Chapter 739: The Sacred Land of Tianluo

The Heavenly Will Divine Furnace is located within the private territory of the Holy Mother of Tianluo. As an Immortal Sovereign, her private domain naturally lies at the highest point of the Cloud Immortal Realm and is known as the Sacred Land of Tianluo.
Su Che and his three companions had already reached the edge of chaos at the very top of the Cloud Immortal Realm, so it was not far to the Sacred Land of Tianluo.
After flying for a while, they saw in the distance a colorful nebula floating in the void, shaped like a top, resembling an enormous honeycomb with countless entrances.
Using methods to measure distances in the void, Su Che could estimate that the diameter of that nebula was at least several trillion li—enough to make it an extremely large private garden.
In the Earthly Immortal Realm, an area of about twenty trillion li constitutes the size of a continent, but that is merely a flat surface on the ground. This nebular garden, however, has a three-dimensional structure akin to a honeycomb, standing upright in the void, with tens of thousands of layers within it.
This roughly indicates that the Holy Mother’s private garden is as large as tens of thousands of continental realms.
This is the residence of an Immortal Sovereign.
“The Heavenly Will Divine Furnace is located in the upper part of the Sacred Land of Tianluo. You can enter through any entrance in that purple area.”
Emperor Feng Lin of the Immortals had visited there several times and was quite familiar with its rules.
It was already quite progressive for an Immortal Sovereign’s residence to allow free entry and exit. But undoubtedly, every immortal knew that once inside, one must carefully abide by the rules.
It’s like ordinary people entering the imperial palace—any slight mistake would result in severe punishment.
The three emperors slowed down as they flew toward one of the entrances with Su Che, then slowly flew inward along the towering entrance passage.
Su Che glanced around at the purple walls covered in countless murals and wondered if those walls were formed from clouds. He wanted to reach out and touch them but knew such an action would be childish and bring ridicule.
However, Lan Ling, who was curious about everything unknown, paid no mind to the possibility of ridicule. She moved swiftly with Su Che and brought them to the wall. Almost simultaneously, they reached out and touched it.
It was soft and highly elastic—indeed, it was formed by compressing clouds.
The clouds on ordinary planets are merely water vapor floating high in the sky, but the clouds in the Cloud Immortal Realm are highly condensed, nearly in a liquid state of immortal energy.
The “wall” they touched was immortal energy in a solid form after extreme compression.

A nebula cluster as large as tens of thousands of continent boundaries, all composed of solidified immortal energy—what kind of concept is that?
It’s the work of an Immortal Lord; the word “grand” is insufficient to describe it—only “luxurious” can suffice!
This is absolutely extravagant!
Lan Ling curled her lips and sent a message to Su Che: “See? All the good things are taken by you immortals, while the Origin Demons are pitifully poor. It’s only natural they hate you to the bone.”
Su Che replied via message, “Have you ever thought about why Heaven created the Origin Demons? What is your purpose in existence?”
“My purpose is to kill you all,” Lan Ling snorted. “Anyway, that’s what my instinct tells me.”
Before Su Che could respond, Zong Yi’s voice came from behind: “Let’s go. It’s not safe to stay here.”
“So full of complaints!”
Lan Xing muttered under his breath, but still flew back with Su Che to Zong Yi and Feng Lin, and the four of them continued onward.
After passing through a passage tens of thousands of miles long, they arrived in a normal world, with real soil and land beneath their feet. Every scene in this ethereal realm seemed meticulously crafted, breathtakingly beautiful.
An area spanning trillions of square miles—this was just one of the tens of thousands of floors in the Immortal Lord’s residence.
In the distance, on the plain, stood an astonishingly tall gatehouse. Even from thousands of miles away, the three characters “Tian Luo Men” could be clearly seen.
“There are countless such Tian Luo Men within the sacred lands. Outsiders must go and register on their own before they can proceed,” Feng Lin explained softly. “In the Immortal Realm, people keep coming to Tian Luo Sacred Land at all times, hoping to use the Heavenly Will Furnace to transform natural elements. If we wait in line according to the order of arrival, it will take us at least tens of thousands of years.”
Su Che nodded slightly. He could easily imagine the fierce competition involved. The reason the three Immortal Emperors came here together was to strengthen their team’s competitiveness.
With enough strength, one could cut in line and even reach a very front position—perhaps returning in just a dozen years.
Otherwise, waiting in line honestly would mean waiting tens of thousands of years—unimaginable.
Before landing at this “Tian Luo Men,” Su Che looked around but saw no one else. Aside from their four of them, not a single guardian was in sight.
Noticing the confusion on Su Che’s face, Emperor Feng Lin smiled and explained, “There are countless such Tian Luo Men within the sacred lands. But how could we assign so many Great Golden Immortals to guard each one? It has to be done this way…”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and tapped a character on the doorpost. Immediately, a teleportation array appeared out of thin air beneath the gate. After about fifteen minutes, a female Da Luo Jin Xian teleported in.
The woman wore a colorful dress, and there was an inscription reading “Tian Luo” on the jade pendant at her waist—clearly a follower of the Tian Luo Holy Mother Sect.
“I greet the three Immortal Emperors.”
Even as the master of this place, she, as a Da Luo Jin Xian, still had to show due respect to Feng Lin and the others. The minor Immortal Su Che was naturally ignored.
Within the Cloud Immortal Realm, only those with the cultivation level of Da Luo Jin Xian could survive for long. Thus, these attendants from the Tian Luo Sect must also be at least at the early stage of Da Luo Jin Xian, as no one below that level could be assigned such a role.
A Da Luo Jin Xian, for all their power, could only serve as an attendant here—seemingly demeaning, but in reality, it was a position highly sought after by many true immortals.
The reason wasn’t the good treatment associated with this role; the most important factor was the chance to regularly listen to the teachings of the Holy Mother Immortal.
Teachings were given only once every three thousand years, with limited spots—rare opportunities reserved only for insiders…
After a simple procedure, Emperor Feng Lin took a jade plaque from the Da Luo Jin Xian, which bore the serial number “37852”. This meant that before Su Che’s group, there were thirty-seven thousand eight hundred fifty-one other groups in line—waiting tens of thousands of years might not be enough, and it could even take over a hundred thousand years.
Bypassing the line was necessary!
In the Immortal Realm, strength came first, rules second, and reason last… Which is why the three Immortal Emperors were needed to prove the strength of their group.
After receiving the serial jade plaque, the Da Luo Jin Xian still didn’t leave, while Emperor Feng Lin and the old man Zong Yi both stared at Su Che.
“What’s the look?” Su Che asked, puzzled.
“Pay up!” Emperor Feng Lin said with a smirk. “Do I have to pay out of my own pocket just to do your job?”
“Pay? Oh, oh…” Su Che finally understood and quickly asked, “How much?”
“Ten million Immortal Crystals!” the female immortal replied gently.
Su Che paid ten million without showing any reaction, though he thought to himself, “A single ticket costs ten million? The Holy Mother Immortal really knows how to make money. With that Heavenly Will Furnace, she must be overflowing with wealth every day…”

Of course, spending ten million immortal crystals is well worth it. Although the success rate of using a heavenly treasure to transform it into a natural divine artifact in the Heavenly Will Divine Furnace isn’t high, apart from this method, no amount of immortal crystals can buy one in the Immortal Realm—no one would sell them at all.
“Wish you all good luck, may Heaven’s will favor you…”
The female immortal accepted the immortal crystals, offered her blessings, and left through the teleportation array.
Emperor Feng Lin held the ranking jade tablet and said to Su Che, “Each group cannot exceed five members. Anyone extra will be expelled from the Tianluo Holy Land. These are basic rules that must not be violated.”
“We’re only four people,” Su Che replied. “What if we add a late-stage Da Luo Golden Immortal? Wouldn’t that make our group stronger?”
“Yes.”
Feng Lin nodded. “I’ll be with them.”
Obviously, her personal space must contain a group of powerful subordinates—she just doesn’t need them to show up for now.
“Thank you, senior, for your generous help.”
Emperor Feng Lin thought so thoroughly that Su Che could only bow in gratitude once again.
But Feng Lin waved her hand lightly and said meaningfully, “It’s only because of my sister that I go to such lengths to help you. Don’t you know the real reason?”
Su Che was stunned, clearly unaware.
“It’s fine if you don’t know,” Emperor Feng Lin smiled faintly, clearly unwilling to reveal it on her own.
“What other reason could there be?” Su Che wondered, completely confused.
“Damn it!”
Lao He was slapping his forehead in the Immortal Prison, almost falling over. “My master’s male charm is truly astonishing—even an immortal can be utterly captivated by such an emperor…”
“Well, that’s the only reason I can think of,” Su Che teased him. “As the Creator, I already possess the ability to charm and influence all living beings.”
This tactic worked—Lao He immediately fell silent and went to find a place to vomit.
Su Che really couldn’t figure out the reason, and he didn’t bother to think about it. After all, it was good to have someone willing to help him wholeheartedly. That was enough.
“Idiot!”
Lan Ling twisted his arm under his armpit and transmitted her voice, “What other reason could there be? It’s simply because they predicted you might become something important in the future, so they’re investing in you now to establish a favor. If you can’t even figure that out, how stupid do you have to be?”
“Is that so?”
Su Che replied via telepathy, “I thought only you would have such insight.”

Lan Ling curled her lips and retorted, “That little widow in your shop must be thinking the same way, which is why she clung to you so early on.”
“Yuan Yuan…”
Su Che fell into deep thought.
“Remember, you’re my man!”
Lan Ling warned him harshly again, “If anyone dares to take you from me, I’ll kill her and abuse you along the way. If you don’t believe me, just wait and see!”
Su Che could only remain silent. He was in her arms now; arguing with her was unwise.
Lao He, on the other hand, reveled in the chaos, wishing for more trouble: “The real master is in the Barbaric Immortal Realm—a female giant over six thousand zhang tall. Go kill her!”
Tian Yin!
Not even Su Che could imagine what Tian Yin’s image as the Great Witch would be like.
Black hair covering the sky, standing on rivers of stars, a dragon coiled around her left hand, a python wrapped around her right arm, scales covering her body, totems all over her face—with each breath, mountains and rivers shattered…
Would my woman be like this?