novelraw Chapter 73 : When All Are Drunk, I Alone Remain Awake
Chapter 73 : When All Are Drunk, I Alone Remain Awake
Chapter 73: When All Are Drunk, I Alone Remain Awake
At the peak of Heaven’s Gate Peak within the Sacred Land of Lingxu, a figure clad in a robe of yin and yang sat cross-legged atop a massive boulder.
On the boulder were a few simple words, yet they exuded overwhelming majesty—
One Sword Opens Heaven’s Gate.
Bai Muxu sat with his eyes closed, silently feeling the flow of the heavens.
At this moment, he had already made his choice—to break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, stepping into the Out-of-Body Realm.
Once he took this step, he would undergo a complete transformation, and at the same time, he would also begin to face the great terror of the Extraterrestrial Demons, avoiding those unfathomable and illusory influences.
“Before that, I still have one more thing to do.”
Bai Muxu slowly opened his eyes, overlooking the entire Heaven’s Gate Peak.
At that moment, a translucent figure slowly descended from the clouds, landing before him.
Seeing this figure, Bai Muxu cupped his hands and bowed slightly.
“Sacred Lord.”
The Sacred Lord of Lingxu nodded lightly in return at Bai Muxu’s salute.
“Elder Bai, it seems you have already made up your mind.”
“The shackles above the Spirit Transformation Realm, the omen of the Five Decays, are not something easily resisted—even for a peerless genius like you, one unseen in a thousand years.”
The Sacred Lord of Lingxu gazed at Bai Muxu, his eyes as bright as torches.
“I have already made my preparations. As for my inheriting disciple, I am quite satisfied. However, before my breakthrough, I wish to see him enter the Forbidden Land of Taixu.”
Bai Muxu nodded deeply as he revealed his intentions.
“This is an opportunity to obtain a Divine Ability. Are you certain you wish to hand it over to him?”
The Sacred Lord of Lingxu asked, showing a trace of surprise.
“He achieved Foundation Establishment within a hundred days, ascended to the top of the Heart-Questioning Steps, and even as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he has already comprehended three Dao Intents. His aptitude surpasses mine in those years. Moreover, on Burning Void Peak, he defeated two Nascent Soul Devils while still at the Foundation stage. Though they were relatively ordinary Nascent Souls, it is possible he may use the Taixu Forbidden Land to advance directly to the Golden Core Realm.”
“A hundred days to Foundation Establishment, a year to Golden Core—that shall be my legacy for Heaven’s Gate Peak in the days to come.”
Bai Muxu nodded firmly.
Hearing his words, the Sacred Lord of Lingxu showed genuine surprise.
With such heavenly talent, it was indeed deserving.
“Since Elder Bai has spoken thus, I shall naturally grant him this opportunity.”
“According to the deduction of the two Supreme Elders, he should return within these few days. When the time comes, you may speak to him directly.”
Seeing Bai Muxu’s unwavering determination—coupled with Li Tianwei’s extraordinary talent—the Sacred Lord had no objections.
“Then I shall prepare the items required for your tribulation.”
With that, the Sacred Lord turned, and his translucent figure dispersed into the air, as if he had never appeared at all.
——
At the entrance of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.
Due to the recent upheavals—the investigation of Demonic Sect spies and the exposure of infiltrators within the sect—the entire Sacred Land had become tense, with everyone on edge.
Even the Protective Grand Array of the Sacred Land had been activated, and several Nascent Soul Elders were stationed at the front gate for defense.
At this moment, these Nascent Souls were performing their duties as usual, taking turns to stand guard before the Sacred Land.
In their view, nothing serious would happen.
Even if the Sacred Land of Baiyuan joined forces with other Sacred Lands to attack, it would still take considerable effort to reach this place.
So, in truth, their watch was quite leisurely.
On the surface, they were guarding against external enemies—but in reality, they were mainly preventing the Demonic Sect spies within from escaping.
Among the stationed elders was Xu Yuanwen.
During this period, the constant investigations within the Sacred Land had left him terrified—fearing that his identity as a spy from the Heaven-Demon Cult would be exposed.
However, after some careful observation, Xu Yuanwen realized that the apparent chaos within the Sacred Land actually hid a deeper scheme.
And that scheme—after some analysis—was clearly connected to Li Tianwei.
Having once participated in the Heaven-Demon Cult’s machinations, Xu Yuanwen could almost confirm that all of this was orchestrated by Vice Leader Hun Yuan.
That so-called False Spiritual Root, Li Tianwei, had somehow managed to complete Foundation Establishment within a hundred days, deceiving countless elders of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.
Not only that, he had even fought against the genius of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan, stirring up disputes between the two sacred lands.
Later, a Baiyuan infiltrator had launched a sneak attack, causing even more chaos—this single pawn had thrown the Sacred Land of Lingxu into utter turmoil.
Knowing all these secrets, Xu Yuanwen looked at the panicked elders and disciples around him, feeling an indescribable sense of detachment—
When all others were drunk, he alone remained awake.
None of them knew that this so-called prodigy, Li Tianwei, was not only a False Spiritual Root but also a spy from the Heaven-Demon Cult.
“It seems the word ‘Vice’ should be removed from Vice Leader Hun Yuan’s title.”
Xu Yuanwen thought to himself, deciding to change the way he addressed him.
The Cult Leader Hun Yuan—he mused—was truly far-sighted, winning battles from thousands of miles away.
With merely a pill that disguised a False Spiritual Root as a Heavenly Spiritual Root, he had orchestrated such a grand scheme.
“I must make sure to befriend this colleague properly.”
“Unfortunately, he hasn’t returned yet.
He must have gone to the Demonic Sect’s territory to meet the Cult Leader Hun Yuan.
Otherwise, with his spiritual root, how could he continue pretending to be a Heavenly Root genius? When he returns, he’ll likely need to raise his cultivation slightly—that would make his return more convincing.”
“Think about it—a prodigy framed by other Sacred Lands, ambushed, and then returning in glory.
It has to be dramatic.”
“As expected of Cult Leader Hun Yuan—such a perfect script.”
Xu Yuanwen sighed inwardly with admiration.
Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly sensed something amiss.
He immediately stood up, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon.
There, in the western sky, an ominous scene emerged—faint demonic and yin auras coalesced into a strange phenomenon, as if a layer of black-purple mist was descending from above.
A chillingly cold and evil energy surged toward them at terrifying speed.
Seeing this, Xu Yuanwen trembled involuntarily.
“This can’t be right! This is the Sacred Land of Lingxu’s territory—how could a Demonic Cultivator come here?”
“What a dense aura…”
“Could it be that the Demonic Sect is invading?”
At that moment, the possibility crossed his mind, and Xu Yuanwen hesitated—should he defect?
In the distance, a wheel-like disk wreathed in demonic energy tore through the sky.
At its front fluttered a banner, absorbing the Resentment Force of heaven and earth, channeling it into the spinning disk below.
On the spirit wheel stood over a dozen figures—some in the Qi Refinement stage, others in Foundation Establishment.
At their forefront stood a man in a simple robe, his face handsome, his eyes clear and bright, calmly gazing forward without the slightest emotion.
Yet behind him, black-purple demonic energy howled violently.
Within it echoed the wails of vengeful ghosts and the faint crackle of demonic flames.
No matter how one looked, they did not seem like righteous cultivators.
And these people were none other than Li Tianwei and his companions, who had rushed back from the Demonic Sect’s territory toward the Sacred Land of Lingxu.
Now, as they returned to the Sacred Land’s domain, the disciples from Lingxu riding upon the Radiant Wheel watched Li Tianwei cautiously.
Especially seeing that he did not suppress his aura at all, they couldn’t help but want to remind him—lest he cause unnecessary trouble.
After all, at this moment, Li Tianwei’s body exuded dense yin and resentment energy, merging with the Radiant Wheel’s terrifying speed, heading straight toward the Sacred Land of Lingxu.
To an outsider, it looked as if they were about to launch an invasion.
But strangely enough, despite Li Tianwei’s current state, their journey remained smooth and unhindered—as though the powerful figures of the Sacred Land were already aware of his condition and chose not to stop him.