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Chapter 140 The Ascended Emperor and His Children (4k)

"Buzz"

The heart of the Central Plains is a barren land, where even when the sun is high in the sky, it is always shrouded in a band of black mist, obscuring the light.

Now that the sun has set, a faint, eerie aura rises from the ground, formed from the pent-up resentment of those who died unjustly here over thousands of years.

An ordinary person would lose dozens of days of lifespan if entangled by even a single strand of this energy. Even a cultivator would be transformed by the countless resentful and ghostly energies if they stayed in such a place for a long time.

Who could have imagined that this place was once the ancestral vein of Zhongzhou, the very center of the entire Zhongzhou, the marrow of a colossal dragon that existed in the Chaos Realm.

This place was once home to the strongest ancestral dragon vein in the Central Plains, and is the source of all dragon veins in the Central Plains today.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, before the four great divine dynasties were even born, a prosperous divine dynasty called the Feathered Divine Dynasty occupied this place and ruled most of the Central Plains.

This place was once said to have possessed all the mysteries and wonders of creation, a sacred land that was hard to find even in eternity, filled with spiritual herbs and fragrant orchids, a secret place that could defy the heavens.

But now, this place has been destroyed by someone with great power, turning into a dead zone in a single day. A once prosperous and powerful dynasty and all its inhabitants have vanished, leaving behind a dangerous place.

Countless people have come here in search of the secret treasure of the Central Plains Divine Dynasty, but all have returned empty-handed.

Even countless young emperors and ancient emperors have passed through this place, yet they still haven't found anything here.

Some people have searched through ancient texts and found that the Feathered Divine Dynasty migrated to outer space as if it were insane, concluding that the divine treasures had been completely consumed by the Feathered Divine Dynasty at that time.

Some believe that the peerless emperor who destroyed the divine dynasty with a single blow took everything with him.

Unbeknownst to everyone, it remained quietly hidden in these desolate ruins, waiting for a destined person to discover it.

Seeing the faint, almost invisible light of the Good Memory Star's killing move and the Yin energy covering the mountains and fields, Sha Xiao quietly enveloped himself with the Blinding Immortal Gu.

"Holy crap, how did Xiaoqing get teleported here? No wonder that guy stopped chasing her; he probably thought she was dead inside?"

Sha Xiao murmured to himself, taking out a fifth-level Spider Silk Gu made from silk produced by a thousand-year-old Yin Spider and a fifth-level Horse Track Gu made from silk produced by an immortal old horse from the hollow hole. He activated the fifth-level Daoist killing move, Spider Silk Horse Track.

In an instant, the two Gu worms melted together and dripped onto the ground. An old horse made of white bones and with spider silk as its mane grew out of the ground, and Sha Xiao turned over and sat on it.

"Da da da...."

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Old Ma lowered his head, his movements as transparent as spider silk piercing through the yin energy to extract the target information, and slowly walked in one direction.

Walking through the land of the dead, Sha Xiao roused himself.

This place is truly strange. Countless ancient emperors and great emperors have emerged from Zhongzhou, yet this place has never been completely cleaned up, which speaks volumes.

As the ancestral land of the Central Plains dragon vein, Sha Xiao dares to guarantee that the Emperor absolutely had no reason not to have designs on this place.

But in the end, he also gave up on this place, which shows that the strangeness of this place is definitely not something that an emperor can handle.

Sitting on horseback, Sha Xiao took out a volume of Zhongzhou history book and began to read.

Just considering the emperors who have made a move here, those that Sha Xiao knows of include the Ruthless Emperor, the Corpse Emperor of the Underworld, the Prison Suppressor Emperor, the Source God and Source Ghost, the Supreme Emperor, and the Ascension Emperor...

Not to mention the descendants of the Ruthless Great Emperor, the descendants of the Heavenly Court, the descendants of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, the four great divine dynasties of Central Continent, and the rogue cultivators from various holy lands...

So many people have lingered in this uniquely blessed region, and after years of power struggles among various forces, this precious land, which could easily be restored to its former glory, remains unchanged after countless years.

Walking on this eerie land, every few steps you can see the lingering spirits of the dead, their shadows appearing before their deaths with the help of the yin energy, as if they were still alive.

In some places where yin energy is so strong, an entire ancient city can be brought to life.

The people inside were bustling about, living a harmonious and natural life as in the past.

Only when it senses the presence of a living person and realizes its own death will it unleash a yin energy powerful enough to drag even a great king or saint down with it.

Sitting on the back of a white bone horse, Sha Xiao walked into a city where yin energy was concentrated, and looked around the Central Plains 300,000 years ago with great interest.

The people of Zhongzhou under the rule of the Feathered Divine Dynasty looked very different from the people of Zhongzhou today.

Perhaps influenced by the Feathered Emperor, they are more similar to the people of Zhongzhou in the prehistoric era than the people of the Central Plains.

These people have facial features that are more similar to those of Native Americans, and they also favor blue in their clothing.

Even in discussions about cultivation methods, they held dragon energy in contempt, believing that using dragon energy for cultivation was inferior, and that self-purification was the only path to heaven.

"How wondrous! Is this the magic of the Ascension Emperor?"

Sha Xiao murmured to himself, for even from the cultivation paths of ordinary cultivators, one could glean a glimpse into the cultivation philosophy of a great emperor.

Self-purification—is this the path taken after pushing the fundamental principles of the Ascension Body to their limits?

By continuously purifying oneself, one eventually eliminates the influence of all other physical constitutions in one's bloodline, returning to one's origin and reverting to the purest essence.

No wonder the Feathered Emperor eventually embarked on the path of becoming a Holy Spirit.

Before I created the Immortal Gu, nothing in the world was purer than the Holy Spirit.

Suddenly, Sha Xiao's ears twitched, and she looked towards a distant hillside.

"Listen carefully, this is the pronunciation of Zhongzhou 300,000 years ago."

"This place was one of the core cities of the Central Plains Feathered Divine Dynasty back then, and it was called Qingzhou Main City."

"It only appears once every seventy years. This place is shrouded in yin energy, and usually there is only one opportunity to enter when the yin energy weakens, about once every three hundred years."

"When I last came here, I was only fifty years old. Now I am over two hundred. I thought I would never see you again in this lifetime."

"For some reason, the yin energy has suddenly become weak this time. This is a rare opportunity, so you must seize it."

An old Confucian scholar with only the cultivation level of Dao Palace led several cultivators of varying ages, the oldest being sixty or seventy and the youngest only twelve or thirteen, who were lying on the hillside.

Some of them held the jade tablets for recording the scene, while others wrote furiously, recording this rare moment and collecting bits and pieces about the Central Plains Divine Dynasty from hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Sha Xiao looked at the youngest boy in the group, her eyes sparkling.

Although they were far apart, he sensed the boy's emptiness.

"These low-level cultivators are really something, using them without any restraint."

Sha Xiao murmured to himself as he looked at the historian among the group of cultivators, a smile appearing on his lips.

Dao Palace cultivators and Wheel Sea cultivators are the most mainstream components of the Beidou cultivation world.

They risked their lives, using their meager cultivation levels and relying on the gradual inheritance passed down from their ancestors, to enter dangerous places that even powerful beings could hardly access, recording lost traditions and contributing to the development of humanity.

Perhaps the next Feathered Emperor or Ruthless Emperor will emerge from such a small sect that carries on history.

It is because of people like these who work so hard that Ye Fan was able to risk everything and embark on that glorious path of blood and fire when darkness and turmoil came, and that he himself was able to step onto the Big Dipper.

Turning her gaze back, Sha Xiao continued to casually observe and try to understand why these yin energies had replicated the past.

All things in heaven and earth are governed by the Dao. These special landscapes and unique locations may become the nourishment for him to create immortal Gu in the future.

"Fellow Daoist, please come and have a chat."

Suddenly, a gentle voice cut through the crowded throng and reached Sha Xiao's ears.

Sha Xiao felt a chill run down her spine and abruptly looked up at the source of the sound.

In a restaurant, a middle-aged male ghost, whose imposing presence and high position were immediately apparent, was standing there.

Suppressing her surprise and remaining vigilant, Sha Xiao lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew into the restaurant.

"Fellow Daoist, please drink this wine."

The middle-aged ghost swept his right hand across the table, and two bone cups, each crafted by a skeletal hand, appeared on the table.

A clear, emerald-green liquid swirls within the bone cup.

"Then I'll accept it without further ado."

Sha Xiao cupped his hands in a smile, swept his right hand over the jade pendant hanging at his waist, and fearlessly picked up the white bone cup and drank it down in one gulp.

The cool liquid slid down Sha Xiao's throat, like a blast of icy air from the heavens directly appearing in his mind, pouring over his soul, and washing away many of the Dao marks on his body.

"hiss-

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Sha Xiao shivered comfortably, feeling as if she had lost two pounds.

"Excellent wine!"

Sha Xiao looked at the shadowy middle-aged man and said.

"Hehehe, it's rare to find someone who can still view us with a normal attitude."

"This wine is named Azure Sky. It is made by using the chaotic energy as a base, the Daoist essence of a quasi-emperor of the underworld, two vats of Yellow Spring water, and finally the Celestial Light of the North Pole."

"This wine can purify the body, cleanse the mind and soul of impurities, and allow one to glimpse the true nature of things."

"From the highest heavens to the deepest hell, I never imagined that it would actually accompany me to the underworld. Nor did I expect that it would allow me to linger on for so many years after my death."

The middle-aged man, whose expression had gradually turned fierce and who was exuding a terrifying aura, returned to normal the moment he drank his cup of Azure Wine, and said with deep emotion.

"Thank you so much for your invaluable gift. It has been 300,000 years since the fall of the Feathered Divine Dynasty. May I ask the name of Your Excellency, the Quasi-Emperor?"

Sha Xiao looked calmly at the middle-aged ghost and asked.

"Has it already been 300,000 years...?"

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The middle-aged man gazed at the gloomy sky and sighed deeply.

"My name is Yu Huatian, the seventh son of Emperor Yu Hua, and the city lord of Qingzhou. I was fortunate enough to break through to the sixth level of Quasi-Emperor before my death thanks to the grace of my father's bloodline."

As Sha Xiao looked at the ghostly figure before her, alarm bells rang in her mind.

What have I done to deserve this?

How did I end up encountering the ghost of the Emperor of Feathered Ascension's own son while I was walking around?

"Hehe, young friend, don't worry. As long as this leaf is still here, I can stay conscious."

"This leaf contains the true meaning of Amitabha Buddha, which is why it awakened me. It truly lives up to the name of Amitabha Buddha; his research on the soul is unparalleled in the world, and my father also highly praised him."

"If it weren't for you, I would have woken up two hundred years later, drunk the last cup of Azure Heaven, and returned my soul to the earth."

Yu Huatian pointed at the Blinding Immortal Gu in Sha Xiao's hand and laughed.

Upon hearing this, Sha Xiao suddenly realized what the other person was talking about.

One of the foundations of the Blinding Immortal Canopy is the Seven-Turn Wisdom Gu that is transformed from a Bodhi leaf. It is this Dao trace that awakened the offspring of the Ascended Emperor who had passed away 300,000 years ago.

"I wonder what business the Quasi-Emperor of Ascension has with me?"

Sha Xiao played with the bone cup that seemed to retain the warmth of human flesh, and looked at Yu Huatian with neither humility nor arrogance, asking him a question.

Since the other party was willing to offer me the Azure Wine, which is used to maintain and overcome the nature of the Yin spirit, they must have something to ask for. Therefore, I don't need to worry about them turning on me directly, and I don't need to be afraid.

"I beg you to save my life."

Yu Huatian sat up straight and looked at Sha Xiao seriously.

"I?"

"That's right, it's you. Riding a white horse through three passes, spending a fortune only to have it return again—this is the great calamity and turning point my father predicted for me before he sealed me away."

"When I woke up tens of thousands of years later, this place was one of the three passes of the Feathered God Dynasty, so I settled down here."

""

Yu Huatian looked at Sha Xiao and said earnestly.

"Do you know why you struck that blow back then?"

Sha Xiao looked at Yu Huatian and asked.

"I...I know..."

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"After the Emperor passed away, the Divine Dynasty colluded with the remnants of the Heavenly Court of the Emperor."

"They want to gather the blood of ten thousand to reforge the Immortal Cauldron. The Divine Dynasty wants to take this opportunity to follow another path left by the Emperor, to walk the Path of Turbidity, and to create a Chaos Body."

"Although I thought they were unlikely to succeed, I didn't want to get involved. I just followed my father's instructions and provided shelter in this area."

"Although they failed, they ultimately became a Chaos Emperor. This is our own fault, and we have no one else to blame but ourselves."

Yu Huatian lowered his eyes and spoke honestly.

"Have you never regretted it? With your status, if you had just taken action, perhaps all of this could have been avoided."

Sha Xiao looked at Yu Huatian and pressed for an answer.

"Ah, of course it has. However, having received the Emperor's favor, I must also bear the consequences."

Yu Huatian twirled the white bone cup in his hand and said matter-of-factly.

After considering for a long time, Sha Xiao shook his head and said, "No, I can't save you."

"Is that not allowed?"

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As Yu Huatian spoke with a sense of melancholy, his voice and breath unconsciously became scattered and violent.

"Only you can save yourself. Here's the money for the drinks. See you again someday."

Sha Xiao quickly tossed a jade disc to Yu Huatian, then tiptoed back onto the white horse.

Yu Huatian immediately took the jade disc as if it were a priceless treasure, and began to look at it with rapt attention, as if he had lost all awareness of the outside world.

He quietly tightened his grip on the white horse, making it walk two steps faster.

While Yu Huatian was immersed in the jade wall, Sha Xiao quickly left the ghost city.

On the wall of Qingzhou Ghost City, Yu Huatian suddenly appeared. He watched Sha Xiao leave and silently crushed the jade disc.

"Father, you are right. Riding a white horse through three passes, spending a fortune only to have it return again—I finally understand now."

Yu Huatian sighed deeply, bowed deeply to Sha Xiao, tossed the White Bone Cup to Sha Xiao, and said loudly, "I can never repay the life-saving grace of my benefactor. This cup was forged from my own hand bones. With it, no ghost in this place will dare to stop me. It can serve as proof."

"I will pay my respects to my benefactor after I have passed through the three trials of life and death and been resurrected."

After saying this, Yu Huatian and the entire ghost city gradually disappeared like a mirage.

Sha Xiao looked at the white bone cup beside her and a smile appeared on her lips.

Very good. I've only given you a basic concept of the Soul Path Secret Realm, and now there's one more person working for my Underworld Subversion Plan.

Without the support of the underworld, the three passes of Life and Death, Soul-Sweeping Mountain, and Fallen Valley would not be easy to build.

Keep it up! Whether my future cultivation of the Soul Path can go on the fast track depends on how hard you work.

She offered a brief prayer for Yu Huatian, then put away the White Bone Cup, flicked the White Bone Horse, and continued to quickly follow the path Xiao Qing had taken.

"Master? There's actually someone alive in that ghost town? Who is he? And who is that person riding the white horse?"

"Why did he come out of there? Was the resurrection that the people in the ghost town talked about true?"

The young disciple lowered his voice, quickly taking notes while unable to suppress his curiosity and asking questions.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—, my goodness! Are the ancestral records true?"

"The Ascension Emperor's son is truly still alive, awaiting his chance to be resurrected! Could there really be a heaven-defying method in the world capable of bringing the dead back to life?"

The old scholar murmured in a hoarse voice, even more surprised than his own disciple.

Without blinking, he watched Sha Xiao gradually disappear into the distance, and disregarding his own life, quickly sketched his silhouette.

On the long scroll, Sha Xiao, with a red lotus tattooed on her forehead, rides away on a white bone horse, leaving behind a ghost city that bows in farewell and gradually dissipates.

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