Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Outside of the "Ziyang Heavenly Palace".

A figure in white, barefoot, stepped through the air, his gaze fixed on the strange phenomena emanating from the distance.

The woman in white had two golden dragon horns hanging from her head, and her eyes gleamed with a cold light.

"Transforming from an infant to a god, it really is true!"

".

A flash of white light appeared, and a giant golden dragon materialized out of thin air in front of the palace beneath the celestial phenomenon. The immense pressure that only a Nascent Soul cultivator could display instantly swept over them.

The golden dragon exhaled a breath and raised its massive golden claw to strike directly down, as if a mountain were pressing down on it.

However, the mountain-like golden dragon claw had just reached mid-air when it suddenly stopped, firmly blocked in place by several transparent barriers.

The golden dragon's eyes turned cold, and it opened its mouth to spit out a golden sphere that shot towards the barrier below.

Wherever it passed, the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) trembled violently.

Just as the powerful "golden sphere" made contact with the transparent barrier, a round bronze mirror suddenly appeared out of thin air, shooting out golden light and directly imprisoning it in mid-air.

With a deafening roar, the entire "Ziyang Heavenly Palace" trembled violently.

However, when the spiritual light dissipated, the palace within the restriction remained unharmed.

Upon seeing this, a look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the golden dragon.

"There are such powerful restrictions here. It must have been left by those ancient predecessors. No wonder he dared to go into seclusion here."

Unfortunately, the Dragon King's Seal has already been taken back by the Grand Elder, which has created some trouble.

“Any act that obstructs the Way will be rejected by the Way of Heaven. Could this be something that was preordained in the dark?”

Gazing at the still-present celestial phenomenon above its head, the golden dragon remained silent for a moment before a flash of white light appeared on its body and it vanished from the spot.

".

Inside the Heavenly Palace, the "Land of Inheritance".

Bai Yuxian stood in front of the "golden bronze mirror," gazing at the golden dragon that had completely disappeared from the palace outside, and only then did she breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, after comprehending the primordial energy of heaven and earth, she had gained control over some of the restrictions placed on this place over the years, which allowed her to repel the opponent without serious harm.

Wiping a bead of sweat from her forehead, Bai Yuxian turned to look at Song Qingming, who was sitting on the Xuan Yu Treasure Bed.

At this moment, however, there was a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Long before Song Qingming went into seclusion, Bai Yuxian had already successfully passed the test of comprehending primordial energy.

He could clearly feel that the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) had been controlled by the person in front of him.

The powerful aura emanating from Song Qingming also far exceeded the scope of a Nascent Soul cultivator, seemingly indicating that he had already reached the Divine Transformation realm.

This state has lasted for several months, but Song Qingming has kept his eyes tightly closed and has not made any move.

The strange phenomena above the Heavenly Palace also did not dissipate.

For a time, Bai Yuxian, who had no experience whatsoever, was at a loss.

It is also impossible to determine whether Song Qingming has successfully transformed into a god and passed the final test.

Although Bai Yuxian had just successfully repelled the golden dragon, she was still very worried about when it would reappear.

Moreover, the strange phenomena in the "Purple Sun Heavenly Palace" have lasted for so long, what if they attract other powerful Nascent Soul cultivators?

Will the restrictive formations under my control be able to hold off the enemy and buy Song Qingming enough time?

Even with her worries, Bai Yuxian couldn't change the situation at this moment and could only quietly watch the person in front of her.

"Junior Brother Song!"

".

As if hearing a sound in his mind, Song Qingming suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

Looking up, I realized I was sitting cross-legged on a wooden bed. The place seemed to be a small wooden cabin, with many household items around me.

"Huh! Where am I?"

Looking at the somewhat familiar blue Taoist robe he was wearing, Song Qingming, who had just been in seclusion in the "Purple Sun Heavenly Palace" trying to break through his cultivation level, suddenly went blank.

Just as he was looking around in disbelief, a little girl of about seven or eight years old suddenly burst in from outside.

"Uncle Immortal, so you were here all along!"

Looking at the somewhat familiar figure in front of him, Song Qingming was about to ponder something when he saw an older figure walk in.

"Qingming, I've been trying to send a message for ages and I still haven't seen you. I thought you weren't home."

"Uncle Nine!"

Looking at his Ninth Uncle Song Changxin, whose face still showed no signs of aging, Song Qingming froze on the spot, thinking he was still dreaming.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to cast a spell, he discovered that the "Lingxi Jade Pendant" he usually wore around his neck had disappeared.

At this moment, Song Qingming realized that his cultivation level had suddenly regressed to the Qi Refining stage.

"Uncle Jiu, where is this? Isn't this the Ziyang Heavenly Palace?"

"What heavenly palace and hell? What nonsense are you talking about, child? You've been at Lingyuan Mountain for over a year now, how come you still don't know where you are?"

"Lingyuan Mountain?"

"How could it be Lingyuan Mountain!"

Upon hearing Song Changxin's answer, Song Qingming finally realized what was going on.

He found himself back at his family's Lingyuan Mountain, and had become that Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator who had only recently descended the mountain.

“A few days ago, you told me that you missed home and wanted to go back. You can bring Xiaoyu back to Funiu Mountain with you.”

Looking at Song Qingming, who was still somewhat dazed, Song Changxin shook his head slightly, pointed to the little girl in front of him, and gave her some instructions.

"Take her back to the mountain!"

Song Qingming looked at the little girl with a puzzled expression, and it took him a while to realize what she meant.

"Uncle Jiu, is she Xiaoyu?"

Song Changwen nodded and smiled, "Didn't I just tell you her name? Last month, when I was testing the eligible children here, I unexpectedly discovered that she has a spiritual root."

This is truly a joyous occasion for the family. In all my years at Lingyuan Mountain, this is the first time I've discovered a child with spiritual roots.

However, I don't have a spirit testing plate here, so I can't know her specific spiritual root attributes right now, and I can't guide her in cultivation.

Since you're going back anyway, why not take Xiaoyu with you? We can determine her spiritual root attribute as soon as possible so she can begin her cultivation sooner.

Hearing the seemingly familiar words beside him, Song Qingming was in a state of utter confusion, his memories swirling in his mind.

What on earth is going on? I clearly remember being in seclusion at "Ziyang Heavenly Palace," how did I suddenly end up back at Lingyuan Mountain?

And my cultivation level, why has it all disappeared?

Could it be that all my hard work and cultivation over the past hundreds of years was just a dream?

".

After racking his brains for a long time, Song Qingming's mind became increasingly chaotic, and he couldn't make sense of it at all.

He found a basket outside, carried the little girl on his shoulder, and then, under the watchful and caring gaze of Song Changxin and the others, quickly left "Lingyuan Mountain".

Following the route he knew by heart, Song Qingming led the little girl to the foot of a high mountain.

"Uncle Immortal, is this where you immortals live?"

Hearing the little girl's innocent words, Song Qingming, who was already feeling somewhat annoyed, chose not to pay attention to her and directly took her to the family's mountaintop council hall.

Before long, Song Qingming met his sixth uncle, Song Changfeng, and the elderly clan chief.

The old patriarch took out the clan's treasure, the "Spirit Testing Plate," and slowly infused it with spiritual energy. Soon, three beams of light of different colors flew out from above the plate.

"This is actually a three-elemental root."

"It is truly a blessing from heaven for the Song family, another promising talent with three spiritual roots has emerged."

".

Hearing the excited words of the old clan chief and his sixth uncle, Song Changfeng, Song Qingming stood there blankly, not in the mood to celebrate with them at all.

"By the way, Qingming, what's her name?"

"Ah, Qingyu?"

"Qingyu! Hmm, that's a good name. Let's call her Song Qingyu!"

"Remember this, you will be the tenth cultivator of the Song family's Qing generation from now on."

".

After descending the mountain in a daze, on his way back to Lingyuan Mountain, Song Qingming was still pondering what had happened to him.

"Strange, these scenes are so similar to those in my dream."

"Could it be that these aren't dreams, but things that will happen in the future?"

Suddenly, the sound of magical artifacts clashing came from the woods not far ahead, startling Song Qingming, who was still deep in thought and on his way.

Upon seeing this, Song Qingming immediately reached for his waist, but only managed to take out a mid-grade flying sword.

Looking at the "Blazing Sun Sword" in his hand, he looked somewhat embarrassed and quickly activated the "Concealing Breath Technique" to hide in a nearby tree.

Before long, as the fight drew closer, several familiar figures appeared in front of Song Qingming.

"Fellow Daoist in the tree, I have unfortunately encountered danger today. I beg you to lend a hand and help me out of this predicament. I will certainly repay you handsomely afterward."

".

"Fellow Daoist Song, I still have a high-grade spirit talisman on me. I'll use it when they get closer."

I'll use this to hold them off for a moment. You watch for your chance to break out to the north. The talisman won't hold them off for long. Our survival depends on how fast we can run.

".

The golden talisman burst forth with golden light, and a figure quickly fled to the north.

"Third brother, go after this kid. He's a cultivator from a nearby family. Make it quick and clean, to avoid future trouble."

".

Exhausted from running north, Song Qingming finally arrived at the edge of a high mountain cliff.

"Kid, you've been running for so long, you can't run anymore, can you!"
Don't worry, I'll give you a quick and painless death in a bit."

"Not necessarily!"

Hearing another triumphant voice behind him, Song Qingming, who was panting heavily and exhausted, suddenly revealed a smile on his face.

As soon as he turned around and reached the edge of the cliff, gazing at the bottomless precipice ahead, Song Qingming's eyes suddenly widened.

"Huh! Where did it go?"

His gaze kept sweeping across the familiar corner of the cliff, but the cave that should have been there in his memory was nowhere to be found.

Seeing the danger slowly approaching behind him, Song Qingming didn't hesitate and decisively jumped onto the vines below the cliff.

No matter how hard he searched, he never found the cave that had saved him from danger in his memory.

Just as Song Qingming continued his search, a figure descended from above the cliff.

"Hey kid, where do you think you're going!"

".

Half an incense stick later, in a valley below the cliff.

As he stared at the black knife piercing his chest, a wave of pain instantly washed over his body. Song Qingming collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Powerless to resist, he could only watch helplessly as Zhu Wu took the "storage bag" from his waist.

"What kind of family cultivator are you? I never thought there would be such a poor wretch like you in the cultivation world, who can't even scrape together ten spirit stones."

"Pah! What bad luck!"

"boom!"

Another kick came, sending Song Qingming crashing into the mountainside and creating a large hole in the wall above.

A short while later, a beautifully crafted little wooden box fell out of the mound of earth.

"Huh! What's this?"

Zhu Wu picked up the wooden box and opened it, revealing a fragment of an ancient-style animal hide.

Lying on the ground, Song Qingming watched everything unfold before him, utterly powerless to stop it. He could only watch helplessly as the other party put away the fragment of the map he had just obtained. "Kid, I didn't expect you to have found me a decent treasure. Today, I'll give you a quick death."

The black blade fell again, and Song Qingming's vision went black; his consciousness quickly faded.

".

The scene shifts, and a pool of water suddenly appears in the distance.

A man in yellow robes was looking excitedly at a medicinal herb about half a foot tall in the pool in front of him.

"Haha, a level three Heavenly Sprout Flower!"
"We're really lucky. Those wolf demons didn't damage this spiritual herb at all. We've arrived just in time. Saint Moon, come with me to pick the herb."

"The Huang family cultivators of the Heavenly Manghua Flower, could this be...!"

Looking at Huang Shengxin and Huang Shengyue rushing excitedly towards the pool, Song Qingming was surprised and suddenly remembered where he was.

"Fellow Daoists, you are in danger! Everyone, retreat immediately!"

"Fellow Daoist Song, what's wrong?"

Just as Song Qingming uttered his name, Huang Shengyue turned around, looking puzzled, and asked him a question.

Before he could explain, a powerful pressure instantly enveloped everyone present.

"These little rascals have been wandering around outside for ages, could they have come all this way just for this spiritual herb?"

Before Huang Shengxin could even step forward to gather herbs, the Azure Phoenix, with its wings spread, appeared before them.

Seeing this, Song Qingming ignored everyone and instinctively turned around and ran away. Soon after, he heard the sounds of fighting coming from Huang Shengxin's spellcasting behind him.

Compared to the memory of Song Qingming running at the back, this time he moved quickly and was well-prepared.

He rode on his flying sword and charged ahead, covering over a hundred miles in one breath.

Just as Song Qingming was congratulating himself on his decisive escape and thought he had gotten out of danger...

Suddenly, he felt a powerful pressure coming from behind him. Before he could react, he was enveloped in a blazing blue flame.

Just as he was about to cast a spell to activate his protective spiritual light to resist the raging flames in front of him, Song Qingming discovered that he had very little magical power left in his body.

Soon, the flames outside pierced through the protective barrier and landed on him, causing his flesh to ache from the intense heat.

"Oh no! What should we do?"

"Senior Qingluan, please spare my life. I can still serve you and Prince Huofeng in the future."

"What Qingluan, Fire Phoenix Prince!"
"I have no need for a useless subordinate like you."

When Song Qingming begged for mercy, the "Azure Phoenix" in front of him ignored him completely and instead intensified the power of her spell.

Before long, Song Qingming felt the protective aura completely disappear, and he fell into the sea of ​​fire.

"How could this happen? I'm so unwilling to accept this!"

".

As his vision was plunged into darkness once more, Song Qingming awoke to find himself back in a cave.

Not far in front of him, another figure brought him a pot of brewed spiritual tea.

"Siyuan, where am I?"

"My husband has just returned from completing his Core Formation, how come he doesn't know where he is? Are you perhaps teasing me?"

"Having returned after forming my core, I've already broken through to the Golden Core realm?"

Upon hearing Huang Siyuan's explanation, Song Qingming used magic to examine himself and discovered that he already had an extra natal golden core within his body.

Just as he was about to ponder his current situation, a communication talisman unexpectedly flew into the cave.

Looking at the high-quality emergency communication talisman sent by his family, Song Qingming put down the pastries in his hand, opened it, and took a look.

Only then did they realize that the sign read "Two Golden Core cultivators from the Free and Unfettered Sect have come to visit."

"My lord, Senior Chu and Senior Zhao are both renowned Golden Core cultivators in the State of Wei. You have just successfully formed your Golden Core, so please do not be impolite in front of them."

Let's hurry up and go!

"Okay! I'll be right back."

Hearing Huang Siyuan urging him on, Song Qingming, whose mind was in a state of confusion, turned around and walked out of the cave.

Upon arriving at the family council hall, he saw Chu Fengping and Zhao Menglian sitting in the living room. He quickly stepped forward and bowed.

"Qingming greets you two fellow Daoists!"

Chu Fengping and Zhao Menglian were somewhat surprised to see that Song Qingming, who had only just formed his core, had already taken the initiative to change how he addressed them.

However, the two quickly composed themselves, smiled slightly, and stood up to return the greeting.

"Having heard that Fellow Daoist Song has successfully formed his core, Junior Brother Chu and I have come to pay our respects on the orders of the Supreme Elder. We hope you will not take offense."

"Qingming wouldn't dare. May I ask if you two fellow Daoists have any other business with you today at Funiu Mountain?"

Seeing that Song Qingming spoke so directly, Chu Fengping and Zhao Menglian beside him exchanged a glance and said with a smile:

"Besides congratulating Clan Chief Song on his successful Golden Core cultivation, Senior Sister Zhao and I have come here today to ask you about something in person."

"I humbly request your guidance, Master Chu!"

"I wonder where Fellow Daoist Song went after leaving Guyang Mountain to find the opportunity to form the Golden Core? How come the sect has not heard anything about your breakthrough to the Golden Core stage all these years?"

"The location where I formed my core this time was not actually within the territory of Wei Kingdom, but in a cave deep in the Floating Cloud Mountains."

Song was able to successfully form his elixir thanks to the help of a benefactor.

".

"Floating Cloud Mountains, a benefactor has come to our aid!"

"Fellow Daoist Song, may I ask who this distinguished person you speak of is? Could you perhaps tell me a little about them?"

Upon hearing the question, Song Qingming recalled the memories in his mind and quickly replied:
"Well! To be honest, that senior did not give his name, and I do not know his specific identity."

"Hmph! I think Fellow Daoist Song isn't unaware, you just don't want to say it!"

Just as Song Qingming replied, Zhao Menglian's expression suddenly changed, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Seeing this, Song Qingming also looked at the two people in front of him with surprise and confusion.

"When you were building your foundation, you disappeared for several months in the Floating Cloud Mountains. After you returned, the matter was left unresolved. You should know the reason why."

Back then, in the hidden realm of Taiyue Lake, you thought that after you came out, no one would know what had happened inside.

As a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, what merit do you possess to warrant a senior cultivator making a special trip to the Floating Cloud Mountains to protect you during your Core Formation?

Do you really think our Free and Unfettered Sect is so easily fooled?

"Song Qingming, the evidence against you for colluding with the demon race and betraying the interests of the human race is irrefutable. Why don't you confess the truth immediately?"

As Zhao Fenglian spoke, she raised her hand and released a long ribbon magic weapon that directly swept towards Song Qingming.

Meanwhile, Chu Fengping, who was also prepared, summoned a flying sword to block his retreat.

"My two senior brothers, let me explain!"

".

Song Qingming, who had just successfully formed his core, was quickly beaten to the point of near death by Zhao Menglian and Chu Fengping, who were both in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and lay in the center of the hall.

"Uncle Li was right after all. This Myriad Spirit Feather must be a communication token left to him by the demon race."

"Damn scum of humanity!"

Before Song Qingming could say anything, several sword lights fell directly down, and his eyes gradually went black.

".

The scene shifts to turbulent waves and thunder rumbling in the sky.

Having just woken up, Song Qingming hadn't even had time to think when he looked up and saw a powerful bolt of lightning descending from the sky, heading straight for him in mid-air.

"This is... the Nascent Soul Tribulation!"

Seeing the fierce lightning bolt approaching, Song Qingming, without thinking, instinctively cast a spell to activate the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" to block it above his head.

As the lightning struck, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," despite its best efforts to resist, was still shattered on the spot and fell from mid-air.

Before Song Qingming could catch his breath, thunder rumbled in the sky once again.

The next, even more powerful bolt of lightning is already brewing.

Seeing this, Song Qingming, who was standing in mid-air, was somewhat flustered and kept thinking about what treasures he had that could resist the lightning tribulation.

"Junior Brother Song, what are you standing there for? Quickly activate the formation to resist the lightning tribulation!"

"My husband."

Hearing Li Xuanyi's anxious reminder from afar, Song Qingming suddenly remembered something, quickly took out an array plate from his body, and cast a spell to activate the "Heavenly Gang Five Elements Grand Array" that had already been set up beside him.

Under the cover of the great formation, they narrowly escaped the tribulation of lightning.

"Junior Brother Song has succeeded in the sixth tribulation!"

"Hahaha, I knew Brother Seven would succeed."

Just as Song Qingyu opened her mouth to cheer, a sudden rumble of thunder sounded in the sky again, startling everyone present.

"How could there be a seventh tribulation lightning strike?!"

"not good.."

"No one is allowed to pass by. Once touched by the Heavenly Tribulation lightning, they will surely be reduced to ashes."

Seeing this, Huang Siyuan and the others wanted to rush up to help, but Bai Yuxian, who had been waiting nearby, used magic to stop them.

The others, seeing this scene, couldn't help but show a hint of regret in their eyes as well.

The power of the "Heavenly Gang Five Elements Formation" in his hand has been greatly reduced, and his natal magic weapon is also severely damaged.

The key issue is that his own magical power is almost depleted, and he is even unable to activate the high-level talisman he has taken out.

At this moment, Song Qingming was completely helpless, and his face was already ashen as he faced the seventh lightning tribulation that was about to fall.

"How to do!"

Is it about to end again?

No, I remember I had successfully formed my Nascent Soul, I shouldn't be lying here.

I can't remember how I survived the tribulation.

"Why did I have to die at Zhu Wu's hands!"

"Why won't Qingluan let me go!"

"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Brother Chu! How did they find out about me and Huo Feng?"

"The seventh tribulation lightning?"

Why did I end up like this? What was I missing?

As the images of what he had just experienced in the illusion flashed through his mind, Song Qingming suddenly sensed a faint aura emerging from his chest.

Following this faint scent, a seemingly missing part of my memory surged forth wildly.

The next moment, Song Qingming's eyes, which were filled with exhaustion and despair, suddenly shone with a sharp light.

He gently raised his hand and brushed it across his chest. A golden light suddenly appeared above his head, and the surrounding spiritual energy instantly surged into his body.

".

"Ziyang Heavenly Palace" is a place of inheritance.

Seeing the golden light that suddenly appeared on Song Qingming's chest, Bai Yuxian, who was standing to the side, was immediately surprised.

Before she could see what the golden light was, a golden scroll appeared out of thin air above Song Qingming's head.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) surged wildly, rushing straight into Song Qingming's body.

As the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) came under Song Qingming's control.

Standing still, Bai Yuxian felt the same way. She noticed that the speed at which the spiritual energy around her was recovering had suddenly increased several times over, and a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

"This is... mastering the primordial energy of heaven and earth!"

"Transform from an infant to a god!"

(Finally, I've successfully reached the Divine Transformation stage! Tonight, I'm going to eat two extra steamed buns to cheer myself up.) (End of Chapter)