The Flask of World Domination's Restoration Method—Everything Points to Heavenly Monarch Ziyang
The Flask of World Domination’s Restoration Method—Everything Points to Heavenly Monarch Ziyang
The Azure Dragon Empire was far from peaceful these days.
A ripple spread through the void, and after a moment of blurring, a Space Tunnel emerged.
The Elders of the True Immortal Academy, having received the news, had finally torn through space to rush over—three of them in total, two men and one woman, all of unimaginably ancient age.
At the gates of the imperial palace, Gu Xianer, the Azure Dragon Emperor, and the others had already been waiting for quite some time.
“Three of them came?”
Gu Xianer was slightly surprised. She glanced toward the distant sky, but still saw no sign of Gu Changge.
“We pay our respects to the Elders.”
The Azure Dragon Emperor and the others hurried forward to greet them.
“No need for formalities.”
The old woman among them waved her hand and spoke indifferently.
Her name was Grandma Yin Hua. She wore a floral robe, leaned on a dragon-headed crutch, and her silver hair was combed neatly, without a single strand out of place.
At this moment, her expression was rather grim.
She had thought highly of Qing Xiaoyi, and had even come to blows with several other Elders over the right to take her as a disciple.
To suddenly hear this news had truly left her unable to react for half a day.
She could not imagine who would be so bold as to abduct Qing Xiaoyi in the middle of the trial.
The other two Elders felt much the same as Grandma Yin Hua.
Though they were utterly shocked, worried, and furious, they did not dare blame Gu Xianer.
In a matter like this, while Gu Xianer did bear some responsibility as the senior sister who had failed to protect her junior, behind her stood Gu Changge.
Who would dare casually criticize her?
That said, they did not treat her warmly either.
Gu Xianer naturally understood why, but she could not be bothered to say much, maintaining her cool and aloof demeanor.
She had done everything she should have. These past days, to treat Qing Feng, she had even spent several extremely precious Sacred Medicines.
Soon after, the group arrived at the palace hall where Qing Feng was recuperating.
After the full efforts of the Azure Dragon Empire’s many old physicians, Qing Feng’s life had been hanging by a thread, but he remained unconscious.
When the three Elders arrived, he was still instinctively reaching forward, as if trying to save his sister.
Gu Xianer’s expression was cool and calm. Noticing this detail, her delicate brows lifted slightly.
The situation back then must have been that Qing Feng noticed Qing Xiaoyi being suddenly taken away, and desperately chased after the culprit.
Then that mysterious person struck out with a palm—not only shattering the protective treasure an Elder had bestowed upon Qing Feng, but nearly killing him outright.
The fluctuation she had sensed at the time was, in fact, that very palm strike.
Because she arrived in time, the mysterious person did not strike again, instead abducting Qing Xiaoyi without further entanglement.
“What a pity...”
“With injuries like these, who knows how he even survived.”
The three Elders sighed. They quickly examined Qing Feng’s wounds, and though they were astonished at how he had survived,
they could not find the reason.
“This old man happens to have a Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill on hand. Consider this kid lucky.”
One of the Elders, wincing with heartache, took out a pill suffused with nine-colored auspicious mist, the size of a thumb.
The moment it appeared, it exuded an aura that made one’s very pores relax.
Not only that—around the pill, various miraculous phenomena emerged: immortal birds soaring, divine mountains towering, indescribably wondrous.
“Looks like you old coot really went all out.”
The expressions of the other two Elders changed, and they could not help but suck in a cold breath.
The Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill—this was a pill that could be used even when they themselves were gravely wounded.
But soon, they realized this fellow’s intention. If he saved Qing Feng with it, and Qing Xiaoyi was then found...
She would surely be endlessly grateful, and very likely take him as her master.
This made them regret it somewhat—such a fine opportunity, and they had missed it.
Then, the Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill went down. Amidst a burst of blooming colored clouds, numerous phenomena interwove, and even the unconscious Qing Feng became radiant and translucent.
“This Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill truly has miraculous effects...”
That Elder could not help but show delight. Though it pained him, as long as it worked, that was enough.
Meanwhile, Qing Feng’s weakened state was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even his pale, bloodless face gradually grew rosy and lustrous.
“Truly worthy of the Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill. With such efficacy, it genuinely deserves the name of a life-saving Immortal Pill.”
Grandma Yin Hua could not help but praise.
Gu Xianer, however, noticed that on Qing Feng’s simple little flask, a strange pattern seemed to flash by for an instant.
Soon after, once the pill had gone down,
Qing Feng coughed out a mouthful of tainted blood, and his ruptured organs and bones began to mend.
Divine radiance interwove, transforming into what seemed like purple immortal qi, submerging him and steadily improving his complexion.
“Sister...”
“Let go of my sister!”
Qing Feng’s eyes snapped open. He shouted instinctively and tried to get up, but the movement tore at his wounds, bringing heart-piercing pain.
His face turned deathly pale, cold sweat streaming down.
Only then did he realize he was no longer in the courtyard from that night.
“He actually came back to life.”
Watching this scene, Gu Xianer could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The Elders beside her also collectively exhaled. The Elder who had produced the Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill could not help but smile.
“Good, good. Not a loss after all.”
“My sister was taken away...”
However, Qing Feng seemed dazed, as if he had not noticed them at all.
He kept murmuring, filled with unease, panic, and worry.
Seeing this, Grandma Yin Hua frowned. “His soul has suffered a fright. He needs quiet rest for a while.”
As she spoke, she waved her sleeve, and a ball of hazy light drifted down onto Qing Feng. The somewhat dazed Qing Feng gradually recovered and grew calm.
This was the Calming Spell.
“Thank you, Elders, and Xianer-shijie, for saving my life.”
Qing Feng calmed down. Knowing this was no time for nonsense, he began recounting what had happened that night.
He had finished cultivating and was about to sleep.
Then he suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation coming from his sister’s courtyard next door. Of course, it was not he who sensed it, but the Flask of World Domination.
So he immediately realized something was wrong.
When he rushed over, he happened to see a mysterious figure, his whole body shrouded in pitch-black runes, his features indiscernible.
The figure was holding the unconscious Qing Xiaoyi, about to leave.
At that sight, his eyes nearly split with rage. Without thinking, he moved to rescue Qing Xiaoyi.
But the mysterious person merely struck out casually with a palm, and the protective treasure the Elder had given him instantly exploded, shattering to pieces.
His consciousness, too, dissipated in an instant.
“Back then, if not for this mysterious flask blocking it for me, I would probably have been destroyed in body and soul.”
Qing Feng said bitterly. At this point, he could no longer conceal the existence of the mysterious little flask.
After all, when the three Elders treated him, they had already noticed it.
With his own strength alone, there was no way he could have withstood that palm.
Otherwise, it simply could not be explained.
“This flask?”
Grandma Yin Hua took it with some surprise and examined the little flask carefully.
Ordinary, unremarkable patterns, utterly ancient, covered in rust—nothing special about it at all.
“This flask... could it be the Flask of World Domination?”
Another Elder beside her, his gaze sharp as a torch, studied it carefully for a few moments before speaking in a deep voice, recognizing it.
“The Flask of World Domination, of the Seven Tools of World Domination?”
Gu Xianer was also somewhat surprised. She had naturally heard of the Seven Tools of World Domination.
Legend had it that gathering all seven tools would allow one to locate the Immortal Palace Treasury of old.
Within it lay countless precious opportunities.
That the unremarkable little flask in Qing Feng’s hand was actually the Flask of World Domination—honestly, it exceeded her expectations.
But at this point, since Qing Feng had voluntarily admitted it, even if the Elders were tempted, they could not simply take it for themselves.
After studying it for a long while, they returned the flask to Qing Feng.
“That mysterious person struck decisively back then, certain that Qing Feng could not withstand a single palm and would die instantly. This makes it very difficult for us to trace what happened.”
“Still, let’s give it a try.”
“Qing Xiaoyi’s soul tablet has not shattered, which means her life is not in danger.”
Then, the three Sacred Emperor Realm Elders appeared in the courtyard where Qing Xiaoyi had been abducted, each employing their own methods to retrace the scene of that night.
Soon, accompanied by various colored lights and principles, a hazy chaos mist spread out over the area.
It was as if they had arrived at the very beginning of creation. Vague signs manifested high in the sky, enough to make one’s heart palpitate.
Just as the Elders were about to glimpse the mysterious person, a terrifying Grey Fog suddenly swept in.
The three grunted, their faces paling as if struck by lightning, and they hastily withdrew from that state.
After all that effort, in the end they saw nothing.
“What method did that mysterious person use? Either he carries some secret treasure, or he possesses some divine ability that interferes with heavenly secrets.”
The Elders’ expressions were incomparably grave. They felt this matter was extremely thorny.
Whichever possibility it was, it showed the other party’s origins were far from simple. The abduction of Qing Xiaoyi had absolutely been premeditated.
“Hm? No, wait.”
“Perhaps there is a way to find the mysterious person from that night...”
Then, just as everyone was at their wits’ end,
Grandma Yin Hua suddenly spoke, full of confidence, her gaze fixed on the Flask of World Domination. “Rumor has it the Flask of World Domination is called ’World Domination’ because it is forged from a special material, combining offense and defense in one. It can even absorb an opponent’s attack entirely and reflect it back...”
Her words lit up the eyes of the others.
“Back then, the Flask of World Domination blocked that strike for Qing Feng. Perhaps we can try activating it to restore and retrace that palm.”
“That mysterious person probably never imagined Qing Feng would possess something like the Flask of World Domination.”
“Based on the aura and principles contained in that palm, we can naturally trace who did it!”
The two Elders nodded, looking at Grandma Yin Hua with some admiration.
Gu Xianer also felt this method was feasible. Truly, it was a ray of hope in the darkness.
That Qing Feng possessed the Flask of World Domination was something no one could have anticipated.
Then, the three Elders acted together, intending to activate the Flask of World Domination and restore the palm strike it had absorbed back then.
Weng!!
The terrifying principles of the Sacred Emperor Realm descended. Even a single wisp was horrifying to the extreme, changing the color of the sky itself. Within ten thousand li, cultivators and living beings alike could not help but want to prostrate themselves in worship.
At this place, a monstrous aura abruptly rose.
Then the rust on the surface of the Flask of World Domination fell away, as if washed clean of all worldly veneer, becoming rich with the charm of the Dao. Streaks of brilliant light emerged and shone upon its surface.
Immediately after,
a pitch-black giant palm print was projected by the Flask of World Domination, condensing in the void.
The divine ability fluctuation it carried made Qing Feng’s expression change drastically, revealing bone-deep hatred.
“That’s right, it’s this aura...”
“Back then, this was the very palm that came down and nearly destroyed me in body and soul.”
Qing Feng’s eyes were filled with hatred and fury.
How could he ever forget this feeling?
The opponent had merely struck casually, nearly swatting him to death like an ant.
“Though it is wrapped in dark runes, the Source aura within is something else entirely.”
“This Source aura is very rare. No—not rare. It should be that, apart from that person...”
Grandma Yin Hua carefully examined the pitch-black giant palm print. With her discernment, she quickly detected the anomaly within.
But thinking of something, her expression changed. Somewhat apprehensive, she did not continue speaking.
“This is...”
Another Elder’s face also changed abruptly. Then he chose to shut his mouth, somewhat flustered, forcibly steadying himself.
“How could it be...”
The last Elder’s face shifted between light and shadow. He glanced at Qing Feng and sighed deeply, seemingly caught in great conflict and helplessness.
“What is going on? Elders, why are you all suddenly acting like this...”
Qing Feng, who had been full of anticipation, was suddenly stunned. Seeing the expressions of the three Elders, unease rose in his heart.
Could it be... that the person who abducted Qing Xiaoyi had an extraordinary identity, one they feared so much they could not speak of it?
Or was it that they could not believe it?
“How could it be...”
Staring intently at the pitch-black giant palm print, runes flickered in Gu Xianer’s eyes as she deduced again and again. In the end, she too looked astonished.
“This aura is almost identical to that of Heavenly Monarch Ziyang when he fought Gu Changge that day. This Chaos Force—apart from him, probably no one else can wield it, right?”
After a moment of silence, it was she who spoke first, her voice cool and calm.
Gu Xianer swept a glance over the tight-lipped Elders and continued, “It seems the three Elders have seen it as well.”
Heavenly Monarch Ziyang’s identity was that of a Ranked Disciple of the True Immortal Academy, who had once suppressed the entire younger generation of the Beyond, standing first among his peers.
And behind him stood the Cult of Immortality, Purple Mansion.
It was quite normal for the three Elders to be apprehensive and unwilling to speak further.
Even Gu Xianer had been shocked just now, wondering whether Heavenly Monarch Ziyang might have been framed.
But thinking carefully, back then she had also wondered whether it was an ancient freak who had acted.
Moreover, the other party had deliberately avoided her at the time.
Recalling the way Heavenly Monarch Ziyang had pursued her back then, Gu Xianer now figured it out.
“...Why would Heavenly Monarch Ziyang abduct Qing Xiaoyi?”
Gu Xianer could not figure it out, but she had already said those words.
The three Elders exchanged glances, their eyes full of apprehension, and said no more.
The power and mystery of Purple Mansion went without saying.
Moreover, this time, Purple Mansion had specifically sent out an old monster of unimaginably ancient seniority, currently at the True Immortal Academy, who thought highly of Heavenly Monarch Ziyang and intended to act as his protector.
That old monster was by no means comparable to Sacred Emperors like them.
Rumor had it that this existence had failed his Dao ascension and severed his own cultivation with a single stroke, yet could return to his peak at any time—his strength unfathomable.
Though they suspected Heavenly Monarch Ziyang, they dared not speak of it.
Still less did they dare ponder his motives too deeply. With no grievance or enmity, why would he abduct Qing Xiaoyi?
After all, behind every Ranked Disciple was no simple background—none of their backers could be underestimated.
“Xianer-shijie, what do we do?”
Qing Feng’s face paled. He was not stupid in the slightest. Hearing Gu Xianer’s words, combined with the shift in the Elders’ attitudes—what more needed to be said?
Heavenly Monarch Ziyang—an ancient freak backed by Purple Mansion!
Not only was his background sky-high, his strength was unfathomable as well.
He and Qing Xiaoyi had neither power nor influence; they were valued by the Elders only for their talent. But to offend Heavenly Monarch Ziyang over this? To offend the Purple Mansion behind him?
Was it worth it?
“I...”
Gu Xianer was also stunned. In her mind, she rapidly pondered Heavenly Monarch Ziyang’s intentions.
What exactly was his purpose in abducting Qing Xiaoyi?
Could it be like last time—first abduct Qing Xiaoyi, set up a scheme, then release her and claim the credit, declaring to the world that he was the one who found her?
All to win her favor?
That possibility was not very likely.
“Then it must be for the Source of Qing Xiaoyi’s Celestial Demonic Physique. When did Heavenly Monarch Ziyang join forces with the Successor of Demonic Arts?”
Gu Xianer’s expression was somewhat heavy. It was not that she did not want to help Qing Feng.
But on her own, facing the forces behind Heavenly Monarch Ziyang, she was clearly not enough.
The Longevity Gu Family would not heed her opinions.
Moreover, the three Elders before her were all shrewd old foxes—cunning to the tips of their eyelashes—each somewhat unwilling to get involved, keeping themselves out of it.
Most importantly, she could not be certain whether Heavenly Monarch Ziyang truly had ties to the Successor of Demonic Arts.
If he did, she could take this opportunity to inform all parties.
After all, there were far too many excuses and reasons for abducting Qing Xiaoyi. As long as Heavenly Monarch Ziyang stubbornly refused to admit it, what could she do?
“Xianer-shijie, please, I beg you, save Xiaoyi.”
Qing Feng’s face was white as he hurriedly pleaded. As he spoke, he took out the Flask of World Domination. “As long as you Elders can rescue Xiaoyi, I am willing to offer this flask with both hands.”
Though the Flask of World Domination was indeed precious, the Elders were not fools either.
The Elder who had saved Qing Feng with the Nine-Cycles Spirit Restoration Pill waved his hand with some heartache. “We will think of a way regarding this matter.”
“Qing Xiaoyi will certainly be rescued, but this requires careful, long-term planning.”
Hearing the perfunctoriness in their words, Qing Feng despaired even more. He could only turn his pleading gaze toward Gu Xianer.
“I will do my best to help you.”
She nodded gently, but could guarantee nothing.
“Xianer-shijie, thank you.”
“I knew you would have a way. Young Master Changge dotes on you so much—if you just say a word to Young Master Changge...”
At this point, Qing Feng was like a man clutching at a life-saving straw, speaking urgently, seeing hope in Gu Xianer.
Among the younger generation, if there was anyone who could help him, it was absolutely Gu Changge!
Of this, there was no doubt.
“Since when does Gu Changge dote on me?”
Hearing this, Gu Xianer’s cool expression abruptly froze, and she reflexively asked in return.
“Young Master Changge treats you so well. Back then, when Heavenly Monarch Ziyang tried to get close to you, Young Master Changge beat him up so badly...”
Hearing this, Qing Feng thought Gu Xianer was displeased and hurriedly explained.
“Stop talking.”
Gu Xianer came back to her senses and quickly cut him off, saying somewhat flustered and exasperated, “You are not allowed to say such things in the future.”
“Oh? Not allowed to say what?”
However, just then, a young man’s somewhat surprised voice suddenly rang out from beyond the courtyard.
Gu Xianer froze.
She saw Gu Changge arriving at the scene with a group of followers, and behind him, the Azure Dragon Emperor, his face full of fawning flattery as he led the way.
“Young Master Changge.”
“When did you arrive?”
The three Elders were all startled as well. As Sacred Emperors, they had not even sensed when Gu Changge arrived or when he had walked up to this place.
“Just a little trick.”
Gu Changge seemed to know why they were shocked. He waved the ancient artifact in his hand and said with a smile.