Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng narrowed his eyes, becoming more certain of his guess. The other party had not only discovered his presence, but was also multitasking, transmitting his voice to him while maintaining the singing.

【Heavenly Sound】is a supernatural ability that requires a high degree of concentration of mental energy; even the slightest fluctuation may cause it to lose its intended effect.

This person is capable of achieving this level, so their cultivation must be above his.

He hesitated for only a moment before deciding to accept the invitation.

He didn't know if there were any ambushes waiting for him ahead, but he knew that if he didn't go, Ji Shinian would definitely be in mortal danger.

Following the direction from which the singing came, he soon saw the person who was singing.

The other person was dressed in a deep blue flowing fairy dress, sitting on a cloud with her legs crossed, holding a white conch shell larger than her palm in her hand. Even though only part of her profile was revealed, she was already an absolute beauty.

The bright sunlight fell on her, refracting into a dazzling array of colors that coalesced into a rainbow behind her.

Her eyes were calmly fixed on the drifting white clouds in front of her, seemingly unaware of Song Changsheng's arrival, completely immersed in her own musical world.

Just sitting there, she seemed to blend into the world without any sense of incongruity, as if she were originally a part of the universe.

Song Changsheng couldn't see through her cultivation level at all. This could be because she used some kind of technique to conceal her aura, or it could be that her cultivation level was far superior to his.

If it's the former, that's fine, but if it's the latter...

Song Changsheng's doubts deepened. The strength was so great that even his cultivation level was unfathomable; he was at least a Nascent Soul Great Perfection realm expert.

With cultivation reaching that level, annihilating the entire Tianming cultivation world would be as easy as turning one's hand. Is it really necessary to go to such great lengths?
"To be able to hear the legendary 'heavenly music' of the Merfolk on the battlefield is a great honor for me, Song." Song Changsheng's tone was calm as water, but in the current situation, it contained an indescribable jarring quality.

The merman woman did not answer. With a wave of her hand, the rainbow behind her transformed into a rainbow bridge ten feet wide, spanning thousands of miles and stretching all the way to Song Changsheng's front.

As Song Changsheng stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge, he felt a sense of solidity, as if he were walking on land.

He walked to the center of the Rainbow Bridge in a few steps, then stopped and said calmly, "I think this location is quite suitable. May I ask your esteemed name, fellow Daoist?"

Upon hearing this, the woman lowered her hand that was holding the conch shell, and the sound of the conch shell and the singing stopped abruptly. She reached out and touched the strands of hair that fell from her forehead, and said in a soft and ethereal voice, "Kong Sang Ling tide".

"So it really is royal blood."

Song Changsheng wasn't surprised by this result. The royal family was the biggest backer for Kong Sang Li Feng and the others. He just didn't know what the other party's purpose was.

The appearance of this person was eerie in every way.

"I have no intention of fighting with anyone, so how can there be a battlefield?" Kong Sang Lingxi said softly.

Song Changsheng's eyes flashed like lightning as he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, what you say makes no sense. Looking around this vast border region, is there still a place of peace and quiet?"
Innocent people are constantly perishing in the flames of war. Fellow Daoist, are you blinded by a single leaf, unable to see the smoke of battle everywhere?

Kong Sang Lingxi raised her head and looked at the horizon. Under the bright sunlight, there seemed to be endless bloodshed. Her sapphire eyes revealed a trace of sorrow. She said in a low voice, "War is the tragedy of civilization. Why can't we put down our weapons and sit down to talk properly like you and me?"

“If I could see through your cultivation level, I would never be standing here listening to you say these things,” Song Changsheng replied without any hesitation.

"When will this cycle of revenge end? Both the human and demon races have already paid too high a price in this battle. Why not end it here?"

"I will warn Bai Jue and Li Feng to self-isolate and never cross the border again, so that humans and sea creatures can live in peace." Kong Sang Lingxi turned to look at Song Changsheng, her eyes revealing unadulterated sincerity.

"If this were before the war, I would definitely agree with your point of view. But now, even if I agree, the others in this war will not. Blood debts must be repaid with blood!"

Is it worth incurring an even greater blood debt to repay one?

"In a battle for survival, there is only 'should' or 'should not,' not 'worth it.' If you're only here to say these things, then there's no need for us to continue our conversation." Song Changsheng took out the [Desolate Sky Halberd], and its dense, murderous aura immediately added a touch of grimness to the meeting.

"Fellow Daoist, are you determined to do this?" Kong Sang Lingxi slowly stood up, and the fierce aura that filled the sky immediately swirled back as if it had encountered its nemesis.

"At this very moment, the major cultivation communities in the central region should be rebuilding their homes destroyed by the war, but open your eyes and take a good look at the scene before you."
"So many people have died because of you!" Song Changsheng ruthlessly tore away the last shred of dignity, finding the other party's actions utterly disgusting.

These words seemed to shatter something invisible. Kong Sang Lingxi's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she even exuded wisps of murderous aura. Blood flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Song Changsheng frowned deeply. Could it be that this woman had gone mad because of his words?
He was, after all, a Nascent Soul level expert; how could his Dao heart be so fragile?

Normally, such ordinary words wouldn't have such a powerful impact, but Kong Sang Lingxi was deceiving herself. When that fig leaf was torn away, her carefully cultivated illusion naturally shattered.

Kong Sang Lingxi has never been stained with blood in her life and has always maintained a pure and kind heart, which is why she was able to master the supernatural power of [Heavenly Sound].

But sometimes, killing doesn't require doing it yourself. She seemed to only restrict Ji Shinian, but in reality, she directly caused more than ten cultivation worlds in the central region to fall into turmoil again.

Every person who died because of this turmoil has a debt to be paid to her.

For others, it's nothing, but seeking immortality is like "eating people." It's either you kill me or I kill you; the blood debts on their bodies are already countless.

But for someone like Kong Sang Lingxi, the effect is completely different.

The entry of evil energy into the body is not the same as becoming a demon; it simply means losing one's original pure and kind heart.

"You asked me before whether it was worth it, and now I, Song, can't help but ask you, fellow Daoist, is it worth it?"

This is something Song Changsheng still can't understand. Someone like Kong Sang Lingxi is essentially crippling her powers if she appears on the battlefield. What is she trying to achieve by doing this?
“Li Feng and Bai Jue are both descendants of my deceased elder brother. I cannot watch them make one mistake after another.” Kong Sang Ling tide’s voice was hoarse, no longer as ethereal and pure as before.

Upon hearing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but sneer, "Your status within the Merfolk royal family must be quite high, right? If you really wanted to stop them, why didn't you just take them away? Why do you have to aid and abet evil and wreak havoc on our human land?"

“I can take them away, but I can’t take everyone away. It all started because of them, and no one should die in their place.”

I came here just to try and see if I could salvage everything.

Your identity is very special. As long as you agree to a truce, the Myriad Manifestations Palace will not escalate the war further due to pressure from the demon race.

"I trapped that person down there just to lure you here, but I never expected things to turn out this way." Kong Sang Lingxi's eyes were filled with pain.

Upon hearing this, Song Changsheng was momentarily at a loss for words; the other person's thought process was rather peculiar.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Kong Sang Xi Ruo, who was still asleep. The two had many similarities; they both thought the world was too simple and too beautiful.

Such people generally don't live long, no matter where they are. If the merfolk had stuck to their ways, they would probably have been wiped out long ago.

Although he has lost the gift of "Heavenly Voice" from heaven, he has become the ruler of the four seas and no longer has to live in fear. No matter how you look at it, the gains outweigh the losses.

The fact that the other party was able to cultivate to such a level indicates that they were well protected, and their status was naturally not low. It's just a pity that this is both their strength and their weakness.

She oversimplified everything, which made her vulnerable to manipulation by Kong Sang Li Feng and others.

For a moment, he even felt a pang of pity.

Kong Sang Lingxi turned around and said softly, "This battle has driven Li Feng and the others to the brink of despair. Besides me, they must have sought help from other people. You should take care of yourselves."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other person vanished into thin air, as if he had never been there at all.

Where she had stood, a crystal-clear pearl, no bigger than a soybean, remained, emitting a hazy glow under the sunlight.

"This is... Mermaid Tears?"

Song Changsheng recognized the origin of the pearl at a glance. When Kong Sang Xiruo shed tears, her tears turned into the pearl, which he had kept carefully ever since.

The difference in cultivation levels between the two is like heaven and earth, so the [Mermaid Tear] they condensed is naturally incomparable. The value of this [Mermaid Tear] can no longer be measured by worldly standards.

He reached out and caught it, and a strange feeling arose spontaneously. Even the fierce aura of the [Desolate Sky Halberd] in his hand seemed to be suppressed.

"There are probably only a handful of fifth-tier [Mermaid Tears] in the entire world, right?"

Song Changsheng was shaken. If he wore this item close to his body, he would hardly be affected by inner demons except for the great inner demon tribulation.

For cultivators about to break through to the Purple Mansion stage, this is simply a priceless treasure, and its effects are even greater than those of the Breakthrough Pill.

It's no wonder that people are so fond of "Mermaid Tears"; it truly has its unique appeal.

Song Changsheng unceremoniously took it into his possession, then descended into the city below. With a sweep of his divine sense, he discovered where Ji Shinian was in seclusion.

Kong Sang Lingxi's influence was so powerful that the entire city was quiet and no one was awake, not even Ji Shinian. He seemed to have entered some kind of profound state of enlightenment.

In fact, apart from him, everyone in the entire Tianming cultivation world who heard Kong Sang Lingxi's song benefited to some extent.

This is the power of the "Heavenly Voice," and they have actually benefited from this misfortune.

In a different setting, Song Changsheng would never have refused.

Unfortunately, Kong Sang Lingxi has now lost this divinely bestowed ability, and he has become the last listener of the other party.

With a wave of his hand, he set up a barrier around the city. Afterward, Song Changsheng rushed to various cultivation worlds. In each region he arrived at, the rebel army would suffer a devastating blow.

He collected all the divine souls that could potentially be parasitized by the Soul Clan and suppressed them within the [Desolate Sky Halberd].

As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

Whether it was the Tianqin cultivation world of the past or the various worlds in the central region today, their defeat lies in their lack of understanding of the Soul Clan and their inability to effectively distinguish them, which is why they have paid such a heavy price.

Chaotic times breed monsters.

He had a vague premonition that the Soul Clan, like the remnants of the old era of the Heavenly Fire Sect, had made a comeback and were secretly accumulating strength.

Living in this era, he will inevitably have to deal with them in the future, and he must find a way to deal with them. He doesn't want a few of them to infiltrate the Song family one day; that would be a disaster.

It was several days later when he finished dealing with the rebels in various places. During this time, Yi Tianzheng came in person and briefly recounted what had happened, focusing on Kong Sang Lingxi's last words.

If nothing unexpected happens, Kong Sang Li Feng and the others will definitely have new helpers. If they don't make preparations, they will surely suffer a great loss in the future.

Yi Tianzheng did not provide a solution, but only told him to go to Wanxiang Palace to meet them after he had dealt with the rebellions in various places, and to leave the central and southwestern regions to Ji Shinian to guard.

Song Changsheng returned to the city where Ji Shinian was, only to find that he had not yet woken up. After leaving a message, he hurriedly went to the Wanxiang Palace.

After several months of accumulation, tribulation clouds have begun to gather above Mount Wanxiang. If nothing unexpected happens, the heavenly tribulation of the [Mysterious Thunder Soaring Spear] will soon descend.

That will also be the signal for a decisive battle between the two races.

"Greetings, True Lord Zixu."

At the foot of Mount Wanxiang, Master Jianxin, who was in charge of the reception, respectfully bowed.

Song Changsheng declined, shaking his head and saying, "Fellow Daoist, we have been friends for many years. This makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Let's treat each other as equals."

Sword Heart Master smiled slightly and said, "The proper etiquette cannot be disregarded. Please, True Lord, the Palace Master and the Supreme Elder are waiting on the mountain."

After Song Changsheng went up the mountain, he finally understood what Jianxin meant by waiting. Yi Tianzheng and Lei Xiang Zhenjun actually led a group of elders from Wanxiang Palace to personally greet him under the scorching sun.

"Yi Tianzheng greets Fellow Daoist Zixu."

"Lei Kanze greets Fellow Daoist Zixu."

The elders of Wanxiang Palace stood on both sides, bowing in unison and saying, "We pay our respects to True Lord Zixu, and wish you continued prosperity and eternal enlightenment!"

Song Changsheng quickly returned the greeting, and said with a wry smile, "You two seniors are really making this junior feel ashamed."

"Haha, that's only right, fellow Daoist, please!" True Monarch Lei Xiang laughed heartily and made a "please" gesture.

The three of them made their way through the crowd and entered the main hall.

As soon as he sat down, True Lord Lei Xiang got straight to the point: "After receiving your message, we immediately launched an investigation, and we just had the results yesterday."

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P.S.: Double update tomorrow. (End of this chapter)