Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1330 Creating Yin
The Ji River flows mightily.

The sky was overcast, and the underwater glow appeared quite mystical in the sliver of moonlight peeking through the dark clouds. The man in black stood silently in the forest, letting the mountain wind sweep through him.

Only the turbulent currents on the water's surface seemed to indicate that a colossal creature was constantly approaching. After an unknown period of time, the flowing water gradually came to a standstill, and dark clouds shrouded the sky, dimming all light and color.

Darkness envelops.

Those golden eyes finally opened in the darkness, like a glimmer of light in the deep darkness, reflected on the rapidly calming water.

'coming. ’

Li Zhouwei looked up and saw that the water had broken open rapidly, the sound of conch shells resounding, revealing a jade-like palace. Layers of golden hues covered the palace, making it magnificent and full of charm.

Laughter could be heard from the palace gates. The man in the silver robe stepped forward and bowed respectfully from afar.
"Fellow Daoist Minghuang!"

This man was handsome, dressed in a silver robe with waves and dragons, with a face like jade, a high forehead, and a pair of white horns that shone with a dazzling silver light, shimmering with a breathtakingly beautiful color.

The White Dragon Prince, a white dragon resting in a clear sea and pool—Dingjiao!
The Dragon Prince of yesteryear is now a Purple Mansion cultivator, possessing dazzling supernatural powers and an imposing aura. Yet, upon meeting again, facing the white Qilin lurking in the darkness with its golden eyes shining brightly, the Dragon Prince felt a chill run straight into his mind, and the smile on his face froze slightly.

While Li Zhouwei was indeed formidable back then, his strength was not comparable to Ding Jiao's. Now, only a few decades later, the intense sense of danger emanating from this white Qilin is no less than that of his father!

However, the goodwill that Dongfang Dingjiao had cultivated back then was early enough that the King of Wei returned the greeting with a smile on his face:
"Brother Dingjiao!"

The dragon prince stared at him for a moment, and finally couldn't help but sigh:

"Decades have passed since we parted. King Wei has become... a shining example of humanity, a king who breaks through the enemy lines of Jianghuai... Dingjiao, I am deeply ashamed!"

Li Zhouwei shook his head and smiled:

“I am a human being with the bright sun, while you are a dragon with the body of water. How can we be compared? One day, when I, Li, am in great decline, and you, my friend, shine as brightly as the sun and stars, then we can discuss this again.”

"But, as expected, it is a fellow Daoist who has come."

Upon hearing this, Ding Jiao hesitated for a moment, then finally let out a soft sigh.

Both of them knew exactly what was going on.

The Dragon Clan's attitude towards Li Zhouwei and Mingyang was complex, which was already evident back then. The White Dragon Clan, led by Dongfang Dingjiao and Dongfang Lieyun, hoped that Li Zhouwei would back down and not affect Mingyang, while the Black Dragon Clan, represented by Dongfang Guangfu, was more inclined to support the achievements of the new Mingyang ruler.

Now, seeing only Dongfang Dingjiao, one can see the situation clearly. The young man did not change color; in fact, he appeared relaxed and natural, and instead smiled:
"However... I have a question that I have been waiting to ask the Crown Prince for a long time, and I must ask it today."

Why are you on the Ji River?

Ding Jiao pondered for a moment, and when he did not hear any summons from the main hall, he bowed and smiled:
“My ancestor Zhen Chi attained the Dao and had a son. The six directions and three green seas all held the mysterious office, jointly governing all the seas and holding the rain and dew... My White Dragon lineage is enshrined first, with the name [Riju].

"When the Jiazi year arrives, the Sun God will bring water into the Kan trigram, and the Six Harmonies will then take on the duties of water, dividing into six rivers: the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, the Ji River, the Huai River, the Ying River, and the Si River."

He paused and said:

"The great man offered water, and thus name and reality were unified. He was called Jiazi, and he himself was the first dragon. So he was in the river, and the great men of the month were in harmony. So he was in the river, and he crossed the Ji River—he became the river official of the current Dragon King!"

He turned to the side and said:

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. My father came in person to invite the Prince of Wei into the palace."

The young man was still smiling.
"If you invite Li Zhouwei, I will personally enter the palace to meet you, my lord. If you invite the King of Wei, then you should have Chi Yi come out of the palace to meet me."

Ding Jiao's smile froze for a moment, as if a wave of emotion washed over him. Just as he was about to speak to ease the tension, a burst of laughter exploded in the air, the voice hoarse and terrifying, like thunder:

"Good good!"

"What a fine King of Wei!"

In an instant, the golden light of the Jade Palace dimmed, and everything before seemed like an illusion, leaving only thick blackness. A beam of red light shone from it, illuminating the fluffy fur and jet-black claws.

Dongfang Lieyun.

The Dragon King's eyes were crimson, staring intently at him, his voice icy:

"May I ask, King Wei, do you still remember your words back then, when you claimed to be an old friend of a thousand years?"

The voice echoed through the heavens and earth, dimming everything. A thick killing intent and the power of supernatural abilities mingled together, seemingly bearing witness to the Dragon King's wrath. Yet the youth on the mountain remained unmoved, calmly saying:

"nature."

"Otherwise, why would I have come to the Ji River? The Dragon King knows perfectly well who he wants to talk to and to whom he wants to speak, so why say more?"

Li Zhouwei's golden eyes were filled with coldness and no fear. He sneered:
"I'd like to ask you, Uncle, if you still remember our thousand-year-old friendship!"

Under the investigation of [Cha You], the endless darkness was enveloped by extremely thick exorcising energy, and in a dark corner, an old man in a Taoist robe turned around with emotion, holding a scroll in his hands.

'The underworld, the setting sun.'

Each of the three parties stands at one corner.

On the Ji River, was it only Li Zhouwei who saw the dragon?

If we were to meet, where in the vast East Sea could we not have a heart-to-heart talk? Why come to the north, to the bright and clear sky, to the Ji River—unless these words were not meant to be discussed with Li Zhouwei at all! They are meant to be spoken to the heavens and to the netherworld!
These are the three most powerful forces in the world, a testament to their power on the Ji River!
The white qilin revealed everything in the darkness without hesitation, its eyes, clear and bright, coldly and mockingly staring at the massive dragon king:

"Good Uncle, now that I have put my white unicorn out here, should I step aside and let everyone have a proper discussion?"

These words caused Dongfang Dingjiao's expression to change drastically. He lowered his head, while the Dragon King beside him fell silent. His red-glowing eyes swept over the young man, and he began to laugh.

"I see…"

His laughter, like thunder, echoed repeatedly in his chest, then spread throughout the heavens and earth. The Dragon King sighed:
"White Qilin... If everything that happened in Dalingchuan had occurred earlier, King Wei would never have set foot on this land today. It was fate... it was destiny..."

Li Zhouwei understood his meaning, his smile undiminished, until the Dragon King's voice rang out again, its tone gradually softening:
“But what King Wei said is right. Today’s words are not only for King Wei to hear, but also for others to hear.”

He said:

"When Emperor Wei attained enlightenment, he wished to build a temporary palace [Qian Palace] and an imperial mausoleum [Weiling]. He commissioned Cui Mu and Yin Ni to create a map, which was vast and magnificent, spanning thousands of miles. However, as the empire was newly established, Emperor Taizu, out of compassion for the people, came to my Chi Palace to discuss matters with the Dragon Lord..."

"Therefore, more than 13,000 sea monsters were recruited and sent to Longdi to build the Weiling Mausoleum. Eighty-one sects of immortals from all over the world were dispatched to Changyang to build the Qian Palace. From the reign of Emperor Taizu to the end of Emperor Gong of Wei, a total of ten generations, all the mausoleums of the emperors, large and small, in Mingyang were built by my dragon followers."

"The first reason I have come here is to discuss the matter of the secret demise with the King of Wei."

The Dragon King's crimson eyes shifted slightly as he gazed at him, and he smiled:

"The King of Wei will not refuse me."

"All emperors of the Ming and Yang dynasties who became emperors constructed tombs in secret, to demonstrate that emperors considered matters in the afterlife, thus ensuring the longevity of their dynasties. Emperor Ming and Emperor Wu both possessed supernatural powers and secretly constructed large tombs..."

"This is something that will greatly benefit the King of Wei's image."

The young man stood in the brisk wind, seemingly without doubt—Li Zhouwei certainly understood the intricacies of the matter better than Dongfang Lieyun.

He's right.

Because of [the Yin].

As a white Qilin, he comprehended the true mystery of this divine power when he cultivated the "Crimson Arrowhead". This "Great Crack-Breaking Technique" is the Yin within the Bright Yang!

'And emperors also have a 'resting place,' which is precisely what they established during their lifetime—the imperial tomb!'

This is a crucial link in realizing his Bright Yang Qi, and even a major event in his cultivation of "Brightness of the World" and his breakthrough in seeking gold. Even if the Dragon faction is not mentioned, he will have his day of cultivation.

'The dragons know the Yin realm—the dragon lords behind them are too ancient, and have been in contact with the Wei Dynasty for far too long.'

He wasn't surprised and smiled:

"Qingfeng has already mentioned to me that the Chi Yi is willing to help. I wonder... has the location been carefully considered?"

The Dragon King said:
"The East China Sea is the best choice."

East China Sea.

In an instant, the world fell silent. The Dragon King's expression froze on his face, as if he were waiting for something, but there was only the extremely quiet sound of the river, without the slightest noise.

There was silence.

Li Zhouwei certainly understood what this meant.

A way out.

Just like when Dongfang Lieyun found him and tempted him with all sorts of words, he had such intentions. Now, he is building a large tomb in the East Sea to establish a place of rest for Li Zhouwei. This is also to fulfill the will of the Dragon Rank back then and to give Li Zhouwei a way out!
The words spoken years ago resurfaced in his mind, and he felt an extremely strange sensation:
'Golden nature? Reincarnation?'

Having reached this position, isn't Li Zhouwei's determination clear enough? Does the Dragon Clan really expect him to seek out some unknown metal-type reincarnation for cultivation?
'not to mention…'

He knew what kind of brilliance was hidden in the darkness behind him. Within those rays of precious earth light was a scroll being held, and an unimaginably surging, colorful glow was gathered within the scroll, as if it were about to burst forth at any moment and raze everything on the Ji River to the ground!
'Should this be discussed domestically? Should it be discussed on the Ji River? Was once not enough? Do you want to provoke Tianxia a second time?'

He is not Dongfang Heyun, the Dragon King of the Sea! He has ventured deep into the sea and brought himself right before Luoxia's eyes. If there is even the slightest movement on the mountain, he could be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye. Who can protect him then?

A host of doubts gathered in his mind. Li Zhouwei put his hands behind his back and stared at him. He saw the Dragon King smile, revealing his sharp white teeth, and his gaze fell on the corner to the south.

"Rest assured, King Wei, this is a true [Yin Suo] that far surpasses those of all previous emperors."

Those golden eyes suddenly sharpened.

A true "Yin Suo" (a place of yin energy) that far surpasses those of emperors throughout history?
With the Wei Emperor's [Weiling] preceded, how dare he utter such outrageous words!

Li Zhouwei was no ordinary person; as soon as he finished speaking, a name immediately came to mind.

[The Underworld]

The banished Qi of the Lord of Darkness and Obscurity!

Only if the exiled Qi were willing to lend a hand and work together to build this great mausoleum could Dongfang Lieyun utter such arrogant words—even though the Wei Emperor of that time was domineering, he might not have been able to get the underworld to work for him and build an imperial mausoleum!
'The underworld... the dragons... are working together.'

What does this mean?
If Li Zhouwei were to stir up the winds and clouds of the entire North, and then the four yang return to yin, and the white qilin were to retreat and return to the yin to be reincarnated, and turn to cultivate the three yin ways, such a great cause and effect, such a great opportunity, might be inferior to his white qilin body, but it might not be much worse!

In that instant, Li Zhouwei suddenly understood.

'Tianxia's intervention... might change their minds.'

Li Zhouwei could see the scene in Dalingchuan clearly. Perhaps it was because this immortal of the Tianxia Dao was in excellent condition, or perhaps it was because he easily dismantled all the arrangements. But it was probably within this circle. It was very likely that his actions caused the dragons and the underworld to reach a rare consensus!
'Because creating a shrine would be entirely beneficial to them.'

What is their attitude?
'Either I, Li Zhouwei, will not attempt to attain enlightenment, or I will succeed!'

This shady place can satisfy both of these needs at the same time!

'If I, Li Zhouwei, waver even slightly, this perfectly formed yin place, with its wondrous opportunity for reincarnation and cultivation of the three yin realms, would absolutely sway me from seeking the bright yang realm. However, if my heart is as hard as iron and unyielding, this supreme yin place could still enhance my aura, making it more likely that I would directly ascend to the position of True Lord!'

'It could even...become a shortcut for me to escape from an siege after I attain enlightenment...'

Of course, in Li Zhouwei's judgment, neither of these two forces had considered this last factor—even the mighty Li Qianyuan was unable to get up due to Tianxia's oppression. If Tianxia really wanted to make a move, how could he escape with just a mere Yin?

But the former has real, tangible benefits!
'And what about the sunset?'

Li Zhouwei would never forget the radiant earthly glory in that corner. Although it was just a precious land, anyone who could stand there at this time must be a figure from Luoxia!
The light in his heart:
'Luoxia tacitly agreed.'

Not bad.

Perhaps they didn't want to get involved, perhaps...

'The more powerful I, Li Zhouwei, become, the more effective I will be in eliminating Li Qianyuan! But don't forget, Luo Xia is the true mastermind behind this, the one who elevated me to the point of wanting to annihilate Li Qianyuan!'

Perhaps it is for this reason that the sunset does not disturb, and is even welcomed.

As for Li Qianyuan?
When He was alive, no one in the world dared to ignore Him, but now that He has been suppressed, no one in the world cares about Him at all—even those who claim to be his long-time friends from the Dragon Clan are ruthless when it comes to dealing with Him!
'My judgment is at least 60-70% correct.'

'What this Jishui Conference was supposed to be like is unimportant... Now... now it has become a grand hall where three forces silently meet. If the previous Mingyang Incident was a gamble, the current domineering power of Tianxia has shortened the timeframe. Whether it's the Underworld or the Dragon Clan, they've all pushed more and more urgent stakes onto the table...'

So they built an unparalleled sanctuary for Li Zhouwei!

The King of Wei stood in the mountains, gazing for a long time at the crimson eyes that gleamed in the gloomy darkness. In a daze, one thought after another floated through his mind:

'Tianxia's move...'

Was it intentional to bring all of this to fruition?