Chapter 284 Deciding to Take Action, Ronan (Person Name) Seeks Revenge

At this thought, Eldrin decided to accept the matter.

He pondered for a moment before replying carefully, "I can agree to this matter, but when do you plan to make your move?"

"His remaining lifespan is running short, so naturally, the sooner the better." Seeing him agree, Yu Qingyan replied with overflowing delight.

"With the beast tide imminent, let us proceed before it arrives."

After the 2 had settled on a time to avenge Yu Qingyan, Eldrin rode his sword back to Yu County. Upon locating the old clan leader, he gave a concise account of the matter.

After listening, Chen Changxuan fell into a brief contemplation, stroking his beard as he remarked, "I too have heard of Elder Mystic Gu Xuan. As a rogue cultivator at the False Core Realm, he is indeed a rather troublesome opponent."

"Dealing with these rogue cultivators, defeating them is not difficult, but eliminating them completely is a far greater challenge."

Eldrin nodded. This was precisely why he had sought out the old clan leader.

Although he was confident he could defeat Gu Xuan the Elder Mystic (Person Name), numerous variables could influence a duel between cultivators.

The Elder Mystic Gu Xuan (Person Name) had entrenched himself within Ronan (Person Name), occupying a spiritual island in the river as his sanctum. He had erected a third-tier, medium-grade Mountain Guardian Array (Formation), making any assault likely to incur hidden losses before the battle even began.

Even with Eldrin (Person Name)'s cultivation level, he had no confidence in single-handedly breaking the grand formation to slay the target. Thus, he resolved to mobilize a number of allies to jointly dismantle the formation.

At this thought, Yi He spoke up: "For this battle, I must ask Uncle to lend me a hand."

"No matter." The old clan leader nodded calmly. "To be safe, let Kael and the others join this battle as well. Now that they've broken through to the Violet Mansion realm, they should be of some assistance."

"Hmm, that might be for the best."

Since the decision to take action had been made, the clan carried out a personnel reshuffle that very day.

In this battle, only the family's Zifu cultivators took part. Aside from Eldrin and the Old Patriarch, 4 others joined the fray: Kael, Caleb, Ethan, and Lila.

The family was left under the guardianship of Lior (Person Name), Chen Qingwan, and Silas (Person Name), who had only recently broken through to the Violet Mansion realm.

6 Eldrin Realm cultivators joining forces were more than sufficient to breach a mid-grade third-tier mountain protection array. However, to account for any unforeseen circumstances, Eldrin had also retrieved a Array-Breaking Talisman from the clan treasury—a meticulously preserved treasure.

Once everyone had assembled, Eldrin summoned the Purple Blood Skiff. After picking up Yu Qingyan, they soared through the skies toward the Kingdom of Cang.

The Cang Kingdom was 1 of the 6 kingdoms of Ji Province, separated by the Cerulean Peaks Range just like the Yan Kingdom.

After traveling for over 20 days and traversing more than 2 million li, the group crossed the Cerulean Peaks Range (Location) and finally arrived at the Cang Nation.

Before they knew it, the group arrived at the banks of the Ji River. Eldrin gazed upon the Ronan, spanning over a million miles in breadth, and couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

This was his second time meeting the vast Ronan (Person Name), yet he still felt his own insignificance.

What was called a river was more akin to a vast ocean—endless currents cascaded like the Milky Way pouring from the heavens, their origins and boundaries lost to the eye.

The old clan leader was also somewhat moved, smiling as he said, "When 1 sees such a vast river, it is hard not to feel a surge of boundless ambition."

It is said that the Ronan River originates from the Vast Marshes and converges into the Ancestral River of the Eastern Wastes, stretching over 10 million li. Witnessing it today, I can confirm this is no exaggeration.

Eldrin's eyes flickered slightly as he recalled the origins of the Eastern Desolation's Ancestral River.

Legend has it that the Eastern Wastelands Ancestral River serves as the primordial water vein of the Eastern Wastelands (Location), converging the cyclical principles of aqueous essence throughout the entire region. A spirit vein of the illustrious sixth rank is nurtured within its depths.

The Eastern Barren Ancestral River stretched for countless hundreds of millions of miles, traversing over half of the Eastern Wastelands. Its upper reaches were dominated by the human patriarch Riverlord Chang, while the lower reaches belonged to the Crocodile Ancestor.

However, the existence of beings like Dao Lords and Demon Ancestors was far too distant for him, and there was no need to dwell on it excessively for now.

Suppressing his thoughts, Eldrin turned his gaze toward Yu Qingyan.

"That Elder Mystic Gu Xuan (Person Name) hides within Ronan (Person Name), and the location of his spirit island is absolutely secret. Surely you have a way to find it."

"Since I’ve come, I’ve naturally made preparations."

Yue Qingyan spoke while performing a tracking mystical ability, sensing the location of her sworn enemy.

She led the group along Ronan's trail, traversing over 2 100 1000 li before finally halting deep within Ronan's territory.

"This is the place."

Yu Qingyan halted in the void, her gaze fixed upon the mist-shrouded river course ahead.

Everyone looked up and saw that the river was shrouded in mist, so faint it could easily be overlooked if 1 wasn’t paying close attention.

Concealment Array

Eldrin (Person Name) murmured softly, his eyes shimmering with spiritual light as he activated the Jade Spirit Pupils to see through the formation.

Having identified his foe, Eldrin summoned the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss. With a resonant shriek of steel, the azure blade erupted into a sword-light spanning hundreds of feet, cleaving through the air toward its target.

A single strike was all it took to shatter the concealment array, revealing the scene hidden within.

Ahead, in the heart of the river, stood a small island spanning 10 square miles. Adorned with blooming flowers, chirping birds, darting fish, and bustling insects, it was a veritable paradise untouched by the mortal world.

Detecting the assault, Gu Xuan the Elder Mystic (Person Name) on the island shifted his expression slightly and promptly activated the Grand Island Protection Array.

A 5-colored radiance enveloped the sky, blocking the assault of the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss (Magic Treasure).

Seeing the visitor summon a fourth-rank immortal sword, Gu Xuan the Elder Mystic (Person Name) slightly changed his expression. While maintaining the mountain-protecting formation, he shouted sternly.

"I bear no grudge against you, sir. Why must you strike at this old man?"

"Hmph, is there truly no enmity between us?"

Yu Qingyan let out a cold sneer and summoned the Zephyr-Corrosion Soul-Erosion Vase. Waves of azure astral winds swept downward.

Eldrin remained expressionless, summoning 2 immortal swords to launch a continuous assault. Beside him, the old clan leader, Kael, and 4 others joined the attack, causing the protective mountain formation to tremble violently under the barrage of brilliant light.

"Damn it."

Only then did Gu Xuan the Elder Mystic realize the gravity of the situation. 7 Purple Palace cultivators had arrived, 3 of whom were at the Purple Palace, Late Stage, and their leader even wielded a fourth-tier immortal sword. They had clearly come prepared.

Although this spirit island also possessed a third-order spirit vein, its grade was merely lower-tier. Even with the mid-tier third-grade Island Protection Array, it would inevitably be breached sooner or later.

At this thought, he decided to activate the formation to counterattack, testing whether he could injure and force the crowd to retreat.

The guardian formation of this spirit island was named the Ren Shui Bao He Formation, crafted from 2 magic treasures: the Ren Shui Pearl and the Bao He Seal.

Both the Ren Shui Pearl and the Bao He Seal were water-attribute magical treasures. The former could unleash the Divine Ren Water Thunder, while the latter could deploy a protective light barrier—both were quite formidable artifacts.

Boom—

A thunderous roar echoed as Gu Xuan the Elder Mystic (Person Name) summoned the Renshui Pearl (Magic Treasure), unleashing a dazzling divine lightning strike from above.

This formation channeled a portion of Ronan's water vein power, capable of unleashing 9 Water of Ren Divine Thunderbolts—each strike rivaling the full-force blow of a False Core cultivator.

"Be careful."

As the divine thunderbolt struck, the Old Clan Leader summoned the Taibai 7 Stars Pearl to block it, his expression turning grave as he warned.

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 yet his eyes burning with defiance. "Fellow Daoists, you schemed against me for the Heavenly Jade Scripture, but did you ever consider I would choose soul dispersion over surrender?" Lin Xuan's voice echoed across the peaks, each word dripping with cold mockery. Before him, hundreds of cultivators from various sects hovered in the air, their magical treasures glowing with menacing light. The leader, Elder Minghe of the Profound Sky Sect, sneered, "Lin Xuan, hand over the scripture and we might spare your soul!" Lin Xuan laughed heartily, the sound carrying both sorrow and madness. "The Heavenly Jade Scripture records the path to immortal ascension, something you lot will never comprehend!" As he spoke, his hands formed a complex seal. Golden runes emerged from his body, swirling around him like fiery butterflies. "Since you crave it so much, let me show you its true power!" A blinding light erupted, swallowing the entire mountain. In that final moment, Lin Xuan felt his consciousness fading, his millennia of cultivation dissipating like smoke. Then, darkness. *** "Young master? Young master, wake up!" Lin Xuan's eyelids fluttered open to find a delicate face hovering above him, tears glistening in concerned eyes. The girl couldn't be more than 16, her simple servant's attire unable to conceal her budding beauty. "Qingluan?" The name slipped from his lips instinctively, though the memories felt foreign, like watching someone else's life play out. The girl's eyes widened in surprise. "Young master, you remember me?" Lin Xuan sat up slowly, his mind reeling. This wasn't his immortal form that had cultivated for 3 1000 years, but the frail body of a 15-year-old youth. Scanning the shabby room with its cracked walls and worn furniture, fragmented memories flooded his consciousness. He was still Lin Xuan, but now a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect's outer circle. Or more accurately, the former young master of a declined cultivation family, now struggling at the bottom of the sect hierarchy. "Don't worry, young master," Qingluan said softly, offering a porcelain bowl. "I've exchanged my monthly allowance of 3 spirit stones for this Body Restoration Soup. It will help you recover from your injuries." Lin Xuan's gaze fell upon the murky liquid in the bowl. In his previous life, he wouldn't have glanced at such low-grade medicinal soup. But now... He accepted the bowl, his fingers brushing against Qingluan's. The girl blushed and lowered her head. As the warm liquid flowed down his throat, Lin Xuan closed his eyes, sensing the faint spiritual energy within. It was meager, barely enough to mend minor wounds, yet Qingluan had sacrificed her entire month's resources for this. Memories surfaced of how he had been severely injured during a sect mission, all because of that scheming inner disciple Zhang Hu. The boy had coveted his family heirloom, the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, and when Lin Xuan refused to hand it over, Zhang Hu had arranged for him to take on a dangerous mission alone. "Zhang Hu..." Lin Xuan murmured, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. In his previous life, he had been the Immortal Monarch who dominated the cultivation world. Now reborn, he would make sure those who wronged him paid the price. But first, he needed to regain his strength. Sitting cross-legged on the worn futon, Lin Xuan began circulating the basic cultivation technique of the Azure Cloud Sect. To his surprise, the spiritual energy in the air converged toward him at an astonishing rate, far exceeding what this mediocre technique should achieve. Then he understood - though his cultivation was gone, his comprehension of the Dao remained. The insights gained through 3 1000 years of cultivation had followed his soul into this new life. A faint smile touched his lips. With the Heavenly Jade Scripture's knowledge and his accumulated wisdom, reaching the pinnacle of cultivation again was only a matter of time. "Those who showed me kindness, I shall repay tenfold. Those who wronged me, I shall return hundredfold." Lin Xuan whispered his vow to the silent room. "This time, I shall tread the path of immortality anew, and reach heights beyond my previous life!" Outside the window, the first light of dawn painted the horizon, illuminating the path of a legend about to begin again.