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Chapter 1901 - 1870: Tian Yii

In a hidden sanctuary, various types of magic treasures floated in front of the Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor.

He was counting magic treasures again.

Previously, Spiritual Treasure had two major loves in life: pampering his daughter and collecting and counting magic treasures.

Now, only one of his two loves remained.

There was a sense of grief in Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor’s heart.

Even though the hatred in his heart hadn’t faded over the tens of thousands of years, Spiritual Treasure also understood that his daughter wasn’t coming back.

Unlike normal death, even if her soul was shattered, Spiritual Treasure had ways to find the fragments of his daughter’s remnant soul and reunite them for a revival.

But Mo Daoyi had already said that his daughter, Dream Butterfly Daoist Honor, was consumed alive by those damned things.

He lost his daughter forever.

After Mo Daoyi fled, he didn’t continue the furious pursuit but returned to his abode in dismay.

Originally, he still held onto a sliver of hope, hoping that his daughter was slain by someone. In that case, as long as he found the site of her death, any trace of a remnant soul could offer the possibility of revival.

Even though Dream Butterfly Daoist Honor was weak, she existed in the Daoist Lord Realm. Even if she died, the remnant soul wouldn’t easily dissipate, and by possessing something, she could simply extend her life.

But Mo Daoyi’s words shattered his final hope.

There’s no greater sadness than when the heart dies, and this was Spiritual Treasure’s current state.

Every few days, he would go out and collect magic treasures, then return to the sanctuary and numbly count his magic treasures—this was his daily routine.

Suddenly, an alarm sounded outside Spiritual Treasure’s sanctuary.

Awoken, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor waved his hand and opened the restriction outside the sanctuary.

A flying sword flew in, and with Spiritual Treasure’s beckoning gesture, the flying sword fell into his hand.

The flying sword conveyed a message.

And this message was a request for help, not directed at Spiritual Treasure, but sent to all strong beings on the Immortal Domain Continent above the Immortal Emperor level.

"Is it starting again?"

Seeing the content conveyed by the flying sword, Spiritual Treasure let out a cold laugh: "Let whoever handle it, they can all go die. What does it have to do with me? During the Ancient Times, you bastards already trapped me, and now you want to trap me again?"

Thinking about the ancient battle, Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor was filled with anger.

Indeed, many Daoist Lords died in the Ancient Times, but the deceased were newly ascended ones, whose strength barely surpassed those Immortal Emperors.

For an ancient, experienced Daoist Lord like him, wishing for death was difficult.

Though he acted impulsively at the time, as part of the Immortal Domain, he did play a significant role on the battlefield.

But those bastards, after he was captured by Fuxi Heavenly Honor, did not even utter a word before withdrawing, leaving him trapped in the Heaven Realm for countless years. Spiritual Treasure had only recently escaped from the Heaven Realm, and there’s no way he would let go of this resentment.

"Hmm?"

Just as Spiritual Treasure was about to throw away the flying sword, he noticed a small piece of information on the other side. This piece of information was very concealed, imperceptible to those not in the Daoist Lord Realm, and even he almost overlooked it.

"Doomsday Beast Soul? Those damned things are really appearing again!" Spiritual Treasure’s face began to change dramatically.

He was still struggling internally. Although, speaking generally, everyone in the Immortal Domain are immortals, and in a broader sense, they are all cultivators in the Starry Universe, so it’s appropriate to unite against such threats. But he really couldn’t swallow this bitterness.

Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor inherently lacked a large heart and was always somewhat solitary.

However, during the Ancient battle, he got embroiled in the Four Realms war, lost his beloved daughter, and was trapped in the Heaven Realm for countless years.

During these years, he had no contact from the Immortal Domain, and he managed to escape, thanks to some guys from the Demon Race. Thinking about this, Spiritual Treasure felt it was absurd, and he lacked the motivation to participate in the battle.

"I am old, you all can play however you want, if the Starry Universe is destined for destruction, whether I’m there or not doesn’t change the outcome." Spiritual Treasure murmured, slowly closing his eyes, fingers clutching the flying sword, prepared to toss it away.

But at that moment, a voice abruptly sounded within Spiritual Treasure’s sanctuary.

"You are old, but I am older, yet still guarding this Immortal Domain?"

"Who?!"

Spiritual Treasure was startled, nearly jumping three feet high, and roared.

Who was he?

Daoist Lord!

Though he hadn’t fully recovered his peak state, over so much time, Daoist Lord’s cultivation had returned. Who could silently infiltrate his sanctuary within the expanse of his Domain Realm?

The most terrifying part was that before the voice appeared, he hadn’t sensed anything abnormal within his sanctuary!

He quickly perceived his sanctuary carefully, but Spiritual Treasure’s face turned more ashen.

Because he still couldn’t find any clues.

So, where did the voice come from?

"Frightened? Old Stingy, you can’t even recognize my voice?" The calm voice echoed again.

Finally, Spiritual Treasure calmed down a bit, listening closely to the voice, and hesitantly said: "You... are... the one divining with black divination?"

"...Can you use a more formal title?"

"Oh oh, Tian Yii, you old rogue."

"...Spiritual Treasure, you old thing, after all these years you’re still so infuriating!" The invisible voice faintly carried some emotion.

"Same goes for you, who opened with ’Old Stingy.’" Spiritual Treasure kept his eyes drooped indifferently: "Is there anything else? If not, my private territory, please respect my privacy, Old Spiritual Treasure."

"We grew up together, I know everything about you, even the number of hairs on the mole on your butt. In front of me, do you still have privacy?"

"That was in the past!" Spiritual Treasure Daoist Honor hissed.

"Alright, alright." Seeing Spiritual Treasure’s explosive stance, Tian Yii stopped jesting and softened his voice: "Getting to the main point, I’ve come to ask you to join the battle, not against the other three families, but to combat those destructive creatures."

"I’m not going." Spiritual Treasure decisively said.

"Do you truly not wish to avenge Die’er? Or perhaps, do you not want to know if she truly has hope for revival?" Tian Yii spoke again.

"What... did you say?" Spiritual Treasure’s voice trembled.

"I said... perhaps Die’er still has hope for revival!" Tian Yii spoke word by word.

"Did they tell you?"

"You don’t need to know about that."

"I will join the battle." Spiritual Treasure solemnly declared.

"Alright, I’ll be on my way, I still have other old fellows to visit." Tian Yii said.

But before leaving, as if recalling something, Tian Yii spoke again: "By the way, old brother, seeing you again makes me happy."

Spiritual Treasure said nothing.

"Can’t you say something nice?" Tian Yii retorted.

Spiritual Treasure chuckled: "Should I respectfully address you as Daoist Lord Ancestor now?"