Toast to the bright moon

Traversing the Nine Provinces in the Immortal Cultivation World, Lu Yuan possessed the Dao Fruit of longevity, an eternal lifespan. If he were careful, he could anticipate the Immortal Method.
This was indeed a beautiful thing.
However, he was born during the Age of Dharma Decline, with spiritual energy depleted and the Immortal Method difficult. The great path was elusive.
Even worse, the Immortal Cultivation World of the Nine Provinces was on the verge of collapse, and the four poles were about to fall, marking the end of an era.
If that was the case, why shouldn't a man take up his sword and conquer fifty states across the mountains?
To survive in the Age of Dharma Decline, Lu Yuan cultivated the ancient Way of Control Pneuma, established an Immortal Dynasty, and gathered Qi Luck. He brought order to the Nine Provinces and peace to the four seas.
Gathering strength from across the world, he ascended to immortality step by step.
In ancient times, there were three Human Emperors: Hua Guang, Xia Xi, and Hao Tian.
Who is the Human Emperor now?
It is Emperor Chu Luyuan.

To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

Chaos, utter chaos, everything was in disarray.


As the news of the duel between Fang Tianying and Mo Baichuan on Fairy Maiden Ridge spread, the entire martial arts world of Yue Country and Lingnan began to boil.


Top-notch experts, renowned throughout the world, were typically Sect Leaders, holding esteemed positions and possessing formidable strength. Such figures would not engage in battles lightly.


In the regions of Jiangzuo and Lingnan, it had been nearly ten years since people of such calibre had fought in a decisive battle.


Thus, when the news spread, all martial artists who had heard about it rushed to the scene, whether they could make it in time or not.


In order to take shortcuts, some even traversed Dayu Mountain like hunters.


Anyway, they were all skilled martial artists; encountering tigers or wolves in the mountains would only require a sword strike or two, hardly posing a threat.


Chapter 39: Chaos