Chapter 1023 Nether 6 Treasures

Upon hearing this, Eldrin's expression instantly turned grave.

He was naturally familiar with the Soul-Gathering Bell. Legend spoke of 6 supreme treasures within the Netherblood Hell.

"Soul Gathering Bell," "Soul Cleansing Pool," "Reincarnation Well," "Book of Life and Death," "Judge's Brush," and "Mirror of Past Lives."

Among these supreme treasures, their values were equally immeasurable, each possessing its own unique and wondrous applications.

Among them, the "Reincarnation Well" could assist in reincarnation, the "Soul Cleansing Pool" could wash away the mundane attachments within 1's soul while also cleansing memories of past lives, and the "Mirror of Bygones" could help 1 recall previous memories.

The "Book of Life and Death" records the cycles of reincarnation for all living beings under heaven and earth, while the "Judge's Brush" can pass judgment on sins committed in life. As for this "Soul-Gathering Bell," it has the power to converge fragmented souls, gradually restoring a cultivator's divine soul before ultimately guiding it through the cycle of reincarnation.

Speaking of these 6 supreme treasures, the Netherdark Monarch said with a solemn expression, "These 6 Netherdark Treasures are all peerless Primordial Spiritual Treasures born at the dawn of creation. What we Netherdark Monarchs have forged are merely imitations."

Among the 6 treasures, the Mirror of Bygone Eras vanished at the dawn of primordial chaos.

"The remaining 5 supreme treasures can all be replicated, though the difficulty varies dramatically."

The Nether Yin Sovereign spoke with a measured tone, her expression grave as she said, "Take the Wheel of Reincarnation, for example. It is divided into 6 paths of reincarnation: Human, Deity, Ghost, Beast, Demon, and the Primordial."

"My Immortal-grade Cycle of Rebirth Well only contains the 4 paths of Human, Ghost, Beast, and Demon. The Divine Spirit Well above it is a celestial treasure of the Heavenly Immortal level."

"Yet the Primordial Reincarnation Well capable of reincarnating 1 as a Primordial Divine Spirit exists only within the true 6 Paths Reincarnation Well, of which there is but a single entity throughout the entire Celestial Realm."

At this point, Nether Yin Lord spoke with a grave expression: "To forge the Soul-Gathering Bell, the skills of an ordinary ghost immortal are insufficient.

"It would also require a Ghost Immortal Elder of the Earth Immortal level, obtaining the Netherstone that cleaved heaven and earth, to have any possibility of refining it successfully." Netherstone

Eldrin's expression turned grave, a frown involuntarily creasing his brow.

The Netherworld Elder of the Earth Immortal level possessed an extraordinary status and position, ranking among the ancestral figures even amidst the Nether Yin Sovereigns.

Having just arrived in the celestial realm, his assets remained exceedingly meager. Even if others were willing to assist, he likely couldn't afford the price.

"It seems I'll have to wait until another day to discuss this."

After much deliberation, Eldrin dismissed the thought and could only store away the 2 treasures.

Then he turned his gaze to the Verdant Leaf Sword and inquired, "This sword was gifted to me by an elder when I was but a child."

"Now that the Ancestor has passed away for thousands of years, he must have undergone numerous reincarnations. I wonder if we can locate his reincarnated form through aura resonance?"

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, a flicker of emotion passed through Yinjun's eyes. He gazed at the Verdant Leaf Sword, shook his head slowly, and let out a soft sigh as he spoke.

"This sword's material was originally quite weak, yet it has reached the level of a superior spirit treasure. It seems you have consistently nourished it with your magical power and immortal essence."

Eldrin (Person Name) gave a slight nod upon hearing this. The Verdant Leaf Sword was originally a magical blade transformed from a single leaf, its grade merely Upper Tier 1.

Yet, after being nurtured by Eldrin (Person Name) for 7 1000 years and repeatedly tempered by magical power and immortal essence, it had actually reached the level of a superior spiritual treasure.

Were it to be placed in the mortal realm, this object could be hailed as a peerless immortal sword, worthy of serving as the guardian immortal sword of a Nascent Soul-level sect.

Yet this treasure was exceedingly plain, its sharpness completely concealed within, appearing as ordinary as a common leaf of Bamboo (Person Name).

"Originally a mundane object, it was fortunate enough to be nurtured by an immortal."

Unbeknownst to him, he had attained the power to flatten mountains and tread upon seas, to tear open the earth for thousands of miles.

"This world is truly wondrous."

With a tone of profound amazement, Yinjun shook his head and sighed, "Thousands of years have passed. Your old acquaintance has likely undergone over a 100 cycles of reincarnation. To find them, you would need to consult the Book of Life and Death to trace their path through the ages."

However, within the Vast Azure Immortal Realm, netherworlds like my Night City are countless. There’s no telling in which city he has reincarnated, nor how many such realms he has traversed through his many lifetimes.

"to follow the vine and locate the melon, as it were, and find his reincarnated form..."

The Nether Lord’s voice paused ever so slightly as he spoke with a tone of regret, “Difficult, difficult, difficult!”

Eldrin’s face fell, a bitter expression clouding his features. Though he had anticipated this outcome, he still could not resign himself to it. "Surely," he asked unwillingly, "not even we, the 9 Heavens Immortals, possess a solution?"

"Yet it is not entirely without recourse." The Lord of Netherdark Yin shook his head with a bitter smile. "Should the day come when you ascend to become a Kalpic Eon Immortal, or even attain the realm of a Great Luo Golden Immortal..."

"Then with but a single word from you, throughout the vast expanse of the Qingcang Immortal Realm, countless rulers of the underworld would act on your behalf, meticulously unraveling the threads of fate to locate his reincarnated form."

Yet even so, for 1 who had undergone countless cycles of reincarnation, that lifetime spanning over a 100 years had long faded into distant memories—now scarcely retrievable.

Eldrin listened in silence, a profound heaviness settling in his heart. Though immortals possessed eternal life and carefree existence, even they had their limits—there were always matters beyond their power. He had anticipated this outcome, yet hearing the words spoken directly by the Netherdark Monarch, Eldrin felt an ache that pierced deep into his soul.

"Let it be, so be it."

Eldrin sighed and ultimately shook his head, resigning himself to letting the matter rest. Noticing this, the Nether Sovereign’s eyes flickered imperceptibly. He cast a thoughtful glance at the Verdant Leaf Sword in Eldrin’s hand and mused aloud with deliberate meaning.

"The Immortal Sword has a spirit, it recognizes its master."

In ancient legends, there were immortals who fell into the cycle of reincarnation, trapped in the mystery of the womb life after life.

Until the day when the ancient immortal sword found his reincarnated form, ultimately awakening his memories of past lives.

The Nether Lord paused, observing the eager expression on Eldrin’s face before continuing, “After being nurtured by you, it has now awakened a trace of sentience.”

If 1 day he could ascend to the Immortal Realm and get close enough to that reincarnated form of your old friend, perhaps he could help you retrieve his reincarnated soul.

Upon hearing this, Eldrin’s expression shifted abruptly. He immediately tightened his grip on the Verdant Leaf Sword and cupped his hands respectfully toward the Shadow Sovereign. "My gratitude for the reminder, Shadow Sovereign. I am deeply indebted."

"’Tis but a rumor, its veracity yet unconfirmed. There is no need to thank me."

Lord of the Netherworld waved his hand, his gaze shifting to the Dao Ruins Sword as he said, "You and I should make a trip to the Soul-Cleansing Pool and the Wheel of Reincarnation to assist him in his reincarnation."

"So it shall be."

Eldrin nodded and followed the Lord of Nocturnal Yin, arriving at a secluded pool of chilling water.

Before him lay a pool of exceptionally clear water, where countless souls thrashed about as if drowning, desperately struggling to cross.

They screamed in desperate agony as the Clear Soul Pool's waters washed away, cleansing all memories and worldly attachments from their spirits.

"This Soul-Cleansing Pool can wash away the worldly attachments of cultivators, purifying their souls so they may pass through the Cycle Well and be reborn."

"However, this would cleanse them of all their past memories."

Gazing at the Soul Cleansing Pool before them, the Netherdark Yin Lord began recounting in a measured tone the profound mysteries contained within this sacred basin.

Chapter 1: The Youth from Azure Cloud Sect The mountain peaks pierced the clouds like jade pillars holding up the heavens, shrouded in mist that swirled with spiritual energy. On a bluestone platform overlooking a bottomless chasm, a young man in cyan robes sat cross-legged, his breathing synchronized with the whispering winds. "Lin Feng (Person Name), your cultivation has stagnated at the third layer of Qi Refinement for 3 months," an elder's voice echoed from behind. "The Outer Sect Competition approaches in merely 30 days. If you cannot break through..." "I understand, Elder Ming (Person Name)." Lin Feng opened his eyes, his gaze falling upon the silver-ringed dagger at his waist—the last relic his parents had left him before disappearing a decade ago. Suddenly, spatial ripples tore through the clouds as a crimson talisman descended from the sky, embedding itself between Lin Feng's brows. The Grand Moon Pendant (Magic Treasure) around his neck glowed fiercely as fragmented memories flooded his mind: A battlefield where stars shattered, a woman with silver eyes whispering "The Heavenly Dao must never learn of your existence," and 9 crystalline pillars sealing a primordial darkness. When Lin Feng regained consciousness, the setting sun had painted the peaks blood-red. The jade slip containing the "Azure Cloud Art (Cultivation Method)" in his hand had transformed—the characters now writhed like living dragons, revealing hidden passages he'd never seen before. "So the 'Azure Cloud Art' was never complete..." Lin Feng murmured. According to the revealed text, the ninth layer wasn't the culmination, but merely the foundation for true cultivation. That night, while other disciples meditated under the moon, Lin Feng followed the revised cultivation method, guiding spiritual energy through long-dormant meridians. The spiritual energy of the entire mountain converged, forming a vortex visible only to those with opened Heavenly Eyes. By dawn, when the morning bell tolled 30-6 times, Lin Feng had not only broken through to the fourth layer but directly reached its peak. The Senior Disciple distributing spirit stones stared in shock at the testing stone: "Fourth layer? Impossible! You were just at the third layer yesterday!" Lin Feng simply accepted his monthly allocation of 300 spirit stones. But as his fingers brushed against the stones, they instantly turned gray, their energy drained completely. The Grand Moon Pendant (Magic Treasure) warmed against his chest, its silver glow deepening slightly. "Elder Ming was right," the Senior Disciple sneered, "trash will always be trash. Even a breakthrough can't fix your defective spiritual roots." Lin Feng smiled faintly, sensing the ancient power awakening within him. "Senior Brother, would you care to test this 'trash' in the dueling arena?" The surrounding disciples fell silent. A Qi Refinement fourth layer challenging a seventh layer? Had Lin Feng gone mad? But Lin Feng's mind was already elsewhere, recalling the crimson talisman's final warning: "The 9 Provinces Heavenly Fate Conference begins in 3 years. The sealed ones are stirring... Find the other 8 inheritors before the eclipse." Unbeknownst to all, deep within the forbidden archives of the sect, a dusty star chart began glowing, its constellations rearranging to form an ancient prophecy: "When the sealed inheritance reappears, the keeper of the heavenly secrets shall return."