I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

"Xiao Huan, we're counting on you again."

Lin Che summoned her from the Azure Mystic Realm and gently held her in his arms.

While stroking her soft, warm fur, he pointed to the heavy, ancient bronze stone doors on both sides of the corridor.

"Use your supernatural powers to help me see which of these rooms behind the doors emits the most dazzling and unique spiritual light. Find the best ones for me!"

Since this is the main hall of the inheritance site, the most valuable core inheritance must be hidden in these secret chambers!

With limited time, we must pinpoint the exact location and get straight to the core.

Upon hearing this, the Illusionary Crystal Seeker, nestled in Lin Che's warm embrace, immediately perked up and puffed out its little chest.

Its big purple eyes gleamed with eager anticipation, and it patted its chest with its little paws: "Leave it to me, Master! I guarantee I'll find the brightest and best!"

She skillfully took a "Seven-Colored Source Crystal" that emitted a mesmerizing seven-colored halo from Lin Che's palm, and eagerly brought it to her mouth, crunching and munching on it, her little face filled with satisfaction.

For her, it was both the "fuel" to unleash her supernatural powers and an unparalleled delicacy.

As the pure energy within the source crystal was rapidly absorbed and transformed, a mysterious and profound purplish-blue halo once again appeared deep within her eyes.

Innate Divine Ability - Spiritual Guidance, activated!

In her unique and mysterious perception at this moment, the dark and deep corridor in front of her and the cold and heavy stone doors on both sides seemed to gradually fade and become transparent.

Clusters of light, varying in color, brightness, and aura, faintly appeared in the space behind the stone gate, like stars, some bright and some dim, in the night sky.

Some halos were faint and dim, carrying a sense of decay accumulated over the years;

Some are relatively bright, containing spiritual energy fluctuations of different attributes.

However, a few more rays of light, with their dazzling brilliance, wondrous colors, ancient and rich spiritual energy, and profound artistic conception, were like the bright moon and blazing sun suddenly rising from the dark abyss, instantly attracting all her attention!

Soon, her little paws pointed firmly to several specific directions deep in the corridor, her voice filled with the excitement and eagerness of discovering an amazing treasure:

"Master! Look over there! Behind that door, there's something golden, so bright! Like a little sun!"

"And over there! That 'warm and gentle' green light feels so comforting, like spring buds sprouting!"

"The innermost... the innermost room... it feels... it feels a bit strange, both bright and dark, I can't quite put my finger on it, but it gives me the most special feeling, it's definitely hiding something incredible!"

Hearing Xiao Huan's clear and specific description, Lin Che's spirits lifted.

He immediately located the spot that resembled a "golden little sun".

Since the Yaren Beast has confirmed that this place is the legacy left by the Tiangang Sword Sect.

The most valuable thing is undoubtedly the inheritance related to "sword", and its attribute naturally leans towards the incomparably sharp "metal"!

Guided by the Illusionary Crystal Seeker Beast, Lin Che moved swiftly through the silent corridor and arrived at the central, tallest, and most magnificent stone door.

The stone gate was tightly closed, and its surface was carved with intricate sword-shaped patterns, exuding an invisible sharpness and solemnity.

Lin Che turned his gaze to the Azure Profound Realm Spirit, which was in a state of emptiness beside him.

Without needing to say more, the spirit of the realm already understood its meaning.

The next moment, a barely perceptible ripple spread through the space, and their figures vanished in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was already inside a secret chamber behind the stone door, cleverly avoiding any possible door restrictions.

The view inside the sealed room suddenly opened up.

In the center is a circular metal platform about three zhang in diameter. The platform is made of some kind of spiritual metal, and it has a dark black color, but its surface is covered with a delicate metallic luster.

Around the platform, four metal pillars, each about ten feet tall, stand symmetrically. Each pillar is decorated with a relief of a weapon: a sword, a knife, a spear, or a shield. The lines are simple and archaic, and the pillars exude an imposing aura.

At the top of each pillar is a fist-sized, radiant soul crystal.

It is now slowly rotating, continuously absorbing and purifying the military aura seeping in from the special holes in the walls of the secret chamber.

These refined and more concentrated malevolent energies converged towards the center of the platform like four dark golden streams.

At the very center of the platform, where the malevolent energy converged, a long sword floated silently.

More accurately, it was a broken sword.

The sword is about three feet long and three fingers wide. Its design is simple and elegant with smooth lines. Even though it is broken, one can still imagine its former glory.

The fracture was irregularly jagged, as if it had been violently broken by an even more terrifying force.

At this moment, a dark golden aura of malevolence swirled around the sword, attempting to merge into it.

The broken sword itself was shrouded in a soft golden halo, like the ripples of still water. Against the backdrop of the murderous aura, it exuded a tragic yet noble air of incompleteness and unyielding spirit.

"This is... the Heavenly Gang Sword?! How could it be broken?!" The Ya Ren Beast stared wide-eyed at the broken sword, its voice filled with disbelief, shock, and regret.

Clearly, it not only recognized the sword, but also knew its origin and significance.

Before Lin Che could ask, the Yaren Beast took a deep breath and continued in a heavy tone:

"Master, as far as I know, this sword... is the heirloom of the Heavenly Gang Sword Sect, and also the sect's most treasured artifact!"

It is of extremely high quality, containing the righteous energy of the heavens, capable of destroying evil and vanquishing demons, and possessing boundless power!

I only saw it once from afar back then, and its brilliance was so dazzling that I dared not look directly at it. I never imagined it would end up like this…”

Lin Che nodded in agreement.

In fact, the moment he entered the secret room, he had already checked the information about the sword through the system.

[Celestial Sword (Severely Damaged)]

Rank: Low-grade fourth-tier magic weapon (originally high-grade fourth-tier)

Status: The weapon spirit is dormant, its origin is damaged, and the sword body is broken.

Brief Introduction: The sword inherited by the Tiangang Sword Sect is forged by mixing the essence of meteorite iron from outer space with various Geng metal spiritual materials and tempering it with earth fire and heavenly thunder.

It was damaged and broken in an ancient war, and its spirit was on the verge of dissipation.

The "Nurturing Soldiers and Sha Formation" here uses the malevolent energy accumulated over thousands of years on the Plain of Soldiers' Bones to slowly nurture and repair its origin, maintaining a trace of the spirit's vitality.

As the system shows, this is a magic weapon that was once a high-grade fourth-tier weapon, but has now fallen to a low-grade fourth-tier weapon and is severely damaged!

More importantly, it once gave birth to a "weapon spirit"!

The strange formations surrounding it were using the accumulated military aura of thousands of years to try to repair this legendary sword.

However, the damage was too severe back then, and even after a thousand years of nurturing, it can only maintain a wisp of the artifact's spirit, and the repair process is minimal.

This formation has reached its limit.

However, a bright light suddenly burst forth in Lin Che's eyes!

If this item falls into the hands of someone else, due to its degree of damage, it will be almost as good as a piece of junk, difficult to handle, and even more difficult to repair.

But for the Lin family and for Lin Che, the meaning was completely different!

His third son, Lin Xuanfeng, possesses the "Undying Sword Soul Body".

To activate this special physique, the primary condition is to have a powerful sword spirit, or a sword that carries the ultimate obsession with swordsmanship as a "catalyst"!

The Heavenly Gang Broken Sword before us perfectly meets these two conditions!

It once possessed a weapon spirit; it was a top-tier sword in itself, and it also carried the inherited will and indomitable sword intent of the Tiangang Sword Sect!

Is there a more suitable "starting point"?

"God bless my Lin family!" Lin Che felt an overwhelming surge of excitement and joy.

If this sword can be used as a catalyst to successfully activate Xuanfeng's sword spirit body, his future path will surely be smooth sailing!

He took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and took a step forward, ready to take the broken sword that concerned his son's future.

However, the instant his foot touched the ground—

hum!

On the floor of the secret room, countless complex and mysterious sword-shaped patterns suddenly appeared on the originally dull metal bricks!

The patterns, like a lit fuse, started from Lin Che's feet and rapidly spread outwards, lighting up and filling the entire secret chamber with dark golden light!

Every line seemed to come alive, radiating a sharp sword intent and spatial fluctuations.

The Trial of Inheritance has been triggered at this moment!

The scene before Lin Che's eyes suddenly distorted and changed.

He found himself in a familiar, quiet room.

This was the main residence of the Lin family at Shattered Star Lake, and his own cultivation room.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting warm dappled patterns on the floor. A faint scent of sandalwood filled the air, and everything was as peaceful and serene as any ordinary afternoon.

The next moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Wang Lingsu walked in with a smile.

She was dressed in a gorgeous lady's gown, her face radiant, her eyes filled with joy and pride.

"Husband, why are you still standing here in a daze?" Her voice was gentle but with a hint of reproach.

"Today is your Golden Core Ceremony! All the prominent families of Chuyang City have come, and even City Lord Yan Shuming has personally come to congratulate you! Come with me, everyone is waiting to witness the splendor of the newly promoted Golden Core cultivator!"

Lin Che felt the vast, boundless Golden Core stage mana within his body, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

He looked around at the familiar environment, which was incredibly realistic and detailed.

And then, seeing the vibrant and flawless Wang Lingsu before him, he immediately understood.

Illusion.

Moreover, it is an extremely sophisticated illusion that directly targets the deepest desires and memories within the heart.

The scene before me rippled and shifted once more, like waves on water.

He was already in the grand banquet hall of the Lin family's Golden Elixir Ceremony.

Distinguished guests filled the room, and toasts were exchanged.

The Zhou family patriarch Zhou Wanhong, the Zhao family patriarch Zhao Wenxuan, and the heads of other families all wore extremely respectful and even fawning smiles.

They all stood up to raise their glasses in congratulations to him, speaking humbly and adopting an extremely modest posture.

Because Lin Che successfully formed his core, the Lin family became the most powerful force in Chuyang City.

He might even take over the position of city lord from Yan Shuming in the future and truly become a regional overlord!

Immediately afterwards, time flew by in the illusion.

He "saw" himself successfully condense his Nascent Soul, and the Lin family's power grew even stronger, completely dominating the Chuyang City region.

Former adversaries will either submit to become vassals or be annihilated.

As the patriarch of the Lin family, he was high above, revered by thousands, and could decide the life and death of countless people with a single word. He could obtain resources at will, and could be said to have reached the pinnacle of worldly power and influence.

Everything looked so perfect, so tempting, that it was enough to make most cultivators fall into its trap and find it hard to extricate themselves.

However, standing atop the majestic city wall in the illusion, overlooking the vast land, Lin Che couldn't help but let out a faint smile, tinged with understanding and mockery.

"Is that all?" he muttered to himself, his voice calm and even.

Having spent many years lurking and struggling in the den of dragons and tigers, the Demon Palace of Rebellion, facing countless temptations and life-or-death tests, how was he able to always stay true to himself and not reveal any flaws?

It is this "Dao Heart" that has been tempered and hardened, and is now as solid as a rock and clear and transparent!

If his resolve was not firm, why did he need to endure it in the first place?

With the help of the system, you can enhance your spiritual roots, acquire resources, and cultivate advanced techniques, making a name for yourself early on. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Why lie low in the most inconspicuous corner, waiting for the right opportunity?

The illusion of power and strength before him was like a sandcastle built by a child—seemingly magnificent, but actually crumbling at the slightest touch.

What he pursued was never illusory power or fleeting vanity, but rather his own genuine exploration of the Great Way.

With a single thought, the magnificent and powerful scene before him was like a shattered mirror, peeling away and disappearing piece by piece.

A new scenario emerges.

This is a dark, damp, and musty little room.

A disheveled, ragged figure was tightly bound with rough ropes and forced to kneel before Lin Che.

When the man struggled to raise his head, revealing a face that, though filthy, still showed glimpses of his former handsome features, Lin Che raised an eyebrow slightly.

Yin Jiuyou.

She was the girl who had her spiritual roots tested in the same batch as him at the Demon Palace of Rebellion.

At that time, the other party was found to have a superior spiritual root, attracting widespread attention;

As for himself, he was merely an insignificant low-grade spiritual root.

When the other party successfully guided the Qi into their body, the contempt and sense of superiority in their eyes when they looked at their "old acquaintances," including Lin Che, are still fresh in his memory.

Back then, deep down, he did indeed feel a sense of indescribable loss and resentment.

"Heh," Lin Che looked at Yin Jiuyou, who was kneeling in a sorry state in the illusion, completely at his mercy, and couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head.

"So, is this challenge meant to allow me to vent my past humiliations and anger, and satisfy my thirst for revenge?"

He felt calm and even a little bored.

Time has passed, and the disappointment and resentment of those years have long since dissipated in the long process of cultivation.

Yin Jiuyou was already an insignificant stranger to him. If it weren't for this chance encounter, Lin Che would have almost forgotten about this person.

How could his magnanimity and vision be bound by such old grudges?

The illusion seemed to sense his indifference and detachment, and twisted and transformed once more.

This time, the scene that appeared finally caused a very subtle ripple to appear in Lin Che's calm eyes.

Before me was a cramped room, a simple single bed, a desk piled high with books and miscellaneous items, and a computer screen flickering with game images…