Chapter 89

After the meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

However, no one could sleep as they were in an unfamiliar place.

"Completely different from my impression of the Xun family," Li Junde muttered to himself, changing into his pajamas. Closing his eyes, he visualized another Xun residence. Although it was not as large as the old Xun family mansion, it had pavilions, terraces, a tranquil lake, and flowers and trees.

"Ultimately, it is different," Li Junde sighed deeply, thinking of something.

Liu Zhenying looked out the window, feeling a chilling atmosphere despite the size of the Xun family estate. Although there were many flowers and trees around, there was no human presence.

"The house is too large, and the familial bonds have been lost."

Although it was hot in summer, the night breeze was cool. He quietly watched the sky, where the stars were brilliant, but the moon was hidden behind dark clouds, hinting at some ominous signs.

Thinking of his family's destruction, Liu Zhenying felt a bitter taste in his heart and silently closed the window to study the magic technique.

Meng Han sat on the bed, brought a mirror, and conversed with the warrior soul Yuan Zai in the mirror.

"Tell me about your deep-seated grudge against someone named Sun Jian, it might cheer me up."

Seeing Meng Han's smug face, Yuan Zai rolled his eyes: "Sun Jian, an opponent from the Heavenly Martial Palace. Although our ancestors had a good relationship, I've never liked him."

The Heavenly Martial Palace was a cultivation sect established after the fall of Ancient Zhao. The last emperor left a final decree before his death, instructing his four guards to lead the royal descendants to the Central Kingdom and establish a sect to await the day of revival.

The four guards, Sun, Shen, Hou, and Yuan, carried the ultimate keys of Ancient Zhao—sword, bow, axe, and spear—and left a legacy in the Central Kingdom.

Sun Jian and Yuan Zai were their descendants.

"Each generation of the Heavenly Martial Palace selects four major disciples, and in this generation, Sun Jian is one of them. I've always found him disagreeable.

However, he has a sworn brother, Hu Dingrong, who is exceptionally powerful. He forced me out of the Heavenly Martial Palace when I committed a certain mistake in the past."

"But looking at his current predicament, it seems Hu Dingrong might have set him up. It's a pity I didn't witness that battle."

"What about the other two?"

"Shen Wei and Hou Cheng left the Heavenly Martial Palace long ago. I don't know where they are. However, the fact that Yuan Zai and I met in the ruins of Ancient Zhao suggests some predestined arrangement." Yuan Zai pondered, perhaps it was the time for the secret vault of Ancient Zhao to open, but the descendants of the Zhao Emperor were nowhere to be found, indicating more turmoil to come.

Yuan Zai didn't want to talk more about his own misfortunes and changed the subject: "The Xun family's residence is definitely not meant for ordinary people."

"What do you mean? I think the Xun family's location is quite good, and there's a dragon vein beneath it." Meng Han practiced the Earth Virtue of the Great Earth, similar to Xun Yi's illumination of the Jupiter star, Meng Han chose the Central Governor star region. He studied Earth-based divine techniques, including the art of finding dragon veins and acupuncture points.

"Hmph, forget about your acupuncture technique. You can't even recognize the road. Wait until you learn the Earth Virtue of the Nine Earths to talk about feng shui."

Meng Han also practiced the Nine Heavens Honggong and the Supreme Virtue Scripture, but his virtue seed was of Earth grade. It was not the "Twelve Celestial Virtues" that Xun Yi possessed, but the "Nine Earths Mystic Virtues." However, both combinations of virtues had similar techniques for creating the world.

Creating the world, with a wave of the hand, could create a world, which belonged to both the Celestial Virtues and the Earth Virtues.

Meng Han had currently learned two Earth-grade virtues: Earthquake and Earth, and Earth Contraction. Earth Contraction, also known as the Heaven and Earth Step, used the earth as a node to manipulate spatial forces for movement.

Despite the sarcasm, Meng Han, with a broad mind, didn't mind and continued to ask about the Xun family.

"Remember, the dragon vein beneath the old Xun family residence is the Blind Ghost Dragon. Although it is one of the eighty-one dragon veins, it does not bless the living but protects the dead.

Building a cemetery here can prolong the family's fortune."

Meng Han vaguely thought of something: "Like the spirit site of our family."

"Similar to your family's cursed spirit site, but in your case, a superior dragon vein was cursed, causing your family to have no descendants and turning into a resentful dragon vein. Here, however, the opposite is done, transforming the ghost dragon vein."

"Admit it, the ancestors of the Xun family had some skills. They planted flowers and trees here and established a special array to transform the feng shui. If you didn't notice, the cypress wall outside the residence is a defensive array. The flowers and trees inside are another array.

Hmph, this is not a place for ordinary people to live. Even if it's not a ghost house, it can only be controlled by cultivators. The ancestors of the Xun family must have had divine path experts. They gathered vitality in this ghost dragon vein, which, although cannot make their descendants compete for the throne, can produce a heavenly genius every few generations. Moreover, you saw Xun Yi's large green mulberry tree. Hehe, the life tree of each generation's head of the family is rooted in the core of the dragon vein, allowing them to transcend from mortals to gods. If I'm not mistaken, the head of the Xun family will definitely become a god after death, and a powerful one at that."

Yuan Zai's tone was solemn: "Tomorrow, when he goes to the ancestral worship, don't follow him. During the worship, the ancestral spirits will descend. They will see some of your secrets, so be careful."

Yuan Zai didn't say that, according to the feng shui of the Xun family's ancestral home, the power of the ancestral spirits might even surpass his own.

Meng Han and the others couldn't sleep, while Xun Yi lay comfortably on the large bed: "It's been a long time since I've been here, and the bed feels unfamiliar."

Hugging the pillow and rolling around, he then took out four items from his bag: a wine cup, a golden bell, a willow branch, and a writing brush.

The wine cup was a gift from Long Ge. According to Bai Fu, Xun Yi drank a sip of the divine wine daily, which nourished his body and allowed him to cultivate faster and enhance his magical power.

The golden bell was obtained from the two children at the gambling den. When he struck the bell, the heavy sound of Da Lu slowly spread, and Xun Yi thought of the old man who told him stories.

"The old man told me stories and had two children with him. The children had a familiar aura. Could they be the two children of the God of Wealth?" Xun Yi thought more and more that it was possible. Entering the Heavenly Dao world, he used the power of the God of Destiny to investigate the past and noticed two faint golden causal lines entangled with his destiny. The causal lines he saw at the gambling den and later when the old man told stories were identical. The other end led to the distant void of the Heavenly Realm, indeed belonging to someone from the Heavenly Realm.

"Indeed, it was them. So, the story was deliberately to remind me." Thinking of the God of Wealth possibly transforming into a mortal to enlighten him, Xun Yi felt a sense of gratitude, carefully storing the bell and picking up the willow branch.

This willow branch was a branch from the body of Willow Gong, carrying the sword technique of a certain ancestor of the Xun family. In Xun Yi's eyes, the "Gentle Breeze Brushing the Willow" sword intent had reached a higher level.

Therefore, Xun Yi often used this move to ponder the higher levels of the sword intent.

"The next cultivation of the Dense Forest Sword Technique has two paths. One is the Heart of Withering and Flourishing, the Heart of the Four Seasons, and the combination of the four seasonal swords. The other is to deduce each of the twelve sword techniques to a higher level."

Holding the willow branch, Xun Yi hesitated. Although this branch could help him perfect "Gentle Breeze Brushing the Willow," what about the other eleven sword techniques?

Especially "Green Cypress Dense Forest," the final move, was even more obscure and difficult to understand.

"Annoying that the notes left by my grandfather are incomplete. Otherwise, why would I linger at this bottleneck?" Xun Yi intended to take the remaining notes and carefully plan his visit to the elders the next day to ensure there were no flaws.

Finally, he picked up the writing brush. The "Dingchang Wenqu Pen" was a divine brush bestowed by the Emperor, enveloped in literary aura, and harmonized with Xun Yi's realm, adding more ink to the literary lake in his spiritual sea.

The soul sat under the tree, silently purifying and transforming his spirit with innate divine soul.

Boom!

A loud explosion echoed in his ears, and Xun Yi suddenly woke up. "What's happening?"

Outside the window, a golden glow spread, and Xun Yi felt something was wrong, quickly going out to check.

At this moment, Meng Han, Liu Zhenying, and others also came out.

Looking at the sky, Li Junde muttered: "No way."

A huge fireball appeared in the sky, golden light piercing through heaven and earth, and heat waves spreading across the three realms. The light then transformed into a giant phoenix with outstretched wings, causing the three realms to tremble.

In the void, a fire ox slowly appeared. With nine eyes and six horns, its body was no less impressive than the phoenix, spewing flames and facing off against the phoenix.

Tang Shiyuan and Yuan Shixiao, disheveled, ran out: "What's happening? What's happening?"

The sky was illuminated by the fire, like daylight, with the phoenix and the fire ox fiercely battling.

"That ox..." Tang Shiyuan squinted, seemingly thinking of something. He pinched Yuan Shixiao hard.

"Ah!" A cry of pain echoed, and Tang Shiyuan blinked: "Is this a dream? If it's not a dream, why do I see the legendary Nine-Eyed Burning Heaven Ox Demon?"

"Hey, that hurts," Yuan Shixiao complained, but fell silent after hearing Tang Shiyuan's words.

The ox demon suppressed the heavens, its flames corroding the void, and the light and space were devoured by the flames, turning into nothingness. The phoenix, under the ox demon's ferocity, retreated, its dark red flames suppressing the phoenix's heavenly fire, and the phoenix's mournful cries echoed through the world.

Xun Yi also vaguely recalled the history of the divine path. Wasn't this existence...

"One of the Nine Pillar Gods of the Alien Deities." Meng Han's face turned grim: "He actually dared to come to our Heavenly Court territory."

The first day of the Three Rivers battle was successful, and with everyone's help, we finally secured the top spot with a small margin.

However, we cannot relax. The Three Rivers can collect votes again at 14:00 every day, and a new challenge is coming. Let's continue to maintain our lead and create the glory of Taiyi.

The second update is here, and I will prepare the third update in the evening.

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