Building a long-lasting family lineage starting with genealogy

Chapter 479 Chuan'er? Not golden, bad review!

Duan Wuyai was too late to recall the Cangshan Seal.

He clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and a burst of earthy yellow light condensed into a mountain-shaped phantom in front of him.

This is the Cangshan Sect's renowned supernatural power that is famous throughout the Northwest—Cangshan!
Mo Yue's claws landed on the mountain-shaped phantom.

click-

Dense cracks appeared on the mountain shadow.

The icy cold spread from the tips of his claws, freezing the entire mountain shadow into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

Then, the ice sculpture shattered, turning into ice shards scattered everywhere.

But this obstruction bought Duan Wuyai time.

The Cangshan Seal descended from the sky, once again suppressing Moyue.

Mo Yue had no choice but to turn around and deal with the situation.

He struck the Cangshan Seal with his palm, and ice surged from his palm, colliding with the Cangshan Seal.

The ice and the mountain faced each other, creating a visible ripple in mid-air.

The ripples struck the battle platform's protective shield, causing it to tremble violently.

This is a fourth-tier defensive shield; the chances of breaking it with just the strength of two people are extremely slim.

"What an intense battle."

Many Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators exclaimed softly.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Duan Wuyai took a deep breath and made even more rapid hand seals.

The earthy yellow light on the Cangshan Mountain grew even richer, and the true mountain peak patterns even emerged on the mountain body.

The power of suppression surged.

Mo Yue felt a weight on his shoulders, as if the entire Cangshan Mountain had truly pressed down on him.

His legs sank into the lapis lazuli, up to his ankles.

But there was no fear in his eyes; instead, his fighting spirit burned even more fiercely.

He looked up at the sky and roared.

The aura suddenly surged, and it slowly pushed the Cangshan Seal outwards.

Then, he moved closer to Duan Wuyai.

A punch landed squarely on Duan Wuyai's chest.

thump—

The sound was dull, like hitting a large drum.

Duan Wuyai's body flashed with a yellowish-brown light, which briefly blocked the magic shield before shattering.

He was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the protective shield of the battle platform, and then bounced back.

His face flushed red, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat, almost spitting out blood.

But he swallowed it back, only a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"As expected of a transformed dragon! Its power is truly astonishing!"

"Come and try my skills!"

"Supernatural powers are the soul, the soul enters the Azure Mountain Seal, suppress it for me!"

Duan Wuyai formed hand seals, gathering his divine power, Cangshan, and merging the shadow of Cangshan with the Cangshan seal.

next moment.

The oppressive aura emanating from the entire battle arena intensified.

Mo Yue almost knelt down on the ground due to a mishap.

His expression changed slightly, and he immediately transformed into his true form as a dragon, fifty or sixty feet long, and crashed his body into the Cangshan Seal.

An astonishing aftershock spread.

The protective shield actually began to tremble, even more so than before.

The battle platform was covered with cracks, and lapis lazuli was scattered all over the ground.

Duan Wuyai controlled the Cangshan Seal, pouring out his magical power, while Mo Yue used his powerful physical body to resist.

At the point of impact, many of the dragon scales shattered.

Neither of them showed any sign of stopping.

Just as everyone was wondering what would happen next.

Suddenly a voice seemed to fly in from outside the sect, spreading throughout the entire Xuan Yue Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan, your sect is overjoyed. I am here uninvited, please forgive me."

Apart from Zhang Fan, all the Nascent Soul cultivators present changed their expressions simultaneously, and the same thought arose in their minds.

Great monk!
"Let's end this exchange here."

Zhang Fan stood up, took a step, and arrived above the battle platform.

He passed through the protective barrier without any hindrance and entered the interior.

The aftershocks from each collision had absolutely no effect on it.

He merely fluttered his moon-white robe.

Upon hearing this...

Duan Wuyai and Mo Yue stopped fighting at the same time.

Duan Wuyai raised his hand and withdrew the Cangshan Seal. The seal shrank to the size of a fist and disappeared into his dantian.

As for Mo Yue, a ghostly light flashed on his body, and he transformed back into human form, concealing himself with illusion magic.

"As previously agreed, regardless of the outcome of this battle, the 'Purple Dragon Pill' will belong to Fellow Daoist Mo Yue."

"Does Fellow Daoist Duan have any objections?"

"Of course not."

The protective shield had disappeared, and he leaped back to his seat.

The same applies to Moyue.

"Daoran, go and greet Fellow Daoist Wang."

"Yes, Master."

Zhang Daoran stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and then departed in a streak of light.

Zhang Fan returned to his seat, still as calm and collected as ever.

He showed no displeasure at the uninvited arrival of a great cultivator.

Xu Chuan glanced at Mo Yue and asked telepathically, "How is it?"

Mo Yue thought for a moment before saying, "Very strong, no weaker than Qi Tianxiong and Xi Daoyun."

If this continues, I will be injured before he is.

Moreover, he should still have some trump cards up his sleeve.

He paused, then added, "Of course, I am not afraid either."

Xu Chuan looked at Duan Wuyai and Meng Qiu.

Upon seeing Meng Qiu, he looked over, smiled slightly, and nodded in acknowledgment.

Then he looked away.

Over in Mengqiu.

He also transmitted his voice to Duan Wuyai, saying, "Xu Chuan is indeed not to be underestimated."

That transformed dragon was merely a henchman of the Xu family.

But Xu Chuan is the true backbone!

"Perhaps what Senior Brother said is right, but without this transformed dragon..."

To our Cangshan Sect, the Xu family is nothing more than an entity that can be easily crushed.

Even the top-tier Golden Core forces are still just Golden Core forces.

A single Nascent Soul cultivator is enough to destroy everything.

The battle was not simply a matter of two sides exchanging blows.

A Nascent Soul cultivator wants to destroy a Golden Core cultivator's faction.

Even if this force has a dozen or twenty Golden Core cultivators.

Moreover, these Golden Core cultivators working together can contend with Nascent Soul cultivators, and even severely injure them.

But as long as this Nascent Soul cultivator expends some effort, they can eliminate them one by one, gradually eroding their strength.

The destruction of this force is only a matter of days.

Moreover, most cultivators, while pursuing immortality, also fear death.

When faced with an invincible opponent, one's instinct is to flee immediately.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to surround and kill them.

Unless there are enough Golden Core cultivators, or Nascent Soul cultivators are there to support them.

The square was no longer noisy.

The atmosphere was even somewhat somber.

Everyone sat quietly cross-legged, waiting for the uninvited guest to arrive.

Just for a moment.

Zhang Daoran led a dozen or so people as they fell from the sky.

"Master, they have arrived."

Zhang Daoran clasped his hands in greeting.

Zhang Fan seemed to have just heard the sound and opened his eyes to look.

“Fellow Daoist Wang, why do you choose to come and sit in my humble temple instead of staying at the Golden Sun Sect?”

His gaze first fell on a middle-aged man with slightly graying temples.

This man was dressed in a golden robe and had an imposing presence.

The robe was embroidered with crimson fire patterns, the intricate designs resembling leaping flames or golden crows spreading their wings.

He wore a red gold belt around his waist, inlaid with seven fire yang jade beads.

After saying that, he looked at another person.

This person was also a great cultivator.

He looked middle-aged, with a hint of gloom between his brows.

He wore a long black robe, the body of which was extremely plain, without any patterns, except for a three-finger-wide gold trim at the collar and sleeve edges.

The belt around his waist was made of black jade, with the buckle cast in the shape of a taotie.

The Taotie's eyes were inlaid with two blood-red gems, which glowed faintly, as if they were always staring at people.

Behind them were disciples of their sect.

Their clothing and appearance were similar to theirs.

"Fellow Daoist, you must be from the Blackwater Region. What brings you to my Xuan Yue Sect today?"

Although Zhang Fan had been to the Blackwater Region, it was impossible for him to recognize all the great cultivators there.

Wang Shentong clasped his hands and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan has excellent eyesight, able to tell at a glance that Fellow Daoist Fan Xue comes from the Blackwater Domain."

"The Fan family?"

Fan Xue's eyes flashed, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Yue actually knows about my Fan family?"

"The Zhong, Fan, and Wu families are all top-tier Nascent Soul families, and I have naturally heard of them."

Zhang Fan asked, "What brings Fellow Daoist Fan here today?"

Before Fan Xue could speak, Wang Shentong said, "A few days ago, Fellow Daoist Fan led the pride of his clan to travel to my Jin Yang Sect."

They exchanged ideas and insights with our sect.

Having heard about the grand ceremony for the succession of the new sect leader of the Xuan Yue Sect, I wanted to come and join in the fun.

Mr. Wang also came along the way.

He stared at Zhang Fan's face and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, surely you wouldn't be so stingy as to not even part with a single drink?"

"Guests are always welcome."

Zhang Pingchuan smiled and said, "Seniors and fellow Daoists, please take your seats."

Immediately, Xuan Yue Sect disciples added tables and desks.

It was placed in the middle of the road, facing Zhang Fan and the others.

"Please sit down," Wang Shentong said with a smile.

They immediately took their seats.

Everyone knew they were there to cause trouble, and the atmosphere was somewhat silent; almost no one spoke.

The disciples of the Golden Sun Sect and the Fan family, however, acted as if no one else was there, eating spiritual fruits and drinking spiritual wine on their own.

“Those who come with ill intentions will not come with good intentions. Chongjian, this is going to be a good show.” Xu Chongfei transmitted his voice.

"Just don't let it burn us," Xu Chongjian replied.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This isn't a grand ceremony for the Xu family, what does it have to do with us?"

As for Xu Chuan, he carefully examined them, a strange look in his eyes.

"According to divination, a small fortune will be made today. Could it be that the fortune will fall on them?"

He secretly thought.

At this moment, Xu Mingyuan transmitted his voice, "Father, I have a bad feeling."

Xu Chuan asked in surprise, "When did you acquire your third brother's abilities?"

“Father, isn’t it obvious?”

Xu Mingyuan said, "These people brought Foundation Establishment and Golden Core geniuses with them, so it's obvious they've come to challenge Xuan Yue."

Although Senior Zhang Fan is powerful, the foundation of the Xuan Yue Sect disciples is not considered profound.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have consistently ranked last among the five dominant forces in previous years' grand gatherings of prodigies.

If the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core stages of the Xuan Yue Sect are both defeated.

"I'm afraid we'll have to ask you, Father, to intervene."

He paused, then asked, "In Father's opinion, what is the strength of those Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators?"

Xu Chuan remained silent for a moment. If he used his divine sense to investigate, he would definitely be discovered by the two great cultivators.

Therefore, Xu Chuan secretly made deductions.

After a moment, he said, "Foundation Establishment is not that strong. The strongest True Meaning embryonic form is only about 50%."

But they are all very young, the youngest being only in his early twenties.

The oldest among them is no more than fifty.

As for the Golden Core stage, both sides have one person in the late Golden Core stage and one person in the perfect Golden Core stage.

Furthermore, someone who has reached the peak of the Golden Core stage must be someone who has mastered great supernatural powers.

"Such consistency indicates they came prepared; it seems what follows will be a gambling battle."

The stakes can be quite high.

"I feel the same way as a father."

Xu Chuan smiled.

After a cup of tea.

Wang Shentong put down the white jade wine cup and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang and Fellow Daoist Fan have come from afar."

They wanted to train the younger members of their clan.

"Since the Xuan Yue Sect has even prepared a battle platform, surely they wouldn't refuse?"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, just say everything you have to say. My Xuan Yue Sect welcomes all comers."

"Fellow Daoist Zhang is as open and generous as ever."

Wang Shentong said, "Sparring should never be too dry; it really makes people lose motivation."

How about we add some lucky charms?

"How will the competition be conducted, and what are the prizes?"

"My Jin Yang Sect and the Fan family each have five cultivators, one in the early Foundation Establishment stage and one in the complete Foundation Establishment stage."

One person each for the middle, late, and perfect stages of the Golden Core realm.

The competition will be based on these five levels.

The child can be quite young, but cannot be more than five years old.

"A battle among peers!"

Many people in the room spoke up.

This is a more extreme form of the battle between prodigies.

In ordinary battles among prodigies, age is generally not a concern, as long as they are within a certain range.

It's mostly contests between cultivators of the same age and cultivation level.

Just like the grand gathering of geniuses.

"As for the prize money, bets should be placed one game at a time, and the value of the prize money for both sides should be equal."

Of course, this is your Xuan Yue Sect's home ground.

"If you place your bets according to our odds, there shouldn't be any major problems, right?"

"Of course, no problem, but only disciples of my Xuan Yue Sect are allowed to participate?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Among the many fellow Daoists present, there are quite a few Golden Core prodigies and Foundation Establishment prodigies."

Perhaps someone will be interested in your winnings.

Wang Shentong pondered.

But Fan Xue seemed full of confidence, not taking any Nascent Soul forces other than the Xuan Yue Sect seriously.

"Then give them a chance. Anyone who thinks they can surpass my Fan family and the Jin Yang Sect is welcome to step forward."

I'm afraid."

He glanced at the crowd and said, "They can't even find one person who meets the criteria."

Wang Shentong seemed somewhat displeased and transmitted his voice, saying, "Fellow Daoist Fan, how can you be so arbitrary?"

In case there is indeed a Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivator among them who can find a suitable candidate, and who is superior to the disciples of our two families.

So what should we do?
The amount of stuff we brought this time is no small sum.

"My Fan family possesses the bloodline of the ferocious beast Hou, and within the same realm, we are one of the four overlord forces of the Blackwater Domain."

There were very few people who could defeat them.

As for a guaranteed win, that's extremely rare.

"Although the Fan family is powerful, they are too arrogant. Is their personality ultimately influenced by their bloodline?"
However, what's done is done, and there's no going back.

I hope I'm just overthinking it.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Shentong said, "Since Fellow Daoist Fan says so, then I, Wang, will believe you."

If the cooperation goes well, we can continue in the future.

"Don't worry, you've seen the strength of these people from my Fan family with your own eyes."

Your Golden Sun Sect is at least a top-tier Nascent Soul sect.

After five matches, he only managed to win one game by sheer luck.

"At worst, you can make another condition: best of five, winner takes all the prizes."

Wang Shentong nodded.

This seems like a solution.

Then he smiled and said, "Since Fellow Daoist Fan has said so, then so be it."

However, this match was best of five games.

Each round requires an additional prize, but only after all five matches have concluded.

Only those who win three or more games can take home all the prizes.

Does Fellow Daoist Zhang agree?

"As long as Fellow Daoist Wang is happy."

Zhang Fan's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not worried about losing at all.

Xu Chuan glanced at Zhang Fan and thought to himself, "It seems he really has his eye on my Xu family."

However, if this so-called prize is just ordinary...

"Then don't blame the Xu family for not getting involved."

"In that case, let's not waste any more time and begin the first match."

A young man from the Fan family and a disciple of the Jin Yang Sect each flew to a battle platform.

They introduced themselves: "Fan family, Fan Wuji, age 20, requesting to fight."

"Qiu Yue of the Jin Yang Sect, age 22, early Foundation Establishment stage, requests to fight!"

Many people's expressions changed slightly.

Without a doubt, both of them are geniuses.

The fact that someone can reach the Foundation Establishment stage at this age is something that not every Nascent Soul sect can cultivate.

It requires top-notch talent and resources.

Zhang Fan glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "Chuan'er, now that you are the sect master of my Xuan Yue Sect..."

"Then you can choose that person."

"Yes, Ancestor, I'll be right back from Pingchuan."

Xu Chuan listened, his brows furrowing slightly.

Chuan'er? Why does it feel like that old guy Zhang Fan is taking advantage of me?!
Fifteen minutes later.

The four Foundation Establishment cultivators followed Zhang Pingchuan to Wangyue Peak Square.

There was only one person Xu Chuan knew.

That was Ji Baiyi.

Zhang Pingchuan instructed, "Just do your best, it doesn't matter if you lose."

You are all geniuses of my Xuan Yue Sect, and your path of cultivation has only just begun.

Preserve your usefulness, and you can get your revenge later.

"Yes, Sect Master."

Then, two early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators leaped onto the battle platform.

"For this battle, the Fan family and I have added a prize of a top-grade defensive magic weapon."

Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan, what are your Xuan Yue Sect's plans?

"My Xuan Yue Sect will follow."

Zhang Fan smiled gently.

"Haha, that was really satisfying!"

With a flick of his sleeve, Wang Shentong released a high-grade defensive magic weapon—an ancient mirror.

Zhang Fan also threw out a shield.

The two objects, suspended in mid-air, attracted a lot of attention.

"The initial foundation-building competition begins."

As Zhang Pingchuan finished speaking, the people on both battle platforms rushed towards each other, each wielding a magical weapon.

Ji Baiyi glanced calmly at the other two Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators behind Fan Xue and Wang Shentong.

He glanced at one of the red-haired youths a few more times.

His eyes and brows revealed arrogance.

Ji Baiyi sensed a dangerous aura emanating from him.

However, the danger is not great.

After that, he glanced around and looked at Xu Chongjian.

Their eyes met, and they both nodded slightly.

Xu Chongfei also sized him up and transmitted his voice, "Indeed, he's not weak; he's a worthy opponent."

On the battle platform.

The sound of metal clashing was incessant.

Countless sparks erupted, like ten thousand points of starlight.

Every now and then, they could be seen making hand seals with one hand, casting spells, and then approaching with flying swords.

If the Xuan Yue Sect disciples win both matches, then there is no need to hold a third match.

The reverse is also true.

Only with one win and one loss is it necessary to determine the final winner.

Zhang Xuanzhi watched the two groups of combat and sighed softly to the person beside him.

"Senior Brother Qingxuan, it seems that our Xuan Yue Sect is going to lose the early Foundation Establishment stage competition."

"That's normal. He's only in his early twenties; he's just embarked on the path of cultivation."

Their foundation is still shallow.

The Fan family has a special bloodline, which gives them a significant advantage.

However, "Foundation Establishment Completed"

Qingxuan Zhenjun smiled and glanced at Ji Baiyi, "Unless those two are not yet forty."

If the man in white steps forward, victory will be within his grasp.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuanzhi also turned his gaze to Ji Baiyi, saying, "Baiyi's talent is indeed stronger than mine."

He was only forty-four years old.

He then comprehended the true meaning of two sword techniques.

Sixty percent of the true meaning of swordsmanship, and twoty percent of the true meaning of wind.

If both reach perfection, the power of the wind-based sword technique he cultivates will likely approach minor perfection.

It's a pity.

Qingxuan Zhenjun seemed to know what Zhang Xuanzhi was going to say, and continued, "Yes, given his age."

If you participate in the next Tianjiao Grand Gathering.

The foundation-building period will inevitably exceed the limit.

If one breaks through to the Golden Core stage using the true essence of swordsmanship, it might be possible before the age of sixty.

To achieve a breakthrough using both of these true meanings would likely take more than forty or fifty years.

Even if he breaks through, it's unlikely he'll participate in the Golden Core battle at the Heavenly Pride Gathering.

The maximum age for Golden Core cultivators is three hundred years.

Many cultivators of this age who have reached the Golden Core stage have achieved the perfection of the Golden Core realm.

At just over 20 years old, he's too young.

Ultimately, the foundation is insufficient.

As for the next one after that, I heard from the patriarch that the Golden Core Battle will be separated from the Foundation Establishment Battle.

It might be done according to the requirements of the Ancient Pride Gathering.

His age may have exceeded the limit again.

"Born at the wrong time."

Zhang Xuanzhi sighed softly, as if thinking of something.

He glanced at Xu Chuan and the others.

"I wonder what the Xu family is planning. Their young prodigy is not much older than Bai Yi."

Qingxuan Zhenjun smiled and said, "Why should we worry about them?"

Don't forget that their predecessors were also relatively young.

"That's true."

Time passed little by little.

In the time it takes to burn half an incense stick, both matches were over.

Xuan Yue Sect lost both matches.

The members of the Jin Yang Sect and the Fan family all wore expressions of arrogance.

Is this all the Xuan Yue Sect's most promising disciples are?
Just as rumored, once Ancestor Xuan Yue passes away, the Xuan Yue Sect will inevitably decline.

The expressions of the other members of the group present also changed.

The second match.

A competition among cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Perfection stage.

As before, the cultivators from the Golden Sun Sect and the Fan family went up on stage first.

They were 46 and 48 years old, respectively.

Upon hearing that someone of this age had reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, many Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't help but lower their heads in dismay.

Compared to the most outstanding disciples of major sects, the gap between him and them was too great.

"It seems that luck is on our side this time." True Monarch Qingxuan stroked his beard and smiled, looking much more relaxed.

If they lose two games in a row.

Then the Xuan Yue Sect was put on the defensive.

In these two matches, the Xuan Yue Sect won one and lost one.

In the end, it was Ji Baiyi who competed against the young man from the Fan family.

This person's comprehension of the rudimentary form of divine power was not as good as Ji Baiyi's, but after activating his bloodline, his aura increased significantly.

It is obvious that the supernatural powers he cultivates are related to his bloodline.

Therefore, after activating the power of the bloodline, the supernatural power also increased, becoming comparable to 70% of the true intent rudimentary form.

Ji Baiyi remained calm as he combined the rudiments of sword intent with the rudiments of wind intent, unleashing his sword technique.

A beam of azure sword light, several dozen feet long, pierced through his protective blood-fiend aura, leaving a long gash in his chest.

Blood was flowing continuously.

We concede defeat!

Fan Xue immediately replied.

If the fight continues, this direct descendant of the Fan family will surely die.

Due to blood ties, the Fan family doesn't have many direct descendants.

Moreover, those with this concentration of bloodline power are even rarer.

Each one is a precious treasure of the family.

Moreover, for the Fan family...

Only when one reaches the Golden Core stage will the Fan family bloodline truly awaken.

In Fan Xue's opinion, this person had a one or two chance of entering the Nascent Soul stage in the future, so it was not worth it for him to die at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Wang Shentong stared at Ji Baiyi for a while before laughing and saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan, your Xuan Yue Sect disciples are indeed full of geniuses."

Even if this disciple were to participate in the previous Heavenly Pride Gathering, he would already be ranked among the Heavenly Pride List.

"Wang Daoyou is so complimentary."

The prize for the second round was a rare fourth-tier spiritual material for both sides, which could be used as the main material for refining top-tier magic weapons.

Of course, this amount alone is not enough.

However, regardless of which faction it is, the more of this kind of material the better.

"The third round begins with the Golden Core stage competition."

Wang Shentong said, "In order not to waste time, Wang directly told them their ages."

The average value for those in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm is around 130.

The late stage of the Golden Elixir realm is around 180 years old.

As for the two who had reached the Golden Core stage, they were approximately 250 years old.

"Hey~"

Many Golden Core cultivators sighed softly.

Xu Chongfei then transmitted his voice again: "Chongjian, I feel like there's a lot of exaggeration in these so-called prodigies."

I believe that in the future, there will be quite a few members of our Xu family who will reach this level.

"My great-grandfather said that the prodigies of our Xu family are all trained to be the top prodigies of the hegemon-level Nascent Soul forces."

Xu Chongjian responded indifferently.

"Look at my memory."

Xu Chongfei smiled and said, "I really wish I could travel through time and see our Xu family two or three hundred years ago."

What a magnificent sight it will be!

Does it already qualify as a dominant Nascent Soul-level force?

"It's a bit difficult to become a Nascent Soul level overlord, but it shouldn't be a big problem at the top level."

Xu Chongjian pondered and said, "Unless there is someone like Ancestor Xuan Yue in charge."

Even an ordinary great cultivator could fight against two or three of them.

Otherwise, they could only be top-tier Nascent Soul forces.

"Of course, if there were four or five Nascent Soul cultivators, that would probably work too."

"If the quality isn't good enough, you'll make up for it with quantity, right?" Xu Chongfei laughed. "However, it might not be difficult for my Xu family."

My great-grandfather could definitely achieve that, and in my maternal grandfather's generation, three or four people probably could.

As for my parents' generation...

My aunt Deling, my father, and my mother all have a chance to become great cultivators.

And our generation.

You and I certainly are too.

It's difficult to say whether Wenjing can cultivate both body and spirit, and Jingwu is pursuing the path of martial arts, but he hasn't yet found a way to reach the three realms of martial arts.

His path ahead was like walking in a fog.

It is ten times more difficult than cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage.

Oh, and there are also Chong Sheng and the other little guys.

However, judging by age, they are considered juniors.

"Our Xu family is indeed peculiar!"

After a pause, Xu Chongjian uttered a sentence.

However, they will not delve into the family secrets; they will find out when the time is right.

Now all they have to do is keep catching up with their ancestors until they take over the family mantle from them.

A contest between those in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

Zhang Xuanzhi and another Golden Core cultivator named Yan Zuo are preparing to enter the fray.

at this time.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan, this is our prize for this round."

With a flick of his wrist, Wang Shentong conjured a lotus flower shimmering with nine-colored light in his palm.

A unique and alluring aroma wafted through the air, instantly invigorating the senses.

"Nine-Treasure Lotus!"

Duan Wuyai exclaimed in surprise.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators were eyeing the exhibit with great interest.

Daoist Changsong stroked his beard and laughed, "This is a fine product; it's one of the main ingredients for refining the 'Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Pill.'"

Mo Wentian asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Changsong, what is this 'Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Pill' you mentioned?"

Sun Chuanxing smiled and said, "This is a pill suitable for Nascent Soul stage cultivators to break through bottlenecks."

If one possesses a superior-grade "Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Pill," the chance of breaking through from the early to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm can reach 30% to 40%.

It also has a partial effect on overcoming later bottlenecks.

Unfortunately, it's too difficult to gather all the main ingredients for it.

Nine-Heart Grass is the easiest to obtain, but as for Nine-Treasure Lotus, my Sun family does not possess it either.

The final Nine Mystic Fruit grows on the Nine Mystic Spirit Wood and is almost extinct in the outside world.

Only certain ancient grotto-heavens or innate realms of level four or above possess such treasures.

Upon hearing this, Mo Wentian couldn't help but sigh, "Pills of the fourth rank or higher are indeed rare."

He has never used any fourth-tier pills for cultivation; he has relied entirely on his own arduous practice.

If it weren't for the fact that I can now cultivate using the fourth-tier spiritual veins of the Azure Dragon Alliance...

Otherwise, relying solely on the Mo family's spiritual veins, his cultivation would likely make little progress.

Perhaps he will never be able to break through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm in his lifetime.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang Fan, what are you prepared to offer?"

Zhang Daoran took out a jet-black lotus seed and said calmly, "We'll use this to bet on your Nine Treasures Lotus."

Wang Shentong took a closer look, stroked his beard, and laughed, "So it's the seed of the Nine Soul Lotus. This thing is certainly worthy of the name."

The two of them simultaneously pushed the object in their hands into the air and placed it together with the other prizes.

The treasures are increasing.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators watched with burning desire.

If it weren't for the current situation, someone would have already tried to steal it.

“Junior Brother Zhang, I will fight that Golden Core cultivator from the Fan family, and you will fight that person from the Golden Sun Sect.”

You should finish quickly, and I will try my best to delay, giving you time to observe the Fan family's Golden Core.

This will greatly increase your chances of winning.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Yan, I will not let the sect down."

The two flew to the battle platform.

The Golden Core cultivator from the Golden Sun Sect is quite strong, but his supernatural abilities are not yet fully developed.

He was defeated in just a few dozen moves.

the other side.

Fan Yuan, a Golden Core cultivator from the Fan family, saw that Yan Zuo was slippery and, in a fit of anger, directly unleashed his bloodline power.

Supernatural powers and bloodlines overlap.

A terrifying suction force locked Yan Zuo's body in place, constantly drawing him to its side.

Yan Zuo could hardly resist.

The battle eventually turned into close combat.

Under Fan Yuan's relentless attacks, Yan Zuo was severely injured in just a short time.

"I concede."

Yan Zuo immediately replied.

"Hmph, what a waste of time." Fan Yuan snorted disdainfully, then stopped looking at him and stared at Zhang Xuanzhi instead.

"I heard you ranked in the top ten at the last Heavenly Pride Gathering, so let me assess your strength."

Zhang Xuanzhi flew to the battle platform where he was located.

Yan Zuo, clutching his chest, passed by him and whispered, "Junior Brother Zhang, be careful, this person is not easy to deal with."

Zhang Xuanzhi nodded slightly.

Afterwards, Yan Zuofei stepped down from the arena, cupped his hands in front of Zhang Pingchuan, and said, "Sect Master, Junior Brother has disgraced the sect."

"These are healing pills. Junior Brother Yan, just take good care of your injuries."

"Thank you, Sect Master."

After a while.

The battle between Zhang Xuanzhi and Fan Yuan begins.

He raised his hand and immediately unleashed a minor mastery of supernatural power, and the power's aura was not weak; it was not as simple as a beginner's level.

He had long known that Xu Deling had achieved great supernatural powers, and he took her as his role model, devoting all his efforts to comprehending and cultivating.

He is now only close to achieving the pinnacle of supernatural powers.

As for his cultivation level, he had just entered the fifth level of the Golden Core stage.

Xu Deling, however, was at the fourth level of the Golden Core stage and soon achieved mastery of supernatural powers.

He felt that with his talent, he might be able to achieve perfect supernatural powers in the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

Zhang Xuanzhi estimated that he would need to reach the Golden Core stage and then spend some time settling down before he could possibly achieve it.

Even among the most outstanding talents, there are differences.

If he is a mid-level prodigy, then Xu Deling is enough to be a top-level prodigy, with an upper-level prodigy in between.

In terms of pure supernatural abilities, Fan Yuan is inferior to Zhang Xuanzhi.

However, his physical body is strong, no less than that of a second-tier demon beast, so his disadvantage is not too great.

"It seems that the power of the Fan family's bloodline can be unleashed at will."

Zhang Xuanzhi thought to himself.

Without further hesitation, he used a top-grade magic weapon.

A golden sword light shattered his blood-red phantom image, and the remaining sword light seemed to be about to cut his body in two.

roar~
Fan Yuan's expression was solemn, and he let out a roar that was neither human nor beast.

A solidified blood-red beast blocked the golden sword light with its head.

boom! boom! boom!
Waves of air exploded outwards, spreading outwards as ripples.

The standoff lasted for a moment.

The Blood Hound was shattered, and Fan Yuan was sent flying backward.

However, the sword light's power was also exhausted, and Zhang Xuanzhi was also forced back to the edge of the battle platform.

"It's just because of the advantage of my magic weapon. Don't think I'm afraid!"

Fan Yuan used that strange secret technique again, and the black hole reappeared.

Zhang Xuanzhi also felt the shock Yan Zuo had experienced, as if no matter where he was, he would be drawn to the black hole.

"Bloodline supernatural power?"

Mo Yue whispered, "No, the power is too weak."

Xu Chuan said, "Perhaps the ancestors of the Fan family comprehended the power of bloodline and simplified the supernatural power into a secret technique."

When activated by the power of one's bloodline, it might be comparable to bloodline supernatural abilities.

"Makes sense."

"However, the phantom of the Hou that was formed was not golden."

"Terrible review!"

"Why?" Mo Yue was taken aback.

(End of this chapter)