The instant the origin water emerged, dense origin power dispersed.
An extraordinary aura stunned the cultivators on Lake Heart Island.
They felt the world's spiritual qi thicken several times in a blink.
A palm-sized three-legged furnace hovered mid-air, endlessly pouring origin water.
Cascading like a glassy waterfall under sunlight.
Second floor of White Jade Capital pavilions.
Ning Zhao stared blankly. The spreading water triggered her cultivation art involuntarily.
Faintly, her dragon-like spine emerged, a massive beast inhaling and exhaling energy, drawing in the water.
Tempering her flesh bit by bit.
Heavenly Lock realm's difficulty: spine forging—thirty-three vertebrae, each demanding immense energy.
Her prior tribulation feedback tempered several.
Now, origin water accelerated it.
Not just her.
Nie Changqing sensed the shift instantly.
"Tribulation success feedback energy..."
"Young Master gathered it... into a lake?"
Nie Changqing was horrified.
Lu's scale—terrifying!
How?!
Robbed the thunder punishment?!
The Empress Ni Chunqiu, helping Ni Yu sugar-coat Body Tempering Pills, looked up—eyes shocked, complex.
"Origin water."
Speechless.
She remembered post-tribulation "immortal realm" with its origin lake.
Lu battled Yuanshang, pocketed the lake in a small furnace.
Thought for his cultivation.
Instead...
Pouring it now—to reconstruct an origin lake?
Remodeling his sanctuary with it!
Others used precious water for practice; Lu for decor...
Truly unique, Young Master Lu.
Lu sat wheeled, balcony winds fluttering his white robes.
Soul sense controlled the Myriad Methods Furnace, unleashing the lake.
Smiling lightly, eyes lining—mind envisioning new White Jade Capital.
Beiluo Lake.
Little Yinglong's chubby wings tucked; cannonballed in.
Splash!
Mouth agape, gulped wildly—but belly bloated after bites.
Didn't leave; floated spread-eagled.
A bona fide salted fish.
Island.
Nie Changqing sat, spine roaring, absorbing like Ning Zhao.
All entered cultivation.
Origin power aided far beyond qi—seize the chance.
Even the Empress cross-legged.
Immortal Slaughter wounded her; invasions followed.
Pills restored strength, but hidden injuries lingered.
Lu's release: perfect recovery, purge ailments.
All cultivated.
Lu smiled.
"White Jade Capital in the heavens, twelve towers, five cities."
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Fingers tapped armrest.
Remodeling planned long ago.
Task: hide White Jade Capital—start here.
Floating ethereal sky island.
Palm slapped armrest.
Boom!
Thousand Blades disassembled.
Five Phoenix Plume Swords whistled, phoenix cries.
Lu spread hand, controlled, slammed down.
Swords and blades fanned to island edges, into Beiluo Lake.
Water threatened eruption.
Island quaked.
Earthquake-like.
Beiluo City shook.
Lu Manor.
Lu Changkong sensed, gazed island-ward.
"Fan'er up to?"
Grave.
Luo Yue followed; they sped to lakeside.
Big commotion.
Western Mountains: cultivators felt anomaly, rushed.
Bai Qingniao wide-eyed; Little Phoenix One peeked from her collar.
Jiang Li, Chi Lian beside, staring misty island.
Sima Qingshan book-boxed, face astonished—soul sense pierced fog, saw activity.
An Miaoyu umbrella'd, red-caped, beside him.
Tang Yimo at Sima's side, asked—Sima shook head.
"Huge disturbance—what?"
"Lake Heart Island direction—invader battling Young Master Lu?"
"Unlikely—who matches him?"
Cultivators exchanged glances.
Curious, but clueless.
Felt roars; lake churned, fish surfaced gulping madly.
Meanwhile...
Lu's soul sense unleashed, blades controlled.
Splash!
Water roared like bursting bottle.
Waves; mists swirled by currents.
Plumes cried brightly.
Then...
Island uprooted!
Soil splashed; inverted cone floated via swords and blades, separating from lake!
White Jade Capital atop, Lu sat, pinched runes.
"Kan, Gen, Qian, Zhen..."
Runes floated, infused island.
It ascended...
Swords/blades dispersed—no fall, kept rising.
Boom!
Collided into sky origin lake.
Gurgle...
Island.
Skyward chrysanthemums, azure peaches swayed wildly, bathed—revived.
Purple bamboos bubbled, absorbing.
Nie Changqing, Ning Zhao etc. immersed.
Rushing water pressured skin.
No discomfort, no suffocation.
Amazed gazes.
Island rose through lake, atop it.
From Beiluo Lake to origin lake.
Pavilions.
Lu unstained by water.
Ning Zhao on second floor, trembling—stunned. This "slight" remodel?
White Jade Capital: no longer lake-floated, sky-suspended.
Mythic sky palace!
All paused cultivation, stood—world shrinking below, hearts pounding.
Empress sighed.
Young Master Lu... flamboyantly so.
Beiluo City.
Folk awed, emerged homes, skyward.
Island rose toward heavenly lake—White Jade Capital suspended within.
As if wind-bound.
Lu Changkong ran, halted, silent gazing floating island.
"City Lord... Young Master's intent?"
Luo Yue knife-sheathed, inhaled—unbelievable sky island.
Sima Qingshan, Tang Yimo etc. dumbstruck.
Lu's methods: beyond cognition.
Floating island.
Lu on Thousand Blades, airborne, robes/hair fluttering.
Smiling.
Eyes lining.
Raised hand, pointed—pinched.
Rumble!
Tower built skyward, soaring.
Majestic, eaves divine.
"This tower: Forging Pavilion."
Words fell.
Gongsun Yu on island trembled, teleported before it.
"Thank you, Young Master!"
Old face excited, bowed.
Lu smiled.
Gazed elsewhere, pointed.
Preaching Platform's virtual tower materialized, rising.
Lighter than heavy Forging, tower-like—mystical.
"This: Tianji Pavilion."
Lu said.
Lü Dongxuan's gold chain quivered; vanished, sat before.
"Thank you!"
Bloomed like chrysanthemum—investment paid!
Lu chuckled, nodded.
Raised again—another emerged.
"This: Alchemy Pavilion."
Ni Yu black-pot-backed vanished, reappeared before.
Thrilled, flushed.
Grabbed sugar-coated Qi Pills, stuffed mouth.
"Th-thank you!"
Life peak!
Lu smiled.
Robes fluttering.
Beckoned—library soared from Beiluo, to origin lake.
"This: Scripture Pavilion."
Pondered.
Soon, Lü Mu Dui bamboo-staffed, hatted, before it.
Stunned—equal to Lü Dongxuan?
Excited inwardly, calm out.
Bowed: "Thank you."
Four towers rose, misty qi, origin ripples—divine.
Lakeside.
World agape.
Manifesting towers from void—immortal descent.
White Jade Capital: legendary blessed land!
Sky island: more ethereal, unfathomable.
Lu leaned Thousand Blades, balcony breeze.
No more towers—four for phase one.
Someday: twelve...
Ning Zhao poured wine.
Heart still shocked.
White Jade Capital: independent force!
More immortal now.
Elusive, untouchable.
Beiluo.
Commoners knelt skyward, excited, devout.
Chanted prayers, wishes...
Already immortal-like; now pure myth.
Lu Changkong stood.
Complex.
Devout citizens, awed cultivators.
Felt unusual.
Lu laying groundwork...
For what?
Unsure, but wistful.
Remodel stunned all.
Cultivators revered more.
How not—godlike!
Many pondered differently.
Grand remodel + auction in three days.
Spirits rose.
Already valued; now more—big move!
Many via dragon gates returned, spread word.
World stirred.
Tang Yimo sky-gazed White Jade Capital.
Swallowed—yearned Lu's enigma.
Parted Sima, dragon gate to South Commandery.
Rushed Nanjiang City.
Fundraise for auction.
Not just him—clan cultivators messaged; world surged.
Guessed auction purpose?
Sky island White Jade Capital.
Remodel done; Lu stayed atop.
Wheeled, eyes lining.
Mind in Preaching Platform.
Huge secret realm built; thought—massive Dao Stele placed, realm sublimating.
Spirit Pressure Board emerged, Five Phoenixes map.
Finger tapped.
Caressed, pointed spot.
Secret realm drop location.
...
South Commandery, seaside.
Trumpets blared amid petals; four hags carried sedan, red-robed emaciated man atop.
Tianxu Young Master cloth to mouth, coughed lightly.
Drew waist jade—soul fluctuation.
Analyzed.
Eyes flashed surprise.
"Auction?"
"What’s Lu bro doing?"
"Traveled far... for an auction?"
Behind.
Hags expressionless, grabbed petal handfuls, scattered.
"Enough—no one's watching, petals for ghosts?"
Pale Tianxu glanced.
Hag hesitated, scattered one more, stopped.
"Ask directions—heard dragon gates speed to Lu bro's abode."
Tianxu said.
Hags unmoved.
Glanced—liver ached.
Why these fools.
"Go..."
"That way."
Annoyed.
Hags moved; trumpets resounded, petals flew.
...
Du Longyang foot on ground.
Gazed boundless land.
"Weaker than thought..."
Frowned.
Expected top mid-martial like Tianyuan for Lu.
But powerhouses pitifully few.
Stepped air, over Nanjin City—ordinary folk, scarce cultivators.
Brows knit.
Suddenly, waist jade—Empress message.
Read; eyes flickered.
"Auction?"
"Breakthrough aid? What’s Young Master Lu selling?"
Inhaled.
Robes fluttered, void-plunged.
...
Ye Shoudao landed South edge.
Sensed Empress message; brow arched.
No doubt.
Nearest dragon gate to Beiluo.
High flight, spotted cloud-hidden Cloud Dragon Gate.
Like teleports in message.
World's uniqueness.
Atop.
Clouds rolled.
White dragon coiled, grave eyes.
Pressure immense on Cloud Dragon.
Ye Shoudao ignored.
Suddenly brow raised.
Gazed Star-Plucking Peak below.
Faint familiar aura.
