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Chapter 300 All Weak Worlds

"In the myriad realms, talents abound, and countless capable individuals emerge. In a pond, a true dragon may be born." Yang Jian turned around, his expression serious. He looked up at the void and continued, "Go personally to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. See if you can buy information about the Earth Immortal Realm."

"Holy Son, are you talking about the spatial channel?" the middle-aged Quasi Emperor whispered.

"Exactly," Yang Jian nodded. Waiting aimlessly is unsettling for anyone. As time passes, the hostility from the living beings in the Purple Profound Realm and the Heavenly Origin Realm towards those who descended from the Earth Immortal Realm gradually increases.

After all, they don't have much backing. Some forces have even sent Emperors, making the situation a bit better. However, for forces like Jade Void Palace, with only a Quasi Emperor accompanying them, the situation is not so favorable. Among the various forces, most of them know that they possess something valuable.

In the short term, these forces will still be wary of the Earth Immortal Realm, able to restrain their desires. But as time goes on, the spatial channels between the Earth Immortal Realms will become more elusive, and the ambitions of these people will expand rapidly. To be blunt, Yang Jian holding True Immortal insights is like a child holding gold, walking in a bustling market.

This is a treasure that even True Immortals would covet. Although he has the potential to become a True Immortal, he still lacks a sense of security. A True Immortal's appearance is only a possibility. Just like…

"In the history of the Heavenly Origin Realm, there are many who possess the posture of an Emperor, but those who truly ascend to the Emperor realm are few. Potential often fails to translate into strength. On the path to prominence, once separated from the protection of a major force, a once awe-inspiring genius can easily turn into mere bones along the Immortal path," said Yang Jian, his expression grave.

"Holy Son, we…" the middle-aged Quasi Emperor wore a troubled look, his voice dry. "We don't have many resources left. Inquiring about the whereabouts of this True Immortal insight from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion has already cost us dearly.

"If we ask for information about the spatial channel from the Pavilion Master, it might be beyond our capabilities," he continued, hesitating.

"We only need a location, or rather, the exact time when the Earth Immortal Realm will reconnect with the Purple Profound Realm!" Yang Jian said solemnly.

Before the middle-aged Quasi Emperor could respond, Yang Jian continued, "Although we lack resources, within our Jade Void Palace, there are countless cultivation techniques. These things should hold some value."

"What?" The middle-aged Quasi Emperor's expression changed. The idea of using cultivation techniques for trade was crossing a line. At the very least, it was a leak of martial arts, and at worst, it could be seen as betraying the sect.

A junior like him has no right to decide whether the sect's cultivation techniques can be traded with outsiders. Previously, giving a cultivation technique to the humans of the Purple Profound Realm was already dangerous. Now, proposing to trade cultivation techniques at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, he feared that even if they returned to Jade Void Palace, they would face harsh punishment.

"No need to worry," Yang Jian waved his hand, saying casually, "Within Jade Void Palace, there are only a few core techniques that cannot be revealed. Trading other cultivation techniques won't harm us significantly."

"Yes," the middle-aged Quasi Emperor said with a bow. With the words of the Holy Son, he didn't need to say much. Even if Jade Void Palace were to punish them, it wouldn't concern him much.

Moreover, as a three-generation first disciple, Holy Son's status was different. Although the old man was a Quasi Emperor, his potential had been exhausted, and compared to a disciple with the potential to become a True Immortal, his value was incomparable. In terms of authority, his words in Jade Void Palace were not as effective as Yang Jian's.

"Go then," Yang Jian waved his hand, not saying more.

"I will take my leave," the middle-aged Quasi Emperor bowed and slowly withdrew.

…

In the Heavenly Origin Realm, in the Great Wilderness City, in front of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Jun Ziyi stepped out of the pavilion, entered a carriage, and left gracefully. Not long after she left, a majestic figure, bearing a pair of wings, eyes emitting electric brilliance, arrived at the Great Wilderness City.

He stopped and glanced at the ranking list in the sky.

"The Imperial Heir List?" As the Grand Commander of the Eternal City, Hong Xuan wasn't particularly interested in other lists, but he was curious about the Imperial Heir List.

"Unfortunately, in the Eternal City, there has only been one person who became Emperor just three thousand years ago. Otherwise, they would certainly have ranked high on the Imperial Heir List," Hong Xuan's gaze swept over each list. Finally, he briefly paused on the words 'Underworld Emperor' before retracting his gaze. Among all the lists, only the Underworld Emperor caught his attention.

"All weak worlds," Hong Xuan shook his head slightly, turned around, and headed towards the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

In the eyes of the Eternal City, the Heavenly Origin Realm and the Purple Profound Realm were nothing more than small realms. Even a creature from the Earth Immortal Realm looked down upon these two worlds.

This was because the original world where the Eternal City was located was incredibly powerful. True Immortals were considered mid-level, and the most elite could reverse the flow of time with a thought. Such figures could create and destroy with a mere whim.

Entering the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, Hong Xuan saw Li Yun seated on a chair.

"Junior Hong Xuan greets the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master!" Hong Xuan bowed respectfully.

"The Grand Commander of the Eternal City?" Li Yun, clad in a green robe, with long hair cascading naturally, skin as fair as jade, exuded the aura of the Great Dao. Although there was no visible majesty, it seemed as if he were one with the surrounding heaven and earth. Every movement and gesture exuded the essence of the Dao.

"No need to be so formal. Please, have a seat." Li Yun raised his hand, a gentle breeze lifting Hong Xuan to his feet. He gestured towards a nearby chair and spoke.

"Thank you, senior." Hong Xuan once again paid his respects and carefully took a seat.

Despite Li Yun's earlier words, he remained cautious. The more formidable an individual, the harder it was to fathom their thoughts. Nobody knew the temperament of the Pavilion Master. What if he seemed amiable on the surface but harbored hidden intentions?

Keeping a respectful attitude would be wise, and if the Pavilion Master developed a liking for him, the return of the Eternal City to its original world might be much smoother.