Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Inside an alchemy chamber buried deep underground, the heat was intense, and the surrounding area was filled with bubbling, scalding lava.

Lingmou, dressed in a light-colored long dress, sat cross-legged in front of the Heavenly Fire Cauldron, carefully drawing in the earth fire. Countless golden runes refracted from inside the cauldron and were projected into the air, rippling with light.

With a calm and orderly demeanor, she placed one unique spiritual material after another into the cauldron. Wisps of dreamy, colorful mist rose from within the cauldron, weaving a peculiar picture above her.

At this moment, Yu Dongyang carefully walked up behind her and respectfully said, "Master, everything is arranged, and the seeds have all been replanted."

"Good, is there any other movement up there?"

"Most of the Five Poisons Sect members have already left, but a few spies have remained."

No one expected that they, who were wanted by the cultivation world of Lu and the cultivation world of Daqi, were actually hiding deep underground in the ruins of the destroyed former Zhengqi Sect, where people came and went every day, yet no one noticed them.

"They're really cautious. Did they not discover anything?"

“Those who stayed behind were unaware of the truth. Before leaving, the disciples arranged for the medicinal field to be destroyed. They may have some suspicions, but they could never uncover the truth,” Yu Dongyang replied respectfully.

"Well done. We're running low on medicinal herbs. Let's bleed a little to accelerate growth. We need to send at least 100 jin within six months," Lingmou said calmly.

Yu Dongyang's face immediately showed a troubled expression as he said, "They came too fast. Most of the mortals we had previously kept in captivity didn't have time to be moved. The current number is probably not enough to meet the requirements."

At this point, he couldn't help but say angrily, "Zhang Yu, that fool, is more trouble than he's worth. He was sent to persuade the Ghost Hand Sect to surrender, but he insisted on creating trouble. Now not only has the Ghost Hand Sect been destroyed, but all the alliance's hard work over the past decades has been ruined. He deserves to die!"

"Don't worry about short-term gains or losses. These are just tools for us. Without these tools, the progress will only be slower, but it won't affect the overall plan."

"For matters concerning mortals, you can take some time to visit the Bone-Eating Sect; they will have a solution." Lingmou's mindset remained as calm as ever, completely unaffected.

They are all external possessions; as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

"You mean to cooperate with the Bone-Eating Sect? Do you think they will agree?" Yu Dongyang frowned upon hearing this.

The Righteous Qi Sect and the Bone-Eating Sect have been fighting for so many years. At the beginning, their identities were somewhat mysterious and their backgrounds were unknown. However, they were allies in the past, and after a short time, they vaguely guessed each other's backgrounds.

After realizing this, the two sides not only did not stop fighting, but instead fought even more fiercely. After all, their last cooperation was not very pleasant, and the Blood Demon Sect suffered huge casualties as a result.

Over the years, the casualty figures on both sides have long reached four figures. Under such circumstances, Lingmou actually asked him to cooperate with the Bone-Eating Sect, which he was really not optimistic about.

Going to their door now would undoubtedly be a sign of weakness, and they might not even agree.

"Disagree? Do they have a choice?" Lingmou chuckled and said, "Tell them to send us a fixed number of 1,000 young men every month. If they send less than that, they should prepare to repeat the mistakes of the Righteous Qi Sect."

She never intended to negotiate with the Blood Demon Sect. To be precise, she never took these rabble seriously. If she hadn't wanted to avoid revealing her strength and attracting attention, the Bone-Eating Sect would have been destroyed long ago.

Now that the Righteous Qi Sect has been razed to the ground, she has no more worries. If the Blood Demon Sect disagrees, she doesn't even need to take action herself. She only needs to spread the news, and the Rakshasa Hall and the Five Poisons Sect, who are holding their breath and have nowhere to vent their anger, will directly uproot them.

The Blood Demon Sect, or rather the Bone-Eating Sect, is different from them. She can abandon resources, territory, disciples, and followers at any time. She came alone and is simply starting over.

Clearly, the Blood Demon Cult cannot do this.

They are a typical pyramid structure, with thousands of Blood Demon Cult members supporting a small group of people at the top of the pyramid. This small group does not engage in production and does not even dare to appear in the sunlight for too long.

With the righteous forces keeping a close watch on things today, these rats who only dare to live in the shadows have lost the support of the lower classes, and it is estimated that even cultivation will be a problem.

Yu Dongyang finally understood the meaning of the Spirit Eye, and couldn't help but bow and say, "Master is wise."

"The Blood Demon Cult can only solve the immediate problem. We need to find another puppet to support from elsewhere. In the meantime, you need to quickly select a few targets without any powerful backgrounds, understand?"

"Does Master mean that the Bone-Eating Sect is about to be eliminated?" Yu Dongyang asked humbly.

"Now is the weakest time for the cultivation world in Lu Kingdom. With our experience as a warning, the Rakshasa Hall and the Five Poisons Sect will certainly not sit idly by any longer."

"To consolidate their rule, the cultivation world of Lu Kingdom is about to undergo a major purge. The Bone-Eating Sect has been too high-profile in recent years. Although it's unclear how they managed to keep the Rakshasa Hall in the dark about them, this time they probably won't escape punishment." Lingmou said calmly but with absolute certainty.

A hint of doubt flickered in Yu Dongyang's eyes as he asked, "Won't our situation become even more difficult in the future? What about the opportunity you mentioned earlier?"

"Four Golden Core cultivators and one Demon King, and now three of them are injured. Isn't this an excellent opportunity to dismantle them?"

"This..." Yu Dongyang's eyes still revealed confusion. Even so, their strength was still far behind that of the two sects, and the other side would become even more cautious. He really couldn't think of where the opportunity lay.

“Fortresses often crumble from within. To achieve this, the external factors that led them to build the fortresses must disappear. Then, with just a little effort, you can make them fight each other.”

“External factors? That’s us…” Yu Dongyang was taken aback.

"good."

A cold smile appeared on Lingmou's lips as she said, "The day the Six-Turn Heaven-Shattering Pill is completed will be the day Lingmou perishes."

Upon hearing this, Yu Dongyang finally caught up with Lingmou's train of thought, and his eyes lit up as he asked, "You mean, to use a substitution strategy?"

"Not bad, you've made some progress. You may leave now." Lingmou nodded slightly, showing rare approval of him.

"Disciple, obey."

After he left, Lingmou sighed softly. Yu Dongyang had good talent, but he was far behind in other aspects. He could not inherit her mantle and could only become a larger piece on her chessboard in the end.

Just then, a burnt smell emanated from the [Heavenly Fire Cauldron], and the seven-colored mist that had gathered above her dissipated.

"It failed. What went wrong this time?" Lingmou frowned slightly.

This was the umpteenth time she had failed. Even with the experience of successfully refining the Three-Turn Heavenly Pill, she had failed hundreds of times and still had no clue how to refine the Six-Turn Heavenly Pill.

With a flick of his sleeve, he discarded the residue in the cauldron, took out a new batch of spiritual plants, and methodically began to refine them again...

"It seems that the battle between the two sects has entered a fierce stage."

In the Tianqin cultivation world, after a long journey, Zhuang Yuechan, weary from her travels, stepped into a remote border town. Looking at the deserted streets, she was moved to speak.

In the past two years, with the help of spatial teleportation arrays, she left her footprints in five cultivation worlds. During this time, she also opened a treasure vault left behind by True Monarch Yu Shu and took some cultivation resources and protective treasures.

Upon arriving in the Tianqin cultivation world, they learned that Li Xuanyi's words were true. The fall of Huayin Zhenren had become the fuse for the war between the two Golden Core sects. Now, the entire Tianqin cultivation world was engulfed in war, and all sorts of demons and monsters had emerged to take advantage of the situation and cause trouble.

Even small towns on the border have been affected, becoming deserted and almost deserted.

Unsure of the current situation, she didn't plan to act rashly. Just as she was about to find a place to stay, she discovered a group of more than a dozen cultivators hurriedly leaving the city.

She hadn't paid much attention at first, but after more people left the city, she keenly sensed something was wrong. The city she was in was located on the edge of the Tianqin cultivation world, and the war between the two sects had not yet affected this place.

Logically speaking, such a large-scale exodus from the city should not have occurred. After all, the war has been going on for more than a year, and those who wanted to flee would have fled long ago. Most of those who remain are either fearless or do not believe in the dangers and will not leave easily.

She stopped and observed for a while, and found that these people were all going in the same direction, and everyone looked very anxious.

"What's in the North?" Zhuang Yuechan murmured softly. After thinking for a moment, she changed her original plan and followed them.

After leaving the city, they discovered that all those leaving the city were indeed heading in the same direction. Among them were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even a Purple Mansion cultivator who flew through the sky on the wind.

"In the end what happened?"

These people's goal was clearly very clear, as if she was the only one being kept in the dark, and judging from their expressions, they probably wouldn't get an answer anytime soon.

"It seems we need to find out what happened first."

Zhuang Yuechan scanned her surroundings and finally locked onto a lone Foundation Establishment cultivator, then immediately approached him.

Under a combination of kindness and coercion, the Foundation Establishment cultivator quickly spilled the beans, revealing all the information he knew with trepidation.

"Reporting to the senior, three days ago, there was a great battle between Golden Core cultivators from Miaoyin Pavilion and Qiansheng Valley. The place they passed through was devastated. Fearing that they would be affected, the surrounding cultivators came to Maple Leaf City for refuge."

The two immortals possessed unfathomable divine power, and the sounds of their battle could be heard even from thousands of miles away in Maple Leaf City, until the early hours of this morning when all was quiet.

Not long after, some cultivators who had fled from there revealed that the duel between the two True Immortals had ended. One account said that the True Immortal from Miaoyin Pavilion had won, another said that the True Immortal from Qiansheng Valley had won, and yet another said that they had both perished.

The latter rumor spread the most, so we've all come here hoping to try our luck." The monk said with a fawning smile.

Zhuang Yuechan suddenly realized why these people were rushing out of the city; they were all planning to pick up bargains.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, they were two Golden Core cultivators. If they had really died together and no one had collected their bodies, even a little something leaking out between their fingers would have been enough to benefit these lower-level cultivators immensely.

If one is lucky enough to obtain the legacy of a certain immortal, there is an even greater chance to soar to great heights. Even if one only finds a body, as long as it is returned, one can still receive a generous reward.

Even if the information is wrong, it's just a wasted trip, which doesn't matter to them anyway.

Zhuang Yuechan was immediately tempted. Since she had already followed him, wouldn't it be a waste not to find out?
"Senior, are you also interested in this?" The Foundation Establishment cultivator asked cautiously, observing the situation.

Zhuang Yuechan nodded and said, "Do you know the location of the great battle? Lead the way for me, and you'll be rewarded afterwards."

"I know, I know, this junior is willing to serve the senior."

The two rushed to the battlefield as quickly as possible. It was a huge, continuous mountain range. As far as the eye could see, it was full of the devastation left by the great battle. There were collapsed peaks and cracked earth everywhere, and trees were lying in patches. The destructive power of a Golden Core cultivator was evident.

Judging from the traces of battle left behind, the first battlefield where the two sides clashed was probably not here. It was most likely a chase that led them all the way to this place, and the final battle took place in the mountains ahead.

Glancing around, they discovered that many cultivators had already arrived before them and were searching the mountains. Among them were many cultivators from the Purple Mansion realm. It seemed that the news of the two True Immortals perishing together was probably true.

Zhuang Yuechan took a small bag of spirit stones and threw it in front of the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was leading the way, saying, "This is not a place for you to meddle in. Take these spirit stones and go as far away as possible."

"Thank you, senior. Thank you, senior."

The cultivator took the storage bag, beaming from ear to ear, and left with profuse thanks.

Zhuang Yuechan wouldn't search aimlessly. She arrived at a mountain peak that had collapsed due to a great battle, turned her gaze to the Jade Fairy Sword in her hand, and said, "Nameless, remember the two strongest auras left here. Find them for me within a quarter of an hour."

Upon hearing this, Wuming immediately felt as if he had been greatly insulted, and protested indignantly, "I am the spirit of the artifact, the spirit of a supreme treasure of the laws! What do you take me for?"

"Shut up, you only have fifteen minutes." Zhuang Yuechan completely ignored her.

Being controlled by a Purple Mansion cultivator was already humiliating enough for Wuming, but now he was being used like a "dog." Although he was unwilling, his freedom was in the other party's hands, so he had no choice but to obey. The Jade Sword transformed into a stream of light and left his hand. After wandering silently in the mountains for a while, it finally rushed into the depths of the towering mountains.

Zhuang Yuechan hurriedly followed, eventually landing in a towering ancient forest. The Jade Sword hovered above a patch of weeds, with a few drops of crimson blood stained on the leaves.

Judging from the residual magical power above, it must belong to one of the two True Immortals.

"continue."

Zhuang Yuechan said softly.

“His presence is very close; he's nearby.”

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yuechan frowned slightly. Her divine sense had been searching the surroundings. If the body was nearby, she couldn't possibly have been completely unaware.

The only possibility is that it was deliberately hidden.

Most cultivators are still searching the outer perimeter of the mountain range, and there are no signs of battle nearby, so no one should be able to find this place so quickly.

Even if someone gets there first, they should just put it away; there's no reason to deliberately hide it here.

unless……

"Chong-"

The Jade Sword suddenly rose into the air, protecting Zhuang Yuechan. The next moment, a phantom handprint suddenly blasted from the front, creating a series of explosions in the air.

"boom--"

The handprint struck the sword, only to be shattered by the sharp sword energy. Zhuang Yuechan, as light as a feather, effortlessly dissipated the remaining power, gracefully creating distance. Her voice was clear as she said, "I wonder which senior is here. I am Zhuang Yuechan, a disciple of Luoxia City in the Great Qi Cultivation World. I have no intention of offending you."

After he finished speaking, there was no reply for a long while in the quiet forest.

Zhuang Yuechan was highly focused, ready to retreat at any moment.

It was obvious that the Golden Core cultivator that Wuming had tracked down had not perished as rumored, but his condition was probably not much better, otherwise he would not have hidden himself in this desolate wilderness.

You could tell from that attack that the opponent was all bark and no bite. Although his attack was powerful, it lacked strength and was easily neutralized by the Jade Sword.

Therefore, she wasn't too worried.

Introducing himself was a way to gauge the other party's reaction. If he was a Golden Core cultivator from the Myriad Sounds Pavilion, the other party might respond once they knew he came from Luoxia City.

She would offer assistance as needed, and with this friendship, it would be easier for her to borrow musical texts from the Miaoyin Pavilion.

If the other party is from Thousand Sound Valley, then she has two choices: either strike while the iron is hot and try to eliminate him with the power of the Jade Fairy Sword, which would also serve as a way to avenge the Myriad Sounds Pavilion, and this would also achieve the same effect as a pledge of allegiance.

Of course, this step is risky, so it's best to just retreat.

After a short wait, a slightly hoarse female voice came from afar: "Luoxia City, who is Mu Guibai to you?"

Zhuang Yuechan breathed a sigh of relief and cupped her hands in greeting, saying, "In response to your question, Master, it is indeed my master."

"Do you have proof?"

"There is a waist tag and a zither with a calligraphy inscription by my master as proof. In addition, when Master Huayin celebrated his 700th birthday, my master was invited to a banquet and discussed the Dao with Master Huayin for seven days."

"To remember the time so clearly, it must be true. This is Qingyin of Miaoyin Pavilion."

As she spoke, a faint light flashed, and a black cloth was lifted from the shadow behind a boulder directly in front of Zhuang Yuechan, revealing a beautiful woman covered in blood and emaciated.

"So it's Master Qingyin in person. Is there anything I can do for you?" Zhuang Yuechan said, but her brows were already tightly furrowed.

Anyone could see that Master Qingyin was in very poor physical condition. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was on the verge of death, his skin was shriveled, and his golden core essence was likely about to burn out.

Given her current condition, even a miracle worker couldn't save her.

Master Qingyin stared at her for a long while and asked, "Young friend, why have you come here?"

"To be honest, Master, I have encountered a bottleneck in my mastery of music. I came here to visit the Myriad Sounds Pavilion and borrow some music classics. I heard the news of your duel as soon as I arrived in Maple Leaf City, so I came to find out what happened," Zhuang Yuechan told the truth.

"Cough cough cough, so it seems that this is the will of Heaven." Master Qingyin breathed heavily for a few moments, then stared intently into Zhuang Yuechan's eyes and said, "Young friend, you should be able to see that my days are numbered."

Therefore, I have a few words to say. Please go to the Miaoyin Pavilion and convey my message to my grandmaster, the True Man Lingyin. As a token of my gratitude, you may take whatever you wish from my person.”

Zhuang Yuechan asked in confusion, "Did you not send a message for help, Master?"

Since these few words are so important, wouldn't it be more appropriate to send a message directly or wait for the sect's experts to arrive than to hand them over to an outsider like her?
What I'm about to say is related to this.

Five days ago, during the decisive battle between the two sects, I chased the injured Xiao Sheng to this place. We fought for three days and three nights, and just when the outcome was about to be decided, we were ambushed by an unidentified Golden Core cultivator.

Xiao Sheng died on the spot. His lightning magic was so powerful that I was no match for him. I barely escaped from his grasp by burning my golden core essence. I used this [Concealment Blanket] to hide my whereabouts and take refuge here.

I crushed the communication jade slip, but received no response. It must have been intercepted or blocked by that person, cough cough cough...

There must be some conspiracy involved. Everything I need to say is recorded in this jade slip. It concerns the survival of our sect, so please deliver it for me. I have already removed the restriction on the storage bag. Thank you.”

Master Qingyin reached out and released a gentle burst of magical power, sending the storage bag, a jade slip, and the [Concealment Blanket] to Zhuang Yuechan.

Zhuang Yuechan solemnly accepted it, and then said in a serious tone, "I will take the real person with me."

"No, that person is definitely not far away. Taking me with you will only implicate you, and then neither of us will be able to escape."

As long as the truth can be revealed to the public, I don't care about my life or death, cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Zhuang Yuechan still wanted to try, but suddenly an unnamed voice came to her mind: "A Golden Core cultivator is approaching!"

At this moment, Master Qingyin also sensed the enemy's presence and said urgently, "That person is here again! Please leave quickly, young friend. I can still use this crippled body to hold them off for you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a layer of red light appeared on her body, and her power briefly returned to its peak. She then rushed towards the figure in the air at high speed.

Without further hesitation, Zhuang Yuechan fled the place as quickly as possible.

Less than an incense stick's time after she left, she faintly heard a loud bang behind her. Her heart trembled. She knew that it was the last sound that Qingyin Zhenren made in this world.

In less than three years, three Golden Core cultivators have perished in the Tianqin cultivation world, nearly half of the two sects. Now, there are still Golden Core cultivators of unknown identity involved. Considering what Qingyin Zhenren said about the "truth," the waters of the Tianqin cultivation world are deeper than she imagined.

And she took on a hot potato.

Fortunately, the Jade Sword had recovered some of its power, giving her speed comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator in the early stages; otherwise, she really wouldn't have been confident that she could escape the pursuit.

After several days and nights of travel, Zhuang Yuechan arrived at Miaoyin Pavilion without any major incidents.

After explaining her purpose, she was immediately received by Master Lingyin in person.

"This is what Master Qingyin instructed me to present to you personally," Zhuang Yuechan said, offering the jade slip.

Master Lingyin accepted the document with a gloomy expression. After reading its contents, he smashed the table in front of him with a single palm strike, his eyes filled with pure killing intent that chilled anyone who saw him.

After a long while, she slowly suppressed her aura, looked at Zhuang Yuechan, and solemnly said, "Thank you for bringing back the information, young friend. The entire Miaoyin Pavilion owes you a favor."

"You flatter me, Master." Zhuang Yuechan was very curious about what was recorded in the jade slip and was about to ask when she heard Master Lingyin say, "Since you have come to study the classics, I will give you a waist token, which allows you to enter the Wonderful Sound Sacred Realm once. I hope it will be of some help to you."

The Sacred Realm of Wonderful Sounds is the foundation upon which the Wonderful Sounds Pavilion stands. Normally, only Golden Core cultivators can enter to cultivate, and the effects are at least ten times better than studying ancient texts.

Having received a benefit from the other party, Zhuang Yuechan wisely refrained from asking any further questions. It was clear that the other party didn't want to discuss these matters with her, and it was best not to annoy them.

After leaving with the cultivator who came to guide him, True Person Lingyin opened the jade slip again. Inside, there were two short sentences written in cipher: "There are doubts about the ancestor's death. It is suspected that the Thunder King Palace is manipulating things behind the scenes."

"Thunder King's Palace, it's Thunder King's Palace again! What exactly do they want?!" Lingyin Zhenren's eyes turned bloodshot, and the jade slip was crushed to pieces in her hand...

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"call……"

Inside the secluded meditation chamber on Cangmang Peak, Song Changsheng breathed very rhythmically, with unusually long intervals between each inhale and exhale. Accompanying his breathing, the Purple Mansion Furnace within his body roared incessantly, and streams of warm currents flowed through his meridians and dantian.

He felt a surge of energy rushing from his lower dantian to his middle dantian, then abruptly stopping as if it had hit some kind of barrier.

He controlled this "qi" and violently attacked the barrier. With each impact, the magical power within his body would experience violent fluctuations.

After countless attempts, he finally heard a "pop" sound, as if something had been punctured. The "qi" flowed freely, and Song Changsheng's aura rapidly increased.

"boom--"

A powerful aura swept outwards, and endless spiritual energy poured into his body, transforming into pure magical power to fill his empty dantian.

"He broke through so quickly." Song Changsheng murmured softly.

He originally thought that after the enlightenment was over, he would accumulate knowledge and skills and break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core in one fell swoop, but he did not expect to break through during the enlightenment period.

What's even more amazing is that although he had regained his perception of the outside world, the chanting in his ears did not stop, and the fictional world of laws in his mind continued to evolve without being affected in the slightest.

However, he had a feeling that if he opened his eyes at this moment, all of this would shatter like bubbles.

"I've never heard of such a miraculous state before. Could it be a special effect of the [Enlightenment Pill]?" Song Changsheng was somewhat puzzled, but he didn't intend to delve into it. As long as the result was favorable to him, that was enough...

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P.S.: This is a 7,000-word chapter, bringing the total to 12,000 extra words.

This chapter is a bit fragmented, mainly to quickly advance the plot. If there's anything unclear, please feel free to point it out. (End of Chapter)