

BANG. His forehead hit the stone slab with a dull thud.

He knew exactly how powerful she was.

If she got truly angry, millions of lives would be a light price.

He respected and admired her deeply.

Without her, he wouldn’t be where he was today.

Even though in her eyes, he was just a slightly talented disciple…

To him, she was everything—his sky, his teacher, his parents.

“Bring me the formation disk.”

The anger in her voice lessened slightly.

But the killing intent intensified.

“This Venerable One wants to see who dares to cause trouble under my very nose!”