The Grand Tortoise Divine Ability Shakes the Immortal Fortunes Assembly

The Imperial Xia Emperor, Emperor Hao, and the other seven Pure Yang True Immortals were all staring fixedly at the enormous painting of the Brightmoon Landscape hanging in the distant skies, their gazes locked on that slovenly, fat youth. There was no doubt that a divine ability like the ‘Grand Tortoise Divine Ability’ could not possibly be recorded in an ordinary book; it required a special method of inheritance, or even a personal transmission by the Grand Tortoise Emperor himself!

“To be acknowledged by the Grand Tortoise Emperor is no simple matter.” The Northern Earth Immortal Elder chuckled. “Xiamang, what is the background and origin of this youth?”

The others also looked towards the Xia Emperor.

The Xia Emperor had full knowledge of the over one hundred thousand participants in this Immortal Fortunes Assembly, and he did not conceal the information. “This young man is a disciple of the Black-White College of the Anchan Commandery within my Grand Xia Dynasty. His name is Zhang Qi, and his Daoist title is ‘Sanpang’. Because he is so slovenly, the outside world rarely calls him Realperson Sanpang; instead, they mostly call him the Slovenly Realperson.”

“Slovenly Realperson? A Daoist title of Sanpang? This little fellow is amusing, amusing.” Lü Dongbin laughed. “Even his Daoist title is so casual. It seems that being favored by the Grand Tortoise Emperor, this youth is indeed somewhat special.”

“The Grand Tortoise Emperor is so majestic, yet he accepted such a slovenly little fellow as a disciple.”

“Slovenly Realperson?”

One by one, they all committed the name to memory.

Even if this fat youth was merely a nominal disciple of the Grand Tortoise Emperor for now, once the fat youth achieved the ‘Celestial Immortal’ realm in the future, he would likely become a personal disciple! To be taught the ‘Grand Tortoise Divine Ability’ at such a weak stage was a clear sign of the Grand Tortoise Emperor’s fondness for him. Being so highly valued by a major power, his future achievements would surely be extraordinary.

The Pure Yang True Immortals had exceptionally high standards.

Of the over one hundred thousand geniuses present, very few would ever become Celestial Immortals. They generally did not look upon them with much regard, but the identity of ‘disciple of the Grand Tortoise Emperor’ was enough to make them take the Slovenly Realperson seriously.

“The Grand Tortoise Divine Ability?” Patriarch Dongyan revealed a look of shock. “To think, within this Immortal Fortunes Assembly, there is actually a disciple of the Grand Tortoise Emperor.”

“It is the Grand Tortoise Divine Ability!” Ancestor Xuanji also revealed a shocked expression. “Who exactly is this slovenly youth? That someone from within the world of my Grand Xia Dynasty could become a disciple of the Grand Tortoise Emperor?”

The nearly thousand Celestial Immortals present had often traveled to various worlds, and even to the Heavenly Realm.

Thus, they were fairly knowledgeable. The ‘Grand Tortoise Divine Ability’ was a very easily recognizable divine ability. The moment they saw that enormous phantom of a tortoise and serpent, and saw the Slovenly Realperson’s skin take on the texture of a tortoise shell, they knew without a doubt that it was the ‘Grand Tortoise Divine Ability’. Over eighty percent of these nearly thousand Celestial Immortals recognized it.

Every single one of them was horrified!

The Grand Tortoise Divine Ability… it signified a disciple of the Grand Tortoise Emperor! The Grand Tortoise Emperor was one of the overlords of the entire Three Realms, a hegemon since the Primordial World era, an absolute major power! These Celestial Immortals dreamed of becoming personal disciples of a major power. Unfortunately, most of them were merely ‘nominal disciples’ under a major power.

The difference between a nominal disciple and a personal disciple was immense.

A personal disciple… meant the major power would exhaust all their resources to cultivate them.

A nominal disciple meant they were merely listed in name, qualified to listen to the major power lecture on the Dao. Even wanting to exchange a single sentence with the major power was difficult!

Celestial Immortals were, after all, carefree immortals who had transcended the Three Realms and could intimidate a region. The major powers needed subordinates to handle affairs, which was why they condescended to grant the Celestial Immortals under their command the status of ‘nominal disciple’.

But the Slovenly Realperson was different. He was only at the Wanxiang Adept stage, yet he had already been taught the ‘Grand Tortoise Divine Ability’. This was absolutely the treatment of a personal disciple! Even if he was merely a nominal disciple now, it was only because the Slovenly Realperson was still too weak. Once he became a Celestial Immortal, he would directly be promoted to a personal disciple.

Down in the main square.

“The Patriarch has ordered a swift investigation into the identity of that slovenly, fat youth.” A shrunk-down azure dragon coiled there, extending a claw to point into the air.

“I’ll look into it immediately.”

“The Taiyin Lord orders an investigation; find out who that slovenly youth is.”

“Hurry and find out. Who is that person?”

The Celestial Immortals had extremely high standards and knew very few of the geniuses in the Immortal Fortunes Assembly. At least, almost none of them knew this slovenly youth. They did not dare to rashly release their divine sense, as the Xia Emperor and the other eight Pure Yang True Immortals were right beside them. They could only do their best to send orders down.

In an instant, the majority of the powers across the three thousand six hundred commanderies and the four great oceans swiftly began their investigations.

Soon, the results came back.

This person was named Zhang Qi, with the Daoist title Sanpang, generally referred to as the Slovenly Realperson. He was a disciple of the Black-White College of the Anchan Commandery!

“Anchan Commandery, the Black-White College?”

“The Black-White College?”

“That little sect actually has a disciple who has gained the favor of the Grand Tortoise Emperor?”

The Celestial Immortals in the main hall of the Heavenly Edifice rapidly received the news, each of them puzzled. However, they had already placed the ‘Slovenly Realperson’ on an equal footing with themselves. The mere fact that the Slovenly Realperson was ‘valued by the Grand Tortoise Emperor’ was enough to make them treat him as an equal.

The Wufeng Immortal, the leader of the Black-White College delegation, watched with a beaming smile. “I always said little slovenly was incredibly formidable. I recognized his Dao-heart long ago… among all the Loose Immortals and Earth Immortals of the Black-White College, not a single one could compare to him. Truly impressive! What divine ability was that? I’ve never even seen it before. But it looked very powerful, so little slovenly must have had some extraordinary encounter.”

“Hehe, with little slovenly being so formidable, perhaps in this Immortal Fortunes Assembly… a mighty Celestial Immortal of the Three Realms, or even a Pure Yang True Immortal, will take him as a disciple.” The Wufeng Immortal fantasized happily.

Time flowed on, months passing.

The slaughter within the Brightmoon Landscape painting was exceptionally brutal, for they all understood that what they were fighting for was ‘immortal fortune’.

But in the eyes of the lofty Xia Emperor and the other eight Pure Yang True Immortals, aside from the earlier display by the Slovenly Realperson which had amazed them, the others merely caused their eyes to light up for a moment at most! After all, it was already rare for a disciple of a major power to appear in the Immortal Fortunes Assembly of a single major world. They did not believe there would be a second one.

Rumble…

Within the world of the Brightmoon Landscape painting, a waterfall plunged down like a bolt of white silk, splashing up white foam.

By the lake at the base of the waterfall, a purple-robed youth with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a stocky, powerful build sat cross-legged. Not far from him also sat a wild-man-like youth with disheveled hair. His gaze was like that of a sky-flying eagle, carrying a heart-stopping ferocity. “Xiamang Zishan, have you rested enough? We should be going. We haven’t collected enough talismans yet!”

“I’m talking to you,” the disheveled, wild-man youth shouted angrily.

The moment the words fell.

Suddenly, a mysterious ripple descended around the stocky, purple-robed youth. It was the ripple of the ‘Dao’. A faint watery mist surrounded him, and within this mist, flashes of lightning and thunder crackled.

“What the hell? A breakthrough just like that?” The wild-man youth was stunned.

The purple-robed youth slowly opened his eyes. If before the wild-man youth had seemed like a sky-flying eagle, then the purple-robed youth now seemed like an ancient primordial beast of the land, exuding an incomparably domineering aura. Just in terms of sheer dominance, even Beishan Heihu, the father of Beishan Baiwei, fell a bit short.

“Cangwu Jiu,” the purple-robed youth said with a grin, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. “I’ve also comprehended four Daos now! I’ve caught up to you!”

“We were evenly matched before, and now you’re actually stronger than me?” Cangwu Jiu was stunned.

The two of them had met shortly after entering the Brightmoon Landscape world. They had fought a fierce battle, unable to do anything to each other. Having grown up together in the Grand Xia capital, they held deep mutual respect. Also, having just entered the Brightmoon Landscape, both had been ambushed separately, so they decided to join forces.

“You’re fast. If you set your mind on not fighting me head-on, I can’t do anything to you either.” Xiamang Zishan’s eyes were filled with confidence. “But if you were to fight me, you truly wouldn’t be my match. With four Daos now, merging them into my Thunder Dao of Rain, I dare say that throughout the entire world of the Brightmoon Landscape painting, if I claim second, no one would dare claim first!”

“Stop talking nonsense.” Cangwu Jiu sneered. “Don’t get cocky. There are many geniuses in the Brightmoon Landscape. We fight many times every day, tempering ourselves through repeated slaughter. The progress is astonishing. There are plenty of others who have also broken through!”

“Hmm, that’s a point to be cautious of.” Xiamang Zishan nodded. “I must not be careless. My goal in this Immortal Fortunes Assembly is to be number one!”

Cangwu Jiu shook his head. “Let’s go.”

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Xiamang Zishan and Cangwu Jiu immediately sped away.

The Slovenly Realperson stood on the surface of a lake. Under the moonlight, the scene was dreamlike and surreal.

He had his eyes closed, completely unaware that the nine Pure Yang True Immortals and countless Celestial Immortals outside were almost all focused on him. He was the biggest focal point in the Brightmoon Landscape.

Whoosh.

The Slovenly Realperson’s body stirred slightly, and a ring of flames appeared around him, spreading outwards.

Ring after ring of flame spread out from the Slovenly Realperson, and the fluctuation of a ‘Dao’ descended.

The Slovenly Realperson opened his eyes. “After years of cultivation, and after dozens of battles every day for four months in this Brightmoon Landscape world, I’ve finally broken through and comprehended a third complete Dao. What I need to do now is to merge these three complete Daos into my ‘Taiji’ Grand Dao.”

The Slovenly Realperson had also stepped onto the threshold of a Grand Dao.

Ji Ning had entered the ‘Sword Dao’ Grand Dao, while the Slovenly Realperson followed the ‘Taiji’ Grand Dao.

In the months that followed, many people gave up within the Brightmoon Landscape, and many geniuses perished. However, for the geniuses who survived, such life-and-death battles between peers—which were rare to encounter even once in ordinary times—were now happening dozens or even hundreds of times a day. Naturally, many broke through.

Many who had previously been stuck at a bottleneck were now breaking through one after another.

In the sixth month within the Brightmoon Landscape.

In a patch of wilderness amidst the overgrown weeds, there was a black-robed youth and a black-robed girl.

Ji Ning sat cross-legged, and not far away was Yu Wei. Yu Wei also sat cross-legged, silently watching him. A short while ago, Ji Ning had said to her, “Senior apprentice-sister, I gained some insights from the last battle. Please guard me while I meditate.” He then set up a simple illusion formation around them, closed his eyes, and entered a state of deep contemplation.

Yu Wei watched the meditating Ji Ning, carefully studying his eyes, his nose, his mouth. She looked very closely, very seriously.