The Monarch of the Nine States

The next day, within the Vastheaven Realm.

When Cang Yun walked out of the teleportation formation, he could hear the bustling noises coming from the surroundings. He looked at the scene of prosperity before him and smiled faintly.

He was the young master of the Vastheaven Realm, and every inch of land here was his home. The feeling of returning home made him excited.

"Young master?"

"Young Lord, you're back!"

"Quickly report to the sector lord!"

At this time, a few guards guarding the Teleportation Formation noticed Cang Yun. After a moment of surprise, they surrounded him in pleasant surprise. Their expressions were filled with warmth and respect.

"There's no need to trouble everyone else. I can go back by myself." Cang Yun smiled and waved it off as he replied.

Hearing this, the guards smiled and nodded their heads. They had worked in the Vastheaven Realm for a long time and had interacted with Cang Yun quite a bit. They knew that the latter was approachable and did not care about the complicated rules, so they smiled and watched Cang Yun leave.

When Cang Yun's figure disappeared from the end of the street, one of the guards withdrew his smile and shook his head slightly. He sighed with some regret.

"Ahh, the heavens are truly blind. The young master is such a good person, yet he was forced to experience such a disaster."

"Yeah, but I believe that the good will eventually be rewarded one day!" Another guard muttered.

Everyone nodded when they heard this. Clearly, they were looking forward to that day.

On the other side, Cang Yun, who had passed by the guards, arrived in front of a huge mansion not long after. As he looked over, he saw the words' Blue Mansion 'on the mansion's plaque.

There were many guards guarding the front of the Blue Palace. However, Cang Yun did not bother with them. After he lightly smiled and nodded to them, he immediately rushed inside.

After passing through the wide courtyard and taking a look at the empty living room from afar, Cang Yun turned and walked directly towards the study.

Jiyaaa!

After arriving at the study room, Cang Yun gently pushed open the half-closed door and stuck his head in. When he saw the middle-aged man who was writing something down in the room, his lips curled up into a smile.

"Father!"

After shouting at the middle-aged man, Cang Yun walked in with a mischievous smile.

The middle-aged man in front of them was dressed in a cyan long robe. He was tall and straight, and had a resolute face that gave off a sense of vicissitudes. This man was Cang Yun's father, Cang Yuanfeng!

"You stinking brat, you're already so big, yet you still don't have any rules." The middle-aged man stopped writing as the imposing aura around his body disappeared. He raised his head to look at Cang Yun and jokingly scolded him. However, there was no reprimand in his eyes. Instead, there was a surge of warmth.

"Heh, wasn't it because I missed you so much that I forgot about you?" Cang Yun scratched his head, and then, he arrived beside his father Cang Yuanfeng. After looking at the letter on the table that had not yet closed, he asked: "Dad, who are you writing to?"

"To your Uncle Zhou, it's been a long time since we last met. Write a letter to reminisce about the past." Cang Yuanfeng smiled, and then, he closed the letter and stuffed it into the envelope.

"To reminisce about old times? "Dad, I don't think you and Uncle Zhou have been in contact for two years. Now that you want to write a letter to reminisce about the past, are you hiding something from me?" Cang Yun blinked his eyes as he spoke because he had faintly seen the words' underworld 'on the letter. This meant that the contents of this letter were not as simple as simple reminiscing of the past.

Thinking about what he knew, it was not hard for Cang Yun to guess that his father was worried about the matters of the Netherworld.

Hearing this, Cang Yuanfeng smiled and shook his head. "Looks like I can't hide it from you, kid. Tell me, what do you know?"

"Hey, I don't know much." Seeing Cang Yuanfeng's questioning gaze, Cang Yun gave a brief summary of the news that Xu Guang had told him.

"Hmph, those bastards from the Netherworld actually want to take advantage of the young disciples of my Vastheaven World. They've really made a good plan!"

The young disciples were extremely important to any power, as they represented their power's hope and future. Therefore, this move of the Netherworld was not something that could be described as ruthless. If it was successful, it would be an extremely serious blow to the Vastheaven Realm.

"That being said, we have no reason to avoid war. Dad, do you have any plans?" Cang Yun asked as he picked up the teapot on the table, poured two cups of tea, passed one to Cang Yuanfeng, and drank the other by himself.

"Nope."

Cang Yuanfeng shook his head helplessly. But soon after, he saw the relaxed and indifferent Cang Yun, who was drinking his tea leisurely beside him. A trace of light flashed across his deep eyes, and he asked: "You have a solution, kid?"

"There is one way, but it depends on whether you have enough things prepared in the next two years." Cang Yun said with a smile.

Prepared items?

Cang Yuanfeng was a little suspicious at first, but suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Cang Yun, and asked in pleasant surprise, "You condensed a blood source?"

However, according to the latter's calculations, the arrival of this day should still require a few more days, but he did not expect it to be brought forward so early. This made Cang Yuan Mountain feel a little pleasantly surprised; after all, the great war was coming soon, so it was naturally good for Cang Yun to recover his strength a little earlier.

"I finished it yesterday." Cang Yun nodded his head, yet his countenance was as calm as ever. He had paid too much in the past two years, and it was only natural that he would need to pay a bit more attention to this.

"Hey brat, why did you come back so quickly? So you couldn't wait to snatch your father's collection." Cang Yuanfeng laughed and scolded, then nodded and said: "Don't worry, all the things you need have been prepared. I guarantee to make you satisfied, brat."

"Heh, then thank you, Dad." Cang Yun scratched his head embarrassedly, but the eagerness in his eyes was obvious. He didn't need to be polite to his own father.

The path of cultivation first started with the Origin Condensation Realm, which meant that the blood origin would be condensed according to the name, and then the Blood Spirit Realm. This stage required the help of many external forces to help the blood origin grow and awaken a strange spirit power, and only by completing this step could the blood origin be able to produce a unique source energy.

Now that Cang Yun had successfully formed his blood source, he would need external help to form his blood source and step into the Blood Spirit Realm.

Moreover, the higher the grade of the blood source a martial artist possessed, the more quantity and quality of blood essence they would need to awaken their Spirit Accumulation. Thus, in order for this day to come, Cang Yuanfeng had already begun preparing two years ago.

After two years of preparation, in addition to Cang Yuanfeng's strength as the master of a realm, it was not hard to imagine just how astonishing that collection would be. As a result, Cang Yun could not help but feel anticipation.