I just became the Pirate King, and you're telling me I also time-traveled at the same time.

Chapter 639 Sage's Talisman

Upon hearing this, Daoist Duobao paused for a moment, about to speak, when he received a telepathic message from Chu Yang, instructing him not to reveal the secrets of the Dao Realm for the time being.

Daoist Duobao was puzzled, but he did as he was told. He then turned to the crowd and said, "Fellow disciples, please calm down. This matter is of great importance and requires careful consideration. I will now send a telepathic message to Junior Brother Xiaolei, asking him to come here and confront you all face to face, so that we can give you all an explanation."

After saying this, Daoist Duobao sent telepathic messages to Chu Yang and several troublemaking disciples led by Chang Er Ding Guang Xian and Qiu Shou Xian, instructing them to enter Biyou Palace to discuss matters.

Most of the disciples, seeing what Daoist Duobao said, gradually began to disperse, but some remained, unwilling to leave, clearly wanting to watch the spectacle.

Of the seven attendants, all but Jin Guangxian stayed behind.

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian gave Wu Yun Xian a wink, and Wu Yun Xian understood. He stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother, this matter is of great importance, and we must get an explanation! We also need to enter the Dao Seeking Realm to cultivate. Why should Junior Brother Xiao Lei control it all? Why should he limit our usage times? I think it would be better to let Xiao Lei come out now and explain it clearly in front of everyone, so that everyone will be satisfied."

Qiu Shou Xian chimed in, "That's right! Senior Brother, our demands aren't high. Either let Xiao Lei increase everyone's chances of entering the Trial Tower or the Illusionary Heart Realm for cultivation, or replace him with a different disciple to manage the Dao Seeking Realm! Otherwise, we absolutely will not agree!"

Looking at his fellow disciples who were "indignant," Duobao also felt a bit of a headache.

These junior brothers are all highly skilled, and each of them is arrogant and difficult to manage.

Just then, a figure flew in from a distance and landed in front of everyone.

It was Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on the seven attendant immortals. His tone carried a hint of sarcasm: "Are you all so agitated because of my taking charge of the Dao Inquiry Realm?"

Chang Er Dingguang Xian said sarcastically, "Junior Brother Xiao Lei, you're busy with important matters, so we senior brothers naturally want to share your burdens. It's a bit unreasonable for you to manage the Dao Realm all by yourself, isn't it?"

Chu Yang's lips curled into a cold smile: "Oh? Then, in Senior Brother Dingguang's opinion, what should we do?"

The wiry-headed immortal said, "It's simple! Either hand over the Dao Seeking Realm, or stop restricting our cultivation attempts!"

Chu Yang's gaze fell on Qiu Shou Xian, his eyes as sharp as a blade: "Are you sure you want to take control of the Dao Seeking Realm?"

Qiu Shou Xian was startled by Chu Yang's gaze, but still forced a smile and said, "Of course! This Dao Seeking Realm is a blessed land bestowed upon us by our master for cultivation. Why should it be managed by you, a newcomer?"

Chu Yang laughed loudly, his laughter filled with sarcasm: "Ignorant! Do you all know that this Dao Seeking Realm needs Master's Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to suppress it? Does any of you possess the ability to master the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

These words shocked all the disciples present.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

They only knew that the Dao Seeking Realm was a treasure land for cultivation, but they never thought that the Dao Seeking Realm would need the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to suppress it!

The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is an unparalleled killing formation that only a saint can master!

Even Daoist Duobao could not fully control it; he had studied the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but only grasped the basics.

How could these Golden Immortals and Mystic Immortals possibly control it?

The seven attendants looked extremely grim; they hadn't expected Chu Yang to suddenly drop such a bombshell.

Wu Yunxian's face turned ashen, and she argued forcefully, "Even if the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is needed to suppress it, it should be in the command of our senior brother, not you!"

Chu Yang glanced at Wu Yunxian with a half-smile: "Oh? Then, Senior Brother Wu Yun, are you confident in controlling the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?"

Wu Yunxian was speechless. How could he possibly control the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?

Chu Yang surveyed the crowd, his tone icy: "Since none of you can control the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, you have no right to interfere in the Dao Seeking Realm! This Dao Seeking Realm cannot be controlled without Quasi-Saint strength! Anyone who disagrees, feel free to challenge me!"

After saying that, Chu Yang unleashed a powerful aura, and a sharp sword intent soared into the sky, piercing straight into the clouds.

Everyone felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, as if a sharp sword was pressed against their throats, making it difficult to breathe.

Quasi-Saint!

He actually has the strength of a quasi-saint!

The pressure from the Quasi-Saint was like an invisible mountain, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

The previously most vocal Qiu Shou Xian was now deathly pale, his legs trembling, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

The arrogance from before had vanished, replaced by deep fear.

The other disciples were in no better shape; they were all silent and trembling, not daring to utter a sound.

Chu Yang coldly swept his gaze across the crowd, his tone icy and devoid of any emotion: "I will reiterate the rules for using the Dao Seeking Realm. Every disciple has one opportunity per year to enter the Trial Tower and the Illusionary Heart Realm; Golden Immortals have two, and Grand Luo Golden Immortals have five. Those who perform exceptionally well may receive additional entries. However, I must emphasize one point: bribery and backdoor dealings are strictly prohibited. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Daoist Duobao then released the pressure of a quasi-sage, his face solemn as he looked at his disciples, and said in a deep voice, "What Junior Brother Xiaolei said is my meaning. You must remember this and not make a mistake for yourselves!"

Under the double pressure, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only swallow their anger and accept the reality silently. They dared not raise any objections.

The faces of the seven attendants, including Wuyun Xian, were deathly pale. Only Chang Er Dingguang Xian had a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"Damn it, Xiao Lei's strength has increased again!"

Forty thousand years ago, Xiao Lei was already able to deal with Dong Wang Gong. Now, Xiao Lei's presence is even more terrifying than it was back then!

Inside the cave of the Long-Eared Immortal, the stone table was smashed to pieces by his punch, with stone chips flying everywhere.

His face was contorted with rage, and the hatred in his eyes flickered like the forked tongue of a venomous snake.

"Damn Xiao Lei, how dare you humiliate us like this! I'll make you pay!"

The Dao Realm is a sacred cultivation ground that disciples of the Jie Sect dream of, but now it is occupied by Chu Yang alone. How can he be willing to accept this?

Moreover, Chu Yang's arrogant attitude only fueled his anger.

"No, I can't just let this go!"

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal abruptly stopped, a sinister glint in his eyes. "I need to think of a way to teach this Xiao Lei a lesson!"

He racked his brains, trying every possible way to deal with Chu Yang, but he still couldn't find a solution.

Chu Yang is now a quasi-saint, with unfathomable strength. To confront him head-on would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

"Is there really no other way?"

Long-eared Dingguangxian sat slumped on the broken stone bench, his heart filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered the Sage Zhunti who had come to watch the Jiejiao Grand Competition some time ago.

"Western religion?"

"The Western Religion has two saints. The West has always been a barren land, and these two saints have always been there..."

Just as Dingguang Xian was pondering, a sinister voice came from outside the cave: "Senior Brother Dingguang, why do you seem so troubled?"

When Chang Er Ding Guangxian looked up, he saw a man dressed in a black robe with a sinister face standing at the entrance of the cave.

The visitor was none other than Pilu Xian, one of the Seven Fairies who accompanied the attendants.

"Junior Brother Pilu Xian, what brings you here?" Chang Er Ding Guangxian forced a smile.

"Senior brother, I've come to see you. We serve the Seven Immortals, and by all accounts, we should be Master's closest disciples. How can such an important position as the Guardian of the Dao Realm be entrusted to a disciple who joined later?" Pilu Xian said, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

With a gloomy face, Chang Er Ding Guang Xian waved his hand to set up a restriction, then gritted his teeth and said, "Junior Brother Pi Lu, what is this Xiao Lei? He's just a mere newcomer, yet he dares to ride roughshod over us! Why should he monopolize the Dao Seeking Realm?"

Pilu Xian shook his head and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, please calm down. Xiao Lei is now a quasi-saint, and with Master backing him up, we really can't do anything to him."

Long-Eared Immortal Dingguang slammed his fist on the table, sending shards of stone flying. "Are we just supposed to swallow this? I won't let this go!"

"We only have a few chances to enter the Dao Realm a few times a year, but he monopolizes it every day, and his cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, while we..."

He paused, lowered his voice, and said cryptically, "Junior brother, do you still remember the two Western Saints who attended the ceremony a few days ago? I observed that Saint Zhunti seemed quite... interested in the disciples of the Jie Sect."

Pilu Xian nodded calmly: "What you mean, Senior Brother, is..."

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian did not answer directly, but said meaningfully, "The West is barren, and the two sages are compassionate. I suppose they felt pity for the disciples of my Jie Sect who have such difficulty in cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Pilu Xian's eyes flashed with understanding. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sinister smile: "Senior brother is insightful. Speaking of which, the Sage Zhunti once transmitted a message to me and gave me a talisman."

As he spoke, he took out a talisman that shimmered with a dark golden light from his sleeve.

Long-eared Dingguangxian's eyes lit up: "Oh? What is this?"

Pilu Xian handed over the talisman and said softly, "This was bestowed by the Sage Zhunti, containing the power of a late-stage Quasi-Sage strike. The Sage is compassionate and, seeing the difficulties we face in our cultivation, specially bestowed this talisman to assist us in our practice."

He paused, then added, "However, the sage once said that this talisman must be refined before it can be used."

Pilu Xian handed the talisman to Chang Er Dingguang Xian, who took it and examined it carefully.

The talisman was entirely dark gold, with a mysterious luster flowing across its surface. A powerful force was contained within it, causing Chang Er Ding Guang Xian's mind to tremble.

"The power of a single strike from a late-stage Quasi-Saint..." Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal muttered to himself, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes before he regained his composure. "Good stuff! But the method of refining it..."

Pilu Xian smiled and said, "Senior brother, don't be impatient. This refining method is not complicated. You only need to drip your own blood essence onto the talisman and then nurture it with your primordial spirit for forty-nine days."

Upon hearing this, Chang Er Dingguang Xian was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, "Thank you for your guidance, Junior Brother! But are you sure you want to give me this talisman?"

Pilu Xian waved his hand: "We are brothers, there's no need for formalities. However, senior brother, you must remember that this talisman is extremely powerful, and you should not use it lightly unless absolutely necessary."

"Of course." Chang Er Ding Guangxian carefully put away the talisman, already plotting how to use it to deal with Chu Yang.

After the two conspired together for a while, Pilu Xian took his leave.

As Chang Er Ding Guang Xian watched Pi Lu Xian leave, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by endless ruthlessness.

"Xiao Lei, you just wait!"

Several days later, Chu Yang was cultivating in the Dao Seeking Realm when he suddenly had a premonition. He did some calculations with his fingers and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Is someone plotting against me?"

Chu Yang sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"I'll see who dares to be so bold!"

With a thought, Chu Yang's figure vanished from the Dao Inquiry Realm in an instant.

When they reappeared, they were already in Dingguang Xian's cave.

This was a trick Chu Yang had deliberately left on Dingguang Xian not long ago. If you were to say who the biggest traitor in the entire Jie Sect was, it would be Dingguang Xian. The reason Chu Yang hadn't killed him before was because he didn't want to change too many causal relationships.

While in the Illusionary Mind Realm, Chu Yang secretly left 'marks' on some disciples. Within a certain range, Chu Yang could activate these 'marks'. This method was a little trick that the immortal Chu Yang had researched. As long as the cultivation level of the person to whom the 'mark' was planted was lower than his own, it would be successful.

Once these 'marks' are activated, they can sense the other party's actions, and within a certain range, they can also act as a teleportation point to achieve the goal of instant arrival.

Meanwhile, Chang Er Ding Guang Xian was hiding in his cave, secretly refining the talisman.

He sat cross-legged, placed the talisman in his palm, bit his fingertip, and let a drop of his blood fall onto the talisman.

The talisman suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful force surged into the body of the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, causing him to tremble.

"What powerful force! It really is a quasi-saint level attack!" Chang Er Ding Guang Xian was overjoyed and quickly circulated his primordial spirit to nurture the talisman.

However, at that moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly welled up in my heart.

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal suddenly opened his eyes and saw a figure that had appeared in his cave at some unknown time.

The person who arrived was none other than Chu Yang.

"You..." Chang Er Ding Guangxian's expression changed drastically, filled with terror.

Chu Yang casually set up a barrier, then looked at him with a half-smile, his tone icy: "Senior Brother Dingguang, what are you doing?"

Chang Er Ding Guangxian was flustered, but forced himself to remain calm: "I...I'm cultivating."

"Cultivation?" Chu Yang's lips curled into a mocking smile. "I bet you're refining something shady."

Chang Er Ding Guangxian's face turned pale, and he subconsciously put his hands behind his back, trying to hide the talisman in his hand.

However, Chu Yang was faster, grabbing his wrist and snatching the talisman away.

"What is this?" Chu Yang looked at the talisman in his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

The talisman faintly conveyed a dangerous signal, but now that he had taken it away, it couldn't be activated for the time being.

Chu Yang stroked the talisman, feeling a warmth emanating from his fingertips. The terrifying power contained within made him shudder.

A faint golden light flowed across the surface of the talisman. Upon closer inspection, a faint lotus flower seemed to emerge within the golden light, and the aura of a saint permeated the air, creating a powerful sense of oppression.

"Where did this talisman come from?" Chu Yang asked in a rather indifferent tone.

Long-Eared Immortal Dingguang's face turned deathly pale, his eyes flickered, and he stammered, "This...this is...this is something I refined myself..."

"Oh? You refined it yourself?" Chu Yang looked at him with a half-smile, a cold glint in his eyes. "Do you think I'm a fool? You think I can't sense the residual aura of a saint on it?"

Long-eared Dingguangxian trembled, knowing he couldn't hide it from Chu Yang, but still stubbornly said, "I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

"You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin." Chu Yang snorted coldly, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

He flicked his finger, and a beam of golden light shot into the brow of the long-eared Dingguang Immortal.

Soul-Searching Technique! (End of Chapter)