Chapter 144 Third Grade Purple Aura Pill (Spiritual Object)

After Elder Yang finished speaking, he pondered for a moment before taking out a treasure box and handing it to the 2 of them.

Eldrin opened the casket to find 3 pale purple treasures pills within. These pills possessed a crystalline translucence, their mere appearance radiating an extraordinary aura.

"This is the Purple Aura Pill (Spiritual Object), a third-tier lower-grade elixir, a treasured pill preserved by our Yang Family."

"When consumed, this can restore 40% of the spiritual energy for a Purple Palace, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivator. If both of you take it, it should replenish 80 to 90 percent of your true essence."

Elder Yang continued, adding, "Both of you possess considerable strength, but your true essence remains your greatest weakness. Once locked in a protracted battle, you will likely exhaust your true essence."

With this elixir, even in the midst of a protracted battle, your combat prowess should rival that of a Purple Palace, Early Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivator.

Eldrin exchanged a glance with the old clan leader before ultimately accepting the pill.

The 2 of them now possessed true essence equivalent to 80 percent of the Violet Mansion's first layer, yet it ultimately paled in comparison to the profound subtleties of arcane power.

When activating a third-order magic treasure, a Purple Mansion cultivator only expends 1 unit of spiritual power, whereas they must consume double the amount of true essence to achieve equivalent potency.

With this Purple Aura Pill (Spiritual Object), their true essence would nearly double, and their endurance in prolonged combat should be on par with that of a Zi Palace realm cultivator.

The Purple Aura Pill (Spiritual Object) ranked among the most common third-grade treasure elixirs, with a single pill valued at approximately 5,000 spirit stones. For Patriarch Yang to produce 3 of them at once for the 2 cultivators demonstrated his unwavering commitment to securing victory in this war.

"Rest assured, Elder," the old clan leader received the precious pill, his expression grave as he declared, "In this battle, we shall surely vanquish our formidable foes."

Elder Yang nodded, his expression grave as he said, "With those words from you, I am reassured."

With some time still remaining, everyone began restoring their vital energy and magic power.

The old clan leader glanced at Eldrin and couldn't resist asking, "How have you recovered after taking the Explosive Yuan Pill?"

"Not a problem."

Eldrin nodded calmly and said, "Back when I was still at Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage, I could already recover within a month after consuming the Exploding Origin Pill. Now that I've reached Foundation Establishment, Late Stage, the backlash from the pill has become minimal."

"Yet without the Exploding Origin Pill, I'm afraid my contribution will pale in comparison to yours, Elder Uncle."

The Old Patriarch possessed profound true essence. With the 3 Treasures Vermillion Gold Formation Banner, he could both attack and defend seamlessly. This single treasure alone elevated his combat prowess to the threshold of the Foundation Establishment realm, let alone now that he had also obtained the Yi Wood Azure Spirit Pearl.

Although Eldrin's true essence was no weaker than his, relying solely on the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss and the Luofu Vajra Seal, their power could barely match the Crimson-Gold Banner of the 3 Treasures—this extraordinarily precious array artifact.

This set of formation flags consisted of 14 second-tier magical instruments. When assembled into an array, the power they unleashed was truly astonishing—let alone the fact that the Old Clan Leader had also obtained the Verdant Wood Spirit Pearl.

Unless he resorted to the Thunderous Blaze Sword, with 2 third-tier flying swords in hand and a third-tier defensive artifact, the combat prowess he could unleash would likely rival that of the old clan leader.

However, the former master of the Eldritch Thunderfire Sword was none other than Patriarch Yang Yonglu of the Yang Clan. Yang Yonglu belonged to an even earlier generation than Yang Yuanhe and was, in fact, of the same generation as Yang Zhengyuan’s nephew.

Eldrin had no idea whether the 2 Ancestors of the Yang Family would react upon seeing this sword, or if they would desire to reclaim the flying sword.

Thus, unless absolutely necessary, he was unwilling to reveal this trump card before ordinary people.

"You have sorely underestimated yourself."

However, the old clan leader did not share this view. He shook his head and said, "Your talent for combat is truly remarkable. When it comes to seizing the critical moment in battle, even I am far inferior to you."

"Take 2 of these Purple Aura Pills (Spiritual Object). With double the primordial energy, you might seize the moment to achieve remarkable combat results."

The old clan leader spoke as he handed 2 Purple Aura Pills (Spiritual Object) to Eldrin (Person Name), keeping only 1 for himself which he tucked into his robe.

Elsewhere, the 2 Yang Family Ancestors were meditating in the distance, restoring their spiritual power.

Yang Yuanhe gazed at his ancestor, a flicker of hesitation crossing his expression. After a long pause, he finally couldn't resist speaking.

"Elder Uncle, I heard that the Thunder Roc perished at the hands of the Chen Clan."

"Is this matter true or false?"

"Of course it's real." Elder Yang nodded calmly. "It's not as if you haven't seen the 7 Stars Demon-Slaying Ark with your own eyes."

"In that case, do you have nothing you wish to say?"

Yang Yuanhe spoke up, unable to contain himself, "We've long since confirmed that Uncle Yonglu's Thunderfire Sword of the Returning Abyss is in the possession of that Thunder Roc."

"Now that the Thunder Roc has died at the hands of the Chen Family, the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss has most likely fallen into their possession."

"Shouldn't we reclaim Uncle Yonglu's belongings?"

"Why did you still give them the Purple Aura Pill (Spiritual Object)?"

"I understand what you're thinking."

Patriarch Yang shook his head, scrutinizing Yang Yuanhe carefully before asking.

"Let me ask you, was it our Yang Family who reclaimed the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss?"

"This..."

Yang Yuanhe hesitated briefly, momentarily at a loss for words.

Seeing his expression, Patriarch Yang let out a helpless sigh and continued.

"You possess dual spiritual roots of metal and water, which conflict with the Fiery Thunder Sword, making it impossible for you to unleash even a fraction of its power."

"Moreover, retrieving the Thunderfire Sword would inevitably mean crossing the 2 members of the Chen family."

"And the Chen family, grandfather and grandson, still have ample lifespan. I can see they will inevitably join our ranks sooner or later. For now, I can still keep them in check, but have you considered the future?"

"I have already lived over 3 100 and 50 years. Although I have consumed a third-grade Life Extension Pill, my remaining lifespan is less than 80 years. Once I pass away, will you alone in Bianzhou be able to suppress the 2 members of the Chen Family?"

After Elder Yang finished speaking, he cast a disappointed glance at Yang Yuanhe.

He sighed, yet continued instructing his grandnephew, "The Xu family has 2 Eldrin cultivators. Xavier still has over a 100 years of lifespan remaining, while Xu Daoyuan is renowned throughout the Chu Kingdom as a prodigious young Eldrin genius."

"Back when the Xu Family came begging to purchase the Li Fire Divine Thunder for Xu Daoyuan, you adamantly refused to sell it. That alone has offended the Xu Family. After I undergo nirvana, I fear you'll find it difficult to maintain your footing in Border Province."

"Today, I gave them the Purple Aura Pill (Spiritual Object) solely to plant a seed of goodwill for your sake."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuanhe finally noticed that his granduncle’s hair had turned silver-white, and he appeared far more aged than in days gone by.

Elder Yang gazed at him, let out a helpless sigh, and shook his head as he said.

"If your Uncle Yonglu hadn't perished during the great beast upheaval 1 100 years ago, he would have surely broken through to Purple Palace, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm) by now."

"He was far more composed than you, but fate was unkind—he fell to the claws of the Purple-Spotted Wolf King (Demon Beast). If we succeed in slaying the beast tomorrow, it shall serve as vengeance for your Uncle Yonglu."

The night passed swiftly, and at the break of dawn the next day, everyone boarded the flying vessel, setting off toward Fengyang Trading Post (Location).

Elsewhere in Fengyang Trading Post (Location), Elder Xavier (Person Name) struck as planned, leading the cultivators of Feng County in a fierce charge from the city to engage the demonic beasts in battle.

Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Immortal Monarch The sky tore open with a thunderous roar, crimson lightning dancing across the heavens like vengeful serpents. Amidst the raging storm, a figure stood tall upon the peak of Mount Celestial, his white robes stained with blood. "Fellow Daoists, have you truly come this far just for my Eternal Heaven Scripture?" Lin Xuan's voice remained calm, though his spiritual energy was nearly depleted. Before him stood tens of thousands of cultivators from the 3 immortal sects and 9 demonic clans, their murderous intent piercing through the clouds. The Grand Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect stepped forward, his voice cold. "Lin Xuan, hand over the scripture and we might spare your soul from complete annihilation." Lin Xuan laughed, a bitter yet defiant sound. "After 3 1000 years of cultivation, I've witnessed countless betrayals. Today, let this forbidden technique be my final gift to you all!" His hands moved in a complex series of seals as he chanted the ancient words: "With my soul as pledge, my blood as sacrifice, I summon the Primordial Chaos!" The world trembled. Space itself began to collapse, forming a massive vortex that devoured everything in its path. The cultivators screamed in terror as their spiritual power was torn from their bodies. "Madman! You've activated the Soul Annihilation Array!" someone shrieked. Darkness consumed Lin Xuan's vision. His final thought was 1 of regret—not for his impending death, but for the junior sister he had failed to protect in his previous life. *** When Lin Xuan opened his eyes again, the scent of medicinal herbs filled his nostrils. Sunlight streamed through a simple window, illuminating the modest wooden room. "This is... my old room in the Cloud Mist Sect?" He looked at his hands—smooth and unmarked, without the scars of 3 1000 years of battle. A system interface materialized before his eyes: [Host: Lin Xuan] [Cultivation: 1st layer of Qi Condensation] [Cultivation Method: Basic Cloud Art] [Techniques: None] [Spirit Stones: 15] He had returned! Back to when he was 15, just 3 days after joining the Cloud Mist Sect, and 1 month before the tragedy that would claim his junior sister's life. A determined glint appeared in his eyes. This time, with the knowledge of his previous life and the newly emerged system, he would rewrite everything. The door creaked open. A young girl with sparkling eyes entered, holding a bowl of steaming spiritual porridge. "Senior Brother Lin, you're awake! You've been unconscious for 2 days after the entrance trial." Lin Xuan's breath caught. "Qing... Qing'er?" It was her—his junior sister who had died protecting him in his previous life. His hands trembled slightly as he accepted the bowl. "Thank you," he said softly, making a silent vow. This time, he would protect her at all costs. Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside. A arrogant voice echoed through the courtyard: "Lin Xuan! Come out and accept your punishment for offending an inner sect disciple!" Qing'er's face paled. "It's Zhao Shan and his lackeys. Senior Brother, maybe you should hide..." Lin Xuan stood up, a cold smile gracing his lips. In his previous life, he had endured this humiliation. But now... "Stay here," he told Qing'er. "I'll handle this." Stepping outside, he faced 3 outer sect disciples. The leader, Zhao Shan, stood with his arms crossed, his cultivation at the 3rd layer of Qi Condensation. "Lin Xuan, you have 3 breaths to kneel and apologize," Zhao Shan sneered. Instead of responding, Lin Xuan accessed the system: [Detected hostile targets. Analyzing weaknesses...] [Zhao Shan: Meridian imbalance at Tanzhong acupoint. Recommend striking with 20% spiritual energy at precise angle.] "Since you're seeking death," Lin Xuan said calmly, "I'll oblige." His body moved like flowing water, fingers striking precisely at Zhao Shan's chest. The bully gasped, his spiritual energy scattering instantly as he collapsed. The other 2 disciples stared in shock. How could a 1st layer Qi Condensation cultivator defeat someone at the 3rd layer? Lin Xuan's eyes swept over them. "Anyone else?" They fled without looking back. From a distant peak, an elder in azure robes watched through a mystical mirror, his expression thoughtful. "Interesting. That strike... it was flawless." Beside him, another elder frowned. "Elder Mingyuan, shall we investigate?" "No need," Elder Mingyuan replied, a faint smile appearing on his face. "The Sect Competition is in 1 month. Let us see what surprises this young man brings." Meanwhile, Lin Xuan had returned to his room. He opened the system interface again, where a new message glowed: [First victory completed. Rewarding host with: Primordial Chaos Codex (Heaven Level cultivation method)]