Chapter 255 The Legacy of a Nascent Soul Sect

Strictly speaking, this spiritual vein had been contaminated by subterranean fire, transforming into a fire spiritual vein brimming with boundless baleful energy.

Only a Golden Core cultivator would dare absorb spiritual energy containing such vast amounts of Fire Fiend Qi (Spiritual Root).

"Senior."

The crowd bowed with deep reverence. Only then did Elder Qingci step forward to the man and retrieve the Storage Pouch from his person.

This was not the time to distribute treasures. Eldrin collected the formation artifacts of the fourth-tier array and said.

"Let's withdraw for now. We'll divide the treasures after we get out."

"Wait a moment."

Before departing, the Clear Verse Wanderer pondered for a moment, then collected the man’s remains and said, “We owe a karmic debt. Let us take this senior’s bones with us, lest they be devoured by demonic beasts.”

"Very well, place the senior's remains onto my Crimson Blood Vessel."

Hearing this, Eldrin couldn't help but regard this man with greater esteem.

A few days later, the group carried the remains of their senior along with their spoils, and soared out of the Inferno Prison Sea aboard the Crimson Blood Vessel.

After departing from the Blazing Prison of Infernal Flames, the group descended upon a desolate mountain. Over several days, they worked to break the seals on the storage pouch. When it was finally opened, they could not help but stare in astonishment.

As a Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivator, this individual carried only a few magical treasures upon their person, yet concealed within them were 17 precious ancient tomes.

Soon, the group found a letter among the ancient texts and understood this person's origins.

"My name is Lin Daoyang, an elder of the Azure Void Sect, a major faction of the Eastern Sea."

“The Demonic Chariot Cataclysm descends upon us. Our Azure Void Sect’s entire lineage of heroic martyrs has fallen—all 3 Nascent Soul True Lords have perished in battle.”

"I escaped with a portion of the legacy to the Eastern Wastelands (Location), only to have vile curs covet what I carried..."

It turned out this man was named Lin Daoyang (Person Name), the Legacy Elder of the Qingxu Sect (Sect Name) – a Nascent Soul cultivation sect from the Eastern Sea. 3 100 years ago, when the Qingxu Sect was struck by a calamity, Lin Daoyang fled to the Eastern Wastelands (Location) with a portion of the sect’s legacy.

Though Lin Daoyang had barely managed to fight his way out of the encirclement, he was severely wounded and his strength greatly diminished. After arriving at Eastern Wastelands (Location), his inherited legacy became an object of covetousness, inevitably plunging him into successive battles.

This Elder Lin possessed a cultivation base as high as the ninth level of the Golden Core Realm. However, his life-bound magic treasure and signature artifacts had shattered during the breakout battle. After arriving at Eastern Wastelands (Location), he faced consecutive fierce battles, and most of his magical treasures were either lost or damaged beyond repair.

In the end, he resorted to a forbidden art to escape into the Blazing Inferno Sea. Yet, ultimately unable to endure his grievous injuries, he deployed his final fourth-tier defensive artifact—the Golden Light Glazed Chalice—to erect a protective formation. After leaving this letter behind, he passed away.

"Alas."

Eldrin let out a soft sigh.

At the moment of his death, Lin Daoyang was still consumed by overwhelming hatred.

He had 2 unfulfilled final wishes, his heart's desire made clear—to pass on his legacy, but it would require undertaking 2 karmic debts.

1 was to avenge him by slaying his murderer, Astrael (Person Name). That Astrael (Person Name) was the foremost rogue cultivator of the Heavenly Abode Continent (Location). Though he had only been at Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) 3 100 years ago, his strength had now advanced to the Great Perfection of the Golden Core.

The second task is to journey to the Eastern Sea cultivation realm, locate the legacy treasure of the Qingxu Sect, and reestablish the orthodox lineage of Qingxu Sect.

Even if I do not inherit the Qingxu Sect myself, I must find a suitable successor for the Qingxu Sect.

Bound by this karma, the individual must swear a Heart Demon Blood Oath, vowing to accomplish these 2 tasks for him within 5 100 years.

As his reward, he now possessed the 17 ancient tomes left behind by Lin Daoyang.

The ancient tomes brought by Lin Daoyang were truly extraordinary, even though there were merely a dozen or so volumes.

Yet it contained 1 Nascent Soul cultivation method, 2 Major Divine Abilities, with the remainder being Golden Core realm techniques. It could truly be called the foundational inheritance of the Qingxu Sect.

To prevent these cultivation techniques from being disseminated, Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Azure Sun Sect had placed restrictive seals upon them.

Unless 1 possessed a specialized technique, even an ordinary Golden Core cultivator would find it nearly impossible to open. Moreover, if forcibly attempted, the cultivation method would self-destruct.

Precisely because of this, the severely wounded Lin Daoyang was able to employ a forbidden art to escape with his life. Had it not been for those assailants wanting to capture him alive back then, he would have long perished amidst the encirclement.

Now, the only 1 that knows of this method is that Rank 4, Superior-Grade treasure, the Golden Light Glazed Lamp.

This treasure's intelligence was now nearly on par with a human's. Unless they swore a Heart Demon Blood Oath, it adamantly refused to impart its cultivation method to the group.

"What a pity."

"To inherit the Dao tradition, it seems I must embrace this karmic tie."

Qingci Sanren shook his head, a trace of reluctance stirring within his heart.

Given his innate talent and current strength, there was almost no hope for vengeance within 5 100 years. If he were to swear a Heart Demon Blood Oath, it would likely hinder his cultivation in the future.

The other 2 also frowned. Inner demons would not necessarily wait 5 100 years to manifest. If they were to make a blood oath despite knowing full well they could not achieve vengeance within 5 centuries, this inner demon would likely become the greatest obstacle on their path of cultivation.

Eldrin glanced at the group, pondered for a moment, and said, "I can bear the weight of this karma."

"Either this legacy shall be mine, and upon obtaining the method, I shall grant each of you a cultivation technique capable of reaching the ninth level of Golden Core."

"This Golden Light Glazed Lamp, along with the other treasures, I can yield to you as well."

The 3 of them fell into a brief, contemplative silence, their hearts stirring with a flicker of interest.

At its peak, the Qingxu Sect possessed only 3 Nascent Soul cultivation methods. The 1 before his eyes served as the foundational legacy of the Qingxu Sect, and naturally would never be permitted for outsiders to peruse.

They are unbound by karma, yet they obtained 3 Golden Core ninth-level cultivation methods. Moreover, that Golden Light Glazed Lamp is a supreme fourth-tier superior-grade magic treasure, its value likely equivalent to at least 5 to 6 million spirit stones.

As a Golden Core Perfection cultivator, the various miscellaneous items Lin Daoyang carried were regarded by the group as exceedingly precious treasures.

Moreover, the storage pouch contained several fourth-grade heavenly treasures. If sold, they could fetch 2 to 3 million spirit stones. Overall, these treasures were far more practical for the 3 rogue cultivators.

After all, the 3 were rogue cultivators—even if they obtained countless cultivation techniques, they could only practice 1 at a time.

On the contrary, that Golden Radiance Glazed Lamp is a heavy treasure, an artifact second only to devil-refining supreme treasures, something that even Golden Core, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) experts would covet.

With this treasure in hand, unless he breaks through to the Nascent Soul Realm, it could serve as his ultimate protective treasure. If used for exchange, it would be sufficient to acquire 3 or 4 Golden Core Formation Pills (Spiritual Object).

At this thought, Clear Word Elder exchanged a glance with the 2 men, then nodded and said, "So it shall be."

"Exhilarating."

Eldrin smiled faintly, made a Heart Demon Blood Oath to obtain the method, and then selected 3 Golden Core cultivation techniques with suitable attributes for the trio.

After the transaction was completed, the group deliberately took a blood oath of secrecy before finally revealing joyous smiles.

The expedition proved rewarding for all parties involved. He had obtained the precious legacy and a Nascent Soul cultivation method, while the other 3 had divided a substantial amount of treasures among themselves.

After gathering a pile of ancient texts, Eldrin revealed a faint smile, intending to examine them carefully in the days to come.

Although this encounter incurred karmic ties, the family had fortuitously obtained 17 Golden Core cultivation methods, which would substantially enhance the clan's foundational strength from this point onward.

Especially that Nascent Soul cultivation method—it was a treasure even Nascent Soul Immortal Clans would covet, worthy of being passed down as a family heirloom.

Chapter 1: Rebirth of the Immortal Monarch The sky tore asunder, bleeding crimson lightning. Chu Xuan stood atop the Celestial Summit Peak, his white robes stained with blood, the 9 Provinces Sword in his hand trembling violently. "Ha..." He let out a self-mocking laugh, gazing at the countless cultivators surrounding him. "To think I, Chu Xuan, who once shook the heavens, would fall here today." Memories surged through his mind—the glorious days as the Immortal Monarch reigning over the myriad realms, the bitter battles against the demonic tribes, and ultimately, the betrayal by his most trusted disciple. Just as the allied forces of the righteous and demonic paths were about to strike, a mysterious light erupted from the ancient jade pendant at his chest. When Chu Xuan reopened his eyes, he found himself in a simple room. The scent of medicinal herbs filled the air, and his body felt weak as if drained of all strength. "This is... my body from 3 100 years ago?" He stared at his youthful hands in disbelief. Suddenly, the door burst open. A girl of 15 or 16 rushed in, her face pale with panic. "Young master! The Lin family's young master is here to cause trouble! He says if you don't hand over the Spirit Nurturing Pill, he'll destroy our Chu family's ancestral hall!" Chu Xuan's eyes narrowed. He remembered this day—the beginning of his family's downfall 3 centuries ago. "Xiao Yan," he called the girl's name softly, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. "Tell him I'll be right there." The Chu family courtyard was already crowded with people. Lin Feng (Person Name), dressed in brocade robes, stood arrogantly at the center, flanked by several guards. "Chu Xuan, you trash who can't even condense qi! Do you really think you're worthy of keeping the Spirit Nurturing Pill?" Lin Feng sneered, his gaze contemptuous. Chu Xuan remained calm. "The Spirit Nurturing Pill was bestowed upon me by the Azure Cloud Sect. What gives you the right to take it?" "Right?" Lin Feng laughed wildly. "In this world, strength is the only right!" He motioned with his hand, and a guard immediately stepped forward, throwing a punch at Chu Xuan. The onlookers held their breath. Everyone knew Chu Xuan had been unable to cultivate since childhood, making him no match for even an ordinary guard. But then, something unbelievable happened. Chu Xuan merely lifted his hand, his fingers gently tracing a mysterious arc in the air. The guard suddenly froze mid-punch, his body rigid, his eyes filled with terror. "This... this is impossible!" Lin Feng stared in disbelief. "You... you can actually use spiritual techniques?" Chu Xuan's expression remained indifferent. Though his cultivation was gone, the comprehension of a former Immortal Monarch remained. A mere Qi Condensation realm guard was nothing to him. "Get lost," he said softly. Lin Feng's face turned pale, then red. He never expected the rumored waste would possess such power. "Fine! Just you wait, Chu Xuan! This isn't over!" After leaving these harsh words, Lin Feng led his men away in dismay. The Chu family members looked at Chu Xuan in shock, as if seeing him for the first time. Back in his room, Chu Xuan sat cross-legged, sensing the sparse spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him. "Although I've been reborn, my meridians are still blocked. I need to reopen them as soon as possible." He took out a simple wooden box. Inside lay a milky-white pill emanating rich spiritual energy—the very Spirit Nurturing Pill that had caused so much trouble. "With this pill, I can reach the third level of Qi Condensation in 1 go." Closing his eyes, Chu Xuan began to operate the Heavenly Star Art (Cultivation Method), a supreme technique he had created in his previous life. Although low-level now, its profound mysteries were beyond comparison to ordinary techniques. As spiritual energy gathered from all directions, the Spirit Nurturing Pill in his hand gradually melted, transforming into streams of pure spiritual power that surged into his body. Time passed slowly. When Chu Xuan opened his eyes again, 2 beams of light shot out from them. "Third level of Qi Condensation, achieved." He clenched his fists, feeling the long-lost power flowing within him. "But this is far from enough. The heavenly tribulation 3 100 years from now, and that traitor's betrayal... I must regain my peak strength before then." Just as he was lost in thought, a burst of noise came from outside. "Chu Xuan! Come out here!" A familiar voice echoed, sending a chill through Chu Xuan's heart. It was his second uncle, Chu Tianxiong (Person Name)—the very man who would later betray the family and join forces with the Lin family to destroy the Chu family.