The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

"Oh, Xueyan has broken through to the Golden Core Realm?"

Upon hearing this news, Ye Yang immediately pictured Xue Yan's first arrival at the Flying Heaven Sect.

At that time, the other party, led by the Blood Demon Saint, arrived outside the mountain gate wearing a faded Taoist robe.

However, times have changed, and the Blood Demon Saint has been dead for nearly a hundred years.

His son also successfully broke through to the Golden Core realm.

Time flies.

Ye Yang murmured softly, giving instructions to Huo Bing Shuang beside him.

"Go and invite Xueyan to the main peak."

Before an incense stick could burn, hurried footsteps came from the mountain path.

Xueyan was wearing a brand new purple robe, and his hair was still a bit messy.

Having just broken through to the Golden Core realm, his aura had not yet stabilized.

He was breezy, clearly having rushed over after receiving the news.

When he saw Ye Yang standing in the square in front of the palace, he froze.

He then quickly stepped forward and knelt down with a "plop" about three zhang away from Ye Yang.

After crawling a few steps on his knees, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground.

"Disciple Xueyan pays respects to the Dao Ancestor!"

Xueyan's voice carried an undisguised excitement.

His back rose and fell slightly from his rapid breathing.

Inside the Flying Gate.

To be personally summoned by this Dao Ancestor is an honor that countless disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect dream of.

When Ye Yang saw Xue Yan, he could still see traces of the Blood Demon Saint Son's youth on his face.

Ye Yang walked slowly to him, his gaze falling on his slightly trembling shoulders, his voice softening.

"Get up. I still remember when you first entered the sect, you stumbled and struggled even with the most basic Qi-inducing technique, but now you are already a Golden Core True Person."

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan's eyes instantly reddened.

"I owe my success today entirely to the Dao Ancestor's guidance!"

He kowtowed again, his forehead pressed against the cold bluestone slab.

"If it weren't for the Dao Ancestor granting me entry into the sect back then..."

There's no need to dwell on the past.

Ye Yang raised his hand to interrupt him, flicking his fingertips.

A short, crimson blade suddenly appeared in front of Blood Flame.

The short blade was about three feet long, and a faint blood-red glow flowed across its surface.

A blood marrow the size of a pigeon egg was embedded in the hilt of the knife, and the whole thing radiated pure blood energy.

"This 'Crimson Blood Blade' was discovered in the Nine Suns Pavilion this time."

"This treasure is forged from black iron mixed with the reverse scales of a dragon. Although it is just a treasure, it is rare that Dao Ancestor Wentian put it in his storage bag."

"Your cultivation method is quite compatible with this Crimson Blood Blade. In that case, I will give this item to you as a congratulatory gift for your breakthrough."

Bloodflame's pupils contracted sharply, and as he took the short blade with both hands, he felt a warm current spread through his arms and his entire body.

He can feel it.

This knife resonates strangely with my own life force, clearly it's no ordinary item.

"Thank you, Dao Ancestor, for bestowing this treasure!"

He gripped the knife hilt tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and kowtowed deeply once more.

Ye Yang raised an eyebrow as he watched the faint surging blood energy around him.

When an ordinary Golden Core cultivator breaks through to the next level, although their Qi and blood are abundant, they would never be so powerful.

The blood and qi within Xueyan's body showed faint signs of condensing into substance, clearly indicating that he had awakened some special and powerful physique.

He pondered for a moment, then took out a jade slip from his storage bag.

It was the "Nine Yang Treasure Mirror" that they had previously obtained from the Nine Yang Pavilion.

Chen Hao handed the dark gold jade slip to Xue Yan.

"Take a look at this."

Xueyan took the jade slip with a puzzled look, and the moment he infused it with his magic power...

The secrets of the Nine Yang Treasure Mirror flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

When he saw the description of "tempering the body with the purple aura of the rising sun, becoming extremely yang and strong," he looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This, this is... a complete inheritance of precious techniques? And it even comes with matching precious arts."

This is the level of cultivation one has reached.

He naturally knew how precious a complete combination of precious methods and techniques was.

Even within the Flying Heaven Sect, there are only a handful of such methods.

It's a pity that none of them are suitable for him. The inheritance of the same set of precious techniques and skills far surpasses that of ordinary single methods.

"Although the Nine Yang Pavilion's inheritance has limitations, it is the best at tempering blood and qi."

Ye Yang said calmly.

"Your physique is special, and ordinary cultivation methods cannot unleash your full potential. This set of Nine Yang Treasure Mirror is unique and may allow you to forge a different path."

Upon hearing this, Xue Yan could no longer contain his excitement. He held the jade slip and kowtowed heavily, his forehead hitting the stone slab with a dull thud.

"What virtue or ability do I possess to receive such a generous gift from the Dao Ancestor!"

“You are a descendant of an old friend, and also a disciple of my Flying Heaven Sect.”

Ye Yang's voice carried an undeniable authority.

"You are worthy of this legacy. But you must remember that with great power comes great responsibility."

"You are the core strength and pillars of the Flying Heaven Sect's legacy. When you explore the Demon Realm in the future, do not tarnish the Flying Heaven Sect's reputation."

"This disciple will remember the teachings of the Dao Ancestor!"

Xueyan's voice was choked with sobs, and he kowtowed three times before slowly rising.

The hands holding the jade slip and the Crimson Blood Blade were still trembling slightly.

Ye Yang felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at the light shining in his eyes.

The promise made to the Blood Demon Saint to take care of his descendants has finally been fulfilled.

"Go down and consolidate your cultivation level, and familiarize yourself with the new technique."

Ye Yang waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Xueyan bowed again before turning and leaving.

As he descended the main peak, he gripped the Crimson Blood Blade tightly, the jade slip in his arms still seemingly carrying Ye Yang's warmth, and only one thought occupied his mind.

No matter what happens in the future, I must follow the Dao Ancestor diligently.

Especially this time in the Demon Realm, we must slay demons and eliminate evil, and make good use of the Demon Realm.

We will never betray this weighty trust.

Watching Xue Yan's figure disappear at the end of the mountain path, Ye Yang turned around and looked at the sky outside the mountain-protecting formation.

There, after the spiritual veins of the Flying Heaven Gate were enhanced, the purple-gold aura outside the formation became increasingly intense.

He knew that time was running out for the Flying Heaven Sect.

Sure enough, not long after Xueyan left.

Gu Xuan then slowly walked over, carrying a gilded round plate.

The disc is engraved with intricate sun patterns, and the seven star stones inlaid on the edge emit a faint golden light, making it clearly extraordinary.

"Daozu."

Gu Xuan presented the array plate to Ye Yang, his fingertip touching the groove in the center of the plate.

"The foundation of the Golden Sun Illusion-Breaking Array obtained from the Rising Sun Pavilion is intact, only the core runes are slightly worn."

"I have had the disciples of the Array Academy repair it. If it can be embedded into the watchtower of the Heavenly Spirit Ship, the detection range can be extended to at least a thousand miles away."

Ye Yang looked down at the array plate, his fingertips brushing over the flowing sun patterns.

Although the Nine Yang Pavilion's formations are predominantly masculine, they have unique abilities in detecting concealed auras.

In particular, its sensitivity to demonic energy far surpasses that of the existing array plates of the Flying Heaven Sect.

"The Demon Realm is shrouded in demonic energy, which is difficult for ordinary divine sense to penetrate."

he mused.

"With this Golden Sun Illusion-Breaking Formation, we can certainly avoid many detours."

"That's what the old Taoist priest meant too."

Gu Xuan stroked his beard and laughed.

“The Spirit Ship Workshop has prepared ‘Star Marrow Glue’ and ‘Array Fixing Needle’, both of which are excellent materials for embedding large-scale arrays.”

"However, this formation needs to be seamlessly integrated with the Zhou Tian Xing Chen Formation of the spirit ship, so I'm afraid we'll have to trouble the Dao Ancestor to take action."

Ye Yang nodded, his gaze fixed on the Tongtian Spirit Ship moored outside the mountain gate.

The ship's hull gleamed with a bluish light under the glow of the purplish-gold halo.

The detection array on the top of the giant ship was slowly rotating, but it seemed that something was still missing.

"There's no time to lose, let's go now."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Yang's figure had already transformed into a streak of azure light, landing directly on the deck of the Tongtian Spirit Ship.

Gu Xuan followed closely behind, waving his hand to summon seven elders dressed in array master robes.

Each of these people held a scroll of array diagrams in their hands, which were the calculated inlay schemes.

"Activate the core formation of the spirit ship and peel off the array patterns of the tower ship."

(End of this chapter)