Chapter 341 Nascent Soul Formation! The Final Strike! (Seeking Subscriptions! It seems I might have to add another chapter today?)
Half a month passed quickly, and Yunxi City was as bustling as ever.
Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged violently without warning!
Centered on the core cultivation tower of the inner city, thick, murky, and viscous black demonic energy shot into the sky, instantly turning that area into a dark abyss! The
demonic energy churned, accompanied by the faint sounds of ghosts wailing and gods howling, and also by the oppressive feeling of the heavy earth and stone. In stark contrast, a magnificent radiance descended from the higher heavens! Five colors flowed, auspicious energy streamed, celestial music faintly emanated, and auspicious clouds gathered. The spiritual energy within hundreds of miles around converged, forming a massive vortex of spiritual energy! This magnificent celestial phenomenon was a gift from heaven and earth, a sign of the condensation of a Nascent Soul! In an instant, the sky above Yunxi City was filled with both eerie demonic energy and magnificent rosy light, a sight both strange and spectacular. "A... a Nascent Soul celestial phenomenon?!" "Someone is forming a Nascent Soul in Yunxi City?!" "Such terrifying demonic energy... it's actually a demonic cultivator forming a Nascent Soul!" " How can there be such a powerful demonic cultivator in Yunxi City, especially in the inner city? Could this person be from the Xu family?" "Is the Xu family going to produce a second Nascent Soul-level warrior?!" The entire city was in an uproar, with countless cultivators rushing to the streets and rooftops, gazing in awe at this once-in-a-lifetime spectacle. Before long, within the churning demonic clouds, a hundred-foot-tall, blurry-faced yet imposing illusory figure of a demonic Nascent Soul gradually materialized and manifested! Although the illusory figure appeared somewhat ethereal, the Nascent Soul pressure emanating from it, as heavy as a mountain and as strict as a prison, was undeniably real, causing people's souls to tremble. "He succeeded in forming his Nascent Soul!" "That demonic cultivator succeeded!" "Could that person be a newly recruited guest elder of the Xu family?" "I don't think so! The Xu family's cultivation methods are magnificent; how could they accept such a demon?" "A Nascent Soul... Even for us Golden Core cultivators, it's difficult, let alone a Nascent Soul!" "Gaining a thousand years of life in a single day, this person has ascended to heaven in one step!" Many Foundation Establishment cultivators sighed with emotion. Yan Family Mansion. The Yan family patriarch stood solemnly in the sky, his gaze fixed on the enormous Nascent Soul phantom in the inner city: "A demonic Nascent Soul, who exactly is he?" Yan Family. The Yan family patriarch, Yan Yue, and Yan Hanxiao also stood in the air, gazing into the distance. Yan Hanxiao asked, "Ancestor, who do you think this person is? Is he a demonic cultivator recruited by the Xu family?" "Probably not," the Yan family patriarch stroked his beard. "The opportunity to reach the Nascent Soul stage is extremely rare. Without this assistance, even hundreds of Golden Core cultivators attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage would only have a less than one percent chance of success. If I'm not mistaken, that person should be the one who won the Nascent Soul opportunity at the 'Cloud Creek Gathering.' But to find out he's a demonic cultivator... I thought it was the Blazing Sun True Monarch of the Heavenly Feather Sect." "Indeed, who wouldn't guess that?" Yan Hanxiao sighed. "After all, the Heavenly Feather Sect and the Xu family have a close relationship. If the Blazing Sun True Monarch achieves Nascent Soul, it will be a great help to the Xu family." Yan Yue remained silent. The Tang family. The Tang family members were discussing amongst themselves. The Tang family patriarch remained silent, thinking to himself, "What exactly is the Xu family plotting? The opportunity to form a Nascent Soul wasn't given to True Monarch Lieyang. Who is this person? However, the Xu family had him cultivate in seclusion in Yunxi City, so their relationship must be quite close." At the Tianling Sect's headquarters, True Monarch Lieyang stood with his hands behind his back in the air, gazing at the hundred-foot-tall phantom of the demonic infant, his expression extremely complex. Envy, longing, shock, and a hint of bitterness intertwined. Finally, it culminated in a soft sigh. "A Nascent Soul," he murmured, his hand clenching slightly within his sleeve. The Nascent Soul was so close to him, yet seemed so far away. Between them lay life and death! Beside him, True Monarch Yanzhen and Rong Tianyang were also shaken. Yan Zhenzhen pondered, "A demonic Nascent Soul?! So the Xu family actually gave that Nascent Soul formation opportunity to a demonic cultivator. What is Xu Chuan thinking?! I really want to find him and ask him for an explanation!" "Junior Brother Yan Zhen, no need to say more." Lieyang Zhenjun waved his hand to stop him, his gaze still fixed on the gradually solidifying demonic infant's dharma image. "Fellow Daoist Kurong has his reasons for doing things, and besides, this is the Xu family's own opportunity. It's their own business who they choose to give it to. Can we force them?" " That's true, but even if they kept it for themselves to use when forming their Nascent Soul, that would be fine. But to give it to a demonic cultivator, if I'm not mistaken, this person must be a powerful figure from a top-tier force in the Greedy Wolf Prefecture. Shouldn't they have a grudge against each other after experiencing the war between the two prefectures?" He paused. "Sigh, never mind." Yan Zhenzhen flicked his sleeves, turned, and flew back to his cave, saying as he flew, "If my junior sister asks me to refine a high-grade magic weapon for the Xu family again, I'll have to think it over carefully." He was a man of genuine feelings, not particularly cunning. He devoted himself entirely to the study of weapon crafting, which is why he had achieved his current level of skill in the art. He had quite a reputation throughout Tiannan. After all, there weren't many people who could refine top-tier magic weapons, and even fewer who could do it at the Golden Core stage. Most of them were at the Nascent Soul stage. The other Golden Core cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators, and guest elders of various families in the city were mostly filled with shock and envy at this moment.
The Nascent Soul realm is a true chasm that distinguishes the top experts in the cultivation world.
Most cultivators, even those in the Golden Core stage, rarely witness the Nascent Soul formation phenomenon in their lifetime.
To see it today is truly awe-inspiring.
The celestial phenomenon lasted for about half an incense stick's time before the hundred-foot-tall demonic infant phantom slowly disappeared into the cultivation tower, and the overwhelming demonic energy and multicolored light gradually dissipated.
However, the lingering aura of the Nascent Soul's immense power lingered above Yunxi City, imprinted in the hearts of every cultivator who witnessed it.
"Finally, the Nascent Soul has formed."
Above the Xu residence, Xu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Beside him stood the burly, half-human, half-dragon transformed demon, Mo Yue.
"Xu Chuan, it seems that Gu Xuanyou's efforts weren't in vain. The chaos in Tiancang Prefecture is nearing its end; now it's time to let Tanlang Prefecture cause some chaos." Xu
Chuan smiled, offering no rebuttal.
"Let's go, the phenomenon has disappeared, let's go take a look."
The two of them immediately flew towards the cultivation tower.
The two did not rush in, but remained in the void a hundred feet away from the cultivation tower.
"Patriarch Xu, Fellow Daoist Mo Yue, I, Gu, still need to go into seclusion for half a month to stabilize my realm. It's not convenient to meet you
now, please forgive me." "City Lord Gu, you're too kind." Xu Chuan smiled, "I've only come to congratulate you on successfully
forming your Nascent Soul." "Haha, it's all thanks to Patriarch Xu for the opportunity to form your Nascent Soul ."
"What gift? It's merely a transaction between us." "Patriarch Xu, you don't understand what forming your Nascent Soul represents. Only those who truly enter it can know—a qualitative leap in strength, a lifespan of a thousand years. How can these be compared to a mere transaction?" After a pause, Gu Xuanyou added, "In short, I'll remember this favor and repay it in the future." Xu Chuan smiled slightly, "Then Fellow Daoist Gu, continue your seclusion. Just inform me when you leave, and I'll see you off." "Of course." With that, he fell silent. Xu Chuan and Mo Yue returned to the Xu residence. At this moment, Xu Mingxian, Ye Fan and his wife, and Xu Deling were all gathered in Xu Chuan's courtyard. Ye Fan said, "Master, the formation of the Nascent Soul stage by the Ancient You City Lord will surely cause quite a stir. Should our Xu family explain this to the public?" "Explain what?" Xu Chuan smiled. "No need for much explanation. At most, Gu Xuanyou will leave in a month, and his strength will eventually be revealed. But before that, he will definitely deliver a heavy blow to the Greedy Wolf Sect. This is advantageous to our Xu family. If it is exposed too early, it will not be good." "What about the Heavenly Feather Sect..." Ye Fan glanced at Xu Deling, who sighed softly, "Senior Brother Lieyang will inevitably be moved by this scene. I only hope that he will not develop any demonic obstacles." "There is no need for explanation either. This is a major plan for our Xu family. How can it be easily interfered with? Just do it as usual. It is our Xu family's business to whomever we entrust our opportunities. If the Heavenly Forging Sect has an opportunity to form a Nascent Soul, can our Xu family obtain it by begging?" Xu Chuan's voice was calm, but it revealed an unyielding aura. "Yes, Master." A month later. Gu Xuanyou emerged from seclusion, concealing his presence, and headed to the Xu residence. Mo Yue, naturally sensing this, reminded Xu Chuan. "Go and invite him in," Xu Chuan said. Soon after, Mo Yue led Gu Xuanyou to the main hall of the Xu family. The hall was quiet, with only a jade table, two jade cups, and a pot of warmed spiritual wine, its fragrance wafting. Xu Chuan rose, smiling and cupping his hands: "City Lord Gu, congratulations on taking another step forward in your cultivation. Please try my Xu family's special brew, 'First-Class Intoxication'." Gu Xuanyou smiled slightly, sat down, and without hesitation, drank the wine in one gulp. The wine entered his throat, transforming into a gentle and mellow spiritual energy that spread throughout his body. He praised, "Excellent wine! Patriarch Xu is very kind." "I'm glad City Lord Gu likes it." Xu Chuan refilled his cup and took a sip himself. After several rounds of drinks... Gu Xuanyou put down his cup, his expression turning solemn. He said in a low voice, "Patriarch Xu, I have come here for two reasons: first, to say goodbye, and second, to entrust you with a matter." "Please speak." "My matter of forming my Nascent Soul still needs to be kept secret for now and should not be made public immediately. I hope the Xu family can keep it a secret." Gu Xuanyou looked intently at Xu Chuan. Xu Chuan showed no surprise upon hearing this, as if he had already anticipated it, and readily nodded: "Of course. City Lord Gu has just reached the Nascent Soul stage, and his foundation needs to be stable. A sudden exposure would easily attract the attention of the Greedy Wolf Sect." Seeing Xu Chuan's understanding, Gu Xuanyou felt slightly relieved, and then asked, "Patriarch Xu, what do you think I should do next?" Xu Chuan tapped the table lightly with his fingertip, pondered for a moment, and said slowly, "If you intend to conceal it, you must plan carefully before acting, and first thoroughly stabilize your Nascent Soul realm. If I am not mistaken, City Lord Gu's internal mana has not yet been fully converted into Nascent Soul level mana, right?" "That is indeed the case." Gu Xuanyou did not hide anything and nodded in agreement. "The Greedy Wolf Sect is the most powerful sect in the Greedy Wolf Manor. Qi Tianxiong is domineering, and your foundation is unstable. A direct confrontation is not the best strategy. You should at least have the ability to escape from him. Then, set up a trap." "Oh? I'd like to hear the details." "Use the opening of a secret realm or the appearance of innate spiritual objects as bait. Spread the news to lure several elders of the Greedy Wolf Sect to gather in one place." A glint flashed in Xu Chuan's eyes. "At that time, the Ancient City Lord will reappear and use his Nascent Soul power to strike with lightning speed, aiming to kill several of his core elders in one blow."
"It doesn't have to be a complete annihilation, but it must be crippling."
Gu Xuanyou frowned slightly. "This plan is brilliant, but such a severe blow will surely enrage Qi Tianxiong, who will personally retaliate. I fear I will be unable to withstand it."
"Retaliation is inevitable, and war is unavoidable."
Xu Chuan's tone was calm yet resolute. "But City Lord Gu doesn't need to seek victory. Just make him understand that he can't do anything to you.
Fight and retreat as needed, retreat and hide as needed.
If he dares to threaten you with the lives of millions in Gu You City, you should threaten him back!
Unless the disciples of the Greedy Wolf Sect never step out of the mountain gate again, kill them one by one.
As the head of a sect, Qi Tianxiong has many entanglements and will definitely be hesitant to act rashly."
He paused, then continued to analyze: "In the struggle between Nascent Soul forces, unless one is absolutely certain of eradicating the other, who would willingly push someone to the brink? Even
a cornered beast will fight back." "
Even a Nascent Soul cultivator like myself, in the Tiancang Sect, for hundreds of years, the sect has suppressed all sides, thus preventing the rise of any new Nascent Soul forces.
But when the Mo family's ancestor truly achieved Nascent Soul status, didn't the Tiancang Sect have no choice but to acquiesce?
In the previous war between the two prefectures, Qi Tianxiong was convinced of the trump card of the Heavenly Demon Lord, which is why he dared to launch the war, intending to annex Tiancang Prefecture in one fell swoop.
Unfortunately, man proposes
, God disposes." After listening, Gu Xuanyou pondered for a long time, then raised his cup in a toast, saying, "Patriarch
Xu's insight is astute, your words have awakened me from my dream. I will certainly remember these words."
Xu Chuan raised his cup in response, smiling, "City Lord Gu's foundation is already solid, his future is limitless."
"Instead, the Xu family is on the verge of controlling Tiancang Prefecture. I, Gu, wish the Xu family swift success and dominion over the prefecture!" Gu Xuanyou said sincerely.
"Thank you for your kind words, Brother Gu."
The two smiled at each other and drank the spiritual wine in their cups in one gulp.
Everything was understood without words.
The wine was finished, and the words were spoken.
Gu Xuanyou rose, bowed to Xu Chuan and Mo Yue standing beside him, and then vanished like smoke, his aura completely concealed, as if he had never been there.
Xu Chuan sat alone in the hall, slowly finishing the last of his wine, gazing in the direction Gu Xuanyou had disappeared, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
At this moment, the two seemed to have a very close relationship, calling each other brothers.
But when their interests were threatened one day, they would inevitably turn against each other.
Xu Chuan seemed to be helping Gu Youcheng, but wasn't he also using someone else to do his dirty work?
Only when they were both severely injured could the Demon Heaven Chamber of Commerce truly rise to prominence.
"Two people, eight hundred schemes, you scheming people are all dirty-hearted," Mo Yue sneered.
"You want to learn, but you might not even be able to," Xu Chuan laughed, unconcerned by his comments.
"Hehe, I don't do such nonsense!" Mo Yue said, "If I had the strength, I could just go straight in and sweep them aside. Anyone who doesn't submit will be beaten into submission.
If they still don't submit, I'll annihilate them!"
"Yes, having strength does allow one to do whatever one wants, but do we have it now?" Xu Chuan laughed, "If you want to completely suppress Qi Tianxiong,
or rather, kill him, you'll need at least the strength of the mid-stage of the fourth rank.
And it will probably take you hundreds of years to reach that level.
By the time you reach that level, my Xu family will already have several Nascent Soul cultivators, and we won't need you to charge into battle anymore."
Mo Yue was dumbfounded, but felt he couldn't refute it.
"I won't argue with someone from the Heart!"
Mo Yue immediately turned and left.
The day of Xu Chuan and the others' return was getting closer and closer.
At the same time.
In the prison. In the Immortal
Martial Alliance, something else happened.
Xu Jingwu's adoptive parents both passed away peacefully in their old age, and countless family elders from the Immortal Martial Alliance came to pay their respects.
Ten miles of white sails were like snow, and paper money flew everywhere as hundreds of thousands of martial artists saw them off.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang were just ordinary people, not even martial artists.
But because their "eldest son," Jiang Wu, was the pioneer of the second realm of martial arts, the one who reshaped martial arts and laid its foundation,
he was a monument and leader in the hearts of all martial artists in the Immortal Martial Alliance!
Their peaceful passing caused quite a stir.
This was a classic case of one person changing an entire family!
Therefore, families large and small devoted all their efforts to cultivating their geniuses, hoping they could one day lead their families to rise again.
When the news spread, all the martial arts families in Guangling County City, regardless of their other matters, put aside their own and rushed to the Jiang residence.
The mourning procession was endless.
On the day of the funeral, as dawn broke
, Jiang Feng, his hands trembling slightly, carried his parents' memorial tablets and walked at the front.
His face was sorrowful, his eyes sunken, and every step he took was heavy.
Originally, it should have been Xu Jingwu who did it, but Xu Jingwu already knew that he was only adopted by the Jiang family, and that Jiang Feng was his parents' biological son.
Therefore, he decided to let Jiang Feng do it.
Jiang Feng argued several times to no avail, and had no choice but to comply.
As for Xu Jingwu, he carried the coffin with both hands, his figure as upright as a pine tree, his steps steady, concealing all his sorrow in his eyes, personally seeing his parents off on their final journey.
The procession slowly emerged from the west gate of the county town, and according to the Jiang couple's wishes, they would be buried in their ancestral home, Fushan Village.
Initially, it was the martial artists and ordinary people in the city who silently joined in.
Later, in the villages and towns along the way, martial artists who had heard the news kept putting down their work, spontaneously donning white clothes, and silently following behind the funeral procession.
The procession grew like a snowball, from several thousand to tens of thousands, then to hundreds of thousands… a vast and orderly spectacle.
This sight drew countless onlookers and members of surrounding factions, who were secretly astonished.
"This…this is Elder Jiang Wu's prestige? Truly astonishing," a merchant-warrior from afar murmured in amazement beside the official road.
"The Jiang couple truly accumulated great virtue, raising such a prodigy. Their current honors are quite fitting," an old man sighed
, stroking his beard. Others, their eyes gleaming, whispered to their companions, "Judging by this momentum…if Elder Jiang Wu were to reach the peak of the Yuanwu realm one day,
with his prestige among warriors and the common people, could he…approach the position of Grand Elder of the Immortal Martial Alliance?"
one asked tentatively, his eyes filled with speculation.
Those around immediately shook their heads: "Difficult! The position of Grand Elder is not easily obtained. It represents the highest power in the Immortal Martial Alliance, and the Immortal Martial Alliance ultimately comes first in the name of the Immortal!"
"Yes, although there are many martial arts practitioners, our Immortal Martial Alliance only has six or seven second-realm martial artists now, and the path to the Yuanwu Realm is not yet fully perfected.
It depends on whether someone can fully open it up!"
Many people felt it was unlikely.
The person who initially asked the question pondered: "However... things are unpredictable. What if in the future, martial arts can truly surpass the Immortal Path?
Who can say for sure what the future holds?"
At this moment, another slightly calmer voice interjected: "Whether martial arts can rise is still uncertain. Don't forget, above the Immortal Martial Alliance, there is the Xu family of Dongxi.
The Xu family firmly controls the Grand Elder and many important positions, and Xu Mingwei has even entered the Golden Core stage and become a Supreme Elder.
If they do not allow it, martial arts cannot surpass the Immortal Path!"
These words were like a bucket of cold water, cooling down the previously heated discussion considerably.
Yes, the Xu family of Dongxi, they are a towering mountain above all the forces of the Immortal Martial Alliance!
The group exchanged a knowing glance, saying nothing more, their gazes returning to the endless white procession, each lost in thought.
The funeral procession, having traversed mountains and rivers, finally arrived at Fushan Village.
This peaceful little village had been
prepared according to Xu Jingwu and Jiang Feng's wishes. On a hillside behind the village, with excellent feng shui and a view of their old residence, a simple yet solemn mausoleum had been built.
Bluestone paved the ground, surrounded by pines and cypresses, with a babbling brook.
There were no extravagant decorations, only solemnity and tranquility.
The burial ceremony took place at sunset.
The setting sun, like blood, illuminated the white expanse covering the mountains.
Jiang Feng placed the memorial tablet on the altar.
Xu Jingwu personally led the others in slowly lowering the double coffins into the burial chamber.
Handfuls of yellow earth fell, covering the coffins, seemingly burying a difficult yet warm period of time.
Without uttering many words, Xu Jingwu simply kowtowed three times before the grave, each thud resounding. Jiang Feng was already in tears, prostrate on the ground.
Countless martial artists bowed in unison, bidding a final farewell to this ordinary couple who had raised a martial arts legend.
The evening wind whistled through the pine forest, sounding like a mournful lament.
After the funeral, the crowd silently dispersed into the night, and Fushan Village returned to tranquility, leaving only the newly built cemetery standing quietly under the moonlight.
Xu Jingwu dismissed his attendants and stood alone before his parents' graves for a long time.
"Father and Mother, I haven't told you yet, but I have found my family. They are truly remarkable and admirable.
Soon, I plan to return.
I will always remember your dying wishes.
I will take care of my second brother, as well as my nephew and niece. Rest in peace."
Xu Jingwu knelt again and kowtowed three more times.
Then he departed under the moonlight.
Within a few days...
The scene of Xu Jingwu escorting the two elders to their burial caused a stir in Guangling County and the Immortal Alliance market.
With the rise of martial arts,
martial artists have stood up!
Naturally, this has led to numerous conflicts, large and small,
though they are all kept dormant.
Currently, Xu Jingwu's prestige within the Immortal Martial Alliance is probably second only to the Supreme Elder Xu Mingwei and the Grand Elder Xu Mingyuan.
Many Immortal Alliance elders expressed concern, wondering if a future conflict between Immortals and Martials might erupt.
"Grand Elder, Elder Jiang Wu's prestige is rising daily. Although martial arts are not as powerful as immortality now, the future is uncertain. Do you think it's necessary to suppress him?"
Four or five Immortal Martial Alliance elders went to pay their respects to Xu Mingyuan.
"Yes, currently there are only six or seven, but a hundred years from now, it's hard to say," one elder said, bowing and clasping his hands.
"Martial arts are beneficial to all families. If someone in your clan reaches the second realm, it will strengthen your family's foundation.
You find Elder Jiang Wu an eyesore, don't you?"
Xu Mingyuan glanced at them indifferently, yet their hearts trembled.
Although they hadn't reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, they were still in the late stage, yet even a single look from Xu Mingyuan made them tremble.
"What realm is the Grand Elder at? Could he be close to Core Formation as well?"
someone secretly speculated.
"I won't interfere with what you do. My Xu family has no time to worry about such things. Starting tomorrow, I will return to Dongxi for seclusion, the duration of which is undecided.
As for alliance matters, you elders can discuss them yourselves.
You may all leave."
"Yes, Grand Elder, we take our leave!"
Several people left one after another.
"What do you think the Grand Elder means by this?" someone suddenly asked. "Jiang Wu is the pioneer of martial arts. The Xu family is indeed powerful now. If one day Jiang Wu opens up the third realm of martial arts
, he will surely be able to compete with the Xu family. I don't believe the Grand Elder isn't wary!"
"The Grand Elder said he doesn't care, could it be that he approves of our actions?"
"Possibly."
"Then let's find a place to discuss this properly?"
"Then let's go to Brother Liu's residence. I miss the fine wine at Brother Liu's residence, hahaha."
With the opening of the second realm of martial arts, Xu Jingwu's position is still somewhat unshakeable.
If one day he opens up the third realm of martial arts, then Xu Jingwu will have a position in the Immortal Martial Alliance like the Xu family, unshakeable.
Moreover, now that the methods of martial arts have spread to all sides,
everyone has mastered them. There is no need to curry favor with Xu Jingwu, so his role is naturally greatly reduced.
The Xu family has never prohibited the various families in the Immortal Martial Alliance from scheming against each other.
Otherwise, with the Xu family's methods, there would naturally be ways to maintain balance.
The Immortal Martial Alliance was originally established to serve as a shield for the Xu family, but now there's no need for that. With
the great calamity approaching, even the Xu family itself might not be able to protect itself, so why would it care about other powerful families?
Half a month later,
several influential elders from the Immortal Martial Alliance visited Xu Jingwu, inviting him to train in the "Azure Sea Forest." The stated
purpose was to hunt demonic beasts, hone martial arts skills, and search for spiritual herbs.
These elders were all in the mid-to-late Foundation Establishment stage, and although they didn't have a deep relationship with Xu Jingwu, they were still polite on the surface.
Xu Jingwu's mind raced, and he had already guessed what was going on.
However, he remained outwardly calm, and after a moment's thought, he agreed.
Some situations require one to be involved to break free.
Almost on the same day Xu Jingwu nodded, the Dongxi Xu family received definite news.
The door to Xu Mingyuan's secluded meditation chamber opened silently, and Xu Mingshu stepped inside.
"Second Brother, you called for me?"
Xu Mingyuan, sitting cross-legged on the futon, slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and piercing. "The time is ripe. Those 'enthusiastic' elders of the Immortal Martial Alliance have invited Jingwu to the Qinghai Forest.
Go there and secretly help him out, making this play more successful."
Xu Mingshu pondered for a moment, a slight smile playing on her lips, but no real joy in her eyes. "Then I'll instruct Xiaobai to kill a few people, leaving a few alive as witnesses.
Finally, in front of them, 'swallow' Jingwu.
What do you think, Second Brother?"
Upon hearing this, a faint, cold smile appeared on Xu Mingyuan's face. "Excellent. Be sure to do it cleanly and decisively, leaving no loopholes."
"Understood, Second Brother, don't worry, I'll go do it right away."
Xu Mingshu gave a graceful bow and turned to leave the meditation room.
She flew above the cave stream, her thoughts stirring slightly.
At the summit of the cliff peak, a fierce wind howled.
A magnificent eagle, its eyes closed in a state of slumber, its aura held back.
Half of its wing flickered with azure flames, while the other half crackled with fine purple arcs of electricity.
Suddenly, it opened its eyes, one reflecting azure flames, the other flashing purple lightning.
This giant eagle was none other than Xu Ying, one of the third-tier demonic beasts bred by the Xu family and bestowed with the surname Xu.
"Master summons?"
Xu Ying flapped its wings.
Its massive body moved with the lightness of a feather, transforming into a streak of purple-blue light barely perceptible to the naked eye, shooting straight towards the cave stream.
Its speed surpassed even the escape speed of an ordinary Golden Core cultivator at the peak of their cultivation.
Only those who had mastered the art of escape techniques could exceed this.
In just a few breaths, Xu Ying appeared above the cave stream.
Xu Mingshu smiled gracefully upon seeing it, leaping onto its broad, stable back.
"Ah Ying, go to the 'Azure Sea Forest' to find Little White," Xu Mingshu said softly, stroking the feathers behind Xu Ying's neck.
"Yes, Master,"
Xu Ying replied clearly.
Then, its wings flapped again, unleashing a brilliant purple-blue light, tearing through the sky in an instant and disappearing into the horizon.
Deep within the Yunjin Mountains of the Qinghai Forest,
in a secluded valley shrouded in spiritual energy, a colossal beast lay quietly.
Its fur was as white as snow, yet subtly shimmered with a metallic sheen. A dark gold "King" mark was naturally formed on its forehead, radiating an awe-inspiring and inviolable majesty of the king of beasts.
Its body was seven or eight zhang long; even lying down, it resembled a small hill.
This was Xu Bai, the mid-stage third-tier white tiger demon beast of the Xu family, who guarded this mountain range.
Xu Bai's breathing was long and even.
With each inhale and exhale, the surrounding spiritual energy was slowly absorbed, refined, and integrated into its demon core.
Suddenly, its massive head rose. Its
amber vertical pupils gazed in a certain direction on the horizon.
Its nostrils twitched slightly, and a low, affectionate purr escaped its throat.
"Master has arrived," it murmured,
its eyes filled with joy.
Xu Bai stood up, stretched his strong and massive body, slightly bent his limbs, and then transformed into a white lightning bolt, soaring into the air and flying straight to the edge of the mountain range.
A short while later, a flash of purple-blue light appeared on the horizon, and Xu Ying, carrying Xu Mingshu, had arrived.
"Little Bai." Xu Mingshu floated ashore on the eagle's back, smiling as she looked at the majestic white tiger.
Xu Bai had grown up alongside Xu Mingshu since childhood, and their bond was very strong.
Xu Bai lowered his head, affectionately nuzzling Xu Mingshu's hand, and transmitted his thoughts in a deep voice, "Master, it's been so long since you've come."
Xu Mingshu smiled gently and stroked him, "This time, I need your cooperation on something."
She then explained the plan to Xu Bai in detail.
Xu Bai nodded and hummed, "Master, leave this to me. Just wait for my news in the Yunjin Mountains."
Then came the waiting.
This wait lasted for more than ten days.
One day, in the outer area of the Qinghai Forest.
Xu Jingwu and his team of five or six elders from the Immortal Martial Alliance were traversing the forest.
They had already hunted several first-tier and early-to-mid-tier second-tier demonic beasts, harvesting some materials; the process seemed quite smooth.
The elders and Xu Jingwu maintained a superficial harmony, occasionally exchanging hunting tips.
Xu Jingwu behaved as usual, his attacks swift and decisive.
In dealing with a mid-stage Tier 2 Ironback Mountain Boar, they even took the initiative to be the main force, displaying formidable close-combat skills that drew praise from several elders.
However, behind that praise, their eyes occasionally flickered.
Two days later, under the deliberate guidance of others, the group gradually ventured deeper into the central part of the forest.
The trees here were taller and denser, the light was dim, and the air was filled with a stronger sense of wildness and a faint feeling of danger.
Tier 2 peak demonic beasts were beginning to appear here.
Sure enough, just as they passed through a dark forest full of jagged rocks,
a pitch-black shadow silently darted out from the shadow of a boulder behind them, moving so fast that it left only a blur.
This blur was aimed directly at one of the Immortal Martial Alliance elders in the group!
"Tier 2 peak demonic beast, everyone be careful!"
Exclamations arose.
The elder who was attacked was horrified and hastily summoned his protective magic weapon.
However, it was easily torn apart by the dark power clinging to the Shadow Leopard's claws, and it seemed about to perish under its claws.
"You beast!"
Xu Jingwu seemed to have been on guard.
With a roar, his body shot out like a cannonball.
Surprisingly, he struck first, his fist carrying condensed Yuan energy, aiming at the Shadow Leopard's waist and abdomen, a diversionary tactic.
Upon reaching the Yuanwu Realm, one needs to cultivate Yuan energy.
This is an energy formed by the combination of blood and true energy, with extremely strong explosive power, and it even faintly surpasses the Foundation Establishment magic power.
Chapter 342 A Game Within a Game, Farewell (Bonus Chapter for 5000 Monthly Tickets!)
The Shadow Leopard, with its keen senses, felt threatened and had to abandon its fatal strike, turning to meet Xu Jingwu's attack with its claws.
"Bang!"
Fist and claw collided, and a shockwave exploded.
Xu Jingwu's body trembled violently, retreating dozens of steps.
The Shadow Leopard, however, flipped in mid-air, landing lightly, its eerie green eyes revealing surprise as it stared intently at Xu Jingwu.
It had never seen a human withstand its attack with their bare hands.
"This human martial artist is the greatest threat among this group!" the Shadow Leopard thought to itself.
"Elders, this beast is swift; we must unite to kill it! I will hold it off from the front, while you seize the opportunity to attack its vitals!"
Xu Jingwu shouted in a deep voice, seemingly defenseless, turning his back to his "companions" and focusing all his attention on the Shadow Leopard.
The Shadow Leopard growled and pounced again, engaging Xu Jingwu in battle.
Xu Jingwu's punches and kicks were powerful and unrestrained, his blood and qi surging like the sound of a tidal wave.
He fought this peak second-tier demonic beast, skilled in speed and stealth, and surprisingly held his own for a short time, drawing even more attention from the elders.
"Such formidable combat power, such terrifying potential! I wonder what level of strength Jiang Wu has reached now?"
At this point, the path to the Yuanwu Realm was not yet complete, so no one could say for sure.
Their only assessment was his strength.
The battle was fierce. The Shadow Leopard repeatedly attempted to break through Xu Jingwu's defenses to attack others, but Xu Jingwu forcefully blocked each attack.
Seeing that Xu Jingwu seemed to focus all his attention on the demonic beast, his aura fluctuating slightly due to the intense confrontation…
at that moment!
A fierce and resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Martial Alliance elders. Their previously scattered positions instantly shifted; instead of attacking the Shadow Leopard, they all attacked Xu Jingwu.
Poisoned needles, crimson palm prints, and magical artifacts all rained down on Xu Jingwu's back.
Caught off guard, Xu Jingwu, though shielded by his Yuan Power, was still struck squarely.
"Pfft!"
He groaned, spitting out blood. His clothes tore open, revealing a deep, bone-revealing wound that quickly turned black, clearly indicating he'd been poisoned.
The Shadow Leopard's eerie green eyes widened in disbelief.
What were these humans up to? Playing such elaborate tricks?!
This startled me!
But human flesh and blood smelled delicious, making my mouth water.
Such a golden opportunity couldn't be missed!
Its eyes blazed with ferocity, and taking advantage of Xu Jingwu's injury and loss of balance, it transformed into a black shadow, lunging straight for his head, its chilling claws descending!
Xu Jingwu seemed powerless to dodge, his eyes reflecting the rapidly enlarging leopard claws.
At the critical moment—
"Roar—!!!"
A terrifying tiger's roar, shaking the mountains and forests, exploded without warning!
This roar wasn't just pure sound waves; it contained the pressure of a high-level demonic beast!
Enough to impact the very souls of everyone present!
As for the ferocious Shadow Leopard, the moment the howl rang out, it was as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, its body stiffening abruptly as it pounced in mid-air.
Then, with a "thud," it crashed to the ground, its eyes filled with terror!
It was the king of this forest region!
"The pressure of a third-tier demonic beast!"
Several elders of the Immortal Martial Alliance paled drastically.
As if doused with ice water, their calculated ruthlessness was instantly replaced by boundless fear!
Before they could react, a colossal creature slowly emerged from the dense forest to the side.
Its body was as white as snow, with faint golden stripes appearing and disappearing. It was seven or eight zhang long, with a golden mark on its forehead like the seal of a king. Its amber vertical pupils coldly surveyed the humans and demonic beasts below, who looked like ants.
The white tiger's gaze swept over them, devoid of emotion.
It simply raised one forepaw and seemingly casually swung it through the air.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
Several extremely condensed and incomparably sharp golden rays appeared out of thin air, slicing through the bodies of three elders as easily as cutting tofu.
The three elders didn't even have time to scream before their protective aura, robes, and bodies were simultaneously torn into pieces!
The stench of blood filled the air.
The remaining two or three elders were terrified.
They dared not linger for even a moment, not even bothering to look at their companions' miserable state, and immediately tried to flee.
The white tiger did not pursue, seemingly having no interest in these two terrified "insects."
Its gaze fell on Xu Jingwu, who was lying on the ground, severely injured and deeply poisoned.
A powerful divine thought entered Xu Jingwu's mind: "Do not move, do not resist."
A look of understanding and complexity flashed in Xu Jingwu's eyes.
Seeing this, the white tiger opened its blood-red maw, and a suction force surged out, "swallowing" Xu Jingwu into it.
This scene was also seen by the Immortal Martial Alliance elders who turned around.
"Jiang Wu has been eaten!"
Although by a twist of fate, the plan had succeeded.
But they felt no joy at this moment, only thinking of escaping for their lives.
Having done all this, the white tiger seemed somewhat "lazy" as it lay down, as if "digesting."
It glanced at the shadow leopard.
Seeing that the tiger king seemed unwilling to pay it any attention, the shadow leopard, as if granted a pardon, tucked its tail between its legs and darted into the depths of the dense forest at top speed, disappearing from sight.
After a long while, the white tiger's massive body finally stood up again, slowly turned around, and transformed into a streak of white light, flying towards the Cloud Gold Mountains.
Deep within the mountains, Xu Mingshu and Xu Ying were already waiting.
The white tiger approached and spat out
a ball of demonic energy that had enveloped Xu Jingwu. The energy dissipated on the ground, revealing a pale-faced Xu Jingwu within.
His wounds were gruesome, and his breath was weak; he was clearly severely injured.
"How did you get so badly injured?" Xu Mingshu raised an eyebrow.
"Master, they attacked before I arrived," Xu Bai said.
"Don't worry, Fourth Aunt, Jingwu's body is strong; he can withstand it."
"Child, you've suffered." Xu Mingshu sighed softly, patted her storage bag, took out a high-grade Hundred Herbs Pill, and then said, "Open your mouth." Xu Jingwu
complied.
Xu Mingshu flicked her finger, and the pill entered his mouth.
His injuries quickly stabilized.
Then came a high-grade antidote pill and a high-grade advancement pill to help him detoxify and restore his consciousness.
Half an hour later,
Xu Jingwu had recovered to about 70-80%.
Xu Mingshu smiled at him, "Jingwu, welcome home."
Xu Jingwu stood up, smiled slightly, and nodded, "Thank you for your help, Fourth Aunt."
Then Xu Mingshu took out a set of black clothes and a mask.
"From now on, you will stay at home as a member of the family's secret service. According to Father's wishes, it is not yet time for you to officially show yourself.
After the Great Calamity, martial arts will surely spread to the cultivation world of Tiannan and Blackwater.
Only when martial arts gradually spread
can you openly become a second-realm martial artist of my Xu family under the identity of 'Xu Jingwu.'
Are you willing?"
"Ancestor's plan is meticulous, Jingwu is naturally willing."
"Then think of a code name yourself. Members of the family's secret service are all addressed by code names."
"Let's call him 'Yuan'." "
Okay, when we get back, I'll have my second brother add your name to the Dark Guard's list. That'll be safer."
"By the way, Fourth Aunt, put my bloodstained, tattered clothes, storage bag, and even the Heavenly Evolution Staff at the site of the previous battle. I think they'll be useful later."
Xu Mingshu's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "You're really clever. Alright, I'll do as you say."
Half a month later.
A shocking piece of bad news swept through all the counties of the Immortal Martial Alliance like a hurricane.
[Elder Jiang Wu, the martial arts leader of the Immortal Martial Alliance, the pioneer of the Yuanwu Realm, and hailed as having the potential to become a "Martial Ancestor,"
was seriously injured while rescuing fellow elders in the "Qinghai Forest" during a battle against a peak second-tier Shadow Leopard. He was then attacked by a third-tier White Tiger demon and devoured!
Several other Immortal Alliance elders who were with him also perished on the spot under the tiger's claws!]
Wherever the news reached, whether in major cities or remote border towns, countless martial artists were struck dumb, their faces turning deathly pale.
Many people were speechless on the spot.
"No...impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Upon hearing this, a burly man who was sweating profusely in the martial arts hall dropped the stone lock in his hand with a clatter, his mind blank. "Elder Jiang Wu is dead? How could he be dead?" The
previously noisy atmosphere in the teahouse froze.
A middle-aged martial artist dropped his teacup with a "crash," shattering it into pieces.
He seemed oblivious, only muttering, "It must be a rumor! It's a lie fabricated by those cultivators from the Immortal Alliance who can't stand seeing us martial artists rise!
Elder Jiang Wu must have been assassinated!"
Similar doubts and indignation spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys: "I don't believe it! Elder Jiang Wu's combat prowess is unparalleled; he once fought a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator single-handedly without defeat.
It must have been that fellow Immortal Alliance elder who harbored malicious intentions and secretly attacked him at a crucial moment!
We must jointly petition to thoroughly investigate those elders who returned alive!"
"But...but the news says that the life tablets of several elders were indeed shattered, and their bodies were never found...Could it be that the third-tier great demon was real?"
"Alas...what a pity. Elder Jiang Wu was a prodigy; the path of martial arts was already showing promise. Now...is it that Heaven does not wish for the prosperity of our martial arts?" A
rogue martial artist also sighed, his tone filled with the desolation of a fellow sufferer's loss.
Compared to the martial artists' outrage and disbelief, some cultivators expressed complex emotions in private discussions.
Some gloated, some were indifferent, and some genuinely regretted it.
The general public was mostly shocked and sighed.
Jiang Wu's name was already deeply ingrained in people's minds. The
Immortal Martial Alliance branches in various prefectures, responsible for handling disputes and accepting appeals, were surrounded by a surging crowd of martial artists.
They were agitated, shouting loudly, demanding severe punishment for the "murderer" and a thorough investigation of the truth; their shouts almost lifted the roof off.
Petitions and joint petitions flew to the main alliance like snowflakes.
Immortal Martial Alliance Main Alliance.
Council Hall.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
The noise of the argument almost shook the hall to its core!
The elders of the Martial Alliance, mainly composed of martial artists, were all ashen-faced and furious, while the elders of the Immortal Alliance, mainly composed of traditional cultivators, mostly had solemn expressions.
Some tried to explain, while others remained silent; the atmosphere was tense and ready to fight.
"Bullshit! What do you mean by fighting a demonic beast and encountering a powerful demon? It's full of holes!"
A hot-tempered elder of the Martial Alliance, his hair and beard bristling, slammed his palm on the long table made of black iron wood, leaving a deep mark.
"Elder Jiang Wu is a prudent man. Why would he venture into a dangerous place where a third-tier powerful demon might appear without reason? Someone must have set a trap!"
"The Immortal Alliance must give an explanation!
Otherwise, we will never let this go!"
Another Martial Alliance elder pointed directly at the several Immortal Alliance elders opposite him, whose expressions were not very natural: "Weren't there people among your friends who invited Elder Jiang Wu to the 'Azure Sea Forest' that day? You are all implicated
in this matter!"
The accused Immortal Alliance elder immediately retorted: "You're making baseless accusations! Inviting people to training is a common occurrence. Who could have predicted a third-tier demonic beast attack?
The three elders who survived were also seriously injured and still in shock. Their accounts are not contradictory!
You have no evidence and are trying to frame your colleagues based solely on conjecture. Are you trying to incite infighting within the Immortal Martial Alliance?"
"Infighting? I think someone wants to eliminate dissidents and ruin my martial arts future!" The Martial Alliance elder was furious. "Where is the Grand Elder? Where is the Supreme Elder?
We want to see the Grand Elder and the Supreme Elder!
We ask them to come forward to uphold justice and go to the 'Azure Sea Forest' to investigate personally!"
"We must see them alive, or dead...we must see conclusive evidence!"
"Yes! We request the Grand Elder and Supreme Elder to come forward!"
"We must get to the bottom of this! Otherwise, how can we face the martial arts world?"
The Martial Alliance elders stood up one after another, their auras fierce, ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
The Immortal Alliance elders were not to be outdone, all on guard. The auras of the two sides in the council hall subtly clashed, and the air seemed to freeze.
Just as a conflict was about to erupt
, a calm voice came from outside the hall, clearly suppressing all the noise: "Elders, please calm down."
A steward in charge of communication and coordination from the main alliance strode in and raised his voice: "The Alliance Leader has urgently sent a message to the Xu family of Dongxi.
The Xu family replied that the Grand Elder and Supreme Elder are aware of this matter and are on their way to the main alliance!"
This statement temporarily suppressed the most intense anger in the hall.
But the two sides still glared at each other.
About half an hour later, two powerful auras descended upon the main alliance square.
Grand Elder Xu Mingyuan, his face grave, slowly entered the council hall.
Beside him stood Xu Mingwei, the current pillar of the Immortal Martial Alliance, a Golden Core stage Grand Elder.
Xu Mingwei appeared to be middle-aged, his aura restrained yet powerful, causing all the elders present to feel a palpitating sense of oppression.
"Greetings, Grand Elder! Grand Elder!" Regardless of faction, everyone rose to pay their respects.
Xu Mingyuan gestured for everyone to sit, his gaze sweeping across the room. He
paused, particularly on the faces of the indignant Martial Alliance elders and the various expressions on the Immortal Alliance elders' faces, before slowly speaking: "I am aware of Elder Jiang Wu's matter.
This matter certainly cannot be ignored!"
He looked at Xu Mingwei beside him: "Brother, I trouble you to personally travel to the 'Azure Sea Forest' and find their remains or belongings."
Xu Mingwei nodded slightly, "It is only right."
With that, his figure flickered and disappeared from the hall, his speed astonishing.
Xu Mingwei's personal intervention temporarily quelled the most intense direct conflict.
However, the waiting process remained agonizing.
The Martial Alliance elders were anxious and uneasy, while the Immortal Alliance elders were also secretly apprehensive.
A day later, Xu Mingwei reappeared in the council hall, bringing back items that made everyone's hearts sink. With
a wave of his sleeve, several items floated in the center of the hall.
Jiang Wu's blood-stained clothes still retained a trace of his aura.
Jiang Wu's storage items and his weapon—the Heavenly Evolution Staff.
However, both of these items had lost their divine consciousness.
There were also three mangled corpses that were barely pieced together, but whose identities could still be identified.
"This time, I did not find Elder Jiang Wu's body, only these," Xu Mingwei said calmly. "Their wounds still retain the demonic power of third-tier demonic beasts, exuding a terrifying sharpness.
You may all examine them."
The Immortal Alliance and Martial Alliance elders all stepped forward to verify.
The terrifying metal-type demonic power chilled them to the bone.
Even after half a month, the sharp metallic aura still stung their skin.
"It's really true," a Martial Alliance elder murmured to himself.
"Heaven is jealous of talent! Heaven is jealous of talent—!!"
Another person gripped the Heavenly Evolution Staff that belonged to "Jiang Wu," letting out a mournful howl and weeping in front of everyone.
"Where is the future of my martial arts path!"
All the Martial Alliance elders present bowed their heads and sighed.
"The fact that Elder Jiang Wu has fallen is beyond doubt. Do any of you Martial Alliance elders have any objections?"
Xu Mingyuan looked at the group of Martial Alliance elders with sorrowful faces. "If not, build a cenotaph for him in the General Alliance with his blood-stained clothes, the Heavenly Evolution Staff, and his self-created 'Martial Canon.'
Erect a monument to record his great achievements so that future generations can admire him!
This matter will be handled by the Martial Alliance."
"Yes, Grand Elder," the Martial Alliance elders all bowed their heads and replied.
"Suppress the unrest in each prefecture as soon as possible. If it causes chaos, you know the consequences."
"Yes!" everyone responded.
Xu Mingyuan and Xu Mingwei left and returned to Dongxi.
The Grand Alliance also made a final decision on the matter of "Jiang Wu."
After the news spread, the unrest in the prefectures gradually subsided.
Because of the memorial service for "Jiang Wu" in half a month, and the construction of a cenotaph and the erection of an inscription for him,
martial artists from each prefecture set off for the Grand Alliance.
Jiang Mansion.
Upon hearing the tragic news of Jiang Wu's death, Jiang Feng locked himself in his room for three days and three nights, refusing to eat, sleep, or even see his wife and children.
Three days later,
he seemed like a different person.
He became calm and composed, managing the affairs of the Jiang family with great efficiency, and diligently practicing martial arts in his spare time.
Having lost his loved ones in succession within a month,
Jiang Feng seemed to have matured overnight.
However, the innocent smile on his face was gone.
The half-month period passed in the blink of an eye. At
the Immortal Martial Alliance headquarters, in the cemetery,
the Martial Alliance had set aside a separate open space to erect a cenotaph and inscribed stone tablet for "Jiang Wu."
This place, at this moment,
was covered by an endless crowd.
Martial artists from all counties, cities, towns, and even remote villages, filled with grief, reverence, and reluctance, had traveled over mountains and rivers to gather here.
The number of people was in the millions, stretching to the horizon in a dark mass, yet there was none of the usual clamor of a gathering.
A heavy, leaden silence enveloped the area, interspersed with barely suppressed sobs and the rustling of coarse linen clothing.
At the forefront,
a newly erected cenotaph stood solemnly.
Constructed of bluestone, the tomb was simple yet weighty. Before it stood a massive, dark stele inscribed: "Cenotaph of Jiang Wu, Pioneer of Martial Arts, Opener of the Yuanwu Realm, Elder of the Immortal Martial Alliance."
The inscription, bold and vigorous, seemed to hold within it unfulfilled power and regret.
In the open space before the tomb, Li Quan, the leader of the Martial Alliance, a robust, resolute middle-aged martial artist dressed in a dark robe, stood solemnly.
He was the grandson of Li Zhi and one of the Yuanwu Realm martial artists of the Immortal Martial Alliance.
Li Zhi was the previous leader, but ultimately failed to break through to the Yuanwu Realm and passed away.
Li Quan broke through to the Yuanwu Realm shortly after his death and was thus elected as the new leader of the Martial Alliance.
At this moment, facing the cenotaph and with his back to a million comrades, he took a deep breath.
Suppressing the sob in his throat, he channeled the powerful qi and blood of his Yuanwu realm.
His voice, though not loud, resonated clearly and deeply throughout every corner of the wilderness:
"The ways of Heaven are vast and boundless, the path of martial arts is arduous
. Now there is a hero, Jiang Wu, of the Jiang clan, endowed with the fortitude of Heaven and Earth, inheriting the legacy of the martial arts, pioneering the Yuanwu path, and paving the way forward from chaos. His
actions are as majestic as mountains, benefiting all living beings, imparting knowledge and skills, and bringing blessings to countless people.
His will is as vast as the Milky Way, shining through the ages, his heart devoted to the martial arts, unwavering in his commitment."
Li Quan's voice carried an ancient and sorrowful rhythm, echoing between heaven and earth.
"Alas, Lord Jiang! Heaven did not grant him a long life, swiftly sending forth its cruelty. Alas, the tiger's wrath struck suddenly, and he, exhausted, was devoured, his heroic soul forever lost.
The mountains and rivers have lost their luster, and the sun and moon weep.
The martial arts have lost their guiding light, and we have lost our pillar.
How tragic! How painful!"
Millions of martial artists stood silently, like a silent forest.
Countless faces were etched with grief, solemnity, respect, and deep regret.
Some clenched their teeth, their cheek muscles trembling.
Some closed their eyes, tears still wet on their cheeks.
Many more stared blankly at the lonely cenotaph before them, their eyes empty, as if they had lost something important to hold onto.
No one spoke, no one moved.
Only Li Quan's poignant and powerful eulogy, each word striking a chord in everyone's heart.
"Though you have passed away, your spirit is immortal, and your path endures!
The realm of Yuanwu has become a
thriving path. The spirit of martial arts is passed down from generation to generation.
Your legacy, like an inextinguishable spark, has burned in our hearts.
Your path, like an unfinished scroll, awaits our continued creation!"
Li Quan's voice suddenly rose.
He turned to face the million martial artists.
His gaze, sharp as lightning, swept over their sorrowful faces, and he shouted, "Elder Jiang Wu, may you rest in peace!
The path of martial arts you opened will never be severed!
We martial artists will carry on your will, advancing wave after wave, perfecting martial arts, and opening up new realms!"
This vow, like a boulder thrown into a still lake, instantly stirred up a monstrous wave!
"We martial artists will carry on your will, advancing wave after wave, perfecting martial arts, and opening up new realms!"
Initially, it was the martial artists near the front who echoed this roar.
Then, the sound waves spread wildly backward and outward like a tsunami!
"We martial artists will surely carry on your will, advancing wave upon wave, perfecting the martial path, and opening up new realms!" The shouts of a million people converged into an unparalleled, majestic wave of sound, soaring into the sky! The sound waves rolled and shook the surrounding land. Even the drifting clouds seemed to be dispersed, revealing a clear
, solemn blue sky. The vows echoed again and again, as if to etch them between the earth and the heavens, becoming an indelible mark of the martial path. At the forefront of the crowd, Jiang Feng, dressed in mourning, stood quietly. He did not join in the shouts, but gazed at his brother's cenotaph, the inscription on it somewhat blurred in his eyes. His clenched fists slowly loosened, then clenched again. He took a step forward, bowed deeply to the cenotaph, and said in a low, hoarse but firm voice, only he could hear, "Brother, may you rest in peace."
"From now on, the Jiang family will have me."
On a secluded hilltop far from the crowds, a figure stood silently, almost blending into the surroundings.
Xu Jingwu gazed at the countless martial artists who had come to bid him farewell and swore oaths for him.
He looked at the solemn cenotaph, at his younger brother Jiang Feng, who had suppressed his grief and vowed to shoulder the family's responsibilities.
A complex mix of emotions welled up within him.
"Second brother, he's grown." A hint of relief flashed in Xu Jingwu's eyes. "Then let him continue to grow. Two more years of honing his skills, and it won't be too late for the Jiang family to relocate to Dongxi."
He murmured to himself.
"So be it."
A mountain breeze swept by, carrying away a barely audible sigh.
"From this day forward, the world... will no longer have Jiang Wu."
Meanwhile,
in Yunxi City,
Xu Deyue and Ye Fan finally went on a journey.
Xu Chuan had given them at most a year and a half; after that, he planned to bring Xu Deyue and Ye Fan back.
What needed to be settled, would be settled; what needed to be prepared, would be prepared.
Those willing to form their cores would form their cores!
He had already refined all the materials for several "Golden Core" pills, accumulating a considerable number of mid-to-high-grade "Golden Core" pills.
He didn't have a single low-grade one.
He also had ample supplies of Heavenly Spirit Pills and Purifying Spirit Pills
, as well as many innate spiritual objects.
Of course, if they wanted to pursue supernatural methods to form their Golden Cores, Xu Chuan would support them.
However, this was the treatment for core clan members.
After all, the Xu family currently had 120-130 members, and it was impossible for them all to form their Golden Cores.
After the seventh generation, those without spiritual root aptitude would pursue the martial path, while those with spiritual root aptitude would pursue the immortal path.
The Xu family had a "Martial Ancestor," so the martial path would also be a viable route.
There was no need to transform from mortal to immortal as before.
However, if several hundred years passed, the Xu clan would likely see marginalized members who couldn't even reach the Foundation Establishment or Yuanwu realms. This
was because resources had to be concentrated and couldn't be distributed evenly.
In the blink of an eye, another five months had passed.
The Xu family's grand formation, the Ascension Pavilion, and even the formations of other Xu family businesses had all been updated and upgraded.
This included the teleportation formation.
After this array modification, barring any major problems, it shouldn't need replacing for at least a hundred or two hundred years.
However, Xu Mingxian will likely strengthen the Xu family's protective array once he reaches the fourth tier of array techniques.
As for the other arrays—the city and industrial arrays—the current level is sufficient.
Deep underground within the Xu family estate,
a magnificent underground palace has been built.
The dome, over a hundred feet high, is not made of rough rock, but of a special stone solidified by array power, smooth as a mirror.
Countless crystals emitting a soft white light are inlaid on it, like an inverted galaxy, illuminating the entire underground space as bright as day, yet without being glaring.
In the center of the space is the teleportation plaza.
However, this plaza is for the Xu family's private use.
Of course, if Xu Chuan feels strong enough in the future, he will also choose a location in Yunxi City to build a teleportation plaza.
The plaza is perfectly circular, with a diameter of over fifty feet. The ground is paved with dark gray array base stone slabs that are neither gold nor jade, each polished smooth as a mirror.
Faintly complex spiritual energy patterns flow within them.
Seven nine-zhang-tall black stone tablets were evenly distributed around the perimeter, each inscribed with countless profound array patterns.
The combination of the ground and stone tablet array patterns constituted a complete spatial array; even a missing corner would render the teleportation array inoperable.
At the edge of the array were five enormous grooves, serving as activation points.
Each teleportation required thousands of spirit stones, and the five elements had to be balanced.
Golden Core cultivators could activate it using their magical power.
Xu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the array, his gaze deeply observing this massive array that had consumed so many rare materials.
"Immortal Ming, this teleportation array should be able to teleport to other prefectures, right?" he suddenly asked.
Xu Mingxian bowed slightly and said, "It's possible, but without a corresponding teleportation array to receive it, it can only teleport a person a certain distance.
Teleporting to Xuan Yue Prefecture might not be possible, but Tan Lang Prefecture is no problem."
Xu Chuan nodded slightly, "Very good. You should rest for a while, and in half a month, come with me to Tan Lang Prefecture to find a place to set up a teleportation array."
"Yes, Father." Xu Mingxian respectfully agreed.
The Ascension Pavilion in the four major districts was as bustling and prosperous as ever.
The pavilion was always crowded with people, including rogue cultivators, family members, and all sorts of people.
At a tea table on the first floor, several familiar rogue cultivators were talking in hushed tones.
"Brother Li, I feel like I haven't been here for a while. It seems like the Ascension Pavilion has changed." A thin cultivator took a sip of spiritual tea and looked at his companion with a puzzled expression.
The middle-aged cultivator, addressed as Brother Li, narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled faintly, "Naturally, the Ascension Pavilion's formation has been changed, so the feeling it gives will naturally be different."
"What formation has it been changed to? What grade is it?"
"I'm not a formation master, how would I know? But it's at least a mid-grade third rank or higher, after all, the Ascension Pavilion is an important business for the Xu family."
The gaunt cultivator's eyes flickered, lost in thought.
At the entrance of the Ascension Pavilion in the East District.
Two young men from outside aristocratic families passed by, one of them remarking, "The Xu family's wealth is truly formidable. Not only have they changed the inner and outer city's protective formations, but now they've even updated the restrictions on their business formations."
"I wonder where this array master came from.
Could it be the head of the Cang family?"
"I've heard others mention this. Some said they saw a black-robed man setting up the array, but couldn't see who it was."
"So mysterious, could it be an array master from another prefecture, or even a demonic array master?" "
Perhaps, but some speculate that the man is Xu Mingxian, one of the core elders of the Xu family." "
Didn't he go to Xuan Yue Prefecture to become an apprentice? Is he back?"
"I don't know." The man waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about that. Let's hurry inside and see. I hope we can buy a mid-grade Void Refining Pill this time.
That way, I can advance to the late Foundation Establishment stage faster and gain more resources in the family."
Somewhere in the Tiancang Mountains.
Cang family territory.
In a quiet cultivation room.
"Brother, Yunxi City has been making frequent moves these past few months. The inner and outer city's protective arrays, including the industrial arrays of Dengxian Pavilion, have all been modified. I think it must be my disciple Xu Mingxian who has returned."
Cang Fengheng said, looking at the middle-aged cultivator sitting cross-legged on the cold jade bed opposite him.
This man was Cang Fengyan, the head of the Cang family, also known as the number one array master in Tiancang Prefecture.
However, now that Xu Mingxian has returned, this title may have to change hands.
"Have you seen what grade that array is?" Cang Fengyan asked calmly, his eyes still closed.
Cang Fengheng paused, hesitating for a moment.
"What's wrong? Is there something you can't say?"
"I just can't quite believe it." Cang Fengheng sighed softly. "I went to the eastern part of Yunxi City to see it. From afar, although the formation wasn't very visible, it gave me a terrifying feeling.
Our Cang family's protective formation can't compare."
"Top-tier third rank?!" Cang Fengyan suddenly opened his eyes, two beams of azure light shooting out. "How is this possible? How old is he?
I've been stuck at the upper-tier third rank for longer than he's ever been alive!
Moreover, each level of third-rank formation is more difficult than the last. Even if he has entered the third rank and his comprehension has improved, in these few years, he can only comprehend the upper-tier third rank at most.
How could he possibly comprehend a complete top-tier third-rank formation?!"
"Brother, you have to admit, there are countless geniuses in the world, and Xu Mingxian is such a monstrous talent in formations. He comprehended a mid-grade third-tier formation during the Foundation Establishment stage.
That's something even our Cang family's ancestor couldn't achieve.
Now the Xu family has completely risen, and replacing the Tiancang Sect is just around the corner.
With the Xu family's full support, it's only a matter of time before Xu Mingxian comprehends a fourth-tier formation, perhaps even during the Golden Core stage.
His path in formations will go far beyond that of our Cang family's ancestor!" "I was being too attached to appearances
."
Cang Fengyan sighed slightly, then pondered for a moment and said, "Go and deliver the item left by the ancestor. Perhaps he can break the restrictions left by the ancestor."