The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 219 Passing on the Kung Fu
Behind them, the clouds and rosy hues of the various peaks shimmered and flickered. The peak masters arrived and, seeing the figures on the Enforcement Peak and the old ancestor, all bowed in unison and said, "Greetings, Ancestor!"

Yuan Chu Daoist withdrew his gaze and looked at the crowd, knowing that most of the Qi Ling disciples were currently filled with anxiety. After all, they had essentially abandoned the sect's oldest ancestor from their memories and even severed ties with the Tian Qi lineage.

However, he was not worried because the clan history and genealogy contained very little information about Tianqi. Instead, it detailed the history of nearly five hundred years since Wang Xun took charge. In the next hundred years, the disciples who become true cultivators will truly recognize themselves as members of the Qiling Sect, rather than descendants of the Tianqi Ancient Immortal Sect.

"By Xuan Yuan, the Qi Ling destiny has been returned to the lineage. From now on, all disciples of Qi Ling will have a chance to seek their destiny and ascend to the throne! I hope that you will diligently cultivate the Dao and not lose your will."

The voice of the Primordial Daoist resounded in the hearts of everyone present like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Upon hearing this, Li Hanxing, standing in the crowd, was utterly shocked. He actually had a chance to ascend to the throne? And perhaps all the disciples of the Qiling Sect had such a slim chance of succession?
The remaining people were also deeply shocked. After regaining their senses, they bowed and shouted, "By Xuan Yuan, your disciples will never forget the great kindness of bestowing this life upon us!"

Yuan Chu continued, “Although I have bestowed life upon you all, the path of cultivation is fraught with tribulations. This thread of life is merely to complete your destiny, ensuring that everyone has the fate to ascend to the throne, but not everyone is guaranteed to ascend to the throne.”

Even if fate is restored, among the Qiling Sect, only one or two out of dozens of cultivators can truly ascend to the throne.

I hope that you will all devote yourselves to cultivation in the future, and spend less time on the petty gains of these sects and factions.

All the peak masters and family heads felt a tremor in their hearts and said in unison, "We will follow the teachings of our ancestor!"

Yuan Chu ordered everyone to leave, leaving only Wang Fengyun, Wang Chaoxin, and Wang Chaochen.

The three stood behind the Primordial Daoist, all with their heads bowed and solemn, not daring to have any wild thoughts.

A mountain breeze carried a fine mist and rain, causing their clothes to flutter. Yuan Chu Daoist closed his eyes and focused his mind on sensing the slanting wind and mist before slowly speaking, "Chao Chen, from now on, all matters, large and small, in the mountains will be entrusted to you. Chen Ming needs to go into seclusion to cultivate or to fight on various fronts. I also cannot travel much, so you are the only one left to manage the sect."

Aside from using the sect leader's secret orders for intimidation, the education and edification of disciples and followers also require the influence of authority and virtue.

"The Profound Origin has created a celestial realm above, where the souls of deceased disciples can continue their immortal journey. However, not everyone can enter this realm. You must determine the appropriate boundaries yourself."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chaochen felt his breathing become much heavier, and he replied in shock, "Yes! I will keep the Ancestor's teachings in mind day and night! I will definitely carry forward the Qiling Sect!"

After he left, the two people beside him slowly came to their senses. What was the difference between this kind of hidden paradise and the Rebirth Method? If the disciples in the mountains knew this news, who would still think of betraying Qi Ling?

Even Wang Fengyun was quite tempted. If he had such a wondrous cave, he wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble to plan.

Yuan Chu looked at the woman before him again and sighed softly, “Chao Xin, you must know the truth in your heart. Back then, you and Chao Qiu appeared to be one in the open and one in the shadows, but in reality, you were both there to cover up the reincarnation of Wei Tu.”

Now that Xuan Yuan has multiplied into countless forms, even if Chao Qiu leaves, he will no longer be in any fatal danger. You can rest assured.”

"Yes, thank you for your concern, Ancestor." Wang Chaoxin said respectfully, "But this disciple has another question. Between Senior Brother Chaoqiu and me, who exactly is... Wei Tu? Or am I Wang Chaoxin, or something else?"

Wang Fengyun, who was standing to the side, felt a tightness in his heart when he heard this. Was he planning to kill him because he was being told such a secret?
He couldn't help but glance at Yuan Chu Dao Ren, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yuan Chu Dao Ren wasn't looking at him.

Yuan Chu Dao Ren didn't pay attention to Wang Feng Yun's meaning, and shook his head and smiled as he replied, "Neither you nor Chao Qiu are Wei Tu, but you both have the destiny to attain the position of Wei Tu."

Whoever succeeds will be the Earth of the Unborn. If none of you succeed, then none of you will be the Earth of the Unborn.

"If one day you attain your position, it will be you, Wang Chaoxin, becoming the True Lord of Weitu, not the True Lord of Weitu reincarnating as Wang Chaoxin and returning to attain his position through his body."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chaoxin's expression relaxed slightly, and he bowed, saying, "Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Ancestor! This disciple will certainly live up to your high expectations!"

After she left, only the two of them remained on the mountain. Wang Fengyun waited to be questioned, but the person in front of him remained silent.

It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that Daoist Yuanchu opened his eyes from his meditation. He turned around and walked to Wang Fengyun, saying gently, "Would you rather be Qi Ling's disciple or the Linglong Sect's True Man Jiang Xu?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fengyun immediately bowed and said, "This disciple dares not!"

Upon seeing this, Yuan Chu sighed, bent down to help him up, and said, "Whether you are him or not, I have never had any intention of killing you. If you are him, and there is a connection to my destiny, you will be willing to cooperate for mutual benefit and help me, Qi Ling, overcome the many tribulations to come."

"But how can the Ancestor assert that I am not him?" Wang Fengyun paused for a moment before saying, "I am Jiang Xu himself!"

"You can't be him."

Yuan Chu shook his head and said, "He won't kneel."

Wang Fengyun was stunned upon hearing this. In Jiang Xu's memory, he had indeed only bowed to two people since he began cultivating. These two were his two masters, both of whom died because of him. Even when facing the True Lords afterward, he had never knelt down once.

“Even if you are assimilated by his memories and think of yourself as Jiang Xu, the Jiang Xu who had seven lives and a golden core, failed to attain his position, and caused a chaotic battle among the True Lords, will never appear again.” Yuan Chu Dao Ren looked directly into his eyes and said, “I hope you can inherit his long-cherished wish, attain the position of Wu Tu, and let the radiant light rise again, illuminating the nine heavens.”

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"This...can I do it? But I'm not Jiang Xu, I'm just Wang Fengyun..." He panicked upon hearing this. If he wasn't Jiang Xu, how could he prove his position as Wu Tu?
"You may not be able to do it, but Wang Fengyun, who is born in Qiling and has a destiny, can do it!"

If your heart is uneasy, then ask Xuan Yuan.

Yuan Chu Dao Ren smiled and turned to walk into the temple on Law Enforcement Peak.

Wang Fengyun was struggling with his thoughts. The moonlight shone on the peak, and the quiet chirping of insects entered his heart. He turned around and saw only the moonlight illuminating the hall door, with Xuan Yuan sitting high up.

Various thoughts clashed in his mind, sometimes revolving around the thousand-year history of the Linglong Sect, and other times around the various past events of the Qiling Sect.

A voice in his heart kept tempting him, saying that as long as he was Jiang Zhenren, he was the reincarnation of the Seven Lives Golden Core, with a limitless future, and the path to attaining the highest rank was clearly visible in his eyes.

But another voice was calling out in his heart: he was Wang Fengyun, he was himself, not Jiang Zhenren.

Even the most self-controlled person is ultimately unable to resist endless temptations.

Wang Fengyun's primordial spirit slowly moved towards the direction of Jiang Xu's memories, his mind filled with the beautiful scenes of ascending to the Golden Core stage and proving the status of True Monarch.

A thousand celestial palaces open, ten thousand divine halls emerge. Celestial maidens hold golden lotuses, golden-armored warriors wield weapons, white cranes ascend to the clouds, and spirit fish leap from the pond.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Fengyun arrived in the heavens, wearing a dazzling Taoist robe, standing among the immortals, who showered him with praise.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter, with the sky before him connecting with the clouds and the morning mist, and the Milky Way behind him seemingly turning as a thousand sails danced.

The immortals bowed in submission, proclaiming, "Welcome True Lord Jiang to your ascension to the throne! May you live as long as Heaven and Earth, for a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations, forever enjoying your Daoist position!"

"Hahaha, very good, very good, today is the great joy of my ascension to the throne..." He suddenly realized something was wrong and asked, "Say what you just said again!"

The immortals bowed again and said, "Welcome True Lord Jiang..."

"No, my name is Wang Fengyun, how can you call me by the wrong name?" he shouted. "Change it immediately!"

"What? But you are Lord Jiang Zhenjun?" a fairy exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, is it because Lord Jiang is too excited?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, you are Master Jiang of the Linglong Sect. After many hardships, you have finally attained the rank of True Lord. That is why we are here outside the Heavenly Palace to offer our congratulations and pay our respects!"

"Jiang Xu?" He raised his hand and a bronze mirror appeared in front of him, reflecting an old man with white hair, a youthful face, and an air of otherworldly elegance.

"I am Jiang Xu? I am Jiang Xu? So be it, it's just a physical body anyway, my primordial spirit will still take the lead!" He calmly said, "Then let's enter the Heavenly Palace!"

"Yun'er!"

A muffled voice sounded in his ear, but he thought it was just a hallucination and ignored it, continuing to walk towards the magnificent gate of the heavenly palace.

"Senior Brother Yun!" another woman's voice called out.

"Yun'er, you have achieved immortality! You have truly lived up to the Wang family's reputation, and our ancestors are all proud of you."

Wang Fengyun suddenly turned around and saw familiar yet unfamiliar figures standing by the clouds.

He was stunned. Who were these people? He shook his head, and his memory brought back the images of his fellow disciples and masters in the Qiling Sect.

No, how could he possibly forget all of these people? Wang Fengyun felt a chill in his heart, stopped in his tracks, and asked the attendant beside him, "What are your orders, True Lord?"

Wait, he's Wang Fengyun! His memories seem to be fading away little by little.

He looked up at the tall and majestic gate with the words "Heavenly Palace" carved on it; the ethereal fairyland was right before his eyes.

Once he steps through this palace gate, he will become the real Jiang Xu! But what about himself? Without his own Jiang Xu, who is a Heavenly True Lord, what about Wang Fengyun's consciousness?

He felt a sense of fear. He looked up at his old friends again, only to find that they were gone. A dark mass of people appeared on the horizon once more, and on each of their faces, whether old or young, were two lines of bloody tears.

Their pale faces were all smiling eerily. Who were these people?

Wang Fengyun's memories raced through his mind once more, and he recalled that the people before him were all Wang clan disciples who had died on the altar years ago.

When these people saw him, their smiles turned into ferocity, and they roared angrily at him, "Traitor Jiang Xu!"

Curses and screams filled the air as the ferocious beasts lunged at him.

Wang Fengyun was startled awake by the scene. He took a deep breath, broke free from the illusion, and realized that he was still on Law Enforcement Peak.

The moon is high, the wind is still, the dew is clear, the ripples are calm and still, and the cold light shines on the stars in the sky.

He resolutely stood up, glanced at the statue not far away, and respectfully said, "Greetings, Xuan Yuan!"

The statue shone brightly, and a beam of light flew out and entered his mind.

Wang Fengyun's primordial spirit swirled, and the precious light in his mind merged with his primordial spirit, transforming into a cultivation technique with seven ancient characters engraved on the crimson-gold divine runes.

The Zhongyuan Baotu Xuanyin Jing

Although he had not seen the method, he knew it was a gift from Xuan Yuan, and immediately kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Xuan Yuan, for bestowing this method!"
"This disciple will surely one day cause a sky full of radiant light to rise from Qiling and illuminate the entire heavens!"

After saying that, Wang Fengyun walked down the mountain with a sense of peace of mind. He had never felt so at ease on this journey down the mountain.

In the Xuan Yuan Realm, standing beside the Si Ming Tian Stone was the Yuan Chu Dao Ren. He sensed that there was one last cultivation technique inside the stone, which was one of the three cultivation techniques that had appeared when the original body first took control of this realm, and it was also the highest-grade cultivation technique, "Shang Yuan Jiu Xuan Dong Zhen Jing".

"No one can outmaneuver his plans."

The Primordial Daoist muttered to himself, "No wonder I wanted to merge with the Dao Yuan Water and transform into Xuan Yuan!"

He now understood why Xuanming could calculate so precisely, down to the exact date and time of Jiang Xu's ascension to the throne. It was precisely at that crucial juncture that the Azure Fate Illuminating Cloud Golden Lamp was activated, leaving Jiang Xu with absolutely no way out.

Because each of these three cultivation techniques contains a wisp of rank and destiny!

Whether they are True Immortals or Golden Core cultivators, everyone in the world firmly believes that True Lord Yuanshui is still hiding somewhere, waiting to return to his rightful place.

However, in reality, the last vestige of Yuan Shui Zhenjun's life force and rank have been hidden within the cultivation technique "Tong Ling Xia Yuan Zhen Jue". Anyone who ascends to the position of Yuan Shui without cultivating this technique will undoubtedly die!

Without this final wisp of destiny and status, it would be meaningless to sacrifice countless golden cores to mend one's path.

In an instant, he also thought of Master Yuan Yi. He was afraid that this master had also noticed the deficiency of the Yuan Water back then, and his death was to make up for it with his own body!
However, after his death, he still discovered that the Yuan Shui was incomplete, so he probably understood something and did not hesitate to completely disappear and hide in the world to wait for the moment when the Yuan Shui was complete!
As for Yuan Shui Zhenjun being taken by fate, it is quite possible, after all, it was Xuan Ming Zhenjun who made the move. But this last bit of Yuan Shui position was most likely not taken by force, since no one can take away a Zhenjun's original position unless it is done voluntarily.

“Yuan Shui Zhenjun…I’m afraid he has already been reincarnated, or perhaps he has switched to another path!”
The Earth element (戊土) is missing a trace of its proper position precisely because of this cultivation method.

However, Jiang Xu was exceptionally talented and forcefully swallowed Wei Yang's destiny, using his life to replenish his own, thus achieving the perfect Seven Lives Golden Elixir. In theory, he should have been able to attain the highest rank.

But Xuanming had foreseen this. When the Dao of Wutu stirred the heavens and earth, the last strand of Wutu in this cultivation method could activate the Azure Life Illuminating Cloud Golden Lamp, preventing him from attaining his position.

In this way, as long as one controls the Xuan Yuan Realm, it means that there will be three True Monarchs who form a solid common interest and thus have a unified stance.

If we add the reclusive Yuan Ci, the first-generation ally Wei Tu Zhenjun, and other Zhenjun fellow cultivators who are still alive, there might really be a possibility of overthrowing the Heavenly Palace and completing the Xuanming plan!

Moreover, Xuanming happened to choose the original body with an unusual destiny. It seemed that Xuanming was no longer there, but in reality, everything was still in Xuanming's hands.

(End of this chapter)