Chapter 1670: I’ll Use It for 300 Years (1)
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The term ‘acting master’ spoke for itself—

it signified the role of a temporary manager entrusted with governing authority.

As a human and a Quasi Immortal, this responsibility matched him.

“Master, we have some speculations about your identity. For the Nine Shores Immortal Palace to arrange your descent into this universe and immediately designate it as your private domain…”

Before the immortal palace, an elder with a third eye on his forehead bowed deeply to Xu Qing and spoke respectfully.

“Such occurrences, throughout history, have only been reserved for the human lineage direct descendants who ascended from the Immortal Capital.”

“I presume, Master, you are one of this cycle’s ascendants from the Immortal Capital.”

“As for Lord Kunwu… he, like you, is said to be one of the ascendants from a previous cycle of the Immortal Capital. He also has his own universe, but it seems that this place is particularly conducive to his cultivation.”

“So, after he arrived a thousand years ago, he didn’t leave…”

“He’s a human and the Nine Shores Heaven is too big…”

At this point, the old man glanced at Xu Qing, who stood within the meteorite immortal palace.

“In the Nine Shores Heaven, any universe without a master is considered an unclaimed domain. Such universes often harbor human cultivators and others cultivating within them.”

“In the case of the Ink Yang Universe, prior to Lord Kunwu’s arrival, it too had other human cultivators occupying it. However, over the past millennia, they were expelled by Lord Kunwu.”

The old man carefully spoke. He didn’t want to offend either Kunwu or the person in front of him. Hence, he could only hint.

When Xu Qing heard this, he fell into deep thought.

“So, in other words, the title acting master is just a designation and doesn’t actually mean authority?”

The old man hesitated before finally nodding.

“Yes.”

“It has been countless years since there was a master of the immortal palace in the Ink Yang Universe. With this position vacant, many have come and gone over time… it has always been this way. Thus, over the past thousand years, everyone has simply followed Lord Kunwu’s arrangements.”

At this point, the old man revealed a bitter smile.

“In reality… there are many universes in the Nine Shores Heaven, so even when every ascender is rewarded with a universe, the likelihood of being assigned to the Ink Yang Universe is quite low.

“We were surprised by Master’s arrival this time. Presumably, Lord Kunwu was also surprised.”

Xu Qing’s gaze gradually turned cold.

At this moment, he already understood some of the underlying rules within the Nine Shores Heaven.

Given the vastness of the Nine Shores Heaven and the sheer number of universes within it, it was impossible for each universe to have specific arrangements. As a result, there were many unclaimed universes.

These unclaimed universes naturally became targets, and once someone entered them, they could roam freely by leveraging their status as humans.

“This is perhaps a practice tacitly approved by the Nine Shores Immortal Palace. After all, the Fifth Star Ring has always adhered to the principle of selecting the strong through competition!”

“It’s natural selection.”

Xu Qing’s gaze landed on the peculiar Ink Land area.

“However, these nonhumans all know of my arrival. It’s unlikely that this person doesn’t know.”

“Knowing this yet choosing not to leave, and instead crushing that wisp of my divine sense—this is an unwelcome guest.”

“Since he is an unwelcome guest, I just have to chase him away.”

Xu Qing’s heart was calm. He didn’t bother with the kneeling cultivators and walked out of the Immortal Palace, out of the meteorite it was on, and into the starry sky.

Space and time flowed under his feet, and the void rippled around him.

Xu Qing stepped upon space-time and the void. Amid the astonished and trembling minds of the various nonhuman leaders in this place, his divine sense became the medium, drawing forth the threads of space-time of the Ink Yang Universe.

Weng!

He disappeared.

Although Xu Qing had left, the nonhuman cultivators who were kneeling around him felt their hearts tremble with intense fluctuations, as if a raging storm were surging within them.

Especially the ones at the peak of the Ruler realm; their minds were reverberating with deafening roars.

They were no ordinary beings. In fact, if it weren’t for the limitations imposed by the Fifth Star Ring, they would have become immortals long ago. As such, each of them possessed extraordinary insight.

And the greater their understanding, the more tumultuous the shock in their hearts became at this moment.

“Space-time?”

“This master’s Ordinance… is actually space-time!”

“Although his cultivation is only at the Ruler realm and the immortal embryo is only in the Illusion of Truth stage, the feeling he gave off just now was definitely not at the Ruler realm!”

“This person… what rank is he in this batch of ascenders?”

While the hearts of the nonhumans were trembling, at the edge of the area where the fish head was located that was like a black hole but also like the sun…

A middle-aged cultivator sat cross-legged.

His expression was cold and indifferent. He wore a luxurious robe, and his long blue hair swayed gently. At this moment, he had his eyes closed.

He held a fishing rod in his hand!

The fishing line was submerged into the black hole-like abyss ahead, as he calmly fished.

At the next instant, he frowned slightly and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the distant starry sky.

Almost at the instant he looked over, the starry sky wrinkled!

It was as though it had turned into a piece of paper that instantly folded countless times. After that, it became a gate and Xu Qing’s figure walked out.

The moment he appeared, Xu Qing’s expression remained emotionless. His gaze fell upon the middle-aged cultivator who was fishing, and then he glanced at the black hole in the Ink Land, where the fishing line had descended.

The starry sky behind him had returned to normal.

“Origin essence?”

Xu Qing’s gaze froze.

Previously, he had only sent a wisp of his divine sense over but it was quickly crushed. His attention was all on that unwelcome guest, so he didn’t sense the profundity of the Ink Land’s black hole.

Now that he was here personally, he instantly sensed that there was actually origin essence energy in the black hole.

Maybe it was because the Ink Land was special, or maybe the black hole itself had a suction force, so the origin essence inside couldn’t overflow. It could only be drawn out in this way, by using the method of fishing.

However, it still caused Xu Qing’s spirits to be lifted.