Chapter 909. Eldrin (Person Name) Distributes Treasures

These individuals did not disappoint Eldrin either. Though their cultivation speed couldn't compare to Eldrin's astonishing pace, their foundations were exceptionally solid.

Especially since Ye Qingfeng had already forged a Pure Yang Immortal Sword, his future breakthrough to the Nascent Soul realm could be considered virtually assured.

Thus, Eldrin (Person Name) was also quite pleased with them.

Satisfied with his appraisal of the group, Eldrin suddenly spoke: "Wenyuan, step forward."

"Your disciple is present."

Lu Wenyuan nodded and promptly walked over with reverence.

Eldrin examined him carefully for a few moments before smiling warmly. "As the second disciple under my tutelage, you have rendered considerable service to our clan over these years."

"Having now cultivated to the Nascent Soul, 9th Tier (Cultivation Realm), you stand not far from the Spirit Transformation realm. As your master, I shall lend you my aid in this endeavor."

Eldrin finished speaking and produced from his sleeve a treasure box shimmering with golden radiance.

He handed the treasure box to Lu Wenyuan and said, "The treasure within this box is called the 'Western Extremity Primordial Gold.' It is a pure yang spiritual material I obtained after slaying a Primordial Spirit Heavenly Demon."

"Today, I bestow this upon you to aid in cultivating your Lifebound Pure Yang Spiritual Treasure."

Master!

Lu Wenyuan's face trembled, revealing an expression of incomparable excitement.

This Western Pole Great Mystery Gold was a priceless Yang-aligned spiritual treasure. With this object in his possession, he could harness the power of his superior innate constitution to elevate his Natal Spirit Treasure to the realm of a Pure Yang Spirit Treasure.

With the nourishment from a Pure Yang Spirit Treasure, his chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage could be considered exceptionally high.

At this thought, Lu Wenyuan immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed with utmost solemnity. "This disciple shall never forget your grace in imparting the Dao and bestowing treasures, Master. Even should my body perish and soul scatter, I will carry this debt of gratitude through eternity."

"What nonsense are you talking?"

Eldrin chuckled softly and couldn't resist tapping his head. "With your remarkable aptitude, just focus on diligent cultivation. 1 day, we might yet meet again in the Immortal Realm."

After bestowing treasures upon Lu Wenyuan, Eldrin turned his gaze to Gu Lanshan and said, "Lanshan, come here."

"I pay my respects to the Grandmaster."

Seeing Eldrin call her name, Gu Lanshan felt both startled and overjoyed. How could she not understand that Eldrin had summoned them today precisely to bestow upon them rare treasures to aid their path to enlightenment?

Sure enough, Eldrin stepped forward and retrieved a treasure box from his robe, declaring, "Within this box lies the pure yang spiritual object 'Profound Yin Jade,' obtained when your master vanquished the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor."

"This object is in perfect harmony with your Tri-Yin Body (Spiritual Root). By refining a spirit treasure with it, you can nurture it into a pure Yang spirit treasure."

Gu Lanshan took the Eldrin (Magic Treasure), her heart swelling with incomparable excitement.

Though she had anticipated this moment, when she truly held the treasure in her hands, her heart trembled with emotion. She immediately dropped to her knees and said, "Your disciple Gu Lanshan offers deepest gratitude for Elder's generous gift."

"There is no need for formalities."

Eldrin smiled faintly before speaking, "Leaving aside the fact that you are Lyra's personal disciple, even between your father and me lies a friendship spanning over 2 1000 years. There is no need for such formality."

At this point, He produced an ancient manual and a Soul Elixir, saying: "I heard Brother Qingci recently broke through to the Half-Step Primordial Spirit (Cultivation Realm). These 2 treasures shall serve as my congratulatory gifts."

"This ancient text is the legacy of the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor. Brother Qingci obtained the inheritance of the '9 Dragon Demon Emperor' in his early years, making him a descendant of the same lineage as this Black Dragon."

"Take this item to him along with the Soul Elixir. It might just help him advance another step."

"This…"

Gu Lanshan felt a slight tremor in her heart upon hearing this, unable to suppress its frantic rhythm as she said, "This disciple thanks Grandmaster, on behalf of my father, for this generous gift."

After bestowing treasures upon Gu Lanshan, Eldrin turned his gaze to Chen Fusu and said, "Fusu, come here."

Greetings, Ancestral Master.

Chen Fusu stood clad in long robes, his demeanor exuding an extraordinary scholarly elegance tinged with aloof pride. Anyone who beheld him would inevitably praise his jade-like grace and peerless distinction.

Eldrin also sighed deeply after a long moment, then lamented, "In the past, to repay my debt to the Qingxu Sect, I had you inherit the legacy of the Qingxu lineage—effectively severing your ties with the family."

"Though you are now the Sect Leader of the Qingxu Lineage, the blood of our Chen Family still flows through your veins."

At this point, Eldrin paused deliberately before producing a treasure case. "The treasure within is called the Heavenly Heart Stone," he announced, "containing within it the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao's Primordial Origin."

"After obtaining this item, you should be able to refine a pure yang spiritual treasure, significantly increasing your chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the future."

Patriarch.

Chen Fuso took the treasure, then drew a deep breath and said, "Ancestral Elder, please rest assured. Although I have inherited the legacy of the Qingxu Sect, I have not forgotten my roots."

Eldrin nodded slightly, then turned his gaze toward Ye Qingfeng. "As my chief disciple, you are the model for all your junior brothers."

"Now that you have managed to obtain a pure yang spiritual object and refined the Pure Yang Immortal Sword to protect yourself, this master is deeply pleased."

At this point, Eldrin flicked his sleeve and produced a golden pagoda. "This treasure is named the Pure Sun Pagoda," he said. "It is an artifact I acquired from the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor."

"Although this item's grade has not reached the peak sixth-tier, it remains an exceptional spiritual treasure even among high sixth-tier artifacts. Take it and refine it diligently—it may serve as your ultimate protective treasure in the future."

"Many thanks, Master."

Ye Qingfeng accepted the treasure, offering only a solemn bow without uttering further words.

Seeing that all 5 of his disciples had received their treasures, Eldrin said no more and simply waved his hand. "The 5 of you may withdraw for now."

"Your disciple takes his leave."

Seeing the few retreat, Eldrin then turned his gaze to the remaining 3.

Among the remaining 3, Ethan Chen (Person Name) possessed the highest cultivation, having already reached the Half-Step Primordial Spirit (Cultivation Realm) stage. Elara (Person Name) and Silas Chen (Person Name) were slightly less advanced, yet both had attained the formidable level of Nascent Soul, 9th Tier (Cultivation Realm).

After a long moment of appraisal, Eldrin (Person Name) finally sighed and said, "In the past, to repay my debt of gratitude to the Qingxu Sect, I had you inherit the legacy of the Qingxu lineage, effectively severing your ties with the family."

"Though you are now the Sect Leader of the Qingxu lineage, the blood of our Chen family still flows through your veins."

At this point, Eldrin paused deliberately before producing a treasure case. "The treasure within is called the Heavenly Heart Stone," he announced, "containing within it the profound mysteries of the Heavenly Dao's Primordial Origin."

"After obtaining this item, you should be able to refine a pure yang spiritual treasure, significantly increasing your chances of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the future."

Patriarch.

Chen Fuso took the treasure, then drew a deep breath and said, "Ancestral Elder, please rest assured. Although I have inherited the legacy of the Verdant Void Sect, I have never forgotten where my roots lie."

Eldrin nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Ye Qingfeng. "As my chief disciple, you are the example for your fellow junior brothers to follow."

"Now that you have managed to obtain a pure yang spiritual object and refined the Pure Yang Immortal Sword to protect yourself, this master is truly pleased."

At this point, Eldrin flicked his sleeve and produced a golden pagoda. "This treasure is named the Pure Sun Pagoda," he said. "It is an artifact I acquired from the Black Dragon Demon Ancestor."

Chapter 1 The biting northern wind swept across the mountain range, howling like countless vengeful spirits. Snowflakes danced wildly in the air, blanketing the jagged peaks in a layer of pristine white. At the summit of the highest mountain, a solitary figure sat cross-legged upon a massive bluestone, motionless as if carved from ice. Lin Feng had been meditating here for 3 full years. His black robes were tattered, his long hair matted with frost, yet his eyes remained closed in deep concentration. The spiritual energy around him swirled like an invisible vortex, causing the falling snow to veer away before touching his robes. "Finally," he whispered, his voice raspy from disuse. "The ninth level of the Frozen Heart Art is complete." He opened his eyes, their depths flashing with a blue light that seemed to pierce through the blizzard. With a slight gesture, a translucent barrier materialized around him, deflecting the wind and snow completely. Memories flooded his mind—the destruction of his sect, the death of his master, the desperate escape to this remote mountain. He had been but a Foundation Establishment cultivator then, weak and helpless. Now, after 30 years of relentless cultivation, he had reached the Golden Core stage. A faint, cold smile touched his lips. "The Black Cloud Sect will pay for what they did." From his spatial ring, he retrieved a small jade bottle containing 3 Foundation Establishment Pills. Each was worth over 10,000 spirit stones on the market—a fortune for any cultivator below the Golden Core stage. He sighed, recalling how his master had sacrificed everything to obtain these pills for him. "Master, your disciple will not disappoint you." Suddenly, his spiritual sense detected movement nearby. Dozens of figures were approaching rapidly from the east, their auras dark and menacing. "So they've found me after all these years," Lin Feng murmured, rising to his feet. Snow slid from his robes in a cascade. In moments, 20-some cultivators clad in black robes with cloud patterns landed around him, forming a tight circle. Their leader, a middle-aged man with a scar across his face, stepped forward. "Lin Feng of the vanished Frost Sword Sect," the man declared, his voice dripping with contempt. "The Black Cloud Sect has been searching for you for nearly 30 years. Hand over the Frozen Heart Art manual, and we might grant you a quick death." Lin Feng's expression remained placid. "Scarface Wang. I remember you—the 1 who killed my junior sister." Scarface Wang laughed cruelly. "That little bitch dared to resist. She died too quickly if you ask me." A killing intent so sharp it seemed tangible erupted from Lin Feng. The temperature plummeted instantly, and the snow around them hardened into ice. "Then you shall be the first to die." Before the words had fully left his mouth, Lin Feng had already drawn the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss. The blade glowed with an eerie blue flame that somehow made the surrounding air even colder. Scarface Wang's eyes widened in shock. "Impossible! You've reached the Golden Core stage!" It was too late for regrets. Lin Feng moved like a phantom, his sword tracing a perfect arc through the blizzard. A dozen or so black-robed cultivators fell before they could even draw their weapons, their bodies freezing solid the moment the sword energy touched them. "Formation!" Scarface Wang shouted in panic, but Lin Feng was already upon him. The Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss pierced through Scarface Wang's defensive artifacts as if they were paper. The man stared in disbelief at the blue-iced blade protruding from his chest. "How...?" he gasped, his body rapidly turning blue. "For my junior sister," Lin Feng whispered, withdrawing his sword. As Scarface Wang's frozen corpse shattered on the ground, the remaining Black Cloud Sect disciples scattered in terror. Lin Feng made no move to pursue them. Let them carry the news back to their sect—it would save him the trouble of hunting them down 1 by 1. He looked toward the southeast, where the Black Cloud Sect's main headquarters lay thousands of miles away. The journey would be long, but he had waited 30 years already. A few more months meant nothing. "Black Cloud Sect," he said to the wind, "your reckoning has come." With a sweep of his sleeve, he vanished into the swirling snow, leaving behind only frozen corpses and the endless white of the mountain peak.