Tianhai Fairy Journey

Chapter 1489 Double Happiness
In the meeting hall.

Mu Ziyu, who was still immersed in laughter and joy, was hit by another huge surprise.

Mu Ziyu suppressed her immense joy and, without even bothering to make further arrangements for sect affairs, took the initiative to end the discussion.

After everyone left.

She could no longer contain her joy: "Yang'er, Yang'er is about to be promoted!"

Mu Ziyu quickly left the main hall and landed on a massive spirit island deep within the forbidden area.

Qingyun Island.

Deep within layers of spiritual clouds, a towering spiritual peak rises high, piercing the sky.

Inside a courtyard nestled on the mountainside of Lingfeng Mountain.

A young figure in a simple white robe slowly walked out of the room. The sunlight slanted in, illuminating a handsome face. The faint red feather mark between his brows echoed the surrounding world, revealing a pure, clean, and warm aura.

Just then, a figure in a purple dress descended swiftly.

"Greetings, Master's Wife!"

The figure in white robes quickly stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"Yang'er, are you about to be promoted?"

Mu Ziyu's face broke into an uncontrollable smile.

"Replying to Master's wife, I am ready to form my Nascent Soul at any time!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Looking at the handsome and gentle face before her, which no longer showed any trace of childishness, Mu Ziyu's face was full of affection.

Yang'er was someone she had truly watched grow up, and without realizing it, she had long regarded him as her own child.

Moreover, although He Yang is a half-demon, he does not possess the violent and crazy characteristics of the demon beast lineage. On the contrary, Yang'er's pure and gentle nature is many times better than those so-called kind people in the outside world.

If her husband hadn't said that Yang'er's bloodline inherently possessed the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, she would probably be constantly worried about her safety.

"Thank you for your concern, Madam!"

He Yang looked helpless and said, "If I weren't so stupid, my master's wife wouldn't have to go to so much trouble!"

"How could Yang'er think that way!"

Mu Ziyu couldn't help but smile and shake her head: "In less than a hundred years, you have gone from the initial Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage. If word of such a cultivation speed were to spread, countless geniuses would envy you. How can you be considered stupid!"

"It's your master's wife who's useless; she couldn't find you suitable cultivation experience, leaving you to face all the hardships of cultivation alone!"

Over the years, she has tried to collect cultivation experience of the half-demon lineage through various channels, including the Daoyuan Chamber of Commerce, but the results have been somewhat unsatisfactory.

Otherwise, with Yang'er's talent, he would have already entered the Nascent Soul stage long ago, instead of waiting until now.

"You flatter me, Master's wife. I understand all the trouble you've gone through for me."

After he joined the sect by concealing his identity, his master's wife was still worried and kept a close eye on his cultivation progress in secret.

He Yang could naturally sense this kind of care.

After awakening his auspicious beast bloodline, he had long since mastered the instinct to sense the good and evil in the hearts of all things, and understanding people's hearts was second nature to him. It was because of this that he was able to feel the deep love from his master's wife even more profoundly.

"After the promotion, I should be able to use the power of my bloodline to help my master's wife alleviate the crisis of her impending death!"

He Yang thought to himself.

However, he did not bring it up himself, so as not to affect his teacher's wife's mood.

With the innate spiritual sense bestowed upon him by his bloodline, he was naturally able to clearly perceive his master's wife's emotional changes. Compared to when she was young, she was noticeably more sentimental, which was an instinctive reaction when she sensed death approaching.

"He'er, don't be in a hurry!"

Mu Ziyu regained her composure: "After all, your master's wife is only at the Golden Core stage. If your advancement changes, I will be nothing but a useless person!"

"I'll contact Ming'er right away and have him come over to oversee things personally."

Since this matter concerns Yang'er's advancement, he does not intend to gather everyone to watch, and he does not even intend to inform Junior Brother Yan, who has just advanced to the peak of the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

She knew very well that Yang'er's advancement this time was extraordinary, as he had advanced to the Nascent Soul realm with a half-demon body, which might expose the secrets deep within his bloodline.

Mu Ziyu had long regarded it as her own child, and she certainly didn't want outsiders to know her child's biggest secret.

Even the closest relationships naturally have degrees of closeness.

Compared to Yang'er, Junior Brother Lü and the others were outsiders.

"Alright, it's been a long time since I've seen my senior brother either."

Half an hour later.

A figure in black robes descended from the sky and quickly landed in the courtyard.

As the wisps of black mist dissipated, a calm and composed young cultivator appeared.

"Junior brother is about to be promoted!"

Even Guan Ming's usually calm face couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

"Congratulations, senior brother!"

Before Mu Ziyu could speak, He Yang suddenly stepped forward with a big smile to congratulate her.

"Congratulations?"

Mu Ziyu looked surprised.

"Junior Brother's innate spiritual insight is truly astonishing!"

Guan Ming smiled and shook his head: "I wanted to give my master's wife and junior brother a surprise, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape my junior brother's insight!"

"That's right. I recently entered the mid-stage of the fourth tier, and coincidentally, I had just finished my seclusion when my master's wife informed me."

Thinking of his junior brother's extraordinary abilities, Guan Ming once again felt admiration.

You must know that he cultivates the Water Witch Path. Compared to the traditional cultivation methods of the Immortal Realm, the Witch Clan's Path is inherently adept at concealing power, not to mention that the Water Witch lineage is precisely the most skilled at concealing power.

Even if a late-stage Nascent Soul expert were to come in person, it would be difficult to discover his advancement without careful investigation.

"My senior brother and his wife are the closest people to me, which is why my senses are more acute."

Looking at her fellow disciples complimenting each other, Mu Ziyu was already on the verge of a smile.

Unexpectedly, there was double good news. Not only was Yang'er about to advance, but Ming'er had also broken through again, entering the mid-stage of the fourth rank.

"Good! Good!"

Mu Ziyu nodded repeatedly: "Ming'er has already entered the mid-stage of the fourth rank, so I can rest assured with him here!"

"We two will personally protect you, Yang'er, so please rest assured when you form your Nascent Soul."

Under the watchful eyes of the two.

He Yang soared into the sky and sat cross-legged atop the Spirit Peak.

A slow, crimson current suddenly intertwined and emerged.

"Why would a teacher's wife go to such lengths!"

Seeing the nervous look on Mu Ziyu's face, Guan Ming couldn't help but chuckle: "With Junior Brother's talent, reaching the Nascent Soul stage is just a natural progression!"

"Too!"

After regaining some composure, Mu Ziyu instantly recalled Guan Ming's 'disrespectful' words from earlier, and then, feigning an elder's tone, advised, "Ming'er, you're not young anymore!"

“Sometimes you don’t need to devote yourself so wholeheartedly to cultivation. I think Mo Ling’er is a very good girl. She is also deeply in love with you. Besides, you two are geniuses of the same generation in the sect.”

"Teacher's wife!"

Guan Ming shook his head helplessly: "This disciple has no intention of finding a Daoist partner for the time being!" "Master's wife, I'm serious. Your master is so devoted to the Dao, yet he still has several confidantes."

"Madam, look!"

Guan Ming interrupted his teacher's wife's nagging and pointed exaggeratedly at He Yang in the air.

"what happened?"

Mu Ziyu disregarded the words of advice and quickly looked up at the sky.

"Junior Brother's magical power is so gentle and pure!" Guan Ming continued, somewhat exaggeratedly, "Junior Brother clearly cultivates the Molten Flame Spirit Scripture, a low-level inheritance whose magical power should be primarily violent."

"It seems to be true!"

As the head of a sect, Mu Ziyu was naturally aware of the situation regarding the Molten Flame Spirit Scripture.

"Will this situation affect Yang'er's formation of the nascent soul?"

"It will definitely have an impact!"

Guan Ming nodded solemnly: "It's a good influence, which means that Junior Brother's own bloodline is too strong, directly changing the characteristics of that cultivation technique's inheritance. A gentler power will definitely make it easier to form a Nascent Soul."

"You kid."

Thinking that Guan Ming was taking advantage of her worries to 'tease' her, Mu Ziyu couldn't help but smile and shake her head.

"Madam, you're just overly concerned."

At this moment, Mu Ziyu was no longer the powerful sect leader, and Guan Ming was no longer the high priest worshipped by the entire witch tribe. The two were more like a close mother and son.

After Guan Ming's resistance, Mu Ziyu stopped mentioning the so-called Daoist partner and began to focus all her attention on He Yang's situation.

Seeing this, Guan Ming also breathed a sigh of relief.

He was well aware of Mo Ling'er's feelings for him, but as he said, he had no such thoughts at the moment.

The strange words that kept popping into his mind made him even more determined to find the truth by becoming stronger.

He also wanted to know whether he was the reincarnator his master had mentioned.

If he is indeed a reincarnator, then who was he in his previous life, and why did he enter the cycle of reincarnation?

As time goes by.

Crane Yang in the air has also begun preparing to form his Nascent Soul.

The raging crimson flames burned fiercely, but without any violence or heat. Instead, they appeared incredibly gentle and tranquil, like a painting.

As Guan Ming said, the powerful bloodline of the auspicious beast Yanghe had already reversed the characteristics of this technique.

Just then, a fist-sized, pale red golden pill slowly rose out.

Upon closer inspection, unlike the golden cores of cultivators from the outside world which are covered with pill patterns, it has countless crimson flying feather marks deeply engraved on it, lifelike.

call!call!
A torrent of crimson sun energy began to slowly flow into the golden core, and the crimson feather markings on its surface gradually unfolded. From a distance, it appeared as if a pair of crimson wings had appeared on the golden core. The crimson wings slowly unfurled, tearing the entire pale red golden core apart.

The entire process of breaking through the elixir was so smooth, with almost no obstacles in sight.

Upon seeing this scene, Mu Ziyu couldn't help but widen her eyes.

At this moment, the shattered golden core showed no abnormalities and slowly melted away, continuously converging towards the center.

The first major obstacle that hinders countless Golden Core cultivators from breaking through is as if it does not exist for He Yang.

It should be noted that, in order to prevent any accidents, Mu Ziyu had purchased several rare spiritual treasures that could assist in breaking through the elixir-breaking process, and had He Yang carry them with him in advance.

As the crimson spiritual source grew larger, the sky and earth finally showed some of the ripples that should accompany a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul realm.

Countless crimson feather imprints and crimson Dao patterns began to intertwine, and at this moment, a conflict and tension seemed to arise between the two.

The crimson Dao patterns seemed to be beginning to condense towards the human's Nascent Soul, while the countless flying feather imprints all tended to resemble a spirit crane.

"Yang'er is in trouble!"

Mu Ziyu's face showed a hint of urgency.

What was supposed to come finally came.

Over the years, because she helped Heyang find out about the cultivation information of the half-demon clan, she also knows very well the greatest test that the half-demon clan faces: whether to cultivate as a demon or as a human.

Even if He Yang chooses to cultivate as a human, he will still face the dilemma of his own bloodline when he forms his Nascent Soul.

She had already seen through countless jade slips the stories of those half-demons who practiced human cultivation techniques, only to have their souls scattered because their bloodline clashed with human cultivation techniques when they finally formed their nascent souls.

"Don't worry, Madam!"

Guan Ming comforted him, "Junior Brother possesses the bloodline of an auspicious beast, which even Master praises. It's different from the bloodlines of ordinary demons, so there won't be any serious conflicts. In my opinion, Junior Brother is currently considering his final path, since he lacks mature and perfect experience."

"Moreover, the lineage of auspicious beasts is truly born from the blessings of heaven and earth, so junior brother will naturally also be blessed by the blessings of heaven and earth."

It was only at this moment that Guan Ming realized that his greatest role was not to prevent any unforeseen events during his junior brother's promotion, but to comfort his master's wife.

Sure enough, this happened immediately after Guan Ming finished speaking.

The aerial footage is then regenerated and changed.

The countless crimson Dao patterns that were originally somewhat stretched began to merge back together with the countless crimson flying feather marks.

Boo!
A soft, pure crane cry echoed through the heavens and earth.

The entire crimson spiritual source instantly changed and began to rotate at an accelerated speed.

call!call!
The roar and boom that should have been heard when advancing to the Nascent Soul realm finally rang out.

this moment.

The world seemed to possess a more vast and serene quality.

In the dim light, the will of heaven and earth began to surge forth on its own, converging towards He Yang. The rapidly spinning crimson vortex finally condensed into a phantom image of a nascent soul.

As a descendant of auspicious beasts, He Yang automatically received the protection of heaven and earth upon his advancement.

"Yang'er! Yang'er's nascent soul seems a bit strange!"

Mu Ziyu stared intently at the sky.

But all that could be seen was that within the crimson vortex above the head of the seated He Yang, the blurry nascent soul became increasingly clear, but something else had appeared: countless crimson feathers were tightly attached to the nascent soul.

Just then, He Yang finally made a move.

He used his palm as a knife, gently slicing across his chest. Strands of golden blood flowed out, quickly dripping onto the nascent soul that was taking shape. Each drop of blood was like a golden thread, stringing together the seemingly chaotic and disordered crimson feathers.

call!call!
A powerful aura emanating from the Nascent Soul realm erupted completely.

Above He Yang's head sat a small, pale red figure with a gentle face. Its lips were slightly parted, revealing an incredibly pure smile, like the cleanest and purest thing in the world. Behind the figure, a pair of crimson wings stretched out.

Boom! !

The sky above the world instantly transformed into a vast purple ocean.

The tribulation of heavenly lightning has begun.

"Is this a heavenly tribulation?"

Guan Ming, who was usually calm and collected, was dumbfounded at this moment, as was Mu Ziyu beside him.

The two looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

But deep within that purple sea of ​​lightning, which contained the overwhelming might of heaven, bolts of lightning fell one after another, yet they had no power whatsoever. The third-tier power they exuded was in stark contrast to the vast purple sea of ​​lightning above.

As if it were just a formality, in the blink of an eye, all the lightning tribulations had fallen and were then swallowed up by streaks of crimson flames.

If this were seen by outsiders, no one would believe that this was a tribulation test for a Nascent Soul cultivator, but clearly a tribulation test for a Golden Core cultivator.

call!call!
An even greater power of the Nascent Soul cultivators has already erupted.

(End of this chapter)